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

Fu Jincheng chased to the gate and saw Wen Yinuo standing alone in the shadow under a tree amidst the dazzling lights.

My heart tightened for no reason.

For a moment, he had the illusion that he was about to lose control of Wen Yinuo.

Fortunately, it was just an illusion.

He was still standing at the door in a daze without moving. Wen Yinuo, who was more than ten steps away from him, raised his head and looked at the young man standing on the high ground.

"Brother." Wen Yinuo extended his hand to the young man, "Come here quickly."

Just this one sentence almost made Fu Jincheng step on his right foot with his left foot and roll down the stairs.

"Xiaobao, what are you doing standing there?" Fu Jincheng took the boy's hand, "In this weather, why don't you get in the car?"

Are you sad for those two people from the Gu family?

"I'm waiting for you." Wen Yinuo's eyes flashed with something hard to describe, "And step back, I don't have the car keys."

Fu Jincheng: ...

It seems so.

He scratched the back of his head, smiled awkwardly, and skipped the topic.

"Is there anything else you want to say to the two people inside?" Fu Jincheng's voice naturally softened. "After this, it will be troublesome if you want to see them again."

"It's gone." Wen Yinuo walked lightly, "I've got the answer I wanted."

There's no need to continue wasting time on these two irritating scumbags.

Fu Jincheng pursed his lips and said nothing.

He remembered the two questions that Wen Yinuo asked at the end, which were not answered.

The couple from the Gu family will definitely be sentenced to death.

If you don't ask clearly now, it will be much more difficult to see each other again later.

It is even possible that by the time Wen Yinuo wants to know the answers to those two questions, Gu's father and mother will have died.

"Brother, I know what you are worried about." Wen Yinuo raised his eyes from the back seat and saw Fu Jincheng's worried face in the rearview mirror, "I really don't want to know."

Fu Jincheng touched his face.

Was he that obvious?

It was seen so directly.

Wen Yinuo withdrew his gaze and did not notice the young man's cute behavior.

He hugged the one-to-one customized Meow Meow doll and buried his head in it, and a muffled voice came out from inside.

"If it were in my previous life, I would not stop asking those two questions until I got the answers."

After all, he was naive at that time and still had unrealistic fantasies about Gu's father and mother.

The life around me is even more restricted, and I don’t even have a friend to talk to.

This life is different.

In addition to finding his brother, he also found the lover who would accompany him throughout his life.

I also have friends to talk to.

No longer alone, and having died once.

I have let go of many things.

Especially, when it comes to the Gu family.

This time when he came to see Mr. and Mother Gu, he mostly recalled the words that Wen Jian wrote before his death.

As Wen Jian's child, Wen Yinuo felt the piece of paper that was full of words and crumpled into a ball at the first moment.

There is always an unexpressible problem with the words and sentences related to him above.

"I won't look at them again." Wen Yinuo said in a sullen tone with a hint of something not very clear.

The worried boy seemed to be open-minded on the surface, but in fact he was still extremely sad. Fu Jincheng was crying and wished he could grow eyes on the back of his head.

One pair looked at the road conditions, and the other pair looked at Wen Yinuo, analyzing the boy's emotions and finding the right words to comfort him.

When they drove to the traffic light and stopped to wait for the light, Fu Jincheng wanted to quickly comfort Wen Yinuo with a few words.

Suddenly, I was kissed on the side of my face.

In the half-sighted view, there is the young man's happy face without a trace of sadness.

Fu Jincheng's Adam's apple rolled: "...You didn't cry?"

The smile on Wen Yinuo's face froze: "...Why should I cry?"

"...Brother, you don't think that I will be sad for those two scumbags, do you?"

Fu Jincheng stepped on the accelerator, his voice full of embarrassment:

"I, I just listened to the doctor."

Long before the first time he went to Gu's house, Fu Jincheng consulted Wen Yinuo's doctor and asked him what he needed to pay attention to.

The psychologist replied that people with mental illnesses are mostly very sensitive and cannot be speculated based on common sense, so they should be carefully observed at all times.

Many actions that seem insignificant to normal people may be the last straw that breaks the camel's back in the eyes of patients with mental illness.

This is especially true for situations like Wen Yinuo, who has to meet the relatives who once abused him.

Don't just listen to and believe the patient's one-sided statement.

It is also necessary to judge through various behaviors.

Wen Yinuo was a little amused.

"The doctor also said that it's the majority." The boy smiled helplessly, "He has never met a patient like me before."

Relatively speaking, why can the conditions of most patients be applied to him?

And, take a step back.

More than 99 percent of patients with mental illness are not as lucky as him to meet someone who will stand by them unconditionally regardless of right or wrong.

That's why the doctor said that one will not completely expose his true thoughts in front of others.

Wen Yinuo is different.

"I'm lucky to have you, my brother." The boy sat obediently in the back seat of the car, "You always absolutely favor me."

"I will never blame a sick person like other patients' families do."

Then what is there to hide in front of Fu Jincheng?

Every word he said to Fu Jincheng was true, without a trace of falsehood.

Fu Jincheng's mouth was almost stretched to his ears, and the shame and anger in his heart disappeared for the most part.

"Indeed." The young man said cheerfully, "I have to find some time to settle accounts with the doctor for this misleading information."

Wen Yinuo wanted to give him a try.

"What does it have to do with a doctor?" As Fu Jincheng was still driving, he could only slap the seat. "The doctor reminded you like that because he was responsible for his job and for the safety of the patient."

Compared with patients with physical illness, the life safety of people with mental illness is even more of an unknown.

Physiological diseases can be treated with medication, but even with medication, there is no telling when a patient will choose to end his or her life.

"Don't bother the doctor, you hear me."

Fu Jincheng was just joking, but when he saw the boy's serious look in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help laughing:

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to Xiaobao."

After a pause, Fu Jincheng hid the cunning smile in his eyes:

"But, since I'm so obedient, shouldn't Xiaobao give me a little reward?"

Wen Yinuo: ???

"What reward?"

Fu Jincheng just smiled and said nothing.

Until I got home.

While I was taking a shower, the bathroom door was opened by Fu Jincheng from the outside.

Wen Yinuo, who tried his best to drive away the gangster who squeezed in, was tossed from the bathroom to the bedroom.

After being called all kinds of shameful names, he was finally let go and allowed to rest.

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