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

As the sky gradually darkened and the first ray of sunlight turned golden red and fell on the earth, Wen Yinuo had already been sent from the restaurant to the airport.

"Are you really leaving tonight?" Zhao Lingyun arranged his clothes with reluctance and worry. "If we leave at this time, it will be at least after eight o'clock when we arrive in Qiongzhou."

"Nobo, you still have to go home. Even if I give you the fastest speed, you will get home at nearly twelve o'clock in the evening."

The more Zhao Lingyun spoke, the more worried he became.

"I think we should stay one more night and change the flight to tomorrow morning."

Cheng Wen coughed lightly and whispered, "Or I can get my sister's private plane."

Zhao Lingyun smiled and punched him on the head: "If you want to die, don't drag us into it."

Cheng Wen rubbed his head with a wry smile, not daring to say anything else.

"Nobo, what do you think?" Zhao Lingyun, who had just finished teaching someone a lesson, looked at Wen Yinuo again, "Stay for one night?"

Wen Yinuo shook his head firmly: "No need, sister, I will go back tonight."

Based on his understanding of the Gu family, by tomorrow morning at the latest, Gu's father and mother would rush to his ward to look for him.

He didn't want to stay and listen to these two psychopaths making a fuss.

Zhao Lingyun saw through his worries: "Are you thinking about those people?"

"Don't worry about that. We are not in the hospital right now. It will take some time for them to find you."

"It's not just that." Wen Yinuo's eyes were filled with a faint smile, and he gripped the handle of the suitcase tightly. "In the past, every time I wanted to do something, it would be delayed or forced to give up due to various unexpected events."

"But starting from this time when I return home, I hope that everything I want to do can be done when I want to do it."

Zhao Lingyun no longer persuaded him to stay another night. He protected the child between himself and Cheng Wen and sent him to the boarding gate.

"Eat well when you get home, do you hear me?" Zhao Lingyun reminded him one thing at a time, "And sleep well, at least six hours a day."

"If you feel uncomfortable, just call your sister or send me a message."

"Although I may not be able to reply you immediately, I will definitely reply as long as I see it."

Wen Yinuo nodded with tears in his eyes.

Why did he try so hard to please the Gu family in his previous life and leave the hospital in less than a week?

If he had followed the doctor's instructions carefully, he would have met his sister in his previous life, and maybe... there would have been a different ending.

"Why are you crying again?" Zhao Lingyun pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "Are you crying because you can't do it?"

Wen Yinuo shook his head vigorously: "No. I will be obedient."

"Don't do that!" Zhao Lingyun immediately corrected him, "Sister is not telling you these things because I want you to be obedient and do them."

"I hope you can live well and have a good life."

"If one day you feel that you don't want to hear what I say anymore and can live a good life, then you can do whatever you want."

Wen Yinuo wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, and could only cry.

This was the first time after Wen Jian's death that someone didn't ask him to be "obedient", "good", "sensible", etc., but simply hoped that he would live a good life.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you crying even harder?" Zhao Lingyun was at a loss as to how to comfort his brother.

After rubbing his head, Cheng Wen came up and laughed: "Nuobao, please don't cry! If you cry again, I will cry too."

"Your sister doesn't usually treat me like this! She keeps saying I'm going to rebel."

Wen Yinuo knew that he was teasing on purpose to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

The tears still couldn't stop, but the boy could smile.

Zhao Lingyun took out a tissue and carefully wiped the tears from the boy's face:

"Our Nobo is so pretty, you can't cry."

Wen Yinuo laughed so hard that snot bubbles appeared on his face: "Shouldn't we praise him for being handsome?"

"Who said that?" Zhao Lingyun said naturally, "There is no word that should be used to praise something."

"Nobo is good-looking. Boys can be pretty and girls can be handsome."

As he spoke, the tears on Wen Yinuo's face had been wiped clean.

"Alright." Zhao Lingyun didn't even look at it. He threw the wiped paper into the garbage pile behind him, accurately throwing it in the middle. "We, Nobo, will fascinate so many people."

As he spoke, he grabbed the flesh on both sides of Wen Yinuo's cheeks and rubbed it.

Perhaps because they were about to part, Wen Yinuo was not only more emotional today, he didn't even resist when Zhao Lingyun held his face and rubbed it.

Instead, Zhao Lingyun was surprised after rubbing it for a few seconds:

"No, you are definitely not my brother Nobo. Tell me who you are!"

Wen Yinuo just smiled.

Zhao Lingyun sighed, stopped playing tricks, and his expression became gentle.

She looked up at the time and pushed Wen Yinuo forward: "Go, Nuobao."

Wen Yinuo walked forward pulling the small suitcase.

It was almost his turn, but the boy put down his suitcase, ran back and hugged Zhao Lingyun tightly, suppressing his tears and saying, "Sister, goodbye."

Zhao Lingyun was startled, raised his hand and patted the boy on the back, smiled and said, "Goodbye, Nuobao."

As she finished speaking, she felt a chill on her collarbone, and the last words left by Wen Yinuo echoed in her ears.

As far as the eye can see, the young man's back is no longer there.

Zhao Lingyun was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

Cheng Wen hugged her from behind: "Why are you laughing again?"

Could it be that my brother has become mentally ill after leaving me?

"I don't think we need to worry that Nobo will think of committing suicide again."

Cheng Wen: “??? Why?”

Zhao Lingyun looked up and smiled at him: "Secret."

The little secret between her and Wen Yinuo.

It was also the last words between her and the man who had pulled her out of the abyss:

Parting is for a better reunion next time.

At this point, let's turn the camera to Mr. Fu.

Oh~ Our President Fu, with his assistant, is waiting for the tall man who had stopped Wen Yinuo and his four companions in the examination room on their way home.

"Why hasn't he come yet?" The assistant patted his sore leg, "Boss, could it be that he hasn't come back at all?"

Fu Jincheng thought about it and decided that it was indeed possible.

He was about 17, 18 or 19 years old, and had just finished the college entrance examination.

It would be strange if you don’t have some fun.

But Mr. Fu would never admit it even if he died.

"Keep waiting." He sat on the tree and looked coldly at his assistant squatting in the bushes. "You are a foreigner, you know nothing."

“There is no possibility of not going home.”

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and typed to contact other people, asking them to conduct a comprehensive investigation of the tall man.

At one o'clock in the morning, the mosquitoes within a kilometer were fed by the assistant. Fu Jincheng jumped down from the tree and looked at his pitiful cousin with great pride:

"Let's go."

Assistant: "??? No more waiting?"

"No more waiting." Fu Jincheng's back looked inexplicably desolate, "Old Four has already caught the man."

Assistant: "??? So I've been feeding mosquitoes for nothing?!"

Fu Jincheng couldn't help laughing: "...Tomorrow I'll ask Aunt Zhang to make you some blood soup to replenish your blood."