He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran went to university, and he really slackened a lot in his schoolwork. Originally, domestic universities were strict in entering and leniently leaving. As long as they didn't fall in subjects, graduation from college would be no problem.

What she never expected was that because she was overly negligent in her schoolwork, at the end of the semester, advanced mathematics would fail. At that time, deputy head Gu, who had obtained full marks in the final examination of adult undergraduates, used a pair of hatred for iron and steel. He looked at her with eyes, and then helplessly teach her homework.

Of course, this is something to follow.

In short, she spent her energy on the art troupe and dealing with slut. In her studies, she really couldn't put her energy up and take care of it. After all, people's energy is limited.

After one week of class, and another day of miscellaneous work in the art troupe, Song Ran felt as if his body was hollowed out and returned home exhausted. As soon as he got home, he collapsed on the sofa in the hall and waved his hand to ask Ma Wu to do it. The food tonic her body.

Ma Wu was just talking about all kinds of things, such as letting you live at home, you wouldn't listen, and her face was bad.

Song Ran looked in a trance, outside'like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pears blooming'. In early April, the weather became much warmer. Song Ran drank comfortably on the eye sockets brought by Wu Ma, admiring the spring outside, feeling It's quite calm.

Song Xuan came down from the stairs, looked at the person who was lying on the sofa, and said disgustedly: "See if you are sitting like you are sitting here."

Song Ran put a leg up on the low table in front of her, raising her eyebrows to look at her sister: "Sit comfortably like this, sister, you try too."

Song Xuan sat down next to her, "Oh, is it too squeezed by the art troupe? The dark circles are coming out. I stay at home at night and I will get eggs for you."

Song Ran touched his eyes: "Okay."

Song Xuan trimmed her hair: "Don't be too tiring. You need to take care of your studies, and the arts and crafts troupe. You also need to take care of your friends. Can you not be tired?"

Song Ran waved his hand: "I can take care of it."

Song Xuan gave her a white look: "Don't get tired and get sick."

Song Ran: "Don't worry, I have a sense of measure, oh yes, has Yang Haitao come back?"

Song Xuan lazily replied: "I'm back, I just came back the day before yesterday."

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "Then...Where is Zhao Mingyi? Are the legs good?"

Song Xuan still has a lazy expression: "I am discharged from the hospital, but I have to walk on crutches. It may take some time to fully recover."

Well, when it comes to Zhao Mingyi's no special expression, Song Ran is pleased that her sister should have believed her words in a subtle way, and the liking for Zhao Mingyi should have long since disappeared.

It hasn't broken yet, but Song Ran has no evidence to prove that Zhao Mingyi and Shen Mengfang are at odds with each other.

This is not anxious, as long as her sister doesn't like Zhao Mingyi, everything is easy to say.

I only hope that Yang Haitao can work harder, and quickly conquer her sister, so she is too worried about her.

The pear blossoms outside also became delicate and beautiful, and the spring was bright and happy.

In the afternoon, her sister went to the company to take care of something. Wu Ma took a nap on the sofa, Song Ran sat a little bored in the room, and ran under the pear tree to feel the fragrance.

The small recliner was standing under the pear tree. Song Ran watched the Peony Pavilion. Jiang Feng played the Peony Pavilion yesterday. I have to say that Jiang Feng’s character is not very good, and the play is still OK. Song Ran is watching the playbook. Try to figure out the emotions of the characters in the playbook.

Suddenly, I saw a figure outside the yard, huh, what's the news?