Bo Xuan's eyes lit up. "Really? Daddy, can you really bring Mommy back?"
Bo Jingcheng nodded firmly, "Yes, Dad will definitely try his best."
Bo Xuan happily hugged Bo Jingcheng's neck, "Great! I knew Daddy was the best! I can't wait to see Mommy!"
Looking at his son's innocent smiling face, Bo Jingcheng secretly vowed that he would bring Jiang Xinyue back to this family no matter what.
Meanwhile, Jiang Xinyue was extremely busy at the company.
As the project reached a critical stage, various problems arose one after another, forcing her to work overtime to deal with them.
These days, Fu Heng could tell that Jiang Xinyue was deliberately avoiding him.
Aside from work-related handovers, they hardly spoke to each other.
When it was time to leave work, Fu Heng saw Jiang Xinyue working overtime alone at her post.
"It's already past closing time, why aren't you leaving yet?" Fu Heng couldn't help but walk over and place the hot coffee he was holding on her desk.
Jiang Xinyue paused for a moment, then looked up at him. "The project is at a critical juncture now, and I want to double-check everything to avoid any mistakes."
Seeing that Jiang Xinyue was serious about her work, but timid and hesitant when it came to matters of the heart.
He could tell that she still had feelings for him, but she just wouldn't admit it and deliberately avoided him.
The thought that she would leave after this project was completed made Fu Heng feel very uneasy.
"Xinyue, can you stay?"
Upon hearing Fu Heng's seemingly nonsensical words, Jiang Xinyue paused in her work. She smiled faintly and said, "President Fu, after this project is completed, the company has no other plans for the time being. I just want to take a break for a while."
Fu Heng took a deep breath and mustered his courage to say, "I mean, could you please not leave this city, and not leave me? Xin Yue, after spending this time together, I think you should be able to feel my feelings for you. I like you, I like you very much."
Jiang Xinyue's hand trembled slightly. She lowered her head, not daring to look Fu Heng in the eye. "Fu Heng, I've already said, we're just friends, and I'm currently dealing with my divorce. I don't want to think about these things."
Fu Heng walked around to her side, bent down slightly, and forced her to look him in the eye. His eyes were full of sincerity and affection: "Xin Yue, I know what you're going through. I've said before that I'm willing to wait, wait for you to sort everything out, wait for the day you're willing to accept me. Xin Yue, give me a chance, and give yourself a chance, okay?"
Jiang Xinyue's eyes reddened slightly. She turned her head away, her voice sounding strange: "Fu Heng, I know how good you are to me. We're really not right for each other. I don't have the courage to start a new relationship right now. Besides, we're from two different worlds. I'll leave sooner or later."
"When you say 'leaving,' do you mean returning to the real world?" Fu Heng suddenly asked.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyue looked surprised. "You...how did you know?"
"Xinyue, is it possible that we come from the same place?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyue was even more shocked. "Could it be that you also transmigrated from a book?"
Fu Heng nodded, revealing all the secrets that had been weighing on his mind for so long.
“I am not the real Fu Heng, and I know that you are not Jiang Xinyue of this world. We come from the same place, and we are the most suitable people for each other.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyue looked puzzled. No wonder he had said some strange things to her before.
She had her doubts, but she never expected that Fu Heng was not Fu Heng at all.
"So that's how it is. Fu Heng in the novel is just a cannon fodder male supporting character who died long ago," Jiang Xinyue murmured to herself.
“That’s right. When I transmigrated, Fu Heng was already dead. I was resurrected by using his body.”
Jiang Xinyue looked up at Fu Heng, her face full of doubt: "Then who exactly are you?"
“Xin Yue, I’ve said it before, I came for you. My real name is Fu Shuheng.”
“Fu Shuheng…” Upon hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name, Jiang Xinyue frowned deeply.
"Perhaps you don't remember who I am, but I will always remember you. I once bought your paintings, and I once witnessed you helping others in the sunlight. I also watched you quietly creating by the lake. We even attended the same university."
That's right, Fu Shuheng had a crush on her for five whole years, starting from university.
She spent five years winning over Bo Jingcheng, but he also secretly loved her for five whole years.
That year, he was a junior, and she was a freshman; he was her senior.
When they first met, he saw her holding an umbrella for a stray cat, and her gentleness and kindness attracted his attention.
Later, he adopted the stray cat and named it "Rainy Day".
The next time he saw it was at a school exhibition, where he saw a painting that stood out from the others.
The painting is titled "Encounter in the Rain." It depicts a stray cat shivering in the rain, with a small umbrella above its head and a pair of feet wearing white canvas shoes under the umbrella.
The delicate brushstrokes and soft colors made Fu Shuheng recognize Jiang Xinyue's work at a glance.
Fu Shuheng was lost in his memories, a slight smile playing on his lips. "When I saw that painting, I knew it was you. From then on, I began to quietly follow every one of your exhibitions and collect all your works."
As Jiang Xinyue listened to Fu Shuheng's story, a ripple of emotion stirred within her.
Those memories she had long forgotten came alive in Fu Shuheng's words. She had never imagined that someone was watching over her so quietly without her knowledge.
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