Lin Fan woke up a day later. When she opened her eyes, she was disoriented and didn't know where she was. The light was glaring, and she quickly closed her eyes, hearing noise outside.

When she opened her eyes again, there was crying outside, a familiar sound.

"Let me in to see her, I know she's fine. Qin Feng, let me in to see her."

"There's nothing to see, she's fine. I'll take her back to see you in a few days."

Qin Feng's mother stared at him, seeing his unshaven face and haggard appearance. He hadn't slept for a day and night, and his eyes were bloodshot. Since bringing Lin Fan back yesterday, he hadn't left the house, cooperating with the police but refusing to leave the room, standing guard at the bedroom door.

Qin Feng's mother choked up and suddenly cried, hugging him, "My child—"

Qin Feng's expression was very calm, "Why are you crying? She's really fine."

Because Qin Feng's behavior was too abnormal, Xiao Wang had run to tell Qin Feng's parents. Qin Feng had driven the company car, which had been towed from the hospital entrance. He found out Lin Fan was dead, which was hard for him to accept. But Qin Feng bringing the body home, what was that about? Had he gone mad?

Qin Feng's father sighed, looking grave. None of them had expected Lin Fan to be such a short-lived child. She died so soon. Qin Feng had never expressed his feelings for Lin Fan, but after spending so much time together, they could see it. Qin Feng loved Lin Fan. He had never taken care of anyone so carefully, only Lin Fan.

"What are you doing?" Qin Feng's voice was low and hoarse. He forced a smile, "Lin Fan is really fine, just can't see people now. Don't be like this."

Lin Fan had no breath; that would really scare them.

Qin Feng's mother clung to him, crying more sadly, "Child, life is long—don't be like this—"

There was a weak, hoarse cough from inside. Qin Feng's expression changed instantly. He froze, and the second cough was clearer. Qin Feng's mother stopped crying and looked over. Qin Feng let go of his mother, turned, and quickly opened the door. He and Lin Fan, who was getting up from the bed, locked eyes. After a brief silence, Lin Fan's vision blurred as she was pulled into a hug, her nose hitting Qin Feng's shoulder.

Lin Fan was still coughing, "Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng hugged her too tightly, almost choking her. He quickly loosened his hold. Qin Feng's parents also came in and were stunned to see Lin Fan, all dumbfounded.

"Lin Fan?"

"Uncle, Aunt." Lin Fan covered her mouth and coughed, feeling like she was coughing her lungs out. Qin Feng's mother snapped out of it and hurried out to get water. She thought of Xiao Wang's unreliable words, how could he say such nonsense? Lin Fan was fine.

Qin Feng carefully fed Lin Fan water, "Slowly."

After drinking, Qin Feng touched her forehead, the temperature was normal. Her breathing was normal too, her chest rising and falling like a normal person's. "Do you feel dizzy?"

Lin Fan nodded, after sleeping for so long, dizziness was natural.

"That—"

"What?"

The three of them spoke in unison, their eyes burning with curiosity. Lin Fan's face heated up, pushing Qin Feng, "I need to—go to the bathroom." She didn't dare to look up but couldn't find her slippers after getting off the bed. Qin Feng's father coughed, looking around, "Your mom and I will go out first. It's good you're fine, really good!"

The two left, closing the door behind them. Qin Feng carried Lin Fan to the bathroom, placing her on the toilet.

Lin Fan: "..."

"Need help?" Qin Feng had no intention of leaving.

Lin Fan's face turned red, "Can you leave?"

Qin Feng was about to leave but noticed her bare feet, quickly taking off his shoes and putting them over, "Don't get cold."

Seeing his careful behavior, Lin Fan felt a pang of sadness. Qin Feng went out and closed the door, "Call me if you need anything."

Lin Fan almost burst into tears. Qin Feng looked haggard, probably from staying up all night. His eyes were bloodshot. She stepped into Qin Feng's shoes, still warm from his body heat.

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Lin Fan didn't know how long she had slept. She remembered when Qin Feng took her to the hospital, she was still conscious. She was afraid Qin Feng would cremate her, but couldn't alert him she wasn't really dead.

It might have been Ouyang Yu's gift that caused her to sleep so long. Her clothes were clean, no bloodstains, and the shoulder wound was just a red scar, showing she had been stabbed.

Lin Fan dressed and walked over to wash her hands, looking pale in the mirror, her hair messy. She lifted her hair and smelled it, there was shampoo scent. Had he washed her? She dried her hands and opened the door, thinking Qin Feng must have been scared.

Unexpectedly, she saw Qin Feng standing at the door. Lin Fan looked up at him. His gaze was calm, watching her for about a minute before opening his arms, "Come here."

Lin Fan walked over and hugged his waist, burying her face in his neck, "Everything happened so suddenly, I was really afraid you'd burn my body, then—" Qin Feng pulled her out and kissed her. His kiss was hot and intense, surprising Lin Fan. She closed her eyes, her hands moving to cling to his neck. His kiss gradually softened, and after a while, he released her, wiping her tears, "Don't cry."

Lin Fan hadn't lost control initially, but at his words, she buried her face in his neck and cried, "Qin Feng..."

"Don't cry." Qin Feng smoothed her hair, "It's over now."

Lin Fan's voice gradually faded, "I was afraid I'd never see you again."

"You won't."

The person in his arms went limp, and Qin Feng's heart immediately tightened. He held Lin Fan and pulled her out, "Lin Fan?"

She was silent, but her breathing was steady. Qin Feng carried her to the bed, touched her face, and realized she might have fallen asleep. Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, covered her with a blanket, and went out to change into slippers. His parents quickly came up to him, asking, "What's wrong with her?"

"She—" Qin Feng didn't know what to say for a moment. "She has a special condition that the hospital couldn't treat, so I brought her home. There's really nothing wrong. Who told you otherwise?"

"Your colleague—" Before Qin Feng's father could finish, Qin Feng's mother nudged him and turned to Qin Feng, "Where's Fan Fan?"

"She's asleep."

"So quickly asleep again?"

"She's very tired," Qin Feng said. "She'll probably sleep until tomorrow."

"Is she really okay?" Qin Feng's mother was still a bit doubtful. "What's wrong with Fan Fan exactly?"

"She's fine. Did she look unwell just now? She'll wake up later, and I'll take her home."

Lin Fan indeed didn't look unwell. "How long has she been hungry? Has she not eaten all this time? I'll go buy some food for you."

"It's so late. If she's hungry, I'll handle it. Why don't you stay here for the night?"

"If Fan Fan is fine and you're fine, we'll leave now and not disturb you."

After his parents left, Qin Feng quickly went back to check Lin Fan's heartbeat. It was still beating. He took some clothes and went to the bathroom to shower. When he came out, Lin Fan had turned over but was still asleep. Had she woken up just to assure him she was fine? Qin Feng lay down beside her and found her hand under the blanket.

Little girl, you better not die.

The next day, Lin Fan was woken up by Qin Feng pressing down on her. She couldn't breathe and opened her eyes to see his large frame hugging her, with his leg draped over her. Her half body was numb from being pressed, and she struggled a bit, "Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng opened his eyes and stared at her for a while before lowering his head to kiss her.

Lin Fan struggled to avoid him, leaning back, "You haven't brushed your teeth!"

Qin Feng chuckled, rolling over to press her down, his arm blocking her head. He pecked her face, "Does it stink?"

He half-knelt between her legs, his dark eyes filled with love. Lin Fan's face turned red, and she pushed him, "It stinks."

Qin Feng kissed her cheek, "Don't dislike me."

Lin Fan laughed, squinting her eyes. The sunlight streamed through the uncurtained window, spilling onto the bed. Qin Feng's thumb brushed across Lin Fan's forehead, tucking her hair behind her ear. Lin Fan's legs had nowhere to go, lying on her back. Her stomach growled, and she pressed her lips tightly together, her face growing even redder.

Qin Feng laughed aloud, getting up and releasing her, "What do you want to eat?"

Lin Fan seized the chance to jump out of bed and run into the bathroom, embarrassed to death.

After tidying up, they went out for breakfast. Midway through eating, Qin Feng's phone rang. He glanced at the caller, hesitated for a moment, and then answered.

"What's up?"

"Captain Qin—" Xiao Wang hesitated.

"Speak."

"Lin Fan—"

"She's fine, she's right here with me."

"Huh? Really? I'm near your house."

Qin Feng gave him a location, "We're having breakfast here, come over."

In less than ten minutes, Xiao Wang arrived. When he saw Lin Fan, he was stunned for a few seconds and reached out to touch her face, but Qin Feng slapped his hand away, "What's up?"

Xiao Wang pulled out a chair and sat down, scrutinizing Lin Fan, "What's going on?"

"What do you mean, 'what's going on'?" Qin Feng said, "Do you have something to say?"

"Yes, you parked illegally and were criticized for speeding in the city."

Qin Feng watched as Lin Fan continued to eat her third bowl of wontons, showing no signs of stopping. He worried she might overeat.

"Okay."

"And there's a case. Captain Qin, you can't just drop it."

"Have you found Zhou Jing?"

"Yes, we found Zhou Jing's body on the night of the incident. The method was the same as the previous five cases. We found the murder weapon at the scene with Chen Xianghua's fingerprints. It's a pity, though, Chen Xianghua is dead, really got off easy."

Qin Feng poured Lin Fan a glass of water and pushed it over. Lin Fan stopped eating and looked up at Qin Feng, "If you need to go, just go. I'll head back after finishing my meal." She glanced around, "This isn't the best place to talk."

"I'll take you back before I go," Qin Feng said. "Your stomach has been empty for too long, eating too much isn't good."

Lin Fan scooped up the last two wontons and put them in her mouth, thinking about Zhou Jing's death. Zhou Jing didn't have to die. She swallowed the wontons.

Xiao Wang's phone rang. He glanced at it and stood up, "I have to go. There's still a lot to do. You need to come back and cooperate with the investigation. Lin Fan too, she was directly involved."

"You go first."

Xiao Wang hurried away. Qin Feng looked at Lin Fan across the table, "The Weibo blogger got the scoop from Zhou Jing. She spread the news about your school library being haunted."

As for why Zhou Jing did it? The person was dead, and there was no evidence. Everything was just speculation.