She was lying on the window, the breeze blowing her face, her heart gradually calmed down, the sunset inch by inch disappeared, the light on her face slowly faded down.

She heard footsteps behind her. She didn't look back.

Gu Jingxing put the rice bowl on the side of the table, and then went to her side, whispered: "dinner."

Song ran turns around, leans against the window, looks up at him, she smiles, Gu Jingxing frowns all the time, dare not act rashly.

Song ran was smiling, but the temperature in her eyes gradually disappeared. She said word by word: "in fact, my sister and my mother don't look like each other at all. Then, how can my mother's sister look like us?"

Gu Jingxing in the heart a Deng, yes, he already knew that can't hide her, she is so smart, what can't understand?

He wanted to say something, but found that he was so poor that he could not say anything.

Song ran put out his hand and covered his mouth: "OK, Jingxing, you don't have to say anything. I'm hungry. I'm going to have dinner."

She sat by the bed, Gu Jingxing sat in the chair opposite her, and he fed her spoon by spoon.

She lowered her eyes and couldn't see her emotions. Gu Jingxing's heart was always holding it, but she didn't dare to ask more questions. He was afraid that she would collapse.

After dinner, song Ran Ran Ran to the bathroom and closed the door.

Gu Jingxing knocked on the door outside: "Xiao ran, what are you doing?"

"Take a bath."

"I'll help you."

"No more."

Gu Jingxing's heart was cold. He was afraid of Xiao ran because of Yu Jin's business. He was afraid that Xiao ran would think too much, which would be too much to lose.

Soon, there came the sound of splashing water. He was nervous: "Xiao ran, you still have a wound on your head and face. Don't splash water. Let me wash it for you."

She didn't speak, she didn't answer him.

After a while, she came out, expressionless to the edge of the bed, on the bed, closed her eyes, the voice is quiet: "I'm going to sleep."

She had a good nap today. It's only a little over seven o'clock, and she's going to sleep again.

She just didn't want to talk to him.

Gu Jingxing sat down beside the bed and wanted to touch her face. She shrank back. Gu Jingxing's hand was hanging in the air. His voice was low: "do you need me to sleep with you today?"

She folded her hands in front of her chest, as if she held herself, her voice was soft, as if with the sadness of being abandoned by the world: "no need."

Gu Jingxing's heart was throbbing, and his eyes flashed: "then I sleep in a folding bed, I sleep in a folding bed."

Late at night, song Ran's back to Gu Jingxing, opened his eyes and looked out of the window. The starry sky in summer is always so gorgeous, the starry river is all over the sky, and the night view of midsummer night is dazzling.

Her heart is empty and flustered, as if her faith of 20 years of life, oh no, plus decades of previous life, her whole life belief has collapsed.

God can really make fun of her. How can such a ridiculous thing happen?

"Xiao ran, are you asleep?"

Her eyes closed as soon as his low voice came.

She heard a slight creak of the folding bed, followed by a light footstep. Gu Jingxing walked around the bed and came to her.

Then he lay down beside her and held her in his arms.