Chapter 183

Mouseyin hummed coldly: "which eye of yours saw me go on a date? Are you lame? "

"You

"What are you doing? Don't talk. No one thinks you dumb! "

Mu Si Yin dropped such a sentence, holding the flower and went to the building, the Mu Xing rain gas straight want to spit blood.

When they entered the building, the old lady and Li Tongzhi were talking about something. When they saw museyin coming back with a bunch of flowers in her arms, they were very happy and surprised.

Happy of course is the old lady, she guessed right, museyin really did not break up!

Li Tongzhi was a little hard to accept. She frowned and stood up and said, "museyin, which wild man sent this to you?"

Musi Yin gave a cold voice, didn't want to tell her more, and dropped four words: "no comment."

"You, how can I be your stepmother? Is that your attitude?"

Li Tongzhi roared out. She thought museyin would retort like before, but she just went upstairs with the flowers in her arms and ignored her completely.

For a moment, her anger in her heart had no place to vent, so she had to swallow it into her stomach and suffer.

The old lady looked up at her and said, "what do you always care about with her? The flower must have been sent by the president of Tengyue. Who else can it be? "

"But she's not..."

"When did she say she broke up?"

The old lady uttered a word, which made Li Tongzhi speechless.

Mouseyin went upstairs, took a picture of the flower, sent it to shibeiyu, and matched it with a string of words: the color of the flower is very beautiful, I like it very much, thank you.

Soon, shibeiyu came back: you just like it.

Musiyin saw that, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared, replaced by bursts of sadness.

What if such a good man is really robbed by other women?

The next morning, musiyin was awakened by the patter of rain outside the window.

She turned over with the quilt in her arms and looked at the time. It was just after seven o'clock.

She wanted to sleep for a while, but her brain was so smart that she sat up from the bed.

I'm going to visit her sister and mother in the cemetery today.

She quickly got up to wash. When she went downstairs, there was no one in the living room. She ran to the kitchen to get a piece of bread and hurried out of the door.

First go to the florist to buy flowers, then buy some sacrifices, and then walk to the cemetery.

The rain is not big, but it is not small. Although she holds an umbrella, her skirt is still splashed by the rain and slightly wet.

Museyun's favorite flower is red tulip. Museyin went to buy a bunch of the freshest, and then brought a bunch of purple chrysanthemum to her mother.

It was past nine o'clock when everything arrived at the cemetery.

Mu Siyun's death day, Mu family will not be present, every year is mu Siyin himself.

She put down her umbrella, came to the tombstone, and put the flowers and sacrifices away. Then she looked at the picture of Mu Siyun and sighed, "sister, I've come to see you."

"Time flies. You've been away for 12 years. How are you and mom living there?"

The sky was overcast, and drizzle kept falling, wetting museyin's long hair and dress, but she didn't know it, and continued to talk about what had happened in the past year to the cold tombstone in front of her.

As time goes by, museyin doesn't mean to leave. In previous years, she would stay here for more than half a day. Although it rained today, she didn't want to leave like this.

Suddenly, there was a slight step behind her. Before she could look back, an umbrella slowly covered the rain above her head···