Fu Yichuan was called back by his daughter's cry, because of his distraction, Xiaomi crawled out of the door at some point, knocked on the stone at the door, and his forehead was scratched and bleeding.

The daughter's cry was loud, and the wife who was cooking didn't have time to put down the spatula in her hand, so she hurriedly ran out, Fu Yichuan took a step ahead of his wife, and picked up the millet who was crying with a handful of snot and tears.

Fu Yichuan hugged his daughter in distress, and finally coaxed his daughter, when her daughter fell asleep, there were still crystal tears in the corners of her eyes, and her small mouth was pouting, which was very cute.

As soon as Fu Yichuan turned around, he saw his wife's beautiful and refined face, and his wife did not blame Fu Yichuan, but looked at him with worried eyes.

"Feng'er, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's my ......"

"Shhhhh......h

Fu Yichuan instantly understood what his wife meant, he followed his wife outside the house, and made sure that he would not disturb his daughter, so he spoke: "Feng'er, millet her...... Will there be scars? ”

His wife patted his forehead with a smile, "Fool, where are the children not bumpy, our millet is not so weak, she is Fu Yichuan's daughter." ”

"But ......"

"Don't worry, it's okay, let's eat first, I made your favorite dish."

His wife's words did not make Fu Yichuan's brows stretch, he had something in his heart, and he couldn't relax.

The wife is very aware of Fu Yichuan's love for her daughter, and she is usually reluctant to let her be hurt a little, and she takes care of her all the time, but now, her daughter is bruised under his nose, it is obvious that Fu Yichuan has something else in mind, and then looking at Fu Yichuan's tightly twisted eyebrows, his wife is even more determined in her thoughts.

That night, Fu Yichuan had insomnia, lying on the bed tossing and turning, but he couldn't fall asleep, and then he simply didn't sleep, just looking at his wife's sleeping appearance, I have to say that after marrying his wife, he lived happily every day, and his wife gave him little by little the warmth he lacked in the past, and she let him know what love is, what is family affection, such a stable and happy life, is he really willing to leave?

Fu Yichuan was caught in a difficult choice.

But what he didn't know was that his wife didn't sleep all night, staying up with him until dawn, and every minute and second of his torment, his wife knew it clearly.

His wife had too many things to ask him, but she couldn't hold back, she knew that he would tell her one day.

The long night finally ended with the sound of roosters, and both husband and wife were relieved.

The wife still got up early, and then was busy with housework and preparing food for the family, but Fu Yichuan couldn't go out hunting with peace of mind, and even when he was chopping wood, he almost cut off his own hand.

He thought about it again and again, and decided to confess to his wife, when he found his wife, his wife was holding millet to coax her to sleep, and when he saw Fu Yichuan, his wife signaled him to wait for him to talk, and when millet fell asleep, his wife put millet in the bedroom, and then waited for him to say.

Fu Yichuan looked at his wife's beautiful cheeks, her serious appearance, and she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"Yichuan, let's say, I know, you're about to be tormented these days." The wife was the first to break the silence.

"Feng'er, I'...... I ......"

"Yichuan, no matter what decision you make, we will support you, if you really can't let go, then be brave and do it!"

"You...... Not against me? Fu Yichuan was surprised.

The wife shook her head, "I don't object, because I know that if I don't want you to go, you will definitely not go, but by doing so, what we leave behind is only Fu Yichuan's body, and his heart will never belong to us completely, so I don't object." ”

Fu Yichuan was moved to tears, this is his wife, she has always been so understanding.

"Yichuan, I have something for you."

"What's that?" Pay a river and be confused.

The wife stood up with a smile, then walked into the house, took out a wooden box, and handed it to Fu Yichuan.

Fu Yichuan turned out the wooden box, slowly opened, and then widened his eyes and looked at his wife, "Star Dance!" ”

The wife smiled: "That's right, it's Star Dance!" ”

"You know everything?"

"Hmm." The wife nodded, "Since Mi was injured that day, I found out that something was wrong with you, you started to lose your mind because you saw Star Dance, if I'm not wrong, if you didn't meet me, didn't marry me, and didn't give birth to Xiaomi with me, then now, you should have become the number one swordsman in the world!" ”

"......" Fu Yichuan never told his wife that he wanted to become the number one swordsman in the world, how could his wife know this?

"Yichuan, I really love you, everything about you, even if you don't say it, I will still know, since the age of eighteen, I have posted a challenge post, and at the age of twenty-four, I have become the fourth swordsman on the swordsman list, Yichuan, your dream is to become the number one swordsman in the world from the beginning and reach the top of the kendo supreme, right? I'm sorry, because Xiaomi and I are holding you back from realizing your dreams. ”

"Kaede ......"

"Yichuan, there is no need to say superfluous words, we are a family, no matter what happens, we will always support you silently behind you."

"Feng'er, I'm sorry."

"You can go with confidence, home and millet, I will take good care of it, we will wait for you to come back."

His wife is empathetic, reasonable, and considerate to him, no matter what decision he makes, his wife will support him unconditionally, but when he gets his wife's support, it is not so easy, as if a huge stone is pressed on his chest, making him feel miserable when he gasps.

His wife silently took care of everything for him, and repeatedly told him to take good care of himself, so he sent him away with tears.

In this way, Fu Yichuan left the house with the things his wife had prepared.

In this way, after three years, twenty-seven-year-old Fu Yichuan once again embarked on the road of becoming the world's number one swordsman, only this time, he is no longer alone, he has concern and warmth.

The moment he turned to leave, tears wet his eyes uncontrollably, he was no longer the eighteen-year-old boy who was not afraid of heaven and earth, he was the husband of a woman and the father of a child.

Fu Yichuan did not immediately go to the third-ranked swordsman to challenge, but found a place to retreat and cultivate.

In three years, holding the star dance in his hand again made him feel a little rusty, but now Fu Yichuan is no longer cold and old-fashioned, and has more warmth and flexibility.

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