Chapter 11: The Mysterious Bouquet

When Ran Xixi woke up, it took her half a minute to figure out where she was.

actually occupied Lu Qinghuan's bedroom, she was a little panicked, and instinctively pulled up the quilt and checked the clothes on her body. The clothes are still well worn on her body, but they are a little wrinkled, Ran Xixi let out a sigh of relief, fortunately, she should not have made any excessive moves.

If you really get drunk and mess around, it will be a shame.

With an unbearable headache, she covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, and her not very fresh tone made Ran Xixi frown fiercely.

Getting out of bed, she tiptoed to the next room and saw that Lu Qinghuan was sleeping and hadn't closed the door.

Ran Xixi hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went back to the room and immediately went to take a bath.

Hot water poured all over her body, and the headache after the hangover seemed to have been greatly relieved, and she massaged her scalp vigorously with her fingertips, and the whole person finally came to her senses. With her sober mind, Ran Xixi also vaguely remembered what happened last night, eating, drinking, she greedily drank most of the remaining half of the red wine, and seemed to be pulling Lu Qinghuan to dance.

And then, she really couldn't remember, it seemed ...... He was picked up by him and carried him back to the bedroom. It should have been, because she felt that according to her state at the time, there was zero chance of honestly walking back to the bedroom.

Ran Xixi wrapped herself in a bath towel, reached out to wipe off the haze on the mirror, and when she brushed her teeth, she kept sighing at herself in the mirror.

When she walked out of the bathroom, Lu Qinghuan actually got up, he was walking around outside, probably preparing breakfast. Ran Xixi looked back and saw that there was a brand new set of women's clothes on the bed, from underwear to shirts. Intoxicated chapters billions of terriers new

She quickly dressed, tidied up, and walked out a little embarrassed.

"I'll come. ”

Ran Xixi walked into the kitchen, breakfast was relatively simple, she went to the company every day after eating in the apartment when she went to work, so it was easy to do.

"Okay, I'll go serve you the decanter soup. ”

Lu Qinghuan was not polite to her, and turned to look at the small pot on the stove next to her, in which a pot of decanting soup was boiling. He picked up the small bowl, took out some first, and put it on the table to dry.

Seeing this, she asked embarrassedly, "Did I trouble you again last night?"

He turned back from the restaurant and looked at Ran Xixi from head to toe, before he replied with a smile: "It seems that after sleeping, you are no longer interested in dancing." ”

She couldn't help but show a shy expression, and hurriedly concentrated on frying eggs.

Suddenly, Ran Xixi remembered something, she turned her head sharply again, making sure that she was not mistaken, Lu Qinghuan's hand was indeed wrapped in a layer of gauze.

"What's wrong with your hand? Did I get it last night?"

It can't be that you got drunk and hurt him...... Ran Xixi was so frightened that his face turned white.

Lu Qinghuan raised his hand and glanced at it lightly, and then replied slowly: "No, I bumped into it when I was taking a bath, and I cut my hand, it's not serious, and the gauze is just to be waterproof." ”

She was still a little skeptical: "Really?"

He raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to tear it down and show you? ”

Ran Xixi hurriedly said no, and told him not to touch the water, so as not to infect the wound.

Lu Qinghuan smiled, leaned close to her face, and said softly: "Then you stay, look at me every day, and remind me." Otherwise, I can't remember. ”

She was speechless.

The eggs "sizzled" in the pan, and he took her hand and carefully turned them over with a spatula.

"It's almost mushy. ”

Ritsu Qinghuan's hot breath sprayed on her reddened earlobes, and even there was a hint of a smile in her voice.

Pursing her lips slightly, Ran Xixi felt that her face was now so hot that she could also fry eggs.

After the two had breakfast, Lu Qinghuan changed into a black suit and went to the cemetery in the suburbs with Ran Xixi. However, because the cemetery of Ran Tianze and his wife does not belong to the same cemetery as the cemetery of Qiujing, their itinerary today is relatively compact, and they may have to toss for almost a day. Moreover, this still needs to be based on the fact that the road is not particularly congested, and once the traffic is jammed, it may be more time-consuming.

"Which cemetery to go to first?"

After getting in the car, Lu Qinghuan set up a driving navigation and let Ran Xixi take the idea first.

She judged the direction and found that no matter how she designed the route, she couldn't make it a way, and she always had to go around. So, she decided to go to see Ran Tianze and his wife first, and the kindness of her adoptive parents was more important to her.

And, most importantly, since the Manhattan bombing, she had to return to China as Diao Ranran, and she never went to visit the graves of her adoptive parents in an honest manner, and every time she went, she was doubly careful, avoiding everyone, and sneaking around. Now, it is not easy for me to get back the identity of Ran's daughter, and it is only natural that I should go to worship again.

After arriving at the cemetery, the two parked their cars and went to the store at the door to buy various worship supplies and carry them in their hands.

Ran Tianze and his wife did not share the tomb, but separated and buried separately. First, because the woman died earlier, and secondly, because Ran Tianze committed suicide after going bankrupt, and his widow Ruan Fan naturally did not want him to be buried in the same cave with his deceased wife. In addition, the rest of the Ran family was not willing to meddle in this matter, so Ran Tianze was hastily buried and buried, and even this expensive cemetery was bought in advance by himself in the early years.

Staring at the photos on the tombstone, after a long time, he lit the incense and candles with his own hands, and Ran Xixi put flowers and fruits, all kinds of paper houses, paper clothes, and paper people, and squatted silently, burning the paper money.

Lu Qinghuan stood aside, occasionally helping her hand things over, or shielding her from the wind, worried that she would have a headache from the wind in the suburbs.

"You talk to him, I'll wait for you next to you, don't worry. ”

After Ran Xixi finished burning the paper money, Lu Qinghuan took the initiative to say, he felt that it was rare for her to come once, and she would definitely want to talk to Ran Tianze, it was always not good for an outsider to stand next to her.

She nodded, stood up, and looked at a gazebo next to her: "Leeward over there, you go over first, I'll come later." ”

Lu Qinghuan said okay, and then left first.

Seeing him walk away, Ran Xixi turned his head again, looking at Ran Tianze's last photo without blinking. She felt that she had so many things in her heart that she wanted to say to him, but she couldn't open her mouth, all of them were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

She really wanted to ask whether the bankruptcy of the Ran family was jointly created by Diao Chengxi and Ruan Fan, how many conspiracies were there, who were involved, and whose hands did the benefits fall into. She wanted to ask even more if Ran Tianze, who had been up and down in the business world for 30 years, finally chose to commit suicide by jumping off a building, whether he was really disheartened or had something else to hide.

In addition to these, Ran Xixi now has one more question, that is, the real cause of death in Qiujing.

She vaguely felt that Ran Tianze should know. Back then, Qiu Jing wanted to leave Zhonghai with him, but at that time, the two of them had already married one and the other married according to the wishes of their elders. In the end, reason overcame emotion, and Ran Tianze's rejection of her was equivalent to extinguishing the last fire in her heart - that peerless woman still didn't get the love she wanted after all.

"For all these years, I have never doubted that I am not your biological daughter. Even now, in my heart, you will always be my only father. I'm ashamed to have wasted so much time without investigating the real cause of your death. Before, it was me who was too willful and selfish, and I spent all my energy and feelings on someone who was not worthy. From now on, I will retain the dignity and pride that belong to our Ran family, and if you and my mother really died in vain, I will seek justice for you. ”

After saying that, Ran Xixi bowed deeply.

Then, she personally offered incense and bowed in front of the tomb of Ran Tianze and his wife, and after a series of all the things were done, Ran Xixi walked quickly to the pavilion not far away without saying a word, where Lu Qinghuan was waiting for her.

"Alright, let's go. ”

The wind whistled past the two of them, and they tightened their trench coats in unison. Probably because of the remote location, the atmosphere is solemn, and the temperature in the cemetery is always lower than in the city, and staying in it for a long time makes people feel that the cold is rising from the soles of their feet.

Seeing that Ran Xixi was not lightly frozen, and when he came out of the cemetery, it was noon, the two found a restaurant on the road, had lunch in a hurry, and then rushed to another cemetery.

Ran Xixi was okay, he took a nap on the road for a while, and Lu Qinghuan drove the whole time and couldn't relax for a moment, so it was hard.

When she arrived at the cemetery, she looked at his tired face, and couldn't bear it, so she took the initiative to propose: "I'll go by myself, you stay in the car, just enough to squint for a while." ”

Lu Qinghuan rubbed his temples, he had barely slept all night last night, and he barely slept for more than two hours when it was almost dawn.

"I'm really fine and I'll be back soon. ”

Seeing that Ran Xixi's tone was resolute, not pretending to be polite, Lu Qinghuan thought about it, and also felt that if he didn't hurry up and rest, when he returned, he would probably have to let her drive, which would be even more troublesome.

"Okay, call as soon as you have something, I'll be waiting for you in the car. ”

He didn't insist any longer, escorted her into the cemetery gate, and then returned to the car and closed her eyes to take a nap.

Ran Xixi carried incense candles and paper money, and with his memory, he walked all the way to the tomb of Qiujing.

She thought she had misunderstood, but when she got closer, she realized that she was really not wrong: there were two bouquets of flowers in front of her mother's tombstone. In terms of time, one bundle is earlier, and the other is later. Moreover, it should be sent by the same person, and it should be from the same flower shop, because whether it is the type of flower or the outer wrapper, it is exactly the same.

Ran Xixi put things down and looked at the two bouquets carefully, she wanted to figure out who sent them.

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