I am sorry, it's my fault

RK sat by the bed, looking as if he hadn't slept the whole night. When he saw that Stella had woken up, the first thing he did was rub his eyes and take a closer look at her. "Hey, do you think it's an illusion?" Stella's voice was weak. "Yeah." RK's voice was muffled as if he had suffered a great grievance. Stella didn't have the strength to bicker with RK, so she closed her eyes weakly. Alas... It hurts! RK didn't dare to disturb her. He knew that she was in a pain, so he didn't say anything. He tried his best to let her eat some light foods that could help with the healing of her wounds. Stella fell asleep again. In her sleep, Stella still felt so much pain. She felt dizzy and woke up again and again. She did not know how long she had slept. In short, it was raining when she woke up again, and it was wet outside. She had always liked the rain in the north. Rain fell over red lanterns and the dark tiles, washing them over and over again. The blue stone slabs were wet and washed clean