Chapter 107 MY is Sang Muye

Shen Xingli was frightened by this speculation.

He stared at the computer screen motionlessly, as if struck by lightning.

All I could think about was what Sang Muye had said.

He told his grandfather that he had liked her for many years.

He also told her that his secret love came true and his brother was chasing his wife to the crematorium.

He also told her a story about a demon who fell in love with a princess. He kept his secret love hidden because he was worried that the princess would dislike his identity.

The Devil and the Princess.

Sang Muye is the devil, and she is the little princess in the story.

So her brother had known about this for a long time, and even everyone in the family knew that Sang Muye had a crush on her.

She was the only one who didn't know.

He hinted to her several times that he had liked her for a long time.

But she always thought that a domineering man like Sang Muye would not have a crush on someone.

Once he likes someone, he will do whatever it takes to get her.

But she had never thought about it from his perspective.

She didn't know that he also had moments of inferiority complex.

Especially when facing the girl you like.

Shen Xingli quickly sorted out all his thoughts and finally came to a conclusion.

Sang Muye has been secretly in love with her for many years.

As this conclusion came to mind, Shen Xingli's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

There is excitement, there is excitement, but more of it is heartache.

I feel sorry for Sang Muye who has had a crush on me for so many years and still doesn’t dare to say it out loud.

Thinking of this, Shen Xingli's eyes gradually became moist.

Crystal clear tears kept rolling in my eyes.

She suddenly remembered the small box she saw in Sang Muye’s study that day.

She really wanted to know what was hidden inside.

Is it about her.

Shen Xingli immediately ran to the study and took the box off the bookshelf.

Carefully open the lid.

What caught my eye was still a photo of a girl's back.

However, when she saw the photo clearly, her eyes widened instantly.

Isn't that her in the photo?

Isn’t this the back view of her and Sang Yu watching the fireworks when they were eighteen years old?

Why does Sang Muye have this photo?

Did he say that day that he was also there on that day of that year?

He also said that others were watching the fireworks, but he was the one watching the fireworks.

She didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at that time, but now she finally understood it.

Sang Muye was right behind them at the time, watching her the whole time.

He also gave her the bouquet of flowers, so the old lady selling flowers said he looked familiar.

The more Shen Xingli thought about it, the more excited he became.

It turned out that he had been standing behind her and secretly watching her at that time.

It turned out that he had been hiding his love for her.

But when did he start to like her?

They had never met before, why did he like her?

Shen Xingli became more and more curious and couldn't help but scroll down.

When she saw what was underneath the photo, she was even more shocked.

Why are there exercises that MY taught her in it?

There is also a MY mark on it.

Shen Xingli flipped through the pages one by one, and she still remembers those exercises vividly.

The scene of MY explaining the problem to her suddenly appeared in her mind.

For simpler questions, he only wrote down the important steps for her, telling her what knowledge points the question tested and what formulas to use.

For more difficult questions, he would record a short video.

His voice will be in it, but it is always processed.

His methods are unique and novel, and he can always solve the most complicated problems with the simplest steps.

Several times their math teacher came to ask her who taught her the algorithm for this problem.

With MY's help, her math score improved from around 40 to over 130 in the college entrance examination.

She was also wondering why this person wanted to help her.

When she offered to pay him for his lessons, he always refused.

She had always wanted to meet this person and thank him in person.

But last time, because Sang Muye suddenly appeared, she canceled MY.

It turned out that MY had arrived a long time ago and was sitting opposite her.

He also hinted to her that the table he had reserved was also number 88.

She just didn't want to admit it.

Thinking of this, Shen Xingli felt like his heart was hit hard by something.

There was a dull pain.

Sang Muye is MY.

The person who helped her was Sang Muye.

The person she always wanted to thank was her husband.

But she could never believe that someone like Sang Muye would help an unrelated person.

It turns out that he won't help irrelevant people.

He will help those he likes.

He loved her so cautiously. Even when she knew he had won so many gold medals and doubted his identity, he just responded indifferently with "I only help my wife."

Faced with her repeated doubts and questioning, he did not dare to tell her that he had been secretly in love with her for many years.

He also asked his brother to keep the secret for him.

How scared he was, scared that she would find out that he had liked her for a long time and leave him.

He must have felt that at that time he was a demon that everyone feared and was not worthy of her love at all.

Thinking of this, Shen Xingli had tears in her eyes, which slowly fell down her cheeks.

How much does Sang Muye love her that he has to hide his feelings for so many years.

How cautious he was, afraid that the happiness he had worked so hard to obtain would disappear without a trace.

He has always been domineering and wild, but when facing her feelings, he seems so humble and cautious.

Shen Xingli's hot tears fell on the draft papers.

At the bottom of the draft paper are several photos of her, still from the back.

She saw the photos of the English speech competition and also saw a few lines of powerful small words written on the back of the photos.

[How I wish I could take a front-facing photo of you, so that when it’s late at night and everyone is asleep, I can hold it and think of you. But I’m afraid that once I take this step, the feelings deep in my heart will no longer be hidden, and I’m afraid that I’ll hurt you.

No one knows that you are the treasure I think about day and night but dare not touch, the treasure hidden in my heart for many years, and the starry sky I look up to from the abyss. Shen Xingli, I love you.

After reading this, Shen Xingli couldn't hold it in any longer.

Holding these things tightly, tears flowed down like a broken dam.

How hard did it take for him to hide this love, and how cautious he was with his feelings for her, that made him love her so humbly.

Faced with her questioning, he didn't dare to admit it.

How painful was his heart at that time.

He must really want her to know that he has been secretly in love with her for many years.

But he was worried that once he told her, she would despise his shameful past and would despise her for being stared at by such a demon for so many years.

Therefore, he never told her the truth until they got married.

After getting her response, I just secretly posted a message on Xiaohongshu.

The attached photo is still a picture of her back.

Shen Xingli felt that he had never been so stupid.

There were so many signs that Sang Muye was MY, but she still couldn't believe it.

There were so many signs that Sang Muye had liked her for many years, but she still chose not to believe it.

At this moment, facing his own stupidity, Shen Xingli wanted to hit himself to death with a hammer.

She cried and cursed, "Shen Xingli, you are so stupid!"

After saying that, she immediately called Komachi.

"Help me find out where Mr. is now."