Dyed

Li Yunling understood what he meant, "But there is only one of your children!"

Ming Chengyou clicked off the dead branches and leaves, "If people are like this flower and grass, they can still live after cutting off half of it, how good it would be?"

"Chengyou." Tears flowed from Li Yunling's eyes, and she held Ming Chengyou's shoulder tightly with her right hand, "As soon as we have a suitable heart, the hospital will notify us immediately, and we will pass this test no matter what."

Even if you used to be all-powerful, in the face of life and death, where do you have the right to choose?

Ming Rong drove back from the outside and saw Li Yunling and Ming Chengyou in the yard from a distance. He walked briskly, "What are the two whispering?"

Li Yunling turned her back to wipe away her tears, "Have you been busy with the company's affairs?"

"Fortunately," Ming Rong walked to Ming Chengyou's side, "With Han Jun here, you don't need to worry about it."

"You two brothers talk, I'll go in first."

Ming Rong raised his eyes and saw Li Yunling dragging his tired feet towards the house, leaning his elbows against the flower stand, and leaned over, "Did you see Mom's face? I think she may have gone to see the boss, she's always been absent-minded lately." .”

Ming Chengyou tightened his handsome face, and only a few members of the Ming family knew about his and Ming Zheng's life experiences. A wound that was opened could never heal, and lay between him and Li Yunling.

"Chengyou, do you really plan to let Fu Ran marry someone else with a child?" Ming Rong asked with a glance at his expression.

"I don't want to talk about this matter." Ming Chengyou put down the scissors in his hand, walked past Ming Rong and strode into the house.

In the afternoon, Ming Chengyou asked Uncle Wang to drive back to Zhongjing Haoting.

The huge villa was empty. Ming Chengyou came to the second floor. The room was clean and tidy. He took out the key of the safe.

Fu Ran had dinner and wiped Fan Xian's body with Chen's mother. Since he was discharged from the hospital, he needs to be infused with nutrient solution every day to maintain his life. The miracle the doctor said is so far away.

Fu Ran talked with Fan Xian and played light music again.

She went down the stairs and wanted to go for a walk, Fu Songting went upstairs to accompany his wife after dinner, some things had to be learned to accept.

Fu Ran walked forward along the road at the door, and a car followed quietly. After a while, the car got closer to her, and Fu Ran also recognized the man who got off the driver's seat.

"Miss Fu, Third Young Master, please go over there."

Fu Ran stood without moving, "Where is he?"

"Don't worry," the man knew she was on guard, "Third Young Master asked me to tell you something, he said, you still have a name called You Ran."

The man felt that these words were very strange, but he still followed Ming Chengyou's instructions and said them verbatim.

Fu Ran was about to turn back, but when she heard these two words, she couldn't help but pause again.

The man stepped forward to open the car door for her. After a moment of hesitation, she sat in.

The car soon arrived in front of a villa, Fu Ran would never forget this, when he walked out from here after being injured badly, Fu Ran engraved every scene and thing in Zhongjing Haoting in his heart.

The man stayed outside the villa and did not follow.

She walked to the second floor and saw that the light in the master bedroom was on, and her heart that hadn't beat for a long time suddenly became more and more restless as the footsteps approached.

The door of the room was open. Fu Ran stood at the door for a moment. When he walked in, he saw a raised figure on the bed.

With the sound of her light footsteps, a string in her heart was almost broken. The person on the bed seemed to be asleep, but she was lying there straight as if she hadn't breathed.

With Fu Ran's heart hanging in her throat, she couldn't help speeding up her steps. When she reached the bed, she couldn't see Ming Chengyou's face clearly because the light was not turned on.

Fu Ran stretched out his hand to the head of the bed, the sudden brightness caused the man on the bed to raise his hand to cover his eyes, Fu Ran finally saw clearly that at least he was alive.

Ming Chengyou saw her standing by the bed, in fact, he originally thought that Fu Ran would not come.

He stood up on his elbows, his legs fell to the ground, and his eyes just touched Fu Ran's abdomen. Now even wearing loose clothes can't cover her stomach.

Ming Chengyou stood up and passed her by, "Come with me, I want to show you something."

Fu Ran saw him walk into the dressing room, and she followed with heavy steps. The light inside had already been turned on. Seeing her walking slowly, Ming Chengyou simply went over and grabbed her wrist.

It didn't take much force, but I felt a pain penetrating through the skin and deep into the bone marrow.

Fu Ran was brought into the dressing room by him, and the bright white that suddenly appeared in her eyes made her feel dizzy.

She saw the wedding dress she had tried on in the store, hanging in the center, with the floor-length skirt curling and warming, she was in an indescribable state of mind, and felt that her heart was filled to the brim, yet felt empty and uncomfortable.

Ming Chengyou pulled her to the wedding dress, took Fu Ran's hand and put it on the wedding dress, "I bought this one early in the morning. I heard that you are going to get married, Fu Ran, wear it."

Fu Ran held a handful of lace in his palm, and his eyes were filled with warmth. Ming Chengyou reached out to take off the wedding dress, held up his hands and handed it to Fu Ran, "Put it on again and show me."

She stood still, Ming Chengyou put the wedding dress in her arms, and then walked out.

He stood outside the door for a long time, and it was about a quarter of an hour before there was a rustling sound in the dressing room, and Ming Chengyou opened the door after about a quarter of an hour.

Fu Ran folded her hands behind her back, as if the zipper was stuck.

Ming Chengyou stepped forward and saw him and Fu Ran standing one after the other through the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror. They should have been a natural match. Ming Chengyou's palm was pressed to her waist, and the wedding dress was opened to both sides, revealing her fair and clean back.

Ming Chengyou's throat rolls lightly, but it brings up desolation again. There is no way, even if he has lust, he doesn't have the strength now.

Fu Ran saw him bend down, and after his fingers hooked the zipper, the sound of slowly pulling it up came into his ears clearly.

Ming Chengyou raised his eyes and met Fu Ran's eyes in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. No one avoided him, just staring straight at him.

Ming Chengyou suddenly put both hands on Fu Ran's shoulders, she just felt a sinking, and her heart also fell to the bottom.

"Fu Ran, wear the wedding dress I chose for you when you get married," Ming Cheng Youjun leaned towards her, and if the couple in the mirror were Bi people, how great would it be?His brows raised slightly, but the smile on his lips was as bitter as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, "Wear it and marry someone else."

Trying to speak as calmly as possible, clearly trembling, Fu Ran also felt the pain in his shoulder being held.

She nodded, tears seemed to flow out of her eyes, she quickly raised her chin, and heard her voice hollow, "Okay."

Fu Ran tried on this wedding dress twice.

Ming Chengyou also watched it twice.

The first time, I felt hopeless in my heart, but this time, it was even more difficult to let go.

But at least, his love and his life can continue, so he didn't despair.

For Fu Ran, her state of mind in trying on the wedding dress twice was completely different.

Fu Ran reached behind her back, trying to pull the zipper down.

Ming Chengyou held her hand, he walked around Fu Ran's side, landed on one knee and pressed his face to Fu Ran's abdomen.

If this scene falls into the eyes of others, it will definitely feel very weird. Fu Ran stared at the picture in the mirror, and Ming Chengyou stretched out his palm to caress her abdomen.

"Is he nice to you?"

Fu Ran hung his hands by his side, and said in a very flat tone, "Okay."

"Okay, that's fine." He seemed to murmur in a low voice.

Since Hanshan Temple, this is the first time the two have met, and they usually only know each other's recent situation through TV.

The outside world also speculated that mr was temporarily handed over to Ming Rong's management because Ming Chengyou was ill, but no one knew that he was so seriously ill.

Ming Chengyou's other arm was around Fu Ran's waist. The decision he made at that time was correct, and if he didn't see her, it wouldn't hurt so much.

Now holding it in my hands, I can feel the presence of the child in my ears, and the heart that is frozen in my chest, waiting for the day of recovery, is beating violently as if it has been injected with fresh blood.

But his body is already unable to bear it, and it is better to be flat than vigorous.

Ming Chengyou let go of Fu Ran's hand. After standing up slowly, he glanced at Fu Ran's face. He still didn't say anything, and walked out of the dressing room rubbing her shoulders.

Fu Ran changed her clothes and went out, holding the wedding dress in her hand.

After Ming Chengyou took it from her, he carefully put the wedding dress into the box, every movement was delicate and thoughtful, he squatted in front of the bed, and smoothed out the only wrinkles of the wedding dress with his fingers.

When Ming Chengyou stood up, his expression was a little heavy. He handed the box to Fu Ran, "Marry him, and you must be happy."

Fu Ran shook her head in her heart.

No, her happiness has already been exchanged. Since she can meet Ming Chengyou at Hanshan Temple, it means that they both believe in Buddha and have hope. Fu Ran stubbornly believes that what she lost will be exchanged for her want to exchange.

and so……

Fu Ran carried the box in his hand, it was very heavy, "You must too, live well."