He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Also tonight.

An Ning arrived in Harbin with her parents.

Because An Nanhuai and Xu Shulan had classes in the afternoon, An Ning booked a flight at 7:30 p.m. It usually takes about two hours to fly from Beijing to Harbin if there are no delays.

When the three of them arrived at the place, it was already 9:30 in the evening.

It's very late.

The family of three took a taxi directly from the airport to the booked hotel.

After registering information at the front desk, I checked in.

It snowed heavily in Harbin tonight.

Eleven o'clock.

After taking a shower, An Ning lay on the bed and prepared to go to sleep.

She prepared a plan in advance and will go out with her parents for a day tomorrow.

Just turned off the lights.

There was a knock on the door outside the room.

In the hotel room, no one should disturb us so late at night.

Did someone walk into the wrong door? Or was it hallucination?

She sat up in bed and pricked up her ears. A few seconds later, there was another knock on the door.

She turned on the light, threw off the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the door, and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

A familiar male voice came from outside the door: "Ning'er..."

The voice was low and hoarse.

It sounds like a cold.

An Ning's heart skipped a beat.

Mobeizhou?

Why is this guy chasing me again?

Is it a dog-skin plaster?

So sticky!

She opened the door and saw him standing there, her heart skipped a beat.

In the season when water turns to ice, the lowest temperature in Harbin tonight is minus 22 degrees Celsius. Although there is no dead corner heating indoors, it is cold outside. Mo Beizhou is wearing only a thin coat, and the clothes underneath are the suits he wears during the day. A three-piece suit in crescent white and a long black windbreaker. From head to toe, everything was bought by An Ning when he and An Ning were dating.

This outfit is already too cold to wear in Beijing.

What’s more, it’s in Harbin!

Doesn’t this guy know how to stay warm or cold?

It’s getting cold, don’t you know to put on more clothes?

The key point is, where did he get all this water?

All wet!

Think about that day, and then look at what he is wearing. Does he want to freeze himself to death?

An Ning hasn't spoken yet.

Mo Beizhou, with his curly hair dripping with water and wet eyelashes, looked down at her with a wronged and pitiful look, blinking his clear and clean eyes: "Sister, I didn't book a room, can you take me in for one night?"

An Ning's heart suddenly skipped a beat again.

Memories overlap.

It was as if I had instantly returned to Manhattan in that winter...

In order to get into his house and to tease him, she stood at the door of his apartment on Christmas Eve, soaked in snow. She looked up at him pitifully, blinking and asking for help: "My heating is broken, can I stay at your house for a while?"

He asked her, "The heating is broken, where does the water come from?"

She said that she was going downstairs to buy something, but in fact she got wet in the snow on purpose to win his sympathy. After entering the corridor, the snow on her body melted and turned into water.

He asked her why she didn't bring an umbrella?

She said she forgot.

He commented on her mechanically: How stupid!

She was angry at him for not understanding romance, but at the same time she thought he was so cute for being so straightforward. With an even more pitiful expression on her face, she begged, "Can you take me in for one night?"

The memory comes back.

An Ning's eyes flushed slightly, and she asked him, "How did you get in if you didn't book a room?"

Mo Beizhou sniffed and said, "I was having dinner at his hotel, so he let me in."

An Ning asked again: "Where did you get the water?"

Mo Beizhou told the truth: "I came in a hurry and didn't bring an umbrella. I got caught in the snow, and the snow melted and turned into water."

When snow melts, it turns into water.

This is what An Ning said back then.

Word for word.

An Ning returned his comment to him: "How stupid!"

Mo Beizhou seemed to have expected her to say this. He grabbed a corner of her pajamas with his red, frozen hands. His whole body was wet, his eyes were even more wet, and his eyelashes trembled: "Sister, I am so stupid, so dumb. If you don't take me in, I might freeze to death outside tonight. Please take me in for one night, okay? Sister, please, sister."

An Ning forcibly pulled the corner of her clothes back.

He leaned sideways and said, "Come in."

Mo Beizhou was overjoyed and walked in.

An Ning brought him a pair of disposable slippers from the hotel.

After changing, he followed An Ning into the house.

The clothes on my body are wet.

The temperature in the hotel room is slightly higher than in the corridor.

Because of the temperature difference, he sneezed several times in succession.

An Ning pointed in the direction of the bathroom: "Go take a shower first."

"Okay." Mo Beizhou responded and went to take a shower.

An Ning called the front desk and asked the waiter to send over a men's bathrobe and a quilt.

The waiter quickly delivered the items as requested.

An Ning moved a stool to the bathroom door, placed the bathrobe on it, and knocked on the door: "The bathrobe is at the door, put it on after you finish washing."

Mo Beizhou's voice agreed from inside: "Yes, I understand."

An Ning originally wanted to go back to the inner room to sleep.

After thinking about it, I decided to wait for him to finish taking a shower first.

Mo Beizhou put on his bathrobe and walked to the sofa in the living room. He had a white towel hanging around his neck and was casually wiping his black curly hair. His hair was very thick and fluffy, and after a few wipes it looked especially soft, like black. With his rosy white skin, tall figure, and youthful vigor, he looked like he was full of hormones.

He smiled, revealing his white teeth, his eyes full of expectation: "Sister, it's so late, let's go to bed."

An Ning stood up and said, "You sleep on the sofa. Give me your ID card and I'll go to the front desk to register."

Sleep on the sofa!

Mo Beizhou felt extremely disappointed, but thinking that she had let him in was already a huge improvement, and the rest could only be done slowly.

He went back to the bathroom with his head hung.

He quickly came out with his wallet, found his ID card and handed it to her.

All hotels are real-name registered.

Check-in information is required.

An Ning went to the front desk to register her information.

When he came back, he was accompanied by a waiter.

An Ning paid the money and asked the waiter to take Mo Beizhou's clothes to be dry-cleaned. The hotel has dry-cleaning service, which is now a washing and drying service. If you take it to be cleaned at this time, it will be returned in a while.

It's very late.

An Ning asked the waiter to deliver it tomorrow morning.

The hotel room is a one-bedroom suite.

After the waiter left.

Mo Beizhou blocked An Ning's way into the inner bedroom to sleep.

He was only wearing a gray bathrobe at this time, which barely covered his thighs.

The two had lived together on Wall Street for more than a year, and had done such intimate things countless times. An Ning knew too well how exquisite his body was. He had fair skin, a good figure, and strong but not exaggerated muscles. At this age, he was the most capable of doing things. He could make her feel like she was dying every time, but she would sink uncontrollably again and again, and she couldn't refuse at all.

Mo Beizhou knew that she liked his appearance, so he looked down at her, grabbed her arm, and called her softly, "Sister..."