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

Because Qingyi started to attend class, Xinyu started to go to the store alone every day.

After Qingyi, he didn't see Fu Chengxun again, but he knew roughly that this uncle still went to the store every day.

Sometimes, she was thinking, this uncle doesn't seem like a person with a lot of time, how can he go to the store every day rain or shine.

But thinking about it, Qingyi didn't pay much attention to it.

Anyway, my mother couldn't remember it all the time, even if that uncle went to the store every day, it wouldn't make much difference, wouldn't it?

On this day, Xinyu and Qingyi got up together.

Haruichi was going to school, and Shinyu was going to the store.

"Mom, today is not very good, why don't you go to the store."

Qingyi said while arranging her small schoolbag.

Xinyu shook his head over there: "It's okay, Qingyi, I have to go to the store today."

Qingyi tilted her head slightly, and Xinyu helped her tie her curly hair into a ponytail behind her head.

"Why do you have to go?"

"It's a secret." Xinyu blinked.

Qing Yi curled her lips, a little depressed: "Mom and I have a secret now."

"Ha ha."

Qingyi spread her small hands: "Okay, then I'm leaving, mom, be careful when you go to the store."

Xinyu followed Qingyi out: "I'll see you that night."

"Okay, bye mom."

"Goodbye."

After watching Qingyi leave, Xinyu returned home, took his notebook, put on his coat, and went out.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the store.

"Good morning, Simmy."

Simi stood at the counter, saw her holding a notebook and smiled: "Miss Xinyu is here."

"Well, it's raining today, Simi, you don't wear much."

After she finished speaking, she subconsciously frowned.

Simi also laughed: "Really? That's a pity, I forgot to bring my coat this morning."

Xinyu was silent and thought for a while: "Then I will ask you to get off work early today."

Simi hummed.

Xinyu happily hummed a ditty and went to the table.

Simi looked at her back and laughed silently. For some reason, she always felt that the boss was very happy today.

Working in a flower shop is very leisurely, and the weather is not so good today, so the number of customers in the shop is much less than usual.

Simi had nothing to do, so he came across to Xinyu who was sitting at the table.

Xinyu hugged his notebook, not knowing what he was doing, and would raise his head to look outside from time to time.

Simi had a bouquet of roses in her hand, and she suddenly became curious: "Is there something on your mind, Miss Xinyu?"

Xinyu looked up ignorantly: "What's on your mind?"

"Well. Since you came in, your eyes seem to have been going back and forth between the notebook and the outside of the store."

Xinyu's expression was a bit tangled: "This should not be a worry."

"Oh?"

Xinyu paused, and summoned up the courage to tell Simi, "I tell you, you can't tell Qingyi."

"it is good."

"look."

She handed the notebook in front of Simi: "I don't know, why there is such a sentence in my notebook. It says that there will be a person coming to the store today. That person is different from other people. Today I You have to come to the store."

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the sentence on the notebook.

Sure enough, as she said, there was such a sentence on it.

Simi is in the store every day. Although she doesn't know when she wrote this sentence in the notebook, she knows that the person mentioned in her notebook is Fu Chengxun, the handsome man who comes to the store every day. Yat man.

"Did you write this sentence?"

Simi couldn't figure out why Xinyu would suddenly write such a sentence in his notebook.

That Mr. Fu has been in the store like this for almost a month, and this is the first time such a situation has happened.

Xinyu hugged the notebook, speaking slowly: "I can recognize my own handwriting, this is written by me."

Simi thought for a while: "So you are waiting for that person to come?"

Xinyu nodded, and felt that it was not good not to speak.

"Simi, I don't know what this means, but when this thing appeared in my notebook, I was thinking, is it something special to me, so I have to write this in my notebook .”

Simi didn't know how to answer.

Is that Mr. Fu special?

It seems to be special, no customer has come to their store every day, and it has lasted for nearly a month.

But it doesn't seem special, after all, Miss Xinyu still doesn't remember that person after such a period of time.

But these don't seem to be important.

"Since Miss Xinyu wrote this down in her notebook, she probably wanted to sit here and wait."

"Then will he come?" Xinyu asked, with a hint of uncertainty unconsciously in his tone.

Simi smiled: "Miss Xinyu really cares whether he will come or not?"

"It's not that I care about it, it's just subconsciously making such a guess. However, since I wrote this, it should come."

She wasn't too troubled, as if all her actions now were just because of that sentence in the notebook.

Simi picked up the roses and began to prune them, while saying: "In this case, Miss Xinyu just sit here and wait. You don't need to think too much about other things. As for whether that person will come or not, it is up to that person." things."

Xinyu nodded, feeling that what Simi said was very reasonable, and no longer struggled with it.

Simi looked up at her, and couldn't help but glanced outside.

That Mr. Fu should come, after all, he hasn't broken a single one in these days.

It rained all day outside, so Xinyu just sat in the store for a whole day.

And the mood, also from the beginning full of expectations, to a little bit of disappointment later, bit by bit I don't care much.

Because she has not been waiting for anyone.

Various people came to the store. Every time someone came, Simi would subconsciously look at Xinyu's expression. She was really curious at first, but later on, she seemed to give up completely.

Simi also felt strange.

Why did that Mr. Fu never come after a day.

Five p.m.

Normally, this is the time when the flower shop is closed.

But today, Simi didn't say anything, and Xinyu didn't mention it either.

It seemed that they were all thinking, wait a little longer, just a little while.

Maybe after a while, that person will come.

Simi's starting point was not to disappoint Xinyu, this was the first time he was so curious and caring about waiting for someone.

If that person didn't show up in the end, how sad she would be.

But what Xinyu actually thought was not so complicated.

She waited because she was curious about what kind of person would allow her to write such a passage in her notebook.