Chapter 59 Then why did you let me go in the first place...?
Fortunately, with Fu Qingli in her arms and hearing the beating of his heart, Lin Xi's emotions were soothed, and she gradually calmed down.
When she came to her senses, she realized that her behavior was a bit too clingy and spoiled: "Um, I'm fine now."
As she spoke, she tried to get off Fu Qingli.
While feeling sorry for her, Fu Qingli remembered that Lin Xi wasn't wearing shoes, so he picked her up and carried her to the bed.
The two of them were in a somewhat awkward position.
Fu Qingli didn't let go; instead, he hugged her even tighter, burying his face in her shoulder and greedily inhaling her unique sweet scent, which, mixed with the lingering ambiguous atmosphere in the room, made the reality all the more vivid.
"Little Stream, I'm right here, I'll never leave you."
Fu Qingli has said these words many times recently.
Lin Xi knew that these weren't just sweet words; they were a sincere promise meant to put her at ease.
She understands everything.
But she just couldn't do it.
After the tender moment, I opened my eyes and couldn't see him.
She might have the illusion that she has just woken up from a self-deceiving dream and discovered that it was all an illusion.
Even though she knew it was all in her head, she still felt panic and fear.
I can only feel at ease when I see him.
"But I just... want to see you."
Fu Qingli felt the warm liquid fall on his shoulder, incredibly heavy, making his nose sting with tears.
He heard Lin Xi say very softly, "Fu Qingli, I really miss you."
This is not just what Lin Xi is saying to him now, but what Lin Xi has wanted to say to him most for the past six years.
"I know that I was thinking of you during those days too."
Then why did you let me go in the first place?
Lin Xi held Fu Qingli tightly, feeling his heartbeat, their breaths mingling.
But she didn't have the courage to ask that question.
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By the time Lin Xi composed herself and went out, most of the morning had already passed, leaving insufficient time to go to the National Exhibition Center for measurements.
So, she discussed it with Zhou Qi and changed the arrangements to have lunch first and then go to the site in the afternoon.
As she was leaving, Fu Qingli said to Lin Xi, "Xiao Xi, I have to meet someone later, so I won't be able to have dinner with you guys, is that okay?"
After recovering from her emotional turmoil, Lin Xi returned to being the kind and understanding girl she always was.
“Sure,” she said, glancing at the time. “I’ll take the subway myself. You can go ahead and get busy.”
Fu Qingli took her hand and they went out together: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll take you there first."
Zhou Qi was waiting at a shopping mall near the National Exhibition Center. As soon as she saw Lin Xi, she rushed up and hugged her as if she hadn't seen her for a long time: "Xiao Xi, let's go eat, drink and have fun."
"Ahem," Fu Qingli coughed lightly, drawing the two people's attention back.
He glanced at Zhou Qi, who was already looking a little embarrassed, and said softly to Lin Xi, "Have fun, be careful, I'll come back to find you this afternoon."
"Okay, drive carefully."
As Lin Xi was about to follow Zhou Qi, Fu Qingli pulled her back again.
In front of Zhou Qi, he bent down and pointed to his face: "Give me a kiss before you leave."
Lin Xi didn't know when Fu Qingli had become so mushy. This wasn't like her, but it was the way an ordinary couple would reluctantly part.
As if possessed, she actually planted a light kiss on the spot he pointed to.
After the kiss, he realized what he had done in public and quickly pulled Zhou Qi, who was standing by watching the show, away.
After the two disappeared from the crowd, Fu Qingli turned around and got into the car.
The moment the door closed, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and his furrowed brows betrayed his displeasure.
He searched every nook and cranny of the car but couldn't find any cigarettes. Then he remembered that he had asked Zhao Mingyuan to clean them up before he came back.
He rubbed his head in frustration, let out a long sigh, which barely eased the irritation in his heart. He picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Dr. Han?"
"Yeah, I'm alone. Xiaoxi went to eat."
"Give me your location, and I'll head over right now."
The car drove away from the business district and headed towards the western suburbs.
This was the first time Fu Qingli had returned to the sanatorium where she had lived for more than ten years since her mother's funeral.
This time, however, he didn't go to the villa area where patients were recuperating to find his mother's attending physician. Instead, he went straight to the outpatient building of the hospital to find a young doctor surnamed Ying.
He was Dr. Han's prized student.
Ying Qiwei had received a call from his teacher long ago and was waiting in his office early in the morning.
As soon as Fu Qingli entered, he got straight to the point: "I've seen Miss Lin's medical records and heard about her current situation from the doctor. I have a few questions for you."
He inquired about some specific details, then communicated the situation with Dr. Han and informed Fu Qingli of the current diagnosis.
"Both the teacher and I believe this situation is similar to post-traumatic stress disorder. It's because the trauma she suffered in the past was too great, causing her to subconsciously panic and feel uneasy when she encounters similar scenarios or moods. From your description, Ms. Lin's reaction is currently mild and does not affect her daily life. However, as a family member, you need to be more patient, pay close attention to her emotions, and try to prevent things that make her uneasy from happening repeatedly."
"Once she feels safe enough, the situation may gradually improve, but this process may be quite long."
"Okay." Fu Qingli felt a bitter taste in her throat.
The damage was too deep!
Is it because the trauma left by the separation was too deep?
They clearly didn't need to be separated; if all went well, they would go from school to wedding.
But they were forcibly separated.
Seeing his dejected mood, Ying Qiwei reached out and handed him a cigarette.
Fu Qingli didn't answer, afraid that Lin Xi would smell the smoke if she waited too long.
"Give me one. You need it right now. You don't want Miss Lin to worry about you, do you?" Ying Qiwei was indeed an excellent psychologist. He saw through Fu Qingli's thoughts and hit the nail on the head.
Without further hesitation, Fu Qingli lit the fire using Ying Qiwei's flame and took a deep breath.
The smoke suddenly filled his lungs, and he coughed violently like a naive young man trying to smoke for the first time, so violently that tears welled up in his eyes.
Ying Qiwei promptly offered a few tissues: "Are you feeling better?"
Fu Qingli took it, gave a soft "hmm," wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and returned to her calm and composed demeanor.
He waved the cigarette in his hand, turned around, and said, "I'm leaving."
Ying Qiwei: "Live in the present. If you keep regretting the past, Ms. Lin will be more likely to be stuck in the hurt of the past and unable to get out."
Yes, live in the moment.
Regret is just regret; dwelling on it only prolongs the regret and does nothing else.
However, some people should ultimately pay the price for their regrets.
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There's a Chinese idiom, "enemies meet on a narrow road," which perfectly describes Su Yi'an's mood today.
She never expected to see Fu Qingli in the mall parking lot, let alone see him taking the initiative to kiss Lin Xi.
In public, the two acted so outrageously as if the people around them didn't exist.
Since revealing her identity at the prestigious press conference, Su Yi'an has been recognized on the street.
However, due to the Rashomon-like incident involving her childhood sweetheart, she was also ridiculed by some netizens.
Therefore, even though she really wanted to go up and find Fu Qingli, she had to hold back.
If a passerby takes a video of her, everything she has worked so hard to build will be destroyed.
But she was unwilling to just watch the two of them be happy together.
After Fu Qingli left, she followed Lin Xi and Zhou Qi at a distance, wanting to see what they were going to do back in Beicheng.
Unexpectedly, after their meal, their destination turned out to be the nearby International Exhibition Center.
However, there have been no events at the National Exhibition and Convention Center recently, and the venues are all empty.
When they arrived, all the doors were locked.
Just as Su Yi'an was wondering what they were up to, a staff member came over and asked Lin Xi and the others, "Are you staff members of Songjia?"
After Lin Xi took out her work ID, the staff led them over to the entrance of the exhibition hall.
Su Yi'an had a sudden inspiration and dialed a number: "Hello, is this Hanzhi? This is Su Yi'an."
"Miss Su?" Upon hearing the voice, Liu Hanzhi jumped up from her chair in surprise. "You... why are you calling me? Is there something you need?"
When Liu Hanzhi met Su Yi'an at the press conference, she handed her her business card for some reason.
Of course, she didn't have much hope of getting to know Su Yi'an, but she didn't expect to actually receive a call from her.
Liu Hanzhi was flattered and overwhelmed.
"It's nothing, I just heard that your company has some events planned at the National Exhibition Center later?" Su Yi'an probed tactfully.
Liu Hanzhi, caught off guard in her excitement, spilled everything she knew: "Yes, it's Yaoshi Jewelry's anniversary celebration, they're planning to hold it there. But it's not certain, I heard Yaoshi isn't very satisfied with our design, they might find another company to do it."
"So, you all participated in the design?"
Liu Hanzhi: "Well, each group submitted a proposal, and individuals could also submit their own ideas. There were probably about twenty submissions in total, but none of them were selected."
Su Yi'an glanced at Lin Xi and Zhou Qi, whose profile pictures were being measured inside, and asked, "Didn't they ask you to resubmit?"
"No."
"Okay, I got it. Bye."
With that, Su Yi'an hung up the phone without hesitation, leaving Liu Hanzhi listening to the dial tone, looking puzzled. "What does she know?"
"Su Yi'an".
As soon as Su Yi'an hung up the phone, a male voice came from behind her, startling her so much that she almost threw the phone away.
Turning around and seeing who it was, her pupils dilated, her face filled with panic: "Brother Fu?"
Fu Qingli twirled her phone back and forth with her slender fingers, took two steps forward, and stopped a meter away from her: "Give me your phone number?"
Su Yi'an was taken aback, not knowing what he wanted to do, but she thought that getting his contact information was a good thing.
He instinctively blurted out, "136...778."
But she didn't see Fu Qingli do anything. Just after she finished speaking, her phone received a message showing that she had received a photo.
She instinctively opened the photo, and the instant she saw it, her pupils contracted, her breathing became heavy, and she stared at Fu Qingli in disbelief: "How could you..."
She paused, realizing that what she was about to say was inappropriate.
So Fu Qingli helped her complete the question: "How could I possibly have this?"
"The fact that you're asking this clearly means you didn't just find out about this. You should know very well that this picture isn't photoshopped. You're already so overwhelmed by your own family matters, how can you possibly have the time to meddle in Xiaoxi's affairs?"
Fu Qingli smiled faintly, "Do you genuinely like me, or have you been trying to use the Fu family to seize the family's assets from the beginning? But either way, if you don't stop, I'm interested in making this matter burn even brighter."
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