Mother Leng winked playfully, "No, Xiaomo listens to your words the most." ”

Qin Chenchen was stunned, then smiled bitterly, "How could he listen to me the most?" ”

"Isn't it? He loves you so much, as long as it is your request, even if it is to pick the stars and the moon, he is willing. What's more, this time you're just going to persuade him to go home. Come on, mom is waiting for your good news. ”

"That's... All right. ”

Carrying the thermos, Qin Chenchen walked out of the house.

When I raised my eyes, I saw that the heavy dark clouds were pressed by the black, and it seemed that it was about to fall down and cause disaster.

Her eyes flickered instantly, and her head was filled with lead, heavy, painful, and dizzy.

She had a fever!

In the past half month, City A has been in a state of rainy weather.

Before the holiday, she accidentally got drenched in the rain once, and then went home and blew the air conditioner for another night, and as a result, she caught a cold and fever.

At first, it was just a little hot in the head, and the rest was fine.

Now, three days have passed, and she has reached the point where she feels that her lungs hurt even when she breathes.

Her head is so heavy! It was so heavy that she just wanted to fall to the ground and couldn't sleep.

In the past two days, Leng's mother has come back, she is very busy, not only busy with Leng Mo's affairs, but also busy with the company's affairs.

She is an adopted daughter, so naturally she doesn't dare to disturb her because of such a trivial matter as a fever.

She had secretly taken some antipyretic medicine before, and it was still useful at first, but now, taking medicine is useless.

She thought that she would take advantage of this time to deliver chicken soup to Leng Mo, and go to the pharmacy to buy some other medicine and come back.

Uncle Zhang sent Qin Chenchen to the door of Leng Mo's apartment.

This is a two-story small bungalow, atmospheric, high-end, and elegant,

There was a flower garden in front of the door, and there were roses, tulips, and roses planted in it. However, the largest number is still jasmine.

It's just that the rain is spurring. The flowers in this garden have been withered by the recent torrential rains.

There were only a few jasmine flowers left, hanging their heads, swaying in the wind as if they were painful and stubborn.

Qin Chenchen's footsteps paused slightly, and he stood for a long time before he walked up the steps and came to the door.

Ding-dong - she rang the doorbell.

Three minutes later, Qin Chenchen returned to the car dejectedly.

Uncle Zhang asked, "Isn't the young master in the apartment?" ”

"Hmm." Qin Chenchen looked at the remnants of the flowers in the flower garden, his face expressionless, "I shouldn't have come back." ”

"Miss, should we go back?"

"No, Mommy's chicken soup hasn't been delivered yet. Let's wait a little longer! ”

"But ......," Uncle Zhang seemed to have something to say.

Qin Chenchen asked, "Uncle Zhang, do you have anything else?" ”

Uncle Zhang was a little embarrassed. "Yes, I have other jobs. The chairman told me to go to the airport to pick up a very important customer. ”

"Then you go."

"But you're ...... Miss."

Qin Chenchen smiled, "It's okay, I'll just wait here alone." He's supposed to be back soon. ”

"That's... All right. ”

Qin Chenchen got out of the car and watched the car leave.

Qin Chenchen touched his hot face, and the sour taste in his mouth became stronger and stronger.

With her head down, she slowly moved to the door of the apartment, step by step. On the cold steps, she sat down.

Placing the thermos flask aside, Qin Chenchen hugged his legs with his arms, his head against his knees, and closed his eyes tiredly.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she was groggy and wanted to sleep.

In fact, she did fall asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the world was stormy.

The cold wind, the freezing rain, and the hula slapped over.

Qin Chenchen didn't wear a coat, only a warm-sleeved shirt. For a moment, she shivered with cold.

To avoid getting wet in the rain, she shrank to the door.

However, the wind was too strong.

Heavy rain with occasional thunder. The rain was blown off its original track and all came in diagonally.

The eaves weren't wide enough to shelter her from the elements.

Qin Chenchen sat on the ground, his head resting on the white door panel. She half-closed her little face and coughed in pain. At the same time, the little hands were fumbling with the bag.

Finally, she pulled her phone out of her bag.