fake love

Chapter 211 Deliberately Same Birthday Gift (4)
Fu Ran was thinking about how to celebrate Ming Chengyou's birthday tomorrow, when suddenly her phone rang and she saw Ming Zheng on the caller ID.

She didn't even want to pick it up, "Hello, brother."

"Yes, is it Xiaoran?" A female voice came from the opposite side.

Fu Ran's heart skipped a beat, "Are you... are you an aunt?"

"Yes, Xiaoran, can I trouble you with something? Although I know it will be difficult for you, I really can't help it. Mingzheng won't let me go out of the hospital, and he always delays when I ask him. Said that you will tell me where Yunfeng is buried when I recover." There was a sobbing voice from the other end of the phone, "Xiaoran, I want to see Yunfeng, I will be discharged from the hospital right now, tell me where he is buried , I'll go find him."

"Auntie," Fu Ran got up anxiously, and picked up the satchel in one hand, "Don't worry, I'll come to the hospital right now, you wait for me."

"Xiaoran, Mingzheng went out for a meeting, I don't want him to know."

"Okay." Fu Ran agreed and hung up the phone.

She opened the door and walked out, but her footsteps became heavier and heavier.

Fu Ran drove to the Second Hospital and inquired about Zhao Lan's ward number at the front desk. She carried the fruit basket and flowers bought at the door to the elevator.

Mingzheng is very filial to Zhao Lan, so he naturally chose the intensive care ward. Fu Ran came to the door, and the door of the ward was open. The afternoon sun was laziness. Zhao Lan changed his clothes and stood by the window. Yellow, she seemed to be staring at something in a daze, completely divorced from real life.

Compared to the last time I saw her, she was even thinner.

It was still the down jacket she wore last time, with loose shoulders. Although she couldn't see the waist, Fu Ran knew that she was already abnormally thin.

Fu Ran couldn't bear to disturb the peace at this moment, she walked in lightly, the movement of the bouquet's wrapping paper brushing against the door still made Zhao Lan turn around.

"Little dye."

She and Zhao Lan had never been alone, and they didn't talk much. Fu Ran put the things she brought on the bedside table, "Auntie."

Because of someone's relationship, Fu Ran felt very kind to her, without the slightest embarrassment or unnaturalness, "Auntie, you are not in good health and should be recuperated in the hospital."

"Xiaoran, I've been much better these two days, and the doctor said I can be discharged from the hospital," Zhao Lan was afraid that she would change her mind, "If I can't see Yunfeng, I won't be in the mood to live here any longer."

"Auntie, but what is your physical condition?"

"I'm really fine," Zhao Lan smiled weakly, and she walked up to Fu Ran, "Ming Zheng said he had something to do, but I secretly took his mobile phone, and he will come back later."

Fu Ran looked at Zhao Lan's face, and knew that she couldn't stop her at this point, "Okay, I'll tell you the address, but I only know the approximate location. Cheng You didn't say anything about it, so I'll call now." Call and ask brother to come back and let him take you there."

"No, Xiaoran," Zhao Lan hurriedly held down Fu Ran's movements, "Don't let Mingzheng know that I am like this...he will definitely not agree to let me go out of the hospital, and he has always had a grudge against Yunfeng, and it is even more impossible to bring me out of the hospital. I'll go there, Xiaoran, or you can tell me the address directly, and I'll find it myself."

Fu Ran's wrist hurt, and Zhao Lan inserted her five fingers into it forcefully, "Auntie, you can't..."

"I can do it," Zhao Lan held Fu Ran tightly with her skinny hands, she thought for a while, then softened her heart and said, "Well, I'll take you there by car, so I can take care of you on the way."

"Really, thank you Xiaoran."

Before walking out of the hospital, Fu Ran supported Zhao Lan, "Auntie, let's put my brother's mobile phone at the service desk. If he finds it later, it will be bad if he delays the business."

Zhao Lan did not doubt that there was him, "That's right."

Fu Ran took the mobile phone and walked to the service desk, "This is left behind by a family member in Ward 501, and he should come to pick it up later."

The nurse looked hesitantly, "Aren't you his family members or friends?"

Fu Ran shook her head and said, "No."

Taking Zhao Lan out of the hospital, Fu Ran went to pick up the car, she sat in the driver's seat and sent a text message to Ming Zheng, put the phone back in her bag, and then started the engine.

Fu Ran was not driving fast along the way, and Zhao Lan sat quietly beside her, as if she could hear her faint breathing only after holding her breath.

Fu Ran's hands on the steering wheel were clenched tightly. Zhao Lan looked out of the window in a daze, his face was as transparent as paper. Fu Ran turned on the stereo, "Auntie, how did you and uncle meet?"

Speaking of Ming Yunfeng, Zhao Lan's expressionless eyes suddenly lit up, she turned her face away and said, "Xiaoran, thank you."

Fu Ran was startled, not knowing what Zhao Lan meant.

"I've heard a lot of bad words, and most of them asked me, why should I follow Yunfeng, why should I be the third party that everyone scolds me?" Zhao Lan's eyes were full of sadness, and he stared at Fu Ran, "There is no one like me. Like you, ask me how I met him."

"Auntie, the most important thing is to live freely. If you can see other people's gossip, you don't have to be afraid."

Zhao Lan leaned her head on the back of the chair and did not respond to Fu Ran's words. Her eyes narrowed dimly through the windshield, as if caught in a kind of dusty memory, "Yunfeng and I, the unborn I made a baby kiss at that time. In fact, the story is old-fashioned. Not long after I was born, my father passed away due to illness, and the family was backward. The Ming family chose the Li family in Ying'an City. No matter when, the Li family is well-known Famous family. Yunfeng and I really love each other, but in the end we couldn't bear the reality of family marriage, I followed him resolutely, my mother kicked me out of the house after she found out, but I don't regret it, seeing today, I still don't regret it."

Fu Ran took the tissue and handed it to Zhao Lan, feeling convulsive pain in her heart.

"Ming Zheng ordered my name to be engraved on the tombstone of the couple. I know it's not good to do so, but I also have selfish intentions. I couldn't marry him justifiably when I was alive. After death, is it so difficult for me to get a name? ?”

Fu Ran felt wetness in her eye sockets, so she wiped it off casually. "Auntie, brother didn't have a good life before, did he?"

Zhao Lan's voice choked up, "With such an identity, how could it be possible to live well?"

It was as if a boulder was pressing on his chest, making people breathless. Fu Ran hesitated again and again, "Auntie, don't blame Chengyou, he is born with that temperament, and there is no malice in it."

(End of this chapter)