After the stand-in resigned

Ling Ran's back was obviously paused.

An Fan waited for her to turn around and explain to her, but Ling Ran went straight forward after a pause, and calmly put the empty cup back where it was, then turned back slightly surprised: "Why do you say that?"

An Fan still had the phone in her hand, and she held it up as if to show evidence: "I just talked to Li Xiang on the phone, you lied to me, she didn't say those things to you at all yesterday."

Ling Ran looked at Anfan without saying a word.

An Fan asked: "So you lied to me yesterday, didn't you?"

After a moment of silence, Ling Ran sighed, as if helpless: "Do you want to listen to my version?"

An Fan froze, suspicion was written on his face.

Ling Ran's mask-like face finally revealed an imperceptible grievance and panic: "Don't doubt me, I'm most afraid of you looking at me like this."

The scent from Ling Ran's snacks on the coffee table gradually diffused into the living room. An Fan sat down on the sofa in front of the coffee table, looked at Ling Ran who was forced to stand in front of her, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"It was really hard last night because of the relationship between you and Li Xiang..." Ling Ran said, "Obviously you and her have broken up, but there are still so many people who think you are still together. Angry, more at a loss..."

Ling Ran lowered her head, like a student obediently admitting her mistake: "I have nothing to do with you, I don't even have the position to stand up and explain."

An Fan unconsciously remembered that last night, when she was ridiculed by so many people, she was indeed nervous about Ling Ran's reaction.

"So you just made up Li Xiang's nonsense to lie to me?"

"I can tell that she still likes you..." Ling Ran looked into An Fan's eyes and begged for leniency: "I thought it wasn't a lie."

"She doesn't like me." An Fan said.

"Oh." Ling Ran lowered her head again.

A few strands of hair fell on the face with the movement, and then did not move. Only then did An Fan notice the sweat on the side of Ling Ran's face.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still very hot, she walked around the town like a steamer, just to buy her a stall of snacks on the coffee table.

An Fan handed over a piece of paper: "Wipe off your sweat."

"Okay." Ling Ran wiped his sweat and said, "Hurry up and eat, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

An Fan's eyes were picking and choosing, and finally he picked up the box of cold fruit in the corner, took a bite with a spoon, and looked at her: "Since Li's plan to provoke you with words is fake, then why are you drinking so much wine? On purpose ?”

An Fan simply suspected that everything that happened last night was premeditated. Li Xiang's words undoubtedly opened up these doubts, and all the previous distrust of Ling Ran came out.

There was a momentary daze on Ling Ran's face, and then he became hesitant. An Fan thought she was trying to hide it, so he hurriedly said, "I advise you to be honest, I hate people lying to me the most!"

Ling Ran sighed: "Then I told you, you promise not to be angry."

An Fan said, "I don't guarantee..."

Seeing that Ling Ran became hesitant again, she persuaded: "You speak first."

Ling Ran raised her head: "I actually kind of mind you being with her..."

Afraid that An Fan would be angry, Ling Ran even pointed his fingers: "Just a little."

An Fan sat back with his arms around his chest, looking like an interrogator: "Just a little? I hate people lying to me the most."

"A lot." Ling Ran said immediately: "I said before that I don't mind you having sex with her, but what I think in my heart is that it would be fine if it didn't matter."

Anfan was speechless.

Ling Ran continued: "I mind very much, especially when I see so many people think you belong to her, I mind to death. It's real to feel uncomfortable, and it's also true to drink, but I'm not drunk."

Ling Ran looked at An Fan sincerely: "I know what I was doing at that time. I like you, and I want to be with you."

An Fan felt strange in her heart, and she asked, "Then why didn't you come and talk to me directly?"

"I don't want you to think I'm stingy." Ling Ran sat down next to An Fan with an urgent and urgent look: "When I think of you having something to do with her, my heart twists, but I'm not Who are you, you can’t even have an opinion.”

Indeed, if Ling Ran had confessed in the past that she cared about her relationship with Li Xiang, An Fan would only think why she cared about it.

But now hearing Ling Ran mention it, An Fan vaguely felt a strange sweetness.

Ling Ran is jealous, genuinely jealous, not as jealous as in the past and needs her own imagination.

An Fan grunted, a little arrogantly: "Then you know that I have nothing to do with her, aren't you very happy?"

"It's a little bit." Ling Ran said subconsciously.

An Fan stared at her, obviously not convinced, Ling Ran then admitted: "I'm super happy."

An Fan snorted, took the stinky tofu on the coffee table that was emitting a stinky aroma, and tasted a piece, it was charred and tender.

Ling Ran said, "I tasted a piece when I bought it, and it wasn't as good as the one you fed me last time."

An Fan waited until he swallowed it down before saying, "I think it's okay."

Ling Ran spared no effort to confide in love: "Because you fed me last time, it will taste better."

An Fan also learned to pour cold water on the greasy Ling Ran: "I have fed you before, and you said it was a tormenting thing."

Ling Ran was serious: "I was too stupid in the past to understand love."

Anfan smiled.

Ling Ran leaned forward, her voice was very sticky: "Feed me a piece, let me taste it, is it more delicious?"

An Fan did as he said, seeing Ling Ran smiling at her with her bulging cheeks, it dawned on her for a moment.

When he first learned that he was cheated, he thought he would never forgive him, but now that he was coaxed by her in a few words and fed to others, An Fan was suddenly alert: "Is there anything else you lied to me?"

Ling Ran chewed for a while, but didn't make a sound, as if she had food in her mouth and couldn't make a sound.

An Fan raised his face: "Yes or no?"

Ling Ran hurriedly swallowed it down, maybe she hadn't chewed it yet and swallowed too fast, the food choked into her trachea, she coughed a few times, her face flushed, but she still said: "No, no."

An Fan put his hand on her back and patted her back, but he still said viciously: "If I find out that you lied to me again, you will die!"

Ling Ran nodded sharply, and An Fan got up to pour water for others.

Ling Ran recovered after drinking water, looked at An Fan and said, "I won't lie to you."

Ling Ran bought too many snacks, and even skipped dinner after eating. The two walked along the road in front of the courtyard to digest food and walked until seven o'clock.

After eating, Ling Ran went to take a shower as usual, while An Fan waited in the bedroom, his eyes fell on the bed.

She got up in a hurry in the afternoon and didn't fold the quilt. The rolled up quilt was piled up in the corner, revealing some crumpled sheets underneath, which was caused by that afternoon nap.

It's wrinkled like this without rolling, I really want to roll...

An Fan hurriedly stopped his thoughts, and went to straighten the sheets and quilt, flashing what might happen in the future like a movie in his mind, and his face turned red after a while.

Still too fast, An Fan thought.

So when Ling Ran came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, what she saw was An Fan who was drawing seriously in the bedroom with a drawing board.

Ling Ran wiped her wet hair and walked over: "Huahua?"

"what."

"What are you drawing?" Ling Ran looked at the orientation of the drawing board: "A window?"

The curtains are opened, the boundless night is framed through the window, the moon hangs on the treetops, the street lamps dye the leaves in warm yellow, and there are a few stars dotted in the night sky in the distance, it is really beautiful.

An Fan said, "Draw whatever you want."

Ling Ran didn't bother, and even went to the bathroom to blow-dry her hair, and then went back to the baby's room without making a sound.

This was An Fan's ideal state, but the fact that the ideal was realized so easily made her suddenly stunned.

The line drawing was basically completed by ten o'clock, An Fan took his pajamas to take a shower, and when he returned to the bedroom, Ling Ran was already waiting on the bed.

An Fan actually had the illusion that "it should be like this", she cleaned up and asked Ling Ran behind her: "What were you doing just now?"

Ling Ran said, "Playing with the phone."

An Fan became even more curious: "What do you play with your mobile phone?" She was the only contact person, what can you do with your mobile phone.

Ling Ran became a little silent at this moment: "I just checked something."

An Fan didn't know, so he blinked and asked, "What did you check?"

Ling Ran looked up at her, and her eyes met in the air. Ling Ran said, "You will know later."

... Anfan seemed to understand.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and An Fan finally lay down.

Ling Ran on the side didn't move, but An Fan somehow felt that the atmosphere was tense, so she preemptively said, "Go to sleep."

Ling Ran said, "Don't you want to know what I checked?"

"Suddenly I don't want to know."

"Then I'll just do it—"

The sudden ringing of the bell interrupted Ling Ran's hard work. Detective An Fan went to get the phone, and when he saw the caller, he said to Ling Ran, "Your niece."

Ling Ran was expressionless: "She's awesome."

After picking up the phone, Ling Yun was very excited: "Sister An, I bought a plane ticket to your place tomorrow morning!"

Before An Fan could express his opinion, Ling Ran interrupted: "Aren't you going to school?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival..." Ling Yun said: "Our school has a three-day holiday, and I will spend it with you!"

An Fan continued: "Okay. We will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Okay..." Ling Yun said: "By the way, aunt, Dr. Shan said that it's time for you to have a reexamination. Let me go with you when you are free these few days."

An Fan also looked at Ling Ran, waiting for her answer.

Ling Ran said, "I can go by myself."

"I'll go with you."

"I go by my own."

The two chatted in low voices, and Ling Yun on the other end of the phone suddenly wondered: "Auntie, why are you still in Sister An's room so late?"

Ling Ran and An Fan looked at each other, and she laughed: "We are together. Don't call her sister from now on."

Ling Yun seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and remained silent for a long time. Ling Ran was impatient and hung up the phone directly, but Ling Yun hadn't digested it yet.

Seeing the two appearing in pairs the next day, Ling Yun, who had digested the whole night, was still surprised: "Are you really together?"

Ling Ran raised her hands with interlocking fingers, subtly felt Lu Yun's feeling when showing off, and she said, "Can this be fake?"

"Wow!"

Lu Yun couldn't stop being amazed, he kept yelling when he got in the car, An Fan couldn't help laughing, Ling Ran scolded: "Are you a repeater? It's embarrassing to me."

Ling Yun was very sad, and even frowned: "I served you with all my heart when you lost your memory, but now you think I'm ashamed?"

There is true love, and there is also fake play, she expressed her dissatisfaction with emotion: "Auntie, you have changed, you were not like this before..."

Ling Yun felt wrong after accusing him: "You used to be like this, but it's not like that after you lost your memory."

An Fan smiled and watched the two play, Ling Ran suddenly said coldly: "What are you trying to say?"

Ling Yun froze and said, "Forgot."

She stopped acting, and quickly explained: "Auntie, are you really angry? I'm just joking, I know you don't dislike me."

Ling Ran put his arm on Anfan's shoulder and said, "Don't pay attention to her."

An Fan said, "It was fun."

Ling Yun searched for interesting things that happened in the school and told the two of them. In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly asked: "By the way, aunt, brother Xiao Qi called me this morning and asked, did he recover your memory?"

The author has something to say: Ling Ran: I live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife every day