Dyed

It's just that he can still handle it, and he can barely eat it all in his mouth, thinking that this is his first time entering the kitchen.

Fu Ran raised her head and stared at Ming Chengyou's slow eating of noodles. His eating was always the same, so elegant that it made people want to put down their chopsticks.

"Ming, Chengyou," Fu Ran said after hesitation, "Why don't you go abroad, the medical facilities there must be better than those in China."

"It's the same everywhere now." Ming Chengyou looked at Fu Ran, "If you have a suitable heart, they will notify me."

"Then..." Fu Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's hard to find, isn't it?"

This is a sensitive topic, but in the eyes of Ming Chengyou, he can accept it calmly, "Yes, it is very difficult. There are few people who donate their bodies, and they have to be matched properly, so many people can't wait until they die. Transplanted organs."

When Fu Ran heard this, her mood sank to the bottom, "Chengyou, let's separate completely, don't stay in the same city."

Ming Chengyou paused for a while while picking up the noodles, and looked straight at Fu Ran, "Why?"

"I don't believe you don't understand."

Ming Chengyou's eyes were gloomy, Fu Ran exhaled heavily, "Go abroad, find a place with a better environment, or you can go to Youran Island."

His face was slightly surprised, and Fu Ran continued, "I knew it when I went there for the first time."

Ming Chengyou nodded, she thought he agreed. "If you leave, the two of us may have a better life."

"Let me watch you finish your wedding."

A chopstick in Fu Ran's hand rolled down to her feet, and she threw the other chopstick on the table vigorously, "Do you still think you didn't die fast enough? Ming Chengyou, I have tasted that kind of pain before." , I don’t want you to experience it once, do you think that what a wedding brings to me is really a resolute letting go?”

Fu Ran pointed to her heart, "It still hurts here every day, Ming Chengyou, don't lie to yourself, my whole heart can't bear it, let alone you?"

The man stared blankly at the seat in front of Fu Ran's heart.

Suddenly, I feel that the words are completely powerless, and some words do not need to be explained. The beauty of Youran Island is so good that the marriage certificate is suddenly horrified. Can Fu Ran not tell how much he is sincere and how much is false?

In the face of life and death, a word of explanation is superfluous, he understands, she understands, it is really enough.

On the way Ming Chengyou sent Fu Ran back, the two of them were silent. Halfway through the drive, the man spoke first, "Okay, I promise you, I'll leave here."

Somewhere in my heart softened, but I also felt empty.

When they arrived at Fu's house, they saw Li Linchen's car parked there. Fu Ran asked Ming Chengyou to put her down not far away. After seeing Ming Chengyou's car leave, she walked forward.

Li Linchen got out of the driver's seat with an uncertain expression, "Where did you go?"

Fu Ran stood on the other side of the car, and the two looked at each other from a distance, "Go out and say goodbye."

"He's leaving?"

"Well," Fu Ran lowered her eyes, suppressing the sadness in her eyes, "He has something to do with his foreign company, and he may always be there in the future."

Li Linchen heard the words and didn't ask any more questions, "Don't worry about today's affairs. I just received a call from Gong Yuan saying that I want to see you for the last time. I didn't expect her to make so many troubles."

"Since you have solved it yourself, that's the best." Fu Ran planned to go in, "Would you like to sit down?"

"Xiao Ran," Li Linchen called out to her, "How do you think about registering with the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

Fu Ran bit her lower lip, knowing that she still had to take this step in the end, "Has the date been chosen yet?"

"This Friday is the day my mother goes to the temple to choose."

Fu Ran nodded her heavy head, "Okay."

Li Linchen watched her leave, "Xiaoran, what about the wedding photos?"

Fu Ran didn't look back, she just felt very tired, physically and mentally exhausted, "Let's talk about it another day, okay? I want to take a break."

When she returned to the house, Housekeeper Zhou came out of Fan Xian's room and told Fu Ran about the general situation. She gave Fan Xian a massage as usual and talked with her for a long time.

"Mom, I'm getting married."

Fan Xian closed her eyes tightly, still not responding at all.

"In a few days, Li Linchen and I are going to get our marriage certificate. You should wake up quickly. You have slept long enough. When the time comes, you will still want to see me in my wedding dress."

As Fu Ran spoke, she found that her voice was trembling. How could she pass on the joy she couldn't feel to others.

The wedding dress Ming Chengyou gave her was stored in the closet. Fu Ran stroked the holy lace with her palm. She took out the wedding dress and put it back into the box, repeating it over and over again.

Fu Ran walked to the window and opened it. The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted in from outside Fu's house. She thought, Ming Chengyou should have left Ying'an City by now.

If we don't see each other, maybe we can forget each other.

She was leaning on the bed and wanted to read a book. She was going to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow, but Fu Ran couldn't calm down. She put the book on the bedside table and stroked her swollen abdomen with her palm.

Seeing the sun slanting to the west, the sunset glow through the glass window is as magnificent as red blood.

When the cell phone rang, Fu Ran was sleeping. She opened her eyes suddenly, only to find that she was not covered with a quilt, and her throat would keep hurting.

After fumbling around the bedside table for a long time, he found the phone and connected it.

Before she could speak, a voice from the other end had already come, "Hello, Miss Fu, I'm Housekeeper Xiao."

Fu Ran was shocked, "Housekeeper Xiao, what's the matter?"

"Madam asked me to tell you that the third young master was sent to the military hospital because of his illness. Maybe, maybe he can't die." Housekeeper Xiao couldn't hold back his crying, Fu Ran was dumbfounded, "What did you say?"

The sudden blow made Fu Ran unable to react for a while.

There was a mechanical beeping sound from the other end of the phone, which was extremely lengthy.

Fu Ran hurriedly grabbed a coat and was about to go out. When she arrived at the door, she found that she hadn't taken the car keys, and hurriedly ransacked the box. Her mind was completely blank, and she didn't even have time to think about where to put her things.

When driving out of Fu's house, Fu Ran couldn't hide the tears in her eyes. She slammed the steering wheel with her right hand. Didn't she lose the happiness of her and him for the rest of their lives?Isn't it enough to exchange his life?

She persistently believed that as long as she persisted, she would definitely get what she wanted.

But Fu Ran didn't know whether God would give her a chance, would she accept her so-called exchange?

Fu Ran's eyes were blurred, the tip of his nose was sore, and the corners of his mouth could taste the saltiness of tears.

If Ming Chengyou still can't pass this test, what's the point of her insisting on betting her future happiness?