He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing dragged Song Ran back without saying a word. He quickly left the bazaar, walked onto the alley, and walked to the army guest house.

Song Ran saw that he was not talking, and knew that he was upset, so he quickly said, "Jing Xing, are you angry?"

Gu Jingxing squeezed her hand, muffled, and walked forward.

So he went back to the guest house all the way, Song Ran took off his army coat and cotton-padded jacket, and took Gu Jingxing's hand with a sincere expression: "I shouldn't let you run around and let you worry about it. It's my fault. "

Gu Jingxing's expression did not ease, and Song Ran said again: "I shouldn't expose myself to riches easily and get myself into danger. Jingxing, don't get angry, okay?"

Gu Jingxing lowered his eyes and stared at her. Song Ran was a little unpredictable about the content in his deep eyes, but she knew that he was still angry.

Gu Jingxing gently pushed her away, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to eat at noon?"

Song Ran felt a little weak and grabbed his wrist: "Jing Xing, it's just a false alarm. I have nothing to do. I promise that I will never run around in the future. I won't be angry anymore, okay?"

Gu Jingxing broke free gently, and said in a low voice, "I'm not angry."

After speaking, I entered the kitchen and started busy lunch.

This day is New Year’s Eve, because most of the soldiers guarding the frontier here can’t go home, so many family members came to the guest house. There was a lot of lively in the compound, and many children ran around chattering around. .

Gu Jingxing was carrying a coal stove to go out and start a fire. Song Ran wanted to go out with him, but he stopped him: "It's cold outside, you just wait in the house."

After speaking, he walked out blankly.

Song Ran walked to the window and looked downstairs with the window. In the courtyard, Gu Jingxing squatted halfway by the coal stove, stuffed a briquettes into the stove, stuffed some broken wood, and put a handful on top. Then he took out a match, carried the wind, slammed it, and ignited the hay. He hurriedly waved the small cattail fan in his hand and fanned it against the vent under the stove. The smoke was everywhere. He seemed to cough twice, and then Fan the wind intently.

They were on the third floor, not high, she could clearly see Gu Jingxing's expression on the window, he always frowned, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

She felt that the behavior of running around without authorization made him feel uneasy.

After Gu Jingxing brought in the coal stove, Song Ran ran to him again and pulled his hand: "Are you still angry?"

The man looked cold and didn't look at him: "I'm not angry."

Song Ran was immediately annoyed, and followed him into the kitchen. When he put down the stove, he pressed him to the window: "Gu Jingxing, why do you face me coldly?"

Gu Jingxing looked down at her and saw that her eyebrows were frowning, her eyes flashed, her throat slid up and down, but she didn't speak.

Song Ran really hit the cotton with a punch. There was no way to do anything about it. He just said more anxiously: "Jingxing, I'm fine. I promised that I won't be this wayward in the future. What do you want me to do? The matter is over. Now, do you want to show me this face all the time? What do you want from me to speak to me?"

Gu Jingxing stared at her, raised his hand, and touched her face: "That pile of things is not worth four hundred yuan, why should you buy it? Even if it is really worth four hundred yuan, you are not the only customer. You don't need to spend so much. He bought all the things on his stall, so he revealed his wealth, and was targeted by the gangsters, Song Ran, why did you do this?"