He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing learned late at night and raised his eyes to see that Song Ran leaned on the chair and fell asleep long ago.

When he was about to fall down, he dashed forward and hugged her.

The person in his arms groaned. Without waking up, Gu Jingxing hugged her horizontally, her head lightly leaning against his chest, and his dependence on him suddenly gave him infinite tenderness.

The room was very dark, he gently put her on the bed, and pulled the neatly folded quilt to cover her gently. She slept peacefully and breathed smoothly.

In the darkness, Gu Jingxing could faintly see her outline, and stroked her fingers, rubbing them carefully.

She murmured, and he quickly retracted his hand, turned around, and walked out quickly.

After leaving the room, he cursed in a low voice, Gu Jingxing, why are you acting like a thief?

He sighed and returned to the sofa. There were scattered books beside the kerosene lamp, and his heart was beating violently. He had no intention of sleeping at this moment, so he picked up a book and continued to read it.

Seeing that the oil ran out and the lamp was dry, she finally threw away the book at hand, went into the room and looked at it again, and confirmed that she had not kicked off the quilt before returning to the hall.

The oil lamp went out and it was dark all around. He flicked a cigarette out, stood under the window, took a match out, and swiped it. The faint flame lit the cigarette butt.

The suddenly extinguished fire rose with the smoke, occasionally brightening his face.

There is still heavy goose feathers outside the window. Tomorrow, I will go deep in the mountains to test the operation of the tower base. Mountain roads will be difficult.

He leaned against the window, smoked a whole cigarette, then surreptitiously disposed of the cigarette butts, returned to the sofa, lay down, covered with a quilt, and slowly fell asleep.

Gu Jingxing fell asleep at three o'clock, and when he woke up, he smelled a scent. He frowned and exhaled. People who have always been energetic now have a little more laziness in their brows and eyes.

Didn't sleep well at night, can you not be lazy?

He got up and saw that there was a busy figure in the small kitchen, still in such a turbulent state, so he quickly got up, before the quilt could be folded, and hurried into the kitchen.

"Xiao Ran, what are you... doing?"

Song Ran didn't have time to turn around: "I'm making breakfast for you."

Gu Jingxing grabbed his face and said, "You...are you alright?"

Song Ran turned his head and glared at him: "Seeing people in the crack of the door, you are."

Gu Jingxing leaned over and smiled: "What did you do?"

Song Ran pointed out to him like a treasure: "The sweet potato corn paste, and two eggs are going to be fried, how about it, isn't it okay?"

Gu Jingxing touched her head: "True virtuous."

Song Ran triumphed: "Well, isn't it? You can wash up quickly, you can eat it in a while."

Gu Jingxing looked at the two eggs lying on the side of the stove, and said uneasy: "I'll fry the eggs. You Xingzi jumps on my hands and hurts."

Song Ran pushed him out: "Mother Wu and I have studied again. Are we already skilled workers? Hurry up and wash."

When Gu Jingxing was pushed out by her, she shook her head in relief and helplessly. He quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face. When he went into the kitchen again, he saw Song Ran holding the pot cover against his face, and carefully stretched out the shovel. After shoveling the pot twice, he quickly withdrew his hand.

Standing behind her, Gu Jingxing couldn't help but smile and said, "Journeyed workers are not as thugs like you."

Song Ran snorted, "Each person has his own form of expression, and it's boring to be the same. What do you know?"