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

Thousands of kilometers away, the Gu family in Yanjing.

After confirming that Wen Yinuo had not returned since he went out in the morning, Gu Huaiyi's face looked very bad.

"What does he want to do by not being home for a whole day?" Gu Huaiyi glanced at the basement door and rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance.

Gu's mother, who was looking at the schedule for Gu Ran's birthday party tomorrow, looked up. Although there was some worry in her tone, it was not much: "...Didn't he leave for a while before and come back again?"

"It should be okay this time."

After hanging up the phone, Gu's father came down from upstairs and just happened to hear the conversation between the two.

For no reason, he recalled what Wen Yinuo had said on the phone six days ago about his advanced leukemia, and his heart suddenly stopped beating for a moment.

But along with this negligible worry, Wen Yinuo looked back at what his family had done in the past four years.

To sum it up in a nutshell - nothing good.

Father Gu raised his hand and rubbed his temple, thinking that he must have been possessed by a demon just now.

He almost believed what Wen Yinuo, who was a habitual liar, said.

"Why do you miss him?" Father Gu said unhappily, "I think he just wants to make things difficult for us because tomorrow is Ranran's birthday party for coming of age."

"Who knows right now he might be thinking about how to ruin the coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow."

Mother Gu closed the flow chart in her hand, agreeing with this, but also more worried: "It may be possible...but I always feel uncomfortable."

It’s hard to describe this discomfort, but it just keeps lingering in my heart and won’t go away.

Gu Huaiyi took several deep breaths silently and suppressed his discomfort: "Mom, you must be nervous about Tianran's coming-of-age party tomorrow."

Mother Gu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, it must be because of Ranran's coming-of-age party."

Father Gu took the process chart on the coffee table, lowered his head and looked at it, hiding the unnaturalness in his eyes: "I just hope that Wen Yinuo will not suddenly appear tomorrow and disrupt it."

The three members of the family present all chose to deceive themselves and did not care at all about the slight worry in their hearts.

……

Wen Yinuo leaned against the tombstone, but because of the sudden pain in his body, he changed from leaning to lying down.

He curled up in front of the tombstone as if he was held in his mother's arms when he was a child.

The difference is that when I was a child, my mother’s warm hands gently patted my vest and she hummed songs in my ears.

But now, there is only pain in the body and a cold and heartless tombstone.

"Mom, I really miss you." Wen Yinuo looked up at the vague shadow in the sky, and vaguely felt that he saw his mother again, "Why didn't you take me with you when you left?"

No one answered, even the wind fell silent.

The mixture of longing and grief, coupled with the physical pain that could not be ignored, made Wen Yinuo's mind become hazy, and his words began to make incoherent statements.

I was reminiscing about my childhood one second and started crying the next.

Or maybe while talking about feeling wronged, he suddenly starts scolding himself.

Or, in the middle of complaining about his mother not coming to see him, he suddenly changed the subject and began to explain that it was not him who wanted to leave Bay Village on his own initiative.

Wen Yinuo didn't know what he was saying word by word.

I just feel that every time I say something, I feel a little better.

"I suddenly feel that what they said is wrong." Wen Yinuo calmed down after speaking out his grievances. "I'm not as bad as they say. I also have a mother who cares about me."

"You won't die in a garbage dump and no one will collect your body."

The bouquet of flowers placed diagonally in front of the tombstone was blown by the sudden strong wind and fell down and hit Wen Yinuo in the face.

From the day of diagnosis to now, Wen Yinuo showed a sincere smile for the first time: "Mom also thinks I'm right, right?"

No more flowers fell and hit him.

Wen Yinuo panicked again: "Did I say anything wrong? Mom, why are you ignoring me again?"

He endured the pain and sat up, looking straight at the name "Wen Jian" on the tombstone.

After looking at it for a long time, the name Wen Jian gradually distorted and turned into the mother's face.

"Mom!" Wen Yinuo said excitedly and reached out to touch her.

But that was just an illusion.

Wen Yinuo's hand passed through Wen Jian's face and touched the cold tombstone.

"You're blaming me again." Wen Yinuo lowered his hands in disappointment, "You wouldn't even let me touch you."

"I don't blame you." Wen Jian in the hallucination smiled gently, "I just want to say, Nuonuo, you are still young and should live well."

"Mom doesn't want to see you so early."

"...But I can't live anymore..." Wen Yinuo covered his face with his hands and sobbed, "...I have nothing left, how can I live?"

Not to mention anything else, he no longer has the simplest prerequisite for living - a healthy body.

The only things he has left in the world of the living are endless malice and blades.

Those malicious blades were pointed at him, causing him excruciating pain with every step he took.

"...I just want to see you."

"You want me to live well, so why do you want to die?! Why don't you stay with me! Why do you let them take me away?!"

If Wen Jian was still there when the Gu family came.

Even if the Gu family had the paternity test report in hand, it would be impossible for them to forcibly take the underage boy away from his legal guardian, Wen Jian.

"Tell me!" Wen Yinuo closed his eyes and kept hitting his head against the tombstone, "Why did you leave me alone?"

"Why are you so nice to me, a child you picked up?"

"Why did you tell me 'No parent doesn't love their own child'?!"

This gave him unnecessary expectations, thinking that his parents, who had taken the trouble to find him and forcibly take him back home, would be good to him.

But what about the reality? Except for the day I brought him back.

Throughout all the time that followed, she refused to even listen to his explanation.

"Why..." Wen Yinuo cried until his voice was hoarse, "Mom, can you answer me?"

"Answer me with one sentence, just one word! Even one word will do!"

"If you answer me, I will listen to you. I will go back and beg them to live well."

Tick ​​tock.

It was raining.

"No one listens to me again... and abandons me again... hehe..."

"It's better not to answer! It's better not to answer, hahahahahaha!"

"If you don't answer, then you have no right to manage me."

Wen Yinuo said this with a smile, stood up from the ground, stood in the sudden rain, and caressed the tombstone again and again with affection.

"For the last time, Mom." He seemed to be talking to himself, or to a tombstone, "This is the last time I will come to see you."

"The next time we meet, it will be in another world."

"At that time...Mom, you can scold me and beat me however you want, but you must not drive me away."