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

After Wen Yinuo's birthday, Fu Jincheng became even busier after confirming that for some unknown reason, the midday sun would not harm him.

He divided the day into three parts, one for Wen Yinuo, one for the Gu family, and one for the Fu family.

In more than half a year, Fu Jincheng had thoroughly understood the background of the Gu and Fu families for eighteen generations.

I also watched Wen Yinuo enter university with great joy, but was forced to drop out due to campus bullying and false accusations of stealing.

Fu Jincheng, who had just figured out the Gu family and the Fu family but could do nothing about them, was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. He made up his mind and reallocated his time, giving half to Wen Yinuo and the other half to investigating things.

In the following year, Fu Jincheng, while getting to know all the family businesses in Yanjing that were a little bit famous, also learned all the tricks of those old men in the Fu family.

Fu Jincheng was very clear about the two facts that he could not touch any entity and his voice would not be heard by anyone.

His every move over the past year or so can only be described as ridiculous.

But what if?

They all have souls. What if he waits a few more years and is able to be seen and heard by others?

Or if you are luckier, can you be reborn as described in many novels?

That way, everything he has understood and learned now can be put to use.

He has the capital to compete with those old fools in the Fu family, and he will not be deceived again.

He can take Xiaobao away from the Gu family.

Then pack up all the people in the Gu family and make them pay back Wen Yinuo tenfold or a hundredfold for all the suffering he had endured.

This outrageous idea made Fu Jincheng hope that it would come true even more. He didn't see Wen Yinuo being bullied, but he could only watch helplessly from the side.

Later, when I followed Wen Yinuo to the hospital and saw a teenager who was not even twenty years old being diagnosed with depression, the situation reached its peak.

At this time, Fu Jincheng was not thinking about his rebirth.

He prayed and hoped constantly, wanting to use everything he had to help Wen Yinuo recover.

But just like in the past two years, except for the night when Wen Yinuo was dying in the snow and ice on his eighteenth birthday, when the voice was heard and touched Wen Yinuo, there has never been another chance since then.

Praying over and over again, all in vain.

He could only float behind Wen Yinuo, watching the boy take more and more medicine——

From the first few to the dozen or so later.

In the end, I took more medicine than I ate.

He watched Wen Yinuo suffer from the side effects of the drugs, his memory was declining, he was in a trance, and he woke up again and again at night.

He watched as the young man gradually developed drug resistance due to taking too many drugs. When the drugs could not control his condition, he relied on hurting himself again and again and enduring the pain to stay awake.

Every day, new scars appear on Wen Yinuo's body.

From the hand at the beginning to both arms later on, they were all covered with cuts and wounds, making it impossible to continue cutting.

Wen Yinuo changed the location and cut the thigh instead.

Time and time again, each time, the boy's blade cut through his flesh, causing bright red blood to flow.

Fu Jincheng, who had long lost his physical body and could not be injured, felt as if his soul was being torn apart.

The most sad and somewhat funny thing for Fu Jincheng is——

Wen Yinuo's depression is so severe that even medication cannot completely suppress it, and his entire body is covered with bruises.

The Gu family members who accidentally saw the wounds on Wen Yinuo's body not only did not show any concern, but also mocked him instead.

Mocking Wen Yinuo is despicable and shameless.

In order to compete for the attention of family members, they are willing to do such acting.

Even Xiaobao's biological brother, who had the same father and mother as him, came home late one day and saw Wen Yinuo groping his way out to get water and take medicine.

Without even thinking twice, he threw the medicine in Wen Yinuo's hand to the ground and said condescendingly:

"Don't you need to take medicine if you are sick?"

"If you are really sick, pick up the medicine on the ground and eat it."

Fu Jincheng, who witnessed this scene, was so angry that his eyes turned red.

But there was nothing he could do about Gu Huaiyi.

He could only squat down and accompany Wen Yinuo to pick up medicine.

Gu Huaiyi, who had spilled the medicine, saw Wen Yinuo really go to pick up the medicine, and all he could say was "What a good actor."

Fu Jincheng was extremely angry, but at the same time, he was deeply sad about his own powerlessness.

Day by day, Fu Jincheng, who understood everything about the Fu and Gu families, no longer left during the day.

His daily action plan returned to the beginning, when his activity range was only twenty meters.

She followed Wen Yinuo closely during the day and left at night after the boy fell asleep to find those who had looked down on Wen Yinuo in order to please the Gu family during the day. She took note of all of them, regardless of their family background.

In less than half a month, Fu Jincheng had counted the number of leaves on the green plants in the homes of those who flattered the powerful, fawned on the powerful, and deliberately targeted Wen Yinuo in order to please the Gu family and Gu Ran.

As Wen Yinuo's condition gradually worsened, he might not go out for several days.

Fu Jincheng, who no longer needed to hold a grudge, began to visit various religious sites at night.

Due to geographical distance restrictions, Fu Jincheng could only visit temples, Taoist temples and churches in Yanjing.

In less than a week, Fu Jincheng visited all of Yanjing and its surrounding areas, including temples, Taoist temples, and churches, whether they were occupied or not, famous or not, formal or informal, and even entered cult sites several times.

Without exception, there was no place or person where this wandering soul was discovered.

"Xiaobao, you don't know." Fu Jincheng floated beside Wen Yinuo who was tidying up the room, and tried to speak in a relaxed tone, "In those places, the words that came out of the mouths of the 'masters' were so logical and well-reasoned."

"But what's the reality? Those people didn't even know I was right in front of them."

"If it were you, I would arrest all those swindlers, put them in jail and put them on sewing machines to be reformed."

If Wen Yinuo could hear what Fu Jincheng said, the boy's eyes, as bright and clear as obsidian, would definitely narrow with joy.

Unfortunately, all he could hear was an unstoppable buzzing sound, accompanied by a piercing tinnitus.

Not only that, but even my vision became blurry.

After a long time, the tinnitus disappeared and vision returned to normal.

Wen Yinuo blinked several times to make sure he was not mistaken.

The clothes in his hands were stained with obvious blood.

Fu Jincheng immediately panicked.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaobao." He was so panicked that his whole soul was shaking, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a nosebleed."

“I used to have frequent bleeding as a child.”

As he spoke words of comfort, what emerged in his memory was Wen Yinuo's body which had seemed to be deteriorating over the past six months.

Fu Jincheng knew better than Wen Yinuo himself that it was absolutely impossible for him to be alright.

The wandering soul was in a completely mechanical state, following Wen Yinuo step by step to the hospital.

He watched Wen Yinuo undergo various tests, and finally received a report that clearly stated "late-stage leukemia."

Fu Jincheng rushed forward and tried to snatch the report and tear it up.

Fake fake fake fake fake!

It must be fake!

His little baby is very healthy!

But how could a wandering soul possibly get a physical report card?

Sitting dejectedly on the ground, Fu Jincheng listened to the doctor's advice and Wen Yinuo's response of the word "orphan", holding his head and wailing in pain.

“Ahhhhhhhh! Why! Why!”

His little treasure has suffered so much, suffered from depression, and developed drug resistance, but he still tries so hard to survive.

Why is God playing such a joke?!

Take away the only thing Wen Yinuo can hold in his hands?

Why why why?!

In the midst of madness, a light "incurable" shattered Fu Jincheng's shaky soul.

"We need treatment!" Fu Jincheng rushed over, "We need treatment!"

"Xiaobao, wait a minute! Wait for your brother!"

Wen Yinuo has left the hospital and is standing alone in the snow.

"Those liar masters in Yanjing are useless, brother will go look for them somewhere else today!"

"Wait a little longer..."

Before he could finish his last sentence, Fu Jincheng, who had been a wandering soul for nearly three years, instantly disappeared into the air.

Wen Yinuo raised his hand to catch the falling snowflakes.

Strange, he thought.

Why aren’t you cold?