Chapter 19 Reincarnation

Shen Boyan looked at Cheng Wenjun.

He wanted to ask Cheng Wenjun: Is that your brother? Did they bother you during the summer? I want to ask again, why didn't you tell me? no no.

This question is not appropriate.

Shen Boyan held back.

"Are you leaving?" He could only say to Cheng Wenjun.

Cheng Wenjun took out his cell phone and took a look.

"They went back first." Cheng Wenjun said, "We are the only two left."

There was only a small prison-like window in the stairwell, and the dim sky fell in through the small window.

"Oh... I didn't mean to tell you those things." Cheng Wenjun suddenly explained.

Shen Boyan has not yet started to grow taller, and is a head shorter than Cheng Wenjun. He raised his head and looked into Cheng Wenjun's slightly drooped eyes. Those gentle eyes with drooping tails reflected a beautiful outline in the dim stairwell, like stars hidden in the dark night.

"It's just that things are too confusing, and we've been arguing all summer with no results." Cheng Wenjun said to him, "So I wonder if speaking out about things that have no results will affect your mood."

"Oh..." Shen Boyan blinked. He blinked.

"It won't affect that much." He tried his best to tell Cheng Wenjun his thoughts, "After all, the Wu family is the same."

"I know." Cheng Wenjun laughed muffledly, "We have the same disease, right." We have the same disease. .

The situations of the two families are indeed very similar, but their identities are essentially different.

"Factually speaking," Shen Boyan corrected, "Cheng Wen'an and I are in the same boat."

"No, it's the same." Cheng Wenjun shook his head at this time, "The person who caused all this was wrong."

"Yeah. ." Shen Boyan nodded, "You're right."

"So, alas..." Cheng Wenjun sighed again, "I don't really want things to turn out like this."

"I tried my best to get them to the old house. They have been fighting for a long time because of this."

"Is this what your family has been talking about during the summer vacation?" Shen Boyan asked.

"It's not just that," Cheng Wenjun smiled bitterly, "during the final exam, my mother was catching people. Just after the summer vacation, the two aunts came to the house to discuss with my mother, and of course they broke up..."

"Then it got really bad."

Shen Boyan looked at Cheng Wenjun's somewhat frustrated expression and didn't know how to comfort him.

He hesitated for a moment, then patted Cheng Wenjun on the shoulder like every time Cheng Wenjun comforted him, and said, "Don't worry about them."

He said in a persuasive way: "Just pretend you didn't hear me."

Cheng Wenjun couldn't help but laugh briefly. Voice.

Shen Boyan saw that there was finally some light in his eyes.

"Maybe I should learn from you." Cheng Wenjun said without any sarcasm, "How was your family back then?"

"I didn't have it at that time," Shen Boyan replied.

He leaned on the handrail of the stairs and recalled briefly: "We had no choice, so Wu Heng was unwilling to change our surnames."

Shen Yuning's death was too sudden. Moreover, as the past two years passed, Shen Boyan gradually discovered some clues to what happened.

Wu Heng didn't want to say anything, and Wu Chen didn't know anything. The only thing Shen Boyan knew clearly was two things - the Wu family was sorry for them; now they could only rely on others.

"My mother doesn't accept it." Cheng Wenjun shook his head, "I can understand her, but I can't change anything now."

"It will be fine if you grow up." Shen Boyan thought for a while and stated.

What he said is true. They are still young, two underage children who don’t even have autonomy, what can they do? A fight?

Cheng Wenjun opened his mouth.

He seemed to have thousands of thoughts stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even speak for a long time.

Shen Boyan didn't know if he said something wrong, and was a little confused for a moment. He rubbed his toes on the ground and said again: "Actually..."

"Wait a minute." Cheng Wenjun caught a glimpse of something and grabbed Shen Boyan's wrist and pulled him up.

"There's ashes on the stairs." He pulled Shen Boyan and turned him around. "You're still wearing white clothes... Hey, your clothes are all covered in dust."

Cheng Wenjun's palms were dry and a little hot.

Shen Boyan was startled: "Myself..."

Cheng Wenjun, with quick eyes and quick hands, patted the spot where Shen Boyan was covered with dust a few times.

He didn't strike lightly or harshly, didn't touch too much, and didn't just touch and leave.

"It's okay." He said naturally and frankly, "I'll pat it clean for you. Remember not to lean on me next time."

"I..." Shen Boyan was really embarrassed.

He's not used to physical contact with people, and it feels a bit strange. So, he could only answer bravely: "I remember."

After the words fell, the two of them looked at each other.

Cheng Wenjun still looked calm.

The atmosphere was tense for a few seconds, and Shen Boyan couldn't bear it anymore.

But just when he was about to take the initiative to speak, an earth-shattering roar came from the stairs -

"Who is it! Why are you sneaking around here after school! Are you in love?!"

This voice was so earth-shattering that it frightened him. Shen Boyan, who had not yet come to his senses, trembled. He suddenly raised his head and looked up, but all he could see was the spiraling gray-white cement stairs.

Cheng Wenjun was also stunned for a moment, and then quickly regained his composure. He called to the person upstairs and said, "Director Wang, it's me, Shen Boyan and I."

Hearing Cheng Wenjun's voice, the dean at the top of the stairs also softened his tone. Come down.

"Leave early after school and don't linger in school, do you hear me?"

Cheng Wenjun, a good student, and Shen Boyan, a good student, don't know how to fall in love, and the two men most likely don't know how to fall in love.

"I heard it, I heard it." Cheng Wenjun replied sincerely.

The dean came just by chance and left so simply. The sound of his footsteps faded away little by little, and the corridor became silent again.

Cheng Wenjun tilted his head to ask Shen Boyan's opinion: "Let's go, let's go back together?"

"Okay." Shen Boyan looked away from the stairs and nodded. ...

In fact, Shen Boyan's initial impression of Cheng Wen'an and Cheng Wenxiu was very simple.

Cheng Wen'an is impulsive and direct. In the next few years, he spared no effort to jump up and down and confront Cheng Wenjun. Cheng Wenjun seemed to have a way of dealing with him. Every time he made trouble, he failed in the end to cause trouble in front of Jiang Jing and in the Cheng family's old house.

Cheng Wenxiu is relatively silent. He was Chi Yang's new deskmate, but Chi Yang didn't bully him like he bullied Shen Boyan, he just showed no concern for him.

Shen Boyan didn't dislike them both.

But he has no position on this matter, and everyone is just a hard-working person.

After all, it is not up to the fetus to choose which fetus to inject.

Shen Boyan often faced off against Cheng Wen'an because of Cheng Wenjun, and they seemed to be on the same page at that time. But Cheng Wenxiu always stayed away from the center of the storm, always with his head lowered and his back slightly arched, looking gloomy and silent.

The communication between them was almost zero, and the few times they did so were not pleasant. Cheng Wen'an in Shen Boyan's memory is much more vivid than Cheng Wenxiu. When I saw him today, although Cheng Wen'an had matured a lot, he still felt that the formula was the same as before. It's just...

Cheng Wen'an is here for the Cheng family's family dinner, but where is Cheng Wenxiu?

Shen Boyan only remembered that person when he was sitting in Cheng Wenjun's car. His memory was not very good in this regard, and he could only recall a tall and thin figure from behind.

Cheng Wenjun drank a little wine and didn't drive. He sat in the back seat with Shen Boyan. His face was slightly red, and his eyes were a little blurry, as if he was a little drunk.

"Cheng Wenjun." Shen Boyan asked, "Why didn't Cheng Wenxiu come with Cheng Wen'an?"

Cheng Wenjun's eyes widened.

In the night, Shen Boyan couldn't see his expression clearly, but he only heard him say: "Xiaoyan, haven't you heard of it?"

"...No." Shen Boyan thought his tone was a little strange, "What's wrong with him?"

"He was hit by a car while studying in country A." Cheng Wenjun's voice was smooth, as if he was describing a simple matter. "He is now in a vegetative state. He was just sent back to the country a few days ago."

"Ah. ?" Shen Boyan was suddenly surprised.

He had no idea that Cheng Wenxiu went to study in country A, let alone that something so big happened to Cheng Wenxiu.

Cheng Wenjun leaned back on the chair and continued: "If Cheng Wenxiu was here, uncle might choose to support him."

"After all, Cheng Wen'an is uneducated and has no skills. As you saw today, he couldn't help him up at all."

Shen Boyan listened . There was a burst of contempt.

He couldn't comment on anything, and he didn't really want to say anything harsh.

"I hope Cheng Wenxiu can recover soon," he said.