She has a fever

Today, Mike has no schedule, so he spends all his time at home reading, surfing the web, and answering fan mail.

Putting the book down, he pinched lightly between his eyebrows and looked out the window, the rain still hadn't stopped.

'Cindy doesn't have an umbrella, she'll get wet. Has she found a job yet?' Mike spoke to himself. 'Why should I care about her?'

Suddenly, he heard the bell ring.

He furrowed his eyebrows. 'Who is that? Is it Cindy?'

The doorbell rang again. Without hesitation, he walked over to the door and opened it.

In front of him was Cindy with her body drenched in rainwater. Her hair sticks to her face. Her lips were purple. Her whole body shivered from the cold.

"I... I'm sorry... I'm bothering you again... I really don't know where to go." Cindy said in a weak voice.

"Don't say that. I promised to have you here, so you don't have to worry. I'll keep my promise. Come in." Mike stepped back to let her in.

"But I..."

Mike cut her off. "Stop talking. Come in, please."