The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 278 289: First Appearance (2)

She was so familiar with it that she didn't need to look at the things inside, and she could almost confirm that it was that person.

The one she misses, misses, and loves.

With just one glance, the year-long grievances and yearning surged into her heart, and her eye sockets gradually began to turn red.

"Manxi, Manxi, the elevator is here, we can go up."

Seeing that she was in a daze, Wen Jiayi reached out and tugged at her sleeve.

"Manxi?"

Song Manxi was pulled by her, blinked her pan-acid eyes, and almost shed tears.

That figure was walking quickly from a distance, still alone, still so straight, still so distressing to her.

When she realized that she wanted to get up and chase after her, her body acted before her brain.

She shook off Wen Jiayi's touch without saying a word, and ran out towards the hotel's gate in seven-inch high heels.

He turned a deaf ear to Wen Jiayi's shout behind him.

Not long after, she twisted her foot badly because she was running in high heels.

Song Manxi hurriedly tossed off her shoes, and ran after her barefoot.

However, when she stood in the bustling square outside the hotel, the surge of people dazzled her.

When people moved around, she suppressed the turbulent tears forcibly, and looked at them one by one, no, this one wasn't him, and that one wasn't either.

Here, among all the people she saw, none of them were him.

The helplessness of standing in the crowd rose little by little, and she just stood there.

It seemed that everyone passed her shoulders.

But there was no one she really wanted.

is it him?
Is he back?

But why didn't you want to listen to her when you came back?

If it wasn't for him, she felt wrong, so why didn't he come back.

Wen Jiayi picked up her high heels and chased them out.

Seeing her standing alone in the crowd, her low mood and wordless sadness overshadowed everything around her.

And those white feet, because they didn't wear shoes, were drawn blood by the small stones on the ground, and the blood stains were stained on the floor.

Wen Jiayi had a worried expression on her face, and hurried over to help her who seemed to be crumbling.

"Manxi, what are you doing? Look at your feet without shoes."

Song Manxi let her hold herself in her arms, and let her check her feet.

Wen Jiayi squatted down and looked at the bruised feet. Her originally fair skin was now smeared with red, which made her look even more shocking.

After a long time, Song Manxi murmured, "I think I saw him."

"Who?" Wen Jiayi asked a word before realizing that she was asking in vain.

Who else but that person.

"Then did you see where he was looking?"

Song Manxi's mood is extremely unstable now, and his whole body is almost at the limit of physical strength.

It looks awkward, and there is an illusion that it will fall if the wind blows.

"I do not know."

"I don't know, if he really decided to come back, why he continued to hide."

"Could it be that I have done so much, but there is no way for him to see it?"

"If he saw it, would he still doubt my purpose?"

"Jiayi, tell me, if it's really him and he still doesn't want to see me, what should I do?"

Since Song Manxi took office as the acting president, he has acted vigorously and resolutely outside, and in private, he has rarely expressed his negative emotions because of Jun Xiao's departure.

She almost turned that into motivation.

(End of this chapter)