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

Qin Peng felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

It seems that Wen Yinuo’s understanding is wrong, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

To say that his understanding is correct is to say that it is wrong in every way.

...Wait, that's not right, how did she get fooled by Wen Yinuo?

She is here to help answer questions, not to add more problems to herself.

Qin Peng rubbed his eyebrows because of a headache.

From Wen Yinuo's words, she could clearly tell that the conventional way of comparing the two did not work for Wen Yinuo.

Then we can only change the angle.

Take drastic measures immediately.

"...There's nothing wrong with that statement." Qin Peng said seriously, "But, just like the three questions I asked you at the beginning."

"The pure affection between brothers and sisters is that they cannot accept each other leaving and have their own marriage and family."

"Except for one thing..."

Having said that, there is no need to mention the last few words directly.

Qin Peng paused for a moment, raised his hand and patted Wen Yinuo on the shoulder:

"But after all, I'm not involved in this matter, and I don't know you two very well."

"If conditions permit, I suggest you find someone who knows both of you well enough and think about it carefully."

Qin Peng's words kept lingering in Wen Yinuo's ears.

All the way home, all he could think about were the questions Wen Jian had already asked him.

When you calculate the actual time, it’s actually not that long.

But for some reason - he didn't dare to face it head-on, or he chose to ignore it, Wen Yinuo had forgotten exactly when Wen Jian asked him.

But Wen Yinuo remembered the content of the question clearly.

He remembered that his mother asked him what kind of feelings he had for Fu Jincheng.

What did he say at that time?

He didn't answer directly.

He just told Wen Jian that he didn't want to break away from the current situation, and he hoped that their family of three would always stay together and not separate.

Wen Jian did not expose this evasive answer at the time, but just continued with it.

In response, Wen Yinuo, who was deliberately avoiding the issue, tried to forget it even though he knew something was wrong.

I don’t even want to think about it, let alone think about it.

Now I bring up the previous conversation again, adding in many details after the reunion, as well as the years when Fu Jincheng was away.

Little by little, the feelings accumulated, and without knowing when, they began to change quietly.

By now, Wen Yinuo suddenly came to his senses and realized what the changing emotions were.

It can no longer be changed.

But what about Fu Jincheng?

That’s what he thought, but what did Fu Jincheng think?

Is he the same as him, or does he simply treat him as a younger brother?

If it is the former, it is a happy ending worth celebrating.

But if it is the latter, does he have to watch with his own eyes the person who has been with him since childhood fall in love, get married and have his own family?

Tragedy always gets more attention than comedy.

When he thought of the latter possibility, all that popped up in Wen Yinuo's mind were scenes of his thoughts being discovered by Fu Jincheng and being disgusted by him.

Wen Yinuo couldn't accept that it only appeared in his personal imagination.

He instantly lost the desire to go directly to Fu Jincheng to ask for clarification.

He should first find someone who knows Fu Jincheng well and ask him clearly, Wen Yinuo thought.

He should go find his mother first.

Long before he realized that his feelings were changing silently, Wen Jian had already noticed his emotional changes.

So now... maybe Wen Jian also knows Fu Jincheng's true thoughts?

*

The night before, Wen Jian and Fu Jincheng, mother and son, were heartbroken by Wen Yinuo's words "there's no need for a special celebration", but after a night of adjustment, they did not give up.

——Originally, celebrating Wen Yinuo’s birthday was intended as a surprise.

It was just that the two of them were so emotional that they blurted out what they wanted to say while arguing.

And this was in front of Wen Yinuo. When he said the first sentence, he didn't even realize that the topic was wrong. Then he continued to argue about his own goodness and put down the other person for a while.

When he came to his senses, he had to divert attention by asking Wen Yinuo for his opinion.

As a result, their little treasure was unwilling to choose any of them.

It’s just right, it can turn a surprise that is no longer a surprise into a surprise again.

But they learned their lesson this time.

He did not leave any note to cover up his mistake, but went out and returned home at the normal time.

Anyway, they are all bosses, so skipping work for a few days is not a big deal.

So even though he was busy secretly, when Wen Yinuo came back, Wen Jian and Fu Jincheng were still at home.

It's just that each of them was more guilty than the other, afraid of being discovered.

Fortunately, Wen Yinuo is now feeling guilty about his feelings for Fu Jincheng and dares not look him in the face.

The mother and her two children each had their own guilty conscience, which was also a tacit understanding from another perspective.

"Mom." Putting down his schoolbag, Wen Yinuo stood at the door of the bedroom and waved to Wen Jian, "Come in for a moment."

Fu Jincheng's hand shook while he was cutting vegetables in the kitchen and he almost cut himself.

What’s going on? Why did Xiaobao ask mom to go in but not me? Did he discover something?

Wen Jian was peeling grapes and eating them in the living room, swallowing them with the skin and seeds.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, could it be that Xiaobao saw through her guilt and guessed something?

Wen Yinuo, who was standing at the door of his room, was also extremely nervous.

His tone should be very natural, so no one would notice anything wrong with it, right? Especially not Fu Jincheng.

The three of them each had their own thoughts.

Wen Jian smiled naturally, got off the sofa, washed his hands, tried his best to stay calm and entered Wen Yinuo's room.

"Xiaobao, do you have something to ask your mother?"

Older gingers are more spicy.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Wen Jian noticed Wen Yinuo's unnatural behavior.

And she pretended to be normal and calm, just like she had in many heart-to-heart talks in the past.

"Mom..." Wen Yinuo's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible. "Do you remember a question you asked me before?"

Questions you've asked before? There are so many.

There is no age limit, Wen Jian himself doesn’t even know how many there are.

"Not too long." Wen Yinuo's voice was a little louder, "Just...you asked me what kind of feelings I have for my brother."

Wen Jian was trying hard to recall and was stunned for a moment: "Ah? This one."

"Didn't Xiaobao answer it at that time?"

"Is there anything you want to add now?"

Wen Yinuo was so nervous that he covered his face, and a muffled sound came from his hands.

"Not a supplement, Mom."

"At that time, the answer I gave you was evasive."

"That kind of thought is not what a younger brother should have towards his older brother."

"Is that so?" Wen Jian's voice was gentle but loving. "Xiaobao asked me to come in now. Are you trying to tell me that you won't run away?"

Wen Yinuo hummed heavily, released his hands that were covering his face, and looked directly into Wen Jian's eyes:

"Mom, I want our family of three, me, you, and my brother, to live together forever."

"But the reason is not just because of family affection."

"I... like Fu Jincheng."

"It's not the love that a younger brother has for his older brother."

"It's the love that I can't accept him being with anything else, it's the love that I want to date him, marry him, and spend the rest of my life with him."