In the past, Beichen Yumeng may have thought that he had some different feelings for her.

But now she knew that he didn't love her!

If he loved her, he should have happily agreed when she wanted to marry him right away.

But he didn't......

Beichen Yumeng doesn't like to beg for help, since he doesn't want to marry her, then she won't pester him to death.

She has grown up, and she is no longer the unreasonable little girl she was at the beginning.

Now, when she was about to let go, he came to her and refused to leave.

What the hell is this......

Beichen Yumeng's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and it wasn't until the light on the first floor went out that she turned around and went back to her small room.

It suddenly rained outside, no wonder the weather was so stuffy today, Beichen Yumeng sat on the bed, looked out of the window for a while, and then got up and closed the window of the small bedroom.

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The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and in addition to the majestic rain, there was even lightning outside......

The thunder sounded, and Beichen Yumeng wrapped the quilt tightly, and wrapped herself a little tighter uneasily.

When in the UK...... Whenever there was a thunderstorm, she would deliberately make excuses at night and run to Ling Yifeng's bedroom, taking the opportunity to stay with him and refuse to leave, and sometimes, she would pretend to be scared and deliberately get into his arms and refuse to let go.

Ling Yifeng didn't say anything every time, but connived at her to stay.

And now, thinking about those things again, it makes Beichen Yumeng a little sad......

The thunder outside still didn't stop, Beichen Yumeng couldn't sleep, turned over, and got up.

Turning on the light and listening to the rain and thunder outside, she got up a little helplessly, and then walked downstairs.

Downstairs is pitch black...... Beichen Yumeng moved her body slowly and carefully, until her toes touched the quilt, and she slowly squatted down.

She turned on her phone, and the faint light of the phone illuminated the surroundings for a few minutes......

Ling Yifeng slept soundly, and was not affected by Beichen Yumeng, Beichen Yumeng stared at him for a while before he was about to leave, but his hand accidentally touched his body.

Very hot to the touch......

She was startled, quickly stopped her movements, and then reached out to touch Ling Yifeng's arm.

It turned out to be very hot......

Is he sick? Otherwise, how could the body be so hot?

Beichen Yumeng then reached out to his forehead, and then touched his own again, and found that his forehead was much hotter than hers!

Suddenly, Beichen Yumeng's heart became anxious.

He had a fever, and the temperature was not light!

He has been sleeping downstairs on the floor for the past few days, maybe the ground is a little shady, so he caught a cold?

She has always been sick, and he takes care of her, but now that Ling Yifeng is sick, Beichen Yumeng doesn't know what to do for a while.

Should I take him to the hospital, or should I buy medicine?

But now it's raining so hard outside......

Beichen Yumeng stretched out her hand and scratched her head, a little entangled, and finally decided to wake up Ling Yifeng first.

She hurriedly turned on the light of the bookstore on the first floor, and then reached out and pushed Ling Yifeng's shoulder.

"Wake up!"

After a while, Ling Yifeng opened his eyes...... looked at Beichen Yumeng.

"Meng Meng ......" Seeing Beichen Yumeng, a smile overflowed on the corner of Ling Yifeng's lips.

Subconsciously reached out and wanted to hug her......

And so he did!

Beichen Yumeng half-knelt beside him, startled by his suddenly outstretched hand, and the next second...... He was taken into his arms.