Male Support He is always in heaven [Quick Transmigration]

To make up for the fox, in short, I seem to have cut off the evil spirits of the original family and let him return to glory as said in the commandment. Looking at the plaque that was hung again, I couldn't help but shed tears.

I was originally Yin, timid and shy, and I lived my whole life in a well-behaved way. For the first time, I felt that I was disgusting.

These hands of mine are the hands that once let go of the fox; this mouth of mine is the mouth that once drove him away with cold words; this heart of mine is the one that was once shaken and unable to be firm.

"I should pay him my life..."

"He is willing to save you in front of Qi Jun, you should live well, and living well is also a kind of atonement."

When he entered the palace, Li Buyu was raising two little foxes, he heard the words and responded.Because Fu Xifan saved him who turned into a black fox, Ling Buli owed favors, and Li Xunguo no longer hated monsters, and even the monster catchers of the Qi family fled from other countries angrily, which was contrary to Fu Xifan's previous intentions. Coincidentally.

The Qi family tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and Qi Jun... took Xi Fan's life, and he finally turned into a demon. In order to live forever, Qi Jun soaked in the blood of the demon every day, but the blood of the demon was too hostile, Qi Jun Not only did he not rejuvenate, but his whole body was like bark, gradually aging day after day... Qi Jun's hair was gray and his body was covered in blood. He tore up this manuscript with his own hands and laughed hoarsely. "I don't believe it, I obviously got Yaozi... I don't believe it... haha..."

Before Li Bufu's burning gaze, I was a little dazed, and murmured: "...Qi Jun deserves to die...but I deserve to die too..."

Li Buyu once asked, are you going to execute Qi Jun?After all, he was already like an old man with downcast eyes, vulnerable to a single blow, life and death were nothing more than a word from the emperor.

"Let him live, I want to see him grow older as he wants to live forever."

"Forget it, if you hope so, he must hope so too." Li Buyu stroked the little fox's chin, deliberately ignoring what the little foxes said to Brother Xifan. "You silly foxes, don't ask, don't search, you'd better live well..."

I clenched my fists, left the imperial palace, and visited the prison where Qi Jun was imprisoned every day, watching him scratch his skin repeatedly and roll in pain because of his weakness.

"I should live forever..." Qi Jun, who shed blood and tears, was too old.

I took out a mahogany sword from my waist, "Your life is coming, but you shouldn't die."

"I remember that you used it to threaten Xifan and turn him into a bone."

Qi Jun opened his eyes, letting the mahogany sword penetrate fiercely.

Fu Xifan, I was finally brave once.

Next time, I will definitely stand in front of you, so that you will be carefree and not miserable.

Amnesia young and old lover (1)

01.

In the ward with bright and clean windows, a group of bodyguards in black uniforms surrounded the bed layer by layer, making it airtight.On the bed surrounded by them, a young man with a gloomy complexion was lying flat, with a slight smile on his face, and his hospital gown made him look weak and pitiful, like a malnourished kitten.

The bodyguard standing in front of the boy solemnly stretched out a finger sacredly, and the sound was like a bell.

"Master, look, how much is this?"

"1." The boy said with a smile.

"Then what about this and this?" The bodyguard still frowned, and stretched out a finger with one hand, motioning for the boy to answer.

"1 plus 1." The boy rolled his eyes, but he didn't look ugly, but rather cunning.

"How much is it?" the bodyguard was anxious.

"..." I really don't want to talk.

"Ah, master, you are stupid!!"

Such a big man actually started to cry on the spot, a group of bodyguards started crying one after another like dominoes, and the whole ward cried out as if experiencing the pain of life and death.

The boy half sat up in shock, and said comfortingly, "Okay, it's equal to 2, it's equal to 2..."

The bodyguard withdrew his eyes in tears, his face paralyzed.

The boy curled his lips and was about to reach out to touch his head when he was stopped by the bodyguard.

"Master, you hit your head in a car accident, don't touch the wound, or it will recover slowly..."

The juvenile chick nodded as if pecking rice, he licked his lips, a little thirsty. "Big brother, I want to drink water... I have no taste in my mouth and I want to eat."

The bodyguard looked lovingly at the top of the boy's hair, nodded, and handed the boy a glass of water. Seeing that the boy drank it in small sips, the bodyguard, a stout man, took out a Swiss army knife familiarly, and happily went to the corner to give it to him. The young master peels an apple.

"Big brother……"

"Master, my name is Fu Yi."

The bodyguard handed a small piece of apple to the boy.

"Apple is so sweet." The boy who ate apples had bulging cheeks. He nestled in the quilt, rolled his smiling eyes curiously, and said boldly. "Big brother's name is Fu Yi, so what's my name?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, Fu Yi's hand trembled, and the Swiss Army Knife fell to the ground. He said, "Master, my name is Fu Yi!"

The young man frowned, nodded, with an expression of "I know."

"Master, you are the orthodox young master of the Fu family, Fu Xifan..." The bodyguard Fu Yi cried again, unexpectedly, although the young master is not stupid, the young master even forgot his name.

It seems worse than stupid...

Ah... poor master.

The bodyguard ran out to find a doctor in a panic, but was yelled by Fu Yi's broken voice. A group of doctors rushed in to examine Fu Xifan who was lying down. Fu Xifan obediently stretched his arms and let the doctor listen to his heartbeat. The doctor finally became serious Draw a conclusion.

"Master Fu seems to have suffered serious brain damage due to the impact of the car accident... He should have lost his memory!"

"Master!!" The bodyguards lay down on the hospital bed one after another, and a gloomy and melancholy atmosphere permeated the entire ward. However, the person they spoke of was already sleeping soundly on the pillow.

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After waking up, Fu Xifan seemed to be very interested in everything around him. He stretched out his index finger to poke the back of his hand where the needle was inserted, and the light blue blood vessels were faintly visible. Seeing the blood flow back, Fu Xifan retracted his hand in embarrassment, pretending that he hadn't done anything look.

He silently observed this novel world and the group of bodyguards who had been guarding him since he woke up, and asked softly, "Fu Yi, can you tell me something about me?"

Hearing Fu Xifan's call, Fu Yi softened his face. He moved a small bench and sat beside Fu Xifan, listening carefully. "The young master is a child of the Fu family. The Fu family is one of the two big families in City A. It mainly operates hotels, jewelry and real estate. You were raised by the old man, young master. Your mother died of illness when you were ten years old. ...and your father... Anyway, the young master is the treasure of the entire Fu family, and he might melt if he holds it in his hands."

Although he kept talking about the baby, Fu Xifan was still a little sad. "But... Brother Fu Yi, no one has come to see me for so long..."

"The old man is in poor health, but every day he tells us to make delicious food for the young master, stewing chicken soup."

"What about the father?" The young man was full of attachment, "Is my father very busy..."

Saying that, Fu Xifan covered half of his face with the quilt, showing a shy smile. "...I really want to, I really want to see my father quickly! I'm so bad..."

Smiling and laughing, the young man pretended to be serious, "To waste other people's time is to kill for money! I can't do that."

Looking at the lively young man, Fu Yi felt relieved and sad at the same time. "Master, Mr. Fu drew up a divorce agreement before his wife died of illness... Now, they have already formed another family."

Observing Fu Xifan's expression, Fu Yi hurriedly said: "Although Mr. Fu moved away from the Fu family, the old man said that the Fu family will always belong to you, young master..."

Fu Yi imitated Mrs. Fu's tone, "That heartless bastard who can't give birth to a son is not worthy of the Fu family. All of them belong to good grandchildren."

"Pfft..." Fu Xifan, who was a little sad at first, covered his mouth, and giggled amused by Fu Yi's paralyzed face that looked like he was acting.

Although he felt a little regretful because his father was a scumbag, Fu Xifan didn't have any good memories related to him, nor was he as sad as he imagined, so he soon felt relieved.

"Brother Fu Yi, don't worry..."

Fu Xifan pointed to his eyes, which were as dry as before, and he was not hit by it.

Fu Xifan then asked Fu Yi some questions about Fu's family and himself, and silently stroked in his heart. It turned out that his name was Fu Xifan, and he was a poor little guy with only grandpa and money. He seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, but the basic common sense was still imprinted. In his mind, he experienced a car accident before he lost his memory. It seemed that the car that caused the accident ran a red light on purpose, and he suffered a completely innocent disaster.

However, as long as he is still alive, Fu Xifan is full of gratitude.

After talking for a long time, Fu Xifan's head was a little dizzy, and he stretched out his hand a little tiredly, "Brother Fu Yi, the drip... It seems that the drip is over."

Fu Yi went out to ask the nurse to pull out the needle, Fu Xifan waited with blank eyes, touched his stomach, and felt a little hungry.His right hand had already been pricked several times. Fu Xifan felt his whole body was a little stiff. After all, he just woke up after the car accident and he was not used to it yet.

Bored, Fu Xifan leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, with a smell of meat porridge, Fu Xifan raised his head subconsciously, attracted by the smell, and then someone knocked on the concealed door.

"Come in!"

The person who came was a tall and handsome young man. He was wearing a neat and slim suit, but he was holding a bowl of down-to-earth preserved egg and lean meat porridge. His eyes were a little melancholy and deep. The living became excited.

The young man strode to Fu Xifan's side, and put the porridge on the table beside him. The closer he got to Fu Xifan, he felt a sense of timidity. The young man stretched out his hand in a daze, the palm was generous and warm,