"Wei Hua, how can your son be the same as you, hesitant to meet a girl he likes, and he still thinks that a toad can eat swan meat in one bite?" Chen Meiyun crossed her hands on her waist and looked at Fang Weihua and said.

No matter how good-looking the face is, in fact, it has been in love for decades, and it has become insignificant over the years.

In this world, there are too many things that will hinder you from moving forward, and the one who can really accompany you all the way through the thorny path is the right person.

Even if Chen Meiyun always counts Fang Weihua now, she knows in her heart that if Fang Weihua really didn't try back then and let herself be timid, everything would be different now.

Spending the rest of her life with another man, Chen Meiyun couldn't imagine it, and she didn't want to think about it, she felt that being with Fang Weihua was already a kind of happiness and satisfaction.

Therefore, when Fang Qingming told Chen Meiyun that the girl she liked was Song Xiangran, Chen Meiyun was so happy in her heart, but at the same time, she was afraid that Fang Qingming would miss such a good girl.

For Song Xiangran, Chen Meiyun loves it from the bottom of her heart, if Song Xiangran and Fang Qingming look at each other, it will be a really good thing.

But now Fang Qingming is hesitating to confess there, and what if he is afraid of failure?

All kinds of performances reminded Chen Meiyun of Fang Weihua, who suddenly rushed in front of her and said that she didn't want to see herself walking with other men, but she didn't make any statement, just said that he liked her, and it was over.

Do you think Chen Meiyun can not be angry? Even if she likes Fang Weihua, this kind of confession is too casual, right?

After all, Chen Meiyun is a person with a very sense of ceremony, so she pays attention to these.

"What does it mean that a toad eats swan meat, Chen Meiyun, I am also a man who has shared a bed with you for decades, you eat and live with a toad every day, you don't respond. Fang Weihua didn't have time to take care of Fang Qingming on the phone, threw the microphone there, and began to debate with Chen Meiyun.

Listening to the familiar noise on the other end of the phone, Fang Qingming sighed and hung up the phone silently.

Over the years, Fang Weihua and Chen Meiyun have rarely quarreled, but the two of them have a habit of chatting and chatting, and starting to debate when they disagree.

Anyway, Fang Qingming is used to listening to it, so he doesn't worry that the two of them will quarrel, so let's worry about his love cause first.

Fang Weihua's sentence "If you don't try, how do you know the result?" It has been lingering in Fang Qingming's mind.

Although Fang Qingming is generally clear about his parents' love story, because the two often reveal some details in the process of debate, on the contrary, usually if anyone asks about the love story of Fang Weihua and Chen Meiyun, the two of them are shy and no one is willing to talk about it.

Although Fang Weihua and Chen Meiyun get along too noisy, on the whole, they are still harmonious.

Hanging up the phone, Fang Qingming finally lay back on his comfortable big bed, obviously he was still physically and mentally exhausted not long ago, and it seemed that he could whew as soon as he fell to the ground.

But now, Fang Qingming was looking at the ceiling in a trance, his body was very tired, and his brain was very clear.

Moreover, as soon as Fang Qingming closed his eyes, Song Xiangran's figure would appear in Fang Qingming's mind, laughing or crying, moving or quiet, making Fang Qingming's heart itch and not peaceful.

After thinking about it, Fang Qingming tossed and turned for a long time, and found that he still couldn't sleep, so he simply ran to call Zhang Yu again.

Answering the phone, Zhang Yu's voice sounded like he had just woken up: "Hello, this is Zhang Yu." "

"Octopus, I'm going to confess to Xiang Ran. Fang Qingming took a deep breath before speaking.

As if he had expected Fang Qingming to say this, Zhang Yu's reaction was very flat: "Oh, that's good, what's wrong, why are you looking for me?"

When he was lying in bed just now, Fang Qingming carefully recalled the process of getting along with Song Xiangran and himself in the hospital in the past two days.

Among them, the most unpleasant thing for Fang Qingming was that after Zhang Yu left that day, Song Xiangran immediately took out a notebook and asked where Dr. Zhang went.

Moreover, when he was discharged from the hospital, Song Xiangran actually asked again, why didn't he see Dr. Zhang.

The three words of Doctor Zhang, which came out through Song Xiangran's voice, made Fang Qingming feel particularly uncomfortable.

After telling Zhang Yu about these things, Zhang Yu on the other end of the phone immediately burst into laughter.

"Octopus, since you know that I like Xiang Ran, you tell me now, if you have any wrong thoughts about her, it doesn't matter if you have, we can compete fairly. Fang Qingming didn't care about Zhang Yu's rampant laughter just now, he only cared about this matter.

Seeing that Fang Qingming was serious, Zhang Yu hurriedly cleared his throat and said, "Qingming, I swear to God, I don't have any thoughts about the girl you like." "

As if he didn't feel enough after saying this, Zhang Yu added: "For a girl of this age, I still don't want to be that old cow." "

This time, Fang Qingming didn't care that Zhang Yu said that he liked Song Xiangran is an old cow eating tender grass, and he was relieved when he heard that Zhang Yu had no interest in Song Xiangran.

"But, what if Xiang Ran likes you?" Fang Qingming frowned.

Emotional matters have to be consensual, even if Zhang Yu doesn't like Song Xiangran, in case Song Xiangran likes Zhang Yu, then isn't he so sideways and annoying?

Unexpectedly, it has come to this juncture, Fang Qingming is still afraid of failure, this is probably the most cowardly Comrade Fang Qingming in his life.

"Qingming, I ask you not to think about so much, you hurry up and confess, don't wait to say that my emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry. Zhang Yu said helplessly, "Pluck up the courage and tell her directly what you want." "

Considering that Fang Qingming would be nervous when facing Song Xiangran, Zhang Yu thought about it and added: "If you can't say it, you can hand over a love letter." "

"Love letters?" Fang Qingming searched for this word in his mind, "I haven't written it, but I have received a lot, can I learn from it?"

"Don't do it, those who handed you love letters won't die of sadness if they know about it. Zhang Yu hurriedly shook his head and said, "Love letters, as the name suggests, are to express your love for the object of your choice, if you want to say anything to Song Xiangran, you can write it, and then write it at the end, I like you, Song Xiangran, it's over." "

"I said this, don't say it. Fang Qingming interrupted.

"Okay, well, why haven't I seen you so careful before?"

"Because it's her. "

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