On a rainy day, the car didn't drive fast. The neon lights just appeared, reflecting the drizzle, and it had a special atmosphere.
Gu jinghang held her in his arms. Even though he was only wearing a thin layer of clothing, his body was still warm. He was much warmer than song ran who was wearing three layers of clothing. He held her hands in his palms and song ran felt that the autumn rain did not seem to be so cold anymore. The autumn wind did not seem to be so bleak.
His palm was warm and dry, with a thin layer of calluses. He gently caressed her fingers, as if he was warming her heart.
As the rain fell on the window, Gu jinghang hugged her tightly.
Song ran said teasingly, " Gu jinghang, did you miss me when you went to the Northwest? "
"What do you think?" Gu jinghang chuckled.
Song ran raised her eyebrows. don't say that I think so. This is a subjective feeling. It depends on you. Did you miss me? "