[Rebirth] Be good, call me husband

"Fengchen, we're married."

The man in a neat suit has a handsome face. Even though he has entered middle age at this moment, he still smiles with a charming charm. The magnetic voice hits Feng Chen's ears, and his heart feels like a thunderclap. Boom, boom... He was so shocked that his face was pale and his face was pale.

"You are my best friend, you will bless me, right?"

friend?

Feng Chen stared blankly at the man in front of him, as if he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

This person, three days ago, held his hand and said that he wanted to be with him for the rest of his life, but what is he talking about now?he has married?

Feng Chen's gaze shifted, and he saw the white arm on Ji Wufeng's arm. The owner of the arm was a beautiful woman, who was constantly looking him up and down. The rings of each other reflect each other, as if telling their mutual affection.

It's just that in this affection, there is no him.

Feng Chen closed his eyes, his fingers stuck into the flesh of his palm, leaving a row of crescent-like pink marks.

"Ji Wufeng, after all these years, what do you think I am?"

"You are my best friend." Ji Wufeng said easily, holding the woman's arm with a little force, some muscles burst out through the black suit, but it was only for a moment - "It has always been."

It turned out to be the case.

Feng Chen laughed. He raised his hand tremblingly, and touched the rusty iron ring on his chest. The thing torn off, the red thread wearing the iron ring fell to the ground, but he just smiled at Ji Wufeng as if he didn't see it.

"Then take back the token between your friends."

Ji Wufeng's hands in his trouser pockets were clenched tightly, and then slowly loosened.

He stretched out his hand and took the iron ring with the same smile on his face, "Since you don't want it anymore, then throw it away." After speaking, he threw it out along the window.

The iron ring throws a beautiful arc in the air, but when it falls, it looks like a kite with a broken string, and disappears without even hearing the echo...

Feng Chen was a little unsteady, his body wobbled, he took a small step back, then raised his head, his eyes lost their previous brilliance, and a pale smile appeared on his face, "Ji Wufeng, I wish you a happy wedding."

His voice has always been clear, like a gurgling stream in a mountain forest. It has not changed for so many years, but now there is a slight tremor in that cold voice, and there is no smile on his face after turning around.

Almost fled.

The gentle smile on Ji Wufeng's face also cooled down slowly after he ran out, and finally disappeared without a trace...

He let go of his arm, and glanced indifferently at the woman beside him. The woman flinched and took his hand off with great interest.

Although her family is also powerful and powerful, it is really far behind the one in front of her.

Even if she had ten guts, she would not dare to disobey the man in front of her.

"Mr. Ji..."

"You did a good job, take what belongs to you and you can get out." Ji Wufeng said while throwing the wedding ring in his hand on the woman without hesitation, "You can dispose of this pair of rings as you like."

He didn't care at all whether he took it out and sold it or melted it down and made a new pair.

What he cares about is outside the window.

After Ji Wufeng finished speaking, without giving the woman another chance to speak, he strode out of the villa, looking for the rusty iron ring.

Just looking for it, his face turned pale, and he couldn't move his hands, but he was still trying to find...

where it goes?Where did it go?

He didn't throw it very hard just now, so it should be around here!

Ji Wufeng couldn't find it, but he was so tired that he had to support the tree to pant, his forehead and back were covered with sweat.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Feng arrived in Country M tonight at 430:[-] local time in Country C to participate in the world tour, and took flight A[-] at [-]:[-]..."

"okay, I get it."

"President Ji, you are not in good health, let your subordinates look for you." Wang Qiang looked at the struggling man in front of him, with a flash of sympathy in his eyes.

Ji Wufeng, when anyone in country C mentions this name, the first reaction must be four words - business emperor, he stood out among the heirs of the Ji family at a young age, over the years, step by step eliminated dissidents, broke through After going through many difficulties, he finally took the Ji family into his own hands and created a greater glory.

But such a proud person found out the day before yesterday that he was suffering from progressive muscular ossification.

In the past few years, he has been busy with official duties, so he didn't check his body properly. The reason why he discovered this disease was after the onset of the disease and he felt that something was wrong with his body...

He who has always been in excellent health suddenly couldn't straighten up one day, and his arms lost strength.

Ji Wufeng looked at his hands that were struggling to even find a ring, and suddenly laughed very mockingly.

"The way I looked just now must be ugly, right?"

"Mr. Ji..."

"He must be very sad, but I can't give him anything anymore."

In progressive muscular ossification, the soft tissue and muscles of the patient gradually disappear and become ossified, and gradually become incapable of walking. In the end, they can only stay in bed for a long time and become living stone sculptures.

So far, there is no cure.

He doesn't want Feng Chen to live in front of a stone sculpture every day, even if there is a way to delay this disease, how long can it be delayed, and how long can he survive normally?

The world outside is high and wide, with so many colorful colors. He is so gentle, and he will always meet someone better than him to give him happiness.

It's a bit sad, but it's a happy ending.

Seeing him staring blankly at the tree in front of him, the subordinate didn't dare to disturb him, but just put the ring he just discovered into the open palm of the opponent unconsciously, the cold touch made Ji Wufeng startled slightly.

He looked down at the ring in his palm. Although it was made of iron, it was more precious than the gold ring in his palm.

So many years have passed, he has even forgotten what mood he was in when he gave Feng Chen this ring, mocking?Ironically?It's still a joke...

Ji Wufeng clenched his fists, turned around and went back to the house.

Feng Chen, you are such an idiot, I treat you so badly, why do you still like me?

Thinking about the past between them, Ji Wufeng fell asleep on the sofa unknowingly, and when he woke up again, it was already 07:30 in the evening.

Recently, his health has been getting worse and worse. At first he thought he was too tired, but after knowing his illness, he was relieved, no wonder...

Ji Wufeng subconsciously turned on the phone, clicked on the news, and looked at the trending searches. This was a rare entertainment in his adulthood, but when he found a piece of news, he suddenly couldn't hold the phone in his hand, and it fell on the On the rosewood floor.

The phone was always on, and the headline of the news on it was dazzling—the international flight A430 from country C to country M crashed at [-]:[-].

Ji Wufeng didn't even take his coat, and stumbled out the door. It was raining lightly outside, and the bean-sized raindrops hit his body in pain. He drove the car door several times before he opened his car door, stepped on the accelerator, palladium The silver Mercedes-Maybach rushed out directly.

There were scattered vehicles on the street, Ji Wufeng drove forward desperately, with his hands on his hands, he called his assistant and asked them to quickly find someone to support the search and rescue team, and he arrived quickly.

But before the phone was put down, Ji Wufeng was blinded by a dazzling light. The sound of sharp brakes and violent impact penetrated his eardrums at the same time. Boss? What happened to you, Boss Ji!"

But Ji Wufeng couldn't hear these.

He felt as if his whole body had been torn apart by life, and he was subconsciously convulsed with pain, but he couldn't move at all. The smell of gasoline was very strong, mixed with the cold raindrops scattered in the sky, it was very unpleasant.

Seal the dust, seal the dust...

Just wait, wait, I'll be there soon...

Don't be afraid.

Ji Wufeng closed his eyes slowly, the blood was washed away by the rain, merged into a stream, and flowed into the bottomless sewer.

If there is an afterlife, Feng Chen, don't like me anymore.

The torrential rain poured on the man's handsome face, sliding down the sharp edges and corners, sinking into the pitch-black hair, clear ears, and motionless neck... Those dark gray eyes never opened again.

"Snapped!"

Ji Wufeng felt something hit him, he frowned, subconsciously raised his eyes and looked back sharply.

That is the innate intuition like a wild beast, and it is the keen intuition that Ji Wufeng has to maintain after he has become President Ji for so many years.

But when he looked up and saw the person in front of him clearly, he was slightly taken aback.

"Ji Wufeng, what's the total? Why do you still have a temper when you are sleeping in class!" The teacher on the stage spoke fluent Northeast dialect, pinched his waist and stared at Ji Wufeng who had just woken up.

Ji Wufeng looked at the face in front of him that he hadn't seen for more than ten years, blinked his eyes in a daze, and didn't realize what was going on at all.

Could it be that after his death, Lord Yan saw that his death was so miserable, and let him recollect his high school life again?

high school……

Ji Wufeng's expression froze, and he quickly used his own eyes to find the face that haunted him so much.

At this moment, Feng Chen is sitting in the last row beside the messy trash can, his slightly long bangs cover his eyes, few people have seen Feng Chen's eyes in high school, because he always looks like this, With long bangs, covering the windows of the soul.

It's just that Ji Wufeng has seen his eyes, which are as clear as the autumn sky, and when he looks at him, there is a touch of gentleness, like a quiet lake, calming all the restless emotions in his heart silently.

"What are you looking at? Look at your wife! What are you saying that you are not happy anymore? You don't listen to discipline when you sleep in class, you go out and stand for me!" The teacher on the stage slapped the platform with a thick math book in his hand , making a "dong dong" sound, it seems that he is angry.

Only then did Ji Wufeng turn his head to look at the furious person on the stage. This is their homeroom teacher and math teacher. Although she speaks a Northeast accent, she looks like a cute girl. She has just graduated from university for two years. She is not very old and not tall. The momentum has never been small.

Since it was a sweet dream given to him by Lord Yan, Ji Wufeng naturally came here as he wanted.

So he snapped back without hesitation, "Yes, just looking at my wife, what's wrong?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at him in surprise, even the person with his head hanging in the corner was no exception.

Ji Wufeng looked at the teacher on the stage with a nonchalant expression.

In high school, he was like this, arrogant and wanton.

The teacher was trembling with anger, "You, go out and stand!"

Ji Wufeng ignored the angry teacher who was about to spit fire on the podium, but directly put one hand on the table, swept his legs 180 degrees in the air, and nimbly jumped to the front of Fengchen's table, pinched the surprised man's chin, ruthlessly kissed hard...