Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

When Fu Lingye came out of the study room, he walked past the kid's bedroom. He saw Mu Tongrui holding Sweetheart in her
arms, telling her a story.
The man stood at the door for a long time without disturbing the pair.
Perhaps it was because the scene was too heartwarming, Fu Lingye could not bear to disturb. Only when Sweetheart, in her
cartoon pyjamas, fell asleep on Mu Tongrui's chest, Mu Tongrui lightly petted the back of the little one, and carefully put the
storybook away. Just as she was ready to snuggle with Sweetheart to sleep, Fu Lingye walked in.
Fu Lingye picked Mu Tongrui up from the child's bed in a sweep. Mu Tongrui let out a small squeak of surprise, and asked softly,
“Lingye? You're done with your work?”
Fu Lingye let out a soft hum while carrying her out of the kid's bedroom.
Mu Tongrui struggled a little, “Let me down, I promised Sweetheart that I will sleep with her tonight. If she does not see me there
tomorrow morning, she will definitely be upset!”
“If you accompany Sweetheart tonight, who will accompany me?” He asked in all seriousness.
Mu Tongrui blushed, “You're a grown man, why are you fighting with Sweetheart?”
Fu Lingye had always been a light sleeper. Especially since 10 years ago when Qiao Sang passed on, in the first few years of
suffering from depression, he had insomnia. Even with the help of sleeping pills, it was common for him to pull all-nighters. His
temper had been much better past 3 years thanks to Sweetheart, and so had his insomnia, but he could not fall into a deep
sleep.
However, Fu Lingye realized that when he slept with Mu Tongrui in his arms, he would sleep particularly well.
“Compared to Sweetheart, I need you more. I need you in my arms for me to fall asleep.”
“.....”
This unexpected sentence sent ripples through Mu Tongrui's heart.
Although Fu Lingye had a serious expression when he said the sentence, Mu Tongrui could almost taste the sweetness. It was
not sweet nothings, but they were more useful than honeyed words between lovers.

“Then wake me up earlier tomorrow morning so I can sneak back into Sweetheart's room.” Mu Tongrui was all too aware of how
Sweetheart was like Fu Lingye, and was not a morning person. If Sweetheart did not see her tomorrow morning, the little one
would definitely get mad.
Fu Lingye replied with a hum.
After the pair got into bed, Mu Tongrui automatically turned around and snuggled into his embrace, “Lingye, have you ever
wondered - what if Qiao Sang is really still alive...”
He frowned, “Why would you make such an assumption?”
“I'm just asking,” Mu Tongrui looked at him carefully. If he knew that Qiao Sang was still alive he would probably bring her back to
his side immediately.
Just when she was going to leave, Qiao Sang came back. All these events felt predestined - even fate wanted her to leave Fu
Lingye...
She cannot bring herself to hate him again, but the death of her father replayed vividly in her mind. Plus, the person he truly
loves had always been Qiao Sang. Her leaving and Qiao Sang returning would just be bringing things back to where they should
be.
She had already prepared everything for her departure - purchased the tickets, prepared the luggage, and made plans. Now, all
she had to do was to say goodbye properly.
Fu Lingye did not intend to continue talking about Qiao Sang. With his arms around her waist and his eyes shut, he whispered in
her ear, “Let's meet directly at Banyan Tree Hotel tomorrow evening. I'll get Xu Kun to pick you up after work.”
“Why are we going to Banyan Tree Hotel?”
“It's a secret,” Fu Lingye replied with a smile.
Mu Tongrui pursed her lips and humphed, “Putting on airs now! Anyway, there's no need for you to trouble Xu Kun to pick me up.
Just give me a call when you get off work and I'll take a taxi over. Isn't it a waste of time for Mr. Xu to make two trips?”
Fu Linye opened his eyes slowly, and looked at the woman in his arms with mirth, “Are you looking forward to it?”
“I'm not! You're the one who made me expect something!”

Under the blanket, the large hand reached for her small hand, and a finger lightly stroked the diamond ring on her ring finger. He
lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead.
Call her sensitive, or a woman's intuition, Mu Tongrui instinctively felt that the surprise Fu Lingye had prepared for tomorrow was
a proposal.
Her eyes were drawn to Fu Lingye uncontrollably.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Do you want me?”
“.....”
Fu Lingye even looked at the time. It was already 11 pm. He turned back to hug her, and kidded her neck and cheeks, “It's
getting late. If we do it would end around 1 am. I'll satisfy you tomorrow night, how about that?”
His careless tone was especially attractive.
Mu Tongrui glared at him out of embarrassment. Who wants to do it? He is the one thinking dirty!
Fu Lingye turned off the desk lamp. When he came back, Mu Tongrui opened her arms and gave him a proper hug.
“Lingye,” the lady in his arms called out to him in a sweet voice.
“Hmm?” Mu Tongrui held on to his large hand and placed it on her belly. “Do you prefer a boy or a girl?”
He kissed the back of her neck and answered in a hoarse voice, “Anything.”
“I can't give birth to anything.”
Fu Lingye gave a small chuckle and gave her a gentle squeeze with his hand resting around her waist. “You're mad?”
Mu Tongrui was not really angry. She buried into the neck of Fu Lingye, “I hope it's a boy so we can have a boy and a girl. Help
me to name our child, okay?”
Fu Lingye frowned, and looked at her in the dimly lit room, “The baby will only be born in 8 more months. Anyway, we don't know
if it's a boy or a girl. If you ask me to name the child now, it will really be named Anything.”
Mu Tongrui pursed her lips.

She just greedily wished for Fu Lingye to name their child before she leaves Bei City tomorrow. She will be leaving him for good,
and they might never meet again in this lifetime.
At least in the future, she could tell the child that he was named by his father.
When she thought of this, tears swelled up in her eyes.
Mu Tongrui was not a crybaby, or especially emotional. She just felt like she might not be able to take another breath because
she would be leaving Fu Lingye and Sweetheart tomorrow.
She naively thought that she did not like Fu Lingye that much. She also used to believe that she was willing to sacrifice anything
to avenge her father.
As the hot tears fell from Mu Tongrui onto the arm Fu Lingye has around her, he was startled.
“You got upset because I said I'll name the child Anything?”
Mu Tongrui embraced him and muttered, “I'm furious, how can you name him Anything? Anything, ice cream is delicious, you
want people to eat our child like ice cream?”
Fu Lingye raised his hand and stroked her hair. He thought that it was due to her pregnancy that caused her to have extreme
mood swings, or maybe Mu Tongrui's words were so convincing that even Fu Lingye bought it.
Fu Lingye embraced the lady for a long while, so long that Mu Tongrui was about to fall asleep in his arms. Before she did, she
heard Fu Lingye saying in a soothing, low voice, “If it's a girl, then name her Fu Moxing, If it's a boy, name him Fu Moheng.”
In his arms, Mu Tongrui curled her lips, “Okay.”
Fu Siqi, Fu Moxing, Fu Moheng ... That means eternal stars. Not only was it meaningful, but it also sounded good.