After being conquered by a silly and sweet girl, I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 235: The burden? The golden oil bottle (15)

"Really?" Fang Mulin wiped away her tears and looked at him with her big eyes.

"Do you know your home address?" Chu Yizi took advantage of his height and rubbed his hair, saying with a smile.

Although he knew that they would meet again soon, he still felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

The two of them traveled through several worlds, from Feng Mulin's one-sided entanglement at the beginning to that one night of accidental confusion.

From just wanting to use him to falling in love with him unknowingly.

From the irrepressible confession to the cowardly breakup.

Fate is like two unrelated lines. As long as one side tilts, they will intersect one day no matter how long the time is or how far the road is.

Chu Yizi had always been very clear - it was Feng Mulin who tilted first.

The person who falls in love first is bound to be the most miserable. From the beginning to the end, he or she is the one who occupies the dominant position between the two people.

Even though their identities seem to be very different on the surface, this is an undeniable and unchangeable fact.

When Fang Mulin was a child, he would never bully others by relying on his good family background. Feng Mulin, who has a high-level interstellar status, has also never used any method to force Chu Yizi in any way.

Except for the absurd time when he lost consciousness in the second world, he had always silently respected and protected him in the most primitive way.

But he pushed it away lightly.

I don’t know when it started, but Chu Yizi discovered that he was a very strange person.

On the surface, even though he is stingy, he is very nice to people around him and is enthusiastic and cheerful.

His employees say he is a good boss, and his friends say he is loyal.

As a person who loves money like his life, Chu Yizi has an abnormally good popularity that is enviable.

In fact, only Chu Yizi himself knows clearly——

He was unmoved when he heard his friends thanking him; he did not feel happy when he saw his employees thanking him for their consideration; even when the dean who had raised him died of illness, he did not feel any emotion at all except for organizing a grand funeral for her.

He was as calm as a fleshless machine, as if he was just reacting as programmed.

But it has no meaning of its own.

He has always known that he is not normal, and he is glad that he does not indulge in the world.

Until he met Feng Mulin.

This person... is both frivolous and annoying, and he does things in a flamboyant and somewhat silly way.

It was obvious that the two of them should have just passed each other by, but Feng Mulin deliberately created encounters for them again and again.

Destiny is never like an hourglass with a trickle of water that leaks out bit by bit, and when it’s all gone it returns to the starting point.

There are too many uncertainties and too many unexpected things.

Just like Chu Yizi had never thought that he, young and strong, would die suddenly for no apparent reason; he had never thought about changing his determination to resurrect and return to his original world to become the richest man in the world; he had never thought that he would fall in love with someone.

But all of this happened.

He seems to have everything, but in fact he has nothing.

It has always been like this.

How could such a smart man not guess that Feng Mulin had something to hide at that time?

However, he still chose to end it all and gave up on him.

In fact, on the other side of his heart, he really wanted Feng Mulin to believe him once.

Make him feel that he can do something for him and let him live like a normal person.

But these seemed difficult, and Feng Mulin finally chose to carry them on his own.

Chu Yizi remembered the day in the sewer.

After saying that, the air was silent for a long while.

Feng Mulin's face disappeared into the shadows, leaving only the lonely and proud outline. Finally, she couldn't help but ask him, "Why?"

Chu Yizi shone the flashlight on his face, "Because you don't believe me."

You don't believe that I will really give up everything to be with you, you don't believe that I am trying to learn to love you, you don't believe that I can really overcome myself.

It’s hard to explain why, but from childhood to adulthood, Chu Yizi seemed to have such a voice in his heart, forcing him, guiding him, making him not treat anyone sincerely, not give real feelings, and not wanting to give up any interests.

This became even more serious after Jingnan's death.

Over time, this inexplicable voice faded, but his indifference and duplicity had become deeply rooted.

But Feng Mulin will never know what kind of torment Chu Yizi was going through just before he said that.

In other words, this torment had already existed since the moment he confirmed that he liked Feng Mulin.

The voice that had accompanied him throughout his life appeared again, but this time there were two of them.

A voice told him to always stick to his old self and not try to change anything.

Another voice seemed to come from an endless abyss, telling him to fall in love with Feng Mulin quickly and give everything for him.

Chu Yizi didn't know which voice was right, but at that time, he habitually chose the first one.

Until now, he finally understood - they were all shackles that could doom him forever.

One that makes him live in selfishness and interests forever, and turns him into a monster driven only by interests.

The other allows him to indulge himself, lose himself, lose his mind, and become a victim of the unknown.

He finally understood.

Perhaps I understood it at the moment of death, the moment I met Feng Mulin.

It was just that the Queen Mother realized it too late and put herself in such an ugly situation.

"Brother? What's wrong with you?" Fang Mulin brought Chu Yizi back to reality with a puzzled and reluctant voice.

Chu Yizi looked at his long eyelashes with tears hanging on them and hugged him tightly.

*

a few days later.

"Time accelerator--" Wangcai just started to speak when he was interrupted by Chu Yizi.

"No need for now. I want to grow up with this world." He looked at the rear of the car, which was only a dot in front of him, and pinched the puppet that gradually stopped jumping.

The motionless puppet was less funny and would not give Chu Yizi a headache, but it inexplicably made him feel less lively.

angry!

Chu Yizi immediately lowered his head and looked at it. This puppet...

He tried his best to recall everything that had happened during this period of time, and found the bright red mandarin duck water suit from the other side of the ring.

The suit was neatly folded, giving it a strangely bright look in this gray age.

The puppet in his hand began to vibrate slightly. Although it was much slower than when Fang Mulin was present, it made Chu Yizi truly certain of one thing.

He looked up at the sky, turned around and ran back home.

The footsteps were frighteningly fast, the sound was whistling in his ears, and Chu Yizi seemed to be running at the fastest speed in his life.

At this moment, nothing is more important than this.

Returning to the room, he quickly used his Qi, which had not been used for a long time, and injected his spiritual consciousness into the puppet.

After a shaking, Chu Yizi opened his eyes in a place he had never seen before.

This is an island planted with all kinds of trees. The ground feels strange when stepped on, a bit like sand and cotton mixed together.

Chu Yizi walked forward many steps and heard some sounds.

The breeze blew, and through the swaying leaves, Chu Yizi saw two figures.

He noticed with his sharp eyes that one of them was Feng Mulin, whom he had not seen for a long time.