Tripod wedding

Chapter 12 Important People ([-])

Xu Ruofan's indifferent and almost cruel "farewell" to his biological father was enough to convince Xu Qingru that her sister hated their father to some extent.

This kind of hatred may be because of his father's derailment in marriage, or because of the mess his father left behind, or because of the charges of "academic fraud" and "stealing and selling national treasures", which made her sister feel ashamed and humiliated .

In this sense, Xu Qingru felt that she might be much luckier than her older sister.

At least, because she was far away from her biological father since she was a child, Xu Huiping had little influence on her outlook on life and values, and she did not have to bear the pressure and responsibility from the Xu family.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingru lowered her head with guilt.She can't do anything about her father.

"Okay, I'll take care of Qingru."

At this time, Fu Tianze had already promised Xu Ruofan's request, but Xu Qingru was speechless.

"Clear as"?
The name is quite smooth.

Shameless.

"Well, then I'll go first."

Xu Ruofan forced a smile at the two of them at last, straightened his body, and walked out the door.

Xu Qingru looked at her receding back, a little thin and thin, but her spine was extremely straight.

She looked back at her father who was still smiling, and she couldn't figure out how a father with "bad conduct" taught such a daughter who "killed relatives righteously".

"Let's go, Xiao Ru."

Caught off guard, the man paced in front of him, and it was too late to hide.

He called her Xiaoru.

This title made her take a step back instinctively, without giving Fu Tianze any glances, she turned and walked straight to the inner hall of "Tiankang Hall".

What an ambiguous title. In the past, he would always hold her in his arms and whisper in her ear over and over again: Xiaoru, Xiaoru, Xiaoru...

But later, she even hated her own name, because when she saw her name, she always felt that that person was still by her side, and she couldn't avoid calling her name over and over again.

Xu Huiping was lying quietly in the coffin in the inner hall. The mortician had already put on makeup for him. The technique was good, his face was not pale, his lips were not purple, and he could not be seen as a "dead person".

But this does not change the fact that he is already a dead man.

Perhaps it is the last respect and courtesy for the deceased to let the deceased be buried in such a beautiful appearance.Human beings always use the most vicious words to attack the same kind during life, and after death, they long for a little dignity from the same kind. In the end, they hope that there will be constant tributes in front of the grave during Qingming, and there will be constant incense in front of the portrait for many years.

With tears in Xu Qingru's eyes, she couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her father's familiar face.

A large, kind hand grasped her slender hand.

"Xiao Ru, he's dead."

The temperature in the palm of her hand was pressed against the back of her hand, and the warmth swayed in circles, but it condensed into ice, making her tremble all over.

Almost at the same moment, Xu Qingru pulled his hand out of his palm, hung it by his side, and clenched it unconsciously.

She still didn't look at that person, turned around and asked the funeral home staff who was helping:
"Is it going to be cremated?"

"Yes, the time is up. Is there anything else the family members want to explain?"

Xu Qingru lowered her eyes, and took a last look at her father, took out a necklace from her skirt pocket, and carefully placed it next to her father's ear.

A white gold diamond necklace, heart-shaped pendant, small and delicate.

It is the "token of love" between Xu Huiping and her mother Shen Mei.

But now, one of the owners of the necklace died, and the other was in a trance.

If the object loses the meaning of its owner, what value does it have?
Ah.

　Please collect it~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)