Dyed

Ming Chengyou raised his gaze to look at Fu Ran, with an indescribable weirdness on his face, but he was holding on to something, and only pressed his thin lips tightly.

Fu Ran picked up the chopsticks and couldn't make things difficult for her stomach. She picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put them in the bowl. Since her hair was draped in front of her body, she had to hold down the end of her hair with one hand when eating.

Ming Chengyou threw the belt in his hand on the table, and sat down opposite Fu Ran.

Fu Ran was chewing on the juicy and delicious short ribs. The seasoning was precise and the taste was excellent.

She suddenly remembered the scene in "A World Without Thieves", when Liu Ruoying was told that Andy Lau's character was dead, Liu Ruoying was eating desperately.

Fu Ran didn't see the characters cry, but she herself cried badly. She even felt that the director was too cruel, depriving everyone of their hope for a happy ending.

She picked up a chopstick of lettuce and took two bites. From the corner of her eye, she saw Ming Chengyou sitting opposite.

Ming Chengyou already knew what was going on in his heart. He didn't have many contacts before and after, and after receiving the gift from Fu Ran, except for driving You Yingrui out halfway, he was even more serious when he returned to Zhongjing Haoting. There is no possibility.

At this time, he couldn't find a corresponding method anyway.

"I really don't know what's going on." Confess and be kind.

Fu Ran picked up the glass, and the movement of drinking water was deliberately slowed down. Her eyes were fixed on Ming Chengyou's face, and her eyes were calm, but she was very tolerable.

"Are you full?" she asked him.

Ming Chengyou has not touched a single chopsticks meal since he took his seat.

Fu Ran stretched out her hand, "Waiter, pay the bill."

She took out her wallet from her bag, took out two hundred-dollar bills and put them on the corner of the table, raised her hand to pick up the glass and pressed it on top of it, then pushed away the chair and stood up.

Ming Chengyou hurriedly chased after him, turned back, and picked up the belt on the table.

Fu Ran left in a hurry. At the door of the restaurant where people were coming and going, Ming Chengyou reached out to hold her arm, "Fu Ran."

"Don't talk about it." She struggled a little but did not break free, "Go to the car."

Only then did Ming Chengyou let go, picked up the car keys to pick up the car, opened the car door and looked back to see Fu Ran's figure. He looked around and saw Fu Ran striding away in the opposite direction.

Ming Chengyou started the engine and hurriedly chased after him.

Fu Ran hired a taxi. Before the wheels stopped, Ming Chengyou slammed on the brakes. He rushed to Fu Ran in a few steps, took her hand and stuffed it directly into the passenger seat without saying a word.

The belt he took off was thrown on the passenger seat. Fu Ran pressed the belt when she got in. She picked it up and threw it back without looking at it.

Ming Chengyou's tense face softened a little. Seeing her childish behavior, a smile filled the corner of his eyes, "I really don't know what's going on, I swear."

"I remember you said that you can't believe a man's oath, and who knows if he can do it?"

"I..." Ming Chengyou was dumbfounded, and smiled wryly, "I used to say such things just as a joke."

Well, lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot.

"Then tell me clearly, is the problem still on me? I've seen it before I gave it to you, and no one has sent the same one before, so it doesn't matter what you said wrong." Fu Ran avoided Ming Chengyou's approach Hand, "Speak well, don't move your hands or feet."

"I'll help you put on your seat belt."

Fu Ran stared at him for a moment, "I have hands, besides, I don't need you to send me back later."

Ming Chengyou leaned against the back of the chair, unable to find any other reason for a while, "Maybe someone changed it for me by mistake."

"Wrong change?" Fu Ran raised her eyebrows, "Do you still have the habit of taking off your pants wherever you want?"

Ming Chengyou was stunned, "No."

"Chengyou, I found out when you asked me to help you with the belt in Zhongjing Haoting. Besides, I know what I sent out with my own hands. After waiting for a few days after returning home, I was originally angry, but I I feel that there are some issues that need to be shared, so as to avoid any misunderstanding and make both of us uncomfortable."

If it exists in your heart, the grudge will only get deeper and deeper, "To put it bluntly, it's just the same gift. After all, there is no rule about who can buy and who can't buy where the store is opened. What I care about is your attitude. You can't buy it for a small thing. If you have to hide it, how can I trust you in the future?"

Ming Chengyou naturally felt wronged in his heart, but the only solution for now is to suffer from this dumb loss.

But how can he get back the one that Fu Ran gave him?

Fu Ran stared at him, and Ming Chengyou insisted that he didn't know if it was a joke. He calmed down in his heart, and held Fu Ran's hand, "It's my fault."

She waited for him to speak.

"I accidentally lost the one you gave me, and I was afraid that you would be angry, so I went to the store to buy one. Fu Ran, it was my fault." Ming Chengyou actively admitted his mistake with a good attitude.

The corners of Fu Ran's eyes darkened slightly, "You don't cherish the things I gave you so much?"

"No, one time I went out with Kuangzi and the others, and a friend opened a clothing store to cheer on them. Maybe I fell in it when I was trying on clothes. I went back to look for them later, but there was no trace. Fu Ran, I don't tell you, it doesn't mean I don't care, it's because I'm afraid you'll be angry that I plan to hide it." Ming Chengyou leaned over with his upper body, and wanted to hug Fu Ran with his arms.

She backed away without a trace, "It's not a big deal, why do you need to hide it?"

"I said that……"

"I'm afraid I'll be angry again." Fu Ran pushed his hand away, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "I took Aunt Zhao to Qingshan, and I will tell you frankly about such a big matter. You know it from other people, why don't I tell you in person. Or I'm just like you, with a fluke mentality, I don't think it's interesting, Ming Chengyou, it's just a relationship, you don't need to get involved with those flowers in your mall Pretty trick."

He was stunned when he heard it, and when he came back to his senses, Fu Ran had already pushed the car door down, Ming Chengyou quickly stretched out his hand, and jumped out of the driver's seat with his upper body.

Fu Ran withdrew her hand again, "Let's talk about it after you get back what I gave you."

She flicked her hand and slammed her hand on the car door.

Ming Chengyou frowned in pain, Fu Ran stood at the intersection to stop the car after walking a long way, and never glanced this way from the beginning to the end.

A woman should not lose her temper. Although Fu Ran is usually cold and gentle, she just didn't provoke her. Ming Chengyou rubbed the back of his hand and glanced at the culprit lying quietly in the rear seat.

Fu Ran stopped the car and left quickly, while Ming Chengyou turned around and went to the other side.

He took out his phone, found the number in the phone book and dialed it.

The female voice that came from the connection was a little hazy, with an uncontrollable surprise, "Chengyou!"

Ming Chengyou's eyes reflected in the rearview mirror froze, he held the steering wheel with his left hand, his expression was focused but not slack, You Yingrui said without waiting for him to speak, "I wanted to call you today too, but I'm afraid you're busy."

"Ying Rui." Ming Chengyou interrupted her.

"Ah."