Dyed

"Little orphan, don't run away!"

"You are the orphans!" The boy clenched his fists and shouted angrily.

The boys chasing after him looked much older than him, "Everyone in the school knows you as Little Orphan."

"I have a mother."

"But you don't have a father." The older boy put his hips on his hips. "Anyway, you're still a little orphan."

The boy leaned against the iron gate panting, Ming Chengyou reached out to hold his shoulder, but the boy obviously couldn't feel it. "I have my father's."

The sentence was very light, and after he finished speaking, he lowered his head.

Ming Chengyou's heart that was no longer beating was suddenly hit.

Although the boy is young, he also knows that he is lying.

"You have a father, and we all know that your father is an illegitimate child, that's why we hate you so much!"

But the boy didn't understand the meaning of illegitimate child, he stubbornly raised his little head, "Get out of the way, be careful that my father will beat you later."

"Beat it, beat it up," the older boy stepped forward, "You told your father to beat us up twice before, but now there is no one. Do you know that your father is dead? Do you know what death means? ? Just never come back again, little orphan, have you ever seen what your father looks like?"

The boy huddled in front of the iron gate and shivered, "My father is not dead!"

Several people stepped forward, but Ming Chengyou yelled but no one could hear him.

The boy covered his face with his hands, turned around suddenly, and stared straight at Ming Chengyou's direction, as if he saw him outside the iron gate, "Dad, Dad—"

Ming Chengyou saw the fists raised one by one.

The boy screamed, "Dad!"

The bright black pupils were full of panic and helplessness, his hands suddenly stretched out of the iron gate, and his outstretched fingers grabbed Ming Chengyou's cuffs with all his strength.

He knew he was dreaming again.

Fu Ran's shout pierced his ears, Ming Chengyou sat up suddenly and opened his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Fu Ran was so frightened that she hurriedly turned on the light.

Ming Chengyou took her hand, only to realize that it was already dark, his palm was pressed towards his heart, and the heart in his body might jump out at any time.

Cai Cai's dream was more real than ever before, the child was still young, and the frightened eyes made his heart palpitate.

That sound of "father" broke Ming Chengyou's heart even more.

Fu Ran leaned against his shoulder, "It's nothing, it's just a nightmare."

Ming Chengyou's voice was empty and silent, falling into Fu Ran's ears, it seemed to be a dark color, "Fu Ran, in the future, we must not let the child be said to have no father, find the best school for him, don't tell him I'm dead, you lie to him, I just didn't come back."

The corners of Fu Ran's lips trembled, and he suddenly raised his voice, and his voice became sharp, "Who said you're dead? He already had a father!"

Ming Chengyou did not answer.

The air was suffocating like death, as if it stopped suddenly, Fu Ran's tears couldn't stop rolling down, and after a while, Ming Chengyou sighed and wanted to hug her into his arms.

But Fu Ran slapped his hands off vigorously, and lifted the quilt to get up.

Ming Chengyou put his arms around Fu Ran's waist, and put his chin into the side of her neck, "I had a nightmare."

He turned Fu Ran's shoulders and kissed her face. Ming Chengyou was so shocked by the dream just now that he still can't recover.

Not wanting to worry Fu Ran, he said he felt hungry, so he took Fu Ran downstairs to eat.

Back in the room, Ming Chengyou turned on the computer and clearly recorded the dream just now in a private space.

He rested his chin on his palm, staring intently at the screen.

Fu Ran brought the warmed milk to his hand, "What are you writing?"

Ming Chengyou shook his head and let her sit on his lap, "Is the baby good today?"

"Ah."

Fu Ran noticed his minimized window and didn't ask any further questions. Ming Chengyou rested his head on her chest and closed his eyes.

Luo Wenying and Ming Zheng didn't come out until very late. She sat in the passenger seat and rubbed her hands together, "It's really cold."

Ming Zheng turned on the heater, took a coat from the back seat of the car and handed it to her, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm already hungry." Luo Wenying put on her seat belt without being polite, and put her jacket on her arms.

Mingzheng started the engine, "There is a box of snacks in the back seat, take it out to cushion your stomach."

Luo Wenying stretched out her arm, opened it, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, "Well, it tastes really good, where did you buy it?"

"Given by Xiaoran."

Luo Wenying slowed down her chewing, "It looks like I made it myself."

"It should be." Ming Zheng stared forward intently.

He was also hungry at the meeting, Luo Wenying ate a few pieces, Mingzheng pointed to his mouth, "Give me a piece."

Luo Wenying picked up the piece, thought about it and put it back, then handed the whole bag to Mingzheng, "Take it yourself."

He glanced at her, then reached out and opened the bag, "Didn't you see that I was driving? Where do you want to eat?"

"Whatever," she looked out the window, "it's public funds anyway."

Ming Zheng smiled and turned on the stereo, Luo Wenying saw that he was not moving, picked up a snack and stuffed it into his mouth.

Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou walked out of Yiyun Capital. They basically didn't go out these days. The two walked along the road in the center of the villa, and when they reached the gate, Fu Ran put his hands in his pockets, "I forgot to bring my mobile phone."

"It's okay, let's take a walk outside."

"You wait and I will, I'll get it." Fu Ran didn't dare to be careless. She didn't carry her mobile phone with her after she was pregnant. She used to carry a bag when she went out. Today, Ming Chengyou said to walk nearby, but she forgot it for a while.

Ming Chengyou went outside and waited for Fu Ran to come over in a lush bamboo forest.

He raised his head and saw a taxi coming towards him and stopped abruptly just as he was about to pass him.

The door of the rear seat was opened, and the person who got out should be a woman with a pair of black knee-high boots. When the person came out completely, Ming Chengyou's eyes were slightly surprised.

If it wasn't for goodbye, he might really have completely forgotten about this woman who once appeared in his life.

Shen Ning looked over a few steps away, and was a little surprised to see Ming Chengyou's appearance.

She bent down and picked up a little boy from the back seat, and closed the door behind her.

The boy was about four or five years old, and he looked smart and cute. He had a watermelon head cut off, and his eyes were black and white. Shen Ning gently pushed his shoulder with his hand.

The little boy ran towards Ming Chengyou, and when he came to him, the boy raised his head and said, "Dad, mom said you are my father. I also had a father before, but he always said that I was someone else's child, and I often Hit me, my mother lied to me that my father went to a far away place, it's not that I don't want me..."

Ming Chengyou couldn't help but back up.