He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing in the toilet finished his hand movement and leaned against the wall, panting violently.

He calmed down and returned to the hall. The people on the sofa were still sitting blankly. He lit a kerosene lamp and walked to her, his voice was a little bit sad and hoarse: "From now on... don't do this, you know? ?"

Song Ran nodded quickly: "I know... I know."

"Well, I'll get water for you to wash, and then go to the room to sleep after washing, eh?"

"How about you?"

"I still have to read a book."

"Where do you sleep?"

Gu Jingxing licked her thin lips and looked up at her: "I'm in the sleeping hall and on the sofa."

Song Ran glanced at the sofa: "Will it be cold?"

Gu Jingxing raised an eyebrow to look at her: "Otherwise?"

With his current sensitivity, even if it is sleeping on two quilts in the same bed, it is inevitable that he will do things that harm her out of control, and he cannot take risks.

Song Ran quickly got up and went out to the room with a quilt: "Don't you freeze."

Gu Jingxing raised his hand and wanted to touch her face. After thinking about it, he withdrew his hand again, with a low voice: "Xiao Ran, the floor is warm enough, it won't be cold."

Song Ran didn't ask him to help, so he soaked his feet in hot water, and then he was ready to enter the room.

There should be no calls tonight. Gu Jingxing was sitting on the sofa, reading a book with a kerosene lamp.

The light was very dim, except that there was light around him, and it was dark everywhere. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the contents of the book seriously, holding a pencil in his slender fingers, and occasionally writing and drawing on the book.

Song Ran was fascinated by this scene, and the rough man was also a bit more intellectual, Swen Junyi, so she couldn't help turning her toes and walking towards him.

Gu Jingxing heard the footsteps and looked up at her: "Why don't you go to sleep?"

Song Ran touched her neck: "Can I watch you study? I want to see."

"Are you going to distract me?" he said lightly.

Song Ran dragged a small chair and sat on the opposite side of the small table: "I just look at it from a distance and don't sit next to you, okay?"

Gu Jingxing put his elbows on his knees, gently supporting his cheeks, staring at her, "Song Ran, what's so beautiful?"

Song Ran sat cross-legged on a small chair, with a dazzling smile in the faint light: "Good-looking is good-looking. I like to watch you study hard, it's very charming."

Gu Jingxing lowered his eyes helplessly, and laughed in a low voice: "You can watch it if you want, don't freeze it with a piece of clothing."

"Well, I know."

Gu Jingxing has completely calmed down at the moment. He looked at the drawings in his hands with a pair of eyes. He got full marks in physics and mathematics during the college entrance examination. He has a natural talent for engineering design in science and engineering, so head Liang Will entrust him with important tasks and send him to participate in important projects.

But it is true that he hasn't touched books for several years. He has to adapt as soon as possible to live up to Liang Tuan's expectations.

The kerosene lamp light spread all over Gu Jingxing's body, and the spread was not large. It was almost faint by Song Ran's side. She sat in the dark, looking up from the ice and snow, and down to his serious face under the warm light.

She kept smiling, watching him so quietly.

Happiness is about that simple, a small house, two people who love each other.

I really want to hug him, I want to look at the white snow in his arms, and listen to his rhythmic heartbeat.

Well, just think about it, at least for now, this man can't even touch it.