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It was said that the taste and decorating style of the house could be seen from the owner's personality. Faang Cheng and Yu Yien were standing at the front door of Wei Xin's house, looking at the villa and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
The carved eaves of the veranda, the flowing water of the bridge, the pavilions and pavilions, all of these were arranged in an orderly fashion. It was a scene of an ancient style.
"It seems like this Wei Xin … is to make your own life look like it did in your previous life! "
Faang Cheng said in a low voice.
"I'm starting to feel sorry for his wallet!"
The sudden appearance of Yu Yien confused Faang Cheng. He frowned and turned around to look at Yu Yien.
"Why do you care about his wallet?"
"Think about it. If he were to forget everything that happened in his previous life, then he … "Will you still like this?"
Yu Yien pointed at the carvings on the walls. Faang Cheng suddenly realized something. That's right, after losing those memories, Wei Xin is no different from those youngsters now. Probably... He really wouldn't like these things!
"Then it really is... "What a pity!"
Shaking his head, he took a step forward and pressed the doorbell at Wei Xin's house. After a while, the door was gently opened and … It was Wei Xin, who looked slightly haggard. Wei Xin clearly knew that Faang Cheng was the only one standing outside the door, so he nodded and walked over to let the two in.
Walking into the courtyard, Faang Cheng's eyes suddenly opened up. Just a moment ago, when he was looking at the scenery outside the yard, he already felt that the yard's scenery must be pretty good. When he walked in, he realized... There was actually something else in the courtyard.
There was a small pond in the middle of the courtyard. Most of the water surface was covered by the green lotus leaves. There were also budding lotus flowers. There was a small wooden bridge carved with flowers over the water system, and at the end of the small bridge was a small and unique octagonal pavilion erected in the corner. Between the pavilion and the courtyard wall was planted a circle of bamboo that was as tall as a person. Wen Zhu spread out, connecting them to a small long corridor. On the long corridor, red and green mountain climbing tigers were casually climbing. It was a leisurely scene to behold.
Faang Cheng stared at the courtyard for a long time. After a long while, he finally turned his head to look at Wei Xin's lifeless face.
"If I help you remove your memories of the past, this house … Just sell it to me! "
Faang Cheng likes this courtyard.
"Huh?"
Wei Xin was stunned for a moment. He did not understand the two things … What's the connection!
"If Mr Faang likes it, I …"
"Mr. Wei, please don't misunderstand that I'm asking you for a reward for helping you remove your memories!"
Faang Cheng hurriedly interrupted Wei Xin's next sentence.
"I know that your Wei family isn't short on money, but I don't have a place to stay, it's just that... This place has been built so well by you, I'm afraid that if you forget what happened in your previous life, you will become a normal young man of the modern era, and won't like this sort of ancient stuff anymore. If you dismantle all these scenes or sell them to others, then it will really be a waste, and when that happens, you might as well agree to sell them to me! "
Faang Cheng thought he could find a mistake.
Hearing Faang Cheng's words, Wei Xin frowned. He raised his head and looked at his own yard. He circled it once before finally looking at Faang Cheng's face.
"Really …" Will they forget what happened before? "I …"
"Right, you will completely forget about it!"
Faang Cheng interrupted his hesitation.
"Mr. Wei, could it be that... Don't you want a new life? People say that leaving behind the past is the only way to welcome a new life. Since you've chosen to help your fiancée achieve a new life, why don't you give yourself a chance to live a new life? After all … "Many people do not have this opportunity …"
Faang Cheng looked into Wei Xin's eyes. Wei Xin's gaze gradually turned from confusion to clarity. He seemed to have made up his mind and let out a long sigh. Then, he looked at Faang Cheng with determination.
"Good!" Then … I'll try my new life! "
"Good, this is the right decision!"
As Faang Cheng said this, he raised his hand. When Wei Xin saw Faang Cheng's actions, he immediately opened his eyes wide.
"You … Just like that, it began? In this courtyard? "
After hearing Wei Xin's question, Faang Cheng was also stunned!
"Then... Where should it be? What else do I need to prepare? "
"I thought it would be like having an operation, where you have to lie on the operating table and then maybe take something out of your brain or something … Isn't it a little too casual in the courtyard? "
Wei Xin looked around and said doubtfully.
"You have seen too many sci-fi movies, my method … It's from a myth movie! "
With that, Faang Cheng could not help but speak again to Wei Xin. He lifted his hand and lightly brushed it across Wei Xin's forehead. Wei Xin, who had yet to react, felt his forehead turn slightly cold. Then, his mind seemed to have suddenly cleared up a lot, as his mood... For some reason, she felt a lot more jubilant, as if … Something heavy was being pulled out of his body.
He looked at Faang Cheng with a hint of youthful vigor that should have been present in his eyes.
"Oh, you must be the Mr Faang that Grandpa Wen introduced, right? Sigh, I am truly sorry … My house... I don't really want to sell it yet! "
He looked at Faang Cheng and said with a smile. Faang Cheng was stunned when he said it, this Wei Xin... Doesn't follow the usual pattern?
"For... Why? Why are you, such a young man, guarding such an old-fashioned house? "If we tear down and redecorate it, it would be a waste of time and money, so we might as well buy a new villa with a modern style!"
Faang Cheng hurriedly said.
"Hey, that's because Grandpa Wen misunderstood. I never said I don't like this ancient house! Although... I'm a young man. I feel like I shouldn't like this kind of house, but actually, it's the opposite … I like it here. I am already very tired of facing a fast paced life every day. Then, after a hard day, when I come back here, I will feel my heart being especially quiet. My rhythm will unconsciously slow down, and it will continue on for a long time … I might be able to live a long life! "
Wei Xin chuckled.
Faang Cheng looked at his face and was infected by his smile. Faang Cheng had never seen such a relaxed expression on Wei Xin's face before. He was always nervous, submissive, and worried about his personal gains and losses. At this moment, he was the real him in this life.
"Alright, since Mr. Wei does not want to sell it, then I cannot force him! But we can also make friends, and I usually like these mountains and rivers, rich in antiquity, which we can discuss in private when we have time. Furthermore … If one day you want to make a move on this house, you can consider me first! "
Faang Cheng stretched out his hand with a smile. Wei Xin saw Faang Cheng reaching out his hand in a friendly manner, so he quickly grabbed Faang Cheng's hand.
"Okay, no problem!" I also heard from Grandpa Wen that you are a very powerful collector, and coincidentally, I quite like those ancient things with stories. My grandfather and father also really liked them, this way I can learn more from you … "
Just as he finished speaking, the courtyard door opened and three people walked in from the front and back. Faang Cheng recognized one of them. It was Wen Qiming, Elder Wen. Beside him stood an old man who was about his age. From the looks of it … It looked very similar to Wei Xin. As for the middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, he looked even more similar to Wei Xin. Faang Cheng was able to instantly guess the identity of these two men.
One was Wei Xin's grandfather, the other was his father!
"Grandfather, Father, you're here!" And Grandpa Wen, why did you meet each other? "
As expected, upon seeing the 3 people at the entrance, Wei Xin immediately ran up smiling. His lively appearance … It did match his actual age of twenty-two or twenty-three, and he was no longer as old as he was before.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]