C15 Memorial book

When Ran Bing Bing passed by the Moon Reflection Road, she purposely went around the Second floor that belonged to Luo Tian Yun. When she imagined that she would one day become the owner of this house, she felt elated. After work, she called Luan Xiao Xue. For the past few days, she crazily collected all the newspapers that Luo Tian had brought to Wu City. Some of the newspapers were found by her in the sundry room of the newspaper. As for Ran Bing Bing who had been at work for two years, this time she was really excited by her own ideas. To the mayor of a city, there was no other gift that surprised him more than this.

Luan Xiaoxue found Ran Bing Bing's house according to the address that she mentioned. Actually, it wasn't that far from the Moon Reflection Road. Of course, that wasn't the case if they were to pass through a small path near the Moon Reflection Road. However, when Luan Xiaoxue walked down the road, she went around in a big circle before finally finding the Wudu Daily News Family Building that Ran Bing Bing mentioned. In fact, it was an old-fashioned house in the Wudu Daily News's courtyard.

Ran Bing Bing stood at the entrance of the yard and waited for Luan Xiaoxue, and brought her to her own house. Since they arrived at the right time, it was time for the newspaper to open a new house. The older reporters all moved to the new building, and Ran Bing Bing was given an old house. For her, who had just joined the job, she was extremely satisfied. But in just one year, Ran Bing Bing began to envy Gu Yan Ling's family's duplex building, repeatedly asking Gu Yan Ling to find a rich second generation for her. After a year, there were always people who dated, but those who got married ran away. After all this, Ran Bing Bing was now afraid of these rich second generations, and switched to fighting men with power at the level of an uncle. As long as there were reports of Luo Tianyun's accident, she would secretly change positions with a reporter from the association. After all, Luo Tianyun remembered her and even invited her to a meal together, which gave her too much encouragement. Her idea of chasing Luo Tianyun was like a blooming peony, magnificently blooming.

Luan Xiaoxue followed behind Ran Bing Bing. She didn't even ask who owned the house. When Ran Bing Bing opened the door, Luan Xiaoxue did not say a word.

As soon as Ran Bing Bing entered the room, she pulled Luan Xiaoxue and said: "Have a look around my house."

The house had two bedrooms and one living room, but Ran Bing Bing was very wide. However, Ran Bing Bing only cleaned up one room, and the other room was filled with miscellaneous items and books. Seeing that Luan Xiaoxue did not look at her bedroom at all, but instead looked at the sundry room, she smiled embarrassedly and said: "I am too tired from writing the script, I really don't want to tidy my room."

Luan Xiaoxue smiled. Just as she was about to speak, her phone rang. When she saw that it was Ma Yingjie's, she hung up. Ran Bing Bing looked curiously at Luan Xiaoxue and asked: "Whose phone call? Why didn't you pick it up?"

"A friend from the south. "Since you've left, you don't want to contact me." Luan Xiaoxue said the lie without thinking as she realized how simple it was to say the lie.

Ran Bing Bing gave a long "Oh" as if she understood. Turning around and entering the bedroom, Luan Xiaoxue quickly sent Ma Yingjie a message: It's inconvenient for me to stay at Ran Bing Bing's house.

Ran Bing Bing took out a pile of newspapers and threw it on the ground. She pointed at the newspaper and said: "Luan Xiaoxue, cut out the name of Mo Nan and the news of his photo." As she said this, she took out a newspaper, pointed to a special photo and said: "Luan Xiaoxue, look carefully, this is Luo Tianyun."

"Yes." Luan Xiaoxue nodded. She began to work. She did it very seriously, just like she did during Spring Festival, when she was cutting off the window flowers she loved. However, for newspapers with photos of Luo Tianyun, she couldn't help but look at them a few more times. The more she looked at them, the more she realized that this man wasn't old at all. Surprisingly, her heartbeat quickened, causing her to steal a glance at Ran Bing Bing who was writing in front of the laptop in her bedroom. Luckily, Ran Bing Bing had her back facing her, so she couldn't see her expression.

The news about Luo Tianyun jumped out one by one under Luan Xiaoxue's scissors. Only then did she realize that being a mayor was also a very tiring thing. There were endless meetings, endless villages, major events, public events, and so on. When news reports jumped into her eyes one after the other, she actually found himself admiring Luo Tianyun so much.

Luan Xiaoxue put down one newspaper and was about to take another when, "Bang!", her scissors suddenly fell to the ground. Hearing the sound, it turned out to be thunder. It was going to rain heavily. The afternoon was still fine, but now it seemed like a child's face was changing too quickly. Luan Xiaoxue remembered that her clothes were still hanging on the roof and hurriedly stood up. She said to Ran Bing Bing who was writing, "Bing Bing, it's going to rain soon. I'll be going now. I'll help you make it tomorrow night."

Ran Bing Bing walked out of the bedroom. She didn't keep Luan Xiao Xue, she didn't like sleeping in the same bed as Luan Xiao Xue. However, she still pretended to say: "Wait until I've put on a better show, then I'll bring you to stay at home for a few days."

Luan Xiaoxue also knew that what Ran Bing Bing said was not the truth, but she did not take it seriously either. Ye Zichen casually nodded, opened the door, and quickly went downstairs. She was really worried about what she would wear tomorrow if her clothes got wet.

Luan Xiaoxue didn't want to fight so she started to run. The passersby and the taxis looked at her curiously. She didn't care about the strange looks, she just wanted to avoid getting her clothes wet. She had brought several sets of clothes with her, but two of the better ones had been stolen from the roof, and only two of the old ones, worn for years, were left unattended.

The rain continued to fall relentlessly as it started to fall harder and harder. Soon after, a violent gale followed. Luan Xiaoxue was running with the wind. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't run fast. Her clothes were soon soaked. She couldn't care less and could only focus on getting home. When she ran back to the cabin, out of breath, she was stunned.