fake love

Chapter 343
"Fu Ran, he can't treat you well!"

"I know," Fu Ranyang cut off his words in a high-pitched voice, "I know better than anyone else. I really want to find someone who is good to me wholeheartedly. Can I find it? Ming Chengyou, love is not what I want when I want someone else." Give it to me, how long can you worry about me? In the end, you still refuse to let yourself go, right?"

Ming Chengyou's back was wet from the tilted rainwater. Fu Ran opened his eyes, and the eyes were so cold that he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rainwater. But stay safe."

But please, her wish can come true.

This sentence made Ming Chengyou more painful, "Don't expect happiness?"

Fu Ran raised the corners of her lips with a wry smile, "Why bother to deceive yourself? Do you really believe that if I marry someone else, I can get happiness? So you appear again and again when you think he treats me badly, Ming Chengyou , what is unbearable in your eyes is nothing in my opinion, so don't make too many demands."

Ming Chengyou took a step back. He was on the edge of a cliff. If he took a step back and took a step forward, the result would not change.

He finally figured out why he persisted so stubbornly.

Life has reached a hurdle that cannot be passed, so he naturally regards the happiness that Fu Ran can have as the last thing he can do for her. Ming Chengyou expects too much from Li Linchen.

The cell phone in Fu Ran's satchel was ringing, and Ming Chengyou looked sideways at the square.

He is still tall, but he is not as strong as before. Obviously, Ming Chengyou has lost a lot of weight these days. Fu Ran stared at his sharpened chin in a daze. The two stood very close, and they could feel each other's affection. The sound of breathing melted into the opponent's heart.

Ming Chengyou took a step forward, his face suddenly felt cool, and raindrops dripped down his hair.

Fu Ran's feet were pinned down like a nail, and he couldn't move. If he could get rid of the obscurity that was difficult to shake off, his heart would be full of desolation.

Li Linchen leaned out upstairs, "Xiaoran!"

Fu Ran turned a deaf ear to it.

Gong Yuan wrapped his arms around the man's waist from behind him, "Lin Chen, have you really made up your mind?"

Li Linchen pushed Gong Yuan away from behind, "It's irreversible, let's go."

Gong Yuan took two steps back, walked around the edge of the table, and suddenly stepped on a chair and sat on the window sill. He had already leaned out, "Fu Ran, if you don't break the engagement today, I will jump from here?"

Fu Ran raised her head, only to see Gong Yuan clutching one side of the window with an agitated expression, straightened his right hand and said to Li Linchen, "Don't come over!"

Ming Chengyou looked along, he strode forward and took Fu Ran behind him.

Li Linchen's face turned livid, "Gong Yuan, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Lin Chen, I might as well die without you."

"Let her die." Ming Chengyou said casually, and the death word resounded across the floor. He tightly grasped Fu Ran's hand and dragged her towards the parking lot.

Fu Ran looked back. Li Linchen was talking to Gong Yuan, and it sounded like he was trying to persuade him. Judging by his posture, he couldn't die.

Fu Ran thought as she walked, it wasn't because she was hard-hearted, but in the face of what she had experienced, Gong Yuan could only call it a farce at best.

Li Linchen looked at the direction where the two disappeared, and couldn't care less about Fu Ran, "Are you really going to dance?"

Gong Yuan burst into tears, "Lin Chen, if I hadn't left, would we have our own children again?"

Li Linchen didn't speak. After standing for a long time, his legs felt tired. He leaned against the wall and remained silent.

"I'm sorry." Gong Yuan cried bitterly.

"There are some scars, just like my leg injury." Li Linchen patted his leg, "I'm limping, and I can't get better, Gong Yuan, even if we get together again, we can't be like before , I will always have suspicions about you, and I also believe that you can't share weal and woe with me, so is it necessary to hold hands like this?"

"But Fu Ran, do you love her?"

"If you don't love, there will be no pain." This is what he and Fu Ran pursued together.

Ming Chengyou started the engine, Fu Ran pressed the back of his hand, "Let me drive."

"Don't worry, I'm driving very slowly."

Sure enough, he slowed down the speed of the car, and the rain remained as thin as a fine mist, sprinkled on the windshield a little bit, and the swinging wipers dazzled people's eyes. Ming Chengyou took out a tissue and handed it to Fu Ran, "Wipe your body." .”

"You take me home."

"I'll take you to a place." Ming Chengyou drove by himself. Fu Ran wiped off the rain stains on his face with a tissue. When he looked up, he saw that Ming Chengyou's face and hair were wet. Tight, in the end it still didn't stretch out.

The car drove all the way to the capital of Evian.

Fu Ran looked out of the window. Although it was a bit hazy, she could still recognize this place at a glance.

Ming Chengyou drove the car in, and after it came to a complete stop, Fu Ran sat in the passenger seat and did not move.

Ming Chengyou got out of the car first, took an umbrella and opened the car door for her, protecting her head with one hand.

Fu Ran stood by his side. For several years, Evian Capital really hasn't changed at all.

There was a unique fragrance of soil in the air, and the flowers, plants and trees in the yard were still full of vitality. Ming Chengyou opened an umbrella above the two of them, and listening carefully, you could hear the splashing sound of rainwater.

Fu Ran enjoyed the moment of tranquility very much. Ming Chengyou found the key from the door, opened the door and led her in.

The two stood outside the tea room for too long, and their bodies were more or less wet. Ming Chengyou took out two pairs of home slippers from the shoe cabinet. Fu Ran leaned over to ask for the slippers with his palms on the flower stand. The man squatted down first.

He carefully stuffed her feet into the slippers, changed them himself before walking into the living room.

The furnishings inside were the same as before she left, even the piano remained the same.

Fu Ran stood in the living room, Ming Chengyou grabbed her arm, "Go up and take a shower and change clothes."

She shook her arm, "I won't go."

Ming Chengyou said with a smile, "Can my body still do what you're thinking about?"

He always likes to think other people's minds so dirty, Fu Ran touched the clothes sticking to his body, "What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)