time is with you

Chapter 8 Gentle Persistence and Watching (1)
On the night when the super typhoon "Alice" landed in City A, the results of the third round of competition announced on the official blog of "Singer of China" also set off a frenzy on the Internet. Successfully achieved the first place in this ranking.

Fans left messages to congratulate and express their love: Congratulations, my goddess will know if there is any!

——Moved to cry! MR, I am your hardcore fan, the goddess will push you all my life!

——This number one is what the music world owes you, we owe you, Goddess, you are always number one in our hearts!

Soon it became a hot topic again: MR is back, invincible.

Mei Mengran first reposted the latest Weibo of the official blog of "Singer of China", and added, "Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!"

Looking back, the number of discussions on that topic has increased to more than 3000 million, and it is still on the rise. Mei Mengran clicked in and found that her fans were fighting with Yu Sheng's fans.

It goes without saying: Mei Mengran's singing is also ordinary, there is still a gap compared with my queen.I am not satisfied with the result this time!

San Siro's little cat: Our MR will come back a few years earlier, what's the matter with the music world and your queen?

A Wang who loves to eat fish: Hehe, if you add MR at the end, she will be MR?Please go back to your mother's stomach and put your brain on it before coming out [smile]
Green Random Thoughts: Some people should stop being ashamed. You can smell the smell of aged vinegar through the screen. Fans pay for being idols. It’s better not to blackmail your idol [Manual goodbye]
Mei Mengran frowned. Although those questioning comments were suppressed by enthusiastic fans in the end, some comments still hit her weakness, "If one day I am not an MR and someone exposes me, wouldn't it be ..."

The manager smiled meaningfully, "Could it be that MR can only be MR, and not the abbreviation of 'Meng Ran'?"

yes!Mei Mengran was enlightened. She never said in any public place that she was the legendary MR in the music industry. Everything was the subjective assumption and fueled by the crazy MR fans. Even if the lie was exposed one day in the future, she could still tell this "Beautiful Misunderstanding" pushed cleanly.

"By the way, is there any response from Mr. Fu?"

As soon as Mei Mengran mentioned this, she felt full of bitterness, "You said that the Internet has become so popular, my fans have rushed to his Weibo to help me confess my love, and I also sent him a private message, He is back," she sighed softly, "but there are only two words 'thank you', I can't figure out his mind."

The agent asked again, "Then did he go back to the customs?"

Mei Mengran was even more frustrated, "No."

"It's okay," the manager reassured her, "I think his account is probably just for job application, and the last Weibo was published half a year ago. You can put this matter aside for now. The most important thing now is..."

Even so, Mei Mengran was still a little unwilling. She clicked on Fu Shijin's Weibo page and opened his latest Weibo. The most popular comment was like: "Man God, I came here to help The goddess confessed, but now I plan to take you as my own!"

There are as many as [-] likes on this post. If you continue to look down, you will see "I love you, I love you, I want to give birth to you, I want to grow grapes at your winery" .

Mei Mengran paused, and there was another item in the popular comments: Is it only me who finds that the male god's follower count is still 0?Irresponsible guess, is our goddess wishful thinking and unrequited love?
Say it right.

Mei Mengran exited the page in a panic, the unwillingness in her heart getting stronger and stronger.

Ansel, why do you still refuse to look at me when I'm already standing so high?
The phone rang, and when Mei Mengran saw the strange number displayed on it, her first reaction was to cut it off, but the other side seemed unwilling to give up, and called twice in a row.

She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and when the bell rang for the third time, she connected, "Hello."

The cold laughter from the other end was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, "Of course."

"It's you!" Mei Mengran glanced around in panic, and lowered her voice firmly, "Why are you looking for me again? Didn't I send you money last time..."

"Of course, the money you gave me last time was used to buy stocks." Wu Yuwan smiled softly, "You know, the stock market is in a downturn right now, and the money is locked up."

Mei Mengran gritted until the root of her teeth ached, "What do you want?"

"Sure enough, she is my good daughter. How about it, you give me another one million."

"You are dreaming!"

"Don't rush to refuse. I heard that you won the first place in this issue of "China's Good Singer"? If you let your fans know that you used to be a..."

Mei Mengran knew very well in her heart that this woman was grasping her seven inches, and she was getting more and more aggressive, but she had to give in, because those stains should never appear in her bright life. !
She closed her eyes and tasted a faint smell of blood from her mouth.

The heavy rain poured down outside the house, and the howling wind patrolled every inch of land. City A was instantly slaughtered by the heavy rain and wind.

Every city has its destiny, each person has his own destiny, and the two fates sometimes run side by side.

In the face of this strong typhoon, which is rare in a century, this southern city A, which is accustomed to mild wind and drizzle, is like a primary school student who has won an advanced Mathematical Olympiad, and is defeated in an instant.

As the saying goes, drought can induce arson in people. This heavy rain probably has been secretly paying attention to the city's naive underground drainage system for a long time, and is preparing to give it a knowing blow at a critical moment.

City A has become a vast ocean.

The community where Mei Ran lives is a hard-hit area, and the water and electricity have been cut off for two days. She stood on the balcony on the [-]th floor and looked down. It was a cloudy yellow. Puff puff puff" and turned off the fire.

It was still raining, and the water had not reached her thighs. Mei Ran was worried. The refrigerator had already been emptied, and she even made breakfast with the few slices of bread left.

She never thought that one day she would be in danger of running out of food, and her feet still needed to be replaced, but right now... let alone going to the hospital, she might not even be able to leave the community.

The room leak happened to rain overnight, and my cousin Mei Liangzhi happened to be on a business trip again. My little assistant, her own home was flooded, let alone hope.

Better go to sleep.

Sleeping in a daze, she seemed to hear the doorbell ring. Mei Ran sat up from the bed and listened intently for a while.

Someone really is ringing the bell!
She limped out, and when she opened the door, the door was also pushed open from the outside, and Mei Ran looked at the person who came in in surprise.

"Sorry, I didn't hear anything after ringing the bell a few times, so I opened the door with the key and came in."

Mei Ran still couldn't recover for a long time.

The man approached slowly, his figure was slender and straight, and there seemed to be light in the depths of his eyes shaking.

"Mr. Fu, you, why are you here?"

Fu Shijin glanced at her with dim eyes, and said in a low voice, "The nurse called and told me that you didn't go to change the dressing today."

The faint worry was suppressed under the calm and breezy tone, fearing that something would happen to her alone at home, so she barged in abruptly.

and so……

Mei Ran was at a loss, what does this have to do with him appearing in her home?

"Come on," he said again, "I'll take you to the hospital."

The man's deep voice seemed to be magical, and Mei Ran couldn't react, "However, the water downstairs is very deep, and the car can't be driven at all..."

No, how did he get in?Could it be...

It was only then that Mei Ran noticed that the person in front of her was wearing a short sportswear, revealing a section of strong calf, which was not in line with his usual style, and the visual impact was unprecedentedly strong.

When her thoughts regained a little bit of clarity, the person was already on his back, and the elevator was still malfunctioning, so the two could only go down the stairs.

Mei Ran's eyes widened in disbelief, the sixteenth floor, did he walk up like this just now?
The bodies of the two were tightly attached to each other, and through two thin layers of clothes, she could feel the heat of the man's body, and the feeling of some contact and friction seemed to become more and more clear, Mei Ran blushed a little, and stepped back Back off.

"Be careful."

He turned his head sideways, "Don't move around."

They were going down the stairs, and the center of gravity should be lowered, not leaned back like she had just been.

"Oh." Mei Ran replied softly, and slowly put her arms around his neck, pressing her hot cheeks and beating heart against his back.

The man who walked steadily seemed to stop for a moment, his warm breath gently brushed against Mei Ran's reddened ears, his big hands supported her, and continued to walk down.

When they got downstairs, the breathing of the man under him was not disturbed at all. Mei Ran couldn't help but sighed softly in her heart, "It's really good physical strength!"

The stagnant water on the steps was so yellow and turbid, she couldn't imagine how this man got here, except for a pair of wet shoes, there was hardly any distress on his body.

However, all the questions were answered in the next moment, and she was seen by the man holding her firmly into the water. Mei Ran looked down, and the water that might have soaked her thighs only barely covered his calves. She couldn't help asking, "How tall are you?"

It seemed that she didn't expect her to ask such a question suddenly. Fu Shijin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, "1.8 meters eight."

"No wonder."

He heard it, but didn't answer. He concentrated on walking the waterway under his feet, and carried her out of the community step by step.

The hospital is located in the center of the city on a relatively high terrain, so it is considered a light disaster area. The first floor is almost overcrowded, and even the corridors are blocked.

The nurse complained to her while administering the medicine: "This flood, the hospital has ushered in a large number of patients, so busy that we don't even have time to drink saliva. There are too many patients, and the inpatient department is also short of beds. No, we can only fight." The idea of ​​the corridor, oh, it’s so crowded that you can’t even push a cart through it..."

Mei Ran quickly dismissed the idea of ​​staying overnight in the hospital.

The nurse squeezed her eyes again, "Doctor Mei, is that handsome guy outside the door your boyfriend?"

Before Mei Ran could answer, she smiled wickedly, "Hey, I understand. Keep a low profile, don't forget to give out wedding candies then!"

Mei Ran: "..."

"The medicine is ready. Be careful not to get wet for a few days." Considering the severe flooding outside, the nurse thoughtfully wrapped her feet with a plastic film.

Mei Ran thanked her, and just about to stand up, she caught a glimpse of a tall and straight figure walking in from the corner of her eye.

He probably didn't like the occasion of so many people, his expression was cold and indifferent, but the hand holding her was warm and reassuring.

"Mr. Fu, could you please take me to the nearby Regent Hotel?"

The water and electricity are still cut off at home, and I don’t know when it will be repaired. It is also troublesome to go up and down the stairs. It is more convenient to live outside these two days.

The man stared closely at her eyes, and said without haste, "The old lady at home has suffered from frequent insomnia and headaches in recent days, and she refuses to come to the hospital. It just so happens that Dr. Mei is an expert in this field. I wonder if I can bother you to come to the hospital." Go back?"

The first time he spoke such a long word was to get her to see the old lady, Mei Ran couldn't refuse, she could only accept it.

The car stopped in front of a villa halfway up the mountain. As soon as the old lady saw the person getting out of the car, she immediately greeted him.

"Ah!" She turned around Mei Ran excitedly, "Shi Jin, this is what you said last time..."

"Auntie," Fu Shijin interrupted in a low voice, "this is Dr. Mei Ranmei, I invite her to come over to see you."

The old lady has sharp eyes, and she specifically emphasized Dr. Mei Ranmei, it would be good if she could remember the last name of other doctors in the past. It seems that this must be the "still working hard" he said.

When the old lady was young, she had met many ladies from wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River. This little girl had a calm demeanor, clear and bright eyes, and her temperament and charm were not inferior at all. She scored high marks in her heart first.

Mei Ran quietly let her scrutinize her before, and then she smiled lightly, "Grandma, hello."

The old lady nodded repeatedly, and led her into the house together.

The house is full of antiques. Mei Ran sat down on the wooden sofa, and the old lady was busy preparing tea and snacks. Seeing her looking around, she explained with a smile, "This house was left by Shi Jin's grandfather. We just love these antiques."

"I like it too."

From the sincerity between her brows, the old lady saw that there was no perfunctory echo in this sentence, and she liked it a little more in her heart.

After taking the old man's pulse, Mei Ran prescribed a few plasters of mild traditional Chinese medicine, and it was time to go. Unfortunately, it started to rain again outside.

Right in the heart of the old lady, "Doctor Mei, why don't you stay and have a light meal."

Mei Ran hesitated, but she couldn't find any reason to refuse this kindness, so she could only allow herself to be dragged to the dinner table.

At this time, Fu Shijin also changed into casual home clothes and sat opposite her. Their eyes met, and Mei Ran suddenly looked away.

Even she herself couldn't explain why.

After eating and resting for more than half an hour, Mei Ran thought about leaving.At this time, the old lady appeared from the side hall with a plate of fruit, "Maybe I have to wrong Dr. Mei to stay for a night."

what?
The old lady explained: "I heard from Lao Yang that there is a section of the road on the mountain that is blocked, and cars cannot pass." She patted Mei Ran's hand, "Fortunately, there are many rooms in the villa, and I will find someone to clean up one for you later. .”

During the meal, Mei Ran somewhat learned that there were only three people living in this huge villa, besides the old lady and Fu Shijin, there was also a driver, Lao Yang.

When the old lady said she was looking for someone to clean up, she definitely couldn't be looking for Fu Shijin. She had already caused them trouble, so how could she let the two old people clean up the room for her?
Since objective factors cannot be changed, there is nothing wrong with staying overnight. Mei Ran stood up, "I'll go with you."

When passing by the second floor, the old lady pointed to a room in the northeast corner and said, "That's Shi Jin's study room. If you are bored at night, you can go there to read books."

Mei Ran nodded slightly.

The old lady was very talkative, talking to her all the way, and before they knew it, they came to a door.

"arrive."

The room is very large, still in a simple and elegant style, and there is no musty and damp smell in the air. It seems that there should be someone specially assigned to clean it.

After changing the sheets and bedding, the old lady left. Mei Ran sat for a while when she heard someone knocking on the door.

The old lady went and turned back, "This is Shi Jin's mother's pajamas. You are about the same size, so you should be able to wear them. Don't worry, the clothes are all clean."

Mei Ran quickly thanked her.

The old lady smiled kindly, "Go to bed early."

Watching the slow-moving figure disappear around the corner, Mei Ran was about to close the door when she inadvertently saw a slight light coming from the diagonally opposite room.

Her heart skipped a beat.

The old lady enthusiastically explained just now that in addition to reading books in the study, if you are interested in antiques, you can also go to the collection room next door.

She was more curious than anyone else in her heart, what was his other world like besides music.

The man heard the sound of the door being pushed and looked over. Qingzhan's eyes were not surprised, as if he had already known about her stay.

Mei Ran asked softly, "Can I go in and have a look?"

He nodded, his deep eyes just looked at her like this, as if he couldn't allow her to dodge a single bit.

Mei Ran's ears were slightly hot, and she saw that he was wearing white gloves, and his slender fingers were holding a vase. The vase was about 30 centimeters high, with smooth lines, beautiful proportions, and delicate and soft colors-this was her as a layman. The most intuitive evaluation.

But to him, it must be far more than that. Facing such a precious ancient product, this man's eyes are full of appreciation, tenderness, and even doting.

Knowing that these were not her own, Mei Ran didn't dare to read on, fearing that she would be unable to extricate herself, her gaze hastily dropped to the label on the glass safe.

"Is this the Ming Yongle blue-and-white plum vase with twined branches that was sold for HK$1.93 million at the Hong Kong Autumn Auction the year before last?"

The man's tone was slightly surprised, "You know?"

A bit of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Mei Ran's face, "My father was also obsessed with collecting antiques when he was young. I heard him mention this plum vase. I heard it is one of the rare masterpieces of Yongle porcelain."

(End of this chapter)