He Is Warmer Than Time

When Song Ran returned to school, he was always uneasy. The earthquake in Sichuan Province reached magnitude 7 and the disaster area was severely damaged. The Central Military Region and the Northwest Military Region sent many soldiers to rescue.

All the houses in the center of the quake collapsed, and tens of thousands of people were trapped. In addition, in the spring, the rainy season in Sichuan Province is coming. It is a mountain city. When it rains, there is a risk of landslides.

The situation is too dangerous.

In the university, Song Ran listened to real-time reports on the disaster situation in Sichuan province on the radio every day, but still had no way of peace of mind. He wanted to grow wings and fly to Gu Jingxing.

For several days, Song Ran was so absent-mindedly attending class, eating, and falling asleep. His age was no different from ordinary people, but he was like a walking dead.

When Sun Yi learned of the situation, he and Zhong Aidi accompanied her inseparably, and kept comforting her so as not to worry too much. The troops are organized and arranged, and Gu Jingxing is a deputy regiment, so it’s not a high-ranking official, but it should be. There is no need to go to the hardest hit area to save people.

Song Ran's palms were cold, but she didn't quite listen. She knew who he was. He was a kind-hearted person. He would not sit idly by when he saw others suffering.

It's like, that time in the People's Park, he jumped into the river desperately to save people. In a critical moment, this person would never consider his life.

She panicked, she was so panicked that she couldn't sleep.

Finally, on the fifth day, on weekends, on a rainy day, she was sitting in the living room distraughtly watching the Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts drama on TV, and Ma Wu was cooking taro and black tea in the kitchen.

The smell of black tea drifted in the room, Song Ran's restless heart was slightly relieved, but her fingertips could not help but tremble.

She shook the fingers of her left hand that had been trembling involuntarily, sighed softly, and said to herself: "Song Ran, don't worry about it, Gu Jingxing will be fine and will come back safely. He has promised you."

In the afternoon, Ma Wu brought black tea to her: "It's rainy and humid, it's almost May, and it's still so cold, Xiao Ran, you can warm yourself up with some black tea."

Song Ran absently picked up the cup at hand and was about to drink. There was a heavy knock on the door outside. She panicked, her hand trembling badly, and the cup slipped from her hand and fell onto her body. Wu Ma screamed, "Oh! , Are you okay? Isn't it hot?"

Song Ran ignored her. He didn't even have time to wear the shoes. He hurried to the door. Is it Gu Jingxing who came back? Is he back?

As soon as the door opened, it was Cheng Haidong. It was raining like silk outside. Cheng Haidong did not hold an umbrella. There was rain on his head and rain on his face. He looked at Song Ran with a solemn expression...

The sky outside was very gloomy, but at two o'clock in the afternoon, it was like six or seven o'clock in the evening, the light was so dim that people couldn't help feeling stuffy in the chest and couldn't breathe.

She tried to squeeze a smile and looked at Cheng Haidong: "You...didn't you go to Sichuan Province for earthquake relief with your deputy?"

Cheng Haidong whispered: "The deputy regiment asked me to stay in the army to take care of it."

Song Ran's smile became more and more rigid: "Oh, then you...what's the matter with you?"

"I just answered a call."

Song Ran felt that her legs were a little weak, and her chest became more suffocated. She drew her hair and smiled more ugly than crying: "Wh...what phone call?"

"Call from the disaster area."

"Call you from the disaster area, what are you doing with me? You are really interesting."

"Sister-in-law, they said that the deputy group was buried in the ground by the collapsed house, and the life or death is uncertain..."