After the stand-in resigned

Ling Ran felt like a knife fell.

She was worried about this matter for a day, afraid that An Fan would remember, and even more afraid that An Fan would not remember, she was frightened and afraid that she didn't know where to mention it, but now that An Fan took the initiative to mention it, although it was grandiose and at a loss, it also saved her more panic disturbed.

Ling Ran sat down opposite An Fan, chose to face the question directly, and asked, "Is your waist still sore?"

An Fan didn't expect Ling Ran to ask such a question, he was choked up by his words, and couldn't get back to his senses.

"It's up to you to beat or scold..." Ling Ran opened up the conversation, opening up her heart: "As I said yesterday, I'm at your disposal."

An Fan didn't want to deal with it, and she couldn't think of a way to deal with it. Agreeing to deal with it was just another worry, she didn't want to think about it.She just wants to know how this matter will end?

From the series of things that happened last night to now, she seemed to see her figure who was about to be involved in the wave called Ling Ran again. She was panicked and contradictory, wanting to get closer but also wanting to stay away.

After a long time, Anvasi chose to tell the truth: "I'm afraid of liking you."

After a few seconds of silence, Ling Ran apologized: "I'm sorry."

"Although I know it's useless to apologize now, I still want to do this..."

Ling Ran's attitude is sincere: "Give me one more chance, and I promise that the past will not repeat itself."

"I want to separate." An Fan didn't seem to be listening to Ling Ran's words at all: "I'm very scared. In fact, I have been in love before, but I told myself that it was you who had amnesia. It's different...but it's not the same now , you are that you. I admit that you are very good now, you are very good to me, everything is very good, so I am even more afraid of falling in love with you. "

"Like me getting better, don't you?"

"I don't know how to describe this feeling..." An Fan paused for a while, and said honestly: "I thought I would never like you again."

Ling Ran was silent for a long time.

Even in the past when she broke up with An Fan, she never thought about the issue that An Fan would not like her anymore.

Ling Ran thought that as long as she became good enough, An Fan would always look back at her, and the two would always be together.

The blow was unprecedented, and Ling Ran's face became ugly.

It's not ugly like being angry and angry, it's just like being swept away by loneliness, and there is no hope in the whole body.An Fan couldn't bear to look at Ling Ran who was so frustrated.

Ling Ran was dying and struggling: "Are you saying that because you want to separate? I can promise to separate, and I can stop bothering you anymore. I won't do anything anymore. Please, don't say that..."

An Fan felt distressed for a moment.

She wanted to express her entanglement, but she didn't even see her own heart clearly.She is no longer an 18-year-old who is not afraid of anything. She has been bruised all over her body after trying it once. Will she try it again?

"It's not for separation..." An Fan resolutely said, "I told you when we were together, this relationship is under my control, and I can end it as I want."

Ling Ran kept her low pressure for a long time: "I've been pestering you all this time, are you bothered?"

If it's the trouble of being afraid of falling in love again, then yes.

An Fan chose to remain silent, and Ling Ran picked out what she thought was the correct answer from the silence, and her heart hurt beyond measure.

"I won't pester you self-righteously anymore..." A tear fell from the corner of Ling Ran's eye, and a flower bloomed on her apricot-colored trouser leg unexpectedly.

She raised her hand to wipe it, and one drop turned into a string, and the water mark slid across the small mole at the corner of her eye, which became more and more clear. She said, "If you want to separate, then separate. What else do you want? Tell me, I can do it." Yes, I'll do it."

An Fan turned his head to confirm that Ling Ran was really crying, and was too shocked to speak.

She used to think that Ling Ran's tear mole was white, and she thought that Ling Ran wouldn't shed a single tear when the sky fell, but now Ling Ran like this is made to cry by her...

Ling Ran raised her head, her misty peach blossom eyes were as charming as the empty mountains and fresh rain, then she stubbornly wiped her face and asked, "What else do you want, tell me."

Anfan replied dryly: "It's nothing."

"Then let me say." Ling Ran took out two pieces of paper, wiped them randomly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I gave you this house and that car early on. There is no need to use them because I have trouble with money. Just use it, even if you sell the diaphragm and exchange it for money, it’s okay, you can buy a house or a car. Don’t stay in the hotel you are now, there was a scandal of secretly shooting the camera before, it’s dirty.”

An Fan nodded slowly, and handed her a piece of paper: "Are you okay?"

Ling Ran took it, and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Have pity on me?"

"No."

"Then consider it a charity for me." Ling Ran kept crying, and continued to say: "Ding Xian is your parents who are in contact, I don't know the details, they should plan to find a suitable time to talk to you.

You don't have to forgive them just because they're parents, or because they did it, you can do whatever you want, and it's okay not to forgive. "

An Fan nodded again, wondering why Lingran was crying so much.

Ling Ran said: "I contacted a studio for Huahua, and I planned to tell you later, but now it seems that there may be no later..."

Ling Ran pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying again: "If you need it, you can find me...ask my assistant Qi...I will give you the contact information later."

An Fan passed another piece of paper: "Why are you crying so much?"

Ling Ran cried and laughed: "I don't know, maybe I haven't cried for a long time."

An Fan asked again, "Why are you crying?"

At this moment, Ling Ran hated An Fan's pure and innocent face, as if her sorrow had nothing to do with her, she emphasized: "You are going to leave me, can't I cry!"

"You cry too much." An Fan said.

Ling Ran thought that An Fan thought she was annoyed by crying, so she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but she didn't want to because she wiped more and more tears. She wanted to explain that she didn't want to cry, but she heard An Fan calmly say, "I feel a little distressed."

Ling Ran was stunned, and the accumulated tears filled and fell in her eyes, crystal clear like a string of beads.

Ling Ran cried beautifully, maybe her face was not beautiful at all times, but she was especially beautiful when she cried.

A tear slid down her fair cheek. The tear didn't fall on the ground, on her trouser leg, but on Anfan's heart. She heard a "ding dong" and saw her calm pool of water being gradually sloshed. Open ripples.

Ling Ran asked for the second time: "Are you pitying me?"

"Do you need my pity?"

"I need it." Ling Ran finished responding, but was uneasy: "Can I need it?"

An Fan said vaguely, "You need it."

Ling Ran had just experienced great panic and urgently needed a definite answer to comfort her. An Fan's ambiguous answer obviously couldn't satisfy her, so she asked again: "Will you still like me?"

"Maybe."

"Still separated?"

"decide as things go."

Ling Ran cried until her eyelids and nose turned red. She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, and wanted An Fan to give her an end. She begged sadly, "Can you give me an accurate answer?"

"Fool." An Fan said angrily, and leaned forward to kiss Ling Ran's nose.

Ling Ran slowly closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again, her face was still full of disbelief, and she asked again: "What does this mean?"

"Never mind."

An Fan didn't bother to pester her anymore, and stood up, but Ling Ran grabbed her wrist as soon as she stood up, Ling Ran gently pulled her, and she fell onto her lap as if she was powerless, and was held tightly by Ling Ran again inside.

Back and forth, Ling Ran also touched the tip of her nose: "Is that what you mean?" An Fan turned his face away, not wanting to say anything.

Ling Ran tried to raise his leg and bumped it twice, An Fan trembled, but he still didn't turn his face away.

Ling Ran put a kiss on her earlobe, as if confirming its existence: "It seems to be."