Chapter 94
Ranlong punched the agent on the head and yelled, "Yao Ling! Why is it you?!"
Yao Ling, disguised as an intermediary, said quietly, "This is the place where the souls rest, so please do not make loud noises."
Ranlong then covered her mouth and asked her: "So why are you here?"
Yao Ling's eyes curved under his sunglasses: "Didn't you invite me here?"
"Don't play dumb! Answer my question quickly!"
The two argued for a long time but couldn't come to a conclusion. Qiu An was left aside, his arms raised awkwardly, his eyes a little vague.
Ranlong finally realized her discomfort and walked up to her awkwardly, scratching his head. "I'm sorry, Qiu An. I thought it would be bad to have too many people around, so I invited a cemetery agent who knows feng shui. I didn't expect it to be her..."
He even packaged his resume so beautifully and took 20,000 yuan from her...
She even said it was a friendship price... Ranlong thought the Feng Shui master recognized her as a celebrity, but she didn't expect it was really a friendship price!
"It doesn't matter. It's her."
As Qiu An spoke, she glanced at Yao Ling lightly. She put her arm around Ran Long, as if declaring her sovereignty.
The soft texture of the chest against his arm made his face hot. He remembered what Yao Ling said about "a place where the soul rests in peace". He looked at his nose, his eyes and the sky with a guilty conscience and said, "Okay, let her try first."
Yao Ling smiled knowingly and extended his hand to make a "please" gesture: "Please follow me, both of you."
I don’t know if it was a defense mechanism that Ranlong developed to comfort herself that the 20,000 yuan was not wasted, but she actually thought that Yao Ling knew about these cemetery monsters.
Yao Ling said that cemeteries are now oversaturated, leaving few options. A perfect burial site that offers all the benefits is almost nonexistent. While auspicious plots occasionally appear for resale in the underground market, participating in illegal activities is not recommended.
This cemetery is surrounded by rolling hills, with the height and distance of the mountains being moderate. The mountains on the east and west sides are like a "dragon embracing a tiger". The cemetery located here can store wind and gather energy, but the disadvantage is that there is no water.
Ranlong was about to ask what the lack of water meant, but Qiu An said, "Those without water are not considered."
When Ranlong first asked the Feng Shui master for help, she only wanted to create a symbolic effect. She thought Qiu An didn't care much about this, but she didn't expect that he had such a clear idea.
The three of them then set off for the next cemetery.
Yao Ling explained that the water flow in this cemetery is auspicious, encircling the tomb like a belt worn on an old-fashioned official uniform, a phenomenon known as "encircling water." The trickling water evokes the respectful greeting and homage of officials and common people. This is highly beneficial to the family's wealth and career.
But I heard Qiu An say, "The water here is too slow."
Ranlong and Yaoling immediately remembered that Pei Chunlai had told them that at a certain moment when Jiang Ting jumped into the river, she always hoped that the river would take her away far away.
Yao Ling asked her, "Are you sure? The turbulent and surging water doesn't have a good meaning."
"Really?" Qiu An asked back.
Yao Ling smiled and shrugged, leading them to the next cemetery.
Yao Ling said that this cemetery has plenty of vacancies because the river surrounding it is too turbulent, it is not too far from the city, the surrounding parks are relatively busy, and the price of erecting a tombstone is very high.
However, the green ecology here is well-developed, and the park is quiet in a bustling environment. It is also close to the city, so it is convenient for visiting.
Qiu An nodded: "Then let's go here."
Yao Ling chose a good feng shui location for Jiang Ting based on her birth date and then took out a compass and carefully divided the gold and set the direction.
The cemetery and the direction of the tombstone chosen in this way are said to help her be reborn as a blessed person in the next life.
Qiu An actually didn't really believe in feng shui and reincarnation, but at this moment, Yao Ling's auspicious words comforted her heart to some extent.
Before paying the deposit to the cemetery, Ranlong, still feeling Yao Ling was teasing her, hired a professional Feng Shui master to take a look. The result was exactly the same as Yao Ling's, a waste of money.
Qiu An comforted her: "Having double protection is always safer. Thank you for caring so much about your sister."
Ranlong was coaxed into giving in and said with relief: "It's as it should be. Your sister is my sister."
After saying that, he felt something was wrong and looked at Qiu An worriedly.
Qiu An smiled and said, "Of course, she will be very happy to hear you say that."
Before leaving, they took a short walk around the park. The air was fresh, the flowers and plants were well-maintained, the trees were lush, and the birds singing home were cheerful but not noisy.
Ranlong suddenly asked Qiu An, "Will we lie here after we die?"
Qiu An looked her up and down at her graceful and charming outfit and asked, "Is this the romantic thing you want to say on a first date?"
Ranlong smiled awkwardly: "I'm not good at talking, so it's your turn to talk."
"I want to lie in the Pacific Ocean."
"That's right, sister, one day you will merge into the ocean. Then I want to lie in the Pacific Ocean with you."
"A follower."
"Don't you want me to be buried with you?"
"think."
"Then I've changed my mind. Now I want to be buried in the Atlantic Ocean."
"Then I've changed my mind."
"Who's the henchman now?"
"Now we all are."
They looked into each other's eyes, their faces flushed and their backs bent, their laughter disturbing the tranquility of the cemetery and perhaps even accidentally disrupting the feng shui. If there were any souls nearby who had not yet rested in peace, they might have glanced over.
On the way back, Qiu An said that Ran Long was too tired after driving all day and insisted that she take over the driving. Ran Long had no choice but to agree to her request.
They had dinner outside. During dinner, Qiu An kept answering the phone, and the warm atmosphere soon cooled down again.
On the way home, Ranlong felt dizzy from eating too much and accidentally fell asleep in the passenger seat.
When she opened her eyes drowsily, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar environment.
After a while, she realized that Qiu An didn't wake her up, but just reclined her chair and let her sleep peacefully.
The car was parked in the open-air public parking space in the community. It was raining outside and the autumn wind was blowing, blowing raindrops carrying fallen leaves onto the car window.
She seemed to have slept in the car for the entire autumn, and now she must be very cold if she walked outside in her chiffon dress.
Autumn in Beiji is always so short.
Fortunately, the temperature inside the car was just right, and she was covered with a small blanket. The seats were just the right firmness and warmth, and the herbal aroma in the car was soothing, more comfortable than the five-star hotels she'd stayed in on business trips.
Ranlong rubbed his eyes, sat up with a small blanket in his arms, and found Qiu An sitting in the driver's seat working on a tablet.
"Awake?" Qiu An put away the tablet and smoothed his messy and tangled hair.
Ranlong glanced at the time and found that it was already twelve o'clock. She had slept here for no less than three or four hours.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Who told you to sleep so soundly? How could I have the nerve to wake you up?"
Ranlong pouted, "But I have to go to work tomorrow. I finally got some time to spend with you, but I fell asleep."
"We can be together even if it's work."
"How can we work together? The review schedule for 'The Sound of Falling Leaves' hasn't been decided yet, and we don't even know how to promote it." Ranlong was dejected.
“Do you remember ‘In the Name of Survival’?”
"That mystery variety show that Yuan Chengyin used as an excuse?"
"Yes, the recording will start next month, with two sessions in total, each lasting three or four days. I think Sister Hou will discuss the contract with you tomorrow."
After listening to this, Ranlong's depressed mood became cheerful again, and the endless busy days seemed to have hope again.
Qiu An drove the car to the downstairs of Ranlong's house. Ranlong got out of the car, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Why didn't Qiu An take her back to his home and didn't show any intention of getting off the car with her?
How come their relationship became more distant after they got together?
When they first confirmed their relationship, she was still feeling lucky that she wouldn't have to make excuses for kissing or going to bed, but now it seems like she can't even come up with an excuse...
There was a cool breeze outside the car. Ranlong got back into the car and called her, "Qiu An?"
She hadn't figured out what to say next, but Qiu An didn't embarrass her. He leaned over most of his body, pulled Ranlong to the seat, and kissed her deeply.
The lips and tongues that had been restrained for a long time finally intertwined. Both of them had poor kissing skills. They teased and probed without any rules, and invaded without being gentle enough. However, it did not prevent them from melting their love into saliva and exchanging and sharing it.
The hair that had just been straightened was messed up again by Qiu An. He forgot to breathe while dyeing his hair and almost suffocated himself.
But this time, it's not that she can't, but that she doesn't want to.
She greedily absorbed Qiu An's breath, not wanting to miss even a moment to exhale.
The time they spend together is so precious.
Why couldn't they be together earlier? Only then did she realize that the time she had wasted in the live studio was such a waste.
The long kiss finally ended, and the two heads pressed against each other reluctantly, rubbing gently and breathing heavily.
It turns out that Qiu An wasn't breathing seriously either, Ran Long smiled.
She glanced at the time and realized it was already past half past twelve. Had they kissed for more than twenty minutes? Why did it feel like only two minutes?
After calming down, Qiu An said to Ran Long, "It's late, you should go back and rest."
"Aren't you going up with me?" Ranlong finally asked the question he didn't dare to ask.
I only found it funny after I asked it.
Why wouldn't I be afraid to ask? We're already girlfriends, so it's perfectly fine to forcefully kiss her like Qiu An did just now.
"It's too late. I have work tomorrow," said Qiu An.
"We're just sleeping together. It won't interfere with anything." Ranlong realized something was wrong after he finished speaking and quickly clarified, "I really didn't mean that! I just wanted to... lie down together and sleep, that's all!"
"Yeah, I know." Qiu An said, "I'm worried that I won't be able to control myself."
Ranlong understood what Qiu An meant, and her face flushed bright red, not even a moment to hide. Perhaps she'd eaten too many hairy crabs recently, and the crab's vengeful spirit had come to take revenge on her.
Turning around, I saw that Qiu An had probably eaten a lot too.
It's so cute that she said it even though she knew it would be shy.
-
After the recording plan was finalized, Ranlong bought a physical calendar and circled the meeting time with a red pen.
However, before the show was recorded, they encountered another red circle.
This day is an auspicious day for Jiang Ting's grave to be moved.
Ranlong and Qiuan turned down their work for the day and asked Sister Hou and Xixi to accompany them back to Luochuan Town.
Because Jiang Ting's ashes were not in the grave, the process of relocating them was relatively simple. After consulting Yao Ling, Qiu An decided not to hire a professional team and would do it herself.
The original small coffin only contained the clothes that Jiang Ting had worn during her lifetime, which had been patched several times, and a pair of canvas shoes with holes in them.
Qiu An carefully transferred these relics into the newly purchased golden nanmu ebony coffin. When he put the shoes in, something slid inside.
Originally thinking that the sand and gravel had fallen in accidentally, Qiu An turned over his shoes and a gold necklace fell into his palm.
She picked up the gold necklace and looked at it for a long time before she remembered that it might be Pei Chunlai's dowry. Pei Chunlai had only shown it to her once, and now, it had appeared in Jiang Ting's tomb.
No matter how difficult the situation was, you were reluctant to pawn it, and you kept it as life-saving money for a serious illness. Are you just going to give it up like that?
Putting the gold necklace back into the shoe, Qiu An took out the jewelry box containing the moon pendant from his pocket.
Pei Chunlai kept this pendant both to commemorate Jiang Ting and Jiang Huan.
But this is the pendant that Jiang Huan gave to Jiang Ting, and it should not remain in Qiu An's hands.
So she put the pendant in the coffin as well.
Before leaving, Qiu An stood in front of the car door and stared at the river bank for a long time.
Ranlong knew that Qiu An was looking at the place where Pei Chunlai lived.
How much determination does it take for a person to break away from his past?
Qiu An had already acted very decisively, but was still betrayed by two names.
On the live streaming platform, the account nickname of the top female star who acts as a dyer is called "Huan".
A shameful name was attached to a shameful identity.
There is also "Qiu", which is similar in shape to "Pei", and he finally found a support for himself.
Ranlong thought that perhaps Qiu An was expressing her gratitude in a way that she might not even be aware of.
Pei Chunlai gave Qiu An a push at the most important moment in her life, allowing her to stride forward without hesitation.
No matter how badly Pei Chunlai treated her in the past, no matter how bad Pei Chunlai himself was.
There will inevitably be times when people you once disliked and hated will help you.
Whether to forgive her for what she did in the past and whether to thank her for standing up for her have never been contradictory.
Ranlong sat next to Qiu An and put his arm around her waist.
Qiu An leaned his head gently on Ran Long's shoulder and whispered in her ear, "I'm not qualified to forgive her on her behalf."
The latter "she" refers to Pei Chunlai; and the former "she", is it Jiang Ting or Jiang Huan, or both?
If you don't ask, you will have no way of knowing.
Ranlong was thinking that Qiu An later gave Pei Chunlai a large sum of money, perhaps with the intention of hoping that she could use the money to live a good life and wipe out all grudges.
But Ranlong told the story in too much detail last time, which made Qiu An accidentally know that the person who made her move forward, while she herself stayed where she was.
Will this shake her heart?
It was as if before Qiu An discovered the gold necklace, he had also looked towards the river bank.
Qiu An didn't notice it, but Ran Long saw it.
But Ranlong was an outsider after all, and she didn't want to influence Qiu An's decision.
Qiu An was always obedient to her, so he might listen to her on this matter as well. So she kept silent, wanting to respect Qiu An, and hoping that Qiu An would respect her heart as well.
Qiu An chartered a private jet to come and took the same one back.
Sister Hou has seen a lot of things now, but this is her first time riding a private jet. When boarding the plane, Ranlong saw her eyes looking around, but he also restrained himself from reaching out to touch her.
The atmosphere of this day is always very heavy.
But on the way back, Sister Hou suddenly squatted in front of Jiang Ting's coffin and reached out to touch the coffin gently.
Ranlong was startled, and before she could stop him, she heard her say, "Sister, is this your first time on a plane? That's amazing, you can get on a private plane on your first try."
After she finished speaking, her tears fell onto the coffin, and the sound of dripping was very loud.
Ranlong saw her crying and her tears staining the coffin. He didn't feel it was disrespectful, but felt relieved instead.
It was as if the huge rock that had been weighing on my heart was finally shaken by her crying and rolled down without any burden.
Qiu An squatted beside Sister Hou and gently stroked her back to comfort her.
Qiu An was wondering, her sister, does this count as getting on a plane?
She is clearly not here, her body is not here either, soul... soul?
What’s the point of taking a private jet?
Can she appreciate even the most high-end food and wine?
She wasn't even old enough to drink.
Comfort for the living seems to be useless for the dead.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
