The mountain at night was a little cold, and it was raining, so the temperature kept lowering. Hearst wasn't able to wear any of his clothes since they were soaked in the rain. He got a cold in the heavily rain, and his body temperature rose. With the dim light, Heidy noticed that there was something wrong with his face.
She stretched out her hand and placed it on his forehead. With a serious look on her face, she asked, "Do you have a fever?"
With a heavy head, Hearst replied in a low and hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter. I'll be all right soon."
"Dad has a fever. What should we do, mom? Dad, do you bring any medicine with you?"
Hearst shook his head and said with a smile, "No. I didn't expect that I'm so fragile."
These days, in order to distract himself, he had spent most of his time on work. He was too tired to bear the pressure. So he caught a cold after getting wet in the rain, and now he was frozen in the night. It was impossible for him not to have a fever under such torment.
Heidy looked inside. She said to Gavin, "Gavin, take your daddy inside. It is warmer there. I am going to look around to see if there is a washbasin." Then she searched around the cabin.
Gavin followed her order and took Hearst to a warmer place. She got a bowl from the corner, went outside the wooden house. She stretched out her hands out in the rain, and the rainwater trickled from the eaves and dripped in the bowl. After a while, she returned to the room. The room had fire and it was not so cold as outside.
Hearst happened to have several disposable towels in his bag. she dipped the towel in the bowl and wrung the water, and wiped gently on Hearst's body. Seeing her serious look, Hearst's eyes flashed with a strange light. With a heavy mind, he said in a low voice, "Thank you."
Heidy halted and spoke in a calm tone, "Don't thank me. I don't want Gavin to lose his father."
Hearing her words, he wore a faint smile on his face. Seeing her gently movement, he couldn't help but look at her in the eyes. Slowly, he felt a little sleepy. He felt dizzy because of the fever. So Heidy found a warm spot, so he could have a rest.
Hearst lied on the ground with his eyes closed and his lips tightly pressed together. Seeing his poor face, Heidy sighed slightly. She stood up and walked quietly to the door. Standing in the cold wind under the eaves, she went to take the rainwater again.
When she went back inside the hut, she only heard Hearst muttering something to himself. "Are you okay?" With a worried look on her face, Heidy walked up to him and put her hand on his forehead to check his temperature. But her hand was a little cold since it dipped in frigid rainwater just now. So she leaned forward with her forehead against his.
When she was about to leave, Hearst suddenly held her hand and murmured, "Don't, don't go..."
Hearing what he said, Heidy's body stiffened. She felt sad when she thought that maybe Hearst was thinking about Cathy at the moment. "Let go of me, Hearst," said Heidy in a low voice.
It seemed that Hearst didn't hear her words. He was still immersed in his own world. His imploring voice affected her mood. "Heidy, don't leave, don't leave me alone..."
She didn't expect that she was the one in Hearst's dream. Looking at him frowning tightly, her heart missed a beat. All of a sudden, she didn't want to be apart from him anymore. After hesitating for a while, Heidy raised her hand and gently rested it on his head, "It's okay. I didn't leave. I'll be here with you."
As if he had understood her words, a contented smile appeared on his face. He held her hands tightly, not willing to let go of her. She struggled several times but failed. She could only wipe his body with one hand, while one was tightly held in his palms.
For the whole night, Heidy wiped his body repeatedly. She didn't rest until his fever came down. Leaning against beside him, she looked at the man who was sleeping soundly with a bitter smile on her lips.
Thinking of the situation between them, Hua Jing had a twinge of sadness in her eyes. "What would you feel if you see that you are holding my hand? I really don't know what you are thinking about. If you don't love me, why do you dream of me? Or did you dream of me just because you felt guilty?" said Heidy softly.
She felt a sudden ache in her heart and raised her head to wink back the tears. She didn't want immerse herself in endless sadness in this relationship anymore. The sky become bright again. Looking their hands, she made up her mind and drew her hands from his. Then she stood up and walked towards the door.
When Hearst opened his eyes again, his drowsiness had already gone away. Seeing that Heidy was taking a rest with her eyes closed, Hearst fell into a trance. Last night, he had a vague feeling that someone was taking care of him. He knew it must be Heidy.
He stood up and walked over to her. Seeing her peaceful sleeping face, his heart beat so fast. Only when he faced Heidy could he feel his heart beating. He raised his hand and wanted to touch her face, but he struggled in his heart.
With a sigh, he eventually withdrew his hand and slowly fell down. "Sorry, Heidy," said Hearst quietly.
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