After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

The dose of drug used by the thugs to knock Wen Yinuo unconscious was too large.

Excluding the two hours spent on the way back, after arriving at Fu Zhanpeng's residence, Wen Yinuo lay down for nearly two hours before he regained a little vague consciousness.

Wen Yinuo used all his strength to force his eyes open a crack, but before he could see clearly where he was, he was blinded by the dazzling white light and closed his eyes reflexively.

After his eyes were stung once, Wen Yinuo opened them again with his eyes squinted, and slowly opened them little by little.

What I saw was a room that was so gorgeous that it was tacky.

Because he maintained the same posture for too long, Wen Yinuo's neck felt numb and sore, and his body was stiff and he couldn't move for a while.

He could only move his eyeballs and try his best to remember everything he could see in his brain.

After scanning it twice and several times, Wen Yinuo was puzzled.

He remembered being kidnapped.

Kidnapped... Why did I wake up in this tacky, but obviously hospitality room?

Several minutes passed and Wen Yinuo still hadn't figured out the doubts in his mind.

However, the stiff and numb body can move normally now.

He first moved his wrists slightly and found that he was not tied up. After a moment of surprise, he supported himself on the ground with one hand for leverage.

Just as I sat up, a familiar voice came from behind me:

"Finally woke up."

It was the voice of Fu Erzha, the person his brother had told him about, Wen Yinuo thought.

Besides this, he always felt that he had heard Fu Erzha's voice somewhere else.

Not a cemetery.

Where exactly it is? It's covered by a veil and I can't remember it at all.

…Forget it, ensuring your own safety is the most important thing.

I’ll think about other things after I leave safely.

The effect of the drug had not yet completely worn off. Wen Yinuo used the force to stand up again, turned around, and stared at Fu Zhanpeng with vigilance and caution, not daring to relax for even a second.

“Don’t be so nervous.”

"As an elder, I am just inviting my nephew's future partner to come to my house to meet him."

Ignoring the contempt on Fu Zhanpeng's face and just listening to his voice, one would really have the illusion that he is a kind elder.

Wen Yinuo did not respond to the kidnapper's words. He lowered his head and moved silently to the window.

You can look at the open window from a certain distance, but only when you get closer can you find that the transparent window is sealed.

"Young man, don't stand by the window. It's dangerous." Fu Zhanpeng sat still, expressing his sincere regret, "Especially for someone like you who is already ill."

"If I stand by the window and fall accidentally, I won't be able to explain to my nephew."

Fu Zhanpeng stopped talking here.

Looking at Wen Yinuo, who had not even glanced at him since he walked to the window, his cloudy eyes were extremely dark and there was a hypocritical smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Now that you've said that, I'm very curious, what kind of drug did you give Fu Jincheng?"

"He had just returned to the country less than three months ago, but he gave up his job as the head of the Fu family, didn't leave a single word, and ran straight back to the remote place of Qiongzhou to bring you back."

"Now, for you, I am willing to give up all the shares of all Fu family-related companies and the position of the head of the family."

Wen Yinuo half leaned against the window, his eyes passing through the transparent glass and falling on a patch of fresh green trees not far away.

My brother said that Fu Erzha is a bad person.

You can't trust what bad people say.

He only believed what his brother said.

No matter what Fu Erzha said, he should just let it go in one ear and out the other and pretend he didn't hear it.

Fu Zhanpeng was very happy to see Wen Yinuo deliberately avoiding him.

"Elders all hope that their younger generations will live well. If you were a normal person, it would be fine. I would definitely bless you two."

He expressed sincere regret.

"But you are sick."

"Mental illnesses cannot be properly resolved or cured in a day or two, or a month or two."

"At least it starts with a year."

"Fu Jincheng's parents passed away. As his second uncle, I really couldn't bear to see him waste his whole life on a mentally ill person."

When Fu Zhanpeng said this, his eyes were fixed on Wen Yinuo and never moved away for a moment.

Although the boy seemed to show no emotion due to Fu Zhanpeng's words, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

Even though Wen Yinuo told himself again and again that Fu Zhanpeng's words were not credible.

But no matter how unbelievable it is, it cannot be changed. What he said later is the fact.

It's something that has already happened.

It is a fact that Fu Jincheng went to Qiongzhou to find him, and took great pains to guide him step by step to be willing to accept treatment and return to Yanjing.

It is also a fact that now, because of him, people are threatened to give up things that originally belonged to "Fu Jincheng".

All these things, whether one is willing to believe them or not, have already caused actual impacts.

As for the time required to cure mental illnesses, it has been written in the history of human medicine, and every word of it is an objective truth that cannot be changed.

Whether you are willing to admit it or not, it will be there and will not change for ten or a hundred years.

Fu Zhanpeng narrowed his eyes and continued to poke Wen Yinuo in the heart:

"As for me, I have never had a life-and-death relationship like you young people."

"But I still know what it's like to truly love someone."

"If you love someone, you definitely want him to live a better and better life."

"Instead of watching him lose everything he had because of me."

“You may even lose your life.”

The moment the words fell into Wen Yinuo's ears, a moment of distraction passed through his mind.

The boy bit the tip of his tongue and felt the bloody taste and pain in his mouth, which prevented him from losing strength and falling to the ground.

He couldn't block Fu Zhanpeng, nor could he refute his words.

It is an indisputable fact that Fu Jincheng lost his life for him.

——Time goes back to the previous life.

At that time, he still had illusions about his biological parents and did not leave Yanjing and return to Qiongzhou.

Fu Jincheng, who came to find him, didn't have to go to Qiongzhou.

But it just so happens that they are in the same city, not too far away from each other.

Fu Jincheng lost his life in an unexpected car accident.

That was Wen Yinuo, a fact buried in the deepest part of his memory that he didn't want to recall again.

Fu Zhanpeng's eyes fell on the trembling shadow on the ground.

really.

it works.

It seems that it is feasible to drive Wen Yinuo crazy before Fu Jincheng comes.

Pointing to the node on the desktop, Fu Zhanpeng smiled with emotion:

"Although you suddenly went from Yanjing to Qiongzhou before and saved Fu Jincheng once."

"But from now on, as long as you are alive."

"For anyone who wants Fu Jincheng dead but can't do anything about it, there's now another target."

"And it's a target that will succeed 100% of the time."

"Based on Fu Jincheng's feelings for you, he won't leave you in danger and ignore you."

"What about you? Not only are you physically weak, you're also a mental patient. You don't have the ability to protect yourself at all."

"It's just a living, moving burden."

Wen Yinuo did not hear what he said next.

The young man, feeling extremely guilty, had only the sentence at the beginning of his mind filled with "I saved Fu Jincheng once".

The familiarity and intuition of Fu Zhanpeng's voice occupied all my senses.

Wen Yinuo suddenly raised his head, his red eyes meeting Fu Zhanpeng's disdainful and complacent gaze:

"I... saved my brother?"

"Saved Fu Jincheng?"

When was he rescued? Why didn’t he know?

After talking for so long, Fu Zhanpeng finally sat up after Wen Yinuo gave a response.

The facts were a little different from what he thought.

Wen Yinuo cared about Fu Jincheng more than he imagined.

This is a good thing.

"Don't you know?" Fu Zhanpeng deliberately lowered his voice, "Originally, he was going to Gu's house to find you."

"I've already picked out the car and ending for him."

"——He was driving to look for his brother who had been separated for many years when he had an accident and was hit by a large truck that suddenly rushed out. He died on the spot."

"What a pity, you went to Qiongzhou."

"My nephew was so anxious to see you that he didn't even wait for the flight route application."

It's not a private plane, so he can't do anything with it.

Fu Zhanpeng's proud voice, which he deliberately suppressed, overlapped with a voice that slowly emerged from his memory.

Wen Yinuo's confused eyes gradually came into focus.

He remembered where else he had heard Fu Erzha's voice besides that time in the cemetery.

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