Xu Jiamu thought Song Xiangsi ran out again, so he rushed to Song's father's bedroom and pushed open the door.

Song Xiangsi, who was lying on the bed, was startled by Xu Jiamu's sudden behavior. She suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at Xu Jiamu, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Xu Jiamu secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay."

Then he pulled up the door and simply cleaned the dining table.

When Xu Jiamu returned to Song Xiangsi's bedroom, a huge thunder happened to ring outside the window, deafening. He paused in the living room for a while, and finally turned around and went to Song's father's bedroom. He pushed open the door and saw Song Xiangsi lying on the bed, trembling.

Xu Jiamu felt another sharp pain in his heart. He closed the door and walked quickly to the bed: "Loves?"

Xu Jiamu called Song Xiangsi's name several times before she lifted her head out of the bedding. She looked at him for about half a minute before her lips moved gently: "Can you stay with me later, okay?"

Xu Jiamu felt even more distressed. He nodded without thinking and said one word: "Okay."

Perhaps because Xu Jiamu is here, Song Xiangsi, who has not had a good rest these days, quickly fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, the sun was shining outside the window, and the weather was so clear that it was so bright that there was no trace of the bad weather.

Song Xiangsi slept very heavily and long. She moved her lazy body and turned around and saw Xu Jiamu sitting beside the bed, leaning against the wall and sleeping with her clothes.

Only then did Song Xiangsi remember what happened last night.

In fact, she never likes to show weakness to others. Last night, she felt so uncomfortable that she said that to him because her father was buried. She thought he would leave after she fell asleep, but she didn't expect that he would just sit and guard her all night.

Xu Jiamu's face looked pale, and his eye sockets were blue and black.

In recent days, he has worked a hundred times harder than her. He did everything about his father's death alone. No matter how tired she was, she did not see any impatientness on his face, and heard a complaint from him.

Perhaps because Xu Jiamu was asleep, this was the first time Song Xiangsi had looked at him so carefully since he met him again.

His facial features have not changed at all compared to the past, but the overall feeling is much more mature and steady.

His expression looked very tired, probably because he was exhausted a while ago.

Song Xiangsi couldn't help but raise her hand and stroked Xu Jiamu's frown brow. Her fingertips just touched his skin when suddenly a ringtone rang.

Song Xiangsi shook her hand and hurriedly shrank back. She looked along the ringtone of her cell phone and saw Xu Jiamu's cell phone on the bedside table. Two words were displayed on the illuminated screen: Sisi.

Sisi...the two words exactly the same as her nickname.

Did the girl named Yang Sisi call her?

Song Xiangsi lowered her eyes, glanced quickly, stood up, and walked out of the bedroom. When she closed the door, she heard Xu Jiamu in the bedroom, woke up by the ringtone, and answered her phone with a bit of sleepiness: "Hey? What's wrong?"

"Well... I'm not in Beijing, I'm in another place... I don't know when I will go back? Very... I'm a little sleepy, well, okay, bye, see you back to Beijing."
Chapter completed!