After being reborn, I became the little ancestor of the paranoid tyrant

That forgotten picture suddenly appeared in his mind, causing his whole body to collapse a bit. Xu Chenting grabbed the clothes on Fu Boyun's chest, sobbing softly in his arms.

Fu Boyun silently stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xu Chenting's head, with a solemn expression and worried eyes.

Xu Chenting was so stimulated at that time, subconsciously he was unwilling to admit it, he was unwilling to face it, his small body couldn't bear such a violent blow, and out of instinct to protect himself, part of his memory was lost missing.

Fu Boyun guessed that Xu Chenting would forget him because of the stimulation of his mother.

So any details that might remind him of this matter are instinctively forgotten.

Fu Boyun hugged Xu Chenting quietly, and after he finished digesting it, he probably couldn't listen to what he said now.

Wait for Xu Chenting to calm down before talking.

Xu Chenting cried for a long time, venting the sadness in his heart, resting his head on Fu Boyun's shoulder, sucking his nose and pursing his mouth, his voice became hoarse from crying, with a strong crying tone : "What kind of monster are you!"

"Ok?"

Fu Boyun was confused by Xu Chenting's words, and didn't understand what he meant by these words?

After crying for a long time, why did such a nonsensical remark come out?

"Otherwise, why do you say that you will dream about it in your dreams, and you have dreamed about it for two days in a row. Have you finally revealed your true identity?"

Xu Chenting hugged Fu Boyun's neck with both hands, and cried miserably, telling him:

"Be careful, there will be werewolves coming to stab you."

This is……

Is it because he doesn't know how to coax him?

I was crying so badly, so I still have to comfort myself and relieve the atmosphere by myself?

fool.

This is how Xu Chenting does everything by himself, the stronger he is, the more distressed he is.

He suffered pain that he shouldn't have endured at a young age, and he didn't have a good life in the Xu family for more than ten years. He was beaten, scolded, and starved.

Obviously he has a family, but he lives like a little beggar.

But Xu Chenting didn't get depressed because of this, he still worked hard to get into university and worked hard.

Xu Chenting really worked hard to live and live a good life.

He didn't hurt anyone, but some people didn't like him, and some people wanted to hurt him.

Thinking of the injuries Xu Chenting suffered in his previous life, Fu Boyun couldn't help tightening his arms holding Xu Chenting, his eyes were beating with uncontrollable anger.

"You have to protect yourself, I only have you."

Xu Chenting raised his head from Fu Boyun's arms, sniffed, looked at Fu Boyun with red eyes, and said seriously.

Fu Boyun reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at him distressedly: "I will protect myself, and I will also protect you well, use me..." Swear on my life.

"No, you have to protect yourself."

Xu Chenting seemed to know what Fu Boyun was going to say, and shook his head firmly: "I don't want to see the person I love die in front of me again. If you die, I will die too."

Never want to experience such a breakdown again.

Mother was like this, and Fu Boyun was like this in her previous life.

Fu Boyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed Xu Chenting's arm nervously, as if he was afraid of something.

"promise me!"

Xu Chenting looked at Fu Boyun and smiled lightly: "If you are well, I will be well."

If there are some things that cannot be changed in this life, then he also hopes that Fu Boyun can live a good life.

Fu Boyun took a deep look at Xu Chenting, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

"call."

Xu Chenting took a deep breath, as if he wanted to exhale all the stale air in his heart, as if this would make him feel more relaxed.

"Are you ok?"

Fu Boyun asked with some worry.

"It's okay, it's been many years." Xu Chenting shook his head, after crying for a while, he seemed to be really better.

"With me in the future, I will always be with you, support you, let you act like a baby, and you can act as spoiled as you want."

Fu Boyun raised his hand to press Xu Chenting's hair, and rubbed his hair, making it messy, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Ah."

Xu Chenting was amused by Fu Boyun's sarcasm, and said angrily: "It's like I'm a little trickster."

"You can do whatever you want, I will support you."

Fu Boyun is today because of Xu Chenting. Isn't all his power today just to give Xu Chenting the sharp edge to do whatever he wants?

Xu Chenting leaned over to rub his head against Fu Boyun, nose to nose, and said slowly: "Don't do bad things, you will be arrested."

The corner of Fu Boyun's mouth hooked slightly: "Yes, I see."

Only then did Xu Chenting let go of Fu Boyun in satisfaction, propped his hands on the bed, and stopped when he stretched his legs to get out of bed.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Boyun saw his strange posture and his sudden sluggish appearance, so he couldn't help becoming nervous.

"I remembered. Mom said she left me a letter. Where is the letter?"

I was crying so much just now that I forgot that there was such a thing. Just now, the words my mother said flashed through my mind, and Xu Chenting just remembered it.

"Mom's Relic!"

Xu Chenting suddenly realized that if his mother didn't specifically say where it was at that time, it must be among the things she left him.

Xu Chenting got out of bed anxiously and wanted to find the box of things that he took away from Xu's house.

Maybe it was because of crying for too long, exhausted, Xu Chenting's feet went limp, and he staggered under the bed.

Fortunately, Fu Boyun quickly hugged Xu Chenting by the waist and pulled him back to the bed, nervous and helpless: "Sit down obediently, I'll get it for you!"

"Do you know where I put it?" Xu Chenting asked suspiciously.

Fu Boyun stood up, looked back at Xu Chenting amusedly and said, "I should ask you, do you know where to put it?"

"what?"

When Xu Chenting was asked such a rhetorical question by Fu Boyun, he suddenly became a little unconfident, and seriously thought about where he was hiding.

However, I suddenly couldn't remember it.

"What to do, I seem to have really forgotten where I hid those things!"

Xu Chenting covered his face with his hands, not wanting to face this matter, it took him a long time to put down his hands, looking at Fu Boyun aggrievedly and confided:

"Brother, it's over. Am I getting old and have a bad memory?"

"Who is older in your connotation?"

When it came to the issue of age, Fu Boyun was a little sensitive, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a dangerous atmosphere.

"Uh...then my memory is so bad at such a young age, then do I have some serious illness!"

Xu Chenting was able to bend and stretch, so he naturally changed the term, but he felt that this term made him even more miserable!