When Wen Xiyang heard this strange question, he closed his eyes tightly. For some reason, the image of her crying flashed through his mind, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He couldn't even remember this woman, so why was he feeling heartbroken for her? His hands, which were hanging at his sides, unconsciously clenched into fists. "You should go."
"You can't bear it, can you?" Fu Xi suddenly laughed. Who said this was just a book and all the characters were just two-dimensional figures? Wen Xiyang clearly doesn't have the memory of the second draft now, but he still can't bear to be cruel to Fu Xi.
This shows that everyone here has feelings, even if their memories have been erased.
"Wen Xiyang!" Xu Xinxin had been peeking through the second-floor window and could hear their voices. Hearing their intimate interaction, she couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
She asked Wen Xiyang to come downstairs, not so that he would feel sorry for another woman.
Hearing the voice behind him, Wen Xiyang pushed the person in front of him, then turned around without hesitation and strode back, saying, "Get lost."
Seeing this scene, Fu Xi couldn't help but smile. She couldn't cry anymore, and she didn't know whether to be sad or happy.
She was happy that Wen Xiyang still couldn't bring himself to tell her the cruel thing, but she was sad that if she couldn't cry, she couldn't go back. What if the plot really got messed up?
Wen Xiyang was stopped by a figure as soon as he reached the villa entrance. Xu Xinxin said unhappily.
"Wen Xiyang! You're not allowed in. I want you to make things clear with this woman today, and stop her from bothering you again!"
"Listen to me, stop making a fuss, she won't come again." Wen Xiyang reached out and gently rubbed the woman's cheek, speaking in a very gentle tone to soothe her.
He couldn't bring himself to say harsh words to the woman whose face he couldn't remember.
He's never been one to value sentimentality, and besides, that woman was a complete stranger to him. How could he not feel sorry for her...?
Fu Xi couldn't help but reach up and wipe her dry eyes. "I will. I will come again as long as you don't explain it clearly today."
Xu Xinxin looked at the man with red eyes, clearly trying to force him to say those cruel words, "Did you hear that? She said she will come and bother you again."
She is an extremely insecure person, and she cannot tolerate even the slightest imperfection.
Wen Xiyang stood there for a long time, unable to go over and say a single harsh word. In the end, he could only push Xu Xinxin away and walk into the villa without hesitation.
Xu Xinxin cried in disappointment, "Wen Xiyang! You clearly said you would give me enough security, why did you change your mind when it came to this woman?"
She pounded on the door.
Fu Xi's eyes welled up with tears, and finally some tears streamed down her face. She felt that falling in love with Wen Xiyang was worthwhile; it was already very good that someone who had lost his memory could still do this.
As tears streamed down her face, her mind went increasingly blank, and her consciousness gradually faded.
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When she opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar decor of the room. She couldn't wait to get out of bed and walk to the desk, only to find that the computer was gone.
She frantically searched the room, turning it upside down, but couldn't find the computer. Growing impatient, she opened the door and went outside, asking, "Mom, have you seen my computer?"
"I've already thrown it away."
Fu Xi paused, startled by her search for the computer.
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