He Is Warmer Than Time

At night, Song Xuan packed up and went to sleep in the office lounge, Yang Haitao walked downstairs, Song Xuan called him: "Are you going back?"

Yang Haitao looked back at her hopefully: "Don't you want me to go?"

Song Xuan was a little flustered: "No...no."

Yang Haitao smiled and said: "I won't leave, I'll be downstairs, you live here alone, I don't worry, I will not worry until you move in after the house is bought."

Song Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and told her to live in such a small building alone, she was really a bit creepy.

She was at ease when he was there.

Yang Haitao packed up the two books and walked downstairs. When he turned around, Song Xuan followed him downstairs.

"You should sleep earlier."

Song Xuan sat on the stool and looked up at him: "What about you? Don't you sleep?"

Yang Haitao raised the textbook in his hand: "There will be make-up exams at the end of August. I have to hurry up and study."

Only if he succeeds in being admitted to the TV University, can he become Song Xuan's righteous boyfriend, he has to fight hard.

Song Xuan touched her hair: "I... I'll give you tutorials."

Yang Haitao raised his hand and refused: "No need, no, you are by my side, I can't study at all."

There was a crimson on Song Xuan's cheeks, and Yang Haitao was stunned. Yeah, such a soft jade and scented person sat next to him. He was completely minded, where could he still want to learn?

Song Xuan nodded: "Okay I get it."

Yang Haitao opened the textbook, glanced at her, had nothing to say, "Mother Wu...where do you live now?"

Song Xuan touched her neck and said, "She is taking care of my dad in Changhai Hospital."

"Oh... Then she worked hard."

Song Xuan lowered her head and smiled: "Well, you can study, I'm upstairs."

Song Xuan went upstairs, leaned on the railing, looked down at the people downstairs, Yang Haitao seriously profiled under the swaying light, and slammed into her heart with the evening breeze.

The tall nose bridge, the deep lines, in all fairness, looks really what she likes, why didn't she find it before?

Yang Haitao took out an unprecedented seriousness to look at the textbook word by word, as if he sensed that someone was watching him on the second floor, he raised his eyes, as if instinctively, the smile on Song Xuan's face slowly bloomed. ...

White, clean, and quiet, Song Xuan thought. The man downstairs in a white shirt staring at her was clearly the boy in her dream when she was seventeen or eighteen.

She hurried down the stairs downstairs, Yang Haitao was still in a daze, and the person he liked fell into his arms, and her muttering voice sounded: "I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry, I used to be proud and arrogant and didn't put you in my eyes at all. I wasted your years. It was my fault. From now on, I want to cherish your affection. Fortunately, it's not too late.

Yang Haitao licked his lips and cautiously said: "What...what's wrong?"

Yang Haitao is still in a period of walking on thin ice, he is afraid that Song Xuan will turn back and he is unwilling to be his girlfriend. Any abnormal behavior of Song Xuan will make him feel sincere and frightened.

Song Xuan squeezed his shirt and whispered, "I just thought I was not very good to you before, and I thought you were a bit stupid."

Yang Haitao was relieved immediately: "It's all my willingness, you don't have to be burdened."

With a clear breeze and a bright moon, Yang Haitao is not a rule-abiding person at first, and Yang Haitao asked tentatively: "Song Xuan...I can...cough...can you kiss you?"