As the water dripped down, Gu Jingxing squinted at her: "Song ran, what are you doing?"

Song ran quickly raised his sleeve to wipe his face: "sorry, I haven't seen such a high score. Sun Yi, the first in our class, is not high. Please forgive me for not seeing the world."

Gu Jingxing looked at her with tears and laughter: "you girl."

Song ran wiped the water off his face, then wiped it with his hand, and then looked into his eyes: "you have more than enough marks like this from Fuguang University, the first university in Shanghai city. How did you report to Haicheng Information Engineering University?"

"It's a military academy. There's no tuition and monthly living expenses."

Song Ran's hand was glued to his face. He was very distressed: "if I had known you earlier, I would have given you the money to go to school."

Gu Jingxing smile warm: "well, six years ago, you were only 12 years old, primary school students."

Song ran curled her lips: "what? Do you think primary school students don't have that strength or what? "

Gu Jingxing laughed in a low voice and indulged in laughter: "good, good, you have strength no matter how old you are."

Song ran didn't say anything. He only felt sorry and regretted that their college entrance examination was a national unified examination paper. Gu Jingxing's score was so high. It was a pity that he didn't even go to university.

No wonder he was so sorry.

Gu Jingxing touched her head: "Xiao ran, you sit down. I'll go to the canteen and call back the dinner. Let's eat together, eh?"

"Together."

"No, it's too cold and windy outside. It may snow at night. You stay here."

Gu Jingxing hurried out with the incubator. Song ran glanced at his bed and padded two quilts. It was really rare. It seemed that it was prepared for her, and he felt warm in his heart.

He soon came back with a thermos box in one hand and a copper stove that song ran couldn't name in the other.

Gu Jingxing put the copper stove under the dining table, took her to sit down, touched a pair of old cotton shoes for her, grabbed her ankle, put her hands on the copper stove, and a burst of warmth jumped up from the sole of her feet.

"What is this?" she said in surprise

Gu Jingxing a smile a big white teeth: "borrow from the canteen aunt oven, specially used to dry feet."

Song Ran's eyes were slightly red: "you big man, how can you be so meticulous?"

Gu Jingxing also did not say what, will spread out the food: "eat quickly, cool is not delicious."

Then only the sound of chopsticks touching the stainless steel lunch box, and song Ran's three and five time light laughter.

Gu Jingxing looked at her helplessly: "Xiao ran, have a good meal, what are you laughing at?"

Song ran ate a few mouthfuls and put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."

Gu Jingxing more helpless: "how do you eat less than the cat?"

Song ran held his cheek and stared at her: "in the afternoon, I ate a lot of food in the bakery of my classmate Li Sheng's, and I had no appetite."

Gu Jingxing poured the rest of her into her own bowl. Song ran stood aside like a cat and a dog. For a while, she put her hand on his face and asked, "Jingxing, I'm warming up. You see, how warm my palms are."

After a while, he took off his old cotton shoes and put his feet on his legs: "the feet are warm. This oven is really good. I'll get one when I go home."

Commander Gu gulped down his meal and grabbed her hand. "Xiao ran, wait here. I'll wash the dishes, and then I'll give you hot water to wash your feet."

"I'll go with you."

"It's windy outside. Be good and stay here. I'll be back soon."

Then he ran away in a hurry.

Song Ran's eyes are dim. If he wants to perform, he has no chance at all.