Madam, president loves you secrectly

After asking people to check and know her whereabouts, together with mu Yuchu's parents contacted in advance, they finally arrived in China. Jun Xiao took their husband and wife to Mu Yuchu's cemetery.

He should have thought that song Manxi would come out so abnormally this morning. Anyway, he would take a first look at Mu Yu.

When mu Yuchu's parents went up, he felt that they should be given time to have a good chat. Instead, it was inappropriate for him to go up, so he waited below. On the hillside, there was a pavilion for mountain climbers to rest. He found a place to sit down.

Song Manxi, who has always been concerned about in her heart, hopes that the chat between mu Yuchu's parents and her will release her more or less.

Hung up the call to report peace with Wen Ruyi. Jun Xiao sat alone in the pavilion and looked down at the long stone steps. The sunset in the evening fainted the red glow in the sky, and the birds returned to the nest. It was peaceful and peaceful.

Song Manxi went down the stone steps. Because she had just seen mu Yuchu's parents, her red and swollen eyes had not disappeared. Jun Xiao noticed the sound of footsteps and looked back alertly.

A black-and-white figure came into view. Jun Xiao immediately stood up and strode up. Song Manxi also followed his heart and ran into his arms.

Buried in his chest, it was another big cry, which was the grievance, sadness and moving when he saw the people he cared about. Jun Xiao's chest fluctuated violently, and a feeling of recovery spread in his perception. He would feel at ease only if he held it tightly.

"Why are you crying so much? You should be happy to see them. Cry again, and it's time to laugh at you when they come down." Jun Xiao touched her hair with his hand and comforted in a soft voice.

"No." Song Manxi was buried in his chest, and his voice was stuffy after crying.

"Well, OK, then you continue to cry, but you can only hold me and cry. After crying, we go home and cover our eyes with ice."

His voice came down from his head. Song Manxi finally released his hand around his waist, moved his head out of his arms, raised his hand and wiped his right cheek. While wiping, he trembled and said, "I can't cry too much now."

"How?" Jun Xiao helped her wipe her left cheek gently.

He didn't quite understand that if she wanted to cry, he could be the one who let her cry with her arms at any time, but she said she couldn't cry too much now. For a moment, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Seeing his puzzled look, song Manxi raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "don't frown, I'll tell you."

Jun Xiao lowered his eyes and gradually loosened his frown as she wished.

Song Manxi opened some distance from him and turned sideways in his backpack: "I went to the hospital before I came here today."

"What's wrong with you?" Jun Xiao held her shoulder and looked anxious. He could see that he was really worried about her body.

Before finding the paper, song Manxi looked up at him because of his problem and shook his head: "why do you think so?"

"Then you go to the hospital..."

"I go to the hospital naturally because I feel abnormal. It's not because I'm uncomfortable." Song Manxi looks down and takes out a piece of paper. It's distressed. "I found it. I just stuffed it in. It's wrinkled. However, it doesn't affect me."