Isn't It Too Irresponsible Of You Not To Extinguish The Fire You Started Yourself?

"Are you cold?" Wei Zhijuan, herself, was dressed like a bun, which Xian Yijun had made her as she went downstairs to prevent her from catching a cold. She draped another woman's jacket over Cui Luixian's body and handed her an umbrella. "Do you live far away from here?"

"A little far. I live in a dormitory managed by a supermarket manager. I only stayed there for a few days."

"Then I'll ask my boyfriend to send you back to your dorm."

Cui Luixian looked up with a grateful smile on her face. She was about to say something back when she heard Wei Zhijuan continue, "He's driving. We'll send you back together."

Cui Luixian immediately stopped and shook her head slowly. "I'd better not disturb you guys. I'm wearing a lot of clothes now, and I also have an umbrella with me. I'll get a cab soon."