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

The age controversy was caused by Fu Jincheng's strong imagination and his age classification which is completely different from that of the general public.

After seeing with my own eyes the comments of “he is not an old man” appearing on the campus forum topic wall one after another, and with Wen Yinuo’s comfort like he was comforting a child, the conversation finally came to an end.

Pushing away Fu Jincheng who was sticking to him like a large dog, Wen Yinuo yawned and said sleepily:

"Brother, stop making trouble and go to bed early."

Fu Jincheng's eyes were brighter than light bulbs: "Tomorrow is Saturday."

Wen Yinuo turned over and faced Fu Jincheng with his back: "Saturday is not possible either."

"I'm going back to Qiongzhou tomorrow."

This idea came to me a month ago.

I just kept getting distracted by other things and wasn't sure.

Until today, he was still looking at the draft design that he had unconsciously drawn, representing the work of him, Fu Jincheng, and Wen Jian.

The thought of nothingness fell in an instant.

He should go back and take a look.

The light in the large dog's eyes instantly went out.

"What about me?" Fu Jincheng poked the boy's back again and again, "What should I do?"

"Wen Yinuo, you're not going to abandon your boyfriend, are you?"

Wen Yinuo, who had his back to him, raised the corner of his mouth: "Oh, what should I do? I really forgot about you, brother."

Fu Jincheng paused.

"You're amazing." The young man almost squeezed out the words, "It's okay, I'll charter a plane."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Jincheng suddenly felt a softness on his lips.

Wen Yinuo, who had his back to him, turned around at some point, his eyes full of twinkling lights: "I was kidding you."

"How could I forget you?"

"Tomorrow morning at 10:15, Yanjing will go directly to Qiongzhou."

"Brother, go to sleep."

The large dog's eyes lit up again.

I won't continue to make trouble.

Fu Jincheng hugged Wen Yinuo's waist and gently pulled him into his arms, then lowered his head and placed a kiss on the top of the boy's head:

"Good night, sweet dreams."

*

The next day, Wen Yinuo, who had repeatedly asked to go to bed early the night before, was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes when the alarm went off.

Fu Jincheng called him several times, and seeing that the boy was still dazed and unconscious, he directly picked him up from the bed and personally took him to wash and change clothes.

From the time the alarm rang at eight o'clock until he arrived at the airport at half past nine, Wen Yinuo was still dazed.

"Why are you so sleepy?" Fu Jincheng held Wen Yinuo in his arms, avoiding the crowd at the airport, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." Wen Yinuo yawned, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, "I'm just sleepy."

Fu Jincheng, whose train of thought has always been out of the norm since he was a child, recalled the various outrageous settings he saw under the post that spread the rumor that he was an old man.

The first thing that came out of my mouth was “Are you pregnant?”

Wen Yinuo's sleepiness instantly disappeared: "...Brother, when you come back this time, go check your brain."

"real."

This isn't some weird novel. He just has the intention but not the ability.

...No, why would he have that intention?

It was definitely affected by Fu Jincheng’s abnormality!

Fu Jincheng was about to admit his mistake, but before he could say it out loud, he received a glare from Wen Yinuo and blinked blankly.

Apart from the thoughtless words just now, has he done anything else to offend Xiaobao?

This doubt was not resolved after flying from Yanjing to Qiongzhou.

From Qiongzhou Airport to the small village where his home was, Fu Jincheng continued to ask questions in a roundabout way, but still didn't get a single word out of him.

After getting out of the car, Fu Jincheng, holding Wen Yinuo's hand in one hand and carrying the worship supplies in the other, was still thinking about how to find out the reason why Wen Yinuo glared at him.

Until people stood under the cemetery.

"Brother." Wen Yinuo stopped and looked at Fu Jincheng who was holding his hand beside him. "Are you ready?"

Fu Jincheng's thoughts were all over the solar system: "Ah? What are you preparing for?"

Isn't it just coming back to see mom?

"Actually, I came back this time with another idea." Wen Yinuo's voice became much softer, and his face from the base of his neck to his ears was stained with a light layer of red.

"I want to...tell my mother about our current relationship."

"Not just relatives and family, but also lovers."

Fu Jincheng trembled and almost dropped the thing in his hand.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over!

Before coming, he didn't know what Wen Yinuo was going to do. Seeing the young man's calm look, he thought he just missed Wen Jian and was going to pay his respects normally.

Who knew I would come back to meet my parents!

He didn't buy anything!

It would be too hasty to just go and meet the parents like this, and Wen Jian would definitely get up and beat him to death!

Putting down the big bag in his left hand, Fu Jincheng took out his cell phone tremblingly.

"Wait a minute." The young man was so nervous that he stuttered. "I, I, I, I'll have someone send some more things over."

Wen Yinuo laughed:

"Brother, don't bother."

"You were raised by your mother since you were a child. Doesn't she know you?"

Fu Jincheng's hands stopped shaking and his voice stopped stuttering.

Yes.

He and Wen Yinuo, unlike other couples, come from two completely different families.

He and Wen Yinuo were separated for several years.

But the most important years in our lives were spent together.

Although they are not related by blood, they were all picked up.

But the mother is the same - Wen Jian.

It was Wen Jian who raised them since they were young.

Naturally, I have an absolute understanding of their personalities.

Fu Jincheng, who had figured it out, straightened his clothes, picked up the bag full of memorial supplies on the ground, and took the first step towards the cemetery.

The cemetery is well managed.

Even though more than half a year has passed, they have been tripped up by various things and have never returned.

Wen Jian's tombstone was still clean, without a trace of dust.

Wen Yinuo grabbed Fu Jincheng's clothes and pulled him to kneel down.

He looked at Wen Jian's gentle smile on the tombstone, and watched him and Fu Jincheng. He didn't stop burning paper in his hands, but for a moment, he was lost in thought and thought about the last few hours of his previous life.

If you count carefully, it has been less than two years since the day he fell into the water in his last life.

But in actual feeling, it feels like two lifetimes.

The scorching heat of the flame stung his fingertips, and Wen Yinuo came back to his senses, his eyelashes trembling slightly in the orange-red flames.

"Mom, long time no see." The boy said softly, "My brother and I are here to see you."

Fu Jincheng responded with an "hmm" and swallowed the rest of his words when Wen Yinuo looked at him in a restraining gaze.

"Actually, it's not all my brother." When Wen Yinuo said this, his voice unconsciously became much softer than before.

"Brother is still my boyfriend now."

"In the future, you will be my fiancé, husband, and lifelong companion."