When she returned to the aunt's house, Qiao An entered the house without saying goodbye to Xing Chen.
Xing Chen looked at her closed door and felt an inexplicable tug in his heart.
She was in the rain. Hopefully, she wouldn't catch a cold.
Xingchen brought the village belle home. They made ginger soup to ward off the cold and drank a bowl each.
Xing Chen looked at the extra bowl he'd deliberately made and fell into conflict and confusion. Since he was determined not to have anything to do with Qiao An anymore, why should he miss her? He might as well pour more ginger water into the pool.
As if that would curb his longing for Qiao An.
The next day, Qiao An had a cold.
Her head felt light and she began to have a fever.
