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

Fu Chengxun's eye sockets were a little swollen.

If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't have to bear the current situation.

The hurt he gave her, after all, remained on her body and in her heart for the rest of her life.

Fu Chengxun didn't speak for a long time, Xinyu looked up suspiciously, and saw that the man's eyes were a little red.

She was ignorant, and subconsciously asked: "What's the matter with you, do you think the environment here is a bit uncomfortable? Your eyes are red."

Fu Chengxun stared at her for a moment.

For a moment, he really wanted to go forward, hold her in his arms without hesitation, and tell her how much she missed her in the past two years.

Tell her about his life like a walking dead after she left.

but……

he can not.

His wife is so vulnerable now that she can't remember him.

His abrupt actions will only scare her like yesterday.

"It's nothing, do you remember my name?"

Xinyu nodded: "I remember, your name is Fu Chengxun."

He smiled gently: "When you see me again in the future, if you don't remember, just look through your notebook."

She shook her head, somewhat incomprehensible: "Will we meet again?"

Fu Chengxun was paused by her question: "Yes, we will meet often in the future. I buy a bouquet of flowers every day. The flowers in your store happen to be my favorite."

Xinyu was stunned: "That's it, then can I ask you something?"

Fu Chengxun looked at her with obvious affection in his eyes: "Yes."

"Can you recommend our store to the people around you? Qingyi said that our store needs to have a lot of customers, so that our business will be good."

"Okay." He nodded without thinking: "But then, will you be very busy?"

"No, there are a lot of people in our shop."

many people?
A child, a shop assistant, including her, there are three people in total.

Is that a lot?

Fu Chengxun pursed his lips: "Do you like this kind of life very much?"

"Yeah, I like it."

Fu Chengxun was silent for a while.

When she spoke again, her voice was a little more deep: "Have you ever thought about what you were like before?"

"Me in the past?"

Fu Chengxun hummed.

After asking this question, his eyes kept falling on her face, as if he wanted to detect the slightest bit of other things from her expression.

"I didn't think about it." She replied indifferently, with real feelings in her eyes.

"I can never remember other things. The only thing I can remember is Qingyi. For me, this is already the best. As for the things I can't remember, if I can't remember it, I can't remember it. Maybe those things weren't something I should remember."

Fu Chengxun's whole body froze and his jaw tensed.

The she in front of her is the one who has forgotten the past, and the one who has some insufficiency in her mind.

But what she said just now, she spoke directly and thoroughly.

What can't be remembered, maybe shouldn't be remembered at all?
That's right, it used to be in the past, and she might never want to remember it in this life.

"What about those people in the past? In case there are people waiting for you in your past."

"Waiting for me? Why are you waiting for me instead of coming to me?" Xinyu tilted his head and asked seriously.

For a moment, Fu Chengxun lost the instinct to speak.

Xinyu didn't seem to notice it, she continued, her voice was calm, with a hint of puzzlement: "I have always only had Xinyu, if the people in my past really cared about me, maybe they would have found me early in the past two years I won't wait until now."

Fu Chengxun stared at her face, with a difficult tone: "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry, I haven't found you after searching for two years, I'm sorry, I made you like this.

Xinyu was immersed in his emotions and couldn't hear clearly: "I didn't hear what you said."

Fu Chengxun's face was full of pain, but he just shook his head: "It's nothing, I'm just feeling sorry."

"What are you feeling?"

Fu Chengxun stared at her harmless face and was silent for a second, then he said one sentence at a time: "You really look like my wife."

"Wife?" Xinyu couldn't hide his surprise on his face.

"How can I be like your wife, you don't come close to us with any purpose."

Her thinking is very simple, and right and wrong are also very simple and clear. It is the most intuitive to have such a guess.

Fu Chengxun saw her defensive expression for a moment, felt so painful that he couldn't breathe, but he still held back all the sadness and said: "I don't have any purpose, what I said just now was just casually speaking."

His words seemed to make Xinyu relax immediately: "What about your wife?"

"She's mad at me."

Xinyu half understands, half doesn't understand: "Then you come to buy a bouquet of flowers every day, do you want her to forgive you?"

"Well, she rejects me very much now, and I can only contact her in this way."

Xinyu tilted his head and thought for a while: "Did you do something wrong to make her angry?"

Fu Chengxun's expression froze: "Why do you think so?" Did she sense something?

Xinyu smiled sincerely: "Because Qingyi and I are like this. I will be angry when Qingyi does something wrong, and Qingyi will also be angry when I do something wrong."

For a moment, Fu Chengxun felt disappointed.

She didn't think of anything, she just said something casually based on her own life.

"I did do something wrong. She also said that she will never want to see me again in this life."

Qingyi turned to look at him with surprise in her eyes: "Is it so serious?"

"Ah."

"Do you not love her?" Xinyu didn't know what was wrong with him, so he asked subconsciously.

Fu Chengxun's dark and deep eyes fell on her, and after a few seconds of sinking, he lowered his voice: "It's not that if you love, you won't be hurt. I'm sorry for her, so even if I love her, it can't make up for the things I did for her. things."

"It seems that you have done something very wrong to your wife." Xinyu concluded softly.

Fu Chengxun's eyes fell on her face and he couldn't bear to leave for a second: "I'm very guilty, this is something that I can't make up for in my poor life."

Xinyu looked away, feeling that this topic had been discussed for a long time.

Her original intention was to pick flowers with this guest who helped her.

"What kind of flowers does your wife like? We saw a lot just now. Do you like any of them?"

Fu Chengxun looked at the girl who lowered her head and asked seriously, and suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort in her heart.

"She likes hibiscus."

"Hibiscus, okay, then Hibiscus."

She put the notebook aside, and directly picked up the hibiscus that had just been wrapped: "This is the hibiscus."

Fu Chengxun took the bouquet in her hand, at this moment, Simi came over: "Sir, please come here with me to pay the bill."