The reborn daughter-in-law is right!

"It's here!" Li Tao parked the car neatly, got up and got out of the car first, interrupting Xia Yun's memory.

Even though Lin Ma'an is as anxious as a grandson every day, he still acts like an old man in his work, not sloppy at all, the back door of the venue has been blocked, Li Tao and Xia Yun walk forward without looking back, wearing ten centimeter high heels Hitting the ground, there was a rattling sound, stimulating Xia Yun one by one.

Immediately...

His... no, Mo Ran is inside.

Maybe lie in it like a child?Quiet, just like his quiet character.

Will you be smiling again?Like every time I see him.

Xia Yun slowed down his breathing, what arrogance and indulgence are all passing in his eyes, he can't find any feeling now, he didn't expect to lose Mo Ran, just like the first thing you do every day when you go home The thing is to wash your hands, but one day after ten years you find that your hands are gone and you don’t need to wash them anymore, then you really have lost the ability to survive.

Moran is Xia Yun's hands, this fact that he doesn't want to accept is right in front of his eyes.

The chest hurts, the eyes are dry, and the mind that has been muddled for a few days has finally become sober now. Xia Yun watched Li Tao push the door open, and the distance between him and Mo Ran was only a few meters.

Xia Yun felt that he couldn't move forward, he didn't have the courage to walk over, he was afraid to see that familiar face.

"Where the fuck is he?" A roar broke the silence, Xia Yun turned around abruptly, and glanced back briefly.

Lin Ma'an walked over quickly wearing a suit with a gloomy face, looked at Xia Yun with some complaints, and said in a low voice, "Satisfied?"

Li Tao was the first to pull Lin Ma'an aside, and gave Xia Yun a look to enter. Xia Yun lowered his eyes and walked slowly into the mourning hall.

Someone had already made preparations before the mourning hall, and Mo Ran's coffin was placed at the front of the mourning hall, surrounded by many bouquets of flowers, surrounded by photos of Mo Ran smiling alone.

"I'm sorry." Xia Yun went to Mo Ran's coffin and sat down, took out the mobile phone he found out from his pocket, and held it tightly in his hand.

Very quiet, Mo Ran lay there very quietly.

Xia Yun didn't look back, he closed his eyes, and started to say as if recalling something, "I want to eat seafood noodles... I want to eat fresh shrimp that just arrived in the supermarket this morning!"

Moran lay there quietly.

"Well... I also want to eat spring rolls from Wang Ji's house."

Mo Ran still lay there quietly, the air seemed to be frozen.

"sorry Sorry!"

He didn't know what to say except that he was sorry, he wanted to say too much but was forgotten in his throat like amnesia. The eyelids looked at Mo Ran who was lying in the coffin. After that day, it was the first time to look at Mo Ran seriously.

The pale, lifeless Mo Ran lay there, quiet like an angel, Xia Yun choked up and stretched out his hand from Mo Ran's forehead slowly, as if he wanted to engrave Mo Ran's outline in his heart, carefully Touching, the fingertips only felt cold, but it was the warmth that Xia Yun couldn't let go of.

Xia Yun put the mobile phone in Mo Ran's hand, "If you miss me, just give me a call, I will definitely answer this time!"

Gently leaning down, Xia Yun branded a kiss on Mo Ran's bloodless lips, finally couldn't hold it anymore, tears slid down her cheeks, slipped past Xia Yun's heart, and dripped on Mo Ran's face.

Sorry, sorry, for not telling you sooner.

I can't live without you.

Afterwards, all the procedures were carried out seriously under Li Tao's meticulous supervision, accompanied by Lin Ma'an's scolding voice, and the main entrance outside the mourning hall was already full of anxiously waiting reporters.

Xia Yun sat quietly on the seat without any reaction. Li Tao's eyes darkened, and he walked over and said, "Now I'm going to send Mo Ran away...you..."

"You guys go, I want to go back!" Xia Yun stood up, staring blankly.

Lin Ma'an opened his mouth wide, wanting to continue scolding, but looking at Xia Yun who was devastated, he still held back, "You!" Lin Ma'an pointed at Li Tao, "Send him back! Through the back door, what? Fuck off the broken reporter!"

How did you get out, how did you get in the car? Xia Yun didn’t have any memory. In front of her eyes was the scenery that flashed by as the car moved. The road, cars, pedestrians, big trees, Xia Yun stared blankly in her eyes, but didn’t take it into her heart. , these scenery, like Mo Ran, disappeared in an instant.

"I have applied for a one-month leave from Lin Ma'an for you. The press conference of "Evening Breeze" has been negotiated. You don't need to attend. We will take care of the reporters. You can take a break wherever you want..." Li Tao drove the car , looked through the rearview mirror at Xia Yun, who was leaning on the seat lifelessly, "The matter of Mo Ran, the matter has come to this point, you are very smart... I don't need to say anything, you can adjust it as soon as possible."

"It hurts, right?" Xia Yun said in a low voice.

"What?" Li Tao was puzzled, and raised his eyes to look.

"It hurts so much when I'm alive, so it hurts when I'm dead." Xia Yun lay down on the seat and whispered, "I want to sleep for a while."

Xia Yun is no longer the Xia Yun who fascinated countless people. The unrestrained smile in magazines has become gloomy and indifferent. The arrogant and sunny man in TV dramas has become a cold and handsome man. After that, it all became a passing cloud, and disappeared together with Mo Ran's disappearance.

Lin Ma'an was sitting on the leather sofa watching TV, and he couldn't cuss out the swear words in his throat, "Look and see! After the rumored boyfriend's death, the highest paid mainland actor Xia Yun is suspected of taking drugs, and he is a night lover! Xia Yun Xia Yun !You fucking!"

Li Tao stood on the edge of the table with her five-month-old belly, leaning against the table, squinting at Lin Ma'an expressionlessly, "prenatal education."

"I...I'm so stupid!" Lin Ma'an put his hand on his forehead, apparently unable to give up, "Son! Your father doesn't swear, don't imitate him!"

"I don't." Xia Yun frowned, leaning against the door in a neat suit, and said impatiently and coldly, "That's not me."

"Do you know that you have become a topic now? Ah!" Lin Ma'an slammed the table, not caring about his numb hands, "Just don't... With your current appearance, I still have to accept the script for you. pick!"

"Didn't you pick it before?" Li Tao retorted, "It's been spread all over the circle about how much Xia Yun's salary is, and it's not like you don't know the script tailored for him!"

"You two! Fuck! Let's go, both of you!" Lin Ma'an tugged at his tie, "You must go to Director Li's new script this time! Li Yaohong's films are not for ordinary people to act in, Xia Yun, let me tell you , I have already agreed!"

"Then you go to the show!" Xia Yun raised her hand and glanced at the worn-out miscellaneous brand watch on her wrist, "It's getting late, I'm going back first!"

"Did he reject me just now?" Lin Ma'an stared at Li Tao who was about to take out the cigarette, "Did you fucking still smoke!"

Behind him was Lin Ma'an and Wan Chen's constant roar, Xia Yun took out his mobile phone and listened to the song and walked towards the company parking lot. Afterwards, the most comfortable time for Xia Yun was to go home. Thinking about it now, only Mo Ran can bring him the warmest feeling.

When the indifferent face was thinking of Mo Ran, the tightly pursed lips relaxed, and a smile slowly appeared. Xia Yun unlocked the car, and when she was about to go up, there was a sudden sound of taking pictures from behind.

Xia Yun turned his head sensitively, only to see the paparazzi reporter wearing a coffee-colored vest and driving a cannon that kept taking pictures of him.

The sound was particularly loud in the empty parking lot. Apparently the paparazzi reporter was too excited and forgot to mute the sound. Seeing Xia Yun turning around, he hurriedly hid the camera behind his back and prepared to run.

Xia Yun's slender legs collapsed in two or three steps, staring at the paparazzi with gloomy eyes and stretching out his hand, "Delete!"

"I...I'll delete it!" The paparazzi reporter rolled his eyes, and sweat kept pouring out from his forehead. Xia Yun's aura was too strong, and his whole body felt a little chilly.

"What else did you shoot?"

"No...no, no, no, no!" The paparazzi reporter hurriedly shook his head, raised his head to look at Xia Yun who was overlooking him, and suddenly ran away before Xia Yun regained consciousness.

Xia Yun only had time to grab the paparazzi reporter's coffee-colored vest, who knew that the reporter was as clever as a monkey, took off his vest and fled to the side of the car and hurried away.

It happened quite suddenly, and no serious photos were taken. Xia Yun was not in the mood to worry, and threw the vest on the ground aside to leave, but there seemed to be something inside the vest, and there was a dull sound when it fell to the ground There was a crashing sound, and Xia Yun, who made a mistake, turned his head, and a small box of handbooks rolled out.

Xia Yun attached himself to pick it up, and Xia Yun's slender fingers pinched the handed-in scroll, looking extremely small, but Xia Yun's whole body was shocked.

There is a sticky note on the outer shell of the handing in paper, with the time written on it.

It was the day when Mo Ran had a car accident.

Xia Yun's back felt cold, whether it was what he thought or not, he urgently needed to find a place to develop the photos, the gas pedal under his feet did not slow down, Xia Yun stared shrewdly around the road.

The ordinary coffee-colored vest lay on the co-pilot, Xia Yun's knuckles holding the steering wheel turned blue, the car finally stopped at a small photo studio, Xia Yun jumped out of the car like a wind, even the car was not locked, He walked over quickly and pushed open the door. The shop was very small, only an old man was watching TV with reading glasses, and he was startled when he saw Xia Yun's fast-moving appearance.

"Do you want to take a picture?" the old man asked as he adjusted his glasses that had slid onto the bridge of his nose.

"Develop photos!" Xia Yun put the paper on the table.

"Hand in the paper?" The old man picked it up and looked at it, "Now it's all digital cameras...Young man, you are very nostalgic!"

"Will it take a long time?" Xia Yun didn't have time to explain.

Perhaps seeing that Xia Yun was not in the mood to make a joke, the old man curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, I use my 30 years of experience in taking photos to guarantee that it will be soon!"

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the old man was about to walk into the small room with the paper in hand, Xia Yun quickly stopped, "Can I go with you?"

The old man looked Xia Yun up and down, seeing the handsome young man in front of him who looked like a star, the old man didn't think much, "Come in!"

The heart that had been beating fast was about to explode, Xia Yun held her breath and followed into the small room.

The author has something to say: I coded it yesterday... I'm waiting for a chapter or two...I feel that the writing is a bit slow, and many things have not been explained...