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On a chilly autumn night, heavy rain suddenly fell the next day.
As Yue Ran stepped out, her mind was elsewhere, and she forgot to bring an umbrella. Fortunately, A Jian held an umbrella over her and escorted her all the way from the school.
Passing by the Minsheng Hall pharmacy, Yue Ran caught sight of someone across the street, battling against the wind. One hand held a tattered paper umbrella while the other cautiously probed the ground with a cane.
A string of medicine pouches hung around his neck, and his old coat was nearly soaked through by the downpour. Suddenly, he stepped into a puddle and fell heavily to the ground.
Her heart skipped a beat; disregarding the pouring autumn rain, Yue Ran rushed over to help him up. "Are you alright?"
A Jian, worried she might catch a chill, followed with the umbrella and saw who Yue Ran was helping. "It's you."
Liu Langrun stood still, rainwater streaming down his cheeks. His face was flushed, and his breathing was rapid.
"How could you come out in such heavy rain?" Yue Ran anxiously touched his forehead. "You're burning up."
Liu Langrun avoided her hand, gripping his cane tightly. With indifference, he replied, "Thank you. Bi'er is seriously ill; I need to get back quickly to prepare medicine."
A rich bitterness spread in Yue Ran's mouth. This person was sometimes gentle and sometimes cold towards her, but for some reason, she could never let go once she saw him.
She grabbed his arm. "Wait. Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, and now you have to take care of an elderly person. Let me help you; consider it a thank you for saving my grandfather."
Liu Langrun paused for a moment; however, this time he did not refuse.
A Jian blocked her way. "Have you forgotten Mr. Yue's words? I really think this person is quite strange. Come back with me."
"He saved Grandpa's life, and now he has caught a cold. There is also an elderly person at home who is seriously ill. Can you bear to just stand by and watch?"
Yue Ran handed him the books she was holding. "Tell Grandpa I'll be back later."
When they arrived at their residence, Liu Langrun barely had time to change out of his soaked clothes before he stumbled to Bi'er’s bedside to check on her.
The person on the bed was breathing weakly, which made his heart sink. Remembering the divination from yesterday, he feared that Bi'er might...
Worry gnawed at him, and his head felt heavier. He collapsed onto the bed, and in a daze, he vaguely heard Yue Ran's anxious voice nearby.
"Ah, both of them are sick." Yue Ran struggled to half-drag, half-carry him to the intricately carved bed, removing his wet clothes and drying him off before covering him tightly with blankets. Then she went to prepare medicine and boil water.
Once the water was ready, Yue Ran laboriously moved the wooden tub into the room.
Liu Langrun seemed to be in a nightmare, mumbling something incoherently, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, and the blanket had slipped off him.
Yue Ran sighed inwardly. Had she owed him something in her past life?
She removed the last pair of pants from Liu Langrun and carefully moved him into the wooden tub.
The steam made his face flush red, droplets of water slid down from his hairline over his cheeks and collarbone before disappearing into the waistline. Yue Ran stared at him blankly, somewhat lost in thought.
Why does this person always give him a sense of distant familiarity? A familiarity so deep that it feels etched in his heart, an irresistible pull at first sight.
Liu Langrun, slightly regaining his senses from the steam of hot water, felt a soft hand brush against his face, accompanied by gentle calls: "Langrun, Langrun..."
A surge of overwhelming joy filled his heart as he grasped the delicate wrist and pulled her into his embrace, splashing water onto his face.
Yue Ran felt his strength was extraordinary, holding her tightly in his arms. His heated lips lingered on her cheeks and neck, and in the blink of an eye, he lifted her skirt in the water.
A wave of intense pain surged from beneath her, leaving marks on his back as she turned pale. Yet, she heard his muffled whispers: "Don't leave me, Ming Lai, Ming Lai..."
The room was filled with a seductive atmosphere.
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