Send him an umbrella?

Do you send it? What if Xi Mushen gets angry when he finds out?

But I don't give it away...... It doesn't seem to be very benevolent.

Forget it, today is his birthday, or the death day of his parents, plus his help, she should go.

Shu Xiaomian carried the cake, bought two umbrellas at a nearby store, and bought a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums from a flower shop, and then took a taxi to the cemetery.

Rain.

The lower it goes, the bigger it gets.

By the time we arrived at the cemetery, it was already pouring rain.

Shu Xiaomian got out of the car with an umbrella and looked for the location sent by Xi Shaoting, and didn't go far before he saw Xi Shaoting sitting in front of the tombstone under the rain curtain.

He didn't have an umbrella, the pouring rain swept through him, his whole body was soaked, his face was very white and cold, but there was not too much emotion on his face, as if he didn't care.

Shu Xiaomian's little face tightened, and he quickly walked over with an umbrella and hit the umbrella on top of his head:

"Xi Shao, you're going to get sick in the rain like this, get up quickly."

Hearing her voice, Xi Shaoting came back to his senses slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at Shu Xiaomian, who was holding an umbrella in the rain, with a pure and clean face, and the corners of his lips mocked:

"I thought you weren't coming."

"It's raining so hard, you sent a message, I'll definitely come!" Shu Xiaomian handed the umbrella to him and said, "Take it." ”

Xi Shaoting didn't raise his hand and sat still.

Shu Xiaomian opened his mouth and said: "I have so many things in my hand, I can't take them." ”

She had a cake in her hand, a bouquet of flowers, and another umbrella.

Xi Shaoting swept his eyes, and then reached out to take it.

Shu Xiaomian handed him the cake again, then opened another umbrella, officially stood in front of the tombstone, put the flowers on it, and bent down to salute to show respect:

"Big brother, sister-in-law, hello, I'm Xi Shao's friend, Mu Shen's girlfriend, I'm sorry to come to see you so late, I hope you don't mind."

Big brother and sister-in-law......

If they had been together, she would have called her dad and mom, right?

She really didn't forget to stab him all the time.

Xi Shaoting's face darkened.

Shu Xiaomian straightened up, looked at the photo on the tombstone, and said:

"Xi Shao is very good now, he has a lovely son, and he works very hard, you don't have to worry about him."

As she spoke, she looked at Xi Shaoting again, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Xi Shao, am I right?" ”

In front of his parents, can he say anything bad?

This woman is completely persecuting him in disguise.

Xi Shaoting's face was cold, and he hummed coldly, without a single extra word.

Shu Xiaomian smiled with satisfaction, squatted down, looked at him face to face, and apologized seriously:

"Xi Shao, I was sorry at the beginning, I didn't care about your feelings, so I asked Grandpa Xi to get engaged to us, and finally I was with Uncle Jiu again, I know that what I did was very wrong and I owe you a lot.

But I know that you didn't get angry with me, and you stood up and spoke for me like that, and I thank you very much in my heart, and at the same time I feel that you are actually a very good person, and if it wasn't for the initial rebellion and disobedience, you wouldn't have done that to me.

So in the future, we will be friends, and just like today, if something happens, I will also be there to help. ”

Word by word, it is very sincere and serious, and it is also an apology from the heart.

Even if he treated her very badly at the beginning, Qianran almost killed her, but after all, it was imposed on him by Grandpa Xi, which is understandable.

She did something wrong.

Xi Shaoting never thought that Shu Xiaomian would say such words, his handsome face stiffened, and he was stunned......

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