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

Even though the door was closed to block Gu Huaiyi's view, Wen Yinuo's fear, confusion and struggle did not diminish in the slightest.

Instead, it is getting worse and worse.

When being carried upstairs by Fu Jincheng, she struggled in vain and after failing to escape, she bit the shoulder of the person who was holding her tightly.

The young man seemed unaware, and steadily, step by step, he carried Wen Yinuo back to the most familiar room.

Fu Jincheng slowly and gently placed Wen Yinuo on the bed and helped him sit up against the headboard.

Fu Jincheng used one hand to control Wen Yinuo, who was still struggling and trying to scratch him. With his other free hand, he took out the key from under the pillow and opened the first compartment of the bedside table.

The first compartment contains a metal box made of titanium alloy and with fingerprint authentication.

Fu Jincheng placed his thumb on the fingerprint sensor and the metal box opened.

The medicines inside have been classified in advance.

After taking out one of the bags and opening a bottle of water with one hand, Fu Jincheng slightly loosened his hand that was pressing on Wen Yinuo.

As soon as he relaxed a little, Wen Yinuo escaped from Fu Jincheng's control in an instant.

"Get out! All of you, get out!" The young man hid in the corner in panic, curled up pitifully, "Go away! All of you, go away!"

Fu Jincheng came closer with medicine and water.

He tried to use words to awaken Wen Yinuo's consciousness and get the boy to take the medicine on his own initiative.

Almost ten minutes passed, Fu Jincheng's lips were already cracked, but Wen Yinuo was still completely overwhelmed by the mountain of fear.

There was no sign of regaining consciousness.

Helplessly, even though Fu Jincheng was reluctant, he had to choose the doctor's method.

——Pinch Wen Yinuo’s chin, pour the medicine directly into the boy’s mouth, and then force him to swallow it.

This action once again evoked the memory of Wen Yinuo being taken to the club.

This time, it was not something he experienced personally.

But see it with your own eyes.

He looked at the boys and girls of similar age as himself, who were being held down by the rich kids in the box and forced to drink drugs against their will.

The boys and girls who had been refusing before being given the drugs, began to actively seek love soon after the drugs took effect.

The stimulation of the disgusting scene in his memory made Wen Yinuo struggle even harder.

The young man looked at Fu Jincheng, and there was no trace of the usual attachment and trust in his eyes, only fear.

No matter how terrified he was, Wen Yinuo could only utter incoherent syllables because his mouth was covered.

Fu Jincheng hugged Wen Yinuo tightly in his arms, not daring to look directly into those eyes.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." The young man's voice trembled along with Wen Yinuo's trembling body, "I'm here, I'm always here."

"Brother will protect you and won't hurt you."

Wen Yinuo couldn't hear a word he said.

All he could see were the club's dazzling lights and his forced peers.

It was not until the effect of the drug he had been forced into took effect and his extremely frightened brain gradually became confused and drowsy that he finally stopped struggling, his body went limp, and he fell powerlessly into Fu Jincheng's arms.

Fu Jincheng's eyes were full of love and affection. He placed a kiss on the top of the boy's head and put him back on the bed.

Even though he had fallen asleep under the effects of the drugs, it was still clear from the way Wen Yinuo curled up while sleeping that he was still in fear.

At this time, the only thing Fu Jincheng could do was to quietly stay by the bed and wait for the boy to wake up.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yinuo quietly.

But my mind was not calm at all, and huge waves were rising.

Analyzing the time they spent together after the reunion, the reason why Wen Yinuo lost control today was definitely not what happened in the past two years.

Going back further, in his previous life, less than two days after his death, he had been accompanying Wen Yinuo in the form of a soul.

Among all the memories that he had experienced with Wen Yinuo, Fu Jincheng could not find a scene that made Wen Yinuo feel nothing but fear, crying and shouting, struggling with all his might, and asking people to get out.

That can only be when he is not with Wen Yinuo.

In his previous life, he had to investigate his own death and his father's death.

The only fixed time every day when I am not with Wen Yinuo is from midnight to three in the morning.

Only at this point in time, he didn't know what happened to Wen Yinuo.

But at this point, almost half a year had passed, and he left only after confirming that no one had disturbed Wen Yinuo within these three hours.

If Wen Yinuo was taken away at this time in the early morning...

At this point in time, that's all that will happen.

Considering Wen Yinuo’s resistance, the answer is obvious.

One hundred percent, it was Gu Huaiyi who wanted to use Wen Yinuo to please those beasts.

Fu Jincheng's eyes were bloodshot and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Gu, Huai, Yi." Fu Jincheng felt sick when he squeezed out these three words from his throat, "How dare you?!"

How dare the Gu family? !

He originally thought that the humiliation that the person he held dearest to his heart had suffered in the Gu family was already the limit.

Unexpectedly, he bullied Wen Yinuo at home.

He actually wanted to treat Wen Yinuo as an object and send him back and forth.

This is not called cruel.

This is inhumane!

The young man curled up on the bed suddenly let out a whimper, which brought Fu Jincheng back to his weak senses amidst his anger.

"Brother..." The sleepy boy didn't know what he was dreaming about. Tears fell from his tightly closed eyes. He murmured in great sorrow to the only two people he could trust, "Mom..."

"I'm not dirty..."

In an instant, Fu Jincheng heard the sound of his heart breaking.

He still couldn't wake up Wen Yinuo.

I could only hold the boy's cold hands to warm him.

"I know, my mother and I both know." Fu Jincheng replied in a low voice, "My little treasure is the cleanest."

The sleeping Wen Yinuo couldn't hear anything.

He was still trapped in a sad and terrifying nightmare.

It wasn't until a few hours later that I woke up from my coma.

The moment Wen Yinuo saw Fu Jincheng holding his hands, his first feeling was that it was unreal. He reflexively pulled his hands back and kept dodging backwards.

Fu Jincheng's hand, which was extended to touch the boy's cheek, stopped in mid-air: "Xiaobao, you..."

Before he could finish his words, tears silently rolled down Wen Yinuo's face as he distanced himself from Fu Jincheng.

Fu Jincheng didn't care about his lover's resistance. He took a step forward and hugged her tightly in his arms to comfort her.

The boy who was crying silently, at the moment he was hugged, a faint confusion appeared in his empty and desperate eyes.

He seemed to have just seen clearly who was in front of him, and whispered softly:

"elder brother?"

Fu Jincheng folded his arms and hugged tighter:

"it's me."

"I always."

Along with the words that were spoken, Wen Yinuo's fearful doubts were raised:

"But my brother and mom just disliked me... and called me dirty."

"I, I explained, I'm not dirty, really not! But they still don't want me!"

"Fake! You are fake!"

"They don't want me!"

"The same to you!"