Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

"Smile."

Fu Yanchen called out and stood quietly under the dim street light, his figure elongated, like a lonely silhouette painting.

His eyes, as deep as a pool of water, were now fixed firmly on Xu Xiaoxiao not far ahead, as if there were endless treasures hidden there waiting for him to explore.

There was an indescribable persistence and affection in these eyes, like a burning flame or surging waves, as if to swallow the person in front of them whole.

He opened his lips slightly, his voice was low but as clear as a bell, and he said with unquestionable firmness:

"Xiaoxiao, I...will not give up on you easily. No matter how many thorns are on the road ahead, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I will never let go of your hand!"

Every word was like a heavy hammer hitting the air, and also hit Xu Xiaoxiao's heart heavily.

However, in the face of such an affectionate confession, Xu Xiaoxiao simply turned slightly, and her movements were so gentle that they were almost imperceptible.

She avoided Fu Yanchen's gaze that was so hot that it could melt people without leaving a trace.

At the same time, a light breeze blew by quietly, playfully ruffling a few strands of her already somewhat messy hair.

Under the light of the street lamps, these hair strands sparkle with a soft and charming luster, just like stars falling from the night sky to the earth.

Although Xu Xiaoxiao's actions seemed unintentional, one could still detect a hint of struggle in the depths of her eyes that was not easily noticed by others.

It is a trace left by a fierce inner struggle. On the one hand, there may still be some attachment to past feelings; on the other hand, it is the determination and indifference to completely cut off this relationship.

This complex intertwined emotion made her look both pitiful and distant, making her seem unapproachable.

She bit her lower lip lightly, as if to encourage herself, and then said:

"Fu Yanchen, you have your own unwavering determination, and I have made a decision after careful consideration. In fact, I have already told you clearly and plainly about this matter - there is no possibility between the two of us!"

"Xiaoxiao," Fu Yanchen's voice was filled with pain.

"Fu Yanchen, listen to me. Thinking back to a long, long time ago, I was just like a little bird imprisoned in a narrow cage. Day after day, night after night, I was always hoping in my heart that I could break free from the shackles that bound my freedom, spread my wings and fly away from this place that made me feel depressed and painful."

"Now, after a long period of waiting and struggle, I finally got what I wanted and broke through that shackles and regained my life. In this case, how could I be so foolish as to throw myself into the terrible memories that once tortured me? Do I think that the suffering I suffered in the past was not enough? No, absolutely not! So, please don't bother me anymore, take care of yourself, and treat what happened during this period as a dream between the two of us!"

As she spoke, she raised her eyes and looked directly at Fu Yanchen, her eyes showing both determination and a hint of pain that was barely perceptible.

Her hands were tightly clenched on the corners of her clothes, her fingertips were slightly white, revealing her inner struggle and anxiety.

The surroundings were very quiet, with the occasional horn sounds, which seemed even more desolate, as if they were also sighing for this complicated relationship.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen's body trembled slightly, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little, but he quickly adjusted his mood, took another step forward, and stretched out his hand to grab Xu Xiaoxiao's wrist, but she dodged it swiftly.

He smiled bitterly, slowly put down his hand, and whispered: "Xiaoxiao, do you know that you are like a light in my life. Without you, my world will become dark. How can I give up so easily?"

Xu Xiaoxiao shook her head, her eyes slightly red, but she tried hard not to let the tears fall.

She took a deep breath and said in a calm tone: "Fu Yanchen, the gap between us is too big, just like the distance between heaven and earth. I'm tired, really tired, and don't want to struggle like this anymore. Just let me go, and let yourself go."

After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave, but couldn't help but look back at that moment.

Fu Yanchen was still standing there, his figure looking lonely and determined in the afterglow of the lights.

Her heart seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand. The bitterness surged into her heart without warning and spread instantly, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Fu Yanchen's eyes, as deep as a deep pool, locked onto her tightly. The complex emotions surging in them were like surging waves, interweaving and colliding with each other, making her dizzy yet unable to extricate herself from it.

His voice trembled slightly at this moment, revealing a hint of unspeakable pain.

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, heavy and oppressive.

Fu Yanchen just stared at Xu Xiaoxiao, his eyes burning and pleading.

His voice was so low that it seemed to penetrate one's soul: "Xiaoxiao, could it be that in your eyes as deep as a lake, I am actually regarded as so unbearable and worthless? It's as if I am the person who is unforgivable and guilty of heinous crimes, and there is not even a trace of praise or recognition in my body!"

"Looking back on the past, we walked through the long years hand in hand together. Those moments of laughter, sadness, warmth, and excitement are like the stars twinkling in the night sky, bright and dazzling. Every moment is deeply engraved in my heart and has become an indelible and precious memory in my life."

"But now, all these beautiful pasts are as fragile as candles in the wind, and will soon be blown away by the ruthless wind, and eventually disappear without a trace, as if they had never happened. From now on, will we become the most familiar strangers, each walking farther and farther along different paths, never to meet again and never to bother each other again?"

There was a pleading look in his eyes, as if he was begging her to change her mind, but Xu Xiaoxiao's expression remained as cold as before.

The air around seemed to freeze at this moment, with only the occasional sound of wind coming from afar, seeming to be telling of endless sorrow.

Silence, silence, after a period of silence, time seemed to stand still, and the whole space was filled with a depressing and tense atmosphere.

Finally, Xu Xiaoxiao slowly raised her head, but her beautiful face seemed to be covered with frost, so cold that people dared not look directly at her.

She opened her red lips slightly, her voice as cold as ice, and said without any emotion:

"That's right, things have come to this point. Fu Yanchen, you didn't hear me wrong. I didn't say anything wrong. I've made it so clear and thorough. I think there is really nothing else to say between us. From now on, we will go our separate ways. We each live our own lives, don't interfere with each other, and live in peace. Everything that happened during this period, let's just treat it as... a dream!"

Having said this, she paused for a moment, and a hint of determination suddenly flashed in her eyes, which had originally been as calm as water.

Then, she took a deep breath and spoke again:

"As for Yuxuan, although he is my biological son, I will also give him full freedom to choose. I will never force him to do anything against his personal will, which naturally includes getting along with you. No matter what choice he makes in the end, I will respect and support his decision. After all, children have the ability to think independently and judge right from wrong. As a mother, all I can do is to silently protect him and care for him behind his back."

When Fu Yanchen heard this, his body shook violently, and the pain in his eyes became more intense.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a helpless sigh.

He stood there quietly, looking at Xu Xiaoxiao, his heart filled with endless loss and melancholy.

In fact, many times, Fu Yanchen would feel an indescribable impulse in his heart.

The impulse grew wildly like weeds in spring, uncontrollable.

He thought that he might as well just capture her, lock her up, and let her stay by his side.

Once this thought came up, it was like a fire burning fiercely in his heart, making him uneasy and almost losing his mind.

In the past, in the imperial capital, Fu Yanchen stood in front of the window, looking at the bustling streets outside, with cars and people coming and going.

His eyes penetrated this noisy world and fell on the figure that was distant yet close at hand - Xu Xiaoxiao.

Her smile, her eyes, her every move were all deeply engraved in his heart, like a brand that could not be erased.

He thought of the days he had spent with her, every moment of which was filled with sweetness and happiness.

Especially when Xu Xiaoxiao lost her memory, they seemed to be the happiest two people in the world. They could understand each other's thoughts with just a glance without words. But now everything has changed.

Xu Xiaoxiao left him and walked towards the ordinary and peaceful life she longed for.

Fu Yanchen clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

He didn't know why he was so painful and why he couldn't get over the departure of a woman.

He is a powerful man who can call the shots in the business world and is omnipotent.

However, in the world of emotions, he seems so fragile and vulnerable.

He tried many ways to win her back, but failed every time.

Xu Xiaoxiao's attitude was very firm. The life she wanted was something he could not give her.

What she longed for was the peaceful days of mutual support, not his world full of ups and downs and changes.

Fu Yanchen understood this, but he couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept that he had lost her, and couldn't accept that she was no longer in his world.

Then, that thought came to my mind again - just catch her and lock her up.

This way, she could stay by his side forever and never escape.

This thought tempted him like a devil, almost making him lose his mind.

However, whenever he thought of Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes full of fear and resistance, his heart trembled violently.

He knew he couldn't do this, couldn't treat her like this.

Xu Xiaoxiao is a kind and gentle woman who yearns for freedom and peace rather than being bound and imprisoned.

Fu Yanchen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He understood that love is not possession, but fulfillment. If he really loves her, he should respect her choice and her wishes.

Even if this choice will make him miserable, even if this wish will break his heart.

At that time, he would pace around the room, his steps heavy and messy.

His thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess, impossible to sort out.

He didn't know what to do or how to face this cruel reality.

He felt as if he was trapped in an inescapable vortex, sinking deeper and deeper, unable to extricate himself.

He thought of the places he had been to with Xu Xiaoxiao, and every corner was filled with their memories.

Those memories cut his heart like sharp blades, making him feel miserable.