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

The doctor's words and the frightening conjectures swirled in his mind, causing Fu Jincheng, who had just relaxed a little because of Wen Yinuo's willingness to cooperate, to become extremely tense again.

Especially the long paragraph that the doctor sent to him in his personal name.

The word "suicide" in the words was like an invisible demon, strangling Fu Jincheng's throat so tightly that he could not break free no matter how hard he struggled. Every breath became as painful as swallowing a razor blade.

Even though Wen Yinuo's promise to wait for him at the elevator entrance on the first floor was right in his ears, Fu Jincheng's restless heart still couldn't calm down.

The young man started out walking fast, then jogging, and finally running, moving between the patients in the hospital.

After running to the elevator entrance with great difficulty, Fu Jincheng didn't want to wait even a second longer when he saw the elevator displayed on the top floor.

He took three steps at a time, from the third floor to the first floor. There were two flights of stairs, and while avoiding pedestrians going up and down the stairs, it only took Fu Jincheng less than half a minute to get from the third floor to the first floor.

Fu Jincheng was filled with fear and anxiety, but the moment Wen Yinuo came into his sight, he calmed down.

Fortunately. Fu Jincheng was extremely grateful.

Fortunately, Wen Yinuo did not leave and was waiting for him at the agreed place.

But Fu Jincheng was not able to relax for long.

During the few seconds he was standing at the stairs to calm down, he saw a familiar golden-haired head appear next to Wen Yinuo.

Wen Yinuo's mood, which had calmed down, was ignited to the highest point by the golden-haired guy.

He shouldn't have suppressed himself upstairs just now. He should have kicked Anton, who was always causing trouble for him, into the orthopedic department.

Wen Yinuo didn't know that Fu Jincheng had appeared at the stairs behind him.

The boy looked at the golden-haired man who had been chased away many times by the blunt words, but not only did he not leave, but also sat at the other end of the bench. What he thought about was the words the golden-haired man said when he sat down -

"Don't be so nervous, Fu Jincheng and I know each other."

Wen Yinuo had never heard Fu Jincheng mention other people to him. Selfishly, he was unwilling to believe the golden-haired man in front of him.

But the golden-haired man's green eyes looked somewhat similar to Fu Jincheng's and made him feel familiar. Wen Yinuo's heart was wavering.

But the boy hid it very well and didn't reveal his true thoughts at all.

This golden retriever is a stranger, Wen Yinuo repeatedly warned himself in his heart.

Don't trust what strangers say.

He should wait for his brother.

When my brother comes back, I'll ask him directly if he knows this golden-haired pervert.

Anton had no idea that his reputation with Wen Yinuo had dropped again. He was still thinking about how to trick Wen Yinuo into his side before Fu Jincheng found out.

In this way, when the devil Fu Jincheng threatens him with going to Africa in the future, he will have someone to back him up.

Anton was happily imagining a bright future without being threatened, and he didn't realize that the devil was standing behind him sinisterly.

On the contrary, Wen Yinuo, who was facing Anton, suddenly brightened up his dull eyes when Fu Jincheng walked over.

"Brother!" The young man stood up, ran over and hugged Fu Jincheng's arm, his tone full of attachment and intimacy that he was not aware of, "Why did you come just now?"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

When Anton heard Wen Yinuo calling him brother, he still sat in the chair leisurely, thinking to himself, he is just a brother, which brother can compare to his eldest brother.

By the time I reacted, my whole body was weak and stiff.

Damn, isn't Wen Yinuo's brother his boss Fu Jincheng? !

This... He didn't even try to trick people into coming to his side, and he was already discovered by the devil. What a mess his life is!

Just as he was thinking about what would be a more dignified way to die, Fu Jincheng heard the whisper of the god of death:

"Anton, didn't I tell you to go back to Yanjing?"

Anton was like a puppet, turning back and forth: "Boss, listen to my excuses... No, listen to my explanations!"

Fu Jincheng didn't want to hear his explanation. He just wanted to throw him to Africa and let Anton have a close contact with the warm land and nature of Africa for a period of time.

But before he could finish his words, the young man holding his arm asked in doubt: "Brother, do you really know this golden retriever?"

It was the first time that Anton saw Sichuan Opera face-changing without props.

Fu Jincheng, who had a gloomy face and looked like he could bury him alive at any time, suddenly smiled at him, which was worth less than a duck being sold.

"I know him." Fu Jincheng smiled lightly and looked at Wen Yinuo seriously and answered, "My brother met him not long after he left home."

When Wen Yinuo heard Fu Jincheng's answer, his heartbeat went out of control for a moment.

The young man raised his voice a little, questioning: "What is the relationship between my brother and him?"

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

There was a rare hint of coquettishness in her tone that she had only used to have.

Anton listened to Wen Yinuo's questioning of the devil boss, and silently lit a candle for his lovely brother in his heart.

Fu Jincheng cares a lot about and indulges Wen Yinuo.

But based on Anton's understanding of Fu Jincheng, he did not think that this indulgence could exceed Fu Jincheng's bottom line.

After all, Fu Jincheng was able to simply quit his job when faced with guilty questioning from his boss who was two levels higher than him.

Wen Yinuo's questioning was not only guilt-free, but could even be said to be completely justified.

Anton just thought about the scolding that Wen Yinuo would soon receive, and he felt so reluctant that he wanted to cover his ears.

Then Anton saw a scene that surprised him.

Not only did Fu Jincheng not get angry or curse, he even laughed.

The smile was full of indulgence and doting.

There was even a hint of flattery in his tone.

"Sorry."

"I've been busy since I came back, didn't I forget to tell you, Xiaobao?" Fu Jincheng lowered his voice and said, "Xiaobao, if you want to know what I've been through over the years, I'll tell you everything when I get home."

Anton: ...

If he hadn't just heard Fu Jincheng's sinister threat, he would have suspected that the boss in front of him had been replaced.

They are both younger brothers, so why is there such a big difference in the way you treat them?

He didn't even ask to be treated so gently, he just asked not to be thrown into Africa.

It's impossible.

Wen Yinuo accepted Fu Jincheng's words that he would tell him about his experiences in recent years after returning home, but he still couldn't let go of the golden-haired man in front of him.

"What about him?" The young man motioned Fu Jincheng to look at the dumbfounded Anton, as if he would not give up until he got an answer.

"Brother, what is your relationship with him?"

Fu Jincheng looked at Anton, thought seriously for a moment and then replied: "Well, I can't really describe it accurately."

A dark light flashed in Wen Yinuo's eyes.

Then, Fu Jincheng added:

"But if we want to make an analogy that is more appropriate, we can compare it to the emperor and his personal eunuchs in ancient times."