After the stand-in resigned

A needle can be heard in the room, and for a while, only the sound of Ling Ran Xisuo climbing onto the bed can be heard.

The bed in the hotel was big and soft, no matter whether Ling Ran was kneeling or sitting, she could easily radiate to the other side, but An Fan still had his back to her, without any response, as if he was asleep.

Ling Ran knew that An Fan was not asleep, she just didn't want to talk to her.

Ling Ran half-lyed on the head of the bed, staring at the small ball raised by the quilt with lowered eyes, until the focus was lost, she said softly: "I haven't slept well for a long time since I broke up with you. Even if I sleep I always wake up with a start, and when I wake up, I can’t fall asleep again, I can only open my eyes and wait for the dawn.”

An Fan didn't respond, Ling Ran was still saying: "The first time I divided... the time I mentioned "end", you didn't come to see me for a month, and I didn't sleep well. I went to the hospital, but at that time I was desperate to save face, I didn't want to admit that you had such a great influence on me, so I insisted not to go to you."

"But you're still here..." Ling Ran said, "Even though Li Xi tricked you into coming here, I'm very happy."

"As long as I hold you, I can sleep well." Ling Ran said: "Although I didn't admit it with my mouth at that time, I already recognized it in my heart—"

"Is it meaningful for you to say so much!" An Fan suddenly interrupted her.

Ling Ran didn't seem to be choked up, and smiled lightly: "I don't have a purpose in everything, I just want to say that you are very important to me, because I was too cowardly before."

An Fan gently pulled the quilt and wrapped herself tighter, like a safe cocoon. She said, "I don't want to talk about the past."

"Then let's not talk about it..." Ling Ran was very talkative: "I just want to apologize for the past. I'm sorry, Anfan."

Xu Shi was wrapped tightly in the quilt, and An Fan felt dry all of a sudden. She suppressed her anger and said, "I'm asleep."

An Fan wanted to sleep, so Ling Ran naturally couldn't pester her to chat, so Ling Ran changed from sitting to lying down, nestling next to An Fan, with a distance of one person between them.

Looking at Anfan's back, Ling Ran was deeply attached to her, and almost couldn't help saying: "Why is it so easy for me to go to bed?"

She thought that she would have to go through some bargaining before she could share the bed with An Fan.

An Fan's voice was very soft: "Do I have any other options?"

Ling Ran was still able to speak calmly after being bullied by An Fan, but she was silenced by such a casual question.

Ling Ran lay flat, no longer looked at Anfan's back, and said after a long delay, "Am I a jerk?"

Ling Ran said: "Actually, I know it too, but I can't help it."

"I see that you are going to be with Li Xiang, I don't want to, I have no other choice but to do this."

Ling Ran stared at the chandelier on the ceiling and chattered. The crystals hanging from the chandelier were too gorgeous, making her vision gradually blurred.

Maybe it was Ling Ran's voice that was not quite right, which aroused An Fan's thoughts, and she responded to Ling Ran's words: "Yes, this is your problem, you always only care about yourself. When you don't want to be together, you just end it with a casual sentence." Just send me away, completely disregarding my feelings, you want to be together, even if you stalk me hard and softly, you will stay by my side, you can't drive me away, and you don't care about my feelings at all."

"You always only care about yourself." An Fan repeated this sentence, and said softly: "What do you think of me? Have you considered my feelings from the beginning to the end?"

Ling Ran covered her head with the quilt, as if it would make her feel better. She was silent for a moment, and a soft voice came from inside the quilt: "Anfan, do you hate me?"

"No hate." An Fan said.

But before Ling Ran could calm down, An Fan said again: "Where there is no love, there is no hatred."

"Just like my parents, I used to expect something from them. As long as they didn't do well, I would hold grudges for a long time and complain about how I have such parents. But now, I don't care what they do. Don't care anymore."

At this moment, Ling Ran emerged from the quilt, puzzled: "Didn't they adopt the little girl?"

"It's you?" An Fan asked in surprise.

Ling Ran seldom leaked anything. Maybe it was because she was hit hard by her emotions and her thinking logic was not careful, so she actually revealed the truth. She tried to make up: "I am just playing the role of a middleman. The family of the newly adopted little girl is my family. I went to find it, and I didn't do anything else!"

In the last sentence, Ling Ranyin put the emphasis on it, and wanted to emphasize it strongly.

"It's nothing..." An Fan said, with a look of indifference, and after a while, An Fan said, "It's okay."

Seeing An Fan like this, Ling Ran felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

She heard An Fan and Ling Yun describe everything about their parents that day, An Fan looked so uncomfortable, she just didn't want her to feel uncomfortable, and planned all this secretly, who knew that good intentions would not lead to good things.

Anfan didn't care anymore.

Ling Ran suddenly thought, Anfan doesn't care about her now, does he want to be merciless like this autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves...

Although she had understood it, she couldn't help shivering.

In the silence, An Fan said: "Since you have met my parents, have you heard them mention my junior high school incident?"

"What happened to you in junior high school?" Ling Ran asked.She and An Fan met in her sophomore and junior high school.

"It's nothing..." An Fan said this, but she found it boring after she finished speaking, especially since she also wanted to know how Ling Ran would react when she found out that the girl was her, so she said: "Nine years ago, the City Children's Palace, you sent A girl with menarche comes home, remember?"

An Fan's shot directly sent her back to nine years ago, Ling Ran was a little confused for a while, but as An Fan's description became concrete, Ling Ran gradually recalled this incident.

She was so shocked that she sat up directly from the bed: "It's you?!"

At this time, An Fan changed his back to face and looked straight at her: "It's me."

Ling Ran was stunned for more than ten seconds, swallowed nervously, and said softly and slowly, "I never thought it would be you."

An Fan was actually very relaxed when facing Ling Ran at this time, as if nothing messed up between the two of them, they just reunited after a long absence, she said, "Then who do you think it will be?"

As soon as the words came out, he recalled Cong Qian again, An Fan said, "Don't you think it's my sister again?"

Ling Ran shook her head quickly, more than a rattle, and said, "No one, I just didn't expect it to be you."

Ling Ran was half lying on the head of the bed at this time, as if digesting this fact, after a long time, she said with emotion: "We are very destined."

"Nie Yuan." An Fan said.

Ling Ran glanced at her, not very satisfied with this argument.

An Fan said, "Isn't it? I've seen it so many times, but it turned out like this."

Ling Ran wanted to make amends: "If you give me another chance..."

"Impossible..." An Fan snatched Ling Ran's words, and said, "It's not fate to be together, there are so many people in the world who love each other but can't be together."

Ling Ran stopped talking.

Her eyes fell in front of her casually, and she didn't know what she was looking at. It was erratic, like clouds far away in the sky.

The one who spoke became An Fan. Xu was overwhelmed by the past, and she urgently needed to find someone to bear it with. She shared: "Didn't we go back to the classroom to get sanitary napkins together? I ran away suddenly because I saw my sister was right. The teacher said I skipped class."

"My stool fell on the ground and there was blood on the surface. It was obvious that the stool couldn't be turned upside down for no reason, but I didn't think so at the time..."

An Fan said, "Maybe it's because I have a little bit of nostalgia for her."

Since Ling Ran knew that An Qingyi was behind her and An Fan's blunders, she completely overturned her opinion of this person, but she still didn't expect this person to treat her sister like this. She asked: "Why is she doing this?" Do?"

"I also want to know..." An Fan looked at Ling Ran with a playful look after speaking, "Didn't she tell you? Why do you hate me as a sister?"

Ling Ran was in a rare embarrassment, because of the time she spent with An Qingyi.

Ling Ran said: "She played the role of a good sister in front of me."

It's true that An Qingyi rarely mentioned Anfan in front of her, and even if she did, it wasn't to the extent of causing her to doubt the relationship between the sisters.

Only after knowing the truth and thinking back, did Ling Ran realize that there was a little hidden meaning in it, such as the sentence: My sister seems to like you, what should I do.No, I can't be with you...

"It's also..." An Fan said, "I only act if I care about it. It seems that she really wants to get you."

No matter how embarrassed Ling Ran was, An Fan said again: "Since we like each other, why aren't we together?"

This was what An Fan was very thankful for at the beginning. An Qingyi was not with Ling Ran, which gave her the courage to chase after Ling Ran, but now she felt that it was better for them to be together.

If Ling Ran and An Qingyi had been together, then after An Qingyi's death, she would not rush to become her substitute.Just because not being together gave her an illusion, she was willing to fly moths to the flame.

Ling Ran was so ashamed of what she said, she hesitated and struggled and said, "It's not to that extent."

"With the diligence you used to run to my house, you haven't reached the level yet?" An Fan pressed.

Ling Ran came back wisely and said, "It's because the heavens destined us to be together, so they didn't arrange for me to have other people."

An Fan was speechless, threw off the quilt, and said, "Sleeping."

The author has something to say: the challenge is successful!