Chapter 353

After the punishment, Gu Jingxing breathed a sigh and found that the people under him turned pale and worried: "Xiao ran, it's already more than three o'clock in the afternoon. Hurry to eat, OK?"

Song ran shook his head and pressed his hand on his stomach: "I'm too hungry. I don't want to eat at all."

Gu Jingxing sat up: "you can't do without eating."

Song ran frowned: "stomach ache, do not want to eat."

Gu Jingxing worried: "then I will cook some porridge for you, eh?"

Song ran curled up on the bed, should not him, Gu Jingxing and heartache and guilt, pulled a side of the quilt, cover her, touched her face: "I go to cook porridge, you lie down for a while."

Then he went to the kitchen in a hurry. When he finished cooking porridge and forced her to eat half a bowl, it was already more than four o'clock.

The sky is dark, because it is the new year's Eve, outside from time to time there are firecrackers sounded, the air is diffuse with a light smell of gunpowder.

Gu Jingxing put the atherosclerotic bowl aside, worried and asked, "does the stomach still hurt?"

Song ran faintly shrinks in the quilt: "still uncomfortable."

Gu Jingxing reached into the bed carefully, pressed her stomach, and then gently massaged: "will this be better?"

Song ran gazed at him. The light outside the window was dim, and there was no light in the room. The outline of his side face was buried in the darkness. She raised her hand and touched his cheek. The lines of justice gradually became clear in the palm.

Her voice is low, with a little tired and helpless: "Gu Jingxing, why do you think that I am with you because I sympathize with you?"

Gu Jingxing was unable to explain anything.

Song ran sighed and said, "maybe, I will love you a little bit, but being with you is because I like you, adore you, admire you, depend on you, can't do without you, do you understand?"

Gu Jingxing from the fingertip has been trembling to the heart, thin lips tightly pursed, did not speak, he has trembled to do not know what to say, just spit on his own unbearable inferiority.

Song Ran's fingers swam to his chin. There was a short moustache on his chin, a little bit pricked. She gently stroked: "Gu Jingxing, you can't be angry with me in the future. If you make me angry and die, it's too late for you to regret."

Gu Jingxing held her in his arms. His strength was so great that he felt like he wanted to rub her into his body.

His voice was deep and firm: "Xiao ran, you won't get sick, you won't die."

Song ran sat on his leg, put his arm around his neck and chuckled: "life, old age, death, everyone will experience."

Gu Jingxing hugged her more tightly, and her bones ached. She just recited: "Gu Jingxing, pain..."

Gu Jingxing quickly let go of her, song ran was soft and crouched in his arms: "Jingxing, don't worry about gains and losses like this, you know?"

"No more."

Song ran thought of what kind of like and asked: "see me to spend money for that boy, is not your heart special taste ah?"

Gu Jingxing opened his mouth, but he said, "it's OK."

He did not feel thoroughly in his heart. He felt that his little ran was not the most special to him. He could think that he paid for others because of his sympathy. Forget it, he should protect her kindness.

Song ran put on her ears and whispered, "looking at the boy is like looking at his son. You don't have to mind."