When we go to the dormitory, the sky has been blackened, and the stars are shining brightly in the west room. The unique sky scene in winter is very cold.

The courtyard of the military region, two people did not hold hands, so one after another to his dormitory.

As soon as she went back, Gu Jingxing was pressed onto the door plank again. The battalion commander Gu thought about it. How could he always feel that their role was reversed?

Now he leaned loosely against the door and looked down at the people in front of him. He thought that she was lovely in the red and gray checkered coat, and his voice was very soft: "haven't you calmed down yet? I promise, I won't go to the training ground again in two months, eh? "

The ending sound seemed to be humming to her heart, which made her lose her temper for a moment, and put her hand gently on his chest: "you've been shot here. It's very serious. If you don't know, you'll die. Do you understand what I care about? I don't know if you want to be healthy?

When I heard that you were on the training ground, I was flustered. When I saw you walking under that iron net, my whole heart was pulled up. How could you not know how to cherish yourself? Gu Jingxing? You don't cherish yourself for yourself, but you also cherish yourself for me.

I beg you, will you

Gu Jingxing circled her into his arms, and his voice was low and gentle: "good, little ran, don't be angry. I'll write down your words."

She was serious and annoyed, distressed and angry, which really made him feel guilty.

Song ran sighed: "you wrote it down, but you will still be in favor of others and disobey others. Gu Jingxing, I can see through you."

Gu Jingxing hugged her: "Xiao ran, I have a sense of propriety."

He is still young, if not now, how to give his little ran a good life in the future?

Song ran doesn't say anything anymore. She knows who he is. He is a brave man. He is a soldier. He is not a man who is afraid of life and death. He will not be as arrogant as she is. He was shot in the chest. In his eyes, maybe it is just a small matter.

He said he had a sense of propriety, so she believed him.

Her fingers gently stroked his chest: "Gu Jingxing, in the future, how much do you want to miss me, huh? If you have something wrong, it's meaningless, you know? "

If she doesn't care about the meaning of death, it will be reborn.

Although Gu Jingxing does not understand what she said is meaningless, but now Xiaoran has always talked so mindless, and can not ask why.

He should only say, "I know, I know."

Song ran lay on his chest for a long time, then suddenly patted the forehead: "I bought baked sweet potato on the road, it will be cold if I don't eat it."

He took out a big bag of baked sweet potatoes from his backpack.

Gu Jingxing nodded her head: "bought a few?"

Song ran put a big bag into Gu Jingxing's arms: "a dozen."

Gu Jingxing's eyes were dim: "you..."

"The mother-in-law who sells sweet potatoes is old. She sits there in the cold wind. I think she is very pitiful, so she buys all the rest."

In her last life, when the Song family was completely down and out, in order to take care of her, Wu Ma also set up a roadside stall selling baked sweet potatoes. She pushed a cart until late at night.

Whenever she saw that kind of old man, she always felt sad.

Gu Jingxing's heart suddenly warmed up.

Xiaoran's family is so kind and can spend money. In the future, she must be a senior official so that she can continue to carry forward her true, good and beautiful.