Dyed

Fu Ran thought things too simply.

She thought of Ming Chengyou who walked the mountain road most of the night for her, and that touch of whiteness became a pain that would never be erased.

It penetrated deeply into Fu Ran's flesh and turned into a thorn. Even if she thought about it inadvertently in the future, it would hurt her so much that she couldn't help it.

She thought of Ming Chengyou who was always called childish by her, remembered that he would only slap her a few times when he was very angry, and remembered Ming Chengyou who took off his belt in public to prove his innocence.

Can't think about it, really can't think about it.

But what can I do?The past played in her mind like a movie, and Fu Ran didn't want to remember it.

She gritted her teeth, but there was still nothing she could do.Tears flowed down her cheeks involuntarily, cold and without any warmth.

The cigarette in Ming Chengyou's hand burned his fingertips, he suddenly came back to his senses, and put it out in the ashtray.

In the end, Fu Ran bit his breath and did not cry out. The choked sobs escaped from his throat, like the last struggle of a dying person, even more like a wounded little animal.

Hearing it in his ears undoubtedly magnified all the sadness and desolation. Ming Chengyou sat on the edge of the bed, he could no longer feel his own heartbeat.

He said early in the morning that his heart was dead and he could never live again.

"And that belt, I didn't buy it, but Ying Rui gave it to me." Ming Chengyou thought of that lip gloss, but didn't say it, "Fu Ran, I really didn't like it when you gave it to me." Be careful to lose it, this may be the difference between caring and not caring."

He got up, took out a tissue and handed it to Fu Ran.

She looked up just in time to see the mark of Ming Chengyou's collarbone that she had scratched out, an ambiguous red streak, but now it has become a great irony.

"Just because I left at that time, you have to plan to deal with me like this?" Fu Ran didn't take the tissue in his hand, she looked at Ming Chengyou in disbelief.

He stretched out his hand to grab Fu Ran's chin, and squeezed his two fingers together, as if he wanted to crush her jaw. Ming Chengyou raised his voice, his eyes filled with hatred over the black pupils, "Just? Huh, what did you say, Fu Ran?" That's great, I just made a small joke with you, why do you have to make such an expression?"

Tears flowed down Ming Chengyou's fingertips, and he seemed to find it hot, so he shook off the shackles fiercely.

Fu Ran's face was turned to one side, and the hair on the side of the cheek was messy and close to the face. The figure in his eyes was broken into petals, and it might be difficult to put them together again.

Fu Ran held her palms behind her back, and two clear blood-red finger prints appeared on her face because of Ming Chengyou's force, which was shocking. Her eyes were swollen and painful, and her eyes fell on the marriage certificate on the ground. Fu Ran slowly reached out to pick it up rise.

The registration date is two days ago.

Today is only the third day after they received the certificate.

Fu Ran raised the marriage certificate that did not belong to her in her hand, "You got the certificate on Friday, we were working together in fu that day, went to Qingfeng Yayuan for dinner at night, and watched a movie after dinner, Ming Chengyou, you put Where am I, and what do you take me for?"

Facing her questioning, Ming Chengyou turned a deaf ear and leaned back. He walked to the bedside table and took out a cigarette and lit it on his fingertips.

He turned his back to Fu Ran, raised his face slightly, and looked out of the window with a sad look that she couldn't see, "Fu Ran, we don't want to interfere with each other's life in the future, we are clear, you can go."

She covered her face and wept, no matter how stubborn and tenacious she was on weekdays, after all, wasn't it because of him being by her side?

Although the words are good, even if it hurts from the fall, even if you are injured, you grit your teeth and get up, but so what?

It still hurts when I get up, and some pains pierce my heart, which cannot be seen by others.

Fu Ran bit the back of her hand, exerting such force that she could even hear the sound of her teeth piercing into the flesh. She looked up from the corner of her eye and looked at Ming Chengyou. In the end, she refused to give up, and in the end... wanted to give up completely.

"Are you also with You Yingrui during the 20 days you were missing?"

Fu Ran couldn't see Ming Chengyou's expression clearly, but only saw clouds of smoke lingering above his head, adding a little bit of unreality to his whole being.

Ming Chengyou pinched a cigarette with her finger, her eyes were fixed somewhere in the air, she heard his hollow and cruel voice, "Yes, Ying Rui was not able to accompany me on my birthday, and she was free during that time , I went over to discuss marriage with her."

Fu Ran closed her eyes, reached out to wipe away the tears but wiped more and more tears.

what is she?

They got the certificate three days ago, but she slept with Ming Chengyou last night.

His so-called revenge is to imprison her in the marriage relationship that he and You Yingrui can't get involved in. If one person's hatred can destroy the other, then he has done it.

The secret of Ming Yunfeng's dying moment came to Fu Ran's throat, and she wanted to say it impulsively, wanting Ming Chengyou to experience the same pain as her.

But, in the end, he swallowed it back.

Fu Ran bit her lips tightly. When Ming Yunfeng asked him to keep the secret, she should not have agreed, and the last thing she should have done was to hesitate and jump into Ming Chengyou's net.

She also wanted to be selfish, and she also wanted Ming Chengyou to experience the pain of cutting out her heart...

There was a fishy smell gushing out of Fu Ran's mouth, and he was ruthlessly pushing her to a dead end, but she was exhausted in the end, and even lost the strength to speak.

The bloody smell in the throat is getting stronger and stronger, the corner of the mouth hurts, and the words are tearing slightly, Fu Ran's eyes turned from the original sadness to the last hope, "You, have you ever loved me?"

Ming Chengyou didn't speak for a while, but just when Fu Ran thought he couldn't wait for an answer, he saw Ming Chengyou turn around.

The white bathrobe was lighted on the back, this extreme color reminded her of the down jacket that Ming Chengyou wore when he was in Qingshan, and he was staring at him from above.

Fu Ran opened her mouth, and suddenly wanted to take back that sentence, but she saw Ming Chengyou's expression was cold, with a sarcastic smile on his handsome face, and cruelly threw two words at her, "I don't love you."

With great difficulty, the last perseverance she held in her heart collapsed like this.

Fu Ran stared at him in a daze, the man's facial features transformed into a huge pair of palms in his eyes, and after strangling her throat, she couldn't breathe anymore, like a fish on the verge of death due to lack of oxygen, her eyes stared at him in pain and sorrow .

Ming Chengyou's legs crossed the low coffee table, and the hem of the bathrobe almost touched Fu Ran's knees. He leaned down and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he thought her wound was not deep enough. He clasped his hands on his chest and smiled softly Yi raised his lips and said, "Is there anything else you want to hear?"

Fu Ran choked in his throat, stared at him but couldn't say a word.

"Do you still remember your photo? I didn't lose my mobile phone at all, and it was originally a play I directed and acted on my own.

Including Mingzheng's appearance is what I expected, of course, don't worry, how can I be willing to show others a photo like yours?It's just to see him go smoothly and remind him, you slept with me after all..."

Fu Ran clenched his hands on his knees tightly into fists. No matter how much it hurt, no matter how much it hurt, he still didn't know it was numb.

How good would it be if it was really numb?