746 Gave Han Yue two shots
Yin Hua’s eyes flashed. my brother ran ran didn’t say.
Song ran stood up and felt wronged. do you know which Research Institute he went to? ” I’ll go visit him when I’m free.”
Yin Hua jumped in shock and quickly said vaguely, ” my brother said that it’s confidential and didn’t tell me. He only gave me a rough idea. Since it’s an inspection, there shouldn’t be any danger.
Song ran frowned in dissatisfaction. It was confidential. It was confidential all the time. She was really helpless. She wanted to vent her anger, but she had no way to do so.
As Yin Hua said, when he came back from the southeast Research Institute, she would definitely beat him up so that he would dare to leave without saying goodbye again.
Song ran ran ran over to Xiaowang. he’s going to the southeast Research Institute. Do you have any way to contact him? ” Do you have a phone number?”
Little Wang shook her head like a rattle. no, no. The inspection this time is very confidential. There’s nothing.
Song ran had some doubts about what Xiaowang said. If they were going for a joint inspection, they should be in the Research Institute. There should be a communication room in the Research Institute. Why did they not even have a way to contact her?
However, she didn’t think too much about it. She thought that the inspection this time was highly confidential, so the Research Institute didn’t disclose the details to the public.
Then, Yingying could only wait for him to call her.
Yang Haitao and song Xuan’s engagement was approaching. Yang Haitao was feeling proud every day. Since the engagement was here, how far away was the wedding?
Well, it was indeed not far away.
That night, it started to rain in autumn. With one autumn rain, it was cold. It was already mid-November and the weather was getting colder. After dinner, yang Haitao held up a large umbrella and took song Xuan’s hand as they walked out.
At 6:30 pm, the sky outside was already dark. Song Xuan retracted her hand and walked properly. Yang Haitao laughed and said, ” “What are you afraid of? It’s so dark.”
“There are street lamps.”
“It’s night time, there’s no one here.”
“If the neighbors see us, it won’t be good.”
“I have to take care of my wife’s hand and other people’s feelings?”
“Who’s your wife?” song Xuan pinched his palm.
The two of them walked in front, followed by uncle Zhong and Xiaohu. The two of them didn’t have umbrellas, so they put their hands on their heads and ran hurriedly. Xiaohu wanted to hide under yang Haitao’s umbrella, but uncle Zhong pulled him away. The two of them were so sweet together, who was the third party to spoil the scene?
What was this child thinking?
Yang Haitao held her hand tightly as they strolled in the rain. He was in a good mood. our engagement party is next week. My mom has already made preparations.
Song Xuan tried to pull her hand away. The man was too strong and she could not move her hand at all.
The autumn rain was as thin as silk. The dim yellow light shone down and drifted in the air. The flower rack in the courtyard had already withered, but the bleak scenery did not make people feel sad.
Perhaps it was because of the man standing next to her?
His palm was very warm, and the warmth reached her heart. She couldn’t help but look up at his face, his eyes, his bright, clear, and affectionate eyes.
It was a short distance, but they took a long time to walk. Yang Haitao deliberately walked slowly. The autumn wind blew and the rain wet his pants. The umbrella was tilted towards song Xuan, and the rain fell on his left shoulder. Water also entered his neck, but he did not feel cold. He only felt comfortable.
“Can you walk faster?” song Xuan rebuked.
Yang Haitao’s voice carried a hint of a smile. aren’t you an artsy young lady? don’t you like romance? this autumn rain, the flower stand next to it, and the color of the lights are just right. Don’t you think it’s a little romantic? ”
Song Xuan couldn’t help but glance at him again. This man, did he study on electricity? even his speech was of a higher standard. In just a few words, the picture he outlined was indeed romantic and warm.
She clasped his hand tightly and intertwined her fingers with his. “No matter how romantic it is, you can’t keep standing in the rain.”
She pulled him along and quickened her pace into the yard next door. Yang Haitao pushed open the metal gate. The stone path was washed by the rain and the two of them walked along the path to the porch.
Yang Haitao closed the umbrella and held it in his hand. Raindrops were dripping from the tip of the umbrella.
Song Xuan looked up and saw that the left shoulder of his jacket was soaked. There was rain falling from the left side of his head, falling on the side of his face and then falling.
She was touched. She looked up at him. Haitao, please cancel the engagement.
Yang Haitao’s legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.
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