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

The wind blew through the half-open window frame, hitting the wind chimes that Fu Jincheng had forcibly hung up, making crisp ringing sounds, again and again, without any sense of rhythm. When it fell into Wen Yinuo's ears, it made the young man, who used to think such things were noisy, feel relaxed for a rare time.

I don’t know if it was because of the sound of the wind chime itself or because of the person who hung the wind chime.

When he was relaxed, Wen Yinuo's hands sketched much faster.

With just a few strokes, a vaguely visible yet charming human figure appeared on the drawing paper.

Wen Yinuo habitually turned the pen in his hand and fell on the human figure with only charm on the drawing paper, his eyes full of nostalgia and sadness.

Crystal clear tears silently slid down from the corners of Wen Yinuo's eyes. He stopped spinning the pen, held the pen straight, and tried to perfect the painting that was full of charm.

But he suddenly dropped the pen before the tip landed on the face in the painting, and then his right hand began to tremble so hard that he couldn't even stop it.

Wen Yinuo was very glad that he had returned to a time when his body and hands were still in good condition after his rebirth.

This gave him another chance to complete the unfinished Suzhou embroidery that he and his mother had embroidered together.

But now, he couldn't help but complain. Since he was allowed to live again, why couldn't it have happened earlier?

Even if it's a year, a month, a week, or a day earlier.

At least every morning, Wen Jian's appearance in his memory would become clearer.

That way, when he wanted to draw the appearance of Wen Jian in his memory, he would not be afraid to start because of the somewhat vague figure in his memory.

Even my hands are shaking because of it.

Wen Yinuo recalled what he had questioned Fu Jincheng in the afternoon.

He asked his brother if he found the name Wen Jian gave difficult to say.

But in fact, he was the one who really thought about changing his name - that was on the plane when he was taken back by the Gu family.

He was too young at that time and was too well protected by the people around him. He naively thought that his biological parents ignored his objections and insisted on taking him away by force, which showed that they cared about him.

Wen Yinuo is very distressed when faced with his biological parents who "care" so much about him.

He likes the name his mother gave him very much. What if he asks to change his name after being taken back home?

But everything that happened after arriving in Yanjing made Wen Yinuo realize that his worries were unnecessary.

The Gu family brought him back not because they cared about him, but because they saw that he was alone and wanted to give him a home.

I'm just afraid that the fact that the Gu family's biological child is out there will be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives and affect the Gu family.

Or maybe, she had been hanging out with uneducated people in the village since she was a child, and no one taught her. She was afraid that Wen Yinuo would accidentally find out that she was Gu's child one day and come to blackmail her, affecting the Gu family's business and the inheritance rights of her three children.

There are many things to consider, all of which are the Gu family and the other three children with the surname Gu.

Not at all, it’s all for Wen Yinuo’s consideration.

Wen Yinuo felt bitter in his heart, and his thumb stroked the portrait that was already wet with tears.

He thought that he was the one who was gradually forgetting what his mother looked like.

Even if forgetting was not Wen Yinuo's original intention, it was a choice he made because his brain could not bear the mental pressure day after day.

He was still forgetting what Wen Jian looked like.

Fortunately, he died early in his previous life, stopped the loss in time, and left the Gu family.

If he had not fallen ill and continued to stay in the Gu family, he would have completely forgotten Wen Jian in the end.

Now...even though I can't remember it completely, at least I still remember it.

However, compared with Fu Jincheng, he who remembered a part of himself was the one who had no right to question.

Various negative and self-pitying emotions intertwined together, not only making Wen Yinuo feel more and more stuffy in his chest, but even his thoughts began to become fuzzy and his behavior became out of control.

He was totally unaware of what he was doing, as he reached for the pencil sharpener and started cutting his arm.

He cut down with one knife after another without hesitation, leaving many cracks on the arm that was as clean and smooth as white porcelain, and bright red blood continued to ooze out from the wounds.

Wen Yinuo felt no pain at all, only excitement and pleasure.

He even increased the strength of his hands.

Outside the door, Fu Jincheng, who had just finished washing up, stood outside the door in his pajamas, hesitating.

Fu Jincheng, whose parents had passed away and who had to face a bunch of relatives and elders with ulterior motives before he even reached adulthood without feeling the slightest fear, now didn't even dare to knock on the door.

The hand that wasn't holding the towel rose and fell.

He wanted to go in, but when he thought of Wen Yinuo, who had not spoken a word to him since the hug and had hurriedly fled into the room, Fu Jincheng could only suppress the desire to see him in his heart.

On the surface, Fu Jincheng convinced himself that he stopped his hand from touching the door because he didn't want to disturb Xiaobao's rest.

But in fact, Fu Jincheng knew very well that he was afraid.

He was afraid that Wen Yinuo's offer of a hug was just a result of his momentary confusion.

The scared boy didn't want to see him now.

I’m afraid that after I knock on the door, I will only hear “get out”.

The young man was so immersed in worry and fear that he did not hear the footsteps passing through the poorly soundproofed wooden door.

Because of the sadness in his heart, Fu Jincheng's sword-like eyebrows were squeezed together.

He tried to find past experience with similar situations in his memory, but found none.

Before leaving home, Wen Yinuo was very dependent on him.

There was no need to knock on the door at all, the boy would take the initiative to lead him into the room.

After leaving home, no one dared to knock on his office door.

"crunch-"

The sound of the old wooden door opening brought Fu Jincheng back from his chaotic thoughts.

He raised his eyes out of habit, and was unexpectedly met with Wen Yinuo's eyes, which were red from crying and the tears in the corners had not yet dried.

Wen Yinuo wanted to go out for a walk after his emotions got out of control, but he didn't expect to run into Fu Jincheng as soon as he opened the bedroom door.

And judging from Fu Jincheng's appearance, he must have been waiting outside his room for more than a while.

Realizing this, Wen Yinuo tightened his grip on the door handle.

He deliberately wore long sleeves so that Fu Jincheng would not notice the wound on his arm.

But the house is very old and the sound insulation is not very good.

Would Fu Jincheng, who had been waiting outside for so long, have heard him crying in the room just now?

Fu Jincheng, who was caught guarding outside the door, was also very embarrassed and nervous.

Originally, he couldn't guess what Wen Yinuo's attitude towards him was now, but the fact that he was caught squatting at the door made Fu Jincheng certain.

Anyone who goes out late at night and sees someone who has disappeared for many years standing at the door would be filled with fear and disgust, right?

The two people, each with their own thoughts, looked at each other in silence for a moment.