Qin Ran's heart was cold, didn't she want to let her go in such a hurry?

simply smiled perfunctorily, Qin Ran pressed all the pain in her heart, she smiled brightly, even mad, Lu Meiling was frozen by her cold smile and didn't mention a word anymore.

Settling in for something else, she left in embarrassment.

She sent a text message after leaving the house.

"Ah Cheng, don't forget what I told you last time. You're not too young, and if your mother were still alive, she wouldn't have seen you working hard and not thinking about anything else. You are so good, it's enough, Auntie, there is a girl here who is very good, and she is also studying medicine, I can talk to you, and I will definitely meet you when I have time. ”

After sending the text message, Lu Meiling hugged her mobile phone and made wishful thinking. Handing over Qin Ran to Zhong Zhicheng is really the best choice.

At this time, Qin Ran in the house was miserable, and it seemed that the fact that her grandmother left could stimulate her even more. She also thoroughly understands what it is to be excluded and abandoned by others.

She lay down and looked up at the wind chimes that hung from the ceiling and swayed, tinkling, still pleasant, but it was no longer the lullay of her summer night.

She knew that Lu Meiling introduced her boyfriend to her because she wanted her to leave, and Lu Meiling introduced her nephew to her, but she just wanted to kiss and kiss.

Once he got in touch with Lu Meiling's mother's family, Qin Zhenghua could no longer refuse a series of appeals from Lu Meiling's mother's family.

Maybe this is the reason why Qin Ran doesn't like Lu Meiling, it can't be said that she has a deep hatred, but she hates each other.

Lu Meiling, who was outside the door, proudly hugged her mobile phone and waited for a reply, and three words popped up over there, "I'll go." ”

Unexpectedly, the other party agreed, Lu Meiling stared at the phone for a long time, for fear that she would be wrong, but when she turned it over, she was like she had taken a reassuring pill.

Lu Meiling began to doubt again, her nephew, who had a cold personality since she was a child, basically had no friendship with the Lu family, if she didn't want to get rid of Qin Ran quickly, and besides, in addition to him, Lu Meiling didn't have a suitable marriageable man at hand, so she licked her cheek and contacted him.

Although he said a few words in the name of his deceased mother, he was limited to texting, and I remember the first time he called, he only said: "I'm busy, I have something to text, I hung up." He hung up the phone.

Qin Ran liquidated the money in his account in the past few days when Ling Jiaran was looking for a house, and got rid of the scholarships he had accumulated in the past five years, and there was not much left.

wanted to rent a house next to the hospital, just with her money, Qin Ran herself laughed at her inadequacy.

Ling Jiaran was the talker, and sure enough, within three days, he fulfilled his promise.

Looking at the blue-gray apartment building with similar floors in front of him, a faint layer of fine sweat appeared on Qin Ran's forehead. took out his mobile phone and glanced at the address sent by Ling Jiaran.

"Huanyu Road Century Garden Block C 1804"

Eighteenth floor or number four?

It's hard to imagine how terrifying it would be to live in the "Door of Death" in the "Eighteen Layers of Hell" in the future.

But there was no way, except for this place, Qin Ran had no choice.

At the beginning of the fall semester, she faced a graduation internship in the clinical major, and she would have to soak in the hospital all day after that.

The assigned dormitory was a bit far away, and Qin Zhenghua definitely insisted that she live at home.

She just wanted to leave the box, then rent a house closer to the hospital, do a good internship, study for graduate school at the first college of Zhida, and then stay in the hospital.

With the help of his friend Ling Jiaran, he found the nearest residential area, and Qin Ran was a little grateful to Ling Jiaran for his vast magical powers.

The housing prices around the hospital are very high, but this room is surprisingly low, five hundred a month, and Qin Ran's undergraduate scholarship is just enough to pay the rent for three years, just enough to support his graduate graduation.

When Qin Ran found Block C 1804, he found that the door was slightly open with a thin crack.

Is the door open?

She raised her hand in confusion and was about to ring the doorbell, when suddenly a shout came from inside the room: "Don't! How embarrassed you are. ”

It's a man, and there seems to be a hint of embarrassment in it.

Qin Ran frowned, not knowing why.

"Hurry up, take off your pants, lie down, I don't have the patience to wait for you." A low, cold and solemn voice categorically rejected the man before.

There was a hint of impatience in the slightly thick nasal voice, which was similar to the crispy voice of the man before, like two extremes.

This cold voice, Qin Ran could remember it after passing her ears, after all, the doctor named Zhong Zhicheng left a lot of impression on her.

"Don't, Ah Cheng, buy a disc~" The man with a soft voice suddenly became hypocritical, and there was a slight cry in his voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, lie down, take off your pants," Zhong Zhicheng was as strong as ever, and his sharp tone revealed that his patience was about to be worn out.

Qin Ran was very embarrassed, it wasn't when she knocked on the door, and it wasn't if she didn't knock.

It's not that she is conservative, what's going on with this back and forth, revealing a little ambiguous feelings?

Ling Jiaran has a pungent personality and usually has a wide range of hobbies, it is best to be beautiful, Qin Ran has been exposed to a lot under her guidance, and the kind of forcible push is very common in radio dramas.

She grabbed the strap of her backpack and paced back and forth at the door.

Standing at the door, she looked at the crack in the door that opened slightly, bit her lip, and was about to tell Ling Jiaran that she would not rent this house anymore.

How embarrassing it would be if the landlord was gay and a gay with a boyfriend.

"Ah Cheng, woo woo, you be gentle," the man who looked like Xiao Shou began to beg for mercy again, as if this time screaming louder.

His voice frightened Qin Ran's mobile phone almost slipped.

"You're so hypocritical again, just cut it!" , Zhong Zhicheng's voice was extremely low. This swear sentence is similar to a low roar, and after speaking, there is a loud "bump", which is the sound of slamming the door.

This loud noise made Qin Ran, who was so frightened that he was eavesdropping, almost hit the wooden door in front of him.

Ben was afraid that the plot inside would be like in the radio drama, as long as he was disobedient, there would always be a way to treat him, but he didn't expect Zhong Zhicheng to throw the door away.

It seems that the routine of pushing a word without saying a word is not true in reality, but what if she continues to eavesdrop and it comes true?

There is a big difference between the radio drama and reality, the words of the Living Spring Palace, Qin Ran swallowed a mouthful of saliva weakly, and sighed secretly, "Fortunately, it is not the Living Spring Palace." ”

Qin Ran breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the strap of the backpack, and prepared to turn around and leave.

At this time, the man like Xiao Shou let out a sigh, and he shouted inside very aggrievedly: "Ah Cheng, I'm sorry." I'll go to the hospital tomorrow, it's really ...... at your house."

Just as he was listening to him, the door in front of Qin Ran was suddenly opened, and when he saw the person in front of him, Qin Ran was completely stunned, it was over, it was him? What to do?

Obviously, the Sven man inside the door was surprised by the woman outside the door. The man is not tall, a white shirt is simply tucked into the waistband of his trousers, and an elegant dark brown* belt around his waist makes him more polite.

His cuffs were rolled up to the crook of his arm, revealing his fair forearms, and his delicate skin seemed to be more delicate than that of a woman.