It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

Maybe it really shouldn't be forced?

Yes, this sentence was said to him a long time ago.

Mother Gu Nuanyang said that he and her were wrong from the beginning, he hurt her too much, between them, in the end, they could only miss each other.

Li Zeyao said that he was going well at first, but from the moment he fell in love with her, he was finished. Li Zeyao even said very early that he should not fall in love with her.

Qi Ning, the man who knew her relatively well, also told him that she would not forgive him.

I remember at that time, he decided to give her a heart. Qi Ning once said that even if you gave her a heart, she would not let go of the past and thank you for it. What you are doing now is meaningless.

What did he think at that time? He didn't think about anything else, he just wanted to keep her alive.

Now Qingyi, a child, came to tell him these things.

Yes, he understands.

The many people told him that they would never go back together, how could he not understand.

But it's one thing to understand, another to let go.

I don't know how long ago, he also thought about letting her go.

But the truth is, he can't.

Why doesn't he want her to be happy?

But in the vicissitudes of life, all kinds of people, as long as he thinks that in the future, she will not have him in her life, as long as he thinks that the person who will accompany her is another man, he will feel that breathing hurts.

Whether it's paranoia or anything else, he just can't completely let her leave his life.

The past two years of living without her had already made his heart ache.

From now on, whatever he said, he had to put it where he could see her.

Even if he just accompanied her silently and watched her from afar, it was still satisfying for him.

"Give it to me." After a long silence, Fu Chengxun stretched out his hand and took the notebook in Qingyi's hand into his own.

Sunny didn't understand what he meant.

Fu Chengxun's black eyes fell on the notebook: "This is what she wrote down, it's a pity to lose it."

Qingyi's crystal clear eyes fell on Fu Chengxun's body. Although she felt that it was inappropriate to say such words at this time, she still couldn't help it.

"Uncle Fu, I actually can't figure it out. Do you feel a little... weird when you're like this?"

Fu Chengxun lowered his head and his eyes fell on her.

"Uncle, judging from what you said, you really hurt my mother enough, how did you love her? From hating to loving, in my opinion, this is an inexplicable thing."

Fu Chengxun looked through Qingyi and landed in the yard: "Qingyi, there are many things in this world that cannot be explained."

"Including Uncle Fu's love for mother?"

"You can't figure it out. In fact, I can't figure it out myself. I used to think that I would never fall in love with her, but later, even I didn't know when I fell in love with her."

Qingyi suddenly didn't know what to say more appropriate.

"Uncle, once the injury is done, it cannot be changed. It doesn't make any sense for you to be like this now. Mom threw away the notebook, and she won't write it down again."

"I know."

"Even so, does uncle still want to stay here?"

Fu Chengxun silently agreed.

Haruichi wanted to say something more, but finally stopped.

When she turned around, she thought of Mu Yihang.

"Does Uncle Mu know we're here?"

"I don't know." It was mainly thanks to Li Zeyao that they were found.

After finding out, he also came here alone, and he didn't tell anyone, let alone Mu Yihang's place.

"What about Uncle Mu's company?"

Qingyi didn't finish, she thought, he should understand.

"I won't let him go easily."

Sunny nodded.

Thinking of Mu Yihang's care for them in the past two years.

"Uncle Fu, although Uncle Mu hasn't said many things in detail, and my mother can't remember what happened in the past, but he has been really kind to us in the past two years. If my mother knows, her departure is not a big deal. Let Uncle Mu solve the predicament in front of her, I don't think she will feel good."

After leaving these words, Qingyi took a step towards the inside.

Uncle Fu is a smart person, he should understand what she said.

……

The next morning.

Qingyi didn't go to school, and stayed with Xinyu at home.

There is no habit of recording, and Qingyi will naturally not remind her to record again. The mother and daughter sit together, read books, and talk.

The middle-aged woman who lived with them came back and saw them sitting in the yard, and said with a smile, "Get up."

"Ah."

Sunny replied.

"I went out just now, and the gentleman who came to look for Xinyu yesterday seems to have settled down here, right across from us."

The gentleman from yesterday.

Qing suddenly went to look at Xinyu.

She looked puzzled, and she lost the memory of yesterday: "Are you looking for me?"

"Ah."

Qing nodded, but didn't say much.

"It's not a very important person. Mom doesn't need to take it too seriously."

"That's it."

Xinyu let out an oh and didn't say anything more.

Qing got up together and came to the gate of the yard.

Sure enough, in the opposite family, Fu Chengxun was sitting in the yard and was on the phone. Perhaps he had noticed her gaze. Fu Chengxun looked towards her and nodded when he saw it was her.

Qingyi bent over, as a way of saying hello.

Back in the yard, she was a little absent-minded.

Uncle Fu really lived here.

How could he live here in such a small town?

After learning about her mother's past, she also did a lot of homework and learned that Uncle Fu is a very prestigious person.

Such a person came here with them, and still lived here, Qingyi didn't know what to say about such a feeling.

"What's wrong, Haruichi."

Xinyu didn't know when he came to her side, and asked her softly.

Qingyi pulled a smile: "Nothing."

Since it's something mom doesn't want to remember, then forget it.

Perhaps, forgetting is also a good way.

At noon, Qingyi went to school, after Xinyu said several times that she could take care of herself.

The couple who lived with them were very ordinary people, and they had farm work in the fields. Xinyu didn't want to stay at home alone, so he went out with them.

Walking on the path, I encountered some places with wild flowers from time to time.

Xinyu was very happy, and it was precisely because of this joy that she ignored the people behind her.

Fu Chengxun is dressed in casual clothes, and there is his true love not far away from him.

She is very happy, even in such a backward place, she is still living happily, forgetting the past, it is indeed a kind of relief for her.