The air conditioner probably has a pretty big problem; the repairman has been standing there for almost several tens of minutes fixing it.

Meanwhile, Wenmo was responsible for cheering him on from the sidelines.

They would occasionally help wipe away sweat and hand over a glass of water, since the room without air conditioning was really hot, and the staff worked very hard.

Finally, looking at the air conditioner that was working again, the repairman wiped the sweat from his face and took a deep breath. "It's all set. The air conditioner was just fixed. I guarantee you'll sleep super cool tonight."

"Thank you so much, you've worked so hard." Wen Mo smiled and took out his phone, transferring the agreed-upon fee without saying a word.

Seeing the extra money in his phone, the driver finally smiled, feeling that his hard work for half a day hadn't been in vain.

After giving a few brief instructions, the master said goodbye and left.

Wenmo adjusted the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, stretched out his arms, and enjoyed the cool air.

"Xiao Lian! The air conditioner is fixed!" he called out.

Upon hearing this, Xia Lian jogged over, but her forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat, clearly indicating that she hadn't been idle just now.

What were you doing just now? You're sweating all over.

He looked at her with a puzzled expression, then pulled out a few tissues and wiped her face.

"Drying clothes out to dry."

She stood there quietly, letting Wenmo wipe her sweat.

Wenmo then realized that several tens of minutes had passed, and the clothes in the washing machine should have been washed long ago.

"Just leave it there and let me dry it. Look how much you're sweating."

Xia Lian gently shook her head. She didn't want to be a freeloader in this family. She always thought about whether she could help in any way and do what she could.

"I want to help Winmer."

Seeing that her seemingly lifeless eyes had unexpectedly gained a touch of determination, Wen Mo didn't know what to say. He could only pat her head and praise her a few times.

Since my cousin wants to help, then let's go help her.

Instead of stopping her, it's better to praise her a few more times; that way, both of you will be happy.

"Then I'll trouble you." Wen Mo smiled and stroked her head. "I'll help you move the bedding to this room in a bit. The air conditioner is fixed now, so you can get a good night's sleep tonight."

Sleeping on the floor is too uncomfortable; it's so hard. Wen Mo helped me put several extra mats on the floor yesterday, but it didn't help much. Besides, Xia Lian is a girl, and her body is already weak. If she sleeps on the floor for a few more nights, her bones might fall apart.

"Okay." Xia Lian nodded.

Wen Mo led her back to the next room. When they came out, he had a large bundle of blankets in his arms, while Xia Lian, who followed behind like a little penguin, was carrying a pillow.

A mattress was placed on the old bed, then a quilt was laid on top, and a pillow was thrown on top. The old bed, which was originally not very noticeable, suddenly became quite presentable.

"Not bad, not bad." Wen Mo clapped his hands and tried lying down for a bit.

It really has to be a bed; lying on it is so much more comfortable than on the floor.

Seeing Wen Mo lie down, Xia Lian was stunned for a moment, then hugged her pillow and gently lay down next to him.

The two lay there, enjoying the coolness brought by the air conditioning.

"Wenmo, air conditioning."

"Um?"

"Did it cost a lot of money to fix the air conditioner?" Xia Lian asked suddenly, looking at the ceiling.

The two were very close, and could even feel each other's breath, but Wenmo could not sense her emotions in those words.

"It didn't cost much, just a few dozen yuan." He rested his head on his hands.

He lied.

Actually, 150 yuan was transferred.

Wen Mo wasn't sure if this was a lot or a little. It was the first time he had ever asked someone to come and fix his air conditioner. He should have checked online beforehand.

Xia Lian was silent for a moment, then turned her head and gently rested her face on his shoulder.

"Wenmo, you're lying..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Mo looked slightly embarrassed, unsure of what had gone wrong.

After thinking for a moment, I remembered that the driver had used a certain payment platform, Taobao, to collect the payment.

"Payment received via Alipay, 150 yuan."

Damn, I forgot about that...

I didn't expect her to hear that; this girl has pretty sharp ears.

"I'm sorry, I should have told you the truth."

Xia Lian shook her head, but moved even closer.

"Thank you, Winmer."

She knew that Wenmo had hired someone to fix the air conditioner simply because she had moved in; otherwise, the air conditioner would probably still be gathering dust in the room.

"I really can do without air conditioning..."

"No, don't try to be brave. If you don't use air conditioning in the middle of summer, you might get heatstroke any day now," Wen Mo said.

He wasn't trying to scare Xia Lian; there really are many elderly people who, in an effort to save money, don't turn on the air conditioning in the sweltering summer, only to end up getting heatstroke and spending a lot of money on medical treatment. Isn't that just asking for trouble?

Moreover, Wen Mo always felt that Xia Lian's health was not very good. Her skin was frighteningly white, a sickly white, and her body was thin and small, making her look weak and sickly.

Just as Wen Mo was about to start lecturing her, Xia Lian suddenly spoke up cautiously, saying, "At my previous school, we didn't have air conditioning..."

"Huh?" Wen Mo was taken aback. "Didn't your previous school have air conditioning?"

She shook her head. "Yes, it has air conditioning."

These words choked Wen Mo back to his throat. He had originally thought that Xia Lian's previous school was a bit backward, so it was understandable that there was no air conditioning but only a fan.

"But we have to pay for the air conditioning..."

"..."

She remained expressionless, simply speaking slowly.

"All the students in the class have handed it in."

The air seemed to freeze. Wen Mo's initial joy at the air conditioner being fixed gradually faded, replaced by a hint of anger.

Did your parents not pay for the air conditioning?

Xia Lian shook her head, "I don't have any, go ask for it."

He paused for a moment, then instinctively asked, "Why?"

She seemed not to hear her and did not answer. Her eyes were calm and indifferent as she continued to talk about things at school, "If I don't pay for the air conditioning, I'll be kicked out by my classmates during lunch break."

"It seems like everyone's eyes don't really like me..."

Wen Mo listened attentively, pulling his arm, which was aching from using it as a pillow, to shake it. Then he asked earnestly, "Xiao Lian, could you tell me about your family situation...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Lian, who had been quiet, quietly reached out a hand and gently placed it on Wen Mo's lips, her eyes filled with indescribable emotions.

"Can I rest my head on Wenmo's hand for a while...?"

"..."

He remained silent for a few seconds, looking at the hand pressed against his mouth, his heart filled with indescribable feelings. Then he sighed softly and silently extended his right arm.

Xia Lian was like a quiet rabbit, hugging her pillow and curling up, gently resting her head on Wen Mo's arm.

"Thank you... Winmer."