After returning home, Su Rourou was scolded by Lin Shu without any suspense. But because she had the first "intimate contact" with the male god, she was happy in her heart, and she didn't take her mother's blame to heart.
After dinner, she was about to pick up her schoolbag and go to Luo Yichen's room to do her homework as usual, when she suddenly received a text message from Luo Yichen.
"I'm sick, study by yourself tonight!"
Su Rourou frowned: A monstrosity like Luo Yichen can get sick too? Don't they all say that the disaster will last for thousands of years
Then does she want to visit him in the past, after all, today he comforted himself when he was most sad...
Thinking of this, she turned over the window without saying a word, but unexpectedly found that the window of Luo Yichen's room was locked, and she couldn't get in at all.
Squatting on the window sill and blowing the wind for a while, she couldn't accept this fact.
In the past ten years or so, the windows of Luo Yichen's room had never been locked, and she always deliberately and easily committed crimes through the windows, making troubles in his room.
Usually, she locks the windows of her own room. But Luo Yichen usually notices it very quickly, and brazenly uses various means to threaten her to open it.
But now, the opposite window that has been open for her is just closed like this? Why
Because he has a cold and is afraid of the wind? Afraid of catching a cold? But it is summer now!
Su Rourou only felt that her mind was in a mess, and she almost fell off the window sill. She held onto the window edge of her own house in time, and bit her lower lip fiercely: If Luo Yichen can send a text message to ask her to open the window, then she can too!
So, she took out the mobile phone in her pocket and typed a few words: open the window! I want to go in!
Originally, he thought he would have to wait for a while, but he didn't expect that the window of Luo Yichen's room opened just as soon as the text message was displayed.
The "sick" Luo Yichen stood in front of the window expressionlessly and looked at her: "What's the matter?"
His face was a little pale, and his always ruddy lips were also a little pale, as if he was really sick...
Su Rourou pushed him away and jumped into the room.
The room was dark, with only one night light on.
Su Rourou remembered that she was here to visit a sick person, so she tried her best to sound gentle: "Are you sick? What's wrong?"
Luo Yichen ignored her, went straight back to the bed and lay down, clutching his chest. It was stuffy and crowded, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't get up to do anything.
Su Rourou is a little strange, he seems to be angry with her? Why ignore her question on purpose? But she didn't mess with him today!
"Hey, I'm asking you something!" She walked to the bed, crossed her arms and looked down at him.
Seeing her approaching, Luo Yichen turned his back on her and still didn't speak.
Su Rourou is not happy now, she came to see him with good intentions, and talked to him nicely, but he treats her with such an attitude
She raised her foot and kicked his bed board: "Why are you losing your temper again? How did I provoke you?"
Luo Yichen suddenly sat up from the bed, grabbed her hand, and stopped her movement: "Have you had enough trouble? I'm a patient now, I need to rest! Get out of here!"
"I..." Su Rourou blinked her eyes, a little bit wronged, "I just came to see you... why are you so fierce?"
In his memory, although Luo Yichen always liked to tease her, he had never spoken to her in such a tone.
"I'm fine, you go back!" Seeing her like this, Luo Yichen's tone softened a little, but it was still very cold.
"Just go back, it's so fierce..." Su Rourou muttered softly, then turned and walked towards the window sill.
Luo Yichen opened his cold eyes in the darkness, watching her petite figure jump onto the table and finally disappear into the night...
"I told you to go back, will you go back? I won't insist any longer..." He muttered to himself, and put the quilt on his head.
Yes, he was sick, and he was very ill all over—especially, inwardly.