Dyed

Since Ming Chengyou's hospitalization was not disclosed to the public, the transfer to the military hospital was naturally carried out quietly.

Ming Rong pushed Ming Chengyou out of the ward, Fu Ran saw Housekeeper Xiao carrying a bag in his hand, but did not see Li Yunling.

She stood at the corner and didn't approach, Ming Chengyou turned his head unexpectedly, as if knowing where she was, the two looked at each other.

Fu Ran's vision was uncontrollably hazy.At the bottom of Ming Chengyou's pond, there was a dead silence, and his body had obviously lost weight in the past few days.

Some things may really be destined, and they have reached a situation where it is better to be apart than together.

The ordinary life in exchange, even if there is no love, is better than being together for life and dying.

A group of people had already left along the passage, Fu Ran raised his head, and the lights in the hospital corridor were still on.

I don't know how long I stood here, but Fu Ran didn't think of leaving until the soles of his feet felt sore.

Turning around, she saw Li Yunling standing behind her, "I went to the ward to look for you, to see if you were not there."

Fu Ran pursed her lips and said, "Are you okay?"

Li Yunling didn't beat around the bush, "I heard people say that Cheng You was carried out of your ward that day, right?"

Fu Ran couldn't argue, so she just nodded.

"What did you tell him? Is it your background?"

Fu Ran said a lot that day, vicious, sad and indignant, she remembered every word in her heart.

Li Yunling saw that she didn't answer, but in fact she knew it already. When Ming Chengyou asked her, Mom, you already know, Li Yunling guessed that his life experience must have stimulated Ming Chengyou's attack this time.

"Fu Ran, I don't care about what happened between you and Chengyou before. Now that the trouble has reached the present, it's impossible for you to get along. Let it go. Don't let him put all his extra thoughts on you."

Fu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand in my heart."

Li Yunling has always had a grudge against Fu Ran, and she couldn't like it even more.

Although the exchange of Ming Zheng and Ming Chengyou was caused by Ming Yunfeng, Fu Ran was just a person who kept a secret.

But people are like this, Li Yunling can't hate Ming Yunfeng anymore, so naturally she needs to carry this resentment on another person.

After Li Yunling left, Fu Ran saw Zhao Lan rushing to the hospital, and opened the door of the ward to find that there was no one there. The incubator in Zhao Lan's hand rolled to the ground with a bang, "Chengyou!"

The people who came in started tidying up the ward. Fu Ran saw that Zhao Lan asked something anxiously, and when he came out, his expression was relieved, but he leaned against the wall with a disappointed face.

Ming Chengyou was transferred to another hospital, but she didn't even know the news beforehand.

On the day when Fan Xian was brought home, it was a cloudy and rainy day. Fu Songting got into the car with his wife in his arms.

Fu Ran could see it fascinated, the pain in her heart made her eyes turn red, the ground was already wet, and it wouldn't be wet when she stepped on it, but it felt like it was obscured.

Fu Ran sat in the car and looked at the door of the hospital. She, Fan Xian and Ming Chengyou were pushed into the door one by one.

But now she is the only one who walks out intact.

Fu Ran pressed her face to the cold car window and closed her eyes hard.

Back at the door of Fu's house, only to find that Ming Zheng's car had just arrived.

Fu Songting entered the house with his wife in his arms, and Chen Ma brought in the packed things. Fu Ran told the driver not to wait for her. Seeing Ming Zheng leaning against the car door, Fu Ran was a little at a loss, but still walked over to say hello .

Ming Zheng folded his arms around his chest, and calmly looked at Fu Ran. After a moment of silence, he was the first to break the deadlock, "What are you going to do in the future?"

Fu Ran looked up at him.

"The Ming family thought your child was gone, I asked the doctor, do you still plan to stay after this?"

For Fu Ran, this question already had an answer.

The child came when she shouldn't have come, and when she didn't want to stay, she stayed behind several times by mistake. Fan Xian believes in Buddhism and reincarnation of cause and effect, and Fu Ran also believes in it.

Ming Zheng came here to ask about her, but he still couldn't let go. At that time, he left her and Zhao Lan cruelly, and he couldn't say he hated Fu Ran in his heart. After all, it was different from before.

Love and dislike can be clearly distinguished from Ming Chengyou's life experience alone.

"I'm no longer worth your time to spend on me. Don't resent her anymore. After all, she doesn't know that you are her own son. The decision made by the old man more than [-] years ago hurt the most. is her."

Mingzheng's long and narrow phoenix eyes were tightly closed, his expression could not hide the pain, "Xiaoran, you don't understand the matter between me and her."

"There's also Aunt Zhao, don't blame her, she also feels uncomfortable, she was also deceived, and now the truth is revealed, but it's because her own flesh and blood are about to be separated, this kind of pain..."

Fu Ran's throat choked, and she wanted to say, we can't feel this kind of pain.

But my heart was already in pain, and the wound was clearly weeping blood!

Ming Zheng raised his eyes and stared at an uncertain place, "Can't you understand it?"

He guessed the other half of Fu Ran's unspoken sentence, "When I knew my life experience, I realized that I was said to be an illegitimate child and pointed at, and I was rejected and cold-eyed by Li Yunling. It was all caused by him." Yes, he personally overturned my life with Ming Chengyou and paved a bright road for him. Now that he is dying, my mother goes to the hospital every day to recognize him, and Li Yunling insists that she has only one son. Fu Ran, in this case In the game he dominates, what am I?"

Fu Ran felt powerless all over his body. This is not a multiple-choice question, and there is no answer.

Ming Zheng drove away quickly, and she looked away after a long while.

Walking into the living room, the newly hired housekeeper was only about 30 years old, and looked shrewd and capable. Fu Ran walked over and introduced her to Mama Chen, "Mama Chen, this is housekeeper Zhou. The division of labor at home will remain the same in the future. If someone takes care of you, there will be more and more things, you and Butler Zhou get along well."

"Miss, I will."

Fu Ran came to Fan Xian's room. Fu Songting had already put her on the bed. Mother Chen followed in to help. Fu Ran saw a box stacked in the corner of the room. She walked over and opened it to see many folded ingots.

"Madam will go to Hanshan Temple to burn incense in two days, and I have been preparing for it recently."

Fu Ran squatted down and saw the half-folded tinfoil. "Mother Chen, you can go with me when the time comes."

Hanshan Temple is located in the urban area of ​​Ying'an City. Every day, pilgrims flock to the mountain.

It is said that at the foot of the mountain, you can see the spectacle of smoke curling up in mid-air. Fu Ran and Chen Ma came to the temple and had to queue up to offer incense.

Arm-thin incense candles were placed in front of the Buddha statue, and the continuous heat wave made every pilgrim's cheeks flush.

The polished Buddha statue is tens of meters high. Fu Ran stepped forward piously, knelt down and kowtowed after clasping her hands together. When the Buddha statue was in front of him, the center of his eyebrows was completely red.

It was the first time for Fu Ran to come to such a place, and the solemnity and seriousness she had never imagined made her feel awed by the Buddha statue in front of her.

Chen Ma quietly accompanied her.

The brazier in front of her was full of ingots that Fu Ran had folded overnight. She didn't have anyone else, and they all said that worshiping Buddha requires sincerity.

The ten fingers of both hands were tightly pressed together, Fu Ran's eyes were almost unable to open due to the incense burnt, and it will be better after a while to get used to it.

She finally understood why Fan Xian believed in Buddhism.

With faith, there is hope in the heart.

Fu Ran closed her eyes, her lips moved.

What she wants to pray for is really simple.

"Let him live, we can forget each other, the Buddha said, looking back five hundred times is exchanged for passing by once in this life, I would rather we never knew each other, how about I put it aside now?"

Fu Ran felt the warmth, soreness and pain in the eye sockets, "I will live my own life well, let him forget me, and let me forget him."