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

Fu Jincheng didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

I should cry about the fate that played such a trick on me. Given a chance to start over again, I could have clearly made Wen Yinuo forget everything, but instead I forced the young man to remember clearly all the painful things in the past.

He should still laugh. His intuition was so good that he felt something different the first time he met Wen Yinuo. He should laugh. A young man who had experienced countless hardships could have a chance to start over and live a good life. This also gave him a chance to make up for the years when he could only watch Wen Yinuo being bullied but could not hug him.

Fu Jincheng's breathing became heavier due to various intertwined emotions.

The veins on the hand that the young man was holding on to the tree were bulging, and his free hand was clenched so tightly that his nails were completely sunken in his palm. Bright red blood dripped down his fingers, leaving bloodstains on the ground or branches.

Using the pain in his palms to maintain a bit of clarity, Fu Jincheng bit the tip of his tongue tightly. The bloody taste instantly filled his entire mouth, allowing Fu Jincheng to suppress the restlessness in his heart and restrain the desire to go down immediately and hug Wen Yinuo in his arms.

He lowered his eyes, with sorrow and anger intertwined in them, and holding the phone, he continued to listen quietly to the boy's intermittent voice coming from the monitoring device.

"The sea water is really cold in winter." Wen Yinuo looked up at the night sky, as if he saw the sea that swallowed him in his previous life again, "It's also very stuffy."

It is even more painful.

"But it's a lesson learned." Wen Yinuo laughed at himself, "If I want to die again, I will definitely not jump into the sea."

Jumping off a building or slitting your throat will kill you much faster than jumping into the sea.

His tone was very calm and indifferent, but Fu Jincheng felt as if his heart was being tortured.

"No, this is not right either." Wen Yinuo retracted his gaze from the black sky, turned his head away, and said with some distress, "I am not alone this time."

"I have someone who cares about me."

"If I die again, the people who care about me will definitely be sad."

More than just being sad, Fu Jincheng added in his heart, he would also die.

He was powerless for so long in his previous life, and if he still couldn’t save Wen Yinuo this time, he really wouldn’t be able to survive.

"So I want to live." The boy's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone, "Not just for myself."

He wants to live, even if it's just to stop his brother and sister from being sad.

Live an ordinary life first, then live a good life.

Fu Jincheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man's breathing was particularly obvious in the quiet night, but he was too far away from Wen Yinuo to be heard.

"Actually, it's more than that." Wen Yinuo's voice was obviously excited. "Mom, do you remember what I told you last time? My brother hasn't looked for me for a long time, and I want him to find me at least seven transparent conches before I forgive him?"

"Now I know. My brother didn't mean to avoid looking for me. He himself is not alive."

At this point, the boy lowered his voice: "It's because you came to find me that you're not alive."

"So my brother doesn't have to find the conch for me, and I don't blame him."

"But this time it's different. I didn't stay in the Gu family any longer, and my brother found me."

"We're all going to be fine this time."

"Just a little bit."

"Mom, if my brother knew that he would die because of coming to find me, he would still do what he said before."

"Will you stay with me forever?"

Wen Jian on the tombstone looked at the young man with a faint smile, as if answering him "yes".

"Actually, there is one more thing." Wen Yinuo, who always said whatever he thought of, suddenly said, "I have been thinking about this since my brother came back."

"In the previous life, can my brother be considered to have been killed by me?"

"If in my last life, I had done the same thing as I do now and simply left the Gu family, my brother might not have to die."

Fu Jincheng's eyes were bloodshot, and the nails of the hand that was holding on to the tree were curled up on the trunk due to the force.

But the young people can't feel it.

Fu Jincheng really wanted to rush over, hug the boy who was blaming himself, and tell him that his death had nothing to do with him.

He was too naive at that time and underestimated the cruelty of those people in the Fu family.

But Wen Yinuo didn't want him to know this.

So he can't go over now.

In this way, Fu Jincheng silently watched over Wen Yinuo, watched him go home after talking to Wen Jian, and fell asleep again, before returning to his room like a walking corpse.

All the emotions were suppressed in my heart as I quietly followed him home.

Even when he returned to the room where he was alone, Fu Jincheng's face was still calm.

But his eyes were blank and his chest felt stuffy.

It was almost five o'clock when he fell asleep the second time, so when Wen Yinuo woke up, it was already noon.

The boy got out of bed and went to the kitchen, but didn't find anything to eat, so he went back to his room.

He took out two loaves of bread from the suitcase, put one in his mouth, and walked to the door of Fu Jincheng's room with the other one.

Wen Yinuo knocked on the door three times quietly, stood at the door and waited for a long time, but heard no answer. Just as he was about to leave, the wooden door creaked open.

Fu Jincheng, with eyes redder than a rabbit's and two huge dark circles under his eyes, looked into the eyes of the young man who was about to leave.

Looking at the young man's eyes, the first thing Wen Yinuo thought of was that his brother had stayed up late playing games again and had lost an argument with his teammates.

Come to think of it, that was so many years ago.

His brother is almost twenty-two years old now and he wouldn't do anything so stupid.

It’s better to pretend you didn’t see it and give Dabao some face.

"Brother, have breakfast." Wen Yinuo handed over the bread in his hand.

Seeing Fu Jincheng take it silently and aggrievedly, and continue to stare at him without saying a word, Wen Yinuo really couldn't continue to pretend not to see it.

The boy swallowed the bread in his mouth and pointed at his eyes: "Brother, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Fu Jincheng remained silent. He held the bread in one hand and took Wen Yinuo's hand with the other. He pulled him into his room and made him sit down on the bed.

Fu Jincheng squatted down and looked up at the confused boy:

"Xiaobao, how do you want to deal with the Gu family?"

He thought about it all night and finally decided to ask Wen Yinuo for his opinion.

Wen Yinuo was stunned for several seconds before he caught up with Fu Jincheng's train of thought.

"Didn't I tell you this when you asked me this question before?"

"I don't want to bother with them right now."

He just wanted to be with his brother, to live first, and then live well.

Fu Jincheng said nothing, staring at the boy stubbornly.

Wen Yinuo: ...

Looking at his brother like this, it was obvious that he had been stimulated by something again.

The previous statement no longer works for Fu Jincheng.

The young man sighed and raised his hand to rub the young man's messy hair.

"Brother, I just hope that you and I can be fine now."

"As for the Gu family... we won't just forget about it like that."

"But we'll talk about this later, okay?"

How could Fu Jincheng say "no"?

He responded gently, rubbing the boy's palm several times to hide the dark light in his eyes.

There's no way to destroy the Gu family now, but at least we can trip them up in secret, right?

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