After the four people finished eating, they stayed on the mountain for a while. When the temperature was no longer so low, they started to go down the mountain. When they reached the bottom of the mountain, the sun also quietly emerged.
Li Jing looked at the dazzling sunshine and said, "It looks like the weather is about to change. I wish everyone good luck."
Everyone at the bottom of the mountain got in the car and drove to the city. Zhuo Jian had a headache. The temperature in the car was comfortable, and she quickly fell asleep again.
But it didn't take long for her to fall into her dream again. He walked towards her on a rainy night, dressed in black. She recognized him just by his eyes, and she asked, "What are you doing here?"
He said: "Zhuo Jian, you can't escape."
"Madam? Madam?"
"ah!"
Zhuo Jian woke up from her dream and stared straight ahead.
Wang Rui turned his head to look at her frightened look, and couldn't help but frown in worry, "Are you okay?"
"Scared me."
She said weakly, then leaned back and looked out the window.
It turned out to be an old house.
——
"You don't know that last night, as soon as I told him that you went to the mountain and didn't come down, he immediately ran out with a slap in the face. It was raining so heavily, and he didn't care whether I, a mother, was worried or not. I asked him where he was going.
He ignored me, but I guessed that he must have gone to find you."
Wang Yue started typing furiously, remembering that he was so worried that he couldn't sleep for most of the night last night.
Zhuo Jian knew that she was really worried, but she didn't know how to respond, so she listened quietly.
"Did you have a good time getting along last night?"
Wang Yue suddenly changed the topic, stared at her and asked.
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought about last night, and her face suddenly turned red. After a while, she nodded: "Yes." Feeling that her response was too little, she continued: "It's just that his mysophobia has occurred again."
"His problem has been there for many years and it can't be cured. It's a good thing you're here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to look at him for even half a minute, let alone this long night."
Wang Yue preached.
Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly.
"Madam, I brought the thermometer."
The aunt came from a distance, holding something white in her hand. Zhuo Jian looked up and saw that it was measuring body temperature, and was a little startled.
"Well, let's check the young lady's temperature first. It was so cold last night and we were in the mountains. Don't catch a cold. I think she looks bad."
"yes."
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't have time to say anything. Auntie had already finished the test and the number was thirty-seven degrees three.
"What did I say? I saw that your face was a little pale, so I quickly asked the kitchen to prepare ginger soup for the young lady. By the way, prepare an extra portion and send it to the office building. Just say that the young lady asked you to send it."
Wang Yue made arrangements again.
Zhuo Jian frowned imperceptibly, why did he ask her to give it away?
"He said he wouldn't drink it if I gave it to him."
Wang Yue gave the answer without waiting for her to ask.
"He doesn't care about anything on the surface, but he actually cares about you in his heart. When you were young, he was sick, and when did I not ask you to care about him? Only you can make him take medicine honestly."
"ah?"
Listening to this, Zhuo Jian suspected that she had lost her memory. She had no memory of this at all.
"You don't even remember?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian shook his head dully.
There were two times, but he asked her impatiently: "Why are you so annoyed? Who do you think you are?"