He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing ran and ran back, fearing that Song Ran would be hungry.

As soon as I entered the dormitory, I opened the stainless steel lunch box on several floors: "This is a steamed bun filled with greens and mushrooms, this is a stuffed bean paste, you all love to eat it, and there are boiled egg mung bean porridge and pickled edamame. You can eat more. ."

Song Ran sat on a stool and reached out to take the steamed stuffed buns that Gu Jingxing handed over. He took a sip of porridge and steamed stuffed buns. Then he drank the porridge with edamame and edamame.

Song Ran took a bite and took a look at Gu Jingxing. Gu Jingxing had high eyebrows, nose and eyes, and his eyes were extremely marked. His skin was healthy, barley and full of masculinity. She kept staring at him like this, as if she was afraid that the person sitting opposite would evaporate out of thin air. of.

Gu Jingxing was a little uncomfortable when she looked at him, and he was worried that Song Ran had been wronged at home, that would suddenly change his temperament.

He tentatively asked: "Did you quarrel with your Aunt Shen? Then your father trained you?"

Shen Mengfang was the continuation of Song Ran's father Song Guoqing. Song Ran couldn't look at her, so he said a lot of bad things about her on Gu Jingxing's side.

Song Ran shook her head, without saying a word, she couldn't explain to him, and explained that Gu Jingxing would treat her as a mental illness.

Gu Jingxing didn't ask anything anymore, and when she turned around to ask her elder sister, she knew the ins and outs.

The weather was hot, and Song Ran had something in his heart. After half of the steamed buns and half a bowl of porridge, he couldn't eat anymore.

She glanced at Gu Jingxing: "I...I can't eat it anymore."

"Take two more bites, you see how thin you are."

Song Ran shook his head: "I really can't eat it anymore."

Gu Jingxing took the bowl in front of her, poured all the porridge she had left into her bowl, took half of the bun in her hand, and ate her leftovers without disgust.

Song Ran was moved, and just about to raise his hand to touch his face, there was a knock on the door.

Gu Jingxing took a breath of porridge and hurriedly opened the door. As soon as the door opened, Wen Huihui stood outside.

Wen Huihui wore a blue and white plaid dress with two braids hanging on her chest, and a little makeup on her face. At the moment, she stood in front of Gu Jingxing with a nervous expression.

Gu Jingxing didn't like her very much. The woman said a lot in front of him yesterday, probably meaning that Song Ran really looked down on him from the bottom of his heart, and he was really not worthy of Song Ran so heartily.

At that time, he was sad, and after hearing Wen Huihui's added oil and jealousy, he became more sad and poured a lot of wine.

It now appears that her purpose is not pure.

Gu Jingxing was tall and completely blocked by the door. Wen Huihui couldn't see if there was anyone inside, but it was Gu Jingxing who came to open the door, and she was somewhat relieved.

Song Ran should go back later. After all, their Song family pays attention to fame. Her father Song Guoqing's thinking is very traditional and conservative. If she knows that her daughter will spend the night with a single man before she gets married, she must have learned a lesson.

"Why are you here?" In addition to smiling at Song Ran, Gu Jingxing had always been expressionless to others.

Wen Huihui lifted her hair uncomfortably: "I... I think you seemed quite uncomfortable last night, so I wanted to come over and see if you feel better."

Gu Jingxing put his hand on the door, and his voice did not fluctuate at all: "I'm fine, you can go now."

Wen Huihui squeezed into it, "I didn't eat breakfast, can I stay with you and finish eating before leaving?"

"No." Song Ran's voice came, and Wen Huihui's face suddenly collapsed.