Chapter 123 Fu Linchen's Past
Fu Linchen sat down as required, and Qu Suihuan stood in front of him. The two faced each other and were very close.

"Mr. Fu, don't be nervous, trust me."

Fu Linchen looked at the face close at hand, and he could clearly see her eyelashes trembling slightly when he raised his eyes.

He nodded, giving her full confidence.

"Well, I believe you."

Qu Suihuan's warm fingertips touched his eyebrows.

Nonsense: "Close your eyes now and relax, I will use the folk remedies passed down from your ancestors to let you enter another world."

Fu Linchen listened to her words, and slowly closed his eyes. He was engrossed, and all his nerves were concentrated on the hot touch.

Seeing him close his eyes, Qu Suihuan sparked a golden flame at his fingertips where he could not peek.

The faint flame was like a nimble koi, piercing straight into the center of his brow.

She quickly said the difficult words in her mouth, but the koi actually wandered in his brain.

Putting his hands on his knees, Fu Linchen felt inexplicably hot between his brows, and lost his self-awareness in the next second.

When he woke up again, it was a voice from the void.

"Fu Linchen..."

"Wake up..."

He woke up following the sound, but when he opened his eyes again, he could no longer see Qu Suihuan.

Surrounded by a cloud of white mist, he was alone.

He didn't know where this was, nor what the situation was, so he could only move forward through the fog.

until……

He sees a villa.

Very familiar, it is the place where his mother lived before her death.

But the strange thing is...

There was another Fu Linchen in the villa!

The other party didn't seem to see him, sitting in front of the window and looking into the distance, the bottomless black pupils seemed to be covered with withered grass, lifeless.

He didn't know why this happened, and walked forward uncontrollably.

Climbing the stairs, he was able to come face to face with his other self.

The other party couldn't see him, and just sat in front of the window, and under him was...

wheelchair!

Fu Linchen was dumbfounded, he didn't remember breaking his leg.

Could this be his real memory?
But when did he break his leg?How did it recover?

He carefully observed the layout of the room, it was dim, and even outside the window was lifeless.

It was also at this time that his assistant came upstairs.

"Boss Fu, the doctor is here."

No one can see his existence, as if he is a mass of air.

As for Fu Linchen in the wheelchair, looking back, his calm face was covered with haze.

He held out his hand for the doctor to examine, and the answer he got was yes.

"Mr. Fu, your illness is getting worse and worse."

The man in the wheelchair didn't seem worried at all, and just asked, "How long can I live?"

The doctor sighed and reported a number.

"A month at most."

a month...

boom!
As if thunder struck, he widened his eyes, and couldn't believe what he heard.

When did he get sick?

Isn't it... the person he loves is sick?

Compared to his shock, the man in the wheelchair was much calmer.

He said without hesitation: "Stop the treatment."

"Mr. Fu, you..."

"Boss Fu, we..."

"I said, stop the treatment."

He was extraordinarily determined, as if a month's life was not life at all.

Fu Linchen couldn't accept such a scene. He walked forward with heavy steps, wanting to ask the man why he made such a choice.

But when he met his eyes, he could no longer see a trace of desire to survive.

It was also at this time that he reacted in vain.

incurable disease……

no desire to live...

This is clearly what his lover suffered in his memory.

In other words, in his forgotten and disordered memory, there is no loved one at all, and it is himself who gets sick and loses vitality!

"They have already been buried with my mother. This world is dirty. It's meaningless to live a few more days."

The man stared at his palm, as if peeping at the bloody blade.

"Killing so many people, I really deserve to die, but I don't regret it."

Sentence after sentence fell down, and at that moment, he finally remembered everything.

His mother was originally the eldest daughter of the Fu family, while his father was the son-in-law.

Using his mother's family, his father was able to climb to a high position and have a life that others could not match.

But when her mother was pregnant, his father cheated...

To be precise, it has already been derailed.

He even planned to steal the Fu Group without telling his mother.

When his mother found out all this, grandpa had already passed away.

The mother couldn't accept all this, and the whole person went crazy.

Since then, the company's surname is still Fu, but it has changed.

At a young age, he watched his mother being imprisoned in this dark villa, and his father bringing back another woman and two children.

One is bigger than him and one is smaller than him.

For the sake of shares and public opinion, his father could only support him in the open, and used his mother as a threat to force him to live with them.

Since then, he has never laughed again, and his body is always injured, so that he has developed the ability to resist fighting and a deep temperament.

Later, as he grew up, he began to plot revenge.

But when he was in full bloom, the other party gave him a car accident.

His mother died trying to save him...

He also broke his leg.

After that, the last ray of light belonging to Fu Linchen completely dissipated, leaving only countless hatreds.

He is a lunatic, a lunatic who has fallen to hell and only wants to shed blood.

During his years of doing evil, he killed his enemies with his hands, and he destroyed everyone who insulted his mother one by one.

Including his so-called biological father!

The retribution came so quickly that he eventually broke down and suffered from an incurable disease.

But he thinks it's all worth it.

Looking at the plot from the perspective of a bystander, Fu Linchen seemed to be one with the man in the wheelchair.

There is no life in the eyes, only a lifeless swamp.

What is life?
He didn't think it mattered at all.

This is a world so dirty that he hates it.

But in the next second, a strange sound came from the empty villa.

"Hi everyone, I'm Qu Suihuan~"

Qu, Sui, Huan...

"Ding--"

He and the man in the wheelchair turned their heads at the same time. Wherever they saw, the stars moved and the surrounding scenery changed.

It becomes a huge screen, and through the screen, there is a face full of smiles.

Full of vitality, never giving up, not sticking to the world, not trapped in freedom...

"The song is the song of the lyrics, the year is the year, and the joy is the joy~"

For a moment, the pupils of the man in the wheelchair showed a bit of obsession.

Through Qu Suihuan on the screen, he seems to have glimpsed the life he should be walking.

He started to pay attention to her, and watched the variety show without missing a beat.

Watch her dig potatoes with a hoe, watch her break sticks with bare hands, watch her dig wild vegetables, watch her chop chili sauce, and so on.

It was a life form completely different from him, he was like a shameful voyeur hiding behind the screen, licking his wounds with envious eyes.

He envied her!

So, when he rewarded her with a gift for the first time to help her get the first place, what he thought was:

It would be great if someone gave him a hand in the muddy past.

It was also from that tip that he came into her sight and got her private message.

She said: Thank you boss, I am very grateful!If you need help in the future, I will do my best!

He has received too much flattery in his limited life, but this is the first time he has seen such straightforward and pure words.

For the first time, he replied to her.

 Oh, babies, go to bed early, don't stay up late, I thought Er Yang was healed, but I went into shock at work today, the doctor came and kept pinching me, scaring all my friends, I will never stay up late again, woo woo woo~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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