Chapter 7 Tomb Sweeping

"Why don't you eat it?"

Wen Ruoli wiped her mouth with a piece of paper on the coffee table, and asked suspiciously, in fact, she was mostly hiding the embarrassment of the embarrassed appearance of the food she had just eaten.

There was a sticky lump of soup on the tissue, you can imagine how much Wen Ruoli devoured when she ate just now, and the corners of her mouth were everywhere.

Back then, Ou Jingbo rolled his eyes and complained that Wen Ruoli ate indecently, and now it is the same, wiping his lips clean, Wen Ruoli thought in his heart, seeing himself like this, Ou Jingbo must be very disgusted, and he simply stopped raising his eyes to look at each other.

"I've never liked to eat these."

Ou Jingbo's cold voice came, as if he had also traveled through time and space, pulled from distant memories.

Wen Ruoli sat up straight: "I'm full." ”

Pointing to the room Wen Ruoli had selected before, Ou Jingbo said softly: "After eating, let's go and rest!" ”

Ou Jingbo's expression seemed to be a little sad, Wen Ruoli didn't say more, raised his feet obediently, and then walked straight towards the room, closed the door, originally wanted to lock the door, but when he raised his hand, he thought about it and put it down again.

The next body is still a little painful, do you care about what has already happened?

And now she is humble to the dust, even if Ou Jingbo wants to do anything, she can't help it.

What's more, that person is Ou Jingbo, and he is willing to do anything.

Turn on the mobile phone, the plate type is relatively old, but it is still relatively smooth, Wen Ruoli has never been very keen on these electronic products, and now he is even less picky.

Because of the switch to a new location, the mobile phone pushed the city's major news.

Ye Fan, director of Haoyang Group, held a wedding this month, and the bride's name was Du Xue.

Wen Ruoli's fingers trembled, and the phone slipped on the side of the bed without grasping it firmly, almost falling to the ground.

On the news, there is also a short interview video, Wen Ruoli picked up the mobile phone and reluctantly pressed the play button, and Ye Fan's face appeared directly on it.

Expensive suit, standing downstairs in Haoyang Company, brazenly showing the appearance of a hypocrite.

"Although your ex-wife has passed away for two years, the new marriage is still a little fast, did you choose this marriage to forget the pain of your ex-wife's death?"

The reporter's interview is tricky, and he has to pull out the news from different angles, and if the answer is slightly careless, it will be edited into various versions, which will provoke passers-by to spurn and disgust and then provoke right and wrong.

Ye Fan's face showed a painful expression, and his voice was a little choked: "For Ruoli, she will always be the woman I love the most in my heart, but the deceased is gone, and the most reassuring thing about her when she leaves is that she is afraid that I will go with her, and entrust Xue'er to me to accompany me for the rest of my life......"

As he spoke, Ye Fan's eyes also turned red, and he swallowed his saliva and pretended to control his emotions.

"In the past two years, if it weren't for Cher being by my side all the time, I really wouldn't have survived......"

did not directly answer the speed of marriage, and acted in a big scene, a man's crocodile-like tears, and uncontrollable emotions made people cry, thinking it was infatuation.

Wen Ruoli threw the phone directly on the bed, his fingers clenched tightly, his mind was completely Ye Fan's disguise, and when he thought of the other party, he hated to break him into pieces.

Haoyang Group ......

It was a company that Wen Ruoli's parents had worked hard to create all their lives, and it was completely swallowed up by Ye Fan.

Wen Ruoli's eyes were red, and the hatred in her eyes was clearly visible.

Since God has given her a chance to be reborn, no matter whether she lives well or not, in this life, she will definitely recover everything that others owe, as for Ye Fan and Du Xue, they will not be able to escape from the blood debt.

Dizzy, I didn't know how to fall asleep, and slept until the night, because the door lock was not closed, Wen Ruoli didn't sleep very well, but fortunately, there was no movement all night, and Ou Jingbo didn't make any moves.

Wen Ruoli has never been in the habit of sleeping lazy, of course, not necessarily if he is drunk.

So I got up early to wash, cleaned up and gently opened the door to the living room, and found that Ou Jingbo was already waiting in the living room.

Glancing at her, Ou Jingbo got up directly, holding the car keys in his hand.

"Let's go!"

The slender thighs stepped over and left first, and Wen Ruoli followed behind.

In the car, I don't know if it's the reason for sweeping the tomb, the atmosphere is very depressing, and neither of them spoke along the way.

When he arrived at the location, Ou Jingbo unbuckled his seat belt and said, "You wait in the car." ”

It's not that he's asking, it's just a simple order, it's just that Wen Ruoli subconsciously tugged on Ou Jingbo's cuffs, frowning slightly: "I also want to go and see." ”

Wen Ruoli is not a talkative person, and he has known Ou Jingbo for so long, and rarely asks for it, but now, ...... The firmness in his eyes turned out to be suspicious, as if he had completely changed his temperament, and his tone was tough to the bone.

There was a moment of scarcity, and when he reacted, Ou Jingbo actually said hello directly.

The two of them walked through the rows of mausoleums, and when they were about to arrive, Ou Jingbo didn't understand why he said hello so naturally just now, without thinking about it, like a stress reaction.

Every time she got closer, Wen Ruoli's body became softer, and her feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and she didn't have any strength at all.

But something seemed to be pushing and shoving, and she couldn't wait to see it...... Take a look at her grave...... Think of what she looks like lying inside.

Next to the tombstone of Wen Ruoli's parents, there is her own tombstone, and the three words Wen Ruoli on it are a little dazzling. Every gesture was like a stab in her chest, and it hurt raw.

His parents died in a car accident, very suddenly, Wen Ruoli was in pain at that time, and was in a coma for three days and three nights.

It's just that if their parents knew that Wen Ruoli would have died less than a month after their death, they don't know how sad they would be.

Ou Jingbo placed a few simple bunches of lilies in front of the tombs of Wen's parents and Wen Ruoli, and muttered in his mouth: "Ruoli and Uncle Wen's uncle and aunt don't like luxury, they like simplicity. ”

Wen Ruoli's eyes were red, and when Ou Jingbo's eyes glanced over, it was too late to dodge.

The other party's brows furrowed slightly: "What are you crying for?" ”

"I ...... I just looked at the girl in the photo so young and beautiful, and I felt a pity. ”

Ou Jingbo looked pained, squatted down gently, and touched Wen Ruoli on the tombstone in black and white with his hand, his fingers trembling.