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

He was stunned as he recalled the past events, and Fu Jincheng also remembered them.

He is just a person immersed in the warmth of past memories, blaming himself for leaving without saying goodbye.

It should have been a warm atmosphere, but it was so silent that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

After a long time, Wen Yinuo was the first to walk out of his memory.

He didn't look at Fu Jincheng, his eyes fell on the book in his hand, his tone was natural and calm:

"Thinking about it now, I didn't realize at that time that my brother was taking care of me."

"It's really a bit slow."

Fu Jincheng chuckled and put his right hand on the boy's shoulder: "That's right. I'm trying so hard to hold back my laughter that tears are about to come out."

Wen Yinuo leaned on Fu Jincheng's hand, his eyes fixed on the book in his hand, filled with memories:

"I just said that there was something wrong with the way my mother looked at me during that period."

"Tell me! Brother, have you told mom?"

Fu Jincheng climbed onto the bed and sat down against the headboard:

"I can't help it. Xiaobao, you have to save face. I can't tell others that you are afraid of ghosts."

"I'll just have to tell my mom."

Wen Yinuo stopped reading and hummed twice, with a proud tone:

"It's okay. I also told mom about the time you led people to climb other people's trees to steal lychees and were chased for several kilometers by a dog."

Fu Jincheng: ...

"Oh yeah, and there was also the incident where I tore a coconut with my mouth to save face and broke my teeth."

Looking back one by one, Fu Jincheng has done many more embarrassing things than Wen Yinuo.

The person who was embarrassed at first turned into someone who faced the situation with complete composure.

Isn't it just embarrassing in front of Wen Yinuo? It's no big deal.

He has lost a lot in the past, and he will lose a lot in the future.

After recalling the past, the young man looked at Fu Jincheng proudly: "Huh, I still know more."

Fu Jincheng's heart softened. He suppressed his desire to kiss and only pinched Wen Yinuo's nose affectionately:

"Okay, you called me here just to expose my shortcomings, right?"

Wen Yinuo shook his head, put down the book and lay on the bed, his eyes falling on the ceiling:

"No."

"I just feel that my brother and I haven't had a good conversation like this in many years."

Although he and Fu Jincheng are four years apart in age, they attend the same school.

The two people's school trajectories before high school completely overlapped.

Fu Jincheng's teacher is also Wen Yinuo's teacher.

Although Wen Jian did not require their children to listen to the teachers and regard everything the teachers said as authoritative like most parents, there were some complaints that he could not express in front of his elders.

Even if Wen Yinuo had not been frightened by the ghost, they would still gather together at night to talk in private.

It’s just that these memories, accompanied by separation, separate life and death.

Even if I still remember it, it seems faded compared to the more recent and vivid memories.

I didn't mention it in the past and didn't think it was a big deal.

But once I talk about it, I can't help feeling sad.

Especially for Wen Yinuo.

Not only the future is important, the memories of the past are equally important.

Even memory is more important than the future.

——He relied on those faded and blurred memories in his previous life, little by little, until he died of illness.

It was also thanks to those memories that I unconditionally trusted my brother who had disappeared for several years when I met Fu Jincheng for the first time in this life.

It can be said that without those memories, there would be no Wen Yinuo who is getting better now.

In comparison, Fu Jincheng values ​​the future more.

But that doesn’t mean that past memories are not important to him.

"I won't do that again." Fu Jincheng hugged Wen Yinuo across the quilt, "I'll be with you and we'll recall the past slowly."

"Slowly make them as bright as the future."

"Really?" There was a hint of doubt in the boy's voice.

"Of course." Fu Jincheng said as he covered Wen Yinuo's eyes to prevent him from seeing his red eyes.

"But……"

Wen Yinuo was interrupted by Fu Jincheng after saying just two words: "Okay, we'll talk about the rest when we wake up tomorrow."

"It's already been more than three hours since you were supposed to go to bed, Xiaobao."

"If you don't sleep, I'll complain to the doctor next time I see him."

Wen Yinuo bit the sheets angrily and gritted his teeth.

Although I was very excited, I fell asleep faster than ever before.

Fu Jincheng waited until the boy in his arms fell asleep before he dared to remove his hand from his eyes.

After a few minutes, the young man's eyes became redder, with tears in them that had not yet fallen.

Fu Jincheng blinked hard several times, trying to suppress the sourness in his eyes and heart, and silently hugged Wen Yinuo tighter.

The 1.9-meter-tall man was like a newborn baby at this moment. He felt extremely insecure. Only when he rested his forehead on Wen Yinuo's back could he feel the reality.

As time passed, the restless mood gradually calmed down and fell into sleep.

*

The next day, Fu Jincheng got up nearly two hours earlier than Wen Yinuo.

Fu Jincheng hurriedly finished dealing with the unprocessed documents left over from the previous night. Before he could stand up from his chair, he was stopped by Anton, who accused him of being deceived the night before.

"And then?" Fu Jincheng decided to beat a scoundrel, "So what if I cheated you?"

Anton: ...

He really can't do anything.

"And with your neural circuits, if no one reminded you, you would never have thought that I was lying to you last night."

Anton: ...

You are so right.

However, judging from the boss' tone, he didn't seem to have any intention of asking who gave him the analysis?

It's so weird.

Is the sun rising from the south?

The sun did not rise in the south, which was just another thing that Fu Jincheng was secretly worried about. After Anton complained, he finally thought of a solution.

The words that Wen Yinuo said last night have been turning over and over in my mind since I woke up in the morning -

When there are guests, the guests and the host cannot be squeezed together, so he has the opportunity to spend the night in Wen Yinuo's room.

On the other hand, if there are no customers, he has to go back.

Fu Jincheng agreed at that time, but now he is absolutely unwilling to do so.

He didn't want to be separated from Wen Yinuo again and be lonely and cold at night.

So Anton found a suitable reason to stay in front of Wen Yinuo's room and couldn't leave.

This made it really hard to find an excuse for Anton to stay.

From the time he woke up in the morning until now, for more than two hours, he has been thinking about how to make Anton stay reasonably.

It was so reasonable that neither Wen Yinuo nor Anton would become suspicious.

I can only say that Anton is indeed a good cousin, giving him a pillow when he feels sleepy.

Fu Jincheng, who pointed out that someone was behind Anton's plan, then changed the subject and asked Anton to stay for two more days, and he would not pursue the matter to find out who was behind the plan.

Anton was so happy that he stopped laughing.

The boss did not hold the person who guided him accountable and allowed him to stay for two more days. What does this mean?

This means the boss wants to sink him into the sea!

Anton didn't dare to stay any longer.

In the few minutes when Fu Jincheng called Wen Yinuo to get up and eat, he didn't even take his suitcase, but only took his cell phone and ID, and quickly fled from this place that seemed to be able to take his life.