obsessed with love

Chapter 258
The third day is the burial.

The funeral service company arranged by Peng Yuchu will hold a farewell meeting for Ren Peiyin's remains in the funeral parlor, then cremate her and bury her in the previously purchased Baohuashan Cemetery.

There were too many people attending the farewell party, not counting relatives, Qiao Anming's business friends alone had hundreds of them, and wreaths were lined up from the auditorium to the entrance of the funeral home.

Qiao Anming stood next to the body in the auditorium to welcome the guests. A person came, and he bowed numbly, mechanically, with no expression on his face.

Peng Yuchu didn't tell Qiao Anming that he had called Du Ruo before, but secretly he had been waiting. He thought Du Ruo would definitely take this opportunity to come out, but in the end he didn't wait.

After ten o'clock in the morning, the farewell meeting ended, and Ren Peiyin was pushed into the sparks, and a family member was allowed to follow.

Qiao Anming handed it to Peng Yuchu with a numb expression: "I'll go in and see my mom for the last time. You can look after the child for me. Mother Chen fainted just now and was helped to the lounge."

Peng Yuchu took the child and wanted to find a few words to persuade Qiao Anming. It can be seen that his expression was cold, except that his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, he didn't seem to have much grief, so he gave up.

After Qiao Anming followed the staff of the funeral home, he was about to get out of Peng Yuchu's arms.

"Uncle Peng, they said that grandma passed away. Does death mean that she wants to live somewhere else?"

Peng Yuchu bent down and touched his forehead: "Who told you these words?"

"Mother who is dead, the grandmother who mother said has also passed away, so grandma lives alone on the mountain now, if grandma also lives on the mountain alone, can I go to see her when I am dead?"

Childish and childish, he still doesn't understand the meaning of death, but this kind of time can especially touch people's hearts.

Peng Yuchu sniffed: "No, although grandma has moved to the mountains, you will never see grandma again. Grandma has disappeared from this world..."

"Assistant Peng, is this the child?" Jiang Lei walked over suddenly. He had only heard that the old lady had found her grandson recently, but he had never seen her again.

Peng Yuchu gave a light "um" and picked him up: "Uncle."

After being obedient, he called uncle seriously.

Jiang Lei took his hand, and suddenly said half-jokingly: "No, it's wrong, you should call me uncle."

If he is Qiao Anming's son, then he should indeed be called Uncle Jiang Lei, because he has always called Sister Gu Lan before.

Peng Yuchu thought for a while, but said nothing, but the little guy suddenly pouted and said: "You are not the dead uncle, the dead uncle is not here, but with grandpa!"

How airy, so funny that Jiang Lei could only smile and pat his head: "Little thing, so small, with such a sharp mouth, who does he look like?"

"Who do you think you look like?" Peng Yuchu asked.

"Like Mr. Qiao..." Jiang Lei replied helplessly, "It's quite similar, the eyes and the expression between the eyebrows are very similar."

"Not only that, the tone and temper of this speech are very similar!"

When Qiao Anming came out, he had a white marble urn in his hand, his face was ugly, and his eyes were even more bloodshot.

Peng Yuchu hurriedly hugged her and walked forward: "Mr. Qiao, do you want to sit in the lounge for a while?"

"No need, let's go to the cemetery."

The people who went to the cemetery could only make up two cars. They were all close relatives, Qiao Anming, Peng Yuchu, oh, Chen Ma, Jiang Lei, and Xiao Zhang. The rest of the relatives and friends were sent away.

The cemetery is on the top of the mountain, facing west, facing the location of Ren's old house.

Everyone climbed up the stairs, Qiao Anming held the urn, and held the portrait in the name of the eldest grandson.

Chen Ma cried all the way, holding one hand, and being supported by Xiao Zhang with the other.

The staff of the cemetery had been waiting there for a long time, and the subsequent procedure was to put the urn under the tombstone, cover the soil, and erect the monument.

The words on the tombstone had already been drawn in red, so the procedure was finished in a short time, and the remaining family members stood in front of the tombstone in several rows, kowtowing, and no one spoke.

Finally, Lie broke the silence first, he tugged on Raqiao Anming's sleeve: "Dad, Lie is hungry."

It is nothing more than a child under the age of three, so naturally he doesn't understand anything, so Qiao Anming turned to look at the people behind him, and finally his eyes stopped on Peng Yuchu: "It's getting late, you can take them all down the mountain first, and I will drive back by myself in a while .”

Peng Yuchu thought for a while: "Okay, then if you have something to do, call me."

Soon all the people behind were astigmatized, and Qiao Anming was really the only one left in the empty cemetery.

He stood blankly in front of the tombstone for a while, feeling the moisture in the mountains rise up, and the rain began to drip from his head, but he didn't move.

After standing still like this for about half an hour, my legs felt a little numb, and my consciousness began to trance. I felt a figure moving over within my line of sight. I knelt down in front of the stele, put down a bunch of white chrysanthemums in my hand, and kowtowed.

Du Ruo had actually been waiting here for nearly two hours.

She originally wanted to wait for everyone to leave before showing up, but Qiao Anming had been standing stupidly in front of the tomb, her tall back was a little sprained, and it was about to rain, and the autumn rain in the mountains was falling hard. But he didn't intend to leave yet, so Du Ruo had no choice but to walk over.

"Go down the mountain, Qiao Anming." She stood up and asked.

Qiao Anming didn't answer, and didn't even move his eyes.

Du Ruo swallowed, her throat hurt badly, but she didn't dare to cry, because Qiao Anming would be sadder when she cried, so she could only gently tug on his sleeve again: "Go down the mountain, okay?"

The man beside him was still silent, like a sealed statue.

Du Ruo had never seen Qiao Anming like this before, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were dead silent. She knew he was very sad, but people cannot be resurrected after death.

"When my mother passed away, you said something to me. You said that you should let the dead rest in peace and let the living one go. Now I return this sentence to you, Qiao Anming. Your mother has gone. You can stand here It's useless, come down the mountain with me."

Qiao Anming's eyes moved, and his eyelids drooped, looking at Du Ruo beside him with a distressed expression.

He didn't know when she came, and he didn't know how she appeared here, but he clearly felt that the tension in his heart broke, and it broke when he saw Du Ruo's glance.

God knows how much he needs her comfort at this time, but how much he doesn't want her to appear.

"Du Ruo, what are you doing here?"

"I'll come and see you. I know you're sad, but you can't keep restraining yourself like this, or something will happen." She knew Qiao Anming too well. The calmer she looked, the more turbulent her heart was. What's more, to him, Ren Peiyin Is the most important relative in this world.

"Come down the mountain with me, it's starting to rain. It will rain heavily in a while, and the mountain road will be difficult to walk." She still persuaded, not daring to speak too loudly.

Qiao Anming glanced at her, and gently pushed her aside with his hand: "You go down the mountain first, and let me stay here alone for a while."

"Then I will accompany you!"

"No, don't get in the rain with me here!"

"I am willing!"

Qiao Anming turned his body sideways, looked at Ren Peiyin's photo on the tombstone, but said, "Be obedient, let's go."

"If you don't leave, I won't leave either. At worst, we'll be drenched in the rain together." Du Ruo simply refused to persuade her, and turned to face the tombstone.

Like two fools, standing in the rain like pines and cypresses.

After standing for about 10 minutes, the light rain turned into raindrops, and the rain became more and more fierce, and both of them were drenched.

Gradually, Du Ruo couldn't stand up anymore, his eyes drifted away, and the shadows of the trees in front of him overlapped.

Qiao Anming felt the people around her fall to one side, and supported her: "I told you to go, why didn't you go?"

"Then I told you to leave, but you didn't leave either!" She wanted to compete with him anyway, Qiao Anming had no choice but to do it, "Du Ruo, are you trying to annoy me?"

"I don't, I'm worried about you. I know your mother is very important to you, but you also have to worry about your own body. Is it useful to stand here in the rain? Is it useful to keep stretching yourself, not crying or laughing? You will Do you know what happened?"

"Even if something happens, it's my own fault!"

"No, why is it your own business? You are Jie's father, if you are not allowed to have an accident, you can't have an accident!" Du Ruo used it as an excuse, Qiao Anming straightened her up, and let go of her waist.

"Okay, what about you? Have you ever cared about me these days? Do you care about my accident?"

Du Ruo suddenly lost his voice, and turned his face to one side.

Qiao Anming pinched her wrist, and the mountain wind was astonishingly strong. He insisted on shouting: "Answer me, do you care?"

"What do you think?" Du Ruo couldn't shake off his hand, so she could only face her face to face. The rain poured down and she couldn't see clearly, but the words were firm: "If I don't care, I can't come here, It is even more impossible to be here with you in the rain! Qiao Anming, I know the pain of losing a loved one, because I have also experienced it. When my mother passed away, you still persuaded me, but why do you feel tense when things happen to you? ? Then let me ask you, how long do you plan to stand here? Stand until the rain stops? Stand until the sun goes down? It’s okay, I will accompany you!”

She talked a lot in one breath, her face was washed white by the rain, but her pupils were frighteningly red.

She is crying!
Qiao Anming let go of his hand, and Du Ruo staggered back a few steps due to inertia, and finally stood still, but heard a sentence: "Let's go, I can't beat you, go down the mountain!"

It took about half an hour to walk down the mountain from the top of the mountain, and the rain didn't stop, and the clothes were soaked inside and out.

"Go to my place, take a shower and change clothes." Qiao Anming started the car and drove away with the same tone of command.

From the cemetery, the nearest is Qiao Anming's duplex apartment in the urban area. It took four to ten minutes on the road, and the drive was quite fast all the way.

After entering the door, he took a dry bath towel and threw it to Du Ruo: "Wrap it up, go to the bathroom to take a bath, and I'll get you clothes."

In fact, he himself was also wet all over, but he still wanted to take care of Du Ruo first.

Du Ruo was shivering from the cold, but he didn't care, and ran to the bathroom with the towel thrown by Qiao Anming.

Fortunately, the jacuzzi in the master bedroom is very big. Du Ruo put a tub full of hot water and lay down in it. The frozen cells all over her body were fully revived. She soaked in it until her skin turned red all over.

Going out in Qiao Anming's clothes, there was no sound in the whole apartment.

Where has he gone?
"Qiao Anming..." Du Ruo yelled a few times, but no one responded. At that time, the first reaction in his mind was: He won't do stupid things.

She was so frightened that she hurried upstairs. The second floor was an attic with a very open space, which was used as a semi-enclosed bedroom and workshop. Qiao Anming sat on the wide and long sofa with her head on the backrest, changed into pajamas, and her hair Wet, should have just taken a shower.

"Qiao Anming..." Du Ruo walked over softly.

The person on the sofa didn't move, and it was only when he walked in front of him that he closed his eyes.

Fell asleep?sleep so fast?
"Qiao Anming, go to bed and sleep." Du Ruo pushed the back of his hand again, and found that something was wrong. The back of his hand was hot, and he tried the temperature of his forehead again, which made Du Ruo retract his hand even more.

Have a fever?

Du Ruo leaned over and shook lightly: "Wake up, is there something wrong with you?"

Qiao Anming moved his body reluctantly, and raised his eyelids: "My head hurts."

"You seem to have a fever. Is there any fever-reducing medicine in this room?"

"No…"

"Then I'll buy it for you." Du Ruo turned around and was about to go downstairs, but Qiao Anming grabbed his hand: "No need, I'll just sleep."

"No, you are very hot, and the temperature will not be low. You will definitely not get better after sleeping."

Du Ruo insisted on going out to buy medicine, and ran downstairs. When he got to the door, he realized that it was raining heavily outside. He went upstairs again and asked Qiao Anming, "Do you have an umbrella here?"

"It seems there is."

"Where?"

"...I don't remember much, look at the shoe cabinet downstairs..." Qiao Anming was so burned that he didn't want to speak, the temperature rose too fast, and his voice became hoarse and low.

Seeing him like this, Du Ruo didn't ask any more questions, and ran downstairs again, and searched in the shoe cabinet, but there was no umbrella at all.

Forget it, don't care, she just rushed into the rain with her head in her arms.

Fortunately, there is a pharmacy at the entrance of the apartment complex. Du Ruo ran in and bought antipyretics and a thermometer, and rushed back as fast as possible.

Qiao Anming was still lying on the sofa, leaning to the side, his face was burning hot, and even his cheeks began to turn red.

He had barely slept in the past week. He was with Ren Pain before, and then he dealt with the affairs behind him. Grief and exhaustion were handed over. In addition, he was drenched in the rain on the mountain, and his body suddenly fell over.

Du Ruo knew that he was in deep pain, and this time he was completely exhausted physically and mentally, so he felt very sorry for Qiao Anming.

"Can you still get up? I bought the medicine back." She asked beside him.

Qiao Anming moved his mouth in a daze, as if he was covered in "hmm".

Du Ruo quickly supported him by the shoulders and put the water cup and medicine in his hands: "Fever-reducing medicine, take one first, if the fever doesn't subside by night, shall we go to the hospital?"

He didn't want to, so he swallowed the medicine and insisted on holding back his smile: "You don't need to go to the hospital, it's fine. I'll take a nap in the afternoon." After speaking, he stood up and walked to the bed. Ask: "What about you? Are you leaving?"

"No, I'll wait until your fever subsides before leaving."

"Well, I'll leave later." Qiao Anming smiled suddenly, as if she was satisfied with her answer.

Du Ruo felt that Qiao Anming, who was standing in front of the bed with a flushed face, looked like a big child.

"Go to sleep, I won't leave for now." She also smiled, closed the door for Qiao Anming and went out.

Maybe it was because of the medicine, Qiao Anming fell asleep soon.

Du Ruo went to the bathroom downstairs to take a shower again, because he got wet again when he went out to buy medicine just now, and he changed into Qiao Anming's shirt again, but the temperature dropped a lot due to the rain, so Du Ruo took some clothes from his closet again. Throw it on with a thin sweater.

Just as they were getting ready, they vaguely heard Qiao Anming's cell phone ringing. Du Ruo hurried upstairs. Fortunately, the person on the bed did not wake up.

She found Qiao Anming's wet coat in the small bathroom in the attic, and the phone was in his coat pocket.

The words "Peng Yuchu" were displayed on the screen of the phone. Du Ruo didn't want to answer it, but the phone kept ringing. She was afraid of waking Qiao Anming, so she bit the bullet and answered it.

"Hello, Assistant Peng, I'm Du Ruo." She deliberately lowered her voice.

Peng Yuchu was slightly taken aback, but his voice was still steady: "Sorry, I'm looking for Mr. Qiao."

"Mr. Qiao got a fever in the rain. He just took his medicine and fell asleep. Do you have anything urgent to do with him? Do you need me to wake him up?"

"Have a fever?" Peng Yuchu was even more surprised, but quickly said: "He has hardly slept in the past few days, so tired that it is inevitable that his resistance will be weak, so don't wake him up, it's fine, I just want to tell him Hey, I won’t send him there today, he’s having a good time with my daughter at my house, besides, Mama Chen is not in good spirits these days, and no one will take the child back.”

"That's not good, the little guy is quite naughty, you should bring it over, I can take it."

Peng Yuchu seemed to be thinking about it for a while, and suddenly asked: "Miss Du, why didn't you attend the funeral of the old lady."

Du Ruo felt that his question was a bit abrupt, but he answered honestly: "I don't think it's convenient for me to attend that kind of occasion. Many relatives of Qiao's family and customers of Sheng'an have been there. If I show up suddenly, it's fine. What?"

This was her concern, and she didn't want to burden Qiao Anming on that occasion.

Peng Yuchu thought about it, and his tone softened a bit: "Yes, it's really not good. I didn't think about it before."

"It's ok."

"Then stay at my place tonight, it's raining outside, not to mention Mr. Qiao has a fever, you have to take care of Mr. Qiao." Peng Yuchu made a decision for her, but Du Ruo couldn't refute it, and was about to thank him. The head said again: "Miss Du, I know I shouldn't meddle in your private affairs with Mr. Qiao, but as a bystander, I hope you can spend some time with him recently. The old lady just left, and he should feel bad. Those of us The company of your subordinates and friends is not as important as yours, you should know that Mr. Qiao cares about you very much."

She nodded slightly and said nothing.

After hanging up Peng Yuchu's phone call, Du Ruo walked from the bathroom to the bed. The person on the bed was in a deep sleep, completely undisturbed by the ringing of the phone, but there was a layer of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Du Ruo went to twist a warm towel to wipe him off. He hummed and turned to one side. Du Ruo thought he was about to wake up, so he squatted down beside the bed and asked, "Qiao Anming, are you feeling better?" ?”

But he didn't wake up, didn't open his eyelids, and soon fell asleep again, snoring lightly.

Du Ruo had no choice but to measure his temperature with an electronic thermometer next to his ear. His temperature was 39.2, showing no sign of his fever going down, but he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he could only wipe his forehead and arms with a warm towel over and over again.

After wiping it back and forth many times, the temperature still didn't drop at all, so Du Ruo simply went to the bathroom and put a basin of warm water over it, leaned over and began to untie Qiao Anming's pajamas...

Qiao Anming was in a daze from the fever, his head was as heavy as lead, but he could still feel something warm rubbing against his chest.

When he opened his eyes, he first saw Du Ruo's eyes, the eyelashes drooping down, long and dense forming a half-circle shadow under the eyelids, and then the hair, the short hair barely reaching the chin was bound by her with a hair tie Behind the head, many small short hairs are messily scattered on the cheeks.

She wiped it seriously, and pressed the warm towel against Qiao Anming's chest to his lower abdomen, completely unaware that Qiao Anming had woken up.

It wasn't until Qiao Anming held her arm that she glanced at his face in fright, and something went wrong. Qiao Anming was staring at her in a daze, her breathing was not rapid, and her eyes were full of unknown hot emotions.

"What are you doing?"

"Well... I see that you are burning badly, so I want to wipe it with warm water for you to dissipate heat faster..."

"Who taught you this?"

"..." Du Ruo was stunned, "This is the basic common sense of physical cooling!" Du Ruo felt that Qiao Anming's tone was very strange.

He really had nothing to do with her, he knew it was physical cooling, but it was of no use to him at all, because Du Ruo was half kneeling on the bed at that time, with his face so close to him, his hands still on his chest, She undid all the buttons of her pajamas...

Such an atmosphere and posture... God... Qiao Anming himself felt a rush of heat rushing to his forehead.

"Do you really think this is useful?"

"What?" Du Ruo was baffled by his question, so he could only withdraw his hand hastily, but still knelt on the edge of the bed.

Qiao Anming forced himself to sit up, but his entire upper body was exposed outside the quilt. Du Ruo didn't know where to put his eyes. He could only float to the ceiling and look at the ground for a while.

Qiao Anming smiled faintly, and pulled her to his side: "My head still hurts, and I was woken up by you. Do you really think this is helping me cool down? Why do I feel... my body is hotter?"

Du Ruo is not an idiot, she knew what he meant, but she pretended to be stupid: "Well... I still have ice cubes in the refrigerator, I'll wrap some in a towel..." She wanted to get out of bed as she said that, but suddenly Qiao Anming pulled him back again.

Maybe it was because he was pulling too hard, Du Ruo lay half on his exposed chest, almost directly touching his face...

My God... She didn't dare to hold her breath, because the place where her hands could touch was scorching hot.

"You just left me here?" Qiao Anming's hoarse voice came from above his head.

Du Ruo gritted his teeth, not daring to speak.

Qiao Anming knew that she didn't understand, so she let go of her hand: "Button my pajamas, help me."

"You can buckle it yourself."

"I'm sick, and you were the one who solved it." Qiao Anming had a cold face, as if he was quite reasonable. Seeing that he was indeed weak, Du Ruo didn't care about it, and knelt down to help him button his buttons.

In fact, it's nothing, the two of them have done what they should do, so Du Ruo is also very natural, simply and neatly, first buckle up from the lower abdomen, follow his muscle curve all the way to the collar...

Qiao An stared intently at Du Ruo's forehead and the tip of her nose, because they were so close, she could still smell the freshly washed shower gel on her body.

The weak body and empty heart suddenly seemed to be filled with something at that moment.

How much he thought about going on like this in the future.

With his hands in his arms, Du Ruo, who was still buttoning up his buttons, was completely embraced by him.

"Du Ruo, stay with me tonight!"

(End of this chapter)