He Is Warmer Than Time

The bungalows by the Huangpu River, in fact, the bungalows bought by Qin Mo and Tang Qingru's bungalows were almost across the river. Qin Mo, who had rescued his wounds, was lying on the bed, his face pale.

He is a person who has always been cold-blooded and merciless, but his heart has been blocked at the moment.

What he thought was that it was probably Song Ran's knife that had broken his piece, right?

Dr. Chen sat aside and performed various examinations on him. Seeing his young master frowned, he cautiously said: "Young master, you have lost too much blood. You have to recuperate more recently, so don't go out."

Qin Mo waved his hand: "Okay, you can't die, you can go out."

Doctor Chen wanted to take a pack of cigarettes out of his bedside without a trace, but Qin Mo detained it.

Dr. Chen had no choice but to withdraw like this.

As soon as Dr. Chen withdrew, Qin Mo lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. He took a cigarette in his hand and walked to the French window step by step. Every step he took, the wound in his heart was so painful that he pierced the lungs.

He walked to the bed, stood still, lit the cigarette, there was no light in the room, and it was dark, except for the light of cigarette butts.

Outside the window, there are thousands of lights, and every light is waiting for someone to return home.

He knows that no one has been waiting for him, since childhood, no one has been waiting for him, no relatives, no lovers.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky, and there was an atmosphere of celebration everywhere.

He smoked two cigarettes, then closed the curtains, the excitement was theirs, he had nothing.

The next day, in the Song's house, Gu Jingxing's full-time dad was very competent. He fed the baby early in the morning and changed diapers, and then said to Song Ran, "I want to go out and find something to do."

Song Ran: "Aren't you going to help me drive?"

Gu Jingxing smiled and said, "If things go on like this, maybe others really want to say that I am the son-in-law."

Song Ran hung on him: "It's up to them to say, you make money with your hard work, so we don't have a guilty conscience."

Gu Jingxing looked down at her: "After serving the two younger ones, you still have to serve the older one. I may have three children."

Song Ran put his arms around his neck and hooked his legs around him: "I only waited for a few days now. Are you bored?"

Gu Jingxing supported her ass: "It's not annoying, but I want to go outside and have a look. Maybe there is a suitable job."

Song Ran helpless: "Well, I respect all your choices..."

After breakfast, Gu Jingxing went out. As soon as his forefoot was gone, Song Ran went to Zou Long’s house on his hindfoot. The children who came to beg for sweets just left when they saw Song Ran, Zou Long touched the back of his head: "Two Miss, are you here to beg for candy too?"

Song Ran glanced at him: "Am I so naive? No nonsense, I will discuss important things for you."

Zou Long hurriedly turned his face and said to the people underneath: "You take the candy bag and keep it at the door. If there are any children coming over to beg for sweets, just give it to them outside."

Then sternly said to Song Ran, "Second Miss, what important thing are you going to talk about?"

Song Ran whispered: "I want to do Qin Mo."

Zou Long looked solemnly: "Second Miss, this matter is very difficult to handle."

"I'm not saying to kill him, I want to send him to jail."

Zou Long's expression became darker: "Second Miss, frankly speaking, it is more difficult to put him in jail than to kill him."

Song Ran chuckled softly: "Oh? Really? I have a plan, do you want to listen?"

"Second Miss, you said."