I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

Fu Sheng fell down unexpectedly.

When he fell down, he heard Xu Yi yelling desperately in his ear:

"General! What's wrong with you, General! General!"

Fu Sheng opened his eyes, he stared fixedly at the ceiling above his head, lifeless.

Some memories that did not belong to him came up little by little, and Xie Yu's voice was all in his mind.

——Why doesn't my brother like me?

——It would be great if my brother could like me as much as my father.

——My brother doesn’t like me, so I don’t want to like my brother anymore!

The young Xie Yu had always been treated coldly by him, he never recognized him as his younger brother, and never spoke to him in a friendly manner.

Xie Yu liked to run behind him when he was very young, but since when did he seldom appear in front of him.

It was as if Fu Sheng had been completely cleared up. He was no longer in his memory.

Xie Yu's subsequent memories are almost all about Fu Zhe, reading and writing with Fu Zhe, and practicing martial arts and swords with Fu Zhe.

Fu Zhe seemed to have a morbid obsession with his body. He didn't let Xie Yu get hurt, not even a little bit of injury, even if it was just a cut finger.

"General, general, please drink some water, you." Xu Yi helped him up, handed him a glass of warm water, and said in a dry voice, "General, I'm sorry."

Fu Sheng drank the cup of warm water, his lips turned white, as if he had just been pulled back from the brink of death, "Xu Yi."

Xu Yi said beside him, "Yes, I am here, General!"

Fu Sheng's voice was dry, "I want to be quiet."

Xu Yi seemed a little embarrassed, he hesitated to speak, he looked at the already frozen corpse over there, and then at him, he didn't speak for a long while.

"I want to be alone." Fu Sheng said again.

Xie Yu's memories are too many and complicated, complicated and domineering, directly controlling him, making him have to sit here quietly to receive his memories, and he can't do anything else.

Xu Yi pursed his lips, got up and said, "General, people cannot be resurrected after death, if the young master sees you like this in heaven."

Fu Sheng interrupted him directly, "Xu Yi, I'm Fu Sheng."

Xu Yi froze there, "What, what?"

Xu Yi's first reaction was, Xie Yu couldn't bear the blow and went crazy, right?

No way, I heard that he killed many people on the battlefield, and he has seen all kinds of storms and waves.

"You go out first." Fu Sheng said weakly. He will explain that he doesn't need so much now. Who the hell is he.

Who is he.

Is it Fu Sheng or Xie Yu?

This time, Xu Yi didn't say anything, didn't look at the corpse, left a sentence of "then you have a good rest" and turned around to go out.

He still had to call a doctor over to show him.

This is crazy.

After Xu Yi went out, Fu Sheng turned his head to look at the cold corpse, his eyebrows frowned.

Again.

Those domineering memories came again.

Fu Zhe was very nice to Xie Yu, so nice to an almost morbid level.

Fu Sheng supported his head, his eyes were dry and his nose was sore.

That was his father, and his father had never done that to him.

Why.