He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran raised her hand to wipe her tears: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry, I'm fine, Jing Xing, he... is also very sad, don't show his face, okay?"

Song Xuan felt uncomfortable: "You blame him for being shielded."

Song Ran looked at her courteously: "This time it was really an accident. I didn't expect Han Yue to be so rampant in the military area compound. He dared to knock me out and take me away grandiosely. It's too impulsive."

Song Xuan wiped her tears: "You really will make excuses for him. Okay, I won't talk about him. Would you like some porridge?"

Song Ran nodded: "The food I ate last night was cold, and I haven't eaten anything until now."

With her pitiful appearance, Song Xuan was so cruel that she continued to talk, she could only help her sit up distressedly and feed her porridge.

Song Ran's mouth was swollen and the corners of her eyes were severely swollen, and her mouth was not too open. It was extremely difficult to eat the porridge. Song Xuan gently fed her while holding a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth.

When she touched her, she yelled: "Song Xuan, be lighter, am I your sister?"

Still the surprised sister, Song Xuan softened her hand movement more and more gently: "After eating, I will get you an ice pack and apply it, eh?"

Song Ran nodded: "Well, good."

Song Xuan feeds her the porridge more carefully, her voice low, "If you don’t patronize Jingxing, you will worry about you, and your sister will also worry about you, Song Ran, you can’t patronize Gu Jingxing’s feelings alone, you know. ?"

Song Ran was a little guilty: "I...I know."

Song Xuan gently touched her face with her finger: "You don't know, when I saw you so lifeless, lying on this hospital bed with wounds all over, my heart...how much my heart hurts. , How sad."

Song Ran's eyes were red: "I know, I know you must be sad, you and Jing Xing are both important to me, as important."

Song Xuan wiped her tears: "From now on, you must remember that your life and your health will always come first, you know?"

"Well, I know... Oh, by the way, does Wu Ma know about my injury?"

Song Xuan collected the empty small bowls, helped her lie down, and whispered: "How dare I tell Ma Wu? Ma Wu is getting old and can't stand the blows. Seeing you like this, I still don’t faint. Up?"

Song Ran nodded: "Well, don't tell her, just say I went out to perform."

Song Xuan gave her a white look: "I still use your instructions?"

Song Ran aggrieved: "What are you doing? Why do you roll your eyes again, and they are all hurt like this."

Song Xuan was soft-hearted again: "You're asking for this injury."

Song Ran was fragile right now. When he said that, his eyes turned red: "Why are you doing this?"

Where could Song Xuan be stretched, and quickly coaxed her: "Okay, I was wrong, I won't talk about you, okay?"

Song Ran was still aggrieved: "Then you go back."

"I will stay with you tonight."

"No, if you stay, Madam Wu will be suspicious."

Song Xuan thought, she seemed to be so, she had been restless for the past two days, Wu Ma was somewhat aware of it, so she should go back, otherwise she didn't know what to worry about.

Thinking again, squinted at Song Ran: "You won't be..."

"Huh? What?"

"You didn't want Gu Jingxing to stay, so drive me away?"

Song Ran's eyes were dark: "Sister, am I that kind of person?"

Song Xuan snorted, "Who are you, don't I understand?"