After the stand-in resigned

This Mid-Autumn Festival was more lively than An Fan imagined.

She slept late yesterday and couldn't wake up at all in the morning. She didn't open her eyes slowly until she heard a voice talking in a daze.I looked at my phone, it was almost ten o'clock.

An Fan sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, and vaguely recognized the voice. The voice came from the yard, as if Ling Ran was talking to the surrounding villagers, and the voice was deliberately lowered.

It's not right for Ling Ran to see customers, and it's not good to go out in pajamas, An Fan got up and took a rest, listening to the voices in the yard in between, it seemed that there was a new group of people.

……What's going on here?

With such doubts in mind, An Fan slowly appeared behind the door. The aunt who played mahjong at the same table saw her, slapped her thigh, and wrinkled her face with a smile: "Oh, it can't be that I woke up because of my voice." Bar?"

An Fan smiled sheepishly, stepped forward, and heard the aunt say, "Just now, Xiao Ling reminded me to keep my voice down, saying that you were too tired and still sleeping."

Xiao Ling...does it mean Ling Ran?

An Fan looked over stupidly, probably with a dumbfounded expression, Ling Ran was amused, and talked to his aunt with a smile: "I just woke up, I'm still confused."

An Fan stood aside in a daze, listening to the two chatting.

During this period, people came in again from the yard, and An Fan pieced together a lively truth from left to right.

Ling Ran sent a gift to every villager in the village. It might be a Mid-Autumn Festival gift, or it might be something else. Anyway, this morning, there were never a few people who made a special trip to express their gratitude or dropped by to express their gratitude.

The villagers in the village are all older, maybe the gift from Ling Ran is really satisfactory, or the gift is really expensive, and there are many people who come to return the gift, just fresh fruits and vegetables are piled up in a corner, and the threshold They are almost broken.

That's all.

Ling Ran would occasionally reveal the news that she was leaving, and just because of that, the considerate villager spontaneously helped her complete the second half of the sentence: "Don't worry, Anfan will be taken care of by us!"

An Fan wanted to say that she had nothing to take care of, and that Ling Ran's leaving had nothing to do with her, but she couldn't find a chance to intervene, because the villagers were too enthusiastic.

An Fan was so enthusiastic that he had no choice but to pretend to be in love with Ling Ran.

Some time ago, Ling Ran was the one who really got into trouble with this matter, and An Fan was forced to stand side by side with Ling Ran, accepting the villagers' compliments about "good match", "natural couple" and "loving love".

An Fan was numb.

Naturally, there was no need to worry about lunch, and every family wanted to drag them there, but in the end, the landlord, Sister Liang, had a lot of face and ate at her place.

It was inevitable to talk about their problems at the dinner table, and Sister Liang was very serious about solving the problem: "Why is the family dissatisfied with Xiaoling? I think the gift is not simple, and I will give you a share. I am afraid that you will suffer, so let the old man check it out just now." After checking, Xiao Ling is the boss of that big company, right? He is rich and good-looking, what else do you want if you are not satisfied?"

An Fan didn't realize it for a few seconds, and then she remembered that this was the love story she had made up on the mahjong table with Ling Ran: her parents didn't agree, so she and Ling Ran eloped to the town.

A lie needs to be covered by thousands of lies, An Fan had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer: "My mother thinks she is unreliable."

"That's right, I don't worry about the big family gap." Sister Liang said, "But I think Xiaoling is very reliable."

Sister Liang smiled: "I didn't mean to help her talk after accepting her gift, I just feel it's a pity, you two are having trouble today, right?"

An Fan didn't speak, and Sister Liang patted her on the shoulder: "You're too obvious. Some time ago, playing mahjong was like glue, and now I don't even look at others. Is it because of something? Because of what, because people want to leave? "

An Fan was very glad that Ling Ran went out to answer the phone. If she was there, An Fan might not be able to say a word.

When no one was there, An Fan nonsense without psychological pressure: "Well, I'm a bit reluctant."

Sister Liang laughed: "Then people are going to do big things, don't worry so much. Although the long-distance relationship is hard, I think Xiaoling likes you very much. My son and daughter-in-law came from the long-distance relationship at the beginning. What is better than understanding each other? Both are strong."

An Fan was about to nod, when Ling Ran sat down beside her, An Fan's mind went blank, and he had nothing left.

They didn't leave immediately after eating, and the two were dragged by Sister Liang to chat, but An Fan didn't remember what they talked about.

On the way home, Ling Ran really asked: "Are you really reluctant? I don't have to..."

An Fan interrupted Ling Ran: "No, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Okay." Ling Ran said: "The plane at four o'clock will leave soon."

This was the only time the two of them were alone that day. An Fan originally wanted to ask Ling Ran about giving gifts to the villagers, but now she felt that it was meaningless. She could do whatever she wanted.

There were too many things in his heart, An Fan couldn't get up, and he just hid in the bedroom when he got home. During the period, some villagers came to thank him, and it was Ling Ran who was socializing.

An Fan was sitting on the bamboo chair repaired by Ling Ran, every movement outside the wall was heard by her ears, she couldn't avoid it, she couldn't escape, so she simply closed her eyes.

The noise gradually receded, An Fan thought he had fallen asleep, but easily opened his eyes because of the shadow in front of him.

Ling Ran stood in front of her.

She changed back to the dress she wore that day, September 9th, the day she came to celebrate her birthday in advance, and she mistakenly thought it was the day she regained her memory.

Ling Ran said, "I'm leaving."

It was only then that An Fan realized that time passed so fast, the ten days seemed to pass in the blink of an eye, but many things happened in these ten days.

Anfan nodded slowly.

Ling Ran stared at her, and said, "If you feel tired, go to sleep, and I will lock the door for you."

An Fan was silent, but looking at her, Ling Ran stretched out his hand towards her suddenly, An Fan's eyelashes trembled slightly, she retracted it, and smiled helplessly: "Let's go."

The high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound on the floor, Anfan closed his eyes, lay back on the bamboo chair in the same posture, and fell asleep soon this time.

Woke up and it was already dark.

An Fan moved a little, and the numbness from her limbs forced her to stay in a stalemate on the bamboo chair for a while. When she was able to walk again, An Fan picked up her phone to check the time, it was eight o'clock.

There are unreads on the phone, An Fan clicked on it, there was a row of red dots, and one of the avatars was too conspicuous, An Fan was stunned when he saw it.

This is Ling Ran, the Ling Ran from the past.

An Fan once remarked this number as "Lr", and then remarked it as "Ling Ran (girlfriend)", and finally changed it to the original "L" with nothing.

This account carried so much that An Fan became dazed when he saw the content sent by this account.

L: Arrived at the airport.

L: I miss you very much when I get off the plane.

L: I lied, but I miss you as soon as I leave.

L: I'm home.

L: Have you had dinner yet?

The interval between messages is not long, as if they are reporting their whereabouts.But even during the time when she was remarked as "girlfriend", Ling Ran didn't look like this. What is she doing now?

An Fan rowed out and read the news all the way down. The last unread one was her father, which said Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, with a large transfer.

An Fan replied: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

She couldn't help laughing as she typed, no one treated the father-daughter relationship as they did.

I thought it would be fine after replying, but I didn't expect that An Zhize called in the next second, An Fan leaned back on the bamboo chair and connected.

"Every year, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

On the other end of the phone was the voice of his mother Xia Ping. An Zhize followed up with a word of happiness, and An Fan replied, "You too, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Have you had dinner?"

When asked about dinner for the second time tonight, An Fan suspected that everyone used to use the meal as an excuse to have nothing to say, so she said, "I've eaten."

After a while of asking for warmth, Anfan was silent, and Anfan knew clearly that she was dealing with it, and she was waiting for them to offer to hang up the phone.

But not today. After a long silence, An Zhize said, "We found out about your sister. I'm sorry that I have wronged you for so many years."

"We thought about it for a long time and reflected on it for a long time. The reason why An'an is like that is ultimately our parents' fault. We didn't teach her well and let her become—"

An Fan finally came to his senses and interrupted their long talk: "How do you know?"

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Boss Ling said it."

An Fan was even more puzzled, and couldn't help but ask, "When did she tell you?"

Xia Ping recalled: "About two weeks ago, Mr. Ling came to us to talk about the years between you and An An. I didn't know how much An An was spoiled by me. I'm so damned, I'm not worthy... "

Xia Ping was still talking, but An Fan was no longer listening.

She suddenly thought that the chestnut cake Ling Ran bought for her in advance to celebrate her birthday was the one she liked because Ling Ran went to meet her parents.

But Ling Ran only said that she wanted to know some things, but didn't say that she also told some things.

It was Ling Ran who had lost his memory, and it was Ling Ran who had just recovered from a serious illness after being in a coma. The coma was still stimulated by the past she told.

Suddenly, An Fan missed him so much, he missed him beyond words.

The parents on the other end of the phone were still apologizing, but An Fan just wanted to know more details: "What else did she tell you?"

It was rare for Xia Ping to hear An Fan talking to herself without coping, trying to recall: "She still asked us what do you like? I just talked about your usual preferences and things about your childhood, and I also talked about the first time you met. Tell her what happened."

An Fan reiterated: "What did she say?"

After Xia Ping was silent, she said, "She said that we have already broken your heart. If you really don't like this daughter, just stop contacting her. If you still want her, she will find a way to help us win your heart back."

Xia Ping's words at this time already carried the sound of crying: "Niannian, don't treat your parents as outsiders, okay?"

An Fan's mind was in a mess, but he only thought of one question: "Niannian is redundant, this is what my sister told me, do you believe it now?"

Xia Ping replied dejectedly: "I believe it."

An Fan asked again: "Then do you have that intention?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Xia Ping said.

"That's good." An Fan hung up the phone.

She seemed to have solved a big matter, but she didn't seem to have it. She felt very depressed, as if she was suppressing the emotions that were about to burst out, rushing left and right, with nowhere to vent, An Fan picked up the phone again.

Sliding to the bottom, there was the number that she noted as "Ling Ran", which hadn't been lit up for a long time.

An Fan hesitated for a long time, then typed slowly: I miss you.

The moment the message was sent, his nose felt a little sour. An Fan suppressed his explosive emotions and threw the phone on the bed. Just as he was about to find something to fill his stomach, the phone on the bed suddenly rang.

At that moment, my scalp was numb, but when I thought about something again, my slightly hot heart slowly cooled down.

It won't be her.

Without her.

The author has something to say: In yesterday's episode, you can't just look at what she said, but also what she did, right?

You can just come to someone and I can say that I have liked you for a long time (no;

——No accident, the next chapter——