13 The meaning of three bows

Luo Qunhang's handsome face was cut with a hangover, and a slightly blue stubble appeared on his resolute chin, standing in the morning light full of handsome and masculine masculinity.

The shop clerk was slightly stunned, and the deer bumped into his heart. Luo Qunhang was unconscious. He pointed to the gorgeous and elegant tulips in the flower shop and said, "Please give me a bunch of pure white tulips."

Tina was stunned. No one was more familiar with the flower language of tulips than her. Pure white tulips indicate "dead love". She turned her head to look at Luo Qunhang and was a little uneasy. She asked softly, "Why do you think of sending her white tulips?"

Luo Qunhang looked at the tulips in his hand. The red ribbon wrapped around the verdant tulip stem. The pure white flowers were spotless and beautiful. He whispered, "I think there are tulips in her house. Maybe this is her favorite flower."

Tina was gently stunned. She didn't expect that a basin of tulips on the balcony had also been seen by Luo Qunhang. Her heart was a little inexplicably sour. She looked at the tall figure of Luo Qunhang moving forward and followed gently.

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At the heavy and solemn funeral, Tina saw the middle-aged woman who hugged the guests in tears from afar. She unconsciously eased her steps and barely suppressed the bursts of tears. Knowing that her mother was doing well, she was relieved.

Her dress naturally showed noble and dignified manners. Although she hugged the guests and cried, she did not howled presumptuously. She just restrained her sadness as much as possible. Next to her stood a tall and elegant middle-aged man and two handsome boys of different ages, who accompanied her solemnly. .

Tina knew that it was her stepfather and two half-brothers. She had never dealt with them, but they were willing to travel across the sea to accompany their mother to organize and attend her funeral, which showed the importance of their mother in their minds.

She wanted to cry, but she smiled.

Luo Qunhang took a few steps quickly and came to Tina's mother. Seeing the face that looked like Tina, his heart was shocked and his eyes were even more gloomy. He held her hand tightly, held it hard, and whispered, "Auntie, I'm sorry for your loss."

Tina's mother nodded gently. Her beautiful eyes seemed to see through people's hearts over the years. She gently patted him on the shoulder and comforted her, "You are the same. I don't think Tina wants her friends to be too sad."

This young man may have a close relationship with Tina, so he is so lonely that his sadness is about to overflow from the deep dark eyes.

He nodded slightly and walked to the right. His body shook, and his eyes stopped on Tina in the coffin for a long time. Her beautiful and bright face was lifelike, except for her pale face, as if she had been alive.

An inexplicable pain rose from the bottom of his heart and spread everywhere. Luo Qunhang clenched his fists and didn't want to make himself lose his temper in public. He put the white tulip next to her, and then stretched out his hand to gently touch Tina's face. Like ice, his eyes became soft and vivid.

Tina stared at Luo Qunhang's movements, and her heart trembled slightly. Her mother had taken her hand and asked, "Are you Xintian? Thank you for taking care of Tina over the years."

Under the familiar and gentle eyes, Tina originally wanted to answer with a smile, but tears came out of her eyes.

The mother paused slightly, and the hard-pressed sadness rushed to her throat, turning into a choking, and Tina was already lying on her shoulder and crying presumptuously.

"Mom..." As soon as the vague word overflowed, Tina was immediately more sad and tried her best to change her words: "Auntie, I'm so sad, so sad..." Tears rained down and wet her mother's clothes. She didn't expect that she would cry like a child.

My mother was stunned. Somehow, the girl who only called her a few phone calls gave her a feeling of blood connection, which made her suppress her sadness for half a day. Suddenly, she broke out of the embankment and cried with her.

I don't know how long the two of them cried. A warm big hand patted them on the shoulder and offered two tissues at the same time. They said, "Xiuyan, it's good for you to finally cry. It's not good for your body to endure it all the time."

Fang Xiuyan nodded, looked at the guests waiting behind, wiped her tears, patted Xintian, and said, "Tiantian, auntie, I have something to say to you later."

Tina nodded, and her stepfather Wenwen's eyes looked at her, as if there was a trace of surprise and excitement. He patted her on the shoulder and said, "Is your name Xintian? You are Tina's friend and our friend. No matter what problem you encounter, you can contact us."

She raised her head with a little surprise, but got a sincere and encouraging smile. Unexpectedly, her stepfather was such a good person that her mother could live a happy and prosperous life for the rest of her life.

She suppressed her heartbeat and slowly walked to the coffin. Seeing the huge impact of herself lying in it, it almost made her lose her composure. Who was reborn with Xintian? Her consciousness survived but lived in Xintian's body. The world thought that she was Xintian, and she could not return to the original track of life.

She can't recognize her mother, but she wants to be filial to her mother.

She can't go back to the company where she works, but she has to go back to work where Xin Tian worked, and no matter what Xin Tian has done, she will bear it from now on.

All her life trajectories have turned upside down.

Who was reborn between her and Xin Tian? She smiled.

After that day, some of them passed away, and some of them were reborn and became the people standing in front of everyone today.

She looked at herself in the coffin, familiar and strange, smiled with tears, and bowed deeply to Tina in the coffin.

Instead of being reborn, bow to yourself who is about to die.

First bow, I owe you, please don't worry about it.

The second bow, you owe me, please write it off.

The third bow, from now on, please have a good journey.

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Someone around him stood gently and bowed respectfully to the coffin. Tina gently turned her head. It was Uncle Cai and Aunt Cai and a group of colleagues. Today is the normal working day. They all appear here. Aren't you afraid of affecting the company's business?

Tina smiled gratefully at Uncle Cai. Uncle Cai, who recovered from the sad atmosphere, was surprised. When she was about to ask a question, Aunt Cai saw it at a glance, had already pinched him around his waist, and cursed softly, "At what time and on what occasion, and in the mood to look at beautiful women, apply this thought to the company's business, and it won't be business. It's getting worse and worse."

Only then did Tina realize that the last time she saw Uncle Cai was under the cover of a big black frame, and at this moment, except for her disguise, Uncle Cai and others could not recognize her.

She nodded politely to Uncle Cai. After Aunt Cai scolded Uncle Cai, she felt inappropriate. She looked around, but suddenly shouted, "Lao Cai, look, the handsome guy who went to the company to find Tina that day also came here. It's strange to say that she never knew that she still knew such a handsome man from Zhong Lingyuxiu.

Zhong Lingyuxiu, Tina was amused by Aunt Cai's exaggerated tone.

Aunt Cai is not unlearned and incompetent. She used to be a great beauty in the Chinese Department of H. It's just that the world is difficult. A beautiful woman like her needs brocades and food to support her. She can't stand the hardships of the secular world to survive. Only then did she put herself into the arms of Uncle Cai with grievances.

Aunt Cai took a breath and said, "Oh, my God, he still holds red roses. Doesn't he know what red roses mean?"

Tina's eyes turned to the door from Aunt Cai, who was exaggerated and ferocious, and then trembled gently, and Bai Runxian subconsciously covered her chest.

Pan Lang, still wearing a white white shirt and simple and clean jeans, is a kind of quiet alienation.

Although he did not change into a solemn cold tone like the people present, the sadness in the glazed clear eyes was deeper than anyone else's, like an invisible knife cutting Tina's pains pain again, bleeding.

He came in quietly without publicity, but it has attracted everyone's attention. And he didn't realize it. He raised the bright red and blood-like roses in his hand. His crystal-like pure and beautiful appearance showed a touching sadness, and walked step by step to Tina's coffin.