Translator: Atlas StudiosEditor: Atlas Studios
Fu Chen had taken a plane here by himself and didnât bring Shi Fang with him. Although Qian Jiang was guarding Song Fengwan in Nanjiang, he was very sensible and gave himself a vacation.
âThere were too many people waiting in line for a taxi, so the two took the bus to the hotel first.
âThe bus was full. Fu Chen held a hoop on the top of the bus with one hand and Song Fengwan with the other. The bus stopped every now and then, and the inertia made the people inside sway.
âDonât tell me you really have a fever?â Song Fengwan looked up at him. They had left the airport for more than half an hour, but the heat on his body hadnât subsided at all.
âMaybe.â The temperature difference between north and south was too great. Fu Chen had arranged his schedule in a hurry, and he had already been sweating a lot before boarding the plane.
âLetâs go to a pharmacy to buy a thermometer later. If you really have a fever, buy some medicine,â Song Fengwan reminded carefully and seriously. She even reached out to cup his face and check his temperature.
She was like a little housewife.
Fu Chen smiled. âOkay, Iâll listen to you.â
After the two of them got off the bus, they had to walk across a block to reach the hotel. When they passed by a pharmacy, Song Fengwan quickly entered. âAuntie, please get a thermometer.â
âDo you want electronic or mercury?â The clerk sized up Song Fengwan. Because the weather was hot, she had put on a baseball cap after getting off the bus, and her facial features couldnât be seen clearly.
âElectronic.â Song Fengwan had already taken out her phone and was preparing to scan the QR code to pay.
âYou only want this?â The clerk brought a thermometer over.
Song Fengwan nodded.
Qian Jiang had booked the hotel room in advance, so they only needed to enter the room password. There was no need to verify the room card. Fu Chen led Song Fengwan straight to the hotel room. It was already evening, and there were many people coming and going in the hotel.
Song Fengwan had been following Yan Wangchuan to his company recently and had gotten to know many people in Nanjiang. Afraid of bumping into someone she knew, she hid beside Fu Chen.
The people in the hotel seemed to have seen this situation many times before and didnât pay attention to them at all.
âWhen they reached the room, Song Fengwan opened the packaging of the thermometer. Letâs take your temperature first.â
âTll take a shower first.â
âYou may really have a fever. Check your temperature. If your temperature is too high, Iâll go buy you medicine.â Song Fengwan was very stubborn.
Fu Chen took the thermometer. âI just walked around outside. My body is really hot now, so itâs definitely not accurate. Iâll check later.â
Song Fengwan nodded, picked up the electric kettle at the side, and boiled some water.
Accompanied by the sound of the electric kettle boiling waterâ¦
Fu Chen took his temperature, and he was a little feverish. Song Fengwan planned to get him some fever medicine, but Fu Chen said bluntly, âLet me take a shower. We still have to go out for dinner. Weâll buy it later. Thereâs no hurry.â
âCan you delay a fever?â
âIT shower fast. It will only be a few minutes.â
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After the two of them went out, they didnât go to any big restaurants and ate at a food stall by the roadside. Yan Zhile had brought Song Fengwan to this food stall before. Although the environment was a little noisy, the food was very delicious.
After dinner, they strolled on the beach for a while before Qiao Aiyun called.
âHey, Mom.â Song Fengwan felt guilty and moved away from Fu Chen.
Fu Chen lowered his head and stepped on the soft sand. He felt upset and kept feeling like a wild man who couldnât appear in the light.
âWhen are you coming back? Itâs almost ten.â Qiao Aiyun had already gotten into bed and was preparing to sleep. Seeing that Song Fengwan hadnât returned after so long, she naturally had to call and ask.
âTm with my friends⦠Erm..â Song Fengwan gritted her teeth. âWe still want to sing later, so I might not go back?â
âYouâre not coming back?â Qiao Aiyun supported her waist and sat up straight.
Yan Wangchuan was leaning against the head of the bed and reading some books on parenting. When Qiao Aiyun said that Song Fengwanâs friends came today, he had guessed that it was Fu Chen. Now that she said that she didnât want to go home, it must be him
âYes, I havenât seen them in a long time. We were high school classmates.â
âHigh school classmates.â
Song Fengwan was indeed a smart little fox, and she had specially said that they were high school classmates.
Regarding her remarriage, Qiao Aiyun had always felt apologetic to Song Fengwan. After all, she had made her leave her hometown and follow her to Nanjiang. She was unfamiliar with the place and didnât have many friendsâ¦
The words âhigh school classmatesâ poked at her heart, and Qiao Aiyunâs heart finally softened.
âOkay then. Be careful and come back early tomorrow.â
âThank you, Mom.â Song Fengwan smiled and hung up.
Fu Chen was still kicking the sand under his feet dejectedly. When he saw Song Fengwan jogging over, he hugged her in his arms and said, âI donât have to go home tonight.
âHave you talked to Aunt Yun?â
âYes, she agreed and asked me to go back early tomorrow. Do you want to go to the night market or have a late-night snack?â
âhave a fever and feel a little dizzy. Letâs go back.â