Due to his worsening condition, Weed closed his eyes, unable to endure anymore.
‘Yeah, there’s nothing more depressing than getting sick.’
When he closed his eyes and rested, sleep overcame him.
The thought that he’d die made him feel comfortable.
Since he couldn’t do anything anyway, he relaxed and fell asleep.
If he wanted to, he could sleep in Royal Road.
There were many people who slept at a place with great scenery, listening to birds chirping.
Virtual reality had many uses, but it was first time Weed fell asleep.
Since he always had something to do, he thought sleep was a waste. But that is why he dreamt a dream so sweet; a dream that no one would want to wake up out of.
Someone nursed the sick Weed.
She melted snow to make water, and put a soaked cloth onto his forehead.
When Weed woke up from time to time from his fever, he could feel someone’s care.
Although he almost reached the end of his life, he didn’t die. Someone nursed Weed like a mother would her child.
This someone was the most beautiful but also the most evil woman. Seoyoon was looking after Weed.