After the stand-in resigned

The sound of glass that was infinitely amplified in the dark night was found to be just a broken beer bottle on the side of the road the next day, perhaps left by a drunk person accidentally.

An Fan walked around the courtyard wall, there was no sign of being trampled or damaged, and even the soil was flat, proving that no one had invaded.

After the alarm was lifted, An Fan watered a few flowers, put down the water bottle, and stretched leisurely.

Ling Ran was carrying breakfast into the courtyard at this moment, and when she saw her, she bent her eyes: "Are you awake?"

An Fan uncomfortably stretched the cotton nightgown on his body.

Probably Ling Ran's sentence "You are the least like her" is really powerful. She has remembered it since last year, so that she still dare not stretch out in front of Ling Ran.

"What's wrong?" Ling Ran's tone was softer.

An Fan once again reminded herself that this is Ling Ran, who lost his memory, and that he was the same person as the past. She cheered up and asked, "It's okay, get up, what did you buy for breakfast?"

It is still noodles with tomato sauce and red dates and soy milk, and even the ratio of chopped green onion is perfectly reproduced.

An Fan didn't know whether Ling Ran liked this or she would buy it, anyway, she knew that if she continued to eat it, she would get tired of it no matter how much she liked it.

An Fan picked his chopsticks and said, "Their other noodles are also good, you can try it next time."

Ling Ran sensitively asked: "Don't you like this? I'll buy you another one. What do you want to eat?" She was about to get up as she spoke, and Anfan couldn't stop her posture.

An Fan stretched out his hand to grab him, annoyed: "I'll just say it casually."

Ling Ran was still standing still, serious, An Fan softened his tone: "Really, sit down and eat something, I'm hungry."

Ling Ran then sat down, secretly looking at her from the corner of her eye.In order to prove that he really didn't dislike it, An Fan ate boldly, but while eating, he suddenly realized that Ling Ran was sitting opposite him, the Ling Ran who used to be picky about her eating.

Ling Ran was always paying attention to her, and asked at this moment: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." An Fan had mixed feelings in her heart, but she didn't slow down. She said, "I just think I don't look good when I eat."

"It's so pretty..." Ling Ran said, "It's very appetizing. I thought yours was much tastier than mine."

Anfan let out a short laugh from his nose, couldn't hold it back, and simply pulled up the corners of his lips to smile.

Ling Ran was inexplicably curious, and asked, "What happened?"

She just finds it ridiculous.The comparison between the past and the present is absurd.

The bloody past has been revealed, and it seems that it is no big deal to reveal the details, so An Fan said: "I used to eat in front of you like this, and you would think I was rude."

"And that lazy waist I stretched this morning, I used to do it in front of you..."

An Fan thought about it carefully, and denied: "I didn't even do this in front of you, I just got out of the car and stretched naturally beside the car, and you accidentally saw it upstairs, and then you said to me, I did that the most Not like my sister."

Ling Ran was silent.

An Fan saw Ling Ran's lips turned pale, and suddenly worried: "Are you going to be unconscious again?"

Ling Ran regained her strength, shook her head to show that she was fine, took a sip of soy milk, and said, "I just didn't expect that I was so bad before."

Watching the current Ling Ran scolding the past Ling Ran is a very novel experience, and An Fan found that she likes it very much.

"I know I shouldn't come to you again. I knew it when I woke up from a coma, but I still came." Ling Ran said: "Although it was under the banner of packing my luggage, those things are really very important to me. It's important, but what I want to know more is what you think, whether you still want to keep me by your side."

Ling Ran's tone was very sincere: "I struggled for a long time. On the one hand, I felt that it was impossible for you to keep me anymore, and I would have no face to come again. On the other hand, I was thinking about what happens, what if you still want to."

"I didn't expect it to happen..." Ling Ran smiled at this moment: "I know that I am selfish, but I think, let me be happy for more than ten days, and then I will really I won't bother you any more."

This was Ling Ran's first confession of her mental journey after waking up from a coma. An Fan listened quietly, maybe she knew something about Ling Ran who lost her memory, and she could empathize with her.

At this moment, any rhetoric was useless, so An Fan only nodded and settled her noodles in a muffled voice.

After the meal, Ling Ran was still cleaning up. An Fan took the broom to sweep up the beer bottle dregs on the road outside the courtyard wall. After a while, Ling Ran came out. An Fan pointed the broom at the base of the beer bottle and said, "I was so scared last night. What do you think when I saw just a broken wine bottle today?"

After putting Ling Ran to bed last night, a man's voice came from outside the wall again. He muttered something indistinctly. He walked as if he was falling, kicked the ground, and swayed as if he was hitting the wall. Anfan was frightened. You have to stick close to Ling Ran.

The voice didn't go away. Ling Ran said after a while that she was going to check on the situation. An Fan quickly stopped her, saying that the door was locked and that person would never be able to get in. He also put something next to the bed to ensure that if there was any abnormal movement, he would be able to come in as soon as possible. Grab self-defense.

The two of them leaned against each other tremblingly. In fact, the sound had long since disappeared, but their nerves were always in a state of tension. An Fan relaxed and fell asleep when he was nervous.

Ling Ran woke up earlier than her, and An Fan didn't know what happened when the two woke up, so it probably wouldn't look too good.

But after she found out that the scary thing last night was just a beer bottle, she no longer cared about whether it looked good or not. She felt ashamed and wanted to laugh.

An Fan was woken up by the sound outside the courtyard wall before, but she was able to continue to sleep when she turned over. Last night, there were probably rumors of criminals fleeing. The combination of the two really scared her .

Ling Ran stared at it for a while, looking speechless, and then laughed shortly: "You are not allowed to laugh at me."

An Fan had been waiting to see Ling Ran's reaction, but when she saw it, she quickly looked away again.

Ling Ran's eyes are beautiful and her reaction is cute.

It's just her intuition that she shouldn't look at it.

An Fan lowered his head, swept all the debris into the trash bin, and changed the subject: "So let's not scare ourselves, it's not scary at all."

Ling Ran nodded: "But it's still not safe. When I bought breakfast, I found that there was no one on the road. Let's try not to go out these days, just stay at home."

"What can I do at home?" An Fan asked.

"What you can do when you go out before, you can do what you can do at home now." Ling Ran said.

So An Fan set up an easel at home and painted the flowers she raised.And Ling Ran moved a small bench and sat next to her to watch her draw flowers.

An Fan's paintings are often watched by crowds, but she doesn't feel embarrassed. She is purely curious. Ling Ran: "Isn't it boring?"

Ling Ran had a happy expression on his face: "I can stay like this for a lifetime."

An Fan's pen slanted, leaving heavy marks on the drawing paper. She stopped writing, wanting to make amends, and said casually: "You didn't waste time like this before. You often hold a tablet and a mobile phone in your hand, aren't you just sending messages?" Mail is looking at documents, possibly signing, all working.”

Ling Ran commented: "That's really boring."

"Then it's interesting for you to do this?" An Fan said, "You don't even have a mobile phone to play with."

As a modern person, An Fan admires Ling Ran's ability to live without a mobile phone.

"What can the phone do?" Ling Ran was suspicious, and then smiled again: "As long as I'm with you, it's very interesting."

An Fan asked herself that she wasn't hard-hearted, and if she heard such words, she might soften her heart. She didn't respond rationally, and concentrated on making up for the mistake she made just now.

Ling Ran watched quietly.

She suddenly asked: "Did I like you because of Huahua?"

An Fan was amazed at Ling Ran's keenness. She was indeed drawing a whale when Ling Ran fell in love with her at first sight, but it was only by accident that this happened. An Fan didn't answer directly, but just looked at her: "Why do you ask that?"

"When I see you painting, I feel a strange feeling in my heart."

Ling Ran covered her chest first, then looked at her, it was the kind of detailed tracing from forehead to chin, like a delicate meticulous painting, and finally stopped her gaze at the corner of her mouth.

According to Anfan's past experience, Ling Ran wanted to kiss her at this moment.

An Fan turned her head almost majesticly, the small drum in her heart was beating loudly, she was flustered, and emphasized weakly: "Agreement!"

Ling Ran said, "I know." The agreement states that no physical contact is allowed without Anfan's permission. Last night it was Anfan who invited her to bed and took the initiative to cling to her, so that doesn't count.

Ling Ran was puzzled again at the end of her response: "How do you know I want to kiss you?" She obviously didn't say anything.

"Uh..." Anfan decided to keep silent to the end.

The stumbling morning finally passed, after lunch, An Fan decided to take a nap.

He didn't get enough sleep by himself, so he had to lead Ling Ran to sleep with him. After all, sleeping is the best way to kill time.

Ling Ran had already been sent into the baby room by her, and An Fan was about to go to bed. Before she got on the bed, the landlady, Sister Liang, came in from outside the courtyard wall and looked at her brightly: "Are you okay this afternoon?"

An Fan felt something was wrong with her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The village chief won't let him leave the village. We have gathered a few tables of mahjong. Now three are missing and one is missing. Will you come?"

Even though An Fan played mahjong for the first time at the table yesterday, she knew it would be very painful to lose one of the three. As an indispensable part of this, An Fan stepped forward.

"I'll come," she said.

An Fan just took a step, and Ling Ran had already come out of the bedroom. She obediently changed into her pajamas and was about to take a nap. When she saw that An Fan was leaving, she thought she had been tricked and abandoned, and she became anxious: "Where are you going? I'm going too! "

"Ouch—" the landlord said meaningfully again, looked at An Fan, and patted his shoulder: "Then I'll go there first, take your time."

"Uh..." Even though the landlord was a decent person, An Fan still felt that those eyes were too ambiguous.

"I'm going to play mahjong..." After finishing speaking, An Fan felt that the fact of reporting to Ling Ran was very strange, as if the two of them really had something, but Ling Ran obviously wouldn't let her go alone, so she asked : "Do you want to come?"

Ling Ran didn't even know what mahjong was, but she nodded: "If you want to come, wait for me to change my clothes."

When An Fan led Ling Ran into Sister Liang's house, there was another wave of teasing.

Facts have proved that middle-aged women's gossip factors are extremely active. A landlord, sister Liang, claimed that Ling Ran was her girlfriend. An Fan spent half the time playing mahjong answering questions about her relationship with Ling Ran.

From the embarrassment and jerk at the beginning to the full confession later, An Fan has already given up on himself.

Fortunately, with the past as a reference, it is not considered a current compilation, and the difficulty is reduced. An Fan cuts the beginning and the end, and composes a touching love story.

The "good match" that the aunt uttered was like mahjong pieces colliding on a poker table, and the frequency was so high that Anfan doubted his life.

When the aunt asked the reason why the two of them lived here, An Fan made up all the stories, and the reason almost came out of his mouth: "The family does not agree with the two of us being together. The main reason is that they are dissatisfied with her and don't let us in. I graduated before Travelers think this place is very good, so they come here to live for a while, and they are calm and calm with each other."

"Oh, poor baby."

"Give me your home phone number, and I'll talk to them! This girl is nice, she looks pretty, why don't you agree?!"

"I will agree. Parents are like this. With a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, they will always agree in the end."

An Fan nodded, and it happened to be her turn to draw a card. She saw that it was a useless card, and raised her hand to throw it away, but was stopped by Ling Ran, she said, "Change this one."

The cards Ling Ran pointed to could indeed be replaced with the cards in his hand, but An Fan thought, as a person who doesn't even know what mahjong is, isn't it strange that Ling Ran is guiding her to play cards at this time?

It would be even stranger if she listened to her.

So An Fan didn't listen, and Sa Shuang threw the card out and fired.

The aunt on the opposite side shouted happily: "Oh, I'm so stupid!"

An Fan blinked in confusion.

She subconsciously felt that Ling Ran could see the other party's cards, but Ling Ran had been sitting behind her, not to mention the cards on the opposite side, and she might not even be able to see the cards on both sides.So what's the situation?

An Fan gave the money and started the next game. When the point came, she grabbed a card and wanted to throw it away, and a similar situation happened again.

Ling Ran stopped her and asked her to change another one.

An Fan tried to listen to Ling Ran's words this time, and at the end of the game, he found that the aunt on her right was also the landlord, and the card she was going to throw was the one she was playing.

And Ling Ran has been sitting behind her left hand side, so it is impossible to see the cards.

At this moment, An Fan believed that Ling Ran could count cards, and gave her a slightly surprised look.

How long has it been since Ling Ran knew about mahjong until she learned it and was able to count cards?

An Fan, who went to the mahjong table yesterday, is still stumbling today.

Knowing that Ling Ran could count cards, sitting behind her was like opening a cheat game. Playing mahjong, which was purely to pass the time, was too embarrassing for An Fan to use, so he didn't listen to Ling Ran anymore.

It's just that she was probably really lucky. She was not proficient in drawing and reading cards, but she won another dinner money.

At five o'clock in the evening, the sun was still shining, An Fan walked all the way in the shade of the trees beside the road, and led Ling Ran to the small restaurant. Holding the money she had just won, she said in desperation, "What do you want to eat? I please."

"It's all right." Ling Ran said.

As a novice, An Fan was very excited to win money. Perhaps she also had Mu Qiang in her heart. She stepped back and looked at Ling Ran: "You can really count cards?"

"Ah."

"Don't you know how to play mahjong?"

"It will take a while to see."

An Fan watched it for several days. She thought she was one of the few mahjong seedlings, but she didn't expect there to be someone more attractive than her. She was upset and angry: "When will you know?"

Ling Ran thought for a while: "When you told them that we quarreled and got awkward, I was so angry that I was hospitalized."

An Fan thought of the embarrassment of being flanked repeatedly, and how she gave up everything after being flanked and stopped struggling and talking again, her face blushed instantly.

Ling Ran looked curious: "Did you really come to bring me soup later?"

"You begged me to give it to you." An Fan distanced himself from the relationship.

Ling Ran nodded understandingly: "What kind of soup did you send? I want to drink tonight, please invite me."