Chapter 453: Chapter 49: What the Heck? Xiao Chenwen???
Anyway.
Wen wasn’t skipping class, it was a special situation before, went to dig up someone’s ancestral grave with Mr. Gu Sr. and those unreliable people.
"The guy next to you is...?"
Luo Wei looked at Xiao Chenye, subconsciously frowned, and even felt his head hurting a bit.
Xiao Chenye was already speechless.
He opened his mouth, and after half a day, finally squeezed out a word through gritted teeth.
"Bro?"
Wen Ran: "???"
She widened her eyes.
What on earth?
Which brother?
Bro, don’t mess around!
Xiao Chenye regained his voice; he couldn’t even hold the things in his hand anymore.
If Wen hadn’t been quick-witted and grabbed the net bag, the food would have spilled all over the place.
Xiao Chenye staggered to Luo Wei, his eyes were red, "You didn’t die, why didn’t you come home?"
Luo Wei widened his eyes, his gaze filled with terror.
He looked at Wen, trembling, "Wen, you, you have nothing to say?"
Wen had nothing to say.
Because, with Xiao Chenye calling out ’brother,’ Wen finally remembered why Luo Wei seemed familiar when they first met.
Damn, this is Xiao Chenwen.
Damn, damn, damn!
Wen almost popped her eyes out.
She couldn’t help it and retreated a few steps timidly.
Gosh, this really is seeing a ghost in broad daylight!
Luo Wei looked at Wen, then at the man in front of him who bore a three-fourths resemblance, finally bewildered, "Should I remember you?"
Wen spoke tactfully, "Uh, the two of us shouldn’t be acquainted."
Then she pointed at Xiao Chenye, cautiously, "He might know you, if there’s no mistake, you two grew up sleeping in the same bed."
Things escalated to this point.
Luo Wei pressed his lips, uncertainly, "I’m really not sure, I got hurt in my teens, hit my head.
When I woke up, I remembered nothing."
Xiao Chenye tremblingly raised his hand, took off Luo Wei’s glasses.
The red tear mole testified Luo Wei’s identity.
Back then, he didn’t die.
He survived narrowly, lost his memory.
So...
This is how it is.
Now, Wen and Xiao Chenye didn’t have the patience to wait slowly.
They went directly to Hongguo’s class, notified her, left her a bicycle, told her to eat her fill, take leave immediately, go to Xiao Chenxing’s school, and bring Xiao Chenxing home.
Wen led Xiao Chenye and Luo Wei home, remembered halfway they hadn’t notified Xiao Chengguang, found a phone booth, and called Xiao Chengguang’s workplace.
Luo Wei looked at Wen, feeling uneasy inside, "Is this reliable?"
"I don’t know," Wen innocently replied, "I’ve only seen one photo of you."
"Photo?"
"Yes," Wen recalled, "looks similar to you now, but back then you were more naive."
Saying more made no difference.
Luo Wei didn’t fully trust Xiao Chenye’s words, but a voice in his heart told him.
Yes, this is your family.
"Father! Mother!"
Arriving home, Wen started shouting, "Are you home?"
Mrs. Xiao came out of the main room, holding a feather duster, smiling, "I’m here! Just got home and already yelling, are you hungry?
Mother will cook for you right away, what would you like to eat, mother..."
Song Shilan’s steps halted.
She looked at Luo Wei, opened her mouth, couldn’t utter a word, and her tears suddenly fell.
"Chen, Chenwen?"
Song Shilan’s eyes blurred, staggered a few steps, Wen watched worriedly, just about to step forward to support her when Luo Wei reached her first.
He supported Mrs. Xiao’s arm.
Mrs. Xiao turned and grasped him, eyes brimming with tears, "My child, you’re my child, you have a cruel heart! You have a cruel heart!"
The piece of rotting flesh in her heart seemed to see daylight.
It was still rotten, but someone with a small knife carefully removed the decay, disinfected the wound tenderly, then sprinkled medicine and wrapped it up.
Waiting for the moment it heals.
According to Luo Wei’s account, after he was injured, he was in a coma for a long time, lying in bed, almost not waking up.
He narrowly escaped death.
"So, what’s your situation now?"
Luo Wei’s mind was still a mess; looking at the words he wrote as a child, the photos from his youth, he felt a strange familiarity.
"I have a younger brother and a younger sister at home."
Mrs. Xiao wanted to cry; her tears couldn’t be held back with the return of her lost son.
By the time Hongguo and Xiao Chenxing arrived home, the crying was mostly done.
"What’s up, what’s up?"
Xiao Chenxing rolled up her sleeves, "Rushing everyone back, what’s happened?"
She was anxiously stomping, "Hey, speak up, all silent, what am I supposed to do!"
"Chenxing!" Mrs. Xiao raised her head, "I found your fourth brother."
Fourth brother?
Xiao Chenwen?
Xiao Chenxing was dumbfounded, turned around, and looked at Luo Wei sitting in the main room, eyes almost popping out.
"Ah!"
She jumped up, "What is this, a ghost at the door? Didn’t my fourth brother die long ago?"
Everyone: "..."
Thank goodness, the Xiao Family has one with a brain not working right.
Luo Wei chuckled, "Firstly, I don’t know if I’m your fourth brother. Secondly, even if I am, seeing me, shouldn’t you say I’m dead?
Lastly, not saying whether there are ghosts, even if there are, none should be bold enough to come out in broad daylight, right?"
"So you’re not dead?"
Xiao Chenxing was even more puzzled, "If you didn’t die, why not come home?"
Luo Wei: "... I don’t remember you all, I don’t even know if I’m Xiao Chenwen."
Mrs. Xiao wiped a tear, "Child, if you don’t mind, can we visit your current parents?"
Mrs. Xiao hadn’t yet thought through what she should do.
However, the child is hers; she must get him back!
"Alright."
Luo Wei pondered for a moment, replied, "But I need to head home first, talk to Mom and Dad."
Mrs. Xiao wiped her tears, had to admit, the child was well-raised.
Calm in adversity, handled things well.
She didn’t know what to do now; in a panic, she stood up, "I’ll make you some steamed buns, okay?
With pickled cabbage and pork filling, you loved it as a child.
But back then, our family was poor; three to five years, you might not have had it once."
Facing Mrs. Xiao’s eyes, Luo Wei felt reluctant to refuse, hesitated a bit, agreed, "Okay."
"Hmm!"
Mrs. Xiao tied on her apron, "I’ll go now, you wait to eat it. It’ll be ready soon..."
Hongguo looked around at everyone, cautiously moved beside Wen, trembling, "Sis, is this the fourth brother?"
Wen nodded calmly, "If there’s no mistake, that should be him."
