He Is Warmer Than Time

She was swaying, staggering, and occasionally a car passed by. Gu Jingxing drew her into her arms in fear, "Be careful, there is a car."

Song Ran broke free, frowning, and said vaguely: "Jingxing, I also know...I also know that I am drunk, but I can't control myself. My sister gets married. I'm happy, I'm so happy."

The street light was dim, and Gu Jingxing clasped her waist and said, "I know you are happy, I know."

Song Ran cried like a child with an ugly expression: "You don't know, Jing Xing, you really don't know... If my sister doesn't marry Yang Haitao, she will be with Zhao Mingyi... Zhao Mingyi..."

Song Ran suddenly broke free from him, kicked a camphor tree by the side of the road, punched the trunk with his fists, and howled as he beat: "Zhao Mingyi is a bad guy, a very bad guy, he Bully my sister, he beats my sister..."

She cried so badly. Although Gu Jingxing knew that she was drunk crazy, she still felt distressed, and distressed and felt that she was so cute. He quickly walked over, wrapped her in his arms, and comforted her softly: "Well, I I know that he is a bad guy and he will be punished. You see, you see through his tricks. He got nothing, money, or people. Xiao Ran, you are great, you are great."

Song Ran broke into a smile: "Really? Jing Xing, do you think I'm good?"

Gu Jingxing put her thumb on her cheek and wiped her tears: "Well, our Xiao Ran can bend and stretch, not only brings happiness to ourselves, but also brings a beautiful life to your sister. You are really great."

The tone of coaxing the child is the tone of a three-year-old child.

Song Ran howled again: "I also think I'm so powerful, but they... why do they always harm me? What did I do wrong? I am beautiful, is it my fault? Why is Wen Huihui so to me? Why? Do you want to steal you from me? There are so many men in the world, why did she take you away? I hate myself, hate the former self, hate me for being so arrogant, Jingxing...I am suffering...I am too suffering It's..."

Holding her face, Gu Jingxing had already cried into a tabby cat, pitiful, his heart was aching, and his voice became softer and softer: "No one can take me away. Gu Jingxing belongs to Song Ran, who belongs to Song Ran alone. "

Song Ran continued to howl: "Jingxing, God is really kind to me, how can I be? How can I save you? How can I change my sister's life?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her in his arms and gently stroked her long hair: "You deserve it, you deserve it."

Song Ran howled: "I'm especially afraid that my sister won't accept Yang Haitao. If she doesn't accept Yang Haitao and follows Zhao Mingyi nonsensely, what should I do? What should I do?"

She squatted on the ground, Gu Jingxing squatted down, and reached out and touched her face: "Xiao Ran, there is no such possibility. Your sister has already married Yang Haitao. She has obtained the certificate, and the banquet has been done. ."

On the contrary, he hasn't talked about Song Ran's character yet. Hey, his family Xiao Ran is still worrying about others. Can you worry about yourself?

Song Ran was full of tears and her eyes were puzzled: "Ah? Really? Is it nailed?"

His voice was firm: "Well, it's nailed down."

Song Ran howled again: "Jingxing, that's great, I'm so happy."