Dyed

Ming Chengyou only felt that this call seemed to come from a very, very far place, farther than a mountain top, and he could only hear a hazy echo, but he could tell it was Fu Ran's voice.

He couldn't open his eyes.

Fu Ran quickly patted the alarm bell, but there was no movement.

She hurriedly picked up the phone hanging on the wall and wanted to make a call, but she didn't carry her mobile phone with her in the hospital. You Yingrui lay on the ground and saw her dialing the number, so she got up and rushed forward to snatch the phone from Fu Ran , "Don't fight!"

Fu Ran was pushed and shoved by her, and she staggered. She didn't dare to confront You Yingrui, after all, she still had a child in her stomach.

"Is this what you call love? You love him so you want to kill him?"

You Yingrui hurriedly picked up the agreement scattered on the ground, "Fu Ran, are you happy now? I have nothing, and you stole everything from me!"

Fu Ran stood in front of the bedside table, looking for an absolutely safe seat for herself first, she turned her face to look at Ming Chengyou, saw that his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he looked very strange, she was very anxious, "Give me the phone first, Do you really want to watch him die?"

"I never thought of this, I hope he can live more than anyone else," You Yingrui said incoherently, picked up the agreement and stared at the man on the bed, "It was he who didn't give me a chance, and it was the first time his heart moved abroad. Surgery, where were you when you almost died? Fu Ran, without you, this would not be the case between us!"

The phone was entangled by the phone cord and hung on the wall. Fu Ran couldn't hear anything else, so she went up and snatched the phone.

You Yingrui grabbed her hands violently, the two fought desperately, and no one would let the other go. Fu Ran didn't have so many scruples at this point, and You Yingrui was afraid that Steward Xiao would come back suddenly, so she let go of her hand quickly and took the opportunity to hold her hand. The telephone line was torn.

When Fu Ran retreated due to inertia, she subconsciously blocked her stomach with her hands, and You Yingrui quickly ran out of the ward with the agreement.

Fu Ran felt uncomfortable in her abdomen, and she yelled, "Come on, help me!"

The hand hanging on the edge of the bed was suddenly held by someone, Fu Ran was stunned for a while, and turned to see Ming Chengyou's opened eyes.

A burst of warmth rushed out of her eyes, Ming Chengyou held her tightly, Fu Ran hurriedly wiped away her tears, "I'll call the doctor."

He shook his head and spat out a few weak words, "It's useless to shout."

Fu Ran pursed her lower lip, and swallowed back the choking sound that almost escaped, "I'll call the police."

Ming Chengyou didn't let go of her wrist, and the two were very close. To Ming Chengyou, nothing was important anymore.

"I just had a dream."

Fu Ran stood by the bed, speechless.

"I dreamed that I became a baby, maybe it means reincarnation." Ming Chengyou raised his empty eyes and stared at Fu Ran, "But it turned out to be your child, isn't it funny?"

Seeing the corners of his mouth curled up, Fu Ran felt more and more sour, and couldn't help but smile.

She turned her back, but she wiped more and more tears.

Neither of them explained what was between them.

Because there is no plan to redeem, there is not much time left.

How long has it been since Fu Ran talked to him so calmly?

"Do you really want a baby?"

Ming Chengyou thought of the lost life, and the pain in his heart couldn't be healed, "I think, I hope my life can be maintained by my child."

He was powerless to speak, and Fu Ran's wrist that was held by him felt bursts of pain.

Fu Ran propped the other hand on the edge of the bed, and could not hide the sadness in his eyes, "I lied to you. At that time, my mother was seriously injured. I really had the urge to kill this child directly. But the doctor said that it was my mother who gave her life to save him. Keep it, I know you want him too, but I never thought you would be lying on the hospital bed like today. Now, he is fine in my stomach, don't worry, I will keep him well. "

There was disbelief in Ming Chengyou's eyes, a familiar look made that stunningly handsome face look like a flashback, his eyes gradually fell to Fu Ran's abdomen, his lips trembled and he said, "You, didn't you lie to me?"

Fu Ran dragged him to her abdomen and stretched out Ming Chengyou's palm. Although it was not obvious, he could feel the tightness of it.

His excited heart seemed unable to bear it, and he took a few breaths violently.

"Fu Ran."

She looked up and looked into his eyes.

"Is it true what my father said before he died?"

How much Ming Chengyou hoped, that was also a lie of Fu Ran.

She wanted to tell a lie, but Ming Chengyou spoke first, "I won't make things difficult for you."

Fu Ran's chest was suffocated, Ming Chengyou's face showed relief, people can't be greedy, "If I can last until the day the child is born, will you let me hug him?"

Unable to say anything else, she nodded.

Ming Chengyou felt so tired that he didn't even have the energy to speak.

The doctor pulled him back from hell again, but it didn't mean he was so lucky every time.

Housekeeper Xiao hurried back to the hospital bed, just as she stepped in, she saw Fu Ran inside, and after thinking for a moment, she hurried back outside the door.

She guarded and didn't leave, but she didn't bother them either.

Ming Chengyou opened his closed eyes again, "Fu Ran."

When she heard these two words, her heart was inexplicably bitter, and she also felt a vague pain.

Ming Chengyou met Fu Ran's eyes, and some words reached his throat. In fact, there were many, many words, but the only thing he could say was, "Let's forget each other."

Fu Ran's eyes sparkled.

She didn't ask about some things, but it doesn't mean she doesn't understand them now.

But what separates them is not love or not love.

"Fu Ran, we don't have the ability to go back. Don't listen to the news about me in the future. If I really leave, you will tell the child that I went to a far away place. He will understand when he grows up. Yes. I'm selfish. I insist on keeping him, but I can't accompany him in the future. You must get married, preferably earlier, before the child is sensible, and then you tell him that he is not a There is no father's child, so there is no need to make up lies to deceive him."

She understands, and so does he.

Apart from forgetting each other, do they have any other way?