Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

——It's so late, what are they doing without sleeping?

In Jiang Wenluo's only memory, his parents' schedule is quite regular.Generally speaking, two people will not gather in the living room to talk in the middle of the night.

Ever since he came back here, Jiang Wenluo felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Should we go down?"

"Three days?

What are they talking about?

Every house in this old community is very close to each other, and there is a public balcony where you can walk from one side to the other.People who live in this place generally have nothing to steal.

The puppet with stiff and clumsy movements moved itself into the small space a little bit, made a climbing posture, and tried to make his movements as light as possible, so he lost a lot of strength before his feet fell to the ground again.

It was dark inside and outside the house, so Jiang Wenluo couldn't see clearly what was inside, but fortunately the window was open a little, enough for him to slip in—

It was an empty bedroom, with only a bed and a cabinet inside, not even a pillow, and the bed was bare.

There aren't any photos or anything like that.

Jiang Wenluo thought for a moment, and finally remembered that this was the room he used to live in when he was a child.

"Where's 'my' stuff?" Jiang Wenluo thought with some doubts.

The house I lived in when I was a child was a small two-bedroom house.Normally, even if he is no longer living in this family, then his brother should be.And according to the time calculation, he should also live in this place now?

He was so young at the time, he hadn't severed ties with his parents yet?

As soon as he realized that he had returned to a few years ago, Jiang Wenluo seriously thought about whether he would see his ugly self when he was a child.

……it's wired.

The puppet tilted his head and lightly pressed the doorknob, and the voices outside the door flooded into his ears unscrupulously.

Jiang Wenluo put his face against the crack of the door, and vaguely saw two people sitting in the living room, talking together and holding hands.

Her mother, with her shoulder-length hair in a disheveled look, looked like she had just gotten out of bed.

And his father was hanging his head, a little listless, and pressed his temple with his hand.

"I dreamed of him again! I dreamed of him again..." Jiang Wenluo heard his mother lower her voice, her voice was hoarse, and there seemed to be a mouthful of water in her throat, and her words were vague, "I was lying in the bathtub Yes, the head is down, the water is gurgling..."

"When he heard my footsteps, he raised his head and smiled back at me with blood all over his face."

"He said 'Mom...why are you doing this to me—"

The woman's face was lifted up, her eyeballs were a little spit out, her messy hair was hanging on the side of her face, her hands were clasped and trembling, she looked terrified.

"It's just a dream, it's just a dream," the man patted her on the back, sighed and comforted her, "Don't think about it, and you won't have nightmares."

"Twice, already twice! As soon as I sleep, he will appear." Jiang Wenluo's mother lowered her head, her forehead resting on her husband's shoulder, "I really can't take it anymore."

"Let's buy some paper money tomorrow, and didn't the Taoist say that we just need to bury him. Didn't we all choose the location? Why don't we go and have a look tomorrow?"

"I won't go!" The woman's voice suddenly became sharp, "You have to go to that place by yourself!"

"Keep your voice down..." The man suddenly covered her mouth, "It will wake the child up."

The woman's face turned to one side, and she let out a foul breath.After a while, she frowned, and she said with some annoyance, "What a debt collector, I won't live in peace even if I die!"

"Your son also said that he could always hear his voice, as if his brother was playing volleyball at home, and he was so scared that he cried."

"Old Jiang, tell me, will he... come back to find us?" The woman shrank her neck, "Didn't they say that if a child dies young, if he was unhappy before, he will most likely become a ghost."

"Okay——" Jiang Wenluo's father looked a little annoyed, "You are his mother anyway, ghost or not, how is it possible!"

"And we have listened to the Taoist priest. Three days after his death, bury him in the place with the most yin energy. He said that this is the safest way."

Beside the door was a large black plastic bag, which was bulging, and a small gold ingot protruded from the gap.

In this poor neighborhood, the neighbors upstairs must have fallen asleep, and the bustling night market has also closed its stalls.

No one knew that in this place, another couple was discussing their dead child with fear and disgust.

And across the wall, there is a puppet, eavesdropping on their conversation.

Jiang Wenluo saw her mother's shoulders shrug twice, and soon she became silent——

The two returned to the room.

From the conversation between these two people, Jiang Wenluo suddenly realized: So he is already dead in this world.

"Bury it down".

"Dead for three days".

Jiang Wenluo's mind turned very slowly, but he could still think that the "coffin" he was in before seemed to belong to him.

At this moment, Jiang Wenluo thought of that sentence again, "Welcome to the real world."

Then what was the world he was in before?

If this sentence is really "true", then if the existing clues are connected in series, he will have an almost absurd idea.

——That was his life, which actually ended in this year.

And when he died, for some reason, he entered the world where he met Liang Yaowen. He was reborn, grew up smoothly, and met a person.

Later, after going through that series of events, Jiang Wenluo was sent back to the "real world" by Liang Yaowen - in the form of a black cat.

Jiang Wenluo couldn't regain his senses for a long time.

His first thought was, how is this possible?

What exactly is true?What is fake again?

What about these "overlapping" worlds?

——Liang Yaowen seems to have the ability to create a "world".

In the backyard of his house, the "amusement park" that Liang Yaowen made for him is the strongest evidence.

So can it be said that the whole world he lives in is actually created by Liang Yaowen.

Jiang Wenluo tapped the floor with his fingers again and again. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come to a conclusion, so he stood up indifferently and looked around in the room.

It can be seen that this room has been cleaned by someone, and there is nothing left on the bookshelf.

The corners of Jiang Wenluo's lips suddenly turned up, revealing a faint wry smile, and he shook his head lightly.

He remembered that when he was a child, he used to tiptoe to get the fairy tale books on the shelf, but because he was too short and there was no small stool at home, he had to jump up to get the books.

The books on the bookshelf were all crowded together, and when he moved his whole body, they all fell to the ground with a thud, smashing Jiang Wenluo's eye sockets.

He was crying in pain, but no one at home came to touch his head and only blamed him for messing up the room.

The doll is about 1.5 meters tall and can easily touch the top of the bookshelf.

Jiang Wenluo remembered that when he was a child, he once put a cardboard birthday hat in it, which he picked up from the road.Returning home like a thief, wiped it clean with a towel, and put it in the bookshelf with care.

——Because after his father knew that he was not his own child, no one would celebrate Jiang Wenluo's birthday anymore.

He can only steal other people's headdresses and wear them on his head on his birthday, wishing himself a happy birthday.

"Oh, by the way..." Jiang Wenluo suddenly recalled that he seemed to have suffered from secondary illness when he was a child.

Other people's parents would give their children a lot of love, but Jiang Wenluo didn't.

He can't help but think, if I die, will you be sad?Will you regret it?Will you love me a little?

How would you react if I drowned in the bathtub.

Now Jiang Wenluo knew the answer to this question at this moment.

——He died, and his parents would just throw him into the wilderness.

Jiang Wenluo didn't even feel sad in his heart, as if he saw a farce that was far away from him.Not even a heart of resentment.

It's just that Jiang Wenluo suddenly felt grateful to Liang Yaowen again at this moment.

The "home" that person gave him perfectly fit all his imagination of the word, it could fill the void in his heart, and gave him a lot of love that was unimaginable before.

Jiang Wenluo pursed his lips, gently touched his lower abdomen, and showed a silly smile.

Jiang Wenluo finally found the last small wooden sign under the bed.

It has the same poorly drawn expression as the previous wooden signs.

Jiang Wenluo looked at it with his head down, and found that the combination of the above expressions was a complete "happiness, anger, sadness, and joy".

But he really couldn't remember what happened to this thing.

There was the sound of a car honking outside, and a little rain gradually fell, falling on the windows, blurring the neon lights outside.

The puppet's rounded fingertips traced the outline of the wooden sign.

When Jiang Wenluo raised his head again, he saw a water stain on the ceiling of the room, slowly winding down.

Jiang Wenluo raised his eyebrows, walked over, twirled it with his fingers, and found that it was sticky and familiar.

He suddenly smiled, lowered his voice, and said softly and gently, "Ah, it's my little octopus who came, and he kept the promise."

When the words fell to the ground, Jiang Wenluo felt himself falling into an embrace, and his heart instantly settled down.

——A person hugged him from behind, rubbing his cheek against his neck.

Jiang Wenluo turned around and saw Liang Yaowen.

The man's expression looked very calm, he was just looking at Jiang Wenluo, but Jiang Wenluo sensed that Liang Yaowen seemed a little uneasy, and observed the subtle expressions on his face as if he was waiting for his "judgment".

Jiang Wenluo wondered if Liang Yaowen would feel a little apprehensive at this time: Will you forgive me for expiring your term——

You have been living in the "lie" that I have woven for you.

"Hello." Jiang Wenluo smiled nicely and whispered, "Liang Yaowen, long time no see."

Liang Yaowen smiled back at him, lowered his head and held his hand, thought for a moment and replied, "I don't see you in a day, it's like three autumns."

His expression relaxed.

It seemed very quiet that night, the moon was covered by clouds, and there was only a little light left between the sky and the earth, which outlined Liang Yaowen's tall figure.Jiang Wenluo suddenly felt that he had been with Liang Yaowen for a long, long time, and he could trace this person's eyebrows and eyes even with his eyes closed.

Give him a very happy feeling.

"Is there anything else I can do?" Jiang Wenluo asked him, "I want to go home."

Liang Yaowen seemed to think for a while, and asked him, "...Do you want to see your parents and younger brother?"

"I don't want to." Jiang Wenluo approached him, wrapping his arms around his neck, "I just want to see you."

There was a soft snore from the next room, and the ticking of the clock.

If this world is real, then these "real" worlds are already far away from him, far away, and there is no need to even look back.

He and his parents have long been strangers, and he is also in the "real world" without any worries.

Jiang Wenluo just wanted to grab the hand of the person in front of him.

The author has something to say: the next update is over.

(But the final chapter will be longer)