"Ding-dong~"
But Wu Wenyue had just left for a moment when the doorbell rang again. Li Peifeng, who had just put his hand on the keyboard to type, was a bit puzzled.
"Did she leave something behind?"
Scanning the bedroom again, there was nothing!
"Why is she back again?"
Li Peifeng opened the door, and outside stood He Yimeng with a smile: "Came back to see how you're holding up."
Li Peifeng frowned slightly. Seeing He Yimeng's face, almost as white as her hair from the cold, he immediately pulled her inside: "Have you been waiting outside all this time?"
"Not exactly outside, just in the hallway."
Li Peifeng was at a loss for words. While holding He Yimeng's small hands to warm them, he instinctively asked: "Do you... need something?"
He Yimeng thought for a moment, then drew out her right hand and took out a box of medicine from her down jacket pocket: "Birthday gift, I want to deliver this no matter what."
