How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

The Shen family had a son named Yuan, also known by his courtesy name Daqiang.

His grandmother gave him this nickname in the hope that he would become stronger when facing stronger opponents, and that no matter what field he enters in the future, he would be able to become big and strong and become an outstanding person.

Therefore, the boy has been the type who becomes more courageous when faced with setbacks since he was young.

The more Xie Jinyu prevented him from contacting Xie Chengze, the more the boy would find an opportunity to contact Xie Chengze. Even if Xie Jinyu would sometimes get impatient and kill him directly, as long as Xie Jinyu chose to restart the world, he, Shen Yuan, would still be reborn.

The young boy liked to see the prince trying to kill him completely but failing.

Bashi.

He didn't know how many times the world restarted. Just when the young man thought he was going to fail again, he found that the elderly version of Xie Chengze had crawled into the dog hole of his house and found him.

Although his body was old, the soul within him seemed to be still eighteen years old. His eyes, which should have been old, were as bright as a child's, clear and kind.

"Shen Yuan?"

The old white-haired old man was still incredibly handsome. He was truly the most beautiful old man in the world. He rubbed the back of his hands a little awkwardly and looked at me tentatively, "Is it you?"

The young boy, oh no, the old version of the young Shen Yuan, finally couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment.

The young man who had been wandering alone in a strange world finally tore off his strong disguise at this moment, and cried bitterly while hugging the old man, "My fellow countryman! My fellow countryman! I finally see you! Wuuuuuuwaa ...

Xie Chengze:?

It turned out to be the modern boy Shen Yuan.

Xie Chengze patted the old boy's back to comfort him, and listened to the young man Shen Yuan accusing Xie Jinyu of "crimes" with tears and snot. After a long time, he lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

"okay, I get it."

Xie Chengze went out of the palace secretly to see Shen Yuan, and Xie Jinyu soon found out.

He knelt in front of Xie Chengze's bed, too stubborn to admit his mistake, and just murmured, "I just want my second brother to accompany me more, what's wrong with that?"

"Your mistake is that you don't value yourself."

Those gentle, bright eyes looked sharply and painfully at the old king kneeling on the ground, "Xie Jinyu, people must first learn to cherish themselves and learn to love themselves before they can move forward."

"How could I not love myself?" Hearing this, Xie Jinyu couldn't help but laugh at herself. She raised her scarlet and nearly collapsed eyes, like a guilty person questioning the God of Faith sitting in the hall, "It's because I love myself too much, and I know that I only want the love of my second brother, so I keep restarting the world!"

"But why am I standing still? Second brother, tell me! Why?"

"Why can't I get a little relief?!"

How could endless rebirth not torment the mind? Xie Jinyu tightly grasped the silk quilt on the bed, almost tearing it into pieces. Even though he had gone crazy like this, he was unwilling to hurt the person on the bed.

Xie Chengze opened his mouth and then closed it again.

He looked down at Xie Jinyu, whose eyes were full of bitterness and confusion. After a long silence, he reached out and rubbed his head, and whispered the cruel truth.

"Because you got Xie Chengze's love, not my second brother's love."

After returning to Jian'an so many times, Xie Chengze could no longer deny that he was Jian'an's second prince "Xie Chengze".

But "Xie Chengze" eventually had his soul replaced when he was nine years old, lost his memory, and reincarnated as Xie Chengze in the modern world.

Even if he later accepted his childhood memories in Jian'an, how could Xie Chengze, who has lived in modern times for eighteen years, still be the "Xie Chengze" of Jian'an?

They may all be gentle and kind, and they all prefer Xie Jinyu, but in the end, they are still different.

Xie Chengze loves Xie Jinyu, which is another version of himself who lacked love in childhood.

The second brother loves Xie Jinyu, who is the prince's younger brother whom Jian'an owed in his childhood.

The two are fundamentally different. Xie Chengze never feels that he owes Xie Jinyu anything. So how could Xie Jinyu possibly get the love he wants from Xie Chengze?

That's why Xie Jinyu couldn't feel satisfied.

"Even if we do it again and again, the result will be the same, and it will even consume each other's feelings."

Xie Chengze stood up and knelt beside Xie Jinyu, gently covering his heart, "Jinyu, restarting the world is painful, I don't want you to feel any more pain."

That day, Xie Jinyu cried like a baby for the first time.

Two years later, Xie Chengze died of old age.

It was still a snowy day, and snowflakes were floating in the palace like goose down. The young Shen Yuan came to the funeral. Looking at Xie Jinyu who was in a daze and motionless for a long time, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother, do you still want to restart? Look how conscious I am. I even brought the sword with me."

Xie Jinyu stared at the Jian'an sword absentmindedly, "Tell me, should I end this?"

The young man Shen Yuan touched his nose and said, "According to what we say over there, once a person dies, he is dead. You two are from two different worlds now. If you continue to force it, there will definitely be no good result."

"Look at me!" Young Shen Yuan patted his chest and said proudly, "I was hit by a car and left my hometown. You tricked me into rebirth so many times, but I didn't cry and wail to bring my lover from another world here!"

Xie Jinyu: "Do you have a lover in modern times?"

Young Shen Yuan: “No.”

Xie Jinyu: …

"But I have parents!" the young Shen Yuan yelled, "and a lot of good friends. I'm a good student and could have been admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University. I have a bright future. I wouldn't say anything if I was hit by a car!"

"You should thank me, after all!" The young Shen Yuan said proudly, "If Brother Chengze hadn't rushed over to save me and was seriously injured and had his soul left my body, you wouldn't have been able to live with him for more than 20 years!"

Xie Jinyu: "You are not allowed to call him brother."

Young Shen Yuan: Is this the main point? I’m a big brother control freak, just yell, yell!

After chatting with the young Shen Yuan for a while, Xie Jinyu regained some energy. He asked, "Do you miss your parents?"

The second brother missed his parents very much, so he could not give up modern life, especially since Shen Yuan was there.

"Shen Yuan took your body, don't you hate him?"

The young man Shen Yuan shrugged. He looked up at the snow falling from the sky with a relaxed expression. "I thought about it at first, but then I stopped thinking about it. After all, I'm still alive. It doesn't matter where I live."

"As for Shen Yuan, I don't hate him at all. I didn't get into a car accident because of him. Instead, he had the courage to take the risk and go to the modern era to revive my body so that my parents wouldn't be too sad."

After saying that, the young man Shen Yuan smiled again and said, "Actually, Jian'an is quite interesting. The young people there all dream of traveling to another world, and then using the knowledge they have learned to benefit the local people."

Of course, the consequence will most likely be like the first time, where he didn’t survive more than three episodes.

Xie Jinyu asked, "Why?"

"Because that's what our country does! We've been poor, hungry, weak, and severely bullied, but there are always excellent leaders who make the right decisions and lead us ordinary people to prosperity and independence, and build a strong and safe country."

"Without them, there wouldn't be me and Brother Chengze! So we all want to be like that!"

I don’t know which words touched Xie Jinyu, but the old king’s eyes suddenly regained some spirit.

My second brother once said that he was a man of the world.

My second brother always said that he hoped he would be a wise ruler.

Does that also mean that my second brother actually admires me, and that I am a bright image in his heart, a unique work that he has carefully crafted?

At that moment, the thriving and belated love surged.