Dressed as an egg? The snake beauty mother is a bit sweet
When I was conscious, the world was a warm darkness.
Surrounded by a soft and elastic "shell", you can hear a regular "dong-dong" sound in your ears, like a drum beat or the heartbeat of some kind of creature, with a reassuring frequency. What's even more amazing is that I can clearly feel a gentle breath wrapping around me. The breath is as sweet as bamboo dew after the rain, with a hint of cold fragrance, which makes me want to rub it deeper.
"The baby is active again today."
A female voice suddenly sounded, as soft as a feather brushing against the heart. This voice is so beautiful, it is not like any timbre I have heard in my previous life - it is not deliberately sweet, nor is it cold and alienated. Instead, it is like a mountain stream flowing through jade. Every word has a warm texture, and every "cell" in my body is jumping for joy.
As the sound fell, I felt a warm hand gently covering the outside of the "shell", and the touch of my fingertips came clearly. The hand was very soft, with slight calluses on the fingertips, which should be traces of holding something for many years. She stroked it gently, her movements as gentle as touching a rare treasure.
"Wait a little longer. When mother cleans up the miasma here, she will take you back to Wanzhuwu. There is the cleanest spring water there and the mist lotus planted by your father. You will definitely like it."
Mother? Baby? Wanzhuwu? Miasma?
