Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1306 Gift

"Yan Chen, are you free? I want to talk to you."

These few short words carry Nan Yifeng's deepest desire and anxiety.

After sending the message, his eyes were fixed on the words on the screen as if attracted by a magnet, and a slight ripple inexplicably arose in his heart.

This feeling is hard to describe. It's like waiting for the other party's response with anticipation, but it also reveals a vague sense of inexplicable fear.

On the other side, Fu Yanchen's cell phone was lying quietly on the large desk.

The screen of the mobile phone was still pitch black, without any light, and it was completely isolated from the world.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen's mind had already drifted away like a free-flying bird, or to be more precise, to the side of Xu Xiaoxiao.

In his mind, Xu Xiaoxiao's smile as bright as a flower kept appearing.

The smile was like the most gentle and warm sunshine in spring, gently falling on every corner of his heart, dispelling all the haze that had been hidden for so long.

He was so completely immersed in the beauty that he forgot everything around him. It was not that he forgot, but that he did not want to go back because it was boring.

Fu Yanchen was deeply in love with Xu Xiaoxiao. When Nan Yifeng realized this, his heart couldn't help but darken slightly.

Although he understood Fu Yanchen's passionate and persistent love, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of indescribable loneliness in his heart.

He slowly and gently placed the phone he was holding tightly in his hand on the table beside him. Every subtle movement seemed so slow and solemn, as if the seemingly ordinary phone suddenly turned into a heavy mountain that could not be easily unloaded.

Others may not be able to notice the subtle changes, but only he himself knows how many complex and unspeakable emotions are hidden behind this simple action of putting down the phone.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen, who was in the Fu family mansion, slowly raised his head and looked into the distance through the spacious and bright windows.

A tranquil and beautiful picture immediately appeared in his mind: the sunlight softly fell on the earth, the green grass and the colorful flowers formed a refreshing natural picture.

However, such beautiful scenery did not make him feel relieved, but made the loneliness deep in his heart even more obvious.

The trees in the garden are tall, straight and lush, guarding this small world like loyal guards.

Just then, a breeze blew quietly, and the branches swayed gently in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Fu Yanchen looked closely and found that there were some faint traces of yellowing among the lush branches and leaves.

Could it be that I am seeing things? Or is this tree, which has always been full of vitality, like everything in the world, unable to escape the ruthless erosion of time and is gradually aging?

Thinking of this, Fu Yanchen couldn't help but sigh deeply, and his thoughts drifted to the distant past... All kinds of memories came to his mind, causing him to feel an inexplicable melancholy that he couldn't let go for a long time.

"Autumn is probably coming."

He stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the woods in the distance that were gradually turning golden, and whispered to himself.

Those gentle words seemed to be blown away into the air by the breeze, and only he could hear them.

There was a hint of imperceptible sadness in his tone, just like the first leaf that falls quietly as autumn deepens.

He turned around slowly, his thoughts starting to drift.

Winter is just around the corner. Every time this season comes, his heart will involuntarily think of Xu Xiaoxiao, who has been haunting him and whom he can never forget.

This winter, the cold still arrived as expected, but that familiar figure still did not appear by his side.

This is already the fourth year. He has spent four long and lonely winters alone.

Whenever the cold wind blew through the streets and alleys, and whenever snowflakes fluttered to the ground, that deep sense of loss would surge into his heart without warning like a surging tide.

It was a kind of melancholy that could not be described in words, as if the whole world had become dark and gloomy.

Sometimes he wandered alone on the deserted streets, looking at the dim lights in the distance, thinking to himself:

Where is she now? Is she feeling the cold and loneliness of winter like him? Those beautiful memories of walking in the snow together and snuggling together for warmth have now become a sharp knife that pierces his heart. Every time he thinks of it, his heart aches.

At this moment, a sudden thought broke into his mind:

Why not do something for her? Even if it's just a small thing!

So, his eyes fell on the thick winter clothes in the closet, and he silently wondered whether he should pick out a few warm clothes to send to her who was far away.

"Or, buy some winter clothes and send them to her."

He murmured softly, imagining how warm and beautiful Xu Xiaoxiao would look in these clothes, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He could even clearly see the surprised expression on her face after she received the package, as well as the emotion and joy in her eyes.

But after just a moment, his smile froze.

Because he suddenly realized that if he took the initiative to show his concern, would Xu Xiaoxiao appreciate it? Maybe she would think it was just an unnecessary disturbance, or she would not appreciate his kindness at all.

When he thought of this, his originally relaxed brows gradually furrowed, and a complex look appeared on his face. He was worried that Xu Xiaoxiao might reject him, and he was also conflicted about wanting to give but being afraid of not getting a response.

Outside the window, the wind continued to blow, bringing a hint of coolness, as well as Nan Yifeng's emotion about the relationship between Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao.

He sat there quietly, feeling mixed emotions. He hoped that Fu Yanchen could get out of the emotional fog as soon as possible, but he was also worried that his actions would bring them unnecessary trouble.

And all of this can only turn into a gentle sigh and dissipate in the gradually cooling autumn wind.

One morning a few days later, the sun had not yet risen completely, and a ray of dawn had just appeared on the horizon. The whole world seemed to be still immersed in a sweet dream.

However, at this time, Xu Xiaoxiao was sleeping soundly in her warm and comfortable bed.

Suddenly, a quick and loud cell phone ring broke the silence.

This sudden sound was like a sharp sword, piercing through the curtain of dreams and pulling Xu Xiaoxiao back to reality.

She was startled by the shrill ringtone and subconsciously reached out to grope for the cell phone beside her pillow.

After finally grabbing the phone, she opened her eyes blearily and tried to wake herself up.

The caller ID of an unfamiliar number kept flashing on the screen of her mobile phone. The constantly jumping numbers and light instantly cleared her originally confused mind. She couldn't help but wonder, "Who could be calling so early?"

Although she had some doubts in her heart, she hesitated for a moment and then pressed the answer button.

A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, are you Ms. Xu Xiaoxiao? I have a package for you that needs to be signed for."

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard the voice of the courier, she suddenly realized, that's it! Who could it be?

As she responded, she rubbed her still sleepy eyes vigorously with her hands, trying to drive away the remaining sleepiness.

Then, she forced herself to get up from the bed slowly and with difficulty, yawning loudly.

Because she had just woken up and her body was still a little weak, her movements seemed a little unsteady when she stood up.

Just like that, Xu Xiaoxiao walked towards the door with three staggering steps, ready to receive the express package that contained some mysterious gift.

The door opened slowly, as if being pushed gently by a gentle hand.

In an instant, a fresh and pleasant morning breeze flowed like a spring, caressing the face and bringing a hint of coolness.

This cool breeze is like a messenger of nature, awakening every sleeping cell.

The courier boy stood quietly outside the door, his posture tall and straight like a pine tree.

The sunlight shone on him, outlining a golden outline.

At this moment, his hands were carefully holding a rather large package, with a bright and warm smile on his face. That smile was like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, penetrating the clouds and shining straight into people's hearts.

Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be slightly stunned, her eyes were instantly attracted to her. It's good to be young. She didn't want her to be old and lifeless.

After a brief moment of distraction, she quickly came to her senses and walked quickly towards the door.

She stretched out her right hand, took the pen from the courier, and then signed her beautiful name on the white electronic waybill in a smooth and flowing manner.

After completing the signature, Xu Xiaoxiao lowered her head slightly and looked at the mysterious package in front of her curiously.

Its surface is flat and smooth, and the packaging is tight and exquisite.

Suddenly, her eyes stopped at the upper right corner of the package, where there was a postmark from the distant imperial capital.

The moment she saw the postmark, her heart couldn't help but ripple, and she understood a little bit.

"Hmm...it should be sent by Fu Yanchen."

Xu Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes slightly and murmured softly.

Her voice was so soft, like the rustling of leaves in the breeze, almost inaudible, but the emotion contained in it was as clear as a spring flowing through the heart.

The moment she finished speaking, a faint smile gently climbed up the corners of her pink lips like a flower quietly blooming in spring.

Although the smile was as light as ink, it was full of endless tenderness and sweetness, as if the whole world was lit up by this smile and became shining.

In the past, Fu Yanchen would appear in front of Xu Xiaoxiao on time every day in the dim light of morning light.

At that time, he always held a bunch of beautiful and fragrant flowers in his hands. The flowers were colorful, red like burning flames, pink like gorgeous clouds in the sky, and white like pure and flawless snowflakes in winter.

Each petal stretches out its body to its fullest and blooms so brilliantly, as if telling the world about Fu Yanchen's love and affection for Xu Xiaoxiao, which is as deep as the sea and endless.

And he? He would gaze at his beloved with his deep and tender eyes, with a heart-warming smile on his lips.

At that moment, the air around them seemed to be infected by the strong love between them, filled with wisps of sweet smell, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

If he doesn't come, the courier will come.

Later, Xu Xiaoxiao really couldn't handle those flowers and finally got angry. With her intervention, this romantic gesture gradually became a thing of the past.

Although the habit of sending flowers has disappeared, the emotions hidden deep in the heart have not faded.

Just today, when she received that sudden express delivery, all the memories came flooding back to her mind.

This express delivery was like a blazing bonfire in winter, which inadvertently ignited the warmth in her heart that had been buried by time.

An indescribable warmth surged into her heart like a tide, causing ripples in her heart.

Full of curiosity and anticipation, she carefully carried the package back to her room.

After placing it gently on the table, she began to examine it carefully.

This package is really big! It is tightly wrapped with a thick layer of shockproof foam, which makes people wonder what kind of precious gift is inside.

The more mysterious it was, the more she wanted to find out. So, she could no longer hold back her excitement and couldn't wait to open the package.

As the outer packaging gradually fades away, an exquisite gift box finally appears before your eyes.

The box was simply a finely crafted work of art, its surface as smooth as a mirror, reflecting soft light and emitting a charming luster.

What is even more eye-catching is that there is a carefully decorated ribbon on the top of the box, like a rainbow across it. This ribbon is woven with delicate silk threads, and the color combination is ingenious, which sets off the gift box and creates a strong visual impact, which makes people fall in love with it at first sight.

Xu Xiaoxiao's heart was full of anticipation and curiosity. She gently stroked the flower belt, feeling a delicate touch at her fingertips.

She didn't know what was inside, but this gift from Fu Yanchen undoubtedly made her feel a special kind of warmth and care that morning.

She took a deep breath and slowly opened the lid of the gift box, preparing to welcome the unknown surprise.

What did Fu Yanchen give her?