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    During Yu Xiangxi’s college years, he visited Yu Huan twice, once to help her hold a parent-teacher meeting, and once to help her return the card – the card that Fu Xianling gave to Yu Huan, he recharged and returned it.

    Yu Huan told Yu Xiangxi about the meal card given to her by the class teacher. Yu Huan told him several times that the class teacher was very kind to her, had a gentle temper, and always spoke with a smile. All the students in the class liked her. After learning about the class assignment, many people wanted to be assigned to her class again.

    Yu Xiangxi topped up his meal card and bought fruits. When he came over, Fu Xianling was not there. Someone pointed him to Fu Xianling’s office seat and asked him to put down his things, so he took a look.

    Fu Xianling writes very delicately. When he saw the notes on her desk, he remembered her smiling eyes when he saw her last time.

    A teacher nearby was talking about Fu Xianling, saying that she was so happy and that her husband was a good match. Yu Xiangxi couldn’t help but wonder what kind of man could marry such a gentle and beautiful woman.

    In the end, he didn’t see Fu Xianling. The part-time furniture store called him. He was worried that he would not be able to make up for the time, so he just put down his meal card and fruit and left.

    Before leaving, he left a note that read: [I am brother Yu Huan, thank you very much for taking care of Huan.】

    After that, in the past two years, he met Fu Xianling downstairs in the community where he had just moved. She was still smiling and greeting the people around her as gently as when they first met. She was carrying a sports bag behind her. She probably just came back from the gym. When she saw him, she also smiled politely at him.

    Yu Xiangxi thought she recognized him, but when she walked straight past him, he realized that she just smiled politely and did not recognize him.

    When she gets up in the morning, she will go shopping first, then go out and jog to the gym around eight o’clock. She will come back to cook at noon, and take a book to the gym in the afternoon. She does not wear tight clothes, she always wears loose long sleeves, and occasionally wears sunglasses. Her exposed nose is small, and her lips are bright red, without lipstick, which is a natural lip color.

    She went home to cook at around 6 p.m., came down to take out the trash around 6:40 p.m., and finally went upstairs and never came out again.

    Yu Xiangxi met her more times, and he knew her going out time and rest time.

    At first, he just thought that Fu Xianling was the only acquaintance in this community and was Yu Huan’s teacher, and had no other ideas. Then one day, when he came back from his part-time job, he met Fu Xianling at the door and bought a few bottles of water for the sanitation workers. He stood there and stared at it for a long time.

    Yu Xiangxi knows many rich people, but he has never seen anyone like Fu Xianling. He is obviously rich, but humble and gentle. He will buy water for the sanitation workers with a smile and chat with them.

    Like…friends.

    Later, when he came out of the supermarket, he met Fu Xianling who was carrying a bag of fruit. He mustered up the courage to stop her and said to her: “Sister, let me carry it for you.”

    He wants to take care of her more, just like she takes care of Yu Huan in school.

    But when he met Fu Xianling coming in crying in the elevator, at that moment, something changed.

    He couldn’t sleep all night, but he couldn’t figure out why she was crying.

    Had a quarrel?

    I cried like this on the second day of Valentine’s Day. Could it be that she had a quarrel with her husband?

    Also, her husband is always on business trips, and he has only seen him less than four times since he moved here.

    He lay on the bed and tossed and turned, thinking that if it were him, he would not let her cry.

    But she is already married.

    He closed his eyes, and all he could think of was Fu Xianling leaning against the elevator door, covering her face with one hand, crying until her eyes were red.

    The moment he handed over the tissue, he didn’t know how hard it took to restrain his urge to hug her.

    It was also at that moment that he discovered something.

    he likes her.

    I like this married woman.

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