"Mom, do you agree?"

Song ran sighed: "your father's side, don't say it for the time being. I'll tell him when I find a suitable time."

She hugged her mother: "Mom, I knew you were the best. I would have told you as early as I knew, which made me worried for so long."

Song ran nodded her forehead: "you make an appointment with Shen Zhaozheng. I'll have a talk with him tomorrow."

"Ah? What are you going to talk to him about? "

"You don't have to worry about it."

"Mom, don't be too hard on him, will you?"

Song ran gently tut a voice: "this is not how, but it is urgent to protect up."

"You are hereditary, aren't you always protecting commander Gu?"

Song ran patted her head: "don't give me a smiley face."

"I know. I'll make an appointment for you tomorrow."

Song ran looked at her again, touched her face: "mother, nothing else, I hope you are safe and healthy, always happy."

He leaned on her shoulder and whispered, "I will. Don't worry."

In the master bedroom, Gu Jingxing looked at his watch and was about to get out of the room when he saw song ran back.

He said in a deep voice, "how can I give a red envelope so long?"

Song ran walked over, lifted the quilt and got into the bed. He murmured, "the child is old, and chatted for a while."

Gu Jingxing put down the book in his hand, reached out and took her to his arms: "it's late, we..."

Song ran gently pushed his chest: "let's go to bed early and go to my father's place tomorrow."

Gu Jingxing's eyes are a little aggrieved: "recently we all..."

Song ran reached out and turned off the lamp: "sleep, I'm a little tired today."

Gu Jingxing can only lie down and hold her tightly: "is it that girl who makes you angry and looks at your low interest."

Song ran put his hand around his waist: "no, sleep."

Commander Gu didn't ask much, but felt that his daughter-in-law seemed to have something on his mind.

Deep in the night, thinking about going to bed, she heard the mobile phone ring. She picked up the mobile phone and saw the three words. Her fingers trembled unconsciously.

It's a short message from Shen Hanzhi

"Happy new year."

Thinking of some tears suddenly, like a brother and sister who had a rift, in fact, she has no resentment, but, they have not been back to the past.

She stared at the text message for a while, no reply, she did not want to give him unnecessary hope.

Because she knew that Shen Hanzhi still liked her. If she replied, Shen Hanzhi might have some unrealistic illusions if she had already forgiven him.

Now that I'm with my uncle, I shouldn't be half hearted and give hope to irrelevant people.

That's it.

Maybe it's just, it's not meant to be.

In Northwest China, Shen Hanzhi held his cell phone until four o'clock in the morning. Outside, the sound of firecrackers did not stop, but his mobile phone did not ring.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

The next day, it rained all night. The road was wet and the courtyard was filled with jubilant voices. Everyone should say congratulations on becoming rich.

Even on the first day of the lunar new year, Gu Jingxing headquarters still had something to deal with. Song ran was glad that Jingxing had something to do. Fortunately, Jingxing had something to do with her, so she could spare time to meet Shen Zhaozheng.

She followed Gu Jingxing and said, "I'll go to my father's place first. You've finished your own past, eh?"