Gu Wei'an didn't reply to Mo Bai's words.

I don't know why, she was especially afraid that Gu Wei'an would fall asleep because of this.

"Master Gu."

Mo Bai plucked up his courage and stretched out his hand to push his arm, "Are you okay?" ”

Gu Wei'an was still silent, and his forehead, which was inadvertently touched by Mo Bai, was hot.

He's having a fever!

Mo Bai exclaimed in his heart.

Because of soaking in water, the wound should be infected, and he had just dug a hole with a shovel to save himself, Gu Wei'an couldn't hold it even if he was beaten with iron.

“…… Master Gu......"

The inky white little hand shook the unconscious Gu Wei'an, "...... Don't you sleep......"

Like a dream, the body fragrance of the girl's house, smelling on the tip of the nose, is so fragrant.

Gu Wei'an seems to have returned to the eighties.

He knew that Mo Bai liked to sing, so he brought back a luxury radio from his grandfather's house.

When she went to work that day, he followed her behind with a big bar.

When the neighbors saw this scene, they broke their mouths and said, "It is worthy of being the granddaughter of Cuihua, and at a young age, she caught up with the only grandson of Chief of Staff Gu!" ”

"In the future, you are not allowed to follow me again."

Mo Bai had a thin face, and after dropping this sentence, he ran very fast.

"Xiaobai."

Gu Wei'an hurriedly stepped into the car and stopped in front of her.

"You come with me to a place."

He held her and refused to let go domineeringly.

Along the way, she was dragged by him and was very angry, "I will definitely be deducted work points today!" ”

"I've asked the monkeys to do it, help you make a note of it."

Gu Wei'an dragged Mo Bai to a deserted highland, and then said with a smile: "Xiaobai." You close your eyes. ”

"What are you doing?"

Mobai doesn't like to owe others, and today the monkeys help them do their work, and they will definitely have to pay it back in the future.

"Close your eyes, or I won't let you go back today."

Seeing Mo Bai obediently close his eyes, Gu Wei'an took out the radio from his bag and muttered: "When I say don't open it, don't open it." ”

"Alright."

Mo Bai regained his light, and in his field of vision was a radio, Gu Wei'an smiled: "For you." ”

"I don't want it."

Mo Bai pushed it to Gu Wei'an, "This is too valuable, I can't accept it." ”

"Xiaobai."

Gu Wei'an pretended to be annoyed, "I specially brought it from my grandfather's house, don't you don't accept it...... If I don't accept it, I'll throw it away. ”

(Note from the author: Gu Wei'an was the son of a high-ranking cadre in his previous life, so he was more sloppy.) This life is much ^_^ more stable)

"So expensive!"

Mo Bai stood on tiptoe and reached out to pick up the radio, "How can you throw it away." ”

He was sure that she would be distressed, so he would say the opposite.

Gu Wei'an stretched the antenna and modulated it for a long time before Su Xiaoming's "Night in the Military Port" was played on the radio.

"Xiaobai."

Gu Wei'an inadvertently stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, "You learned this song, sing it to me in the future." ”

……

"Gu Wei'an!"

Mo Bai anxiously called out his name, and he didn't know how many times he screamed before his dream was interrupted.

“…… Little White ......"

Gu Wei'an's voice was hoarse, "...... I want to hear you sing "The Night of the Military Port......"

How did he know he would sing this song?

Mo Bai didn't like this feeling, why was Gu Wei'an so clear about the things in his previous life.

She couldn't remember who had given her a luxury radio, or why she had learned to sing that song over and over again.

Until, dark green shattered the radio.

Grandmother Han Cuihua took a chicken feather blanket and slapped her viciously, scolding her for being a loser and having bad customs, so that she couldn't hold her head up in the brigade.

"Okay." Mo Bai put away this sad memory, she closed her eyes, "As long as you sleep, I will sing to you." ”

"Hmm."

Gu Wei'an fell on Mo Bai's shoulder, listening to her sweet voice singing: "The night of the military port is quiet, and the waves gently shake the battleship

The young sailor smiled sweetly in his sleep with his head resting on the waves

The sea breeze blows gently and the waves gently shake you

How hard the sailors of the voyage returned to the bosom of the motherland

Let our sailors sleep well, and the night of the military port is quiet

The waves gently shook the battleship, and the young sailors rested their heads against the waves

Smile happily in your sleep, the sea breeze blows gently on you

The waves gently shake you how hard the young sailors are

When the morning glow reflects the red sea, our warships will anchor again."

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