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Jing Xiaojun put down the phone. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of anything that could make him feel depressed.
The sunshine outside the window is slowly setting, and it is no longer as hot as in the morning. Ning Shaomin was sitting in the sunshine, looking peaceful and peaceful.
Jing Xiaojun walked to her side gently and said, "Mom, Si Mingnian is going to the capital soon. Something happened and he is not in a good mood. I want to accompany him, is that okay?"
Ning Shaomin turned to look at her, her eyes full of kindness. She had received an unexpected piece of news just now and was a little uncomfortable with it. But she quickly hid her emotion, "Go ahead, the person he needs most at this time is you. Don't worry about me, I'll make dumplings for you tonight, make a few buns and put them in the refrigerator."
Years later, Jing Xiaojun always blamed himself for not looking at her expression carefully at that time.
She was full of apologies for not being able to send her home: "Mom, I will ask Yan Yu to come and accompany you tonight, and I will ask her to drive you home tomorrow."
Ning Shaomin responded quietly: "Okay, I will listen to you."
Although everything has been arranged, Jing Xiaojun always feels a little uncomfortable in his heart. Before leaving the house, she looked back and seemed to see Ning Shaomin sighing deeply.
She thought she was upset about Jing Anan, and she couldn't comfort her from any angle.
She did not miss Si Ming in her heart, but everyone in Ningcheng knew that he could cover the sky with one hand.
After getting in the car, she immediately felt an indescribable melancholy in the man who could cover the sky with one hand.
She looked into his eyes, trying to find something in his dark pupils.
Si Mingnian held her hand and gave her a gentlemanly kiss: "We will be at the airport in an hour and can arrive in the capital tonight. There will be no time to rest after arriving in the capital, so you can take a nap on the plane later. "
He still spoke very calmly and arranged things properly. Jing Xiaojun just felt that something was wrong.
The speed of the car is very fast, and the speed is as anxious as the driver's mood. She finally understood that it was depression! Si Mingnian was deliberately suppressing his inner emotions.
This relationship was their first love, and she saw the respect and affection they had for her grandma, and there was absolutely zero pressure.
In other words, what he suppressed was his feelings for his parents. The feeling of wanting to get close but not being able to let go, mixed with sadness.
She took the initiative to put his hand in hers: "Tell me, I can share the burden for you."
As evening approached, the Bentley was weaving in and out of traffic, and the light inside the car gradually dimmed. Si Mingnian's sculptured face looked particularly stern, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his face showed a weakness that was disproportionate to him. He felt like he was going to be burned out by this persistence.
He both loved and hated Ruiqi, and wanted to find her more than once. Unexpectedly, the news of her death came to him before he could put down his worries and look for her.
He didn¡¯t want to believe the news, but Gao Zhuo had already confirmed it. He couldn't help but not believe it!
He suppressed his thoughts about her, his shock at hearing the news, and his urge to cry.
His voice circulated in Bentley space: "Xiaojun, my mother passed away."
Jing Xiaojun was petrified immediately, and he said the shocking news with no expression on his face.
She hugged him into her arms almost subconsciously, holding his shoulders with one hand and stroking his thick black hair with the other: "My Mr. Si, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you still have me."
Si Mingnian's body trembled visibly, and he finally couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.
"Just let it out. It's not a sin for a man to cry." Jing Xiaojun comforted her softly.
Gao Desi, who was driving the car, finally breathed a sigh of relief. His boss had been suppressing his feelings for his mother for so many years.
This time, with Jing Xiaojun¡¯s comfort, I felt relieved.
They boarded the special plane immediately after arriving at the airport. It was also the first time for Jing Xiaojun to fly on a private jet, and he was deeply impressed by the fact that even though the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.
Si Mingnian had completely relaxed his feelings. He put Jing Xiaojun on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Don't worry, I'm much better. You go to sleep for a while, I'll call you when I get there."
In order not to worry him, Jing Xiaojun obediently followed his arrangements. But she held his hand firmly and said, "How can I sleep if you leave me alone? I know you can't sleep either, so why don't I talk to you?"
The atmosphere in the car just now was so depressing that neither of them had a good conversation.
Si Mingnian didn¡¯tYes, she sat down with her legs crossed, as if reminiscing about the past: "I think this might be a joke, maybe a prank she wrote and directed."
Jing Xiaojun did not answer, because she knew that what Si Mingnian needed most now was to vent.
He needs to vent his longing for his mother, or resentment, and his current sadness.
"Xiaojun, don't you ask me why I think so?" It seems that Si Mingnian is as fragile as a child and needs comfort.
Jing Xiaojun shook his head: "Actually, I don't know how to comfort you! Because I don't know whether your feelings for her are more hate than love, or more love than hate?"
Siming Nian sighed at her frankness. To be honest, his feelings for Rui Qi were more love than hate.
But how deep his love for her was, how much she hurt him.
He even hated his father for this. If her father hadn't forced her to get married, she might not have ended up like this.
As the wife of the Si family, everyone thought she was very happy, but he was the only one who knew that her mother was unhappy.
When he was a child, he naively thought that as long as he grew up, he would be able to make his mother happy.
But before he grew up, she had already abandoned him.
He once thought that after finding her, he would let her see his achievements and make her regret.
But now he found that such opportunities were gone.
"I should love her more! I just want her to see how outstanding her son is." Si Mingnian's voice was very soft.
Jing Xiaojun felt distressed in his heart. It was because of this that he suffered from opposite-sex contact syndrome.
He has been rejecting contact with women, but he also longs for love.
"I believe she must love you. If she didn't love you, she wouldn't have given birth to you. But giving birth to you felt like a betrayal of her previous relationship, so she couldn't face you. ." Jing Xiaojun sincerely hopes that this is the case.
After hearing what she said, Siming Nian asked, "Is this really the case?"
Jing Xiaojun said: "It's really like this, I believe it must be like this! Although she married a man she doesn't love, she has absolute independence and freedom. If she doesn't want this child, for her Isn¡¯t it a piece of cake?¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com