She could still vividly feel the warmth his fingertips emitted on her palm—They were hot to the touch, as though he had a sweltering fever. That was why she had taken another glance at his face, noticing that it was paler than usual, but not to a worrying extent.
So, perhaps I'm overthinking this?
As Xu Wennuan pondered over it, her footsteps came to a halt.
He got drenched on the highway and drove through the night in his wet clothes, it would be weird if he wasn't sick… Moreover, that heat was extreme. There's no way that I'm wrong about this. Will he be okay by himself if he really is running a high fever?
We went our separate ways more than a year ago. If he hadn't bumped into me today, and I had not asked him for help, perhaps our paths would have remained uncrossed. His affairs have nothing to do with me… If he gets too sick, he can call an ambulance…
