Dyed

"What your parents said to Xiaoran, don't tell me that it has nothing to do with you, you keep saying let it go, why do you want to come here? Ruirui, you have your life now, there is no need to hurt me like this Heart."

You Yingrui bent up her nail-painted fingers, and pierced her palm with her fingertips, "Mom."

She felt uncomfortable for a while. Before, Fan Xian would only say that she was her baby, but now because of Fu Ran, she said that she broke her heart?

Does Fan Xian still have her daughter in her heart?

After hearing what she said, Fan Xian should have known it, You Yingrui saw Fan Xian stepping down the stone steps, she chased after Fan Xian and grabbed Fan Xian's hand, "Mom, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, I have nothing else Thought, let alone intentionally sabotage, I have been secretly in love with him for so many years, it's just... just there is always a knot in my heart that I can't let go of."

"Xiaoran left him so easily at the beginning, but now she can still enjoy his kindness to her safely. I really have no other thoughts. Mom, I was just fascinated by ghosts for a while. Don't blame me."

You Yingrui tugged on Fan Xian's wrist, wishing she could kneel down in the street.

Fan Xian thought about how difficult it was for her to have this relationship over the years, her heart softened, and she supported You Yingrui with the other hand, "Ruirui, you can't force your relationship."

"Mom, I know, I really let go of Chengyou, I was obsessed with ghosts, I was wrong, and this will never happen again, I swear."

Fan Xian raised her hand to caress the top of You Yingrui's head, "Tell me honestly, are you unhappy?"

You Yingrui shook her head vigorously, "Mom, he is very good to me. It was because I was unwilling in my heart. Now that I think about it, I feel sorry for him even more. Don't worry, I am really happy."

After all, if she has been with her for 20 years, even if she is not her own, she is considered half a daughter.

Fan Xian didn't have the momentum she had when facing Shen Sufen just now, she softened her voice, "Ruirui, I believe you didn't mean it, this matter ends here, I hope you and Xiaoran can both get your own happiness."

You Yingrui sent Fan Xian into the car and watched the driver drive the car out of the community.

The black Mercedes gradually faded away in her eyes, You Yingrui wiped away her tears, and asked in the direction of where Fan Xian left.

Mom, what if my happiness and that of Fu Ran rest on the same man?

When she returned to the house, Shen Sufen came over anxiously, "Ruirui is okay, I..."

You Yingrui glanced at her, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, "It's more than failure."

Shen Sufen explained, "I didn't say anything, really."

"You didn't say?" You Yingrui asked in a deep voice, "You didn't say how my mother would know? You don't even look at who bought this house and clothes for you. Do you know that you almost broke me? "

She talked about my mother, and Shen Sufen cried out aggrievedly, who is her real mother?

Fu Ran would get up after lying down. She sat at the desk, opened the drawer and rummaged through to find the jewelry box in the corner.

Thinking of what Ming Chengyou said last night, indeed, their combination directly skipped the process of love, which requires contact and understanding.

She took out the engagement ring in the jewelry box, Fu Ran rested her face on her arm, and raised the ring in her hand to the window.

The brilliance embellished by the sun caught her eyes, and Fu Ran raised the corner of her mouth. She has not been in a formal relationship yet, so it must be a lie to say that she is not ignorant or yearning.

Fan Xian opened the door and came in. Seeing her daughter smiling foolishly at the ring, she walked up to Fu Ran and took the ring in her hand while she was not paying attention, "Isn't this the engagement ring for you and Cheng You?"

"Mom," Fu Ran blushed back to his senses, "I just took a look."

Fan Xian took Fu Ran's hand and put the ring on her ring finger, "Mom hopes to see this day soon."

Fu Ran looked at the ring on her hand, Fan Xian pulled a chair and sat beside her, "Have you considered it?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Fu Ran bent her fingers, feeling the sudden coolness between her fingers.

Fan Xian smiled and said nothing, and after a while she held her hand tightly, "Xiao Ran, why don't you try it? Even if you fall again, it hurts, but at least you don't regret it."

Fu Ran looked up, the bottom of the pond was full of confusion and hesitation, Fan Xian rubbed Fu Ran's ring with her fingertips, "Just treat it as a relationship, don't care about others, and don't care about what Ming Yunfeng has done, it's simple The love of two people alone."

The circles of Fu Ran's eyes slowly turned red, and his nose couldn't restrain the soreness, "Can I just ask for his people?"

Can she not have background, family, or the secret Ming Yunfeng gave her?

"Yes." Fan Xian stood up with a smile and opened the window, "Xiao Ran, you just lack the courage to step out."

Fu Ran propped up her chin and looked out of the window. Fan Xian clicked to stop. When she went out, she said to Fu Ran, "What You Zhaofu said was just a farce. I went to see Shen Sufen today, and they said it was for your own good. This will save you from going to the muddy water of the Ming family, they asked me to tell you not to take it to heart."

After Fan Xian finished speaking, she walked out of the room.

Fu Ran turned on the computer and played Ding Dang's "Unbelievable" single in QQ Music.

Ming Chengyou also played this song in the enthralling box that day. After Fu Ran came back, she was fascinated by it for a while. She took out a pen and A4 paper, put on the headset and listened to it over and over again, and followed it with the pen. It feels like I wrote a whole page.

I can't see through the coldness and depth in your eyes, like a bottomless vortex, people can't figure out the depth...

I can't see through the cool and evil charm around your lips, it's like a hazy mirror that makes people unreal and incomprehensible...

No matter how tenacious the resistance and resistance is, it is no match for the collapse of the heart. The beauty of the past has overwhelmed the only reason...

Follow your feelings, true love is only once, regardless of the temple and the abyss...

Life is just a wandering, just to find the most suitable habitat.

Fu Ran wrote repeatedly at the end: Never mind the temple and the abyss.

There was warmth at the corners of her eyes, and tears slid across her face and fell on the paper. She watched the black fonts fade away, retaining the original graceful and blurred palpitations.

She clenched the signature pen tightly with her fingers, and for some reason, she wanted to cry inexplicably.

An unspeakable sweetness was poured into her chest, but mixed with pain, Fu Ran lay on her arms, her cuffs were soaked with tears, she pushed the paper and pen aside.

The snow stopped and fell again, and the next day I opened the window and looked out, seeing the dazzling white, I couldn't get used to it for a while.

Fu Ran rubbed the corners of her eyes lightly, the mobile phone on the table rang in time as if it had a sensor, she picked it up and opened it, and there was a text message from Ming Chengyou, two simple words: Come down.

Fu Ran was still in her pajamas. She clutched her phone tightly and strode out of the room. Then she quickened her pace and pushed open the study door. She came to the window with small steps. Sure enough, Ming Chengyou's car parked at the gate of Fu's house flamboyantly.