Rebirth: I am the boss uncle

Lin Moyan looked at Ye Youxuan who was still in a daze, gently straightened his body, looked into his eyes

"Xuan'er, in order to live on as Yin Shuyu and complete that farewell, you used up half of your remaining time and health. But the other half needs someone to spend with you. I can't... your parents can't... Ruoqing, Huainan, and Xiaobai can't either... They will have a small family in the future, and you also need someone to accompany you. Do you understand what I mean when I say this? Xuan'er... people won't be nice to another person for no reason, unless they have feelings, whether it's family or love... What do you think Feng Yu'an means to you?"

Ye Youxuan's eyes gradually widened, filled with disbelief. He pushed Lin Moyan away and turned to look at the black Maybach parked downstairs.

"I...I haven't met him many times, and...our interactions aren't very close. What you said doesn't make sense at all...I...I won't believe it!"

"Don't you believe it? Or do you dare not believe it? Xuan'er, think carefully about how he treats you? How does he treat other people? He is the most authoritative person in the imperial capital, and most of the power is in his hands. Although the Ye family and his family have some connections, it has nothing to do with him. He will not help the Ye family many times just because of your grandfather's feelings. Moreover...Xuan'er, he only helps you..."

Ye Youxuan closed his eyes with his back to Lin Moyan, and all that flashed through his mind was what Feng Yu'an had done to him that day. It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but once he did, all he could think of was the kiss that day.

Ye Youxuan raised his hand in a daze and gently touched his lips.

"But... he and I are the same! Why would he have such feelings for me? And... he and I have only met a few times, why..."

Lin Moyan walked to Ye Youxuan's side, gently embraced him in his arms, took his hand and gently tapped it on the glass. The picture that appeared on the glass was the red silk thread tightly connected between the hands of lovers.

"Xuan'er, loving someone comes from the heart. It has nothing to do with age, gender, or family wealth... He likes you, and it just happens to be you. No matter what your gender is, no matter what your identity is, he only likes you... This is a curse... but also a blessing..."

"...Is it because of that string? That string tightly binds my fate to his, but why? Why is it like this! It's a curse, not a gift. I don't love him... I... don't want to like anyone else..."

"You don't have to answer me in a hurry. I know you have your own ideas, but..."

Fate cannot be changed, not to mention...it's him who falls in love with you!

......

Feng Yuan sat on the sofa, looking up at the stairs beside him from time to time.

Hearing the sound of someone coming down the stairs, Feng Yuan immediately looked up. Sure enough, the person he had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared.

"Xuan'er..."

Ye Youxuan stood on the stairs, watching the man approaching him from a distance. He had to admit, this man was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. He was rich, powerful, handsome, and had a great figure. But why would such a perfect man fall in love with him? Could it be because of this thread...

Ye Youxuan raised his hand and stared blankly at the red string on his wrist. This red string was tightly connected to that man. Was it destined that they would be together in this life? But he only wanted to be alone...

Just as Ye Youxuan was fascinated by the red line, a hand that was longer and stronger than his gently took her hand.

"Xuan'er, what are you looking at? You are so lost in thought..."

Ye Youxuan looked at the hand holding his own. The red thread became shorter and shorter as Feng Yu'an got closer and closer to him. It disappeared only when he held his hand. But when he looked closely, he saw the red spiritual power tightly wrapped around the wrists that were close to each other.

Ye Youxuan was attracted by the red light of the tightly entangled thread. When he came to his senses, he was already being pulled into the living room by Feng Yuan.

Ye Youxuan pulled his hand out of Feng Yu'an's

"Mr. Feng, what's the matter with you coming to see me? I heard from Xingyan that you've been here for several days in a row. I'm really sorry, but you haven't been feeling well recently. You've been in a coma and just woke up now...you..."

Seeing Ye Youxuan pulled out his hand, Feng Yu'an didn't mind and slowly withdrew his hand.

"Nothing important, just wanted to see if you're feeling better."

"I'm much better now. Thank you Mr. Feng for your concern!"

"Mr. Feng...?"

This name made Feng Yu'an a little confused, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He couldn't remember when he offended Xuan'er, and why he changed his address from "Big Brother Feng" to "Feng Yu'an", he was completely disconnected!!!

"Xuan'er, your father's birthday is coming up in a few days. You... need to go back!"

Ye Youxuan narrowed his eyes and searched his memory. Indeed, it was Mr. Ye’s birthday in a few days.

"Well, I have to go back..."

The two of them sat in silence. Ye Youdou was in a state of confusion, not knowing how to face Feng Yu'an. Or rather, he didn't know how to face this relationship, especially as Ye Youxuan, a boy accepting the feelings of another boy...

After what Lin Moyin had just said, his mind was now filled with Feng Yu'an's image. He remembered everything he had done for him, everything he had said to him, how he had risked his life to block the hairpin for him at Linfeng Waterside Pavilion, how he had helped him deal with the people at the Feng Family Manor, the decline of the Feder family, and the blood he had shed for him. He remembered everything. He knew everything, but why...

"Mr. Feng, if you have nothing else, please go back first! I'm fine here, you don't have to worry..."

Hearing this straightforward intention to send the guest away, Feng Yu'an became even more confused. What on earth had happened?

"Xuan'er...what's wrong with you?"

Feng Yu'an stood up and grabbed Ye Youxuan who was about to leave. Ye Youxuan slowly lowered his head and looked at the hand he was holding tightly. He was a little dazed for a moment, and then he suddenly shook off Feng Yu'an's hand.

"Mr. Feng, please respect yourself. There's nothing wrong here... You can go back now. Uncle Qian, please show me around!"