Chapter 297

Song ran obediently fell on his back. On a snowy night, Gu Jingxing walked forward with one foot shallow and one foot. Song ran lay on his body and listened to the snowflakes falling on the bare branches, so he felt at ease to the extreme.

After she was sent to the door, Gu Jingxing hurried to catch the last bus back to the army. Song ran was so distressed that she turned into the room. Song Xuan rushed to meet her and grabbed her hand: "how was your exam? I didn't go to see you at the school gate when I knew that camp commander Gu would surely go to watch you at the school gate. What's the matter? Is your sister very considerate? "

Song ran hugged her: "don't worry, sister. I did very well in the exam."

Song Xuan worries: "are you such a great lady selling melons and boasting?"

Song ran showed his hand: "didn't you ask me how I did in the exam? I'm just telling you the truth. "

Song Xuan shook her head: "you girl."

"Really, really, very well. Don't worry."

Song Xuan's heart was relieved. Song Guoqing came back from the outside and asked about song Ran's college entrance examination. Song ran only said that he did well.

Song Guoqing nodded: "well, when you fill in the application form, you can fill in Haicheng Normal University, OK? It's easy for me to be a teacher when I'm close to home. My father will be at ease. "

Song ran said, "I know dad."

Cut first, then play, whatever you do! Anyway, I have money on my own. It's the end of the year. According to her sister, Yang Haitao's office is very impressive. The book looks very good. She should be able to get a lot of dividends.

If we break up with her father, we will have the confidence to go to the university we want to go to.

So, money is the only way to be tough. This is the hard truth.

After dinner, the two sisters were about to go upstairs when the phone rang in the living room. Song Xuan quickly went to answer the phone. Yang Haitao's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Song Xuan Song Xuan... "

Hearing his voice, song Xuan felt something was wrong: "did you drink?"

Yang Haitao whispered in a low voice: "a little, a little."

Song Xuan shakes her head. This man has become a wine barrel for the office.

Her voice was perfunctory: "where are you? Are you home yet? "

After all, he is also his own boss, so I still care about it symbolically.

Yang Haitao sniffed: "I'm in the office. I have something to do Deal with it. "

My tongue is knotted. It seems that I'm drunk. I have to deal with my work. I'm afraid I'm going to falter when I walk.

"Come on, go home. It's snowing outside. It's very cold. Go home and sleep."

There was a grateful voice: "you care about me, you care about me, song Xuan..."

Song Xuan's eyes are dim: "I won't tell you. I'll hang up."

Yang Haitao could only hear the beep. He was so drunk that he let go of his hand and the phone fell to the ground.

He staggered up to the second floor and fell on the bed. The quilt was not covered, so he fell asleep.

It's freezing. If he doesn't take off his clothes or cover his quilts, he'll have a good night's sleep.

Song ran went upstairs with her sister and cautiously said, "Yang Haitao?"

Song Xuan glanced at her: "so what?"

"Did he drink? Still in the office? Would you like to see him

Song Xuan pushed her head: "am I your sister or is he your brother? On a snowy day, you want me to see him? Are you crazy? Wash the bed quickly