After she drove her car into the villa area, she realized that it had started raining outside without her noticing.
Su Ping's mood also became somewhat gloomy along with the continuous drizzle outside.
After parking her car, she held up her umbrella and walked towards the Su family's gate.
The air was already quite damp, and cool raindrops drifted onto her calves, causing Su Ping to shiver involuntarily.
Before she even got close, she could see someone sitting on her own steps in the distance.
To be precise, a teenager was sitting there.
I don't know how long he's been sitting there, but his hair is soaked by the rain, and even his white T-shirt is completely wet, clinging to his body in a semi-transparent way, revealing glimpses of his nice physique below.
Thankfully it wasn't nighttime, otherwise, seeing this scene on a rainy night, she would have had a hard time doubting that it wasn't something evil.
The boy had his head buried in his arms, but when he heard her approaching, he raised his head.
Through the rain, Su Ping saw his sickly pale face, and their eyes met.
"Senior, you're back."
When the boy saw her, he smiled, revealing his bright white teeth and looking very well-behaved.
Su Ping looked at Song Qi, unable to understand why he would sit in the rain in front of his own house.
"you……"
She had barely uttered a single word when she saw Song Qi stumble to his feet on the steps and then sway as he walked toward her.
As she walked, she muttered, "Didn't you say you were home? I've been waiting here for two hours and you haven't come out to open the door for me..."
His voice, which was originally that of a young man, now sounded slightly nasal, as if his heart had been drenched in rain. Before he even got close, his body was already leaning unsteadily towards her.
Su Ping was caught off guard when he wrapped his arms around her neck, and she barely managed to steady herself.
Under the umbrella, the boy's face was less than ten centimeters away from her, and his eyes looked somewhat unclear.
"It's so good to see you back."
He only managed to say those words before collapsing weakly against her.
The wet hair pressed against her neck, creating a strange sensation.
Su Ping poked his face and found it incredibly smooth to the touch, while also noticing his unusually high body temperature.
How long has he been standing in the rain? His body is burning up like this.
Su Ping sighed helplessly and could only reach under his arm to encircle his lean waist.
Although the boy leaning against her had fallen into a coma, he still instinctively reached out and hugged her waist, pressing his head even closer to her.
Because of the height difference between the two, he couldn't find a suitable position even after looking for several spots.
This only made Su Ping's neck itch even more.
With one hand holding the umbrella and the other encircling his waist, she had no spare hand to stop him from rubbing against her neck.
"Don't move yet. If we both fall down, I'll definitely pull you down with me."
After saying this threatening remark, Song Qi indeed stopped moving and obediently leaned against her.
Su Ping helped him walk up the steps with difficulty. He looked so thin, but he still had some weight to him.
After finally getting up the steps, Su Ping put away her umbrella and went to press her fingerprint to open the door.
However, after pressing the button several times, it showed that the fingerprint could not be recognized.
She glanced at her hands, which were covered in rainwater.
Just then, Song Qi started humming again, which made people feel strangely itchy.
"Be quiet and stand still."
As if he could hear her words, Song Qi, who was in a deep sleep, hummed softly and then obediently stopped moving.
Su Ping tried several more times, but still couldn't solve it.
Finally, feeling a bit annoyed, I rubbed my fingers on his body several times.
The boy became somewhat sensitive to her movements and shifted his body uncomfortably.
After feeling the raindrops dry, Su Ping pressed her fingers back on.
With a "click," the door finally opened.
Su Ping took a deep breath and helped Song Qi walk inside.
Aunt Mei and Uncle Feng are not here; they must have gone to the hospital for a follow-up examination.
Feeling Song Qi's body getting hotter and hotter, Su Ping knew that his body temperature was rising little by little.
If left unchecked, it might burn into a mentally impaired state.
Looking at the stairs over there, Su Ping felt her legs go weak.
Finally, as a second choice, she helped Song Qi walk towards the sofa in the hall.
Two more steps, one more...
Su Ping counted down in her mind, and finally reached the sofa. With a forceful pull, Song Qi's body fell down uncontrollably.
But he held her waist firmly, and she fell onto the sofa along with him.
The next second, she landed squarely on Song Qi.
She heard him groan, but the hand around her waist did not loosen its grip at all.
Instead, the force gradually tightened until the two were pressed tightly together.
As if he had found a sense of security, Song Qi closed his eyes and rubbed his chin against the top of her head.
After being helped inside and pressed against him like this, Su Ping felt her icy body gradually warming up.
Is this a blessing in disguise? She felt as if she had come back to life.
But the two of them lying on the sofa like this wasn't a solution. He had a fever, and they needed to find a way to bring it down.
Su Ping tried to pry his hands off her waist, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pry them open even a little.
Wasn't this person unconscious? Why does he still have so much strength, like an ox?
"Can you let go of me first? I'll go find you some medicine."
Hearing her voice and hearing her gently patting the back of her hand, Song Qi gradually loosened his grip.
Taking advantage of his relaxation, Su Ping used her strength to pry open his hands that were wrapped around her waist.
Upon feeling the person he was holding leave him, Song Qi's brows furrowed instinctively, and he reached out to sit up and look for them.
But Su Ping quickly grabbed her neck.
As if his vital point had been seized, Song Qi obediently lay down on the sofa and stopped moving.
However, Su Ping could clearly feel her Adam's apple bob under her palm, and it was a little hot to the touch.
Some thoughts popped into her head uncontrollably, so she quickly released his neck and turned to go to the kitchen to find the medicine.
Aunt Mei always keeps medicine at home. Last time Uncle Feng had a stomachache, she seemed to see Aunt Mei rummaging through a cabinet and pulling out a small medicine box.
After opening several cabinets, I finally saw the first-aid kit with the label.
Su Ping took out the box and opened it, and sure enough, she saw that there were a lot of medicines inside.
Prevention and treatment of some common diseases.
After finding the fever reducer she needed, Su Ping closed the box, put it back in its place, and turned to walk towards Song Qi.
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