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"": "Gu Yiren was burning hot.
Although her teeth were chattering and she felt cold, she was actually burning hot. Her face, pressed against Luo Bin's neck, was so hot that she was already sweating.
Luo Bin had plenty of experience with fevers and headaches. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around Gu Yiren's exposed ankles.
Gu Yiren curled up in his arms, her face against his neck and her hands tucked under the clothes over his stomach.
With a girl nearly delirious from fever in his arms, Luo Bin did not think much of it.
His body was cold.
Luo Bin had never noticed that before. Was it because this body itself was an evil spirit?
Was being ice-cold normal?
Time passed very, very slowly.
Luo Bin remembered a scene: Zhang Yunling crying in his arms.
Zhang Yunling had already been lying to him then.
Although Luo Bin told himself he had come to terms with it, and logically he should have, he still felt miserable now.
Zhang Yunling had fled. Where had she gone, and what was she doing?
Why had she killed people with You Jiang? Luo Bin simply did not know her reason for killing.
Ever since the incident with Yu Mingxin, one crisis had followed another. He had not even had time to ask.
Had Luo Feng known all along? Or was Zhang Yunling's reason for killing just as twisted, so the couple had kept it from him?
As those thoughts ran through his mind, Luo Bin wondered why it was so cold.
Only after a long, long time did Luo Bin realize that what was cold was his own heart.
That night felt especially long.
When the Pocket Watch finally showed 4:50, Luo Bin slowly shifted his body.