He Is Warmer Than Time

She applied a cotton swab to iodophor and applied it to the wound. Gu Jingxing didn't even hum, but Song Ran felt pain in her heart.

Gu Jingxing put his hand on her waist and did not speak, so she was relieved to let her deal with the wound.

He used a bunch of cotton swabs, his wound was quite big, she couldn't help asking: "How did it hurt?"

"The bullet grazed it. It's okay. It's a minor injury. You don't need to be sad. This kind of injury will be almost healed in a few days."

Song Ran couldn't help but press it fiercely with a cotton swab. Hearing Gu Jingxing's snoring as she wished, she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm all injured, and I'm still trying hard. What kind of minor injury? You have to suffer multiple injuries to be called serious? Do you hate yourself for being hurt too lightly, don't you?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her waist, fingers trembling slightly, and without replying, Song Ran held up his face distressedly: "Did I press too hard?"

Gu Jingxing's face was pale, and there was no blood on his lips, but the smile in his eyes was spoiled: "It's not heavy."

Song Ran was really upset. He picked up a roll of clean gauze, cut it into small pieces, and pressed it on the wound. It was wrapped two more times and tied a knot. Only then did he notice that he was dressed very thinly: "How are you? Wearing so little? You didn’t know it snowed the day before yesterday, and Haicheng was octave below zero? You just wear a thin sweater, do you want to freeze to death?"

Gu Jingxing took her into his arms with one hand and whispered: "Because I am in a hurry to come over to see you, Xiao Ran, let me hug you."

Song Ran struggled, picked up the blanket on the side, wrapped it around him, and Gu Jingxing took her into his arms again.

Song Ran felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He couldn't say the words of reproach, and he didn't want to tell him the words that hurt. He could only nest in his arms and whispered: "Gu Jingxing, do you have to do this task?" "

He didn't speak, and she understood what he meant without him. It didn't have to be him.

She raised her head, cupped his face in both hands, and rubbed it lightly: "Since it's not you, why are you going? Huh?"

Gu Jingxing's eyes flashed, because he was afraid that the commander was thinking of you, because the huge disparity with the commander made me feel a sense of crisis, because I was eager to work, because I wanted to have the strength to protect you sooner.

In this case, he couldn't say it, his hand stroked her waist: "I'm back in safety, Xiao Ran, this is over, okay?"

Song Ran shook his head, with a painful expression: "Who knows if you will be like this next time, and forgotten your life, and forsaken me, Jingxing, I beg you, I beg you, don't let me I'm scared, okay? I can't stand it, I really can't stand it anymore. You don't know how I've lived this month, you really don't know."

Gu Jingxing pressed it into his arms with one hand, feeling so distressed that he couldn't speak.

Song Ran lay in his arms and murmured: "Mother Wu is right. I wait for your call every day, and wait for your call until late at night, because I want you to hear my voice immediately, so I dare not go upstairs. I go to bed and wait until midnight every day, but you are so cruel. You didn't call me a single phone for more than a month, not a phone call, no letter, Gu Jingxing, how can you do this to me? How can you be so bad? "

Gu Jingxing's kiss came up again, and he put her down on the sofa. He didn't want to talk, just wanted to kiss her, just wanted to make her feel at ease with the kiss...

Song Ran gently pushed his chest: "Your injury..."

Gu Jingxing lay on her body and kissed so much...

Click, the door was pushed open...