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

Since that day, Fu Jincheng has become busy.

Every day he was testing the distance he could move, from twenty meters at the beginning to two hundred meters on the day of the banquet, and then expanding it day by day.

By the end of the year, it can be said that there are no restrictions.

The only problem is speed.

He is a soul and cannot take a car. No matter where he wants to go, he can only float there by himself.

The speed of floating is always limited.

It takes several hours to float back to the Fu family from the Gu family's basement.

Fu Jincheng goes out every night and comes back in the early morning.

Every day is busy and there is never any rest.

Finally, bit by bit, I pieced together all the truth of these years.

On the last day of the year, Fu Jincheng had to leave during the day because he had to look for specific information. Looking at the time getting later and later, he didn't care that he hadn't found the information he wanted, and even less cared that he couldn't actually meet Wen Yinuo, and rushed back to Gu's house in the wind and snow.

He thought that at most he would just see Wen Yinuo alone in the basement.

I never expected that what I saw was a young man wearing thin clothes, leaning against the gate of the Gu family, with snow all over his body.

The soul has good hearing.

Fu Jincheng could hear the quarrel among the Gu family members through the door.

"It's so cold today, isn't it a bad idea to kick him out?" This was the voice of Gu's mother.

"What's wrong with that?" Gu Huaiyi's dislike for Wen Yinuo was even more obvious than before. "If it were me, I should have sent him away the first time he seduced Ranran's fiancé."

"It's not like now. Let him stay here and add a hidden danger to Ranran's birthday party tomorrow."

Such words did not persuade Gu's mother.

Finally, it was Father Gu who spoke: "Don't let him stay outside for too long. Remember to let him in at twelve o'clock at night."

Gu Huaiyi nodded reluctantly: "Okay, okay, I got it."

Fu Jincheng clenched his teeth tightly.

Gu Ran, Gu Ran, Gu Ran, this family only has Gu Ran in their eyes.

Today is clearly the birthday of Wen Yinuo, their blood-related child.

The family only cared about Gu Ran.

The blind God has turned him into a soul and stayed by Wen Yinuo's side, so why can't he become a vengeful ghost and kill all the people from the Gu and Fu families, as well as those who bullied Wen Yinuo!

The boy leaning against the door had a face that was almost as pale as snowflakes, and his lips had lost all color.

Just by looking at it without touching it, Fu Jincheng knew that the child was about to suffer from hypothermia.

"Xiaobao? Xiaobao?" Fu Jincheng was so panicked that he forgot that his voice would not be heard, and he couldn't touch Wen Yinuo, "Wen Yinuo! Wake up! You can't sleep!"

It was so cold that Wen Yinuo's eyelashes were covered with snow as his consciousness began to blur.

He looked at the vast expanse of white in front of him and felt extremely sad.

When his mother and brother were still alive, the family of three lived in Qiongzhou. Wen Yinuo could only see snow on TV. He was looking forward to seeing real snow one day in the future.

Now, after experiencing year after year, Wen Yinuo feels lonely in the vast white sky and only feels cold.

The snow in Yanjing is too cold.

He still prefers the warm sun in Qiongzhou.

I like the heavy rain in Qiongzhou.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was already getting dark, but Wen Yinuo still hadn't been let in.

He was so frozen that he couldn't feel the cold anymore.

In his drowsy consciousness, he seemed to hear someone calling him.

The boy struggled to open his eyelids and saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Fu Jincheng, who was extremely panicked, saw Wen Yinuo losing all his strength and falling down the stairs. His body acted before his brain and he immediately stepped forward and tried to hug him.

This time—he caught the boy who almost fell down the stairs.

But this not only did not make Fu Jincheng feel relaxed, but instead made him feel extremely frightened.

He supported Wen Yinuo and sat back by the door. What he recalled in his mind was the word "brother".

Combined with the fact that he could touch Wen Yinuo now, it can be inferred that the boy must have seen him before he fell into coma.

If he had been seen from the moment he arrived at Wen Yinuo's side, Fu Jincheng would not panic. He would only feel lucky and it was a gift.

But now, several months had passed, and Fu Jincheng, who had confirmed countless times that he would not be seen by anyone and that what he said would not be heard by anyone, could not remain calm at all.

The trembling fingertips touched Wen Yinuo's face.

It was a temperature even colder than his soul.

Fu Jincheng had to accept a fact——

Wen Yinuo can hear his voice and see him now because the boy is now in a near-death state.

Fu Jincheng, who had tried to take Wen Yinuo to other places without success, did not give up and tried again to take the boy away from the door facing the cold wind.

But it's impossible.

He could only hold Wen Yinuo in his arms, using his cold soul, which he was not sure if it could block the wind and snow, to warm the unconscious boy.

"Xiaobao, don't sleep." Fu Jincheng tightened his arms, "Open your eyes and look, your brother is back."

"Don't fall asleep, you have to stay awake."

"Wake up and live well."

"Have you forgotten what your mother said? As long as you are still alive, there will always be a day when you will get better."

"Wen Yinuo, don't you listen to your mother the most? You must listen this time too!"

Countless calls and sincere words dissipated along with the gradually decreasing snow and wind.

Wen Yinuo, who was in a coma, didn't hear a single word.

I don't know why, but he remained in a coma, but he didn't lose his breathing or heartbeat.

Fu Jincheng waited and waited, and after who knows how long, the door behind him finally opened.

The people in the Gu family still couldn't see him.

Even at the moment the door opened, Fu Jincheng could no longer touch Wen Yinuo.

For the first time, he was glad that he couldn't meet the boy he had been dreaming about.

——This at least proves that Wen Yinuo is no longer in danger of life.

Fu Jincheng, whose heart and eyes were filled with Wen Yinuo, completely blocked out the Gu family's ridicule and sarcasm towards Wen Yinuo.

He followed the Gu family servant who was carrying Wen Yinuo into the basement.

Fortunately, in the north, heating is installed uniformly.

Although the basement is still dark and almost lightless, the temperature is most suitable for the human body.

Fu Jincheng stood aside and watched the two servants of the Gu family send Wen Yinuo back to the room. They perfunctorily put him on the bed, casually pulled a quilt over him, and left without looking back.

If it were before, Fu Jincheng would have followed them out to see how the two servants and the Gu family would speculate and frame Wen Yinuo.

Not today.

Today is Wen Yinuo’s birthday.

Even though they are separated by life and death, and cannot see or hear each other, Fu Jincheng will still stay with Wen Yinuo.

Youhun stood by the bed, looking at the boy whose face looked a little better, suppressed the pain in his heart, and tried to pull up the corners of his mouth:

"Happy birthday, Xiaobao."