Dyed

After taking a shower in the bathroom and changing into dry clothes, Ming Chengyou walked to the balcony.

Leaning slightly, she saw Fu Ran standing outside the door without moving. At that time, the sun was just right, lazily slanting through the green shade beyond her outstretched arms, and the strips fell on the top of the woman's head.

Irritability was always crowded in Ming Chengyou's heart, he opened his palms, Fu Ran didn't look up, the door behind him was closed, and he only took a few steps after standing for a long time.

When Ming Chengyou returned to the bedroom, the bright red in the center of the big bed was dazzling and astonishing.

Steward Xiao stood outside and called out cautiously, "Third Young Master, lunch is ready."

Ming Chengyou raised his head and looked out of the window. The originally clear glass was covered with mist at some point. When he looked again, the sky was dark and hazy, and it started to rain.

He threw away the things in his hand, strode open the door and rushed out.

Steward Xiao followed closely, but he couldn't keep up with him no matter what.

Ming Chengyou opened the door, and the earthy smell mixed with grassy fragrance rushed towards him. He stood tall and tall in front of the Roman column, his eyes looked around but he didn't find Fu Ran.

Ming Chengyou walked into the garden in the rain, widened his eyes, avoided those precious flowers and garden decorations, and could see the end at a glance.

Housekeeper Xiao took an umbrella and hurried to his side, "Third Young Master, it's raining so hard, let's go back."

"What about her?"

When Fu Ran was dragged out of the room by him, she didn't bring anything with her. Where could she go?

"Young mistress?" Housekeeper Xiao looked at Ming Chengyou puzzled, "I left early, and the weather was not good, so she asked me to take an umbrella and said to go to work."

Who is stupid?If you don't let her in, are you really obediently leaving her in the rain?When it's a drama of bitterness.

"Leaving?" Ming Chengyou frowned.

Butler Xiao hurriedly argued, "I didn't open the door for young mistress, the umbrella was handed out through the window."

Ming Chengyou was so angry that he kicked the flower pot. The bottom of the ceramic pot crackled and rolled out of the steps. The well-growing stems and leaves crawled on the ground, and the dark brown soil was repeatedly washed by the rain.

"Third Young Master!"

Ming Chengyou waved away the umbrella that Butler Xiao handed over, feeling inexplicably upset, and just wanted to find someone to vent his anger on.

Not long after Fu Ran walked out of Evian's capital, the umbrella in his hand came in handy in time.She fumbled for her pockets, they were empty, and her clothes still looked the same, but she was driven away so suddenly that she could only wear slippers.

A silver-gray luxury car sped by, and the wind was fierce, Fu Ran took two steps away, and saw it quickly reversed and drove back to her side, the left window fell down, revealing an outstandingly handsome face, "Xiao Ran. "

She bent down slightly, and then she saw the person clearly, "Brother."

His stern face sank deeper and deeper, but he still said calmly, "Why are you here alone? Where are you going? I'll see you off."

"Need not."

"Get in the car, maybe there are reporters around here."

Fu Ran knew that she had no choice at this time, did she really want to walk to the studio?

The car was full of people, and it didn't run as fast as before. Ming Zheng took a brand new towel from the back seat and handed it to her, "Why are you dressed like this?"

Fu Ran laughed at herself and curled her lips, her eyes glanced at the light blue slippers on her feet, "I was kicked out."

"why?"

Fu Ran's hair was stained with damp, and he saw the traces left by the drizzle pushed away by the wiper.

There were all kinds of people rushing by at the street corner, she suddenly lost her mind, and said in a daze, "One year, it was also the same weather, I ran in the rain like the people outside, I shouted why to the sky, but until Today, I have no answers."

Ming Zheng held the steering wheel tightly, and he lowered the car window, opening a small gap, and occasionally sporadic raindrops hit his face.

The wet and cold feeling extinguished the impulse in his body, and in a blink of an eye, the man returned to his previous coldness.

His eyes fell on Fu Ran's neck through the rearview mirror. She didn't know it, but there was a pink hickey there, which didn't fade overnight, and it would have turned purple.

Mingzheng's eyes gradually darkened, the small space was quiet and silent, and it was this feeling of almost suffocation again.

Fu Ran took a deep breath, it was useless, let her want to ask about the past, but he obviously didn't want to mention it, what's more, he had already forgotten it.

Feeling powerless all over his body, Fu Ran stared at the fading figure outside the window in a daze.

She propped her face on her elbows, her voice was hoarse, at this moment she was like a small boat floating on the sea, except for the fear of loss, there was nothing else, "Brother," she called softly, fragments of memory burst out, and she was full of heart. Unbearably sad, "This is the last time I will ask you. If you don't want to say it, I won't force it."

The left hand on the knee was pulled over by a warm palm, and after being clenched, it was placed on Ming Zheng's leg. Fu Ran's nose was sore. She didn't look back, and kept her eyes on the window.

The car drove forward all the way, but Fu Ran couldn't find her way forward.

The rain gradually weakened, but the ground was completely wet due to the rain, and the greenery on the roadside showed green vitality. Fu Ran let him hold his hand, and she waited for him to speak, but Mingzheng's thin lips were tightly pressed, still silent.

People are always like this, never give up, full of hope.

Fu Ran's words rushed to her throat several times, she hesitated again and again, but she still mustered up her courage, "Brother..."

The wheels stopped close to the curb, Mingzheng unlocked the car door, and at the same time withdrew the hand holding Fu Ran, "I have something else to do, so I can only send you here."

He took out his wallet, randomly pulled out a stack of money and handed it to Fu Ran, "Take it."

With his remaining warmth on the back of her hand, Fu Ran raised her head in a daze, Ming Zheng's eyes were calm and distant, she laughed at herself, and took a hundred-yuan bill from his hand, "Thank you."

When Fu Ran opened the door and left, she never looked back.

In the end, she was self-righteous, he always knew how to measure, but she wanted to cross the line.

Ming Zheng fixed his eyes on Fu Ran's figure, seeing her go further and further away, and finally disappeared under the rain curtain, and disappeared in his eyes.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, and only took a deep breath, not wanting to take a second.

Fu Ran came to the park next to her with an umbrella. Because of the rain, she rarely saw people. Also, who likes her to visit the park on this day?

The painted wooden bench couldn't sit on anyone, so she had to keep walking, with only 100 yuan in her pocket, what could she do?

The sky was getting darker, and before 5 o'clock in the evening, it was approaching darkness outside, and the living room of Evian Capital was as bright as day, and a slender figure stood in front of the window, Ming Chengyou stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, with a slightly sad expression on his brow.

Her temper grew, and he threw her outside, but she just patted her ass and left.

It's just that she didn't bring any money with her, and the way out was difficult, and it was impossible for her to go back to Fu's house in such a distressed state.

Housekeeper Xiao saw him standing here for a long time, looked at the time, and thought that the young master didn't eat well at noon, she was really hungry and she couldn't bear it.

"Third Young Master," she said as carefully as possible, "let's have dinner."

Ming Chengyou turned around and glanced at Steward Xiao coldly. She thought he was going to get angry again, so she shrank her neck in fright, "The young mistress hasn't come back yet, why don't I ask someone to go out and look for it?"

"No, the door is open here, can't she even figure out the way home?"

Seeing this, Butler Xiao had no choice but to go back to the restaurant.

Not long after, she saw Ming Chengyou went upstairs and changed into a suit of clothes and hurried out, the Maybach tail lights quickly disappeared at the end of the door wall.