fake love

Chapter 387 The Last Farewell (1)
After dinner, the two went upstairs, took a shower, and lay on the big bed in soft and warm pajamas. Fu Ran sat between Ming Chengyou's legs, holding a dictionary in his hand.

"Zhe, Mingzhe, it's quite interesting."

Fu Ran raised her head to ask Ming Chengyou's opinion, the man's eyes opened, with a helpless smile, "I'm still wise and safe, do you want your son to be a monk for the rest of his life?"

"Bah," Fu Ran couldn't help knocking Ming Chengyou's arm off with a dictionary, "Don't misinterpret the meaning of the idiom."

"I need something nice to hear."

"Minghui? Understand? Mingjie? I saw it on Baidu."

Ming Chengyou sneered, "Famous Festival? Fu Ran, in the future, my son will have to let this name die when he goes to school. When the time comes, tell him that you picked it up, so don't get involved with me."

Fu Ran closed the dictionary, "The baby is about to be born and I didn't even think of a name. It's your fault."

"I always want to pick the best one for him, besides, isn't it nine months and it's still a little short, think about it slowly."

Fu Ran pulled up the quilt to cover her stomach, "I always feel that the child may be born early. These days, it's been a lot of trouble, and I'm very tired."

"Really?" Ming Chengyou took the dictionary from her hand and put it on the bedside table, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me right away."

She pressed her back against Ming Chengyou's chest, and the slightly beating heart frequency was transmitted to Fu Ran through each other's thin bodies, she turned her face away, and her voice escaped from Ming Chengyou's neck, "You too, don't hide it from me if you feel uncomfortable. "

Fu Ran felt Ming Chengyou nodded.

After breakfast in the morning, the two went to the hospital.

Fu Songting was not in the ward, and two nurses were hired to guard Fan Xian's ward.

Fu Ran sat on the edge of the bed, struggling to turn Fan Xian over, but it was inconvenient for her to have a big belly, so the nurse stepped forward to turn her over for her. After half a year, Fan Xian lay on the bed too thin and shapeless. Fu Ran let her go A basin of hot water came from the bathroom, Ming Chengyou opened the curtains, and wanted to avoid the sudden sunlight that pierced uncomfortably.

Fu Ran took out the mahogany comb from the bag. Fan Xian's hair had been cut short, but the hair was of excellent quality, black and shiny like silk. Ming Chengyou walked back to the bed and saw Fu Ran brushing Fan Xian's hair, " Mom, you never gave me nice braids when I was a child. All the girls in the alleys had braids and colorful head flowers. I was the only one who gave me a boy’s head every day. When you wake up, don’t forget to give me I also put up a nice bun, and now I have to wear a small braid, so I’m going to be laughed to death when I go out, right?”

Ming Chengyou stood on the side, Fu Ran combed Fan Xian's hair, and wiped her face with a hot towel. His throat rolled gently, his expression was as stiff as a stone sculpture, and he saw the people closest to him die one by one. This move was like saying goodbye before leaving.

Fu Ran wiped Fan Xian's fingers. Wrinkles could be seen on the back of her well-maintained hands. Her expression was almost pious, and she massaged her arms with her fingertips.Fu Ran was talking to Fan Xian, thinking that a miracle would happen suddenly, she asked Fan Xian to lie flat on the bed again, and brushed the hair from her forehead.

Fu Songting walked into the ward, Ming Chengyou heard footsteps, turned around, "Dad."

Fu Songting raised his eyes, looked past him to his wife on the hospital bed, "You are here."

Fu Ran also got up, "Dad."

"Today I will accompany your mother in the hospital, you should go back earlier."

Fu Ran walked up to him and saw that Fu Songting's eyes were bloodshot, "I'm here with Chengyou, you go to bed."

But Fu Songting went straight to the hospital bed, pulled a chair and sat beside Fan Xian, "Let me stay here," he put the things in his hand on the bedside table, "Maybe we will see each other less now, and we won't see each other in the future." gone."

Lunch was eaten in a restaurant outside the hospital. Fu Ran was holding a glass of water and looked out the window in ecstasy. Ming Chengyou picked up food for her and found that the food in her bowl was barely touched.

After dinner, the two walked out of the room. Ming Chengyou went to pick up the car and asked Fu Ran to wait for him at the door. She took two steps forward and held his finger, and wrapped her other arm tightly around him.

If you don't want to be separated, you can't wait to use 1 minute into a day.

It would be nice if time could be stored in a bank.

Back in Yiyun Capital, Ming Chengyou took a bath and wanted to rest. He had completely put aside the company affairs. Fu Ran covered him with a quilt. The afternoon sun was warm and cold. He covered it several times in a row before seeing him sleep soundly.

This sleep was relatively long, and Ming Chengyou didn't wake up until late in the evening.

He lifted the quilt and came to the balcony. There was a laptop on the coffee table. Fu Ran frowned. He sat beside her and smoothed the knot between her brows with his fingers. "Why don't you go to sleep?"

"I'm not sleepy." Fu Ran leaned his head on Ming Chengyou's shoulder, he knew she couldn't sleep.

He let her sit on his lap, and despite being heavily pregnant, Myung Seong Woo was used to this feeling.

When he went downstairs for dinner, he hardly moved a mouthful. Fu Ran brought him some food, "Eat some."

Ming Chengyou shook his head, "I can't eat anything today."

Fu Ran's heart skipped a beat, and the tip of her nose suddenly felt sour. After Ming Chengyou went upstairs, Fu Ran specially asked Butler Xiao to cook porridge and send it upstairs, but when she walked into the room, she saw the man lying on the bed without moving a bite.

She sat on the edge of the bed, "Chengyou, is there something uncomfortable, may I let the doctor come over?"

Ming Chengyou shook his head, opened his eyes, and felt that the crystal lamp above his head was shaking all the time. He frowned slightly, "Fu Ran, please turn off the light."

"Okay." Fu Ran turned on a wall lamp with soft light, and the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense. She held Ming Chengyou's hand tightly, "Chengyou, don't scare me."

His consciousness was a little fuzzy, so he asked Fu Ran to lie beside him, Ming Chengyou pressed her body close to her, Fu Ran held his hands tightly, "You can't do this, you all have to leave me, what should I do?"

"Fu Ran, there is a private space in my computer. If I'm not around one day, you have to remember to read it." Ming Chengyou whispered the password in her ear, and Fu Ran's tears couldn't help but flow down her neck. The smog became blurred, and the closer his life was to the brink, the stronger the feeling became. Ming Chengyou knew that he might not even be able to survive tonight.

(End of this chapter)