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

The first moment Fu Jincheng woke up, he felt something cold pressing on his face.

He was confused for a moment by the object pressing on his face and his current situation. Just as he was wondering who dared to kidnap him so blatantly, his sleepy mind suddenly woke up.

No one kidnapped him.

As far as he could remember, after learning about Wen Yinuo's whereabouts from Lin Songan, he mobilized all his connections and flew from Yanjing to Qiongzhou as soon as possible.

The last image and perception was the moment when I met the dull eyes of the living, healthy little treasure. The exhaustion from working non-stop for more than 30 hours, coupled with the sudden relaxation of my tense nerves,

Before he could go up to Wen Yinuo to say hello, say "Brother is back", or hug the bruised and battered boy, he fainted in the yard.

Feeling his body visibly relaxed, Fu Jincheng took the things off his face and sat up.

No, to be precise, I fell asleep in a shameful way.

Clearly aware of this embarrassing fact, Fu Jincheng not only did not have the face to see Wen Yinuo, he even thought about where to be buried after his death.

But subjectively, he couldn't do it, and objective conditions didn't allow Fu Jincheng to continue being emo in the room.

The house they were living in now had poor soundproofing. Although the windows and doors were closed, the voices from outside could still be heard, triggering Fu Jincheng's extremely sensitive nerves whenever he encountered anything related to Wen Yinuo.

"...Do you want to come to my house for dinner?"

Fu Jincheng, who was in autism, could tell that it was an unfamiliar male voice.

Compared with the strange male voice, Wen Yinuo's voice was more than a little quieter.

Fu Jincheng put his ear to the window glass, but still didn't hear anything.

Unable to hear any sound, he moved his ear away and looked against the blue glass window.

When he looked up, he saw the strange man reaching out his hand towards Wen Yinuo's face.

Now Fu Jincheng couldn't sit still any longer.

He hadn't even touched the grown-up Wen Yinuo! How could this big black rat come out of nowhere and actually dare to do it in front of him!

Fortunately, he arrived in time today, otherwise his treasure would have been taken advantage of by others!

Not to mention the embarrassment of falling asleep right away, he didn't even notice that he was not wearing shoes and his hair was messier than a chicken coop. He opened the door with a bang and ran over.

"Let go of my little treasure!" Fu Jincheng yelled so loudly that the glass shook, "Where are you putting your hands?!"

Zeng Guoping, who was handing out the rice dumplings, turned around to look at the man who suddenly appeared. His eyes lingered on the man's bare feet and messy hair for several circles. It was hard to describe his expression:

"Xiao Wen, where did this person come from?"

"Don't follow Sister Wen's example and bring back an ungrateful person."

There was no emotion in Wen Yinuo's eyes: "It's okay, Brother Zeng."

"I know who he is."

Zeng Guoping felt a little relieved, but before leaving, he still reminded the boy to remember to ask him for help if anything unexpected happened.

Fu Jincheng stared at the young man who was only talking to the unknown dark-skinned man and didn't even pay attention to him, and he felt very hurt.

If this had happened four years ago, when he had not yet been forced to leave, how could Xiaobao see anyone else where he was?

Everyone has to give way to him.

After sending Zeng Guoping away who had brought him zongzi, Wen Yinuo turned around expressionlessly and said, "Follow me."

Fu Jincheng was no longer sad.

He left without saying a word for such a long time and even missed Wen Jian's funeral. Even if he had his reasons, it was still wrong.

She never dared to hope that after meeting Wen Yinuo, they could immediately return to their previous relationship.

It was a blessing that Wen Yinuo still recognized him as his brother and did not drive him away from home.

But now, not only did Wen Yinuo not kick him out the moment he saw him, he even moved him into his own sleeping room when he "fainted" in the yard.

What does this mean?

This means there is a high probability that Xiaobao still recognizes him as his brother!

Even if we take a step back and say that there is a small chance that Xiaobao doesn't recognize him as his brother, it doesn't matter.

At least let him into the house.

Anyway, life is still long and he has already married into the family. As long as he is shameless enough and sticks to Xiaobao and refuses to leave, he will definitely wait for the day when Xiaobao recognizes him again.

Wen Yinuo didn't know that the person following him had imagined so much in just one minute, and even thought about the next few decades.

He put the rice dumplings in the basin and soaked them in water, then sat back at the table and began to assemble the dust cover for the ornament.

Fu Jincheng stood beside the young man. When he saw him stop talking after bringing him over, his heart, which had been at ease, suddenly became heavy again. He felt so uneasy that it felt like ten thousand ants were crawling around.

After waiting for a long time, until the dust cover was half assembled, Fu Jincheng, who could no longer bear the silence, spoke in a trembling voice the first words they had said since they met:

"Xiaobao, how about I help you?"