After the stand-in resigned

The bamboo chair under his hand was still shaking, Ling Ran looked down at the missing height, and decided to go to the yard to pick up a piece of wood or stones for cushioning, the ball of paper was not stable after all.

When she got up, Ling Yun hurriedly asked, "Where is Auntie going?"

"Look in the yard for something suitable to cushion."

Ling Yun was surprised: "It's all broken, can't I replace it with a new one?" Her aunt's style of thrift is not her aunt's style. If she loses her memory, it's justified, but isn't it all recovered?

"What do you know?" Ling Ran said.

This bamboo chair is An Fan's favorite. During the time Ling Ran lived here, she often saw her sitting here and reading a book.

Once the leg of the chair was broken, An Fan never sat on it again. She is nostalgic for old things. If she could fix it for her, An Fan would be so happy.

Ling Ran walked ahead, and Ling Yun followed behind.

She was still in the excitement of Ling Ran's recovery of memory, as if she had a support, she opened her mouth and kept talking: "Auntie, fortunately you have recovered your memory at this time, you don't know, Second Grandpa has made some moves recently, like Put his son on the board."

Ling Ran stopped searching and said, "Let him in and try."

"Come on..." Ling Yun sneered, and said with a look of disgust: "He's just like an idiot, and only Second Grandpa regards him as a treasure. I think he's even worse than me."

Ling Ran praised: "You are really good."

Ling Ran, whose memory had been recovered, praised "Not bad". With this feeling, Ling Yun wanted to go to the sky lightly: "Is it? I thought I was very reliable during your amnesia!"

Ling Ran smiled.

Ling Yun continued to brag about her performance during Ling Ran's amnesia. Ling Ranquan was the background voice, and focused on finding what she wanted in the yard. Emperor Tian paid off, and finally found a flat tile in the corner of the courtyard wall.

Ling Ran picked it up and went to the faucet to wash off the dirt. Ling Yun had already blown his tail up to the sky, and said boldly: "If it weren't for me, you and Sister An might not be able to be together!"

Ling Ran turned off the faucet, dried the water on the tiles, and said, "Isn't this what it should be?"

Ling Yun pursed her lips, remembering that she was about to blow her lips to An Fan on September 9th, which indirectly led to their breakup.

Almost a year later, Ling Yun was finally able to straighten her waist, she said: "Then I have made up for it, right?"

Ling Ran glanced at her, helplessly: "Forget it."

The height of the tiles just filled the vacancy of the bamboo chair legs, and the bamboo chair did not shake anymore, but the abrupt piece was really hard to catch the eye, Ling Ran said critically: "I have to ask Qi Qiang to find a bamboo craftsman to take a look."

Ling Yun silently nodded at the side, this is just like her aunt.

Ling Ran tried to sit on it, put her hands on the armrests of the bamboo chair, swayed it from side to side, and did not sway, reluctantly accepting the status quo: "For the time being."

Ling Yun nodded again, this is also like her aunt.

Ling Ran suddenly looked up at the door, wondering: "How long has it been, why hasn't Anfan come back?"

An Fan didn't answer who to blame for a long time, of course she was to blame.Ling Yunfu shut his mouth again.

But she didn't stop Ling Ran from scolding her by shutting up: "Guangchang is too young to have a brain! Knowing that Anfan has a thin skin, he still said that in front of her, why didn't he know to shut up then?"

Ling Yun lowered his head, sincerely admitting his mistake.

"I'll look for it."

Ling Ran got up from the bamboo chair and walked to the yard, but came back specially to warn her, she said: "An Fan is back, I don't care if you want to or not, if you reveal any word about my memory recovery, you-- "

Ling Yun didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and made a zipper motion on his mouth with his hand, expressing that he would never say anything.

Ling Ran laughed angrily, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Just wait and see."

The sun was shining brightly, and the outdoor temperature was very high, but Ling Yun felt a chill from head to toe, and she swore to the death: "I will never say anything!"

Ling Ran left.

Ping Town is not big, Ling Ran walked along the road in front of the courtyard, keeping an eye out for the places that An Fan often haunts, and finally found An Fan sitting with his knees hugged under the awning at an old woman's fruit stand.

Ling Ran called her from a distance: "An Fan!"

An Fan raised his head and stared at her.

Ling Ran stepped forward in two or three steps, squeezed under the awning, squatted down in front of her, and helped her brush the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears: "Why did you come out for so long?"

She looked around Anfan and said, "Did you buy these?"

An Fan said, "I didn't bring any money."

Ling Ran gave a spoiled smile: "I didn't bring any money and I didn't know how to go home to get it, so I just sat here and waited? What if I didn't come to you?"

Ling Ran paid the money, and was going to grab An Fan, who happened to be picking up a few bags of fruit beside him, and drew an arc in the air with his interlaced hands.

Ling Ran hurriedly said, "I'll pick it up."

An Fan was not polite, and gave her half of it. Half a portion for each person is really not light. Ling Ran walked and said, "Why do you buy so much?"

"It's too hot, it's not easy for grandma to do business."

Ling Ran patted her head with one hand: "I know it's hot, but I still sit there and wait together. If I don't have money, don't I know how to get it at home?"

An Fan looked at her suddenly: "Are you tired?"

"Not tired..." Ling Ran said, "Give me that share, and I can help you with some more."

Anfan shook his head.

Ling Ran was keenly aware that An Fan was not in a good mood, and felt that she still cared about the matter at noon, so she silently made a note on Ling Yun's forehead and said, "Ling Yun has received love letters since she was in junior high school, and she has been in love with her several times. Maybe she knows better than us, be good, don't think about it anymore?"

An Fan asked, "How do you know?"

"what."

"She received soft hands when she received love letters, and she has been in love several times."

Ling Ran replied naturally: "She told me."

"Ah..." An Fan responded, and asked again: "You asked Ling Yun to explain to me?"

"She also wants to explain..." Ling Ran said: "The main reason is that you will be angry with me because of this, and you will break up with me again."

"Are you angry with me?" Ling Ran probed and asked softly.

"A little bit." Anfan said.

"Don't be angry with me because of her..." Ling Ran resented coquettishly. Seeing that Anfan was indifferent, she scolded the culprit: "I will gag her when I go back. We had to break up, and now you are angry with me."

An Fan remained silent, Ling Ran said angrily again: "Don't be angry."

The yard is on the left, but An Fan walked to the right, and stopped in the shade of the big tree. She put down the fruit, and chatted like a tired rest: "When I went out and found that I didn't bring money or a mobile phone, I Went back for a trip."

Ling Ran had just put down the fruit when an apple accidentally rolled out of the bag and rolled to her feet.

Ling Ran picked it up and patted off the ash attached to the surface, but couldn't pat off the small stones embedded in the pulp. She put it back in the bag and slowly looked up at Anfan.

An Fan also looked at her: "I heard something."

Ling Ran anxiously defended: "I said that on purpose to Ling Yun. I am afraid that she will say something else, and I am afraid that her words will arouse your suspicion of me, and I am afraid that you will believe her or not, it is not true Yes, don't-"

An Fan nodded, as if she believed it, she said seriously: "But I never mentioned to you that Ling Yun caused us to break up."

With a bang in Ling Ran's head, she went back to her memory, and An Fan helped her recall: "That night, I told you about the night we went to when you lost your memory, and I only said that I learned the truth about September 9th, and I didn't tell you where I got it from."

An Fan took a deep breath and said, "Then you who lost your memory, how did you know it was Ling Yun's fault?"

"Perhaps this is not called harm." An Fan was asking: "It was obviously you who did it, how could it be her harm? Don't I even have the right to know?"

Ling Ran has always claimed to be smart, but at this moment she couldn't turn the corner. She licked her dry lips and said, "Ling Yun told me this too."

"Really?" An Fan asked back: "Ling Yun is inside, should we go in and confront her?"

Ling Ran remained silent.

It doesn't seem to be cool under the big tree. She obviously doesn't have a sweaty body, but fine sweat oozes from her forehead, and her back is almost drenched with sweat.

"Stop pretending, Ling Ran." An Fan was straightforward, and she asked again: "Are you tired?"

It was only then that Ling Ran realized that An Fan had asked this question before, but she thought it was An Fan's concern at the time.

Perhaps An Fan was tempting from the very beginning, waiting for her to show her feet from the very beginning.

Dying is not her style, Ling Ran tends to die and survive, she said: "Yes, I have recovered my memory."

Landing with sound.

An Fan took two steps back, and stopped only when she was blocked by the big tree behind her. She stared blankly at the person in front of her, and said, "So you have been lying to me, to your so-called love."

Ling Ran took a step forward and stretched out her hand, as if to grab her, but An Fan avoided her, and she said anxiously: "Those words are too many to count, they are for Ling Yun."

"Then what did you say to me?"

"I like your words."

"Don't be funny, Ling Ran..." An Fan was very straightforward, suppressing her turbulent emotions, she asked, "Do you still like me here?"

Ling Ran was obviously hurt by these words, and she didn't say a word for a long time. She finally asked, "Is it because I recovered my memory, so you don't believe me anymore?"

"How can I trust you?" An Fan said, "I trust you, what have I got in exchange?"

An Fan thought this was ridiculous: "I just promised yesterday that I won't lie to me, what happened?"

Ling Ran's sentence "Do you think I look like me?" was like a loud slap on An Fan's face. Her head was buzzing and she didn't move for a long time.

But she still left.He didn't want to make trouble in front of Ling Yun.

An Fan admired herself for a certain moment.

Once, when she learned the truth about September 9th from Ling Yun, she cared about Ling Ran who was driving, endured all the way, and only talked to Ling Ran when she got home.

Now she's doing the same thing again.Standing calm all the way, he pretended to be calm and chatted with the old lady at the fruit stand.

"This is at best a concealment..." Ling Ran said, "I'm still me. I just recovered my memory, and I'm me."

"But many things have changed."

"What changed?" Ling Ran was going crazy!How will she prove that she is herself now.

"You were the one who kissed me first at the hospital that night..." An Fan said, "Even if Ling Ran, who lost his memory, wanted to kiss me, he would still respect my wishes." Explain in advance.

An Fan looked at the person in front of him: "In the past two days of dating, you can do whatever you want, have you asked me what I mean?"

Ling Ran seemed to have a thousand words to say in her eyes, but she still chose to remain silent.

She stopped defending herself and accepted all of An Fan's accusations: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have treated you like this, and I shouldn't have concealed the fact that I recovered my memory, I was wrong too much, I was really wrong How can you forgive me?"

"It's not about forgiveness." An Fan was disheartened: "It's good to break up."

Ling Ran decisively: "Impossible!"

An Fan said, "You don't need your consent to break up."

Ling Ran softened her tone and coaxed her: "Stop playing with me, An Fan, don't break up, okay? Even if I recover my memory, am I still Ling Ran? Amnesia is me, and memory recovery is me. If you like that amnesia I, I can always be like that in front of you."

"Don't you understand? It's different now."

Seeing that Ling Ran still wanted to argue, An Fan directly blocked her with the worst words: "You want to save face so much, and you pretend to be like that in front of me, don't you feel awkward? You want me to accept you like this now, what are you doing?" ? Stand-in? Am I not disgusting?"

Ling Ran closed her eyes for a while: "Anyway, I don't accept breaking up."

"The agreement was signed for forty days. I just read it. It's the day after tomorrow, which happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. Come pester me after the Mid-Autumn Festival. All the property under your name belongs to me. Are you willing?"

Ling Ran, who had lost her memory, was willing, but An Fan bet that Ling Ran, who had recovered her memory, would not be willing.

An Fan mentioned the agreement, and Ling Ran also mentioned the agreement: "The agreement also said that if you don't accompany me for forty days, you will be with me. Just the day after tomorrow, do you want to be with me?"

An Fan suppressed his anger and said, "Get out after these two days."

The author has something to say: Mr. Ling failed to be a substitute for the first time