She trembled with sensitivity for a moment.
She knew it was him, she could even recognize the sound of his footsteps.
Wen Xian's fingertips slipped through her hair, her eyelashes quivered, she took a deep breath and got up.
Her hand reached directly for the doorknob and opened the door.
But then, because of the sudden rise, the lack of blood supply to her head made her dizzy, and she fell headlong into him at the door.
"Wen Xian!? Wen Xian...!?"
Lu Xiao was shocked when she fell into his arms as soon as the door opened.
He immediately scooped her up in a horizontal carry.
"...It's nothing, put me down, I'm fine..."
Wen Xian leaned against his chest, inhaling the familiar, crisp scent and felt her eyes inexplicably heating up and souring.
Maybe she was sick.
Why couldn't she control her emotions all the time.
"Tell me where it's uncomfortable, I'll call the doctor over right now."
