Leng Yichen stood on the side of the bed and glanced at Xia Hua, who was sleeping deeply, his eyes were deep, and he seemed to be calm, but there seemed to be waves rising and falling in the depths.

At this time, the aunt in charge couldn't stand Leng Yichen's low pressure, and slipped away, leaving Leng Yichen alone here. The sleeping summer flower still had a low-grade fever, and Leng Yichen didn't dare to leave, so he could only stay.

The night gradually deepened, Leng Yichen was sitting at Xia Hua's table, picked up a book on the table casually, and took a look.

"The Legacy of Chuntai", a work by Mr. Dong Qiao.

His eyes rolled, a little surprised, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his fingertips slowly flipped over the book.

As the night deepened, the headlights in the dormitory were turned off, leaving only the dim lamp to pull the figure sitting at the table......

Suddenly, the person who had been lying quietly on the bed writhed uneasily, and his mouth came out with a nightmarish murmur.

"Daddy......"

"Dad, I miss you......"

"You don't want to go ......"

"Woo woo ~ Dad, don't you go ......"

"Dad, I'm dying too......"

"Can I see you again......"

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

The murmuring of the people on the bed grew louder and louder, and finally turned into hoarse screams, their eyes were closed, tears kept sliding from the corners of their eyes, and a pair of hands seemed to want to grasp something in the air......

Helplessness, hesitation, even despair......

Leng Yichen, who originally appeared beside the bed at the first murmur of Xia Hua, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly stretched out a hand to hold the hands that were waving helplessly in the air.

As if he had been redeemed, the owner of the two hands tightly wrapped his hands around the big hand, hugging him to his chest and refusing to let go. The brow that had been tightly locked was finally loosened, but his face was covered with an abnormal red tide.

Feeling the scorching heat coming from those jade hands, it was like baking his hands.

Frowning slightly, Leng Yichen stretched out his other hand and probed Xia Hua's forehead, and couldn't help but purse his thin lips.

Sure enough, it burned again.

"Trouble."

Leng Yichen glanced at Xia Hua, who was holding his arm and sobbing from time to time, but he was confused. A few times, I couldn't help but take people away and throw them to the hospital.

However, Xia Hua's stubborn and frightened look just now drifted through his mind, and his face couldn't help but darken.

“Shit！”

Leng Yichen crawled through her hair a little irritably, withdrew her hand, and stuffed a big rabbit on the next bed into Xia Hua's arms, temporarily calming her emotions.

Standing in place with a black face for a while, Leng Yichen came to the balcony with a blank face and took a basin and towel back to the room, and came to the water dispenser to receive half a basin of hot water.

The slender hand twisted the pink towel, not caring about the high water temperature at all, came to the bed with a dark face, and put the warm towel on Xia Hua's forehead.

Looking at Xia Hua, who was gradually settling down, and then looking at his hot red hands, Leng Yichen's eyes flashed with an inexplicable ghostly light, put his hand in his trouser pocket, turned around and returned to the table to continue sitting.

I just picked up the book "The Rhyme of Chuntai" but didn't turn it, and I was a little stunned.

You're having a convulsion, aren't you? Running around at night, doing things I never disdained......

Just like a young man in estrus, he is courteous to the girl he likes......

Well? Oestrus? Like?

Leng Yichen's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart beat suddenly, and bang, it seemed that there was an emotion that wanted to emerge from the depths of his heart uncontrollably......

No way!

Suddenly stood up from the chair, and the harsh friction sound made Leng Yichen come back to his senses slightly. After being silent for a long time with his head down, Leng Yichen slowly sat down again, sitting expressionlessly, but there seemed to be a bright light surging in the depths of his eyes, but it was suppressed.

When I looked up and closed my eyes, I opened them again, and when I opened them again, there was only a deep calm inside.

I changed the towel and the water several times, until the second half of the night, when the sky lit up, and the fever of the summer flowers finally subsided.

Leng Yichen took a deep look at Xia Hua, who was sleeping deeply on the bed, and turned around and left the dormitory. When I came to the first floor, I woke up the aunt who was lying on the table and snoring, and told her to make a bowl of hot porridge for Xia Hua at dawn.

"Got it, don't worry, I'll take care of your little girlfriend." The aunt in charge of the dormitory patted her chest and reassured.

Leng Yichen glanced at her lightly, retorted something, and turned to leave.

In the morning, Xia Hua was woken up by hunger in her belly.

"I'm so hungry" rolled a few times with the quilt, Xia Hua finally couldn't help but open her eyes and looked at the ceiling a little confused.

She seemed to be sick.

Yes, she had a cold and fever yesterday and has been very tired, and has been lying in bed for a day without eating anything......

No wonder so hungry.

There was some burning hunger in her belly, which made Xia Hua a little uncomfortable. Now she doesn't have a fever, but after sleeping all day, her body is a little weak.

Don't want to move......

Spread out on the bed in large characters, Xia Hua closed her eyes and didn't want to move.

Suddenly, she jerked her eyes open and sat up from the bed.

I seem to have seen Leng Yichen last night...... It's not like you're burned, right?

And this is a girls' dormitory, how did Leng Yichen come up? It seems that he is really burned and hallucinated......

It's just that...... Is Mao Leng Yichen? Shouldn't it be Wen Jingxuan......

Thinking of this, Xia Hua covered her face and spit on herself.

Forget it, don't want to. The stomach kept singing the empty city plan, urging Xia Hua to hurry up and find something to eat, otherwise she would starve to death......

Struggling to climb out of bed, Xia Hua saw the basin and towel placed on her desk with a hellish expression.

She remembered that she hadn't put the basin and towel here...... Wasn't last night an illusion???

Just as Xia Hua was caught in the battle between heaven and man, there was a click, and the door of the dormitory was opened from the outside.

Watching in a daze as an obese figure squeezed in from the door, Xia Hua's brain was completely inadequate at this moment.

"Aunt Dormitory?"

"Oops~ Girl, you're awake! Must be hungry, right? Auntie, I just bought fresh and delicious preserved egg and lean porridge, hurry up and sit down and eat. The dormitory manager came over with a fast food box in her hand.

Seeing that Xia Hua was still standing in a daze, he pulled her to the table and sat down, his fat fingers flexibly opened the lid of the fast food box, and even the spoon was set for Xia Hua, and his chin compared, signaling Xia Hua to eat quickly.

Looking at the steaming preserved egg and lean porridge, Xia Hua subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and her stomach urged her to eat it quickly. But she still stopped, and looked up at the dormitory manager who was looking at her with a serious face, Xia Hua was simply confused with a capital letter.

What's going on here? Did she not wake up, or was there something wrong with the world......