Finally arrived at Lin Yixiuan’s house.

Song Qingyu held the bag in one hand and used her free hand to open the door. She pressed the doorbell for a long time before she heard rustling footsteps coming from inside.

Lin Yixuan opened the door.

"You really came..."

He was leaning against the door frame, wearing pajamas, with messy hair and a fever-reducing patch on his head.

A handsome face was burned red.

He smiled at Song Qingyu with his white teeth, somewhat helplessly yet warmly.

Song Qingyu said with a straight face: "Go in and lie down quickly, you look like you have a severe fever."

It burns as fast as boiled shrimp.

Lin Yixuan nodded obediently, took slippers for Song Qingyu, and entered the living room.

She obediently lay down on the sofa again, covering herself with a thin blanket.

Song Qingyu boiled some water.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

Lin Yixuan's voice was weak, and his eyes were always following Song Qingyu.

"No."

He kicked the trash can containing the medicine bag under the coffee table.

"Didn't eat."

"You have a fever, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Song Qingyu glared at him helplessly.

After the water boiled, I poured him a cup of hot water to cool it down.

After it cooled down to warm water, he brought it out and handed it to Lin Yixuan, and also gave him the thermometer.

"Clamp it in."

"Ah."

Lin Yixiuan sat up like a good boy.

Whatever Song Qingyu said was what it was.

After the body temperature cooled down, Song Qingyu took it and looked at it, then frowned and said, "Let's go to the hospital."

As he said that, he was about to pull Lin Yixuan.

39 degrees 2.

Something went wrong without taking the fever-reducing medicine.

"fine."

Lin Yixuan smiled and said, "I'll just take some medicine and I'll be fine. I also called my family doctor and he said I'm fine."

Hearing that he didn't want to go to the hospital, Song Qingyu had no choice but to compromise, took out the antipyretic medicine and handed it to Lin Yixuan.

"It's for fever relief, eat it."

"Ah."

This time, Lin Yixiuan did not refuse.

After taking the antipyretic medicine, Lin Yixuan wanted to talk to Song Qingyu, but he fell asleep in a daze as soon as he touched the pillow.

Song Qingyu sat on the sofa opposite, looking at Lin Yixuan's sleeping face.

A trace of warmth and heartache passed through my heart.

In her previous life, she owed Lin Yixuan a lot, and in this life...she could never repay what she owed Lin Yixuan.

When Lin Yixuan woke up, it was already the next morning.

He touched his forehead in a daze, and found that the fever had subsided a lot. He fumbled for the mobile phone on the coffee table, and it was already seven o'clock.

He sat up and looked around his home.

There was no sign of Song Qingyu.

He must be dreaming.

Lin Yixiuan smiled self-deprecatingly and touched his head.

How could Song Qingyu show up? He must have gotten so drunk last night that he was confused.

Just thinking about it.

The door to the living room suddenly opened.

Song Qingyu's voice came.

"You woke up. I said you didn't wake up that quickly, so I bought you breakfast."

Lin Yixuan looked over in astonishment.

Song Qingyu stood at the entrance and changed her shoes. Seeing Lin Yixuan looking over, she shook the food bag and keys in her hand and said, "Since you haven't woken up yet, I can only take the liberty of using your house key to open the door."

After she finished speaking, Lin Yixiuan still looked dazed and stupid.

It’s over.

Could it be that this child has become confused due to the fever?

Song Qingyu was startled. After changing her shoes, she hurried over, put down the bag, and touched Lin Yixuan's forehead.

"The fever has gone down—"

Just finished.

Suddenly, someone pulled my hand hard.

Due to inertia, his body fell on Lin Yixuan.

As his fever had just subsided, he had no strength in his body, and the two of them fell on the sofa together.

Song Qingyu was stunned.

Lin Yixuan's hands tightly held her waist.

She could almost feel how tightly Lin Yixuan hugged her.

The posture of the two of them was extremely awkward. Song Qingyu came to her senses and struggled to get up, but unexpectedly Lin Yixuan's hand fell on the back of her head, restraining her movements.

"Don't move, I want to hug you."

His tone was full of desire and piety.

It was like his most precious treasure, which finally came to him.

That kind of humility.

Song Qingyu could no longer refuse and could only let Lin Yixuan hug her tightly.

Five minutes later.

Lin Yixuan let go of his hand, and Song Qingyu got up and tidied her clothes.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

Lin Yixiuan smiled, his eyes and eyebrows showing tenderness.

Song Qingyu stroked her hair pretending to be calm, "It's okay, what about breakfast? I bought porridge and noodles."

She changed the subject and opened the breakfast.

"Go brush your teeth first."

"it is good."

Lin Yixuan got up obediently and went to the bathroom.

Song Qingyu covered his face and sighed with mixed feelings.

She had always thought that after going through so much, she could make the most rational choice, but just now, when she came into contact with Lin Yixuan...she seemed to have figured out one thing.

Love really has nothing to do with guilt and being touched!

After Lin Yixuan came out, Song Qingyu had breakfast with him.

She has to pack her things.

Lin Yixuan grabbed her hand: "You take a rest, I'll do it."

He saw the red bloodshot in her eyes and guessed that she had been guarding him all night last night.

Song Qingyu didn't refuse either.

Let Lin Yixiuan clean up the garbage on the table.

"Little Feather."

Lin Yixuan sat down, his deep eyes fixed on the girl he loved.

"I just scared you, didn't I?"

Song Qingyu smiled uncomfortably: "No."

"I do not regret."

He didn't hesitate.

Instead, he looked at her very seriously.

"I didn't expect you to come here, and I didn't expect you to stay here after a night. When I saw you coming back with breakfast and the key to my house, I was thinking about how you would live here in the future. I felt very happy at that moment."

To the end.

Lin Yixiuan also felt that he seemed a little ridiculous and chuckled.

He picked up the key on the table and handed it to Song Qingyu reverently: "I can wait for you for a long time, but at this moment I really want to ask you, are you willing to accept it?"

Song Qingyu looked at the key dangling in front of her.

This is the key to Lin Yixuan's home and also Lin Yixuan's heart.

Accept it.

Just accept him.

And she...

After a moment of silence, Song Qingyu lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"I'm sorry, brother."

She can't.

She couldn't help loving a man. She ruined his last life and she would owe him in this life.

Lin Yixuan's eyelashes trembled.

He suppressed his bitterness, laughed, and ruffled Song Qingyu's hair.

"What is there to apologize for? Can you make the decision on matters like love just because you want to? I have been following the rules for so long. I just wanted to take a gamble. It seems that the gambler's mentality is not good, don't you think?"

He deliberately teased himself to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

Song Qingyu felt a little choked up in the throat and didn't know how to answer Lin Yixuan's questions.

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes, and then we'll go to school together. I have classes today."

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