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

Coming out of the cake shop, Xinyu held Qingyi's hand. In the eyes of outsiders, they are just a pair of ordinary people who get along well with each other. The mother loves her daughter, and the daughter loves her mother.

"Haruichi, shall we go home now?"

"Ah."

Qing glanced at the cake in Xinyu's hand, and said, "Mom, didn't you bring your notebook?"

Xinyu looked for it, but did not find his notebook: "Maybe I forgot it in the store."

Qingyi thought of the result: "Then wait for me here, and I'll buy you a notebook."

Xinyu thought for a while: "How about we go to the store to get it?"

"No, it's time for mom to take her medicine soon, and we need to go home. In a while, I'll go to the opposite side to buy, and you'll wait for me here, can't you leave?"

Xinyu nodded, holding the cake tightly in his hand: "Well, then I'll wait for you here."

Sunny went, just opposite.

Originally, she could have brought Xinyu with her, but it was only for such a period. It was more meaningful to let Xinyu stay alone to exercise her than to come here with her.

That being said, Haruichi is still fast.

In the convenience store, Qingyi stood where the laptops were sold, and quickly picked out which one Xinyu liked.

Just as she turned around to pay, what caught her eyes was a straight and slender long back.

Looking up, Haruichi's expression froze.

In front of her was an oriental face that was rarely seen in Prague. The man's eyes were deep, his facial features were as deep as a chisel, and his jaw line was obvious.

Qingyi is 8 years old, but because of her special life with Xinyu, her mind is much more mature than her peers.

So when she saw an oriental face like herself in a foreign land, she subconsciously said, "Uncle, who are you?"

She said Zhongwen, with a slight doubt.

Fu Chengxun's unfathomable eyes fell on the little girl in front of him, fixed for a second, and he whispered: "I am."

Qingyi was a little surprised, she nodded to Fu Chengxun: "Hello, uncle, I am too."

Fu Chengxun hummed, and glanced around again. There was no one there. He paused and said, "Are you alone?"

Qing Yi came to her senses all of a sudden: "Ah, I have to leave quickly."

Fu Chengxun is not usually a talkative person, but at this moment, he suddenly became curious: "Is there someone waiting for you?"

Qing nodded: "Well, my mother is waiting for me, so I have to go, goodbye uncle, I hope we can meet again by fate."

After saying that, Qingyi walked to the cashier counter with small steps, and after paying the money, she quickly walked out of the store.

Through the gap, Fu Chengxun saw the little girl walking across the road.

There was an inexplicable look on his face, what kind of mother would let her child go to the convenience store to buy things alone, while she sat across the road and waited?

……

Across the road, Xinyu watched Qingyi walk in front of her, and she stood up from her seat.

"Mom, I got it."

Xinyu smiled: "The notebook Qingyi bought is very beautiful."

Qingyi also laughed: "Then let's go."

"Ah."

Xinyu stretched out her hand, Qingyi put her little hand on it, and the mother and daughter walked towards home.

"Why has Qingyi been gone for a long time?"

"Speaking of which, I met an uncle in the store who had an oriental face like us."

"Oh, is it?"

"Well, that uncle is very good-looking."

"Really?" Xinyu suddenly asked seriously: "What about Qingyi's good uncle?"

Qingyi thought for a while: "The good uncle is not of the same type as the uncle just now."

Xinyu's expression was puzzled, and he couldn't understand it.

"What's the difference?"

Qingyi tilted her head and thought for a long time, but she couldn't understand what was different.

Simply, she didn't continue this topic anymore.

She blinked and asked, "What does mom want to eat tomorrow?"

Sure enough, Xinyu followed her words and said a lot about what he wanted to eat.

Sunny responded, her long eyelashes flickering.

Her mother is always so easily taken away from her thoughts, such a mother is really cute.

……

Xinyu and Qingyi live near the Charles Bridge, only 20 minutes away from their shop.

Very recently, I chose this place because I took Xinyu's situation into consideration.

"Mother."

After eating the cake and fetching a glass of water for Xinyu, Qingyi took out the notebook she had just bought.

"Ah."

"I have a few things to tell you, mom, write it down in your notebook."

Xinyu nodded obediently, and took the notebook and pen from Qingyi.

"School is about to start, and I have to visit the teacher tomorrow. Aunt Jeny, who takes care of us, and Sister Simi, who manages the shop assistants, will not come back until noon, so you can't go out tomorrow morning, Mom."

"Ah, I don't want to be alone at home, can Qingyi take me to meet the teacher?"

Qingyi shook her head: "No, Mom, you have to see a psychiatrist tomorrow afternoon."

"But..." Xinyu thought for a while, "Can you do it by yourself?"

Qingyi couldn't help laughing: "Ayu, I have done it many times by myself, and you forgot again."

Xinyu was a little slow to respond: "It seems so, we, Qingyi, have always been great."

Qingyi grinned cutely: "Okay, mom will continue to write down. Tomorrow morning, mom needs to take out the quilt to dry and fold our clothes."

"it is good."

"When will Qingyi come back? I want to have lunch with Qingyi."

"I'll be back around noon, so mom should stay at home well and don't run around."

"it is good."

After explaining everything that should be explained, Qingyi finally felt relieved.

Her mother has a bad memory.

In the beginning, every day she slept, she would forget everyone, including herself.

Two years passed, and finally, my mother was able to remember some things. She knew her name was Xinyu, she knew her name was Qingyi, and she knew they were mother and daughter.

But for other things, you still need to use a notebook.

……

The next morning, when Xinyu woke up, as usual, she forgot all the previous things, but she was used to this situation.

She picked up the notebook on the bedside and read everything recorded on it one by one.

Just woke up to wash and change clothes.

Dry the quilt and fold the clothes.

This was arranged by Qingyi.

Xinyu was very slow in doing these things, so busy that she was still doing these things when her aunt came.

"Miss Xinyu, what are you doing?"

The aunt at home took a leave of absence for a while, and fragments of Xinyu's memory appeared again.

Auntie has long been used to her memory, she shook her head silently, and showed Xinyu her work certificate.

Xinyu nodded after seeing it: "It's Auntie, please come in."