As she wiped, she asked in a reproachful tone, "why did you suddenly go back?"

LAN Jingyan lies on his stomach and says nothing. Tong fenyue then asks, "because of Xiaoran?"

A determined tone.

"I married her." LAN Jingyan turns his head and looks at Tong fenyue.

On Jun's face, without Ruth's expression, there was no joy or anger.

Tong fenyue was surprised, "what?"

Surprised, she forgot to wipe the medicine and asked, "have you got the certificate?"

LAN Jingyan nodded and fell down again. His thick eyelashes covered his dark eyes.

It's still hard to see what he's thinking.

Tong fenyue's mouth is still open, and she can plug a duck's egg. "She and Rong Yue..."

LAN Jingyan knew what she wanted to ask, "don't worry, I didn't commit bigamy."

"Ah"

Tong fenyue sighed deeply, no longer asked, "what you like, what you want to do, mom will support you."

Then she continued to give LAN Jingyan medicine, "but those old-fashioned customs, I'm afraid it's not easy."

She glanced at LAN Jingyan. He closed his eyes and looked very tired. Her face showed love. "You'd better have a baby with Xiaoran as soon as possible. Maybe they will take care of it for the sake of children, and gradually weaken their dislike for Xiaoran."

LAN Jingyan bent his lips, "it's not your own idea?"

He didn't open his eyes, Tong fenyue didn't stare at him, "smelly boy."

……

"Don't touch the water these days. It may itch and can't scratch."

Fu Zhiran to remove the wound line, the doctor carefully told.

Because of this kind of wound, obviously caused by suicide, Fu Zhiran a little embarrassed, low head quietly respond to the doctor, "I know, thank you."

Seeing off the doctor, Fu Zhiran looks down at his wrist, a scar, like a centipede lying on his wrist.

With her fingers, she gently stroked, but also some stabbing pain.

Fu Zhiran, when you cut this knife, you don't deserve the love of LAN Jingyan.

So do not hold any expectations, do not have any more thoughts, that step out, how can it be taken back.

"Miss Fu, dinner is ready."

Zhou's sister-in-law stood at the door, knocked on the door and said to Fu Zhiran.

Fu Zhiran put away her thoughts and said, "Oh," she pulled down her sleeve a little to cover the scar on her wrist.

But her melancholy and sadness just now was seen by sister-in-law Zhou. Her old eyes showed heartache. "Today, master LAN sent someone to send Xueyan again. I made porridge for you. After you finished your work in the evening, he told me to watch you and not stay up for too long."

Fu Zhiran bent his lips and laughed bitterly.

Sometimes old people are as simple as children. Who knows LAN Jingyan better than her.

If she didn't force him to die, he would never see her again in his life. How could he forget the humiliation that night so quickly.

If she doesn't take the initiative to please, at least he won't come these months.

But no matter what she does now, her purpose is not simple. The more active she is, the farther they will go in the future.

Fu Zhiran lowered her head, followed her and went downstairs. They were just about to go to the restaurant when a figure came in at the gate.

Fu Zhiran excited to see the past, see the person, her eyes flashed a loss.

Then, a little nervous, "Auntie."

Looking at the approaching Tong fenyue, Fu Zhiran is a little at a loss.