He Is Warmer Than Time

In the evening, the autumn rain was still continuous, and the Song sisters and Wu Ma sat on the sofa covered with cashmere blankets to watch the eight o'clock dog-blood drama.

The phone rang, and Song Ran hurriedly rushed over: "Oh, it must be my brother Jingxing."

Song Xuan patted her ass: "Be more reserved, give me more reserved."

Song Ran lay down, put her head on her lap, answered the phone, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to be reserved."

Song Xuan stretched out her hand and squeezed her cheek, staring at her contemptuously.

Song Ran answered the phone, and it was Gu Jingxing's voice on the other end: "Xiao Ran, are you sleeping?"

Song Ran looked at the wall clock and chuckled, "It's only half past eight. It's when the mother-in-law's drama is in full swing. You treat me as an elderly person and go to bed so early."

Gu Jingxing smiled: "Is it still raining in Haicheng?"

"Well, next, the world, the sky hasn't cleared since you left, so when will you come back?"

Gu Jingxing gave a light cough, "It went smoothly here, no accidents. I'll go back in another week."

Song Ran replied lazily: "Oh, you know, call me in advance if you get back, and I will pick you up at the train station then."

"Yes, I will."

Song Ran thought of something, and suddenly laughed treacherously. Gu Jingxing seemed to be able to see her sly smiling face, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Ran touched his chin and said, "It's the beginning of September now."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Brother Jingxing won't go back to his hometown this year to help your second eldest mother cut rice?"

It's true that which pot is not opened and which pot is used, how could he go back to help someone like that to cut rice? You've already cut off righteousness, okay?

"Then I went to the Northwest for a mission, I can't go back."

Song Ran's cheeks bulged: "So, you mean, if you are free in Haicheng, you will still go back to help their house cut the rice, don't you?"

"Well, I'm not sure."

Tease her, tease her fun.

Song Ran gritted his teeth: "No, you can no longer help her cut rice, I don't want you to go."

The second lady and that Ding Guoying are so wonderful, kind of people, she hopes that Gu Jingxing will never get involved with them for the rest of her life.

Gu Jingxing heard that she was really upset, so he hurriedly coaxed her: "If you don't go, you will never help her family to harvest rice, nor will she help her family do any work, nor will she have any contact with her family. Yes, you can rest assured."

Song Xuan whispered to Mother Wu: "There is a Overlord Flower in my house."

Ma Wu said cheerfully, "Be strong when you should be strong."

Song Ran was relieved, and gritted his teeth again: "You really broke your studies. When you come back, I will see how I punish you."

Song Xuan pulled the phone rope: "It's okay, are you tired enough?"

Gu Jingxing on the other side heard the voice and quickly asked, "Is your sister with you too?"

"Well, yes."

Gu Jingxing suddenly became a little uncomfortable. He thought he was whispering affectionately with Song Ran, but he didn't expect that there were onlookers around him. Then... let's stop here, wait until he goes back.

"Then you guys go to bed early, I'm going to hang up."

Song Ran hurriedly greeted a few words at the last time: "The Great Northwest should be colder than Haicheng, right? You are alone over there. You must pay attention to your body. It is cold and you need to put on clothes. Don't hurry up just to get back. Rest when it's time to rest, don't stay in the mountains in the middle of the night, you know?"

His voice was gentle, responding one by one: "I see."