Dyed

When Luo Wenying arrived at the bar, Mingzheng was already drunk, but he was still pouring the glass into his mouth with his right hand.

At first she stood behind him and watched, thinking that it was because of Fu Ran's incident, but later she felt that something was wrong, Mingzheng poured wine like drinking water, and if it continued like this, something might happen.

Luo Wenying hurried forward to grab the wine glass in his hand, "Boss, don't do this."

She paid the money and was about to drag him away, but Mingzheng leaned on the table and refused to leave. He reached out and grabbed Luo Wenying and pulled her to him. There was soothing music playing in the bar. Although the light was very dim, he could hear clearly. Get the voice of the other party.

"Let me tell you a joke." Ming Zhengjun put his face on his arm, looking decadent, Luo Wenying simply sat on the high stool when she saw this, "Tell me."

He suddenly leaned up, put his face close to Luo Wenying, the tip of his nose almost touched her, "Ming Chengyou, he is an illegitimate child."

Luo Wenying's eyes flickered, thinking of making a joke.

But Mingzheng continued, "Don't you believe it? To be honest, I don't believe it either. I have been an illegitimate child for more than [-] years, and I am used to being pointed at by others. Suddenly one day they told me that I was the real one. , do you think this is a big joke?"

Luo Wenying's lips parted slightly, her expression shocked.

Although Ming Zheng was quite drunk, his words didn't look like he was joking.

"Boss," she didn't know how to comfort her, "The old man must feel indebted to you for leaving most of the shares to you, and he doesn't care about you."

"Heh," the man sneered, the dark light in the bar made his whole face vivid, "he left the gun to me, of course it was for my consideration, but do you really think he is so stupid? He let Fu Ran insisted on keeping this secret because Ming Chengyou and the Li family could rely on him to make a comeback, but once the truth was revealed, he was afraid that his favorite son would lose everything. He did this to let me and Li The two phases of the family are balanced, let me be honest and stop waiting for opportunities, in the end, isn't it Ming Chengyou who is preserved?"

Ming Zheng suddenly picked up the wine glass on the table, poured it into his mouth fiercely, the sarcasm in his eyes became more and more obvious, "Actually, he was worrying too much, Li Yunling won't have a second son besides Ming Chengyou, wouldn't he? Do you think she will join hands with me to fight back?"

The man's laughter reached Luo Wenying's ears, and she reached out and snatched the bar from his hand, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Home?" Ming Zheng sighed with a pale expression, "My mother is guarding Ming Chengyou now, where did I come from?"

The bar is a complicated place after all, Luo Wenying picked up the satchel, pulled Mingzheng's arm to let her put it on her shoulders, the two staggered out of the door, Luo Wenying helped him to the side of the car, opened the passenger seat and put him Tuck it in.

It seemed that Mingzheng's house could not be accommodated, and something might happen when he returned. Luo Wenying called him to book a hotel, she struggled to get the key at the front desk, and then dragged him all the way to the room.

She stretched out her hand and threw Ming Zheng onto the bed, her neck and waist were so sore that she couldn't move.

Both of them were stained with the smell of smoke from the bar, coupled with the hot weather, Luo Wenying kicked Mingzheng's long legs, "I'm leaving, you will remember to take a shower before going to bed later."

Ming Zheng didn't move, his eyes opened and stared at the top of his head.

Luo Wenying wiped off her sweat, "I'm leaving."

"Help me put away the bath water."

When she turned around, she heard Ming Zheng say such words.

She turned around in astonishment, "Aren't you awake?"

"I have a terrible headache." Mingzheng stared at Luo Wenying with black and white eyes, "Who asked you to bring me to the hotel?"

"Then where are you going? Go back?"

Ming Zheng stopped talking and kicked in the direction of the bathroom.

Luo Wenying ignored him, but went to put the bath water for him anyway.

It happened very suddenly and naturally, but it was a bit overwhelming.

When Luo Wenying was pinned on the bed by Ming Zheng, at least she didn't struggle. Who makes love between men and women, who stipulates that they must be married before they can exercise?

Fu Ran ran back and forth in the corridor like a ghost, and she also felt that she was no longer human or ghost.

Ming Chengyou's operation took a very long time. She came to the door of the emergency room again, and there were only Zhao Lan and Li Yunling outside.

Fu Ran couldn't express her mood at this time, she walked over and took a seat at the seat closest to the emergency room.

The operating light suddenly went out.

The director who came out first was exhausted, Li Yunling hurried forward, "How is it?"

The director took off the mask, "Yunling, I can't tell you that the operation was successful. His condition is very unstable, and he was finally rescued, but you must be mentally prepared at any time."

"What, what do you mean?" Li Yunling asked with a pale face.

"His heart is useless. Any stimulation will kill him. He must not get involved in the company's affairs. In my opinion, find a good place for him to cultivate. Maybe it will take a while."

Zhao Lan had been wondering why Ming Chengyou entered the emergency room just now, but now hearing what the director said, he felt dizzy and almost fell down.

Fu Ran sat on the chair with cold hands and feet, and her only hope was shattered. She was lucky, maybe Ming Chengyou would be fine after waking up.

The director turned away, and the hospital bed was pushed out of the emergency room by several people. The same scene was replayed in front of Fu Ran.

The hanging drip bottle was shaken, and the transparent liquid was continuously sent into Ming Chengyou's body. Fu Ran's eyes widened and he saw his closed eyes, Li Yunling rushed over, "Chengyou, Chengyou!"

Zhao Lan also cried loudly as if awakened, she stepped forward to hold her son's hand, but was pushed away by Li Yunling.

The man's face only flickered in Fu Ran's eyes, and quickly disappeared into the corridor.

She heard someone calling her having an affair, the voice got farther and farther away, leaving only an echo in her ears.

In Fu Ran's mind, the days when Ming Chengyou flew freely, with her bright and handsome face, her arrogant and seductive voice, her hands covering the corners of her mouth tightly clutching her hair, she was crushed by despair.

Ming Chengyou didn't expect that he could still come back to life.

The moment he fell to the ground, he was ready to die.

Li Yunling kept watch until he woke up. In the observation room, he could see the outside through a large glass window.

Zhao Lan stood in front of the window without moving, his hands gripping the window nervously.

After Ming Chengyou opened his eyes, Xu was not used to it, and his eyes looked around.

"Chengyou." Li Yunling called out to him while sitting in front of the window with a haggard face.

Ming Chengyou saw Zhao Lan standing outside the window, Li Yunling followed his gaze, got up quickly and walked to the door.

She signaled Zhao Lan not to come over, "You still think he's not sick enough, don't you? Hurry up and leave. I can't forgive you if something happens to Chengyou again."

Seeing that Ming Chengyou finally woke up, Zhao Lan's hanging heart settled down, "Okay, I'll go, I'll come to see him another day."

"No need," Li Yunling blurted out, but only for a moment, her tough tone softened again, "We'll talk about it another day, you, take good care of Mingzheng."

When Zhao Lan looked up, Li Yunling had already opened the door of the ward and entered.

Ming Chengyou was still lying down, but his gaze made her hairy, Li Yunling went back to the bed.

"Mom, you know everything, right?"

"Chengyou?" Li Yunling frowned, "Did Fu Ran tell you? Is that why you were sent to the emergency room?"

Ming Chengyou closed his eyes and refused to speak.

"Ruirui was taken away by the police. They said that Fan Xian fell down the stairs and became a vegetable. Fu Ran said that she was the murderer."

Ming Chengyou suddenly opened his eyes, and an inexplicable sadness flashed at the bottom of the pool, Li Yunling quickly shut up, "Take a rest, other people's affairs have nothing to do with us."

He thought of Fu Ran's hysteria at that time, the child she lost in her stomach, and Fan Xian who fell into a vegetable, Ming Chengyou felt a pain in his heart, a little sad, which could no longer be explained in words.

As night fell, the hospital also quieted down the noise of the day, Li Yunling couldn't bear the infusion, and only Butler Xiao was left in the ward.

Fu Ran found the observation room, and overnight, her world seemed to be turned upside down.

The familiar and palpitating beeping sound came through the door panel. Fu Ran stood in front of the huge glass window, and it happened to be Ming Chengyou's hospital bed.

The man seemed to be asleep, his face was extremely peaceful, the ward was very dark, the bedside light was weakly turned on, Ming Chengyou let out a few light coughs, the housekeeper Xiao who was standing by the side hurried over, "Third Young Master, are you alright?"

She caught a glimpse of the figure outside the window from the corner of her eye, looked closely, but did not speak, and her attention fell back to Ming Chengyou.

His lips were chapped and his voice was hoarse. Housekeeper Xiao took out a cotton swab and dipped it in water to moisten his lips.

"Housekeeper Xiao, what time is it?"

"It's midnight, Madam is getting an infusion and said she will come over later."

Ming Chengyou shook his head lightly, "Take her to rest, I'm fine."

Housekeeper Xiao threw the cotton swab into the trash can, "Call me if you need anything, I'm on the sofa."

Ming Chengyou didn't speak, he turned his eyes and suddenly found a figure standing outside the window.

The heart inevitably hurts, there is no way, as long as the heart is still beating for a day, he can't control it.

Fu Ran's eyes were red from crying, but the tears had already dried up by now.

Ming Chengyou stared at her face for a moment, but at a distance of a few meters, he suddenly realized how far away.

He hurt her to the heart, and she stabbed to the bone.

I never deny their love, but sometimes love is poisonous wine. If it withers, there is still hope of being revived, but what if it dies?

Ming Chengyou coughed, Fu Ran lowered his head, a sense of helplessness deeper than despair flowed in their hearts.

I miss it very much. When we first met, the Tao was one foot tall and the devil was one foot tall.

I miss the deep-seated warmth when he held her in his arms.

I really miss Fu Ran's sarcasm to him when he always said these words.

I miss her picking up the pillow like a savage to smack him...

Ming Chengyou's eyes gradually became hazy, and his vision was shattered by the dense mist. At that time, he couldn't hold her hand and go down, let alone now, these hands, he let go of them Never thought about picking it up again.

There is no longer any possibility between them.

This is the fact that Ming Chengyou recognized early on. Thinking about it now, it has not been alleviated by the change of time. The pain that should have come will only hurt more.

When Ming Chengyou saw Fu Ran's shrugging shoulders, a coldness overflowed from his eyes, trickling out of the corners of his eyes, but it was so hot that he closed them tightly.

Goodbye my love.

Goodbye, the only one I ever loved, you.

Goodbye, the only one I ever loved, you.

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