It wasn't him after all

  However, she was so weak all over that she couldn't move at all, and couldn't even budge!

  "Lin Ruofeng...... I......" Xu Bingling heard the commotion outside getting louder and louder, she called out with great effort, her voice was hoarse and low, it seemed like even she herself couldn't hear it, as if she was just moving those pale and dry lips, a weak sound coming from her throat, but the people outside couldn't hear it at all.

  With a loud "bang", as if it had shattered the stillness of the night sky, the door was pushed open.

  Xu Bingling turned her head with great effort, borrowing the faint moonlight outside to take a look, staring wide-eyed with those empty eyes, weakly opening her mouth: "How, how is it you?"

  Xu Bingling's throat was so dry that it hurt, and when she struggled to say this sentence, her throat felt like it was being cut by a knife.

  "What's wrong? You look so disappointed. Are you having a bad relationship with others? Every time, you're being bullied and every time someone appears by your side, it's always me!" Cheng Song furrowed his brow, walking towards Xu Bingling in big strides. Without saying another word, he domineeringly swept her up horizontally: "Hug my neck, or don't blame me if you fall off!"

  Xu Bingling was anxious for her own life, obediently listening to him, and with great effort, she placed her hands on his shoulders and snuggled into his arms.

  The moonlight is hazy.

  Cheng Song rushed out with a worried face, holding Xu Bingling, while Lin Ruofeng, hiding at the staircase entrance, clenched her fists extremely tightly, her fingernails deeply embedded in her palm, yet she felt no pain.

  At this moment, he only felt that in his stomach there was a breath that could not be spoken, tightly pressed on his chest, extremely uncomfortable.

  After He Qingling left with Xie Song, Lin Ruofeng finally slammed the fist he had clenched tightly earlier onto the wall. This time, it seemed like he used all his strength, gathering all his energy into that punch. Instantly, blood seeped out of the back of his hand. The bright red blood looked particularly eye-catching under the moonlight, deeply stinging Lin Ruofeng's heart and eyes.

  Cheng Song held Xue Bingling and sent her to the hospital, where she had a high fever. The doctor said that if they had been late by just a little bit more, it would have likely turned into pneumonia, what a hassle.

  That night, Xu Bingling was drowsy again. The next day when she woke up, she looked around and found that the clean hospital room only had Cheng Song in it.

  Cheng Song leaned back in his chair, head tilted high, mouth slightly open, sleeping soundly. Xue Bingling thought to herself: He must have been taking care of her last night, so he's exhausted!

  Xu Bingling's mouth was parched, she really wanted to drink water, her throat was extremely dry, and she couldn't help but swallow some saliva. Her throat felt like it was being cut by a knife, as if the sharp blade was cutting her throat inch by inch.

  Xu Bingling saw a table next to her with water on it, wanted to reach out and grab it, but ended up knocking over the thermos bottle with a loud crash.

  Of course, this sudden burst of noise woke up Cheng Song who was fast asleep.

  At this time, Cheng Song opened his sleepy eyes, which still had bloodshot, looking extremely tired. This Cheng Song made Xu Bingling feel a little unbearable!

  "Right, sorry... I woke you up!" Xi Bingling's hoarse voice was really hard to hear.

  "Silly girl... you woke up and didn't call me?" Cheng Song pressed the bedside bell to let the nurse come in and tidy up.