On the Edge of Pure

His headache was like his skull was splitting, as if thousands of needles were piercing his nerves at the same time. His body felt like it was cracking and collapsing inch by inch. He took a deep breath, forcing down the pain, not uttering a single sound, even though he was drenched in sweat and his fingernails were digging into his flesh.,For Lù Bù'er, this was the only friend in the world who still cared about him, so he couldn't trouble her any further: "I'll go to the internet cafe and find you tomorrow. If you don't leave the dormitory by then, I'll lock it up for you.",Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!。