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

Fu Jincheng could also hear the underlying meaning of Wen Yinuo's words.

"That's it."

He spoke softly, as if he was asking Wen Yinuo, or as if he was talking to himself.

"Then... do you know what I'm thinking now?"

As they stared at each other silently, the sounds of their heartbeats became more and more obvious.

Intertwined, no one can tell whose heartbeat belongs to.

Wen Yinuo bit his lower lip nervously, trying to avoid Fu Jincheng's aggressive gaze.

Just as he moved away a little, his chin was pinched again and forced back.

The boy's ears turned completely red, which was especially obvious under the warm light.

During the confrontation, Wen Yinuo realized that Fu Jincheng was determined to hear an answer from him before he would give up.

He could only compromise according to Fu Jincheng's wishes.

"I..." Wen Yinuo was so nervous that his voice trembled, "I, I don't know."

He knew, but didn't dare to say it.

"is it?"

Compared with Wen Yinuo, the pride in Fu Jincheng's voice could not be concealed.

"I know."

Although it was inappropriate, Wen Yinuo still wanted to complain.

——There is nothing to be proud of if you know what you are thinking.

There was a slight feeling of oppression above his head, so he pulled Wen Yinuo up.

Meet a pair of green eyes with a faint smile.

"I'm thinking about the time we met until now."

The owner of the green eyes spoke.

Wen Yinuo: ...

So he was nervous for nothing?

In such a good atmosphere, Fu Jincheng gave him some words recalling his childhood.

Ha ha.

Hopeless.

The young man was so upset that he wanted to roll his eyes to the sky, but he couldn't say a word of dissatisfaction when facing those bright eyes.

Instead, he was led away again.

Fu Jincheng said this deliberately to delay time, and the villain in his heart was so happy that he started tap dancing.

But I also followed suit verbally, starting from the first time we met as children, little by little, in your words and mine, we relived the countless past experiences.

The only difference is probably that Wen Yinuo is recalling seriously, while Fu Jincheng, in addition to recalling, is also paying attention to the passage of time at all times.

He is waiting.

Waiting until the moment before the clock strikes midnight.

Wen Yinuo had no idea about this.

Time never stops because of someone's ignorance.

One second, one minute, ten minutes, half an hour.

Nearly two hours passed quickly.

At some point, countless brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Wen Yinuo, immersed in his memories, heard a familiar voice calling his name gently.

"Wen Yinuo."

"Happy eighteenth birthday."

It’s Fu Jincheng.

It's his family.

He is the brother who grew up with him.

More importantly...the person he likes.

"What?" Wen Yinuo tried to hold back his laughter. "The day is almost over, and you're just saying happy birthday to me now."

Fu Jincheng smiled gently, said nothing, and held the boy's hand gently and firmly.

I silently counted down the last ten seconds in my heart.

Count to "0" silently.

Fu Jincheng changed the simple hand holding into interlocking of fingers.

"Wen Yinuo." The man who was always out of tune said seriously, "Do you remember what you said to me before?"

Wen Yinuo lowered his eyes, and his gaze, which was shining with a faint light, fell on the hand that was being held.

As he gazed, the young man exerted a little force and held the other big hand back.

For a moment, the sound of breathing in my ears was more obvious than the sound of fireworks in the sky.

After a long time, the young man raised his head with his eyes curved with smile.

"a lot of."

Wen Yinuo’s answer was powerful.

"But I know what you are asking."

It is his innocent longing from his youth to his obsession now.

"Just remember it." The light in Fu Jincheng's eyes was more dazzling than the fireworks in the sky.

"Wen Yinuo."

"I don't want to stay with you as a family member."

Although the identity of "family" is very stable.

But no matter how close the relationship is, there is always a certain distance between them.

Even as time goes by, the person he wants to be with for the rest of his life may have other close people around him.

"Wen Yinuo."

Words that have been considered for a long time are extremely simple when spoken.

"I like you."

"I want to be by your side as your boyfriend, lover, and companion."

"lifetime."

It was a purely subconscious answer, without any hesitation, and he accepted it the moment Fu Jincheng finished speaking.

"of course."

Wen Yinuo stood on tiptoe slightly and kissed Fu Jincheng on the cheek.

"Boy friend."