It's getting dark, but Lao San and the others still haven't come back.

Rong Jincheng lay on the bed feeling dizzy and unable to hold himself up, so he got out of bed and boiled a pot of hot water for himself.

It was raining outside, not heavily, and the ground was wet.

He was relieved for the time being when he learned that Pan Wenguang was not looking for Han Yurou again, but it was not a long-term solution. Pan Wenguang was very vindictive. If he did this, he would be disgraced and unhappy.

The water boiled and he poured himself a cup.

I used to be in good health and rarely caught colds, but this time I couldn't stand it after a little rain.

He looked everywhere for medicine but couldn't find it, so he took it one more night. If the fever went away the next day and his headache stopped, he would be fine.

At seven or eight o'clock, Han Yurou called him again.

"Where is your place? I bought you medicine."

"How do you know I didn't take the medicine?" Rong Jincheng laughed, "Ahem."

Han Yurou: "..."

"The place where I live is not very clean. You'd better not come. It's raining outside and it will stain your shoes."

"I'll give you the medicine and leave."

"You're not afraid of me anymore?"

"..." Han Yurou was silent.

"Okay, come on, I won't do anything to you. Thank you for the medicine."

"Give me the address."

Rong Jincheng gave her the address.

People are more fragile when they are sick. In the past, he would not have let Han Yurou come over. It was not a good place for the delicate little princess to come.

But now, if he is sick, maybe he will look at her and be cured early tomorrow morning?

He used to be a romantic and an out-and-out playboy who never said "thank you" to anyone. However, Han Yurou was a scholar and a good girl with good grades. After getting to know her, he changed a lot.

She would say "thank you" to him, and he thought that he could also imitate her and say "thank you" to her.

Is this what they call "respecting each other as guests"?

Hey, although it's not very sour, it's still interesting.

After hanging up the phone, Rong Jincheng waited for her to come over.

There was no one in the big yard at the moment, and the boys didn't know where they were playing.

No one is nice enough to notice her.

The moment he reported the address, he felt Han Yurou pause for a few seconds. She had been in New York for two years and must have heard of this place.

This is not a nice place, a legendary slum.

When he thought that she was coming, Rong Jincheng quickly tidied up the room where he lived, folded his clothes and put all the messy things into drawers.

Turning on the light, he sat in the room waiting for her.

The rain outside pattered on the eaves and made a soft sound on the ground, but there was nothing else.

Not long after, Han Yurou knocked on the door.

She was carrying a black calfskin bag and a small flower umbrella in her hand. It was difficult to find this place, so she wandered outside for a long time.

Moreover, the people here are not very friendly. From time to time, some people look at her up and down, as if she is some kind of alien.

The streets here were not very clean and there were garbage everywhere. It was hard for her to imagine that a young man like Rong Jincheng could live here for two years.

You know, in the past, he couldn't stand the slightest bit of bad smell and discomfort.

Rong Jincheng came over and opened the door.

Han Yurou was wearing a white T-shirt and three-quarter jeans outside the door. When she opened the door, Rong Jincheng smiled at her.
Chapter completed!