After the stand-in resigned

Sitting in front of the desk for a long time, An Fan regained consciousness in a daze, her schoolbag was still on the sofa in the living room without bringing it in.

In the bag is the math test paper that is due tomorrow morning, and the tablemate has already made an appointment to read it first, and there is not so much time to mourn the autumn and winter, An Fan bypasses An Qingyi's room door, and goes to the living room to pick up the schoolbag.

She always only carried what she needed, and the schoolbag was very light. An Fan took out the paper and pen to write, and scratched a piece of draft paper to count.

The time spent concentrating passed quickly, and when An Fan wrote the big part of the test paper, there was a knock on the door, and Xia Ping walked in with a cup of hot milk.

"Doing homework." She said, and put the hot milk on Anfan's right hand side.

An Fan lowered his head to calculate, and asked without raising his head: "What's the matter?" She seemed to be able to guess what Xia Ping was going to say, and she was inexplicably resistant and didn't want to face it.

"It's nothing, you write first." With that said, she didn't leave, but sat down on the edge of the bed behind An Fan.

An Fan finished writing the steps of the big question, came to a verification conclusion, and finally did enough mental construction to negotiate with the people behind her. She drank the milk first, and drank it all in one gulp. She turned around and asked bluntly: "Are you here?" Do you want me to give Ling Ran to my sister?"

Xia Ping opened her eyes slightly, and said in surprise, "Of course not! How could you think so!"

The sweetness of milk gradually appeared on the tip of his tongue, An Fan put his arm on the back of the chair and murmured: "Isn't it?"

"No..." Xia Ping said, "Mom has never thought of this. Not now, and never will!"

Her categorical promise soothed An Fan's heart. She nodded her head twice as a response, and her resistance dissipated like a dark cloud. She asked, "What's the matter? I still have to work on the problem. If there is something, you can tell me." .”

Xia Ping stared at An Fan for a while, then asked confusedly, "Mom wants to ask you, what do you think of Mr. Ling?"

Are you afraid that she will fall in love early?An Fan replied: "I don't like her."

Xia Ping felt relieved, subconsciously said: "That's good, that's good."

An Fan sharply raised his eyes, thankful for Xia Ping's attitude at this time.If she was just worried about her puppy love, Xia Ping shouldn't be reacting like this now.

An idea gradually formed in An Fan's heart after contacting everything that happened, she didn't care whether she consulted it or not: "Are you afraid that I will be with Ling Ran and irritate my sister?"

Xia Ping opened her mouth, but was unable to utter a word in the stagnant atmosphere.

This silence turned into a knife, and a hole was drawn in An Fan's heart. All her grievances rushed out of her mouth, and she couldn't stop it: "Ling Ran likes sister, you and Dad are happy to see it, and even invited She came home to celebrate her birthday together, Ling Ran likes me, so you are glad we won't be together...Why?"

An Fan was asking, and she didn't need an answer, she just needed Xia Ping to make a clear statement, would she give in everything for An Qingyi?

Xia Ping finally spoke, her voice sounded extremely weak: "You also know that your sister is not in good health, we just want her to spend the rest of the time happily."

Reason told Anfan that she should shut up at this time, the dying person, this is a reason bigger than the sky, she should not say anything, she should shut up, but the negative emotions accumulated all the time are about to fill up her balloon It exploded, not to mention that she would be crazy, she said regardless: "Then is her happiness based on my unhappiness?"

Xia Ping stared blankly at An Fan, as if meeting her little daughter for the first time.

The opening has been cut open, extending infinitely, Anfan has no way to retreat, she clutched the back of the chair tightly, and asked calmly: "If this happened to me, and I pretended to be my sister to claim someone else's love, what would you do? for me?"

"Year after year, there is no comparison." Xia Ping said.

"Will you scold me? Or hit me?" An Fan looked at Xia Ping without blinking, and asked word by word: "I still feel that I am not worthy to be your daughter, and I will lose face of you and Dad... "

"Niannian!" Xia Ping sternly stopped An Fan's words, raised her head and met An Fan's gaze suddenly, and could not say any more reprimands.

It was a sad look that could soften anyone's heart.

Xia Ping softened her tone and said persuasively, "Mom likes sister, and mom loves you too. This matter cannot be compared like this."

An Fan saw it through: "If you really loved me, you wouldn't come to chat with me now."

The honorifics made Xia Ping tremble, her heart was numb, but An Fan's next words made her even more shocked: "You have always only seen your sister crying, and I, the one who was hurt the most by this incident Isn't it me? If it was my sister, you would have hugged her in your arms to comfort her, right?"

An Fan's accusation made Xia Ping as a mother feel ashamed, she was flustered, but she didn't know what to do to save her disappointed daughter, an idea popped up in her heart, she asked: "Don't you like her? "

She attributed the source of all Anfan's anomalies to Ling Ran, and Anfan was extremely disappointed.

"I don't like her, but if I do," she said.

An Fan looked into Xia Ping's eyes, longing for an answer: "If I like Ling Ran, I must be her. What are you going to do?"

Xia Ping remained silent.

The silence at this time was undoubtedly the greatest harm, An Fan thought she already knew the answer.The problem was not complicated, but once it involved An Qingyi being with Xia Ping, it became the most difficult problem.

Maybe it's not difficult, Xia Ping's steelyard is always tilted in that direction, and the embarrassment written on her face now is just because she is right in front of her.

An Fan didn't want to say anything anymore, she thought she should get used to it, but how sad it is to get used to this kind of thing.

It doesn't matter if you say she is young and energetic, or she acts impulsively, she quickly took off the schoolbag hanging on the back of the chair, swept all the things on the table into the bag without looking at it, and said with a rush of anger: " I want to be with Ling Ran!"

"I like her! It's useless for anyone to stop her!" An Fan got up and said.

Xia Ping took two steps to chase after him: "Where are you going?"

"Don't worry about it..." An Fan said while running, "You don't need to worry about it from now on!"

An Fan didn't change his shoes, and ran downstairs in one breath, chasing Xia Ping and An Zhize behind him and shouting eagerly, An Fan was afraid of being chased by them, so he ran faster and took the wind.

Downstairs, the sidelights of a car not far away suddenly flashed twice, An Fan aggressively walked around the car, and suddenly stretched out a hand behind him, tightly grasping her wrist: "Where are you going?"

An Fan, who was on alert, subconsciously wanted to fight, but was dragged into his arms by the man. A sweet fragrance came from the tip of An Fan's nose, and she later realized that it was Ling Ran's smell.

When she was pulled into her arms in the dining room, she smelled a reliable smell.

An Fan turned around, and there was indeed Ling Ran behind her. She looked at her with concern, and reached out to touch her face: "Arguing? Are you running away from home? You're still wearing slippers, where are you going?" ?”

An Fan didn't want to cry, she didn't want to shed a single tear because of her grievances, but now because of Ling Ran's ordinary words, her nose became sore one after another.

She lowered her head, not wanting to be seen by Ling Ran.

"Oh——" Ling Ran cried out in annoyance, and looked down at her face: "Why are you crying? Did I provoke it? If I make you cry in our current relationship, am I out of luck? Oh, you Don't cry..."

Her tone was not meant to comfort others, but fortunately, An Fan didn't need her comfort either. She sniffed to adjust her mood, regained her composure, and smiled: "I didn't cry."

"That's good." Ling Ran patted his chest pretending to be relieved, and was about to take him into the car when two calls came from behind, calling Anfan.

"Niannian, it's so late, how about going home with Mom and Dad?" Xia Ping said, her voice almost begging.

After the quarrel, An Fan was still resistant. She didn't want to hear or talk, and she didn't even want to see anyone, so she simply hid behind Ling Ran and pretended to be a shrinking turtle.

The atmosphere is deadlocked.

Ling Ran acted as a flower protector, and said politely: "Auntie, you also saw that Anfan doesn't want to go with you. I don't know what you guys talked about tonight, but if she came out, it means that she has a grievance and forced to join her." It's not good for anyone to be together, why don't you calm down first, I'll be with her tonight, don't worry."

An Fan turned his head to look at Ling Ran in surprise, but was pushed back by Ling Ran.

An Zhize, who was out of the situation, only knew that his daughter had run away, but he didn't know why. The conflicted look couldn't be faked. He looked at his wife, "What did you tell Niannian?"

Xia Ping's mind was in a mess. Ever since An Fan told her about those things, her mind hadn't stopped.

Chasing An Fan all the way down, these years flashed through her mind like a movie, and the sick An An accounted for a large part of it, and she almost couldn't find Nian Nian.

So she has ignored it so far?

Xia Ping was remorseful and heartbroken. Seeing that An Fan would rather hide behind Ling Ran than look at her was filled with grief. She remembered the sentence An Fan shouted when he ran downstairs, and the root cause of all these conflicts, and she softened her voice Said: "Niannian, if you really want to be with Mr. Ling, mom won't object, it's mom who made a mistake, don't blame mom..."

She was still talking about something, but Ling Ran didn't listen any more, she couldn't help turning her head to look at An Fan, how could such a thing happen, did An Fan run away from home because her mother wouldn't let her be with her?

An Fan pushed Ling Ran away like that, and whispered, "It has nothing to do with you."

An Fan was very determined to go, and Ren Xiaping didn't change her mind no matter what she said, it's not a problem to always be so deadlocked, An Zhize stood up to solve the problem: "It's okay if you don't want to stay at home, where you want to go tonight, Dad will take you there. It's so late It's not safe for you to walk outside as a girl, don't make fun of yourself."

An Fan ran out on impulse, and had no idea where to go. An Zhize discussed, "How about that villa in Xishan? It's also close to your school. I'll ask my aunt to accompany you. You can stay as long as you want."

Xia Ping echoed, "Xishan Villa is good, it's also close to the school, and I can go there too..." She suddenly lowered her head and glanced at the watch with a bright screen, her face turned pale, and she looked at An Zhize helplessly, discussing in a low voice What.

Not far away, An Fan couldn't hear what was said, but she could probably guess that only An Qingyi would contact her with the watch, and she bought it at the beginning because she was afraid that there would be no accidents nearby, An Fan watched her mother turn around and go upstairs in a hurry Looking back, I have mixed feelings in my heart.

An Zhize said: "Your sister is suddenly very unwell, your mother went up to see her."

An Fan nodded pointlessly, and said, "You go up too, nothing will happen to me alone."

An Zhize said again: "Where are you going? Dad will send you off."

An Fan was suddenly very tired, unprecedentedly tired. She thought that what she had always longed for was the care of her parents, but now it was Xia Ping and An Zhize's care that made her feel tired.

She wished they hadn't chased him down, she really wanted to be alone for a while now.

She seemed to be an unreasonable child, maybe in the eyes of her parents, she was just that, she said: "Go and see my sister, I'm fine." After finishing speaking, she turned and left without caring what An Zhize would say.

Ling Ran panicked, and hurriedly said "I'll accompany her", and hurriedly turned around to follow An Fan's pace.

An Fan was walking aimlessly on the street, her steps were neither fast nor slow, her eyes were not looking at the road, but she had never bumped into anyone. She had always been very conscious in this regard and did not cause trouble to anyone.

She could feel that Ling Ran was following her, but she didn't want to say anything. What happened tonight made her feel like she would collapse if she said another word.

I don't know which street to turn to, and there is a fountain square in front of me. Rows of aunts dance square dances to the music, and waist-high children run around the fountain, gurgling from time to time, and everyone's face Everyone was smiling and the atmosphere was joyful.

An Fan wanted to be affected by the atmosphere, so he picked a bench at the corner of the square and sat down.

Soon someone was seated at the other end of the bench.

An Fan smelled the familiar scent, it was Ling Ran, she didn't speak, she just looked at the dancing people not far away, the children running around not far away, envious of their happiness.

"Are you hungry?" Ling Ran said suddenly.

An Fan shook his head, but in the blink of an eye, Ling Ran held a cake and handed it to her: "I saw it on the road, and I was afraid I would lose you, but luckily I didn't."

With the help of the streetlights in the square, An Fan could see clearly that it was a chestnut cake with the words "Happy Birthday, Baby An Fan" written on it, which was more distracting than her original one.

Seeing An Fan staring at those words, Ling Ran cleared his throat and explained, "It's not me, it's the clerk who insisted on adding it."

An Fan looked up at her, not sure whether to believe it or not, Ling Ran couldn't help but smile, and said, "Happy birthday."

Making a wish, blowing out the candles, An Fan was about to cut the cake, but Ling Ran walked away. An Fan followed her back and saw her walk among the group of children. He didn't know what to say, and the children swarmed towards her come over.

"Sister...Happy birthday—" Childish voices rang out in unison, warming the hearts of the people.

"Sister, be happy—"

"Sister, you look so beautiful——"

"Sister, can I have a piece of cake? I want one with strawberries—" An Fan was instantly engulfed in excitement. She accepted the blessings one by one, and began to distribute the cake to the greedy children.

At the end of the cake, there were still two pieces left. An Fan saw Ling Ran approaching, and she was about to hand the cake to her. Seeing a smile on Ling Ran's lips, she knelt down in front of her and said, "Sister, you are so beautiful." Ah, can you give me a piece too?"

An Fan was stunned for two seconds before handing the cake to her, but his face turned red.

She was still silent when sharing the cake, but An Fan was no longer as depressed as before. She stuffed a piece of mango into her mouth, sweetly, and asked Ling Ran, "How did you call all the kids over?"

Ling Ran said, "Personal charm."

An Fan looked at her suspiciously, Ling Ran compromised: "Okay, I used the cake to attract it, after all we can't finish it, so don't waste it."

An Fan nodded, Ling Ran asked again: "Are you okay?"

After recovering his emotions, An Fan insisted, "Actually, I've been fine, I'm not such a fragile person."

Ling Ran didn't expose it, but was just laughing and teasing: "I'm really sorry for having such a big fight with my parents."

It took An Fan two seconds to realize what Ling Ran was talking about. His face turned even redder, and he explained, "My mother won't let me be with you. I said it on purpose to anger her."

"Then when will you be angry with her again?" Ling Ran said, "I really want to hear it."

Ling Ran smiled and turned back to seriousness: "Why don't you agree with me being with you? I think they were quite supportive before."

An Fan said, "Because I am with you now."

Under Ling Ran's inquiring gaze, An Fan explained the reason: "My sister likes you, and being with you will irritate her."

Ling Ran smiled, and for this reason, she said: "Then I can never be with you?"

She smiled and said, "I don't think she is such a fragile person."

An Fan didn't speak, she was used to keeping silent on An Qingyi's question.She couldn't express any opinion on An Qingyi, it would be a crime to say anything more.

"Okay, you still don't like me anyway." Ling Ran said in relief, "I have to work harder."