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

Although he said he was just taking a walk in the park, Fu Jincheng was actually thinking as he walked how to trick Wen Yinuo into sitting in the cinema for two hours after six o'clock.

At this time of year, it becomes completely dark in Qiongzhou around 8 o'clock.

The other surprises he prepared would be best revealed when it was completely dark.

But given Wen Yinuo's personality, he would definitely ask to leave and go home at six o'clock at the latest.

...It's really difficult. Fu Jincheng sighed in his heart for the thirty-seventh time.

Little did he know that his worries were also unnecessary.

The boy who was taking note bit by bit of his brother renovating the amusement park for him was also thinking about how to keep calm and wait until his brother took out the surprise.

Finally, at almost six o'clock, Fu Jincheng, who had been thinking of a countermeasure for the entire afternoon, used his acting skills that no one wanted even if he paid him money, and after many twists and turns, he brought Wen Yinuo to the door of the children's cinema that he had passed by several times.

Fu Jincheng tried to sound natural, but in reality, his tone was more contrived:

"Xiaobao, do you still remember this place?"

"Every time you came here before, your favorite place to go was the children's theater."

In other words, Wen Yinuo had already known about it and was deliberately cooperating with Fu Jincheng.

"I remember." The boy looked at the young man who avoided his gaze as he spoke, "But I don't think I like coming here."

"It's you, brother?"

Although Fu Jincheng has been much more mature than his peers since childhood, because Wen Jian is still around, he always tolerates the two children's harmless tempers, and he still has the childish nature.

But in front of Wen Yinuo, as a brother who is four years older than him, he always wants to show his mature side.

For example, every time I came to the amusement park, I clearly wanted to come, but I didn’t want to show my childish side in front of Wen Yinuo.

So they always induced Wen Yinuo, who was not so interested, to take the initiative to ask to go to the children's cinema.

As the older brother, Fu Jincheng would "reluctantly" pretend to accompany his younger brother.

Fu Jincheng smiled awkwardly: "This... people get old and forgetful, hahaha."

Wen Yinuo laughed along: "But... I was always fooled by you before."

“This time, I wanted to go in myself.”

"Brother, will you accompany me?"

Fu Jincheng thought that his plan to trick people into the theater had failed, but his brain froze for two seconds before he came to his senses: "I'll accompany you! I definitely will!"

Accompany a big one.

In the monitoring room, the people watching the two people walking into the children's theater side by side looked at each other in bewilderment, and asked soul-searching questions in their minds:

No, why is this possible?

After watching the two-hour movie, it was completely dark when we came out.

Under the dark night sky, there are scattered stars.

It’s exactly the same night sky I saw when I was a child.

As I was watching, a golden color, completely different from the silver-white stars, suddenly broke into the quiet night sky.

As a "pop" sound rang in my ears, that bit of gold instantly blossomed into a brilliant golden firework that filled my vision.

One is not enough.

Following the golden fireworks are countless brilliant sparks rising up and filling the entire night sky.

Everywhere you look, there are bright and cheerful colors.

Wen Yinuo was a little stunned.

The young man beside him was also unusually quiet.

It was not until the fireworks in the sky had been blooming for at least ten minutes that Wen Yinuo heard someone calling his name amid the sound of the fireworks rising into the sky.

He turned his head in the direction of the voice and bumped into Fu Jincheng's green eyes, which were gentler than the spring scenery in March.

Fu Jincheng, who was being watched, smiled faintly: "Wen Yinuo, happy fifteenth birthday."

"This fireworks display is a gift for your fifteenth birthday."

This is a sentence that a boy said casually when he was lying on the bed watching fireworks on New Year's Day when he was fourteen years old.

"It would be nice if there were fireworks on my birthday."

Suddenly, Wen Yinuo felt his heart stop beating for a moment.

The fireworks in the sky, which had not yet stopped, cast colors on the boy's face, setting off his eyes, which were more dazzling than the most precious gems in the world.

Along with the sound of fireworks, Wen Yinuo heard Fu Jincheng say another sentence:

"Xiaobao, close your eyes."

Action precedes brain, close your eyes.

The young boy felt his hand being held by a warm hand with a moist palm, and then he was pulled around and walked forward.

Because of his experiences in his previous life, Wen Yinuo, who was most afraid of darkness, now feels extremely at ease.

Not blinded by any external objects, he kept his eyes closed the whole time, allowing Fu Jincheng to lead him forward.

I can’t remember how long I walked until I could feel the light with my closed eyes.

Wen Yinuo heard the person who had been holding his hand whisper, "You can open your eyes now."

Without any hesitation, Wen Yinuo slowly opened his eyes.

In sight, is a room that is exactly the same as the living room at home.

The only difference is that there is a person in the living room who shouldn't be there.

Their mother, Wen Jian.

Even though he knew it was just a fictional projection, Wen Yinuo still rushed over with sobs.

He passed through the projection and threw himself into Fu Jincheng's arms.

"Mom, wuwuwu..." The boy couldn't control his tears, "It hurts so much, Mom."

"They all bully me...Everyone bullies me."

"Everyone says I'm an unwanted child."

Even though he had seen Wen Yinuo crying alone many nights when he was with him in his previous life, Fu Jincheng's heart still ached.

But he didn't say anything, just patted the boy's back to comfort him until the person in his arms gradually calmed down.

"Brother." Wen Yinuo looked up at him, "I have a mother and a brother."

"I'm not an unwanted child, am I?"

"Of course not." Fu Jincheng's voice was gentle, but firm. "Mom and I have always been by your side."

"We have always loved you and will never abandon you."

Wen Yinuo really wanted to say, you were clearly not by my side in the last life.

But he also knew that this was not a problem between Wen Jian and Fu Jincheng.

He just rubbed against Fu Jincheng and muttered softly: "Anyway, you can't leave me again in the future."

Fu Jincheng agreed with a smile, took the boy's hand and asked him to turn around:

"Now it's time to blow out the candles and make a wish."

There was a birthday cake on the table in front of Wen Jian's projection.

The birthday cake was not big, but it looked like the birthday cake Wen Jian made for every birthday before her sixteenth birthday.

Compared to all kinds of extravagant and gorgeous birthday cakes, this kind of birthday cake can make Wen Yinuo feel warmer.

"Make a wish." Fu Jincheng lit the candle and stood next to Wen Jian. "Remember, don't speak your wish out loud."

"If you say it out loud, it won't work."