To The Lovely You

  Gu Mochen walked 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 like this, but that rainy winter ten years ago always came to his mind...

   "You're finally here! Help me, help me!" The old man's shrill cry interrupted his memories.

   Gu Mochen looked coldly at the old man wriggling on the ground, and then at the empty bed: "What about her?"

   "I was... taken away by a man! Don't let me see her again, this stinky bastard, or I..." Thinking of what just happened, the old man was so angry that his veins jumped.

   However, before he could finish his scolding, he was severely kicked several times on his body, and even stepped on his "critically disabled" part.

   "You are too noisy! Shut up!" Leaving these cold words, Gu Mochen left indifferently and slammed the door slammed.

   "Ah!" The old man rolled in pain, screamed even more piercingly, and closed his eyes in despair. Is it because he played with too many women in the past, so God wants to punish him like this?

  ………………

   Back home, Luo Yichen placed Su Rourou gently on the bed, and then carefully covered her with the quilt.

   "Idiot, get a good night's sleep first." He held her hand softly while stroking her forehead.

   Just now, she must have been frightened. As soon as he thought that if he couldn't arrive in time, she would be... He felt like he was going crazy!

   "Yeah." Su Rourou replied vaguely, holding his hand tightly, "Don't go, just stay here with me, okay?"

   "Well, I will always be by your side to accompany you, I will not go anywhere." Luo Yichen's heart clenched tightly, "Are you feeling better?"

   "Much better." Su Rourou nodded lightly. On the way back home from the hotel, she felt that her strength was slowly returning to her body, and her chest was no longer so uncomfortable.

   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 also seemed to have noticed her strangeness, and tightened the palm that was holding her little hand nervously: "Your head seems to be a little hot, are you catching a cold? I'll go get a thermometer over here."

   "No, don't go..." Su Rourou didn't want him to leave at all. Only by feeling him, touching him, did she feel at ease.

   Moreover, the palm of his hand was icy cold, 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 throughout her body, and she unconsciously longed for more and more such touches.

   "Luo Yichen... can you hold me?" Her voice sounded a little strange, even she felt unfamiliar, with a hint of tenderness... as if she was inviting him.

   Hearing her soft words and her little face rubbing against the back of her hands, Luo Yichen's whole body stiffened: "Okay, darling, I'll hold you to sleep."

   Then, he took off his coat and got into the bed.

   "Why don't you wear pajamas?" At this moment, Su Rou Rou really admired herself, she still remembered such a small detail.