As soon as Qiao Weiwei pressed the connect button, a cool and slightly unhappy voice came to her ears: "Woman, where are you?"

On the other end of the phone, wearing a brand new gray shirt and black trousers, he was sitting in the passenger seat with a sullen look on his face. Ou Xiangbei, who was driving next to him, had a gloating smile on his face.

Rows of streetlights passed by on both sides of the car, and between the lights and shadows, Liang Bo and Ou Xiangbei had different expressions.

At this point, Qiao Weiwei thought of the man's instructions, "Don't tell anyone..." and made up a lie with Liang Bo, saying, "I'm in Qiao's house and something is urgent. I'm sorry, otherwise you can ask Xiaonian or Mandy to do it for you."

Just buy a suit of clothes, that’s it…”

Afraid of saying too much and arousing Liang Bo's suspicion, Qiao Weiwei hung up the phone and threw the phone back into her bag.

"Cold... so cold..." The man murmured weakly, leaning against the sofa, like a helpless child, his lips so dry that they were about to bleed.

She hurriedly ran upstairs, found a white shirt and a quilt from Qiao Zhihai, and found a comfortable position for the man to lie down.

"Cold...so cold..." The man who put on his shirt and covered himself with a quilt was still crying out about the cold. Qiao Weiwei reached out and touched his head, only to find that it was frighteningly hot.

Oops, he has a fever...!

Her compassion began to overflow again.

In this situation, she is not allowed to leave him alone...

She went upstairs again and found a quilt to cover him, and he stopped crying out cold.

She touched his head again, then went into the bathroom to get a basin of cold water, took a towel and walked to him.

One night, after constantly changing the water and applying cold compresses to her, his temperature dropped...

In the end, Qiao Weiwei, who was extremely tired, threw away the towel and slumped down on the sofa opposite him. Looking at his sleeping handsome face, she secretly scolded herself for meddling in other people's business.

When the man opened his eyes the next day, he saw Qiao Weiwei sleeping on the sofa, her makeup was stained, and there were dried blood stains on her face and hands...

The early morning sunlight scattered into the hall and hit her. Somehow, it made the man's heart tremble slightly.

"Ahem..." He coughed lightly and tried to get up. Because he moved too violently, the wound on his chest hurt.

When Qiao Weiwei heard the sound, she slowly opened her eyes, held on to her sore body, and got up.

When she saw him standing up, she immediately stepped forward to support him, sat next to him, reached out to touch his head, and said: "The fever is gone... Okay, you can go back to your original place later."

.”

After getting closer and taking a closer look at him, she felt even more that this man looked a lot like Liang Bo.

His narrow eyes swept over the washbasin on the floor and the wet towel. He covered his chest and looked at her. He moved his dry, bloodless lips and said feebly: "You have always taken care of me?

An inexplicable feeling moved in his heart that had been cold for a long time.

"Otherwise? Who else will be there? Since you are also awake, just call your friend and ask him to pick you up." Qiao Weiwei stood up, found her mobile phone in her bag, handed it to him, and said.

Liangbo's call came at this moment. When the man's eyes fell on the two words "Liangbo" on the phone screen, a trace of surprise flashed in his narrow and deep eyes...
Chapter completed!