After walking all afternoon, his legs were tired and had no appetite to eat. Tang Qing left his handbag on the sofa and climbed into bed exhausted.

She fell asleep when she heard the nightmare outside.

She thought it was downing who had forgotten the key, turned on the light, got up from the bed, and went barefoot to open the door for her.

As soon as he opened the door, the moist cold wind blew in. I don't know when it began to rain again. Tang Qing shivered. As soon as the door opened, the shaking shadow in front of her suddenly fell down. She subconsciously opened her hand and held a full one.

"Xiao Fengting?" The man in his arms was cold and wet with water. He leaned against her arms like he could. His white eyelashes trembled slightly and opened his eyes to her face.

"Qing'er..." He called her with a gentle breath, and then called her again, "qinger..."

"Why are you here?" Tang Qing looked at his white transparent face and asked incredulously, "did you come all the way?"

Looking at Xiao Fengting's miserable appearance, she has completely ignored his discovery of her residence.

"Qing'er Why don't I give him back to you... " He slowly closed his eyes, "if you don't want me, I'll never see you again..."

His voice slowly fell down, and Tang Qing finally could not hold his body and fell to the ground with him.

Xiao Fengting fell silent on her chest. When she heard his last words, Tang Qing was scared to death. She raised her hand to probe under his nose. After she felt his breath, she determined that he was in a coma, not dead

"Sleeping trough, why is this guy here?"

Tang Ning came over from afar with the packing box, and was shocked to see two people lying down at the door.

She quickly put down the packing box, came up to help Tang Qing up, two women struggled to transfer the man on the ground to the bed.

"Is a men's bathrobe OK?"

Tang Ning finds out a set of unused bathrobes from the wardrobe and turns her head to Tang Qing, who is wiping Xiao Fengting's body on the bed.

"Yes, just change it for him."

Tang Qing looked at the faint Xiao Fengting, frowning.

Downing took the bathrobe and looked down at the man's face. "He doesn't have a fever, is he?"

Tang Qing subconsciously explored his forehead and found that it was really hot.

"There's a drugstore downstairs," downing put his bathrobe on the bed. "You can change his clothes while I go downstairs."

"I..." Tang Qing wants to say, isn't it changed together? Downing has grabbed the key and quickly ran away.

It's like I'm afraid of seeing dirt.

Tang Qing frowned and looked at the man lying unconscious on the bed, grasping the bathrobe with a face of difficulty.

Her eyes slowly fell on the leather buttons on his trousers, and then slowly moved back

Do you want her to take his pants off herself?

What about underwear?

Do you want to change your underwear, too?

Tang Qing grasped the bathrobe and showed a puzzled expression.

*

when Tang Ning came back from buying medicine, Tang Qing had already changed Xiao Fengting's clothes.

The man was lying in the quilt, his pale face flushed with fever.

His skin was so white that it was terrible to burn. Downing came to see him and asked, "he won't burn his brain, will he?"

Tang Qing was also a little worried, "do you want to send it to the hospital?"