He Is Warmer Than Time

When the car arrived at Haicheng No. 1 Middle School, it was only 6 o'clock in the morning, and the campus was quiet. There were no students at all. Qiu Yu finally stopped, and the fog was fogged around. Gu Jingxing followed her out of the car and looked around.

"Is the classroom door open?"

"It's open, usually the administrator opens all the doors at six o'clock."

"Then you can go in and read a book, don't sleep on your stomach, it's easy to catch a cold, you know?"

Song Ran took off his military uniform and handed it to him: "I see, you go and do your official business, I'll go in and study hard."

Gu Jingxing looked at the military uniform on her hand: "Wear it, it's pretty cold."

Song Ran threw a general uniform like a hot potato to him: "Soldier, are you stupid, sitting in your classroom majestically in your uniform, didn't you tell the world that I spent the night at your place last night? Wen Huihui still can't make a fuss about my braid."

Gu Jingxing touched his nose and smiled, "Isn't it cold?"

Song Ran curled his lips: "It's not cold."

Thinking of something, Song Ran took a harmonica out of his schoolbag and handed it to Gu Jingxing: "Seeing this harmonica is like seeing me. Take it with you. I'm leaving."

After walking a few steps, looking back, Gu Jingxing's eyes were firm and warm in the heavy fog.

She yelled, "Gu Jingxing, come back safely."

This is an order, and her Song Ran's words are like a military order.

Gu Jingxing nodded: "Received!"

The back who watched her disappeared completely, Gu Jingxing got into the car, and the car went to Jungong Road Second Army University.

This time I went to Fucheng because there are always gangsters in Liangshan County of Fucheng. It was not a matter of course before, but now it has become a scale. The local public security has launched a lot of troops to suppress the bandits, but the casualties are high. The gangsters are very cruel. Quite ancient times, this road was driven by Wokai. If you want to pass this time, you will leave the meaning of buying money for the road.

Because they occupy the main traffic arteries, long-distance buses are often stopped there, and it’s not enough to search for money. Now that the scale is large, there are always a few murderous gangsters who kill people or commit crimes after scraping money. Women's.

It is inhumane and cruel.

Fucheng was closer to Haicheng, and the General Military Region issued an order to send troops to support the local police.

When Gu Jingxing went to the Second Military University, he was discussing the plan to suppress bandits with the professors and experts of the Second Military University. After all, they sacrificed a lot of public security. They did not dare to act rashly. If the bandits were not effective enough, they might also trigger crazy revenge from the remaining bandits. From now on, only success is allowed, and no failure is allowed.

Song Ran went to class for a day. When he got home from school in the evening, he didn't find Shen Mengfang. He looked around and asked Mother Wu: "Did Shen Mengfang go out to play mahjong again?"

It seems that he has been living a life of rich too, Lao Song really does not have a long memory, and he is not afraid of his wife stealing a man outside.

In front of the Song's house, Shen Mengfang walked swayingly, playing mahjong today, with good luck, and won two hundred yuan, which made Mrs. Peng at the gold shop anxious. The old woman was out of talk. I can't even look down on her as a foreigner.

Humph, telling you to look down on people, my old lady makes you jealous when you lose.

As he was about to enter the yard, he was suddenly pulled by his wrist from behind. Shen Mengfang was so scared that he almost screamed. When he looked back, he saw Wen Huihui, and suddenly became annoyed and said: "Wen Huihui, why are you surprised?"

Wen Huihui's face was aggrieved, and she begged for everything: "Aunt Shen, I have no other way, I can only find you."

Shen Mengfang fluffed up her hair and looked at her proudly: "What's the matter?"

People are poor and have short ambitions. Wen Huihui can only say in a low voice, "Can you lend me one hundred and fifty dollars."

That cheongsam is one hundred and fifty yuan.