Gu Mochen walked very fast, and he didn't know why he suddenly turned back halfway. Along the way, he kept calling the man, but no one answered.
He originally wanted to leave just like that, but the rainy winter ten years ago always appeared in his mind...
"You're finally here! Help me, save me!" The old man's shrill cry interrupted his memory.
Gu Mochen looked coldly at the old man wriggling on the ground, then at the empty bed: "What about her?"
"Taken away by... a man! You bastard, don't let me see her again, or I..." Thinking of what happened just now, the old man was so angry that his veins throbbed.
However, before he could finish his scolding, he was kicked hard several times, even stepping on his "key disabled" part.
"You're too noisy! Shut up!" Leaving behind these cold words, Gu Mochen left indifferently, and slammed the door hard.
"Ah!" The old man was writhing in pain, screamed even more horribly, and closed his eyes in despair. Is it because he played with too many women in the past, so God wants to repay him like this
... ...
Back home, Luo Yichen gently placed Su Rourou on the bed, and then carefully covered her with the quilt.
"Idiot, you should sleep well first." He stroked her forehead while holding her hand and said softly.
She must have been terrified just now. The thought that if he didn't arrive in time, she would be... He felt like he was going crazy!
"En." Su Rourou responded vaguely, and held his hand tightly, "Don't go, just stay here with me, okay?"
"Well, I will always be by your side and accompany you, and I will not go anywhere." Luo Yichen's heart clenched tightly, "Are you feeling better?"
"It's much better." Su Rourou nodded gently. On the way back home from the hotel, she felt her strength slowly returning to her body, and her chest was not so uncomfortable anymore.
It's just... It seems that the body is starting to heat up, and the mind is a little dazed, as if the whole person is about to float.
Luo Yichen seemed to be aware of her strangeness, and nervously tightened the palm of her little hand: "Your head seems to be a little hot, did you catch a cold? I'll go get the thermometer."
"No, don't go..." Su Rourou didn't want him to leave at all. Only when she feels him and touches him can she feel at ease.
Moreover, the palm of his hand was icy and cool, just enough to cool down her increasingly scorching body temperature. She unconsciously pressed her hot cheek against the back of his hand and rubbed it lightly a few times.
The cold touch made her feel comfortable all over her body, and she unconsciously yearned for more and more such touches.
"Luo Yichen...can you hug me?" Her voice sounded a bit strange, even she felt strange, with a hint of tenderness... as if she was sending an invitation to him.
Hearing her gentle words, and her small face constantly rubbing against the back of his hand, Luo Yichen's whole body stiffened: "Okay, be good, I'll sleep with you in my arms."
Then, he took off his coat and got under the covers.
"Why are you not wearing pajamas?" At this moment, Su Rourou really admired herself for remembering such a small detail.