Han Yurou looked into the door.

It turned out to be a big courtyard with many rooms. No wonder he said he had roommates. It turned out to be so.

The yard was a mess, with broken tables, chairs, wood, flowerpots, stones... The lights were not very bright, so I couldn't see clearly, but it was really messy.

The light in one room was on, and Han Yurou guessed that it was Rong Jincheng's room.

He moved to the side to block her view: "It's too messy, don't look at it."

"Oh." Han Yurou looked away.

"Are you delivering me medicine? Why don't you give me the medicine?" Rong Jincheng was really embarrassed to ask her to come in and sit down.

The eaves at the door blocked the rain. Han Yurou handed the umbrella to his hand: "Help me take it."

Rong Jincheng helped her hold the umbrella, and her body temperature was still on the umbrella handle.

Han Yurou took her backpack from behind and took out a bag filled with medicine.

Rong Jincheng had a headache, felt dizzy, and still had a fever, but when she stood in front of him, he suddenly seemed to feel much better. It was a wonderful feeling.

He stared at her fingers intently, and she put her bag back on her back and handed the medicine to him: "Take it, they are all cold medicines. You will feel better if you take them. You can prepare some of these commonly used medicines at home.

, be prepared for any trouble.”

"A grown man wouldn't think of this. I don't usually catch a cold." Rong Jincheng's voice was hoarse and his throat was smoking. He was really uncomfortable.

"Summer is almost over, the weather will get cooler day by day, and it's easy to catch a cold."

"Then you should take care of yourself and wear more clothes." Rong Jincheng learned to care about others for the first time. Although the words he spoke were stiff and awkward, he could still be regarded as caring about others.

"I know, I'm pretty good at taking care of myself." Han Yurou looked at him, "If nothing happens, I'll leave."

"Wait a minute." Rong Jincheng called to her, "If you don't mind it... you can go sit in my room. If nothing else, just sit there and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

"Do you have any tea?"

"No... boiled water." Rong Jincheng scratched his head, but there was nothing. "How about I treat you some other time... treat you to some coffee? Please bring me the medicine at such a late hour."

"You helped me, you should."

Rong Jincheng knew it.

"It's not easy for you to come here. It's still raining outside..." Rong Jincheng muttered, hesitating.

Before Han Yurou could speak, the third child came back from outside.

"Xiao Liu, please sit down and be more enthusiastic. Are you as boring as you? There is a convenience store just a few steps outside. You won't die if you go buy a cup of milk tea."

Rong Jincheng: "..."

Han Yurou shook her head: "No, I'm going back first, I have something else to do."

"Then I'll give it to you." Rong Jincheng said.

"No, it's okay, I know the way."

"Send it off, there are a lot of people here, I don't worry." Rong Jincheng felt a little embarrassed, and he suddenly felt that he was not like this before.

The third child sneered and laughed out loud: "You can just let Xiaoliu see you off. It won't hurt if I give you a few steps."

Han Yurou did not refuse any more, as any further refusal would seem like she was being pretentious.

There are almost no street lights in this area, it is very dark, and the road underfoot is not very easy to walk, especially on rainy days.

"I'll get an umbrella, please wait for me." Rong Jincheng hurriedly ran into the house.

The third child: "..."

Children cannot be taught.

What kind of umbrella do you need???
Chapter completed!