We are passersby from now on

Chapter 32

Chapter Thirty Two

The heartbeat missed two beats, and Lu Ran was in a stalemate whether to quit or not.

Unexpectedly, Han Moyan, who was half lying on the bed, found her.

Han Moyan covered his lips with his hands and coughed twice, pointed at Zhuang Jing, and said hoarsely, "Send her out."

Only then did Zhuang Jing look back at Lu Ran, with a soft smile on her face, still calm and unhurried, as if it was Lu Ran who was ordered to evict her, not her.

Han Moyan coughed badly, and kept coughing after saying that sentence.

Zhuang Jing turned her head, put down the bowl and spoon, and patted Han Moyan on the back. Lu Ran couldn't see her expression clearly, but she didn't seem angry.

"Don't be angry with me now, your body is important. I remember you used to like the preserved egg and lean meat porridge I made? It's been a long time since I made it, maybe the taste is not as good as before. However, you should drink some porridge when you are sick..."

Lu Ran walked over, supported the other side, interrupted Zhuang Jing and said, "Miss Zhuang Jing, Han Moyan is under my care, so you don't need to worry about it."

Unconsciously, her tone became very bad.

Still not angry, Zhuang Jing just took out a small bottle from her pocket.

"This is what I usually use when I have a cold. The concentration is much better than the domestic medicine. You may need it."

Putting down the bottle, Zhuang Jing lowered her head and smiled lightly.

"I've been taken care of by you before, it's rare that I want to take care of you...I'd better go back first."

Regardless of Han Moyan's answer after speaking, Zhuang Jing got up to get the windbreaker she hung on the hanger.

As soon as Lu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, Han Moyan suddenly knocked over Zhuang Jing's porridge thermos with a wave of his hand, and the hot porridge spilled all over the floor.

"Cough... Zhuang Jing, what's the point of doing all this?"

All kinds of Lu Ran that Zhuang Jing said can be ignored, as long as Han Moyan doesn't care.

But, obviously, he couldn't.

Zhuang Jing straightened the collar of the windbreaker and opened her mouth, but Lu Ran couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with that warm and delicate voice: "Didn't I say that. Since you chased me back then, let me chase you now."

"Ayan, I'm serious about every word we said when we were together."

"Those feelings are all true."

Zhuang Jing murmured in a low voice, with a gentle tone, which seemed to be very emotional.

Han Moyan grabbed the water glass next to the bed, took two sips, stopped coughing violently, but waved away Zhuang Jing.

Zhuang Jing saw that Han Moyan had stopped coughing and didn't talk much, so she put on her windbreaker and left.

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Han Moyan rested his forehead with his hands, not knowing whether it was because of a cold or other reasons, he was reluctant to speak for a long time.

He didn't speak, and Lu Ran didn't want to.

She took the water glass away and was about to go to the kitchen to get some more.

The kitchen was as quiet as the room, only the silent sound of water falling into the cup bit by bit.

What the hell is she doing?
He clenched the hand by his side, his nails almost digging into his flesh, but he didn't dare to do anything.

The steak rice on the table was already cold, and it was reheated in the microwave. The aroma of the food wafted out of the microwave, which was very tempting.

Before serving it to Han Moyan, Lu Ran took a deep breath to relax.

Han Moyan leaned on the pillow and looked out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

Lu Ran put down the rice, and when he heard the sound, Han Moyan slowly turned his head, still expressionless, like a dummy without emotions.

"Han Moyan, are you eating or not?"

After blinking for a while, Han Moyan sat up straight as if awake: "Thank you." The somewhat hoarse voice was calm and calm.

Quietly watching Han Moyan finish eating like chewing wax, Lu Ran pursed her lips and asked, "Han Moyan, it's not that I don't believe you, but, can you really forget Zhuang Jing?"

After putting down the chopsticks, Han Moyan said, "I'm sorry."

After suppressing and enduring it for a long time, Lu Ran still couldn't take it any longer. He punched the table, his palms were numb, and his heart was also numb: "Han Moyan, if you feel sorry, don't show your affection everywhere, okay? Is it okay if you don't care? If you do this, I will feel that I am the extra person. Han Moyan, I like you, but I don't want to be used as a tool for you. "

Han Moyan raised his head and looked at Lu Ran.

After saying this, Lu Ran really lost the courage to stay, and turned to leave, but Han Moyan grabbed his wrist.

"and many more."

Lu Ran didn't look back, just waiting for Han Moyan to continue.

There was a suffocating smell in the air, Lu Ran didn't know how to describe it, and suppressed and endured repeated tortures of pain and unwillingness.

She is the only one who can't let go.

After such a quiet confrontation, it took about 5 minutes before Han Moyan's hoarse voice sounded again, and he said a long paragraph: "Lu Ran, it's my fault... I didn't want to use you as a tool, I just Just angry."

Han Moyan coughed twice again, and said flatly: "I'm angry with myself, and I can't face Zhuang Jing calmly." With a wry smile, "I can't control it... It's not my intention, Lu Ran, If you can't accept it, you can choose to leave - I have no right to force you to stay, if you are willing to believe in me, I can do something to make up for it, anything, as long as you want, including getting married as I said before."

Reason told Lu Ran that what Han Moyan said was the truth, but it was such a helpless truth.

Love itself is not something that can be controlled. If it could be controlled, she would rather not fall in love with Han Moyan. If she sticks to it and humbles herself into the dust, then she is no longer the real Lu Ran.

Holding Han Moyan's hand instead, Lu Ran turned around and asked word by word: "Han Moyan, I only ask you one thing, do you still love Zhuang Jing?"

After being silent for a while, Han Moyan spoke slowly.

"I don't love anymore, it's just an instinctive reaction."

Holding Han Moyan's hand tightly, Lu Ran raised one corner of his lips: "Han Moyan, I believe you this time. Since you said so, then we are married."

Let go of your hands, clear away the finished steak and rice on the table, Lu Ran turns and walks towards the kitchen.

Before going out, Lu Ran paused, "Please don't let me down."

"it is good."

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Han Moyan is an activist, and so is Lu Ran.

Lu Ran called Lu Ma, and Han Moyan called Han Sen, but the former's reaction was surprise and emotion, while the latter's reaction was "very good".

Wedding matters were quickly put on the agenda.

As soon as the weekend arrived, Lu's mother ordered a series of wedding dresses for Lu Ran to try on. The beautiful white gauze dresses are layered and expensive, and the looks are complicated and fancy. Cinderella is as luxurious and arrogant as a princess.

Facing herself in the mirror who looked pale even after applying makeup, Lu Ran could only smile.

In fact, being Han Moyan's bride has been her dream for five years, the white gauze dress, the handsome groom and everyone's blessings.

However, when the day came that it was about to come true, there was no excitement as imagined.

The perfect woman in the mirror is not like her. Five years ago, she was still the unscrupulous girl in hippie clothes wearing white washed jeans with frayed bottoms. Rolling the road, playing wildly with people all night, and rushing to class the next morning after washing his face...

"This one is beautiful, er, this one is pretty good too... Come here, Xiaoran, let's try this one."

The phone vibrated, Lu Ran took a look, and apologized to Lu's mother: "Mom, I have something urgent, I have to leave now, try the wedding dress next time."

Lu's mother was still mumbling about something so important with a dissatisfied face, but Lu Ran had already quickly changed her wedding dress and took a taxi to go out.

It was Ming Yuan who sent the text message, and he was already waiting in the coffee shop.

The snow had just stopped, and a soothing serenade was played in the coffee shop, and the floor-to-ceiling glass was reflected extremely brightly. It was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon, but it was still as bright as day.

After Lu Ran sat down, the two nodded politely as a greeting.

"Come here in a hurry?" Ming Yuan pointed to a bit of residual snow on Lu Ran's shoulder.

"It's okay." Lu Ran brushed off the remnant snow, not intending to go in circles with Ming Yuan, and went straight to the point: "I'm going to marry Han Moyan, you really can't tell me at all?"

Seemingly startled by Lu Ran's straightforwardness, Ming Yuan paused before pushing his glasses and saying, "Congratulations first, this..."

"Or are you really going to ask me to ask Han Moyan or Zhuang Jing directly? Am I still not qualified to know?"

After another pause, Ming Yuan smiled wryly and said, "Miss Lu, you are really strong."

Slightly restraining his emotions, Lu Ran calmly said: "Professional habits."

"If you have reached the point where you are talking about getting married, no, you are already going to get married, then...in fact, it's okay for me to tell you...you should have asked Ah Yan, this matter is only for him. It's normal for him not to tell you about things that hit you hard..."

"You...why can't you just tell me why Zhuang Jing left Han Moyan?"

"Ahem, I'll just say it."

The so-called things back then were actually simpler than Lu Ran thought.

Han Moyan first liked Zhuang Jing. In fact, there were many people who followed Hua Zhuangjing at that time. Han Moyan was not the one with the best qualifications, but he was the one who cared the most and was the most sincere. Zhuang Jing was finally moved by him, and the lovers finally got married. You can use any best words to describe the clean and precious relationship between the first love for each other, but unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

When Han Moyan entered college, he didn’t tell anyone about his family background. He lived in a dormitory, ate in a cafeteria, and took a bus when he went out. The tutor worked part-time to subsidize the living expenses, but Han Moyan didn't know it at the time.There are two opportunities to go abroad in the department. The students with the best grades in the department are selected. One of the places has been pre-determined, and the remaining one is between Han Moyan and Zhuang Jing. They agreed that they would not want this opportunity. , but it is a pity that the lover who was still smiling gently the day before boarded the flight abroad the next day.

Zhuang Jing left without leaving a word.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the opportunity to go abroad is at public expense. Going out with Zhuang Jing's grades can also get a lot of scholarships. This is a great temptation for her family and herself.

The reason she didn't say goodbye was because she was afraid that Han Moyan would take away her chance.

In the face of reality, love is pale and not worth mentioning.

And Han Moyan didn't even have the chance to say "You come back, I'm actually rich".

It's even more pathetic.

Lu Ran began to understand why Han Moyan's feelings for Zhuang Jing were so complicated and the damage he caused was so deep. When he was most affectionate, he was hit in the head with a blow and fell into the clouds, cruelly not allowing you to make any preparations.

It's a pity that understanding is just understanding, but it doesn't mean that you can accept it, just like Han Moyan should know the reason for Zhuang Jing's choice, but he must not be able to bear it.

After Ming Yuan finished speaking, he still smiled wryly: "When I told Ah Yan about it, he refused to believe it, because Zhuang Jing had promised to celebrate his birthday with him the day before, so Ah Yan specially went to learn how to cook. , I wanted to give her a surprise, but I didn't expect this to happen before the surprise..."

Lu Ran was a little taken aback.

"He was going crazy looking for Zhuang Jing, and he didn't even go to class. When he was finally convinced that Zhuang Jing really left, his whole body..."

"That's enough, you don't need to say any more."

"Feel sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Lu Ran paid her bill with a light smile, got up and said, "I'm just here to listen to the story, I know, that's all, anyway, it's a fact that cannot be changed. The date of the wedding is yet to come. No booking, but I hope you will attend."

Ming Yuan nodded: "I will, but Miss Lu Ran..."

"Ok?"

"You are stronger than I imagined... I sincerely hope that you and Ah Yan can be happy. He has turned himself into a working machine, but I know that he is not happy. Let him forget the past and be happy, it's really not worth it to suffer so long for a woman who doesn't deserve him at all."

Lu Ran thought about it and nodded heavily.

(End of this chapter)