Chapter 659

"Thank you for your kindness." Yu Zhibo Chen was warm in his heart and smiled: "if it was before, I might agree, but now I really don't need it."

This is the feeling that blood is thicker than water. Although they don't know Yuzhi bochen's life experience, they have a special feeling about Yuzhi bochen under the connection of blood. Subconsciously, they will regard Yuzhi bochen as their own family.

It is for this reason that Yu Zhibo weasel makes the decision to bring Chen to their home. Under normal circumstances, he comes to the patriarch and finds that if the patriarch is not present, several elders will replace him in the reception hall and will not bring him back to his home.

Yuzhi bochen is the same. Even if there is no Yuzhi bochen in this time and space, he has a congenital sense of closeness to them.

If Meiqin could say this a few minutes earlier, maybe Yuzhi bochen would gladly accept it and promise it, but not now. In a few minutes, Yuzhi bochen finally figured it out.

He understood the concerns of his parents at the beginning, and why they let the weasel kill without fighting back. He also understood their painstaking efforts. In Chen's heart, no one can replace them, even if he saw Chen's parents again decades later.

But Chen's real father and mother had already died in the night of extermination, and the rest were just people who looked the same but had nothing to do with Yuzhi bochen.

They have no memory of living with Chen. Even if they don't mind, Chen will mind.

"If we meet and fight, we will not see!" Yuzhi bochen couldn't help sighing.

"If you see each other, fight like you don't see?" Yu Zhibo Meiqin has very good ears. He heard Yu Zhibo Chen murmuring, "I didn't expect you to be a literary talent. What's the next sentence after this sentence?"

Yu Zhibo Meiqin looked at himself with approval in his eyes. In Yu Zhibo Chen's view, isn't that the comforting eyes that his son had only after he grew up and became promising?

"No... no more." Yuzhi bochen subconsciously replied, "I have only one sentence, no next sentence, and I'm not a bard." Yuzhi bochen said blandly.

Meiqin's face stiffened: "sorry, it's my fault. Let me get you some fruit." Then yuzhibo Meiqin got up and walked towards the kitchen.

After that, yuzhibo and Fuyue exchanged greetings with Chen. Most of them were Fuyue asking and Chen answering.

Chen didn't pay attention to his father because of his own reasons, and didn't really take yuzhibo Fuyue as his father, but now he is growing up gradually.

It has been more than ten years since he came to the world of fire and shadow. Gradually, Chen has regarded himself as the aboriginal of the world. He has long forgotten that he comes from the earth. If there was no constant reminder from the strong system, maybe he would have begun to accept his life.

As long as people grow up, they will smile bitterly and even be annoyed at some nonsense and stupid things they have done before. They think of the fact that they didn't adapt to yuzhibo Fuyue and refused to call his father all the time because they had just passed through. Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly at the corners of his mouth.

Such silly things can only be done by himself. If Chen could put down the burden in his heart at the beginning, maybe he would have a different childhood, but such words would make his heart suffer more pain.

Knowing that things can't be retrieved, some people choose to find a way to solve them, while people like Chen choose to escape.

Obviously with systematic help, obviously with the memory of the previous life, but still unable to make their own decisions, such a life is undoubtedly a failure. Even if he becomes so powerful and invincible from now on, yuzhibo, Meiqin and Fuyue will be the demons of his life.

"Although I don't know what to say, I will keep you safe all your life in this world!" Yuzhi bochen took a deep look at Meiqin and Fuyue, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

When Meiqin spoke, yuzhibo Fuyue didn't speak, but his eyes were also staring at Chen, as if he was eager to try.

His starting point is different from that of Meiqin. Meiqin may really care about Yuzhi bochen, but Fuyue is different. After all, as the first heir of the next patriarch, his mind is more or less mixed with some miscellaneous thoughts. Although he does have a special feeling for yuzhibo Chen, he hopes that Chen can join yuzhibo family and make the family stronger.

So after Chen refused Meiqin's proposal, Fuyue's face flashed a trace of disappointment.

But it didn't matter. Fuyue didn't think he could win over such a strong man in a few words. After all, this is the second generation of Qimu maoshuo, Huoying and others who worked hard and failed to attract successful people.

If they succeed, there will be no Yu Zhibo family.

While arguing with Fuyue, Yu Zhibo Chen waited patiently for the mirror to come. Even in his heart, he faintly hoped that Yu Zhibo mirror would never come.

On the contrary, after the third cup of tea, yuzhibo mirror came in from the door.

"Lord mirror!" Yu Zhibo, Fuyue and Meiqin stood up and said respectfully.

The mirror nodded and didn't care about them, but focused on the young man who was still sitting on the old God.

"Your Excellency is Yuzhi bochen? The exiled people? " Yu Zhibo asked.

"Yes, Mr. Jing, I have just confirmed that Mr. Chen does have my family's writing wheel eye." Seeing that Chen was quiet, Fuyue opened his mouth and answered for him.

"Are you sure it's not a transplanted eye?" Yu Zhibo frowned slightly.

"No."

To tell you the truth, yuzhibo's first impression of Chen is not very good. Others have been here for so long and haven't seen him look at himself. Instead, they are still drinking tea with a teacup.

Frowning and kneeling opposite Chen, Fuyue and Meiqin are on both sides. Yu Zhibo looked at Chen and said, "after receiving the teacher's summons, I learned that you have arrived at Muye, so I hurried back from the land without stopping. Although Fuyue has confirmed it once, I also believe in Fuyue, but in order to take a form just in case, can you open the writing wheel eye again to let the old man have a look?"

Yu zhibochen frowned, took a sip from the tea cup on the table, and said in a flat tone: "the writing wheel's eyes are much more open, but it will die!"