I became a good brother's aunt

Zhuang Xingchen really didn't remember that he had met Uncle Wen so early.

It turned out that they had met five years ago.

And the forensic doctor who has been misunderstood by her mother is Wen Moqi.

The world is obviously big.

But sometimes, it's really small, so small that several important people who have appeared in his life come and go, and they are still in place.

Wen Moqi: "Surprised, isn't it?"

Zhuang Xingchen stared at him blankly for a while, then nodded: "I, I didn't recognize him."

Wen Moqi smiled and rubbed his head: "Then you know now, will you forget it in the future?"

Zhuang Xingchen shook his head vigorously: "No."

Wen Moqi looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is it my fault? At that time..."

Before Wen Moqi finished speaking, Zhuang Xingchen interrupted him: "You are not wrong, why are you blaming?"

Wen Moqi: "But your mother's side,"

Zhuang Xingchen said softly: "I can't change her opinion, but I believe that every forensic doctor has only 'truth' in his heart."

Wen Moqi seemed to be touched by something in his heart, and embedded the young man's figure deeply in his eyes: "I'm very happy."

Zhuang Xingchen smiled at him: "I am also very happy."

He took the initiative to come over and hugged this man who was like his father, who would give people a sense of security, like hugging a mountain that he could rely on: "I will definitely become someone like you."

Wen Moqi was silent for a while, and then said: "You don't need to be called 'you'."

Zhuang Xingchen: "Okay, then I, like you, will remember the day of November 15, 11."

Wen Moqi: "...I feel that maybe we mean something different."

Zhuang Xingchen looked up at him suspiciously: "Really?"

His eyes are beautiful, when he looks at the other party with all his attention, it really seems that there are stars twinkling in the sky.

But it was also so simple that it seemed that he didn't understand what he said before.

Wen Moqi sighed, and covered his eyes looking at him with his hands: "...it's nothing, you should read the documents first."

He knew that the boy must be eager to see the results of these tests.

Zhuang Xingchen went downstairs with the documents.

In fact, although he couldn't wait to see the material, he didn't read it all.

He only read his father's autopsy report back then, feeling a little sour in his heart.

After looking at it for a while, I closed the file.

For a moment, he wondered, is Dad worried about him too?

So as soon as he left, he sent Xiao Nan's uncle.

It's just that he was ignorant five years ago, so he missed it.

But it doesn't matter, the current uncle is also very good.

Zhuang Xingchen carefully put away the documents, and sat in the living room waiting for Zhou Nan.

His uncle told him not to disturb Xiao Nan and let Xiao Nan be quiet, so Zhuang Xingchen waited with his mobile phone.

As long as Xiao Nan makes a phone call, he can go to accompany him immediately.

However, this wait lasted until midnight.

It was 11:[-] in the morning, and Zhou Nan hadn't come back yet.

Thinking of Uncle Wen saying that Zhou Nan must have gone to the cemetery, Zhuang Xingchen couldn't sit still.

He asked about the location of the nanny's cemetery at home, and rushed to the cemetery without much hesitation.

He didn't know, he stood alone by the window on the third floor and watched his leaving figure, and sighed helplessly.

It was already 12 o'clock when we arrived at the cemetery. After asking the mausoleum guards and learning that there was indeed a young man who had come earlier, Zhuang Xingchen was relieved a bit, and after confirming the location, he went to find Zhou Nan.

The wind in the cemetery late at night was a bit strong, because there were no lights and the light was very dim. At a glance, one could only vaguely see rows of tombstones looming under the moonlight.

Fortunately, the cemetery was not too big. Zhuang Xingchen finally saw Zhou Nan after he climbed halfway up the slope.

Zhou Nan leaned against a tombstone, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

"Xiao Nan."

Zhuang Xingchen walked over and touched his arm, it was very cold.

Zhou Nan was indeed very tired and sleepy. He heard a voice in a daze, and when he opened his eyes and found that it was Zhuang Xingchen, he was shocked.

"Star?"

Zhuang Xingchen squatted down, with a serious expression on his delicate face: "I can't sleep here, I'll catch a cold easily."

He pulled Zhou Nan up: "Come home with me."

Zhou Nan sat back down again, pursed her lips and said, "I don't want to go back."

Zhuang Xingchen looked at him.

Zhou Nan turned his face away, the veins on his neck were obvious, and he was suppressing some kind of emotion.

It took him a while to say, "I, I have no face to go back."

Zhuang Xingchen simply sat down too.

Zhou Nan didn't look at him, and said to himself: "You don't come to me, you go back first."

Zhuang Xingchen: "I'll accompany you."

Zhou Nan said: "Why are you accompanying me? You are not afraid!"

"Why be afraid?"

"This is the cemetery, it's midnight now."

"I know."

"I know you're still here."

"You are not afraid."

Of course Zhou Nan was not afraid anymore, he said: "My parents are here, what am I afraid of?"

Zhuang Xingchen said 'hmm': "I'm not afraid either."

Zhou Nan thought for a while, Xingxing even dared to dissect the corpse, and it was even less likely that those buried in the soil would scare him.

Thinking about it, I am really not afraid.

The two teenagers sat in front of the tombstone, and neither of them spoke for a while.

In fact, Zhou Nan had been talking to his parents before Zhuang Xingchen came. He had already talked a lot and was tired of talking.

So I don't want to speak much now.

But he couldn't hold it back anymore, he held it back for a while, and asked a little awkwardly: "Xing Xing, you, did you come here by yourself?"

Zhuang Xingchen nodded: "Yes."

"How did you know I was here?"

"Uncle said so."

"He told you?"

"Yes, he said you must be here."

Zhou Nan felt a little sad again: "He, why does he know everything..."

Zhuang Xingchen said seriously: "He understands you and cares about you."

"It's because of this that I feel..." I feel even more sorry for him.

Zhou Nan buried her head in her knees, her voice hoarse: "I'm really stupid, I should have listened to you earlier... If I had asked him earlier, I, wouldn't have been..."

Zhou Nan couldn't go on talking anymore, feeling regretful and sad at the same time.

His relationship with his uncle was really good when he was a child.

He has been playing with his uncle since he was sensible. At that time, he thought it was his older brother.

When he was ignorant when he was a child, he was called brother Wen Moqi.

Later, when he became more fluent, his mother kept correcting him and told him to call him uncle before he corrected himself.

At that time, my father had just started to accept the family business, and my mother and I were running around for the company every day. There was no time to take care of him, so he could only play with his uncle.

He didn't stick behind his uncle until his uncle went to high school and college.

It was also from that time that Zhou Nan, who was left alone, met a group of fun-loving friends, and he didn't care if his family didn't have time to accompany him. Instead, he was away from home every day and went out to fool around.

He has failed his parents' expectations and cannot become a good student who studies well.

Now even my uncle's expectations have been disappointed.

Zhuang Xingchen patted his head: "Uncle will forgive you."

Zhou Nan was not sure: "Really?"

Zhuang Xingchen nodded: "Really, he has always been very kind to you."

Zhou Nan pursed her lips, still a little scared in her heart.

Will uncle really forgive him?

I was nice to him before because I didn't know that he wronged him so much.

Now that he knows everything, is he still willing to recognize him?

Zhou Nan didn't know what to do.

Zhuang Xingchen said in a very firm tone, "If he didn't care about you, he wouldn't have told me you were here."

Zhou Nan thought in a trance, really?is it really like this?

"Don't be sad." Zhuang Xingchen didn't do much to comfort others. He searched all the words in his mind and managed to come up with a sentence: "Although you don't have parents anymore, you still have an uncle. He is just like your parents. good for you."

Thinking of Zhuang Xingchen's mother, Zhou Nan immediately nodded and agreed: "...Well, compared to your mother, uncle is indeed better."

"Correct."

"Then don't be sad. For such a mother, just pay her living expenses for the elderly in the future!"

Zhuang Xingchen smiled: "Okay."

Zhou Nan said: "I'm serious. Didn't I say before that I will give you my uncle? From now on, my uncle will also be your uncle! Let's honor my uncle together."

Zhuang Xingchen glanced at him: "Are you willing?"

Zhou Nan: "..."

In the past, Zhou Nan would definitely say, who cares about the big devil, whoever likes it, take it!

How could he be reluctant!

But now knowing the truth is different, Zhou Nan is really reluctant.

He had done so many things to his uncle in the past, and he hadn't thought of a way to make it up, and he hadn't asked for his forgiveness, so he just gave his uncle to someone else, and he couldn't do it.

Zhou Nan scratched his hair and thought for a while: "Then, let me give you half. We each have half."

"How do you divide half of each person?"

Zhou Nan also felt that his words were a bit naive, so he joked: "Then one upper part and one lower part."

Zhuang Xingchen: "Then I don't want to lower my body."

Zhou Nan said, "Why?"

Suddenly he thought of something again, and immediately punched Zhuang Xingchen: "You are so wretched!"

It also specifically emphasizes the lower half of the body!

Zhuang Xingchen was puzzled: "How obscene?"

Zhou Nan said: "Then why don't you lower your body?"

Zhuang Xingchen's tone was very serious: "There are many organs in the upper body, so dissection is more valuable for research."

Zhou Nan: "..."

Well, the wretched person turned out to be only himself.

Zhuang Xingchen added: "If you feel afraid to talk to uncle, you can talk to him on the phone first."

Zhou Nan thought about it, and felt that what Xing Xing said made sense.

He now feels ashamed to pray silently, but one day he will face it, and an apology is always necessary, right?

Zhou Nan took out his mobile phone hesitantly, turned it on, and asked in a low voice, "Then shall I apologize first?"

Zhuang Xingchen: "Yes."

With Zhuang Xingchen's encouragement, Zhou Nan finally had some courage.

He clicked and stopped with his fingers, and sincerely wrote a long short composition, which described his inner journey, his guilt, his regret and his sincere apology.

After finishing writing, he nervously clicked send.

Seeing that he was not blocked, Zhou Nan was relieved.

But after the sending was successful, I kept staring at the phone, feeling very nervous: "Will he not forgive me?"

Zhuang Xingchen: "No."

As if to verify what Zhuang Xingchen said, the person over there seemed to have finally read Zhou Nan's short apology composition, and then replied: "If you know you are wrong, get out of here."

Zhou Nan almost cried with joy: "Look at the stars! He told me to go back! He told me to go back! If he was really angry, he told me to go out, not go back!"

Zhuang Xingchen also laughed: "Well, that's great."

Zhou Nan was so moved that he picked up his phone and sent Wen Moqi a crackling message.

Xuenan: Uncle, you are so kind!

Learning Nan: I swear!I will definitely honor you well!

Xuenan: I have already told the stars!From now on, we will be your sons, and we will honor you until we grow old together!

Learning Nan: The stars have also agreed!From today, you have our two sons!

Wen Moqi:? ?

Wen Moqi: Give me the stars!Son!son? !

Wen Moqi: Your uncle.

Wen Moqi: Don't come back.

Learning Nan:! ! ! ∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

Learning Nan: What, what's wrong?

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Zhou Nan: "..."

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Zhou Nan: Uncle is so hard to coax QAQ