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Chapter 2 Rebirth
87_87063 "Jincheng? Jincheng!"
Li Jincheng woke up from a nightmare, and when he woke up, he saw Wei Chunfang who was calling him. For a long time, he couldn't recover.
Wei Chunfang brought him up since he was a child, but before that, Li Jincheng had not seen her for more than four years.
After thinking about it, he got up and looked around.
The room was his own home on Hong Kong Island. Looking at the familiar furniture and arrangement, Li Jincheng unconsciously stroked his neck.
There wasn't any tenderness in there, just how could this be? Isn't he already dead?
"Jincheng, it's time to go downstairs for dinner, and..." Wei Chunfang looked at him hesitantly, and said, "Your dad seems to have something to say to you."
"Sister Fang, which year is this year?"
"11 years, what happened?"
Li Jincheng looked a little wrong today, his expression was in a trance, and his whole body exuded a cold aura. Did he already know about it?
Wei Chunfang watched him grow up since she was a child. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed. She was about to sit by the bed and comfort him, but Li Jincheng raised her head at this time and said, "I see, Sister Fang, I Get down right now."
Everything around me is too real, so I am reborn?
Li Jincheng looked at his clenched and unclenched hands, and sat on the bed for a long time before he got up and went downstairs.
It should be summer at this time. Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the bright sun falls on the blue water of Dashuwan opposite, and the water and sky are the same color and sparkling.
His father, Li Yaozu, was sitting at the dining table eating, and when he saw him go downstairs, he raised his chin and motioned for him to come over for dinner.
He is still what he remembers, he is well maintained, and he is well-mannered at a glance. From the outline of his facial features and face, you can feel that he must have been a beautiful man when he was young.
Thinking of what Liao Changyuan said to himself before his death, Li Jincheng couldn't help clenching his hands.
At that time, Liao Yuanyuan accused him of being blind and unwise, but in fact, Li Jincheng's biological mother died when he was two years old.
All he knew was that his mother suffered from severe depression. Shortly after being admitted to the hospital, she jumped out of the ward window, but at that time his father told him that his mother was cut off from her because of her family, and she suffered from postpartum Depression, so I chose to end my life in that way.
What can a two-year-old understand? In addition, his father kept repeating such words in his ear since then, making him believe it.
He is really hopelessly stupid, and now that he thinks about it carefully, he can find a lot of strange things in it, especially the way others look at him, which are both sympathetic and mocking.
Like what Liao Yuanyuan said, many people in the upper-class circle on Hong Kong Island are well aware of the little things in their family. Unfortunately, he is open-minded and optimistic by nature.
Looking at Li Yaozu who was eating not far away, Li Jincheng actually wanted to rush to him and question him, how he treated his mother in the first place.
Over the years, even if he didn't say anything, when he was facing his so-called family members, he could still feel the obvious estrangement.
In order to work hard to integrate into them, he has always been very kind to these people, and even his monthly salary, excluding necessary expenses, is spent on these people.
At that time, when they found that they wanted to humble themselves to please them, would they laugh at their stupidity and naivety in their hearts?
"Jincheng, why are you stunned? Haven't you come over for dinner?"
Li Yaozu has always been a little strict with himself. In the past, Li Jincheng thought it was because he was the eldest son in the family, but now it seems that he just has no feelings for himself.
After releasing his clenched fist, Li Jincheng sat down opposite him without saying a word.
"Come to my study later after dinner, I have something to tell you."
Li Jincheng remained silent, and Li Yaozu was used to it. Gradually, there was only the slight sound of bowls and chopsticks knocking together on the dining table.
"Brother! You're awake! What are you eating?"
While talking, Li Jiajun, who had just gone downstairs after taking a bath, put his arm on Li Jincheng's shoulder. Seeing that there was peeled shrimp in his bowl, he threw the shrimp again. into your own mouth.
Li Jiajun was the one that Li Jincheng thought was the best to him in the family. Although he was only two years younger than him, because of the teachings of Li Yaozu and Song Wanru, he held Li Jiajun in his hand like a baby since he was a child.
Take him to and from school, play with him, and help him take a bath.
In the past, Li Jiajun was domineering and willful. Later, when he entered high school and his rebellious period was completely over, he was a little better to Li Jincheng.
It's a pity that it was only good on the surface. Thinking that he was relieved because of his change, Li Jincheng couldn't help showing a self-deprecating smile.
The relationship between the two is not bad at ordinary times. Seeing that Li Jincheng ignored him, Li Jiajun called out in confusion: "Brother?"
Li Jincheng looked at him following the sound, and then, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he leaned back.
Li Jiajun in front of him was shrouded in a layer of black mist, and his facial features became abstract and distorted due to the black air sliding like living creatures.
This kind of feeling is a bit like watching a ghost movie, but because it is close at hand, the horror effect is also multiplied.
Li Jincheng clenched the chopsticks in his hand and tried to suppress his screams. After a while, Li Jiajun's face stood out from the fog.
Compared with Li Jincheng's softer appearance, Li Jiajun looks bright and heroic. This is also what Li Yaozu was most proud of in the past, saying that Li Jiajun's appearance follows him.
Thinking of what Liao Changyuan had said to himself before his death, Li Jincheng finally came to his senses.
The black fog still didn't disappear, and it hung around him. Li Jincheng didn't know whether it was his eyes or a psychological factor. After sitting upright, he said, "I'm fine."
His attitude made Li Yaozu feel a little dissatisfied, but when he thought of what he wanted from him, he could only look at Li Jiajun kindly and said, "Jiajun, come over for dinner, the dishes are getting cold!"
When the family eats, they have their own fixed positions. Li Yaozu is in the middle, Song Wanru is on the right, and Li Jiajun is on the right. Li Jincheng is facing him, forming a clear and opposite situation with them.
The two father and son were talking intimately at the dining table, and not long after, Song Wanru, who was out shopping, also came back.
Song Wanru is the same age as Li Yaozu, but she looks much younger than her actual age.
In the early years, she was in charge of the financial power of the plastic factory at home. In recent years, she felt that she was getting older, and she hoped that Li Jiajun would be independent sooner, so she became her lady at home with peace of mind.
When Song Wanru came out of the shower, the servant had already put her separate lunch on the table.
Song Wanru is the most meticulous person Li Jincheng has ever seen. She strictly controls her diet. Since childhood, Li Jincheng has never seen her without makeup.
Looking at the delicate and low-calorie western food, when Li Jincheng looked up, he realized that Song Wanru was also covered with a cloud of black mist, but the color was not as deep as Li Jiajun's.
Li Jincheng didn't know what to do, but when he saw the three people who kept talking and laughing, he quickly lost his appetite.
"Jincheng, wait a minute, I..."
"I have something to do."
Li Yaozu's unfinished words were interrupted by Li Jincheng, and he was stunned for a while before he frowned and said, "What's the matter?"
"I'm not feeling well, I'm going to the hospital."
"Hmph, he's quite temperamental."
Li Yaozu looked at his back with dissatisfaction.
After a series of examinations in the hospital, the doctor told Li Jincheng that his eyes were completely fine. Li Jincheng nodded and went to a nearby specialized psychological clinic.
It will take two days to know the results of the psychological evaluation. When Li Jincheng walked out of the building, it was getting late. He didn't want to go back to the house that made him feel sick. He ate outside and sat in the restaurant for a few days. It took him hours to drive home.
It was already late at night when he got home. As he expected, Li Yaozu was still sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for him.
"Jincheng, come here, Dad has something to tell you."
Li Jincheng sat down beside him without saying a word. Li Yaozu coughed and said, "Are you busy at work recently?"
Li Jincheng doesn't like doing business, and he has long noticed that Li Yaozu and Song Wanru are interested in letting Li Jiajun inherit the family business. Therefore, after graduating from university, he chose to be a Chinese teacher in a famous private primary school on Hong Kong Island.
Knowing that Li Yaozu had nothing to say, Li Jincheng just shook his head.
"Then... do you have a boyfriend?"
In the second year of high school, Li Jincheng had come out of the closet with them calmly. Thinking of the expression of hatred on Li Yaozu's face at that time, Song Wanru couldn't contain the excitement, and he still shook his head expressionlessly.
"It's like this...Rongsheng Group knows, right? Executive President He Zongtong, General Manager He Zhenxuan, the two are grandfathers and grandsons. Just like you, He Zhenxuan also likes men..." After a pause, Li Yaozu added: "If possible, I want to introduce the two of you..."
Having said that, Li Jincheng finally looked up at him.
His eyes were sharp, as if he could see through all his own thoughts. Li Yaozu was helpless and sighed before he said, "Actually, He Zongtong thinks you are good... You also know what kind of power and wealth their family has on Hong Kong Island, He Zongtong I was worried that He Zhenxuan would be deceived, so I came up with such a method, which is similar to a blind date... It just so happens that you don't have a boyfriend... Why don't you meet him first?"
As if to increase the credibility of his words, he added: "Don't worry, He Zongtong and I made it very clear that if you think they are suitable for each other, he will not object to your marriage, and he will put your birth date in eight characters. I have to go too, the fortune teller said that you are very suitable for marriage..."
He talked for a long time, and when Li Yaozu regained his senses, he realized that Li Jincheng hadn't said a word since he entered the door. Li Yaozu felt that his self-cultivation was good, but at this moment, he couldn't help being a little angry, and put down his hands heavily. He said, "Li Jincheng, the most basic etiquette, I've talked to you so much, shouldn't you tell me your inner thoughts?"
Li Jincheng looked as usual, but just leaned on the sofa and looked at him.
There was calm in his eyes, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Li Yao's ancestor was defeated, thinking of Li Jincheng's character of being soft and not hard, he had to slow down his tone and said, "I won't tell you some things, yes Because I'm afraid you're worried about me... Jin Cheng, the family's business is in trouble. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will go bankrupt within a few months. He Zongtong told me that if you agree to marry He Zhenxuan, he will consider it for The plastic factory at home injected capital..."
Li Jincheng sneered inwardly, thinking that he finally revealed his true purpose. .