Chapter 800

Song Ran has some doubts about Xiao Wang's statement. If he is going to joint training, he should be in the army. In the army, there will always be a communication company. How can he not even have a contact information.

However, she didn't think much about it. She thought that the mission should have a high level of confidentiality, so the military didn't disclose the details.

Then I have to wait for him to call.

When Yang Haitao and song Xuan get engaged, Yang Haitao is very happy every day. The engagement has come. Is it far from marriage?

Well, it's not far.

That night, it was autumn rain outside. It was mid November. The weather was getting colder. After dinner, Yang Haitao held up his umbrella and took song Xuan's hand to go out.

At half past six, it was dark outside. Song Xuan shrunk and walked well. Yang Haitao said with a smile, "what are you afraid of? It's dark. "

"There are street lights."

"It's evening. There's no one."

"It was seen by the neighbors, and it had a bad effect."

"When I hold my daughter-in-law's hand, I should also pay attention to the influence and other people's feelings?"

Song Xuan pinched him in the palm of his hand: "who is your daughter-in-law?"

They walked in front, followed by Zhong Shu and Xiao Hu. They didn't have umbrellas. They put their hands on their heads and ran in a hurry. Xiao Hu still wanted to drill under Yang Haitao's umbrella, and was pulled away by Uncle Zhong. The two of them are very sweet. Can you let a third party kill the scenery?

What is the child thinking?

Yang Haitao tightened her hand and walked in the rain. She was in a good mood: "next week is our engagement banquet. My mother has already arranged it."

Song Xuan pulls her hand. The man is too strong to move her hand.

The autumn rain is as thin as silk, and the dim yellow light is falling, and the flower trellis in the side yard have withered, but the bleak scenery does not make people feel sad.

Maybe it's because of the man standing around?

His palm is very warm, and the warmth reaches to the bottom of her heart. She can't stop looking at his face, his eyes, his bright, clear and affectionate eyes.

After a short distance, they walked for a long time. Yang Haitao deliberately walked slowly. The autumn wind came, and the rain wet his pants legs. The umbrella tilted toward song Xuan. The rain fell on his left shoulder and water came into his neck. He didn't feel cold, but he felt comfortable.

Song Xuan said angrily, "can you walk faster?"

Yang Haitao's voice with a smile: "you are not a literary young woman, do not like romance, this autumn rain, next to the flower trellis, lighting color is just right, do you feel a bit romantic?"

Song Xuan can't stop looking at him again. After all, he went to RTVU. He speaks much better. In a few words, the picture outlined is really romantic and warm.

She buttoned up his hand and clasped his fingers: "no matter how romantic, you can't always stand in the rain."

She took him, quickened her pace, and entered the courtyard next door. Yang Haitao reached out and pushed open the iron gate. The path of bluestone shined with rain. They walked along the path to the porch.

Yang Haitao collected the umbrella and held it in his hand. There was rain dripping down the umbrella tip.

Song Xuan looked up and saw that his left shoulder of the jacket had been soaked through. The rain on his left forehead slid down, fell to his side face and then fell.

She was moved and looked up at him: "Haitao Engagement banquet Cancel it. "

Yang Haitao's legs softened and almost didn't stop.