Dyed

You Yingrui sat down on the edge of the bed, and she took out a crumpled agreement and another blank A4 paper from her bag.

The hand that pulled out the ink pad kept shaking, You Yingrui stared at Ming Chengyou's face, tears welled up in her eyes, she didn't know why they came to this point.

At the beginning, she resolutely followed Ming Chengyou to go abroad because she really loved him in her heart, but her life was destined to be intervened by Fu Ran, and now she has lost all her personal wealth.

She can see Ming Chengyou's cruelty, and now that Fu Ran's children are gone, he will never let her go.

You Yingrui was afraid that Housekeeper Xiao would come back, so she opened the box of ink pads, and stretched out her other hand to lift Ming Chengyou's hand.

Fu Ran came out of Fan Xian's ward, and Fu Songting slept next to him. Since Fan Xian's accident, Fu Songting seldom spoke. Under pressure, the police are also investigating the case thoroughly.

Standing outside the door, Chen Ma saw Fu Ran coming out, she wanted to speak but stopped and said, "Miss."

Fu Ran stared forward, a long corridor seemed to have no end in sight, adding a little fear and sadness.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Chen's mother always thought that Chen's mother was not close to Fu Ran. After all, she was not as sweet-mouthed as You Yingrui, and she liked to coax everyone in the family around.

"Miss." Chen Ma followed up again.

"Mother Chen, just say what you want," Fu Ran slowed down, "I'm listening."

"I, my grandson has recently entered kindergarten, and my son and wife want me to go back to take care of the children, so I think..."

Fu Ran stopped in time, "Mother Chen, you have been in Fu's family for decades, and your salary has risen quite well. According to my mother, it is higher than your son's salary. Are you willing?"

Her eyes are dark and bright, looking straight at it seems to be able to penetrate into the bottom of people's hearts, Chen Ma dodged, "Money, money can't be earned."

"Mother Chen," Fu Ran sighed, "Let's talk about it after the new year, okay? You see, my mother needs caring people to take care of her now. If it's a salary issue, we can discuss it."

"No, it's not." Thinking of Fan Xian's appearance, Chen's mother couldn't help but her eyes turned red again, "Miss, I'll stay, so don't raise my salary. This is good enough now."

Fu Ran looked at Chen Ma meaningfully, "Go and rest."

She followed her footsteps to another ward area.

You Yingrui spread out the agreement on the edge of the bed, and she used Ming Chengyou's finger to stamp the ink pad, and then pressed to the place where he should have signed.

When he saw that he was about to fall, the man froze his wrists and began to struggle as if he had suddenly sensed it.

You Yingrui was flustered at first, she forcibly clasped Ming Chengyou's thumb, and the instrument made an unusual beeping sound.

You Yingrui was sweating profusely in anxiety, and said in a crying voice, "Chengyou, just press it and let me be your wife in name, okay? I don't care how long I can stay with you."

Ming Chengyou's eyes were closed tightly, and his breathing became more and more rapid. You Yingrui looked out the window for fear that someone would pass by.

She picked up the agreement, but Ming Chengyou clenched his fist tightly, the ink paste was all over his hand during the pushing and pushing of the two of them, You Yingrui tried his best to break away the man's palm.

Fu Ran came to the window, and the curtain was drawn from the inside.

She stood outside for a while, and the child in her stomach seemed to be too tired, so she went to bed early, and she would obediently remain motionless.

Fu Ran pressed his hands against the cold glass. This child inherited the lives of two people, one was Ming Chengyou who gave him the original source, and the other was Fan Xian who protected him with his life.

She turned and walked back, and couldn't help but pause when she passed the door of Ming Chengyou's ward.

Fu Ran knew that Ming Chengyou's condition was very unstable these two days, and the doctor said that he might let go at any time.

She leaned against the door frame, scenes emerged in her eyes.

You Yingrui begged with tears, "Chengyou, please press your fingerprints, can I beg you?"

The man coughed twice, and his eyelids suddenly rolled to open.

You Yingrui panicked, and she was so frightened that she didn't know how to react. If Ming Chengyou woke up, she would definitely not let her go. At least he couldn't let him act preemptively before applying for a marriage certificate.

Ming Chengyou's eyelids closed.

You Yingrui's brain completely lost the ability to think, some things were done subconsciously, and she didn't even know what she was doing.

She pulled out the pillow under Ming Chengyou's head suddenly, and hugged her chest tightly in fear, "Chengyou, I don't want to do this either."

Ming Chengyou's clenched fist suddenly loosened, You Yingrui leaned forward, the man's eyelids moved, and he opened them suddenly.

She quickly pressed the pillow to Ming Chengyou's face, her movements were coherent and unambiguous, but her arms kept shaking, You Yingrui's tears fell on the pillow drop by drop, seeing dazzling white circles rippling away.

The man made a big move just now, but there was no reaction at all.

Ming Chengyou felt suffocation, his eyes were dizzy and dark, and he couldn't see any light.

The breath was forcibly deprived, and the pain in the chest was getting more and more concentrated, and it was about to explode when it reached a certain point.

The blue veins on the arms behind the palms were tense, there was nothing to love in life, and Ming Chengyou was tired of dragging on for a day.

He suddenly felt very relaxed and the pain was gone.

You don't have to face the fact of losing your child, you don't have to face Fu Ran who has gone farther and farther and never come back, and you don't have to face Li Yunling and Zhao Lan.

He didn't have so much energy to think about it. He was about to die, and he suddenly took everything lightly.

He doesn't care about fame, wealth, status, everything that Ming Yunfeng gave him.

Are you really going to die?

Finally, we have reached this point.

More relief, but also strong reluctance.

You Yingrui suddenly came to her senses, she didn't know what she was doing, all she wanted was a marriage and never thought of Ming Chengyou's life.

Fu Ran put her hand on the doorknob, trying to take a look.

Mo's figure suddenly came into his eyes, You Yingrui had already let go, but the pillow was still covering the man's face.

She stood in front of the bed in a daze, trembling with fright.

Fu Ran walked in, but felt that the blood flowed back instantly, her hands and feet were so cold that it was difficult to walk, her footsteps gradually became quicker, You Yingrui didn't react at all, her body was already pushed away by Fu Ran.

She was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Fu Ran saw the scene in front of her clearly, she couldn't help but tears clouded her eyes when she was frightened, she hurriedly removed the pillow, Ming Chengyou's eyes were closed tightly, but he didn't move.

Fu Ran choked up in his throat, stretched out his hand and pushed down his shoulder, his crying voice was already torn, "Ming, Chengyou!"