He Is Warmer Than Time

The broom in Wu Guixiang's hand fell to the ground. Her face was red and white, her mouth opened, and she couldn't say a word.

I felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and my hands trembled.

Upon seeing this, Song Ran hurriedly helped Gu Jing walk into the west room. She sat down by the bed and pressed him to roll his undershirt. Gu Jingxing finally snorted, "Xiao Ran, your injury... hurts." ?"

Song Ran shook his head: "I just suffered a bit and it didn't hurt anymore. You suffered a dozen times, Jing Xing, show me, if you need medicine, I'll go and ask your mother for it."

Gu Jingxing held her hand, lowered her head, her voice was dull: "Sorry Xiao Ran, you were beaten, I..."

"It's okay Jingxing, it really doesn't hurt, how about you, do you really hurt?"

Gu Jingxing stroked her fingers in a very soft voice: "I am her son. She can hit whatever she wants."

This word reached Wu Guixiang's ears, who was standing in the main room, and she was shocked, her eyes were hot, and she entered the east room with a calm face.

Song Ran put his finger under Gu Jingxing's undershirt: "Let me take a look, eh?"

Gu Jingxing sat on the edge of the bed, letting her roll up his undershirt, shining the dim kerosene lamp light, and seeing the red behind her, shocking, the wound seemed to scratch her heart, making her unable to breathe.

Song Ran felt very sad, and was about to get up. Gu Jingxing held her hand and was able to hear her voice restrained and forbearing: "Xiao Ran, I'm fine, just a little skin injury, it's not in the way."

"Is there no medicine for trauma at home?"

"There is no such thing."

"Then what to do?"

"Xiao Ran, with us, this little injury is nothing. After two days, it will automatically scab, it's okay."

When he spoke, his eyebrows were shaking. It hurts. It must be very painful. Not only the body hurts, but the heart hurts even more.

Song Ran's fingers gently stroked his wound, his heart twisted like a knife.

"Jingxing, don't confront your mother in the future, for you, I can bear it, I can bear everything."

Gu Jingxing grabbed her hand: "I don't want you to bear it. I don't like you being wronged."

She leaned her head on his shoulder: "You fool."

In the east room, Gu Weiguo, who came back after closing the door of the chicken coop, found Wu Guixiang sitting by the bed and wiped his tears, and suddenly panicked: "What's wrong?"

Doudou was already asleep on the big bed. Wu Guixiang beat her chest while lowering her voice: "Uncomfortable, too uncomfortable."

Gu Weiguo sat aside and asked puzzledly: "Did Jing Xing annoy you again?"

Wu Guixiang wiped her face: "Just now I talked about Jing Xing dropping out of school to become a soldier. In my heart, I feel very uncomfortable."

Gu Weiguo was puzzled: "Well, why did you talk about this?"

Wu Guixiang grabbed the corner of his clothes and wiped her tears, and sighed: "He wants to be with Song Ran alive, and said that he won't come back later. I got angry all of a sudden. When my brain got hot, I sighed him a few times. , And then he told me that he didn't go to university back then. He was very sorry. He said that he was at the station in Haicheng, squatting and crying all night..."

Wu Guixiang cried out again, crying and beating her chest as she cried: "In my heart, it's too unpleasant. It's because we are useless to tell the child to recite such a grievance. He never said that it would He also said that he doesn't like studying, I...I..."

As he said, Wu Guixiang smoked herself: "I made my child wronged, and I can't help him."

Gu Weiguo hurriedly grabbed her hand, frowning: "It was my fault, I was useless. It was my fault to let the person who hit me run away and let Jing Xing drop out of school."

The couple just sat on the edge of the bed, both of them in the room were very depressed and the atmosphere was dull.