63. Chapter 63 The "Correct" Way to Open a Man's Heart (9)

After returning home, Su Rourou was scolded by Lin Shu without any suspense. But because she had her first "intimate contact" with her male god, she was happy in her heart and did not take her mother's blame to heart.

After dinner, she was about to pick up her schoolbag and go to Luo Yichen's room to do homework as usual, and suddenly received a text message from Luo Yichen.

"I'm sick, you study by yourself tonight!"

Su Rourou frowned: A monster like Luo Yichen can also get sick, right? Isn't it said that the evil will last for thousands of years?

Should she go to visit him? After all, today he comforted her when she was most sad...

Thinking of this, she climbed over the window again without saying a word, but unexpectedly found that the window of Luo Yichen's room was locked and she couldn't get in at all.

Squatting on the windowsill and blowing the wind for a while, she couldn't accept this fact.

In the past ten years, the windows of Luo Yichen's room have never been locked. She always deliberately climbed over the window and made trouble in his room.

Usually, she would lock the window of her room. But Luo Yichen would usually notice it soon and shamelessly threaten her to open it by various means.

But now, the window opposite that had always been open for her was closed like this? Why?

Because he caught a cold and was afraid of the wind? Afraid of catching a cold? But it was summer now!

Su Rourou felt that her mind was in a mess and she almost fell off the windowsill. She held the window frame of her house in time and bit her lower lip hard: Since Luo Yichen could send a text message to ask her to open the window, she could too!

So, she took out the mobile phone in her pocket and typed a few words: Open the window! I want to go in!

I thought I had to wait for a while, but I didn't expect that the window of Luo Yichen's room opened with a bang as soon as the text message showed sent.

The "sick" Luo Yichen stood in front of the window and looked at her expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"

His face was a little pale, and his usually rosy lips were also a little pale, as if he was really sick...

Su Rourou pushed him away and jumped into the house.

The room was dark, with only a night light on.

Su Rourou remembered that she was visiting a patient, so she tried to make her tone sound gentler: "Are you sick? What's wrong?"

Luo Yichen ignored her, went back to bed and lay down, covering his chest. It was stuffy and blocked there, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't muster the energy to do anything.

Su Rourou was a little strange, as if he was angry with her? Why did he deliberately ignore her questions? But she didn't provoke him today!

"Hey, I'm asking you a question!" She walked to the bed, folded her arms around her chest, and looked down at him.

When Luo Yichen saw her coming, he turned over and faced her with his back, still not speaking.

Su Rourou was unhappy now. She came to see him with good intentions and spoke to him in a nice voice, but he treated her with such an attitude?

She raised her foot and kicked his bed board: "Why are you angry again? How did I provoke you?"

Luo Yichen suddenly sat up from the bed, grabbed her hand and stopped her action: "Have you had enough trouble? I am a patient now, I need to rest! Get out!"

"I..." Su Rourou blinked her eyes, a little aggrieved, "I just came to see you... Why are you so fierce?"

In memory, although Luo Yichen always liked to tease her, he had never spoken to her in such a tone.

"I'm fine, you go back!" Seeing her like this, Luo Yichen's tone softened a little, but it was still very cold.

"Go back if you want, so fierce..." Su Rourou muttered softly, turned and walked to the window sill.

Luo Yichen opened his cold eyes in the dark, watching her small back jump onto the table, and finally disappeared into the night...

"I asked you to go back, you go back? You won't even insist a little..." He muttered to himself, covering his head with the quilt.

Yes, he was ill, he felt very unwell all over - especially, his heart.