That Illness Can Be Treated, Can't It

He stood up and poured a glass of cold water. He leaned back and sipped on it till there was none left. Only then, the things in his vision slowly subsided and disappeared. 

He silently let out some turbid gas from his chest before taking the things that he had bought into the kitchen. He placed them in a pot to keep warm before opening the door and walking out. When he returned, there was a set of woman clothes in his hands. He wasn't good at buying them, but he had followed what others said. 

He placed the clothes at the corner of the bed and saw that she was still sleeping. Being able to sleep so peacefully in a foreign place, he wasn't sure if she had a big heart or she was foolish. 

But he knew deep down that she was able to sleep so peacefully because it was him.