Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

At this time, it was noon, and most people went back to the dormitory for lunch.

There are very few on the playground. A few boys wear jerseys and sweat, playing basketball in the scorching sun.

The court is lively at this time, the two teams are fighting hard and the battle is fierce.

Outside the three-point line, a physically fit boy buckled the basketball, holding the basketball with both hands and lifting it above his head, his eyes focused on the basketball hoop in the distance.

With a push with both hands, the basketball is unstoppable and rushes towards the basketball hoop as if following a straight straight line.

Unmistakable shots and goals, easy to get three points.

The few girls who watched the ball yelled for joy, and their eyes were full of admiration and love.

However, the excitement on the court has nothing to do with Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu pulled Lan Xiao, passing by the lively basketball court, and walking towards a towering tree inside.

The big branches were luxuriant, and the trees were shady, and the scorching sunlight did not block the leaves. Only a few rays of sunlight penetrated the gaps in the leaves and spilled on them.

Wen Muchu took her to sit on a bench under the big tree.

The two were silent for a long time before Lan Xiao raised his slightly red and swollen eyes and stared at him blankly.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"No one here..." he replied lightly.

Lan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, did not understand what he meant, and blinked at him ignorantly.

He raised his hand, his lips curled slightly, and he touched the hair on top of her head.

"Cry whenever you want, no one will laugh at you."

The tip of Lan Xiao's heart trembled slightly, and the tears that had just stopped, somehow, because of his words, completely overflowed his eyes.

In the previous life, no matter how hard she was crying, she could only hide it secretly by herself, gritting her teeth and hiding her tears in her heart.

Now, when she wanted to cry, he silently accompanied her.

At that time, I didn't know that he was affectionate, I didn't know that there was such a him, and kept her in my heart.

She even hurt him that much, and in the end, she even stupidly killed him herself.

In the bottom of Lan Xiao's heart, the more he thinks, the more sad, the more he thinks, the more guilt, and the more self-blame.

Annoyed, I want to kill myself to vent my anger.

He is so good, why is she so stupid, so cruel to him?

Lan Xiao stretched out his hand and grasped Wen Muchu's without any hesitation, with a small face buried in his wide palm, letting tears flow into his palm, drop after drop.

"I'm sorry..." she trembled and whispered.

This sentence of sorry is to apologize for her stupidity in her previous life.

She can never forgive herself.

Wen Muchu frowned slightly, raised his hand to pinch her chin and let her eyes look at him.

"You don't apologize to anyone. The Lan Xiao I know is bright and happy and sunny..."

Lan Xiao was startled slightly, her eyes flushed, and she focused on him through fuzzy tears.

She sniffed, and said anxiously: "But, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, what should I do if I just want to cry?"

He held her cheek, stroked her red eyes with slender fingers, and said in a low voice: "Then cry happily, and then put aside all the unhappy things or people, and don't remember. You don’t need to be sad because of someone who is not worthy, and worry those who care about you..."

Let those who care about you follow...

Lan Xiao's heart trembled suddenly, and the calm lake at the bottom of her heart rippled, and she pursed her lips and chuckled.