He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing resisted the urge to press the person in front of him onto the tree and kiss him, hoarsely saying, "I...I like you too."

Song Ran's face suddenly turned into a red apple.

Captain Gu forced himself to calm down and continued to ask in a rough voice: "Xiao Ran, when will we meet next time?"

Song Ran raised his face and looked at him: "Is it okay next Sunday? Let me think about where to go, and when I think about it, I will call you, eh?

Didi, the bus drove slowly from a distance. Gu Jingxing was already reluctant to separate here, so Jiao Didi would defend Song Ran everywhere, and the truth took her away with her in her pocket.

"Okay, do you know the number of our army's reception room?"

Song Ran nodded: "I know."

Gu Jingxing was worried: "Are you sure you know?"

It makes sense for him to be worried, after all, Song Ran never called him once.

Song Ran nodded his head seriously: "I know, we left each other's phone calls the first time we met, I remember."

The car stopped in front of them, Gu Jingxing reluctantly got into the car, sat on the window seat, poked his head out, and said in a loud voice, "You must call me."

The car started slowly. Song Ran followed the car for two steps and waved at him: "Don't worry, yes, I will call you."

Gu Jingxing was not relieved, and said the phone number loudly again: "Xiao Ran, do you remember it? Do you remember it?"

"Remember, don't worry."

As the car drifted away, Song Ran stood there for a while, her heart full.

She hugged the sycamore tree next to her, hit her head lightly against the trunk, and shouted with a smile while she bumped: "Ah, Song Ran, you are really alive. It's so good, good, God, thank you ,thank you……"

The uncle of the commissary was awakened by her voice. Seeing her madman's eyes, Song Ran bumped for a while and left with a smile.

The uncle regrets, and he has a beautiful little girl, how can he look awkward.

Song Ran walked back all the way. Every scenery and every house was precious to her. She walked slowly, and wanted to slowly appreciate all the beauty of the moment.

She discovered that although she was born again, her mood and physical instincts were all that an eighteen-year-old girl should have.

For example, when she saw Gu Jingxing, she would have the feeling of being chaotic by the little deer like a young girl in spring.

She thought that after rebirth, she would be devastated and old-fashioned. Now it seems that she does not have it, but is full of vitality.

When she walked back to her home, the room was quiet. About her father was taking a nap, she thought about it, and tiptoed up to the second floor, and stood outside her father's bedroom.

Shen Mengfang's voice came from inside: "Lao Song, when you get up, do you still have the mind to sleep?"

It seems that her father fell asleep after drinking, Song Guoqing's vague voice came: "What are you shouting?"

Shen Mengfang: "You can still sleep? Are you really planning to marry Xiao Ran to the battalion commander who is poor and white?"

Song Ran gritted his teeth and knew that Shen Mengfang was going to chew his tongue behind his back.

Song Guoqing's voice was a little dissatisfied: "You think I like that Battalion Commander Gu, and he came here with Zhuyeqing at the door. I really can't get on the stage."

"In other words, I don't know what ecstasy soup was poured into Xiao Ran, to see what Xiao Ran treats him as a treasure, this kind of man is unreliable."

Fuck your mother, Shen Mengfang!