The morning after the rain cleared, the air was especially fresh and humid. The sun had just revealed half of its face, gently shining on the earth. The white clouds were like shallow cotton wadding that had just been fluffed up, wave-like inlaid in the light blue sky...
I, with my yet-to-heal waist injury, lay on the sofa by the window in the living room, idly watching the clouds outside the window roll and drift. A gust of autumn wind blew, and a chill instantly swept over me, causing me to sneeze several times in a row. That's when you came and gently covered me with a thin blanket. "Be careful not to catch a cold," I heard your tender words, saw your concerned eyes, and suddenly felt much warmer inside...