Postcard No. 223
Fu Xijing frowned unconsciously, slowing down his strength and gently tidying up the loose hair on her forehead.
She was still in a state of confusion, gnashing her teeth in her sleep, and looked very anxious.
Fu Xijing remembered the things she had said in her sleep and his eyelids twitched twice.
He tucked the quilt for her, his eyes focused on her face, his lips pressed into a line.
He always thought that he had been good enough to her in the past, but he didn't expect that he would be such a moody person in her heart.
What she didn't expect was that she was so afraid of him.
While Fu Xijing was sitting in front of the hospital bed and staring at Song Yi, Jiang Yuxu also came back after finishing his phone call.
Hearing the door open, Fu Xijing looked back and asked in a low voice, "Have you told Aunt Song about her hospitalization?"
Jiang Yuxu was clearly not interested in answering his question. "What are you doing standing here?"
Fu Xijing: "I'll take a look."
Jiang Yuxu: "She needs to be hospitalized, go out and buy something."
Seeing that Fu Xijing was determined to stay here, Jiang Yuxu changed his way to let him leave, allowing him to stay as long as he could.
Fu Xijing also saw Jiang Yuxu's intention, but did not refuse: "We need to get the change of clothes from her house, right? What's her password? I'll go get it."
Jiang Yuxu looked at him warily.
Fu Xijing: "The password for the smart door lock can be changed. If you're worried, just ask her to change it after this time."
Jiang Yuxu thought about it and thought that it was impossible for Fu Xijing not to appreciate Song Yi's work, so he gave him the password.
"Bring some clean clothes and the medicine she's been taking these two days," Jiang Yuxu said.
Fu Xijing nodded and left after receiving the password.
As soon as he left, Jiang Yuxu felt a lot more at ease, but Fu Xijing's words were still echoing in his mind.
——Do you think she loves Border Town?
Jiang Yuxu had little experience in relationships, but he could understand Song Yi.
At least, Song Yi now doesn't love Border Town.
However, Jiang Yuxu has always been optimistic about the development of their relationship. Fu Xijing has not appeared in Song Yi's life before. Jiang Yuxu believes that as long as he doesn't see Fu Xijing, there is a great possibility that Song Yi and Bian Cheng will develop feelings for each other.
But now, half a year later, Fu Xijing suddenly said that he wanted to pursue Song Yi, and he readily accepted the ridicule of being a male mistress.
If he really made up his mind to act, it would be difficult for Song Yi not to waver——
——
Fu Xijing drove back to Song Yi's apartment and went upstairs according to the password given by Jiang Yuxu.
The passwords for the access control and security door were the same, so Fu Xijing had a smooth journey.
After entering the house, Fu Xijing went straight to Song Yi's bedroom, opened the wardrobe, found a large handbag from the bottom layer, and began to fold clothes.
The weather has turned cold recently, and Song Yi hasn't had time to hang up the thick clothes, so the clothes that are slightly thick are stacked downstairs.
Fu Xijing took out some relatively warm clothes for her and put them away, and also took out a few sets of underwear.
He and Song Yi lived together in Rome for more than two years, and this kind of scene was no longer strange to them.
Fu Xijing quickly packed up his clothes and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something.
Chargers and power banks.
Fu Xijing subconsciously looked at the bedside table, then walked forward, opened the drawer and searched.
When I picked up the charging cable, I accidentally brought something out and it gently fell to the ground.
Fu Xijing looked closely and saw that it was a card.
He didn't pay much attention to it, bent down to pick it up, glanced at it casually, and when he was about to put it back, he suddenly stopped.
This postcard...
Fu Xijing's eyes darkened and he immediately turned to the back to look. The familiar handwriting and date on it confirmed the fleeting sense of familiarity that had just passed through his mind.
Fu Xijing clenched the card in his hand, his eyes fixed on the date, trying hard to search for that memory in his mind.
It was Christmas of 20xx, and Song Yi had just gotten married to him.
In December, he went on a business trip to Greece. The Christmas atmosphere was very strong there, so he thought of bringing a gift for Song Yi.
While dining with a local partner, a man selling postcards happened to pass by. The partner introduced to him that Greek postcards are made of plywood, which is a local specialty.
The postcard was hand-painted by the seller, and it depicted famous local buildings in Greece. Fu Xijing remembered that Song Yi had said that he liked Athens, so he casually chose the Acropolis, wrote "Merry Christmas" on it, and signed the date.
The postcard was sent from the local post office. Fu Xijing just thought it was fun at the time. He knew that there were many uncertainties in mailing postcards, and it might not reach her in the end.
Moreover, if the news got out that the sponsor sent a lover a postcard, people would laugh at him, so he didn't tell Song Yi specifically.
Before he returned from Greece that time, he bought her a valuable necklace.
As for postcards, Song Yi never mentioned them, and he had never seen anyone from the post office deliver them when he was at home.
Fu Xijing assumed that the postcard was lost in the mail. It was not a valuable item, so he didn't care.
When Song Yi moved out of the villa in Rome, she didn't take any of the gifts he had given her.
She didn't bring any jewelry, bags, or even the new computer he bought for her.
Fu Xijing only discovered this after she moved, and he was so angry that he laughed.
He felt that she had really taken the example of "burning the bridge after crossing it" to the extreme. Once the deadline arrived, she didn't want to pretend anymore and was eager to settle all the accounts with him.
Did she really think that she didn't owe him anything? It was pure self-deception.
No matter how clearly she distinguished the two, it could not change the fact that he had supported her for two years and paid for her education.
Fu Xijing pulled himself out of his memories and focused his eyes on the postcard again. His hands clenched tighter and tighter, and his breathing and heartbeat continued to accelerate.
She left everything behind, except for this postcard he thought was lost.
The answer to the question he had asked tonight was obvious at this moment.
Fu Xijing put the postcard back into the drawer, picked up his packed things and left.
…
Fu Xijing walked downstairs in one go, got into the car, but did not start it for a long time.
He had his hands on the steering wheel, his breathing still not calming down.
The words Fu Qingyun had said to him before echoed in his ears again.
——Song Yi doesn’t want to get close to you because of self-preservation.
——You bullied her a lot back then, didn’t you?
——She is quite afraid of you.
——With your ability to comprehension, it’s no wonder you wasted so many years.
If he was still uncertain after hearing Fu Qingyun's words, he was 100% sure the moment he saw the postcard.
Besides surprise, there is more regret.
As Fu Qingyun said, he had never reflected on what problems existed in his relationship with Song Yi during those two years.
He even thought he was being nice to her.
If she had met someone else, it would have been impossible for her to live a life of luxury for more than two years.
He naturally puts himself in the perspective of the superior, and subconsciously believes that she should please him, so once her reaction does not meet his expectations, he will sneer at her or simply ignore her.
It seemed like he never told her the reason.
No wonder she talked like that in her sleep.
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