From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

When Cen Fei woke up, he didn't see Fu Zheng, and there was no one in his room. He turned his head and looked out the window. The heavy rain last night had already stopped, and the sky outside was clear and cloudless.

It should be almost noon now, and Cen Fei can still vaguely remember what happened last night. He doesn't know when that person left, but he didn't see him at the first sight when he woke up. Disappointed.

At this time, the butler of the Cen family came in from the door with the medicine.

"Young master, are you awake?" Seeing Cen Fei stretching out his arm to hook the phone on the bedside table, the butler came over, put down the medicine, and said to Cen Fei, "There is porridge in the pot, you want to drink some now." ?"

Cen Fei stared at the housekeeper not far away without blinking, and asked, "Grandpa housekeeper, brother is back, isn't he?"

The butler was stunned for a moment. When Fu Zheng left, he told himself not to tell Cen Fei that he had been back, and he agreed without thinking much.

Unexpectedly, when the young master woke up, the first thing he said was to ask his brother if he had come back. The housekeeper didn't know why Fu Zheng left the Cen's house, but he just vaguely heard that he was kicked out by the young master. Yes, the butler also grew up watching the young master and Fu Zheng, and he sighed for a long time when he heard the news.

It's just that looking at it now, young master and young master Fu may not be as bad as he imagined, and there seems to be other secrets behind it.

The butler nodded to Cen Fei. He could not tell Cen Fei that Fu Zheng had been there, but he couldn't deceive Cen Fei.

"When did he leave?" Cen Fei asked the housekeeper, clutching the pill in his hand.

The butler replied: "Young Master Fu waited for your fever to subside before leaving. You just left not long ago. Do you want to call him?"

Cen Fei looked down at the blanket on his body, shook his head, and said to the housekeeper, "No need."

The two children obviously cared about each other very much, so how did they get into trouble today? The housekeeper believed that as long as the young master spoke soft words to Fu Zheng, Master Fu would definitely come back.

Seeing Cen Fei take the medicine, the housekeeper asked Cen Fei again, "Do you want to eat now, young master?"

Cen Fei didn't have any appetite and couldn't eat anything, so he said to the housekeeper, "Let's eat later."

The butler didn't force Cen Fei either, and just said, "Then I'll go down first, the young master calls me for something."

"Well, please trouble the housekeeper, Grandpa."

After the housekeeper left, Cen Fei called Cen's mother with his mobile phone, and the call got through, but Cen's mother was in a meeting over there, and hung up the phone without saying a word.

But this has already satisfied Cen Fei. Last night, as the key point of his last choice in this world, he did not call Cen's mother like in the plot.

This also means that he can't stay in this world for a long time. At that time, Wuxiang only said that his life would end quickly, but he didn't tell him how quickly it was.

He will feel that he is sorry for his parents, but if he is given another choice, he will still do it.

After lying on the bed for a while, Cen Fei felt that he had almost recovered, and suddenly jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom with bare feet. When he came back, he sat in front of the computer, opened the webpage, and began to search for ways to restore the phone call history .

He just checked, and there is no record of his call to Fu Zheng yesterday in the call history of his mobile phone.

But now, Cen Fei looked at the call records on the webpage and smiled slightly. The call records in his mobile phone were indeed deleted by Fu Zheng.

He now has no memory of what he said to Fu Zheng on the phone last night, and he also wants to know what he said to Fu Zheng to make him brave the heavy rain and drive from other places. Come and take care of the son of one of his enemies.

Cen Fei sat in front of the computer for a long time, and finally couldn't bear the hunger, so he went downstairs.

As soon as the housekeeper came out of the kitchen, he saw Cen Fei who was walking down the stairs. He asked Cen Fei, "I reheated the porridge in the pot. Do you want to eat it now, young master?"

Cen Fei stood there for a while listening to the butler's words. The butler had already gotten used to Cen Fei's reaction speed for so many years. Then he saw Cen Fei rubbing his stomach and said to himself with a smile: "Okay, Thank you, Grandpa the housekeeper."

The butler quickly came out of the kitchen with a small porcelain bowl, and put it in front of Cen Fei. There were a few emerald green vegetable leaves floating on the minced meat porridge. Cen Fei just tasted it, and turned his head to ask the butler beside him, " The porridge is also made by my brother."

"Yes." The housekeeper smiled and nodded, "Master Fu made it for you before he left."

Cen Fei felt that his eyes were hot, he quickly lowered his head, and drank the bowl of porridge in front of him until there was nothing left.

When Cen Fei put down the spoon, the butler asked him beside him, "Young master, do you want some more?"

"No need." Cen Fei stood up and said to the housekeeper, "I'll go to the piano room to stay for a while."

"Don't stay too long, your illness is still not cured, you need to rest more."

"Well, I know."

As soon as Cen Fei arrived in the piano room, Cen's mother called Cen Fei again. Cen Fei called her during the meeting at noon today. She was busy with the meeting and hung up without saying a few words to Cen Fei, but Back at the meeting, Cen's mother was in a mess. She was always worried that something would happen to Cen Fei, so she called Cen Fei as soon as the meeting was over.

Her voice came out from the phone, and she said to Cen Fei: "Mom and Dad will be able to go back the day after tomorrow. The temperature in City W has dropped these days. Wear more clothes and take care of yourself."

Cen Fei sat next to the harp, quietly listening to Cen's mother's instructions to him, and when he knew she had finished speaking, he responded, "Got it, mother."

When Cen's mother talked to Cen Fei before, she didn't pay much attention because she was thinking about the meeting. Now when she heard Cen Fei's voice, she quickly asked him: "What's wrong? Have you caught a cold? Your voice seems a little hoarse. "

"No, it's just that my throat feels a little uncomfortable." Cen Fei lied.

"Let the butler grandpa find some medicine for you, don't catch a cold."

"I know,"

Cen's mother and Cen Fei chatted for a while, before they were completely relieved, "Okay, if you have something to do, I will hang up first, baby, bye."

Cen's mother was waiting for Cen Fei to hang up the phone. After a while, Cen Fei suddenly called her again, "Wait a minute, Mom."

"What's the matter, baby?"

"Mom, I love you." Cen Fei said slowly on the phone, "Also, tell Dad that I love him too."

Cen's mother didn't know why Cen Fei suddenly said such a thing today, but Cen's mother was still very happy to hear Cen Fei say such a thing, and at the same time felt guilty for not being able to stay with Cen Fei often, she smiled He said back: "Mom and Dad love you too."

"Goodbye, mother."

"Goodbye baby."

After Cen's mother hung up the phone with Cen Fei, she called the housekeeper and learned that Cen Fei had a high fever last night, and that Fu Zheng came to take care of him overnight.

Cen's mother didn't say anything. She and Cen's father sent someone to find out Fu Zheng's identity some time ago. They didn't expect that Fu Zheng would be the son of that family. They all thought that family had died long ago. There is not one left.

When she found out that Fu Zheng had come to Cen's house last night, Cen's mother was actually taken aback. She was afraid that Fu Zheng's return would be bad for the baby.

Fortunately, although Fu Zheng was merciless towards Cen's company, he still had some affection for the baby.

After all, they were sorry for the family. The older people are, the more they will recall those things when they were young, but those things have passed, and there is absolutely no possibility of repeating them, and Cen's mother does not think that Fu Zheng will forgive them.

If they are not at home in the future, Fu Zheng can no longer come to Cen's house. Even if he treats the baby well now, there is no guarantee that he will not do anything to the baby in the future.

As long as this business is completed, Fu Zheng won't be able to stay in W City for long. They really don't want to kill that family, but if they don't, Fu Zheng won't let them go.

The Cen family planned everything well, but they never thought that this time they would not be able to return safely from Q City.

They died on the way back.

They won't see their baby either.

In the afternoon of that day, Cen Fei was sitting in the piano room, the sun was shining on him through the glass windows, he had just played "Hallelujah" once, before he retracted his hands on the strings, I saw the butler running in from outside in a panic.

The housekeeper stopped not far from Cen Fei, he didn't know how to tell the young master the bad news, he moved his lips and called, "Young master..."

Cen Fei seemed to have a premonition of something. He looked at the butler motionlessly, trying to stop the butler from speaking. He had never spoken so fast before, and the old butler kept asking, "Is it Dad?" Is mom back? Am I going to pick them up? Do I need a change of clothes..."

The housekeeper also feels distressed seeing Cen Fei like this, but avoidance is never the solution to the problem. The master and wife only have one child, Cen Fei, and at this time Cen Fei has to take on the responsibility.

Tears welled up in the eyes of the old butler, and he said to Cen Fei with a choked voice: "The airline just called to say that the flight QW396 from Q City to W City had trouble taking off, exploded and crashed, and all 152 people on board He was killed in the accident and no one survived."