He Is Warmer Than Time

It was night, Song Ran vividly recounted what happened during the day in front of Song Xuan. Song Xuan listened and said with great joy: "Shen Mengfang is probably so angry that she is internally injured, right?"

Song Ran frowned and said, "While getting angry with internal injuries, while still in front of Lao Song, I want to make sure that I don't dare next time. You say she, why should this be? Isn't it good to stay in Song's house?"

Song Xuan shook her head: "Some people are naturally fond of mixing water, and she likes chaos in the world, so she can take advantage of it."

Jingling bells... At night, the phone call in the living room downstairs seemed particularly harsh, and Song Ran pouted, "Who are you looking for in this big night?"

I heard Mother Wu calling downstairs: "Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran, your phone."

Song Ran was still a little surprised. He pulled his slippers and walked out, muttering: "At this point, who is looking for me?"

Mother Wu said: "It seems to be Battalion Commander Gu."

Song Ran snorted in his heart, and then rushed downstairs to his death. For the past two days, he had been patronizing and dealing with the licentious playboy, and had left the matter of calling her battalion commander Gu to the outside world.

Sins, sins! !

She rushed to Wu Ma and answered the receiver of the phone. Before she could even adjust her breathing, she panted and said, "Jingxing...Jingxing..."

Gu Jingxing, who waited for three days without waiting for her call, has been tossing and turning over the past few days, fearing that she hadn't remembered his phone number, and that she would suddenly change back to Song Ran, who was indifferent to him.

I want to take the initiative to call her again, and I am afraid that she will annoy him.

Commander Gu had been very tormented the past few days, and couldn't help it. Finally, feeling uneasy, he voluntarily ran to the reception room and called her.

Jingxing, Jingxing, her gentle voice, at this moment, like a clear stream under the moon, flowing slowly, gently smoothing his hesitating, restless heart.

"Well, Xiao Ran, it's me, I'm Jingxing..." His voice was soft, especially gentle.

Song Ran suddenly blamed himself: "Jingxing, I'm sorry, I forgot to call you."

In the empty communication room, Captain Gu opened his mouth cheerfully. It was good. After three days, Xiao Ran was still the same Xiao Ran and didn't change back.

"It's okay, I just want to ask you, where are we going on Sunday?"

This was the highlight of the call today, and he was afraid that Song Ran had forgotten his date.

Song Ran blurted out: "How about going to the People's Park?"

"Good." Gu Jingxing agreed.

"Well, good, then see you at the entrance of People's Park at eight o'clock the next morning?"

"Okay." The cold lines on Commander Gu's face were suddenly softened, and he looked forward to the day after tomorrow.

"I've been busy these few days, and I forgot to call you. Why don't you call me?"

There was only one floor lamp in the living room, and the dim light enveloped a one-foot-circle area. The other places were dim and quiet, and Gu Jingxing's breathing could be quietly heard.

"Because...because I am busy too." Gu Jingxing said nonsense.

How could Song Ran believe him: "Are you afraid that I will not call you or answer your phone? Are you afraid that I will ignore you again? Are you afraid to take the initiative to hit me? Will the phone mess with me? Have you been tossing and turning around these days and staying awake at night?"

Commander Gu shook his heart. The little fox deserves to be a little fox. Why is it so clear to see things?