time is with you

Chapter 47 Time is with you (2)
"Does this face hurt? It's the first time I've seen such a superb product. How can a person like you still have the face to live in this world? Oh, I forgot, you may have no face from the beginning, yours The face is made out, it's fake!"

"Before, you were the number one in the music want to listen list. Why didn't I see it at the end? Did the fans get angry and canceled the original 'want to listen'? There is no one like you."

"Your company must be vomiting blood from anger, right? Buying trolls, platforms, campaigns, and rankings... You must have spent a lot of money on you. The last time you rushed to the street, you didn't want to. This time, why not?" Will you lose all your money? You are really pitiful, I also heard inside information that your agent has submitted a resignation letter to take the blame and resigned, what about you? Can't you come out and give an explanation?"

Mei Mengran didn't read any more when she saw this. She turned off her phone, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and saw the wound on her neck as if she hadn't seen it. Half an hour later, she was carrying a small luggage bag out the door.

"Mei Mengran should have rushed back overnight. I saw her appear just after I left the front yard at dawn today," old Aunt Zhou was calling Mei Ran. Be like a ghost..."

"I followed her out of curiosity and saw her go to the old lady's room. I saw her kneeling in front of the old lady's bed from the window. I didn't know what to say. The old lady sat up from the bed suddenly and cried loudly... Mei Meng Then she returned to her room after not staying for long, and when she came out, I saw that she was carrying a bulging luggage bag, and I didn't know what was in it..."

"She left again?" Mei Ran asked.

"That's right," said old Aunt Zhou, "it's in a hurry."

After hanging up the phone, Mei Ran was thinking outside the window, what did Mei Mengran want to do?
At this moment, Mei Mengran was standing downstairs in Wu Yuwan's residence. In addition to the luggage bag, she was also carrying a plastic bag in her hand, which contained a pack of cigarettes, a lighter and a roll of black tape, all of which she had a few minutes ago. Bought in the little shop up front.

Going out to open the door seemed to have exhausted all Wu Yuwan's energy, she sat on the chair dying, her breath seemed to be absent.

Mei Mengran looked around indifferently, walked over and closed the window tightly, then walked to the woman and squatted down, took out the tape from the plastic bag, tore a section with her teeth, and sealed her mouth first. Then, she wrapped her hands around the handles on both sides of the chair.

Wu Yuwan was powerless to resist, so she could only stare wide-eyed and silently ask her what she wanted to do.

Mei Mengran softly "hushed", "Let's play a fun game."

As she spoke, she sat down on the small bench in front of Wu Yuwan, the luggage bag opened its mouth wide to expose the contents inside, stacks of thick banknotes radiated a charming red light.

The light suddenly jumped from Mei Mengran's fingertips, and Wu Yuwan's eyes greedily followed her movements, she saw that she pulled aside the brazier that was used to keep warm but had been left unused for a long time, and threw a few pieces of charcoal go in...

She was holding a lighter in her hand, with a faint blue flame protruding, she first took out a banknote and lit it, then threw it into the brazier after igniting the fire, and then threw it into a stack of...

Wu Yuwan yelled "Mmmmmmmm" in a low voice!

Mei Mengran opened the cigarette case and smoked a cigarette, and lit it with the blazing fire of the red banknotes. As soon as she took a puff, she was choked and coughed violently. She took several puffs before snuffing it out.

"I've thought about it a lot, and I think you're right. We're all people who don't deserve to live in this world."

She has been ruined, and there is no chance to stand up in this life, not to mention being bitten again, it is better to end happily than to suffer torture alive.

Obviously, Wu Yuwan had understood the meaning of her words and shook the chair to pieces, but she was too weak, so she could only watch Mei Mengran burn more than a dozen stacks of banknotes in succession.

She finished burning the banknotes and started to burn the remaining coins in the bag.

In the end, there were only ashes and some glowing charcoal left in the brazier. Mei Mengran picked up a few more large pieces of charcoal and threw them in. After closing her eyes, she took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed a number.

"Mei Ran, I'm Shen Mengran."

"Six years ago, I didn't really want to save you. It was just that I was so scared that my legs went limp at the time, so I fell in front of you and blocked that knife for you..."

She said a lot of words calmly, and finally her voice was too weak to be heard.

"But," Mei Ran said calmly, "It is a fact that you saved me."

"Goodbye, sister."

Mei Ran listened to the busy tone from the other end, and it took her a while to realize, what did she just say about her name?
Shen Mengran?
What did she call her again, sister?

"Senior Sister, the appointment patient has arrived." The little assistant poked his head in from the door and stuck out his tongue, "There are a lot of patients today, I guess it will be a busy day again!"

Unexpectedly, she was so busy that she got off work. Mei Ran returned home, drank half a glass of water, took off her coat, and got into the quilt directly.

Deep tiredness and drowsiness troubled her, but a certain thread of thought was extraordinarily clear, causing her to fall into a drowsy sleep. When she heard a familiar deep voice in a half-dream, she subconsciously leaned over.

"What's wrong?" The man stroked her back.

She lay on his lap, shaking her head.

"Why are you so sleepy these days?" He lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "Are you too tired?"

At the end of the year, all kinds of work were backlogged together, and she couldn't even take a break. However, Fu Shijin thought of another level. They didn't intentionally prevent pregnancy during this period, could it be...

"Why are you here?" She was so sleepy that she didn't even want to open her eyes.

"I haven't answered your calls." The man changed his position to make her sleep more comfortably, "so I came here directly."

Although they almost all lived together during this period of time, Fu Shijin was too busy with work these two days. He smoothed her messy hair and put it behind her ears. The face was completely exposed, and the light blue under the eyes had nowhere to hide.

He planted a kiss on her eyelid, and rolled onto the bed.

"Maybe it turned off automatically when there was no power," Mei Ran leaned up and hugged his waist, "accompany me to sleep for a while."

"Is there any discomfort in your body recently?"

"No," she muttered softly, "just a little tired."

"Is that so..."

Mei Ran smiled and avoided his big hand lingering on her lower abdomen, "What are you... touching?"

"Itch!" Such a smile relieved a lot of her drowsiness. She opened her eyes, but the bottom of her eyes was still a little hazy, as if they were stained with a layer of water under the light.

"Shi Jin." She shook his arm and suddenly remembered something, "What's the situation online now?"

After recording the video, all follow-up work was handed over to Fu Shijin and Ye Qihan. Mei Ran only knew that it was announced today, but she was so busy all day that she didn't have time to watch the reactions of netizens.

"Oh," Fu Shijin said casually, "It's still topping the hot search charts and topping every music chart. In addition, the official blog of Tianxing Entertainment has almost collapsed..."

"So exaggerated?"

The man put his hands behind his head, and only looked at her with a pair of beautiful eyes, filled with a gentle smile. He pursed his lips slightly and said, "There are even more exaggerated..."

"I find it incredible," Mei Ran said, "It's been seven years, isn't it? Why are they so sure that I'm the real MR? And before..."

Mei Mengran imitated them so well and deceived them all, why are they so sure this time?

He lightly rubbed the back of her hand with his fingertips, "A fake will never be real, as long as he really likes you, I believe it's not difficult to tell."

"I'm a little guilty," Mei Ran's expression flashed with sadness. "Actually, I don't deserve their love. I've liked it for seven years just because of one song. I'm flattered," she said earnestly and carefully. Analyzing his own heart, he was almost incoherent, "I left without saying goodbye, and even planned not to come back. I failed their love, and..."

"They gave me too much, which was out of proportion to what I paid, which made me feel very unreal, like I was dreaming." She said a lot, and in the end even she was a little bit blindfolded, "You, do you understand what I mean?"

Fu Shijin looked at her quietly, his eyes became deeper and deeper, like a deep pool with no end in sight. After a long time, he smiled lightly and said, "I have liked you for seven years because of your voice, and I plan to like you for the rest of my life." He Shake her hand, "Ran Ran, some things are unbelievable, but they happened for real, and some things seem perfect, but they are woven by countless lies."

"So you don't have to doubt, people who like you will always be there."

"By the way," he added, "you might want to be prepared to be exposed."

The sense of loss in Mei Ran's heart was replaced by shock, "What do you mean?!"

"Maybe the editor didn't handle it well. I showed a side face at the end of the video."

In fact, this should be Ye Qihan's instruction, without his permission, this video would not be broadcast at all.

Her expression was so vivid and interesting, Fu Shijin couldn't help but leaned over to kiss the slightly parted red lips, and the tip of her tongue easily poked in for some sweetness, before saying, "But it may not be exposed."

"After all, if you want to confirm that you are an MR based on this video, you must first recognize me as Fu Shijin," he said in a thorough analysis. "If you are not familiar with someone, it should not be as easy as you think. , even if someone really recognizes me, at least for a period of time they will point to the topic of 'Fu Shijin is Ansel'."

"Even if they know who I am and that 'you think about it' is my only concern, how do they prove that 'MR' means 'you think about it'?"

Mei Ran nodded, "You are right."

"Well. Of course there is a possibility."

He said the answer directly, "Unless someone can recognize you from your back."

"Are there other possibilities?" Mei Ran asked.

"I haven't thought of it yet."

She breathed a sigh of relief.If it is really exposed, according to the enthusiasm of the fans, it will definitely affect the normal work and life, right?

The big stone in her heart was removed, and Mei Ran wanted to fall asleep again. The dark sky outside the window was slowly shrinking in her sight, "What time is it now?"

Fu Shijin turned on his phone, "Eight o'clock in the evening."

She felt hungry at this moment, but she was too lazy to move, so she could only ask him softly, "Have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

"Mr. Fu, can you cook?"

Fu Shijin met her expectant clear eyes, hesitated for a while, "... yes."

"Well," she smiled, her eyebrows slightly curved, "there are some dishes in the refrigerator, I want to eat..."

"I'll come in and call you when it's cooked." He helped her tuck the quilt, fished out the mobile phone on the bedside table, and then gently closed the door and walked out.

Half an hour later, Mei Ran vaguely heard the sound of porcelain shattering, and was awakened suddenly.

At the same time, in the kitchen.

Fu Shijin looked at the debris all over the floor with some annoyance, and then at the unsatisfactory tomato scrambled eggs that he made in the tutorial on his mobile phone, and sighed softly.He swept the debris to the corner first, then washed his hands again, and continued to concentrate on the next dish that seemed to be simpler - stir-fried broccoli with vegetables.

Mei Ran pushed open the kitchen door, and what she saw was this picture: the sleeves of the man's white shirt were slightly rolled up, revealing a section of his forearm, and he was wearing a light blue apron, exuding a gentle homely look. temperament.

This man can wear white gloves and concentrate on enjoying antiques, and he can also be calm and self-possessed in front of others. As you get closer, you will see more of him.

These, only she can see.

Mei Ran walked over slowly, put her arms around his thin waist from behind, and rubbed the tip of her nose against his back.

"Wake up." The man turned his head, and suddenly frowned again, "Don't get too close, be careful not to be splashed by hot oil."

"No." Didn't he protect her whole body behind him?
A doting smile appeared on Fu Shijin's face, and she stuffed her hands into the apron, then continued to pick up the shovel, and continued to turn the broccoli that had become discolored in the pan.

Mei Ran just hugged him like this, feeling the beating of his chest, until the range hood was turned off and someone bit her lips lightly, then she slowly opened her eyes.

The man's handsome face is close in front of his eyes, "It's time to eat, wash your hands first."

He picked some ingredients from the refrigerator and made three simple dishes and one soup. Mei Ran had already set the tableware and served two bowls of rice by the way.

She was eager to try with her chopsticks, picked up a piece of tomato, "I'll try it first."

Fu Shijin pretended to glance over casually, only to see that her brows frowned as if there was nothing, but she smiled a second later, "It's not bad."

Really?He was a little skeptical. After all, it was the first time he made it, so he probably knew whether it was delicious or not.

He held up a piece of egg yolk with his chopsticks, and frowned, "It's too sweet."

He obviously put salt, didn't he?

Mei Ran took a big sip of soup to dilute the sweetness in her mouth, and smiled, "Perhaps potatoes... shredded fried pork would be better."

She really felt a little against her will when she said the words "potato shreds". I really don't know how these abstract potatoes with different shapes and sizes were cut out. Of course, she would only think about these in her heart, so as not to hurt someone. self-esteem.

In the end, after eating a piece of potato, her uncontrollable expression should still hit the man opposite, only to see that he also picked up a piece and tasted it, "It's too salty."

"Also... okay." Mei Ran took another sip of the soup, ready to try it again, but he caught the chopsticks, "Don't eat it." She tried to save the stalemate, "The soup is delicious."

Fu Shijin's tone was light: "My aunt stewed it at home and asked me to bring it over."

He just put them in a pot and heated them up.

Mei Ran comforted, "Maybe you are just not very good at cooking, but you are still very good at other aspects."

"What aspects?" The man asked in a low voice.

His tone was ordinary, but the look in her eyes was extremely ambiguous. Thinking about it, he knew what "what aspect" he understood.

Mei Ran: "Would you like to try broccoli again?"

Her eyes fell on the wilted and strangely colored broccoli on the white plate, and she mustered up the courage to pick up a piece and put it in her mouth, and chewed it hesitantly.

Hey, although the appearance is not very good, the taste is not bad? !

"You haven't answered the question I just asked."

Mei Ran directly stuffed a piece of broccoli into his mouth.

The two of them had their dinner with soup and a plate of broccoli. Fu Shijin put the bowls and chopsticks in the automatic dishwasher, wiped his hands and went out.

Mei Ran was watching TV in the living room, sitting in a somewhat casual posture, looking drowsy, and yawning from time to time.

He glanced at the TV screen, the animal world, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth slightly.

If you are really pregnant, should you start prenatal education at this time?
Fu Shijin went over and switched the TV to the music channel, and watched with him for a while, and another song ended. Mei Ran finally lazily raised her eyelids, put her hands around his neck, "carry me to take a bath."

After taking a shower and drying her hair, it was barely past ten o'clock. Mei Ran was lying on the bed, and found that the man beside her was extremely quiet. She turned her head and looked at him by the faint yellow bedside lamp.

He was also looking at her all the time, and the eyes of the two met at the same time, like two bright rivers of stars suddenly opening in the dark night starry sky.

She put her hands on his chest, and wrapped her legs around his waist, "Don't you want tonight?"

After being intimate, men are not the only ones who can taste the marrow and taste, she also misses him.

I saw the man's gaze deepened to the extreme in an instant, his throat throbbed violently, and the hot breath sprayed on her cheeks, "I want to." The voice was surprisingly hoarse, "I really want to."

But this time it seems impossible.

"Ran Ran," his hand covered her lower abdomen again, touching and touching gently, "Let's find some time tomorrow for an examination."

Mei Ran froze for a moment before realizing, "You mean..."

The small voice was blocked back to his lips by his kiss.

That night, the two fell asleep embracing surprise, anticipation and excitement.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was dim, and there was a rare bright red morning glow hanging on the horizon.

(End of this chapter)