He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran's legs softened, and the wound on the palm of her hand seemed to hurt even more: "Um...I'll go back."

Gu Jingxing took her around her neck and led her into the hall: "I will go to the city tomorrow morning and drive you back."

Song Ran smiled: "This...this way..."

Gu Jingxing squinted at her. From the moment he entered this room, he noticed Song Ran's weirdness. He shrank, as if he was hiding a little secret. In just half a day, what little secret could she hide?

He put on a clean coat and took her right hand and said, "Come with me to the cafeteria and get some food back. What do you want to eat?"

Song Ran pushed his chest: "Go by yourself."

Gu Jingxing pulled her out: "Go together, you have slept for a long time, come out to breathe."

What's a joke, what if she drives around while he goes to the cafeteria? This girl is so weird right now, he has to guard her.

Song Ran was driven out of the house by the duck and followed Gu Jingxing. On the way to the cafeteria, Song Ran put his left hand in his pocket and walked with Gu Jingxing to the cafeteria fearfully.

When Gu Jingxing was immersed in picking vegetables, she fumbled and tried to drive away, but was picked up by Gu Jingxing and slipped off: "What are you going to do?"

Song Ran smiled more and more guilty: "What are you not doing, why are you nervous?"

Gu Jingxing became more suspicious and squinted at her: "Go back and talk about it."

Not long after, I returned to Gu Jingxing's dormitory. As soon as he closed the door, Gu Jingxing put down the basket in his hand, put one hand in his pocket, and looked at her condescendingly: "Say, what did you do today?"

Song Ran shrugged, "What can I do to lose my heart?"

Gu Jingxing squinted at her and reached out to pick her chin: "Really not?"

"No."

Gu Jingxing was really puzzled by the second monk. He looked at her up and down, and couldn't see anything abnormal. He looked around the whole room, and there was really no abnormality.

He picked up the food basket and walked into the kitchen again. On the top of the food basket were a few round potatoes. As soon as he picked it up, the potatoes rolled, snapped, fell off, and rolled straight under the sofa.

Song Ran raised his hand to cover his eyes, heaven is going to kill me.

She hurriedly said: "I'll pick it up."

Gu Jingxing grabbed her collar, "Just stay with me."

After talking and walking to the sofa, the potatoes had already rolled under the sofa, and Gu Jingxing reached in and fetched...they touched a towel.

Song Ran quietly turned his head and walked towards the door.

"Stop..." His calm voice sounded, and Song Ran settled there as if being punctuated by someone.

Footsteps sounded behind her, Song Ran swallowed unconsciously, Gu Jingxing turned her body around, carrying a **** towel in her hand: "What's the matter?"

Song Ran smiled: "I don't know."

Gu Jingxing noticed that her left hand had been in her pocket, and stretched out her hand to pinch her left wrist: "Put out your hand."

Song Ran shook his head, how could he be constrained, his hand was pulled out by him, Gu Jingxing broke her finger and took a look, a long scarlet wound came into view.

He saw his brows frowned instantly: "The blood on this towel...is yours?"

How can I hide this? There is no way to hide it. Song Ran can confess and be lenient: "Well, it is mine."

Gu Jingxing's brows trembled with distress: "How did you do it?"

Song Ran pointed to the balcony: "I want to fix the chair, but it was hurt by the wire."

It was as if the wire was pulled on Gu Jingxing's heart, and his face was very gloomy.