Chapter 129

129 Am I your son?

Wu guixiang sighed,havent I always been afraid that jinghang didnt have that intention? I didnt dare to tell him.

I dont want to say this, but dont you know what kind of girl our son likes? Youre so hot-headed, would Jing Xing be interested in guoying? Was Jing Xing worthy of standing with guoying? Our son is so good-looking, lets not talk about it.

In the west room, Gu jinghang was about to lie down on the floor when song ran stopped him. Jing Xing, the floor is hard. Come up and sleep. I wont touch you.

Gu jinghang chuckled. its okay, ran. Ill just sleep on the floor.

But the wound on your back

He touched her and said, Im fine, ran. Im really fine. This injury is really nothing. Dont worry, okay?

Song ran replied softly, yes. If youre not feeling well, you have to tell me. Ill sleep on the floor. You can sleep on the bed. Is that okay?

Okay, Ill tell you if you dont feel well, he said as he touched her hand.

As soon as they lay down, they heard footsteps and Gu Weiguos voice at the door. Jing Xing ran ran ran your ran rans back injury, are you okay?

Gu jinghang did not respond to him. He had his own temper too. The person he liked was being mocked by his own mother every day and he was even beaten up. At this moment, he did not want to say anything.

Song ran was afraid that her father would feel awkward, so she quickly replied, Uncle, jinghang said that he is fine. I think we should bring him to the clinic tomorrow morning.

Gu Weiguo stood outside the curtain and coughed. alright, alright, alright. Xuanji jinghang, dont be angry with your mother. She wont feel good after hitting you.

Gu jinghang crossed his arms and lay on his side on the ground. He looked up at the moonlight outside the window and did not say a word.

Song ran did not know how to answer on his behalf. Gu Weiguo did not get a response, so he could only rub his nose and turn around to leave in a Huff.

The moon shone through the square windows and gently shone in. It was quiet, and she could feel the slight breathing of the person lying on the ground beside her. He must be in pain, but he was afraid that she would be worried, so he could only endure the pain and not make a sound.

Her heart ached.

Song ran placed her hand on his shoulder and whispered, Jing Xing Lang Lang.

En, Yingluo.

if I could, how I wish I could be reborn to the year you took the college entrance examination, until the year you were 18.

There was only silence.

Song ran grabbed the corner of the blanket in her hand and tried her best to sound calm. I really, really want to hug you when you were crying like a child at Haicheng station.

Tears welled up in Gu jinghangs eyes but he did not say anything.

At dawn, Gu jinghang brought song ran to the fields after breakfast.

Wu guixiang wanted to apologize to her son, but she couldnt bring herself to do so. Seeing him walk out of the central room, she worriedly chased after him.Jing Xing Lang Lang.

Gu jinghang stopped in his tracks but did not turn around.

Go to the clinic and let Mr. Chen have a look, Wu guixiang said.

Gu jinghang lowered his head and his eyes. His lips were a little pursed but he did not say anything.

Wu guixiang felt very upset.

Gu jinghang was holding a sickle in his hand. Song ran followed behind him obediently and whispered, Jing Xing, do you want to go to a small clinic to see your injury?

Gu jinghang shook his head. it doesnt hurt anymore. Ran, dont worry about me. Ill try my best to finish the farm work in the next two days so that we can go back to Haicheng earlier.

Song rans heart ached, but she could only watch as he entered the field with the sickle.

Not far away, ding guoying and the second aunt came over. Song ran turned around and left, ignoring them.

Hmph, he actually turned around and ran when he saw us, the second aunt snorted.