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

She was thinking about how to word it so that what she asked next would not be too out of order.

"Sir, can I ask, do you know why I wrote in my notebook that I will wait for you in the store today?"

He paused, and his eyes fell on her face.

"You want to know?"

Xinyu nodded seriously: "Yes, I really want to know."

Fu Chengxun's eyes didn't blink for a moment: "But, I don't know either."

"You don't know?" Xinyu's face was obviously surprised, obviously she didn't expect to get such a result.

She didn't speak for a long time, as if she was thinking about something.

The store is very close to Xinyu's home, and they will be there in a while.

The car stopped at the door of the house smoothly, and Fu Chengxun looked sideways.

She lowered her head, with a complicated expression on her face.

He lowered his voice, his voice was gentle: "What are you thinking?"

Xinyu raised her head to see him looking at herself, and she looked out of the car window, only to realize that she had already arrived at the door of the house.

She was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I was thinking about something just now, and I didn't notice it."

Fu Chengxun turned his head to look at her, with obvious deep meaning flowing in his eyes: "You don't need to say sorry to me, it's me who should say sorry, whether it's making you wait for a day today, or something else."

Xinyu waved his hand: "It's okay, I was in the store anyway, whether you come or not, I'll be there, but if you come, I won't wait in vain."

She spoke very easily, but Fu Chengxun fell silent.

There are too many differences between her now and before. After losing her memory, she looks at everything indifferently.

Is this a way of her subconscious avoidance?

In this way to protect yourself from harm?
"Xinyu."

He suddenly called her name.

Xinyu replied subconsciously: "Yes."

"Have you ever wondered what kind of person you were before?"

Xinyu seemed to think about it seriously: "It seems not."

"Aren't you a little curious about your past?"

"It's not that I don't have it, I just think it's unnecessary to think about it."

"Why do you think it's unnecessary?"

Xinyu put down his chin with one hand, with a slightly troubled expression on his face: "I am different from other people. I am mentally incomplete, slow to respond, and forget things every day. What I used to be like, for me, It doesn't seem to make much sense. My life is very good now, I have Qingyi, I have a flower shop, and I am very happy."

Have a good time?
Fu Chengxun's mind was a little heavy.

Yes, the past gave her only pain and despair.

Now she has no worries, and the circle of life is absolutely pure. For her, this kind of life is indeed happy.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking me this?"

Xinyu asked suddenly, his big eyes full of doubts.

Fu Chengxun subconsciously raised his hand to touch her face, but Xinyu's subconscious retreat made his hand pause in the air.

In the end, he just retracted his hand and said at the same time: "No, just curious."

Xinyu nodded without asking further questions.

"Okay, it's time for me to get out of the car, thank you for taking me back."

Although very reluctant, Fu Chengxun could only nod.

"See you tomorrow."

Xinyu's action of opening the door paused because of his words: "Will you come tomorrow?"

"Ah."

She put her left hand on her head, looking a little regretful: "But I don't remember you."

"It's okay, I remember."

Xinyu looked at him, his big bright eyes were flickering, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, she smiled: "OK."

Fu Chengxun's car had been parked at the door, and seeing Xinyu's back disappearing in front of him, he was also reluctant to leave.

If possible, he would like to follow her down and send her home.

Take a look at what the house she lives in looks like, and what kind of furniture she likes now.

However, this kind of thought can only stay in his mind in the end.

Not suitable, he has no status,
……

Home.

When Xinyu opened the door and went in, Qingyi had already returned.

Seeing her come back, he immediately put down the puzzle in his hand and came to her: "Mom."

"Well, Qingyi has come back."

Qing nodded: "Mom, why did you come back now?"

"There is something, so it is delayed."

"Something?" Qingyi was puzzled, "What is it?"

In the morning, Xinyu didn't want to tell Qingyi, but now, she couldn't wait to share this matter with Qingyi.

The two came to sit on the sofa.

Xinyu said slowly: "There is something I want to tell you."

Qingyi looked at her: "What's the matter, Mom."

Xinyu took out his notebook and turned to a specific page: "Qingyi, look, I wrote this in the notebook."

Sunny turned her body to look.

When she saw clearly what was in the notebook, her expression paused, followed by surprise: "Mom, why did you write this in the notebook?"

"I don't know, it's just confusing, I never write in my notebook about daily life, and I never write about other people in my notebook. But for some reason, I wrote this in my notebook yesterday."

Qingyi pursed her lips and didn't say a word.

Of course she knew who the person mentioned in Xinyu's notebook was, but what complicated her mind was that Xinyu would write about Fu Chengxun in the notebook.

"Mom, have you waited for that person?"

"Waiting."

"What did you... say?"

Xinyu shook his head: "I didn't say anything, I just chatted in the store for a while, and then he sent me back."

That's it.

Qingyi didn't answer, Xinyu went on to say: "I just don't understand, why did I write this down in my notebook yesterday? After we chatted, I didn't think there was anything special about it."

Forget things every day, wake up the next day, and start everything from scratch.

As to what kind of psychology Xinyu was in yesterday to write this sentence, it has completely become an unknown.

But one thing is certain, at that Xinyu's place yesterday, she wanted to remember Fu Chengxun.

"Mom, do you know his name?"

"Well, he told me that his name is Fu Chengxun. He also told me that he would tell me his name every day, but I forgot it myself."

Qingyi originally wanted to ask if those three words had any special feeling in her heart.

But just as Huan Xinyu finished speaking, the sound of a cup falling suddenly came from behind the sofa.

The two turned their heads together.

The man standing not far away was dressed in casual attire, with a handsome face and gentle eyebrows, exuding a dignified aura all over his body.

However, the expression on the man's face was a little stiff at this moment.

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