Lying in bed at night, but unable to fall asleep.
In his mind, replaying all that he had told An Ning, that he would come over today.
So, taking advantage of the night, he secretly got up and came here again.
Sikong Wuyou never thought that in this life, he would be so concerned about someone.
Unable to think about tea or food, his mind full of her figure.
Deeply, he came against the cold wind late at night, just to see her once and put his mind at ease.
"My health is just like that, the doctors have said it needs slow recovery. Even if you come, you can't make me better," An Ning's tone was full of complaints, but in fact, she was feeling distressed.
Even in the darkness, unable to see his face, An Ning could feel the warmth in his hands.
The weather outside must be very cold, right?
Sitting up from the kang, An Ning reached out her hand towards Sikong Wuyou, and sure enough, when she touched his clothes, they were even slightly damp.
An Ning felt even more distressed.
