Dyed

A small icon was displayed on the taskbar, Fu Ran clicked on it, and the bright red petals of roses filled the whole screen.

There was a moment of brilliance in the eyes, as if after a snowfall, the outline of the capital of Evian broke out clearly in the blur, and there was a kind of bright and amazing suddenly enlightened.

This is their home.

The swing in the garden was still moving, and on the stone table, two cups of hot tea exuded warmth, blowing away the coldness of winter.

In front of the ivory white fence, two figures snuggled up to each other under the warm sun.

The male is tall and straight, and the female is tall and thin.A small person is sitting on the man's shoulders, the front cannot be seen, this is probably the only place where Ming Chengyou appears.

Fu Ran stretched out her hand, her fingertips lingering on his back.

A line of small characters rippling with the wind.

Yuran, dyed.

Outside the east gate, there are women like clouds.

Although it is like a cloud, I want to keep it.

Fu Ran's tears suddenly slipped out of her eyes, and her lips and teeth seemed to have a lingering fragrance.

Ming Chengyou caught her with a glance, among thousands of people.

There are many small clips in it, including when to go to the birth check-up, and the growth status of the child is clearly recorded. There is also a photo album in it, called, if there is if.

Fu Ran opened it, it was her wedding dress.

If, if.

Hope she can wear this wedding dress and actually have a wedding of theirs.

Fu Ran lay face down in the crook of her arms, not daring to cry out, so she could only tightly cover her mouth with her hands, her sobs continued, her shoulders shrugged slightly, her fists clenched tightly and then released.

The door of the study room was opened with a gap, and Ming Chengyou's gaze fell on Fu Ran's back through it. He stood at the door for a long time, holding the doorknob weakly.

But he didn't have the courage to push it away, let alone face it.

Ming Chengyou closed the door, turned and went back to the bedroom.

After reading it for a while, Fu Ran found Ming Chengyou's name for the baby in a document, Ming Qinghan.

He never said it, because he always thought of something better.

But so far I haven't found a replacement for it.

Fu Ran turned off the computer, and when she walked out, she felt empty in her heart, as if something was about to be lost.

Pushing open the door of the room, seeing Ming Chengyou sitting on the edge of the bed, Fu Ran walked quickly, "When did you wake up, are you hungry?"

Ming Chengyou shook his head with his back turned to her.

Fu Ran stood in front of him, and Ming Chengyou took her hand, "Fu Ran, let's dance."

She shook her head.

"why?"

"Chengyou, every time we dance, nothing good will happen. First, 5% of the equity of Qiankun was taken away, and then..."

Thinking of that scene, she still feels uncomfortable, "I don't want to dance."

"It's okay." Ming Chengyou got up, took Fu Ran's hand and walked to the open space in front of the sofa, "Let's dance slowly to the beat."

There was no music either, the only accompaniment was the sound of each other's footsteps, the two of them hugged each other and moved, Fu Ran pressed his face to his shoulder, his hand went up the man's waist, and he felt a shivering skinny feeling in his palm.

Ming Chengyou couldn't last long, even if he wasn't really dancing, he still couldn't stand it.

Fu Ran helped him to the side of the bed, and he leaned against the head of the bed. Fu Ran turned on the TV, "Do you want to sleep?"

"Let me see you more."

Fu Ran rolled up her hair and tidied up the newspapers and sundries on the coffee table. She moved slowly with her big belly.

In the past, Ming Chengyou wouldn't let her do these things, but he didn't stop him tonight, his eyes followed her figure.

This room is filled with the breath of their lives, and you can feel it even with your eyes closed.

Fu Ran packed up and walked back to Ming Chengyou, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Why do you always let me sleep?"

Ming Chengyou pulled her to sit beside him, Fu Ran raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I'm afraid you're tired."

Ming Chengyou pressed his forehead against her, "Fu Ran, did I tell you something?"

"What's the matter?" She wanted to raise her head.

Ming Chengyou pressed her head to keep her still, "Fu Ran, I love you."

Fu Ran's slightly drooping eyelids suddenly lifted up. Although Ming Chengyou didn't say anything, she understood, but under such unprepared circumstances, she was somewhat caught off guard, "I..."

Today, it seems easy to cry.

Tears rushed out of the eyes, Ming Chengyou pressed the back of Fu Ran's neck with his right hand, and his lips touched the corner of Fu Ran's mouth.

He explained everything that should be explained, as if it was the best farewell, but Fu Ran didn't know.

Ming Chengyou was lying on the bed with her in his arms, his consciousness was so heavy that he didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids.

Fu Ran clenched her lips tightly. After a long time, she thought Ming Chengyou had fallen asleep.

His eyes were slightly opened, and for a while, there was no sky in his sight, and for a while, he was scorched by something.

The outline of Fu Ran was gradually blurred in Ming Chengyou's eyes, and it became more and more difficult for him to breathe, what was in his eyes and in his heart was gradually fading away.

I am sorry.

He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't utter a word.

It was only then that Ming Chengyou knew that it felt like he was about to die. Fu Ran's hair lined his cheeks, and he wanted to raise his head. In the next life, if he doesn't recognize you in the next life, Fu Ran, will you still wait for me?

There was rapid breathing in the ear, Fu Ran turned around quickly, and Ming Chengyou had already closed his eyes.

In a trance, he felt someone pushing his shoulder hard.

"Chengyou!"

Ming Chengyou wanted to say that he was too tired to procrastinate. Although he felt regretful in his heart, he said he would last until the child was born, but there was no way, he really couldn't make it through.

The body seemed to be thrown into a container filled with water, and the sufficient air was deprived.

Ming Chengyou's clenched hands slowly loosened. Fu Ran picked up his upper body and saw that his eyes could no longer be opened.

Sadness overflowed her chest, and seemed to tear her apart inch by inch.Fu Ran raised her head, the roar was suppressed in her body and could not be erupted, she suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her abdomen.