Ye Wanwan looked up at Song Ziyi, her expression somewhat absentminded, as if she were tired. It took her several seconds before continuing, "I feel stuffy, and I'm feeling a bit dizzy."
"Could it be that you've caught a cold?" Song Ziyi was slightly worried. It had been quite cold in Beijing recently, and it was easy to catch a cold if one was not careful.
Ye Wanwan shook her head, "I don't have a fever, though."
She had been feeling unwell for a few days now. At first, she thought it was because she had dressed too lightly when picking up Zhouzhou, and maybe caught a cold because of that.
But so many days had passed, and she hadn't developed a fever. It couldn't still be due to the chill she caught days ago, leaving her unwell up until now, could it?
In fact, she didn't feel any obvious discomfort physically, only a continual haziness in her mind and a feeling of stuffiness. Other than that, she didn't feel anything else was amiss.
