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

Wen Yinuo's hands stopped shaking, but the sadness in his eyes became even greater.

"No." He said hoarsely, "I'm just busy."

But in reality, what is the difference between what the Gu family did and imprisonment?

They restricted his going out, limited the people he could contact, only allowed him to stay in the basement, not allowed to come out except for eating, and suppressed his hobbies...

No, thinking this way is different from imprisonment.

At the very least, if the Gu family had not always put the matter of "imprisonment" out in the name of treating him well and training him, he would have become disappointed with the Gu family and left earlier.

Instead of being like in the previous life, when his legs became problematic, his hands became completely disabled, and he was in the late stages of leukemia before he decided to really leave.

Fu Jinyu had already walked over and squatted beside him.

He poked Wen Yinuo in the back like he did when they were kids: "Why are you back this time?"

"The family is willing to let you go."

Wen Yinuo stood up, put the express delivery he found aside, and only replied with a "hmm".

No matter how slow Fu Jinyu was, he noticed something was wrong at this moment.

He was a little embarrassed for a moment, his eyes wandering left and right, landing on Wen Yinuo's pile of parcels, his eyes lit up: "There are so many parcels, let me help you send them back."

Wen Yinuo brought over another bunch of parcels, and if he refused, he would be crushed by the pile of parcels that were three times as tall as him.

He gave in.

"Okay." Wen Yinuo's voice was not so stiff, "Thank you."

As soon as Fu Jinyu relaxed, he started to speak without restraint again: "What's there to thank for?"

"You kicked me into the sea before and never apologized. I'm not used to it now."

Wen Yinuo: ...

Although I can't remember the specific things, I can't stop thinking about it:

Why didn't this man drown?

Fu Jinyu drove a small tricycle and sent the passengers and goods to the doorstep. He habitually asked:

"With so many deliveries, are you planning on leaving this time?"

Wen Yinuo paused as he swiped the screen of his phone: "...Not for now."

One day, when he finds what he really wants to do, he will leave.

It is also possible to live here forever until death.

Fu Jinyu curled his lips, and seeing that he looked unhappy, he didn't ask any more questions. He told him that he could come to him if he needed any help, and drove his tricycle back slowly.

As soon as I got home, my mother twisted my ears and scolded me:

"Fu Jinyu! You're getting bold, aren't you? Run away again!"

Fu Jinyu covered his ears and cried out in pain: "Mom, mom! Be gentle! I'm going to send someone off this time!"

Fu's mother loosened her grip a little: "Send someone away? Who?"

Fu Jinyu: "Wen Yinuo."

"I don't know how he came back."

After hearing this, Fu's mother also remembered.

Wan Village is so small and Zeng Guoping is someone who can’t keep a secret.

Last night, everyone in the village knew that Wen Jian’s child was back.

Although Wen Jian is not a native of Wan Village, he suddenly came to Wan Village seventeen years ago.

But she helped them a lot during those years in Bay Village.

It is no exaggeration to say that without Wen Jian, there would be no Wancun today where everyone can afford to build a small house, buy a car, and not have to worry about their children's tuition.

The fact that Wen Yinuo was forcibly taken away back then has always been a thorn in their hearts.

So after listening to Zeng Guoping last night, they all secretly decided to keep an eye on Wen Jian's poor child.

I can’t do anything else, but I can keep an eye on Wen Yinuo and make sure he is alive.

Fu Jinyu looked at his mother's expression carefully, thinking that he had escaped a disaster. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was suddenly pinched again.

He jumped up and said, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Did you go and provoke Xiao Wen again?" Fu's mother hit him hard, "You were like this when you were a child. You still haven't changed even though you're older!"

Fu Jinyu felt wronged.

When he was a child, he loved to act like a jerk and liked to provoke Wen Yinuo's white ball-like doll.

But every time, he was tricked by Wen Yinuo or beaten by his brother, and came back crying to his mother, and then got scolded again?

His ears were getting more and more painful, but Fu Jinyu no longer felt wronged: "Mom, I promise you, I really didn't provoke him this time."

"I just helped him deliver the package back."

Only then did Fu's mother really let him go, her eyes still full of suspicion: "Really."

"real!"

"Otherwise I will repeat another year!"

Mother Fu was relieved now: "It's not that I really want to say anything to you, it's just that Xiao Wen is not doing well right now."

"I can't stand the stimulation."

"Be careful what you say in front of him next time, and don't always bring up the past."

Fu Jinyu: …

Damn it, he kept saying it.

Wen Yinuo didn't know that Fu Jinyu had been beaten again.

He was sitting on the floor of the dining room, opening the parcels one by one.

As he was unpacking, he found a lot of things he didn't buy.

Wen Yinuo placed the pile of useless things that looked good but were useless on the table one by one, took pictures and sent them to Zhao Lingyun.

Looking at the previous message that had not received a reply yet, Wen Yinuo felt aggrieved all of a sudden.

It was obviously you who let me. He thought, now he sent it but no one replied.

All those things I said to him at the airport were lies, right?

Even his biological parents don't like him and hope he dies. Why should they always be nice to a person who only relies on emotions to maintain his relationship?

But...will my sister not only not reply to his messages, but also tell the Gu family where he is now?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the situation was heading in the worst direction. Wen Yinuo was in so much pain that he couldn't even sit still and fell to the ground trembling all over.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the phone rang.

Wen Yinuo used the support of the table and struggled to get up and answer the call.

It was Zhao Lingyun's voice.

"Did Nobo go hiking today?" Her voice came out from the receiver of the mobile phone, a little distorted.

But it did not affect Wen Yinuo's mood because this sentence gradually calmed down.

"Yes." The boy answered in a steady voice, "I went to see my mother."

Zhao Lingyun immediately noticed something unusual in the answer that did not match the question.

She suppressed the worry in her voice and pretended to be relaxed: "I saw the photo that Nobo sent me. The sunrise is very beautiful. When this stupid hospital gives me a long vacation, I will come to visit you."

"Ah."

"The thing in the other photo you sent me was bought for you."

"Our Nobo is so beautiful, the things we live in and use must also be beautiful."

What she hoped most was that Wen Yinuo could live a beautiful life.

But at the moment, it cannot be realized.

Wen Yinuo tried hard to answer with a smile, but he just couldn't smile.

No matter how hard I tried, I could only pretend to cry.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhao Lingyun's voice suddenly became serious.

"Nobo, remember what I told you last night?"

Wen Yinuo still answered in a single syllable.

"I haven't found out who is looking for you besides the Gu family." Zhao Lingyun blamed himself a little, "You should be more careful recently and close the doors and windows at night."

"Call the police immediately if you find anything unusual."

Wen Yinuo agreed seriously, but he didn't care in his heart.

Even though his memory was fragmentary, he was 100% sure that he had not provoked anyone except the Gu family.

No matter who is looking for him, don't expect to get anything valuable from him.

Zhao Lingyun was about to have a meeting, so she had no choice but to end the call.

Although Wen Yinuo felt a little blocked in his chest, he accepted it calmly.

The boy sat on the ground alone, head down, and continued to unpack the package.

Less than two minutes into the demolition, he heard the sound of the courtyard door being opened.

Wen Yinuo raised his eyes and looked, then looked away calmly.

It was nothing big, just that his brother who had been dead for several years crawled back from the underworld.