Text: Iman Chapter, Grass Separation (3)

As soon as Ye Bing came in, he lay on the side of Yao Xuan's bed and cried, with a round face and pear blossoms with rain. It looks a bit miserable.

Iman couldn't see anyone crying, and she always felt that the sad emotion was about to swallow her whole body. She's shed enough tears in her life. So, she quietly moved her face to Cheng Xian, trying not to look at the sad scene.

Ye Bing cried for a long time before he gradually regained his composure. But when she regained her composure, it was much more terrible than when she cried.

Her eyes were red, full of spurting anger, "Yao Xuan, what's wrong with him!" ”

Xu Ran's eyes were full of indifference, and he snorted, "It's not that you miss my sister in your heart, didn't you say that you only ∴ ∴ wrong" ∴ small" ∴ said,↖if my sister dies, Yao Xuan is yours, now it seems that you can't fight for a dead person." ”

Hearing such provocative words, Ye Bing successfully became angry.

"You ......"

Xu Ran completely ignored her anger, like a nobody, holding a freshly lit cigarette in his hand, put it to his mouth leisurely, took a puff, glanced at Ye Bing again, and said, "Isn't it your perfect opportunity now, no one will compete with you anymore." If you like Yao Xuan, it depends on whether you are qualified or not. If you can wake him up from his sleep, you still have a glimmer of hope. ”

Ye Bing showed a hint of embarrassment from anger, "He only has Yu Xuan in his heart, how can I wake him up?" ”

Xu Ran looked like he didn't care about himself, "I just care about his life and death for the sake of my sister's face, in fact, he is dead or alive, and what does it have to do with me?" ”

With that, she turned and walked out of the room. The scent of gardenia mixed with a faint smoke is a little choking. Cheng Xian also pulled Iman and walked out.

All the stories are left to the leaders of these feelings to decide. And they are nothing more than warm-hearted outsiders.

Xu Ran still has that cold and arrogant appearance, and she can't see that she is the innocent and lovely angel in front of the camera. Fortunately, Iman didn't know Xu Ran's story, nor did he know what kind of star Xu Ran was. This time she was willing to help, which was already unexpected.

Xu Ran extinguished his cigarette and said softly: "Sister Manman, don't worry, the matter has already become seven or eight points." I still have something to do, so I'll go first. ”

Before Iman could even say anything, she left the world of these people. Maybe she and Xu Ran themselves have nothing to do with each other, and they will have anything superfluous to say.

Before leaving, Xu Ran said: "Director Yue said, if Sister Manman is fine, you can go home often." She misses you so much. Loved ones are loved ones after all. ”

Iman was a little dazed, yes, relatives are relatives after all, no matter where she goes, there will always be a trace of longing in her heart.

However, she still refuses to let go of the knot in her heart for so many years. Especially since Iman knew that Jingyan was her own sister, she was even more reluctant to go back and face all this.

Life, life, what happened will never be repeated. And those troubles will not be dispersed so easily.

It's really boring to think about it.

Cheng Xian could easily see Iman's concerns, he didn't persuade Iman to face it bravely, but went with the flow and pinched Iman's shoulder, "Little fool, don't be so sullen, let's eat." ”

When I looked at the time, it was noon.

Walking on the road, Iman took Chengxian's arm, recalled his experience over the years, and asked, "Tell me, after so many years, why can't people let go of their obsessions?" ”

Faced with such a profound question, Mr. Cheng replied in depth: "That's because the love is too deep." ”

Iman was puzzled, "Then is it the same that my dad thinks I'm not angry?" Then why did he never dislike Sister Jingyan, you see that Sister Jingyan is not as cute as me. ”

Cheng Xian held back the churning in his heart, "Well, there is another way to say that you are cute, called 'brain dead'." Of course our dad won't dislike Jingyan for not being as brain-dead as you. ”

Iman was obviously stimulated by Cheng Xian, she originally wanted to shake Cheng Xian's arm and give Cheng Xian some color. But in that case, she would be too ungraceful, far less ferocious than the sarcasm.

She thought about it carefully and replied seriously: "Cheng Xian, I have one more question for you. You are my husband, Jingyan is my sister, what should you call my sister? ”

Mr. Cheng is thirty-four years old this year, and it is really ironic to ask him to call a girl who is five or six years younger than him sister.

With a look of disdain, he simply asked Iman about the same topic.

"Manman, I have a question for you too. You are my daughter-in-law, Chenghong is my brother, and Jingyan is Chenghong's daughter-in-law, so what should Jingyan call me? ”

Oh yes, this relationship is really messy, Iman better shut up.

I want to play with Mr. Cheng, but Iman is still too shallow. It was like that five years ago, and it's still like this five years later. Male god, please don't bully people like this, okay?

When he arrived at the restaurant, Iman dug through all his pockets and found that it was only ten dollars. Ten yuan, you can't even buy two bowls of noodles. Now prices have risen wildly, a bowl of noodles has risen to seven yuan, and a bowl of rice has risen to eight yuan. Both of them are about to fall to the point where they can't even afford to eat noodles and rice.

Iman's face rose, and he didn't dare to look at Cheng Xian's eyes.

Ren Chengxian is a person with big ambitions, she just wants to live an ordinary life, and she has reached such a down-and-out point. Although Cheng Xian had done some very beastly things before, she was bruised all over her body. But in the past two years, Cheng Xian has regarded her as a treasure. I'm really afraid of falling off in my hand, and I'm afraid of melting in my mouth.

The life of the two of them was actually very poor, but Cheng Xian never wronged her. In the past two years, he has not even added a new dress, and his hair has been cut by himself, and the money saved has been used by Iman to mend his body. He was a little darker than before, and looked a little pitiful. But he never said a word of bitterness, complained about a word that did not go well.

Iman has a fiery temper and is tolerant of everything. Sometimes it's obviously Iman's fault, but he still whispers and persuades him.

Five years ago, how could Cheng Xian have such patience, he was irritable and sensitive, but for the sake of Iman, he changed his nature by life.

Iman may not have known Cheng Xian's intentions, and her choice to believe in Cheng Xian again in such a hurry was actually just a momentary impulse. However, after the impulse, she needs to take responsibility for her choices. She was still so indifferent, and Cheng Xian used enthusiasm to influence her.

Looking at Cheng Xian's true feelings, Iman gradually felt a kind of truth.

But now, they can't even afford to eat a meal, how can Cheng Xian have suffered like this, he is a high-ranking and omnipotent Cheng Xian.

Iman looked at the ten dollars with an indescribable sadness in his heart.

Of course, Cheng Xian also saw Iman's embarrassment, he held the hand that Iman took the money and held it tightly, not wanting to let go for a moment.

In the end, all they wanted was a bowl of noodles.

Although it was the simplest bowl of noodles, the two of them clearly felt a feeling of being in harmony with each other.

After drinking a mouthful of soup, the two patted their stomachs and left satisfied. But the boss was confused. Did these two people flee? But looking at the appearance of talents, how did they fall into the way they are now? Hey, the boss is also old, is this called Xiu'en's hobby, Xiu's affection!

Walking out of the restaurant, Iman felt a little tired. Actually, it's not that she's tired, it's just that she doesn't want to walk anymore, so she hugged Cheng Xian's neck very squeamishly, "Mr. Cheng, I want you to carry me away." ”

Cheng Xian lowered his head slightly, which made it more convenient for Iman to hug his neck, and he looked puzzled, "Wouldn't it be better for me to carry you away?" ”

"I hate it, people just want to feel your wide and thick backbone, I have smelled enough of the stinky sweat in your arms."

"Isn't there any stinking sweat on your back? You'd better go on your own. ”

……

Although Cheng Xian said so, his body had already bowed. Iman was also unpretentious, and immediately lay down.

Lying on Cheng Xian's back, she felt very steady. Cheng Xian walked so steadily that she could almost fall into a deep sleep. These days, she is busy with Yao Xuan's affairs, and she has hardly rested well. There are heavy dark circles next to the eyes, and there are even puffy eye bags, which obviously don't look as good as before. However, Iman is optimistic, and jokes that this will prove that Mr. Cheng loves Iman only, not her appearance.

I am afraid that only she herself will believe such a statement. Anyway, Mr. Cheng loves all of her, including her people.

There is a stall on the side of the road, and Iman wants to buy some fruit for Yao Xuan, but she only has three yuan left on her, what can she buy.

It turned out that she could buy fruit for three yuan, and she bought a small bag of oranges......

When he went back, Yao Xuan had already woken up, and Ye Bing was submissive on the side, without the arrogance and anger just now. In front of Yao Xuan, she seems to be a humble person begging for attention, so she has no temper, no complaints, only obedience with her head bowed.

However, Yao Xuan was very angry, and his eyes spewed with burning anger, but anger is anger, but it is much better than lying half-dead on the bed, isn't it.

Iman is also relieved, you said that the distant Grandpa Yao handed over such a precious grandson to her, how could she take care of people like this.

So now she can also give Old Man Yao an explanation.

Although the two people in front of them are a little incompatible, what does it have to do with her Iman. She pulled a bag of oranges and asked, "Do you eat fruit?" ”

No one cares about her in the current situation, okay? Iman was not angry, just like a child, he found a random place to pick oranges and eat them.

Why, it's so sweet.

It's a good day, if only I could have an orange to eat every day.