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

She wanted to know what kind of psychology she had in writing this sentence in the notebook yesterday.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and it was six o'clock in the afternoon.

There were not many people on the street, and some shops were still open before, but this time even the doors of those shops were closed tightly.

It's already past closing time.

When Simi looked at the door again, Xinyu finally spoke.

She still spoke very slowly: "Simmy, pack up, let's go."

Simi looked away, a little surprised: "What does Miss Xinyu mean?"

"Don't wait, it's all over now, no one will come. The sentence in the notebook may have been written scribbled when I was confused."

She said it easily, one sentence negated the sentence in the notebook, and also negated the meaning of waiting for this day.

Simi felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

She said: "Miss Xinyu, let's wait a little longer, maybe it will come after a while."

Xinyu put his notebook into his bag, and then raised his head to look at Simi: "Simi, don't lie to me, he won't come at this time, which means he won't come, although I was slow to react , but it doesn’t mean I can’t think about it.”

"But I haven't waited for a day. If I leave now, Miss Xinyu will feel very sad."

"sad?"

Xinyu touched his heart: "It seems a little sad, but ah."

But the two words made Simi's expression change.

Until Xinyu's next sentence fell: "But it seems to be okay. I forget everything when I wake up. In this way, it seems that my characteristic of forgetting things every day is not without some benefits. "

Simi felt that this kind of words were really true, and felt very uncomfortable.

Xinyu just smiled: "Simi, pack up and we'll leave."

As she spoke, she dragged and placed the chairs neatly, and put away the tools on the table.

Simi looked at her for a while, then walked towards the counter.

The two were busy on one side, preparing to leave.

At the door, there was an extra car at some point, and at the same time, a man's deep voice said, "Are you going to close the door?"

In the past few days, Simi has already been familiar with Fu Chengxun's voice, so when she heard this sentence, she immediately raised her head.

When she saw clearly who the man standing at the door was, surprise immediately appeared on her face: "Mr. Fu."

Fu Chengxun nodded to Simi, his voice was a little low, and he asked, "Where is Xinyu?"

"Miss Xinyu is over there." Simi said and pointed in that direction.

Over there, Xinyu didn't notice the situation at the door, and was still carefully packing up the leftovers.

Fu Chengxun hummed.

Simi couldn't help but said: "Miss Xinyu has been waiting for you for a day, go over quickly."

There was obvious surprise in Fu Chengxun's eyes, and his whole body froze: "What are you talking about, she is waiting for me?"

What did she remember?What did she think of?
Perhaps guessing Fu Chengxun's guess, Simi shook his head: "Mr. Fu misunderstood, Miss Xinyu didn't remember anything, she just wrote down in her notebook that she needed to come to the store and wait for someone."

"On the notebook?"

Fu Chengxun's voice was very low, with a hint of deepness.

"Well, that's probably it. Okay, let's go, Mr. Fu. Miss Xinyu has been waiting for a long time."

Fu Chengxun didn't say any more, but politely said thank you to Simi, and then walked towards Xinyu.

Over there, Xinyu was packing his things.

There was a voice behind her. She thought it was Xinyu, and subconsciously said: "Simmy, have you finished? You can go first when you are done. I will close the door later."

Fu Chengxun was silent for half a second: "It's me."

The movements of Xinyu's hands paused.

Looking back, he was a little surprised when he saw a man standing behind him.

"you are?"

"I'm Fu Chengxun, the one you're waiting for." He spoke slowly, with a hint of gentleness in his voice.

"You are the one I'm waiting for. Why are you here now? I've been waiting for you all day."

She pouted, with a trace of grievance in her voice.

His heart softened all of a sudden: "I'm sorry, I'm delayed by something."

"Something is delayed, okay." The melancholy that had been waiting for a day disappeared with the appearance of the man, and Xinyu had a smile on his face.

She looked at the time on her watch: "But it's getting late, I have to go back."

"Have you eaten yet?"

he asks.

Xinyu nodded: "Yes."

He stretched out his hand, subconsciously wanting to hold her, but when he stretched out his hand, he felt a little inappropriate.

"I'll take you to dinner."

Xinyu shook his head: "No, I want to go home to eat, Qing goes home after class, we need to eat together."

On a clear day, Fu Chengxun frowned slightly, he forgot about that child.

"Then I'll take you back."

This time, he said without a doubt: "I don't worry about you going back alone, it's still raining outside."

Xinyu originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she had waited for this person for a day, and there were still many things she didn't ask.

So in the end she nodded: "Okay, then I will trouble you."

"No trouble." He looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

Xinyu didn't notice it at all.

She walked towards Simi, and Simi was looking at them: "Then I'll go first, you close the door."

Simi naturally smiled and nodded: "Okay, Miss Xinyu"

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye, Miss Xinyu."

……

On the way home, Xinyu couldn't help but look at the man beside him.

Several times, she finally said, "Why didn't you drive me if you had a car?"

There was a distance between them. When Fu Chengxun heard this, he turned his head to look at him: "It's nothing, I just want to walk more."

In fact, what he wants to say is that he wants to walk with her and stay with her for a while.

However, these words might seem a bit abrupt to her, so in the end, he omitted a part.

"Is that so, your work rarely requires walking?"

It never occurred to him that she would ask this.

"My job is not here."

"Not here, why are you staying here?"

In her perception, where is the job, shouldn't people live there?

"Because there are people who are important to me here, for me, there is no way to compare her work."

Xinyu nodded half understanding.

"Ok."

She didn't continue to speak, thinking of the sentence written in her notebook and waiting for a day, she finally couldn't help asking: "Sir, can I ask how many times we have met?"

"Yes." He answered quickly and simply.

It was just one word, but it made Xinyu silent.