Nanrong Huai'an gave instructions, and his subordinates naturally had to do it.
The car was driving slowly on the road. No one in the car spoke. The air was a little solid, and there was only the sound of the rain outside hitting the car windows.
Feng Sufei kept her eyes closed, and Nanrong Huai'an kept holding her hand.
Nanrong Huaian may want to get closer to Feng Sufei in this way, or maybe use this method to warm Feng Sufei.
But Feng Sufei's heart has been isolated from everything outside. Her hands are still cold from beginning to end, and so is her heart.
She was very tired and even rejected Nanrong Huai'an's hand.
But she couldn't pull it out.
Feng Sufei didn't think the journey was very long.
But today, she felt that the journey was very long and the time had not arrived for a long time.
Nanrong Huai'an looked at the rain outside with a gloomy expression. He was completely wet and cold. He seemed unknown, as if he couldn't feel it.
Nanrong Huai'an's eyes were like mist, very deep, with too many emotions hidden in them, making it difficult for people to distinguish.
Nanrong Huai'an seemed to be able to look into his own eyes through the glass of the car window.
He turned to look at Feng Sufei, his eyes were soft when he looked at her.
But he could also tell that Feng Sufei had her eyes closed at this time, but her eyebrows were frowning.
It was different from the calm and calm look she had before.
Nanrong Huai'an sighed inwardly and moved his other hand slightly. He wanted to smooth Feng Sufei's eyebrows so that she would not have any worries.
Nanrong Huai'an felt the temperature in the palm of his hand, which was so cold that he couldn't help but feel distressed.
The heating was on in the car, and the temperature inside the car was also very warm, but Feng Sufei's whole body felt cold.
Her whole body felt like cold air.
Nanrong Huai'an was really anxious and wanted to ask what he wanted to say, but Feng Sufei had her eyes closed at this time, obviously unwilling to say more. He really couldn't ask anything.
Nanrong Huai'an remembered that during the time she spent with Feng Sufei, she seemed to have never been like this.
Soon, the car arrived at the other courtyard.
By this time, the rain had become much lighter, but it was still pouring.
Because the location is different, maybe it is winter in the Chinese mainland, but the season here in country H is late autumn.
As soon as he got off the car, Nanrong Huai'an quickly took a clean coat that he had prepared in the car and put it on Feng Sufei.
Nanrong Huai'an was covered in water before and could have changed into this coat, but he thought of using it for Feng Sufei.
Feng Sufei did not refuse.
If it was in the past, when Nanrong Huai'an took care of her carefully and put a coat on her, Feng Sufei would have a warm feeling in her heart.
But at this time, her heart was really numb, and the warmth of her coat could not warm her heart.
Feng Sufei tried hard to smile at Nanrong Huai'an, but she couldn't force out a smile.
Because she is really tired now and can't laugh.
She doesn't force herself either.
After returning, Nanrong Huai'an quickly put the hot water on and asked people to prepare delicious food.
"Take a hot bath first, and then come out to eat, eh?"
From beginning to end, Nanrong Huaian was gentle and considerate to Feng Sufei.
Feng Sufei finally couldn't help but looked at Nanrong Huai'an carefully, met his eyes, and looked at his eyes inquiringly.
His eyes were as warm as water.
The corner of Feng Sufei's mouth curled up in a cold arc, a bit self-deprecating.