Looking at the other notebooks, they were filled with wish lists, dreams, a grudge notebook, and a rant notebook. Wen Xiyang was both amused and exasperated.
It turns out that Fu Xi, who is such a quiet person, also has such a rich inner world.
From the densely packed notebooks filled with her confessions, Wen Xiyang could tell that Fu Xi's life had not been good before he appeared.
There is no one in this world worth cherishing, and Fu Xi's mother is also unkind to Fu Xi.
Fu Xi didn't have any friends. Wen Xiyang looked at those childish and ridiculous words but couldn't laugh. All of this was Fu Xi's pain.
Fu Xi was just expressing it in this way; in reality, she had been in a lot of pain.
[Tsk, someone as insignificant as me, if I suddenly disappeared from the classroom one day, I believe no one would notice I was gone until someone called my name for something important and no one answered. Then someone would sigh, "Fu Xi isn't here," just one sentence, and after that, no one would remember who I am.]
Fu Xi's handwriting changed from neat and square characters to messy and illegible strokes, which indirectly shows that his emotions changed along with his handwriting.
Wen Xiyang was somewhat irritated. Why hadn't he appeared sooner? He could have spared Fu Xi a few years of suffering.
Wen Xiyang no longer had the courage to open the notebooks. He put them down and went to bed.
"How does it feel to peek into someone else's laptop?" Fu Xi had woken up at some point and was sitting on the bed. Her eyes were still a little blurry as she stared straight ahead without saying a word.
She has excellent hearing; she can hear even the slightest noise. She knew it the moment Wen Xiyang got off the ground.
The reason I didn't speak was because I wanted to see what Wen Xiyang was up to.
"Fu Xi, I..."
"Go to sleep, I'm so sleepy. You can watch whatever you want." Fu Xi didn't seem angry at all. She pulled the blanket up, lay down, and closed her eyes to rest.
Wen Xiyang is really good to her. Fu Xi has no way of getting angry with him over such a small thing. Besides, they are already together, and he can look at those notebooks.
"Okay." Wen Xiyang chuckled softly, still generous and not angry.
That night, both of them slept soundly without saying a word. When Wen Xiyang woke up the next morning, the bedside was empty.
There was no temperature, which showed that Fu Xi had gotten up and left very early.
Wen Xiyang had stayed here before, so his toiletries were in the bathroom. After washing up, he went downstairs and could smell the fragrance as soon as he reached the stairwell.
His gaze fell on the table and he saw a sumptuous breakfast, with Fu Xi helping to serve the dishes.
"Good morning, Mom."
"Let's eat." Fu's mother was already used to Wen Xiyang's easygoing manner, and besides, they had already gotten their marriage certificate, so they were family now, and it was appropriate to call him that.
It wasn't going well before.
“Okay.” Wen Xiyang immediately sat down.
Fu Xi quickly brought out the last dish. "Why did you sleep so late today?"
"Because your bed is so comfortable." Wen Xiyang held chopsticks in his hand, a smile playing on his lips. He missed Fu Xi every night without her.
However, last night was the best night's sleep I've had in a long time.
"Pfft, then let's stay here again tonight," Fu Xi asked impatiently.
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