Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

Things get a little interesting here.

Why did Liang Fengyuan, a student who had just finished the college entrance examination, look at him with murderous intent in his eyes?

This murderous intent didn't seem like something a student would have. Instead, it was more like the look in the eyes of those who survived the apocalypse that he had seen before...

Mo Yanshu looked back lightly, without any emotion. He just thought that since Liang Fengyuan was willing to look at it, then he should just take a look. Sometimes, retreating when one knows difficulty is also a rare virtue.

Thinking of this, he slightly curled the corners of his lips and moved closer to Li Muchen.

Li Muchen thought that he suddenly came over because he had something to say, but he looked at him for two seconds, and Mo Yanshu just sat there quietly without saying anything.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he knew that Mo Yanshu was gifted in socializing, and in the end he would have to rely on him.

He thought for a moment, then looked at Liang Fengyuan with a kind smile on his face: "No... So what's the situation now? Liang Fengyuan, what happened to your parents? Explain clearly. And when did my grandfather give you all the keys to my house? How come I don't know anything..."

"Brother Chen, don't be anxious..." Liang Fengyuan was not anxious after listening to Li Muchen's words. He looked up at the ceiling for a long time, then frowned slightly. When he looked at Li Muchen again, his eyes were red and there seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes.

Mo Yanshu simply stopped talking, leaned back, and looked leisurely at Liang Fengyuan opposite him.

At this time, Liang Fengyuan's face turned a little pale, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked more silent.

"Brother Chen, my parents were both infected with the virus, and I finally got the chance to escape."

After Liang Fengyuan said this, he took a breath, then sniffed, and looked a little more melancholy.

Upon hearing this, Li Muchen felt that this child's life was not easy.

An alcoholic father, a controlling mother, and a father who didn't love him since he was a child...

When he first met Liang Fengyuan, the child was crying almost to death behind the podium in the playground.

He really thought he had seen a ghost.

Liang Fengyuan's skin was fair to begin with, and his eyes were red from crying. His voice was low and hoarse from crying for a long time. Li Muchen was at an age when he was eager to learn. He had just learned how to draw a talisman to drive away ghosts during evening self-study. He was just holding a yellow talisman and was ready to exorcise the ghost that was causing trouble in the school...

As a result, before he could put the talisman on him, he turned around and was met with a pitiful face. The face asked him in a muffled voice if he was also in a bad mood, and he could give her a place to cry with her.

Liang Fengyuan even told him that the area behind the podium was the most secluded and generally no one would come over there. Even if a young couple heard someone crying over there, they would not come over to cause trouble.

This made him feel so confused that he immediately pulled the person out from behind the podium, took him to the cafeteria, treated him to a midnight snack, and had a long chat with him.

"Brother Chen, could you please not chase me away... I really don't know where to go if I leave here." Liang Fengyuan spoke aggrievedly, his voice a little hoarse.

This voice pulled Li Muchen back from his thoughts.

He did not answer directly, but subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Yanshu. Seeing that Mo Yanshu still had no expression on his face, he pursed his lips, leaned on him, leaned on Mo Yanshu's shoulder and said, "Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

When Mo Yanshu heard Li Muchen asking him what he thought, his frown slowly relaxed and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yuan Fang doesn't have any opinions. Yuan Fang will listen to you, adults."

"Tsk...you listen to me again at this time!" Li Muchen snorted lightly and raised his hand to pat Mo Yanshu's hand.

Mo Yanshu did not hide, and gently held his hand like an old married couple: "No matter what, this is your home, so the decision is in your hands. But if I were you, I would ask clearly how this person in front of me got the key to my house."

"Didn't my grandfather give it to me?" Li Muchen reacted slightly, a little confused.

"Yes. When you were not here before, your grandfather betrothed you to me and asked me to take good care of you." Mo Yanshu said seriously.

"When did it happen? How come I don't know..." Li Muchen stopped talking halfway, turned his head to look at Mo Yanshu and slapped him hard on the shoulder, "When did you become so indecent!"

"Really?" Mo Yanshu raised his eyebrows and shrugged slightly.

Li Muchen rolled his eyes at him, then turned his head and looked at Liang Fengyuan intently. He raised his hand and patted Mo Yanshu's shoulders twice before he slowly spoke.

"Xiao Liang, meeting is fate. Since you are here, I will definitely not chase you away." Li Muchen raised his hand and touched his chin, "But you have to answer a question for me."

"You say, Brother Chen, I will tell you everything I know." Liang Fengyuan nodded heavily, sniffed, and then looked at him sincerely.

Li Muchen didn't know why, but looking at his serious face, he always felt that something was wrong.

During his senior year of high school, ever since he and Liang Fengyuan had a chat that night, Liang Fengyuan would come to their class to see him every now and then.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head!

The person in my memory gradually overlaps with the person in front of me now.

wrong!

The look is wrong!

Not even close!

Li Muchen looked at Liang Fengyuan, who was sitting opposite him and looked pitiful. He stared into his eyes for a long time and slowly frowned.

"When did my grandfather give you the key? How much do you know about my family? Why are they not here now? In addition, I hope you can tell me everything you know, what happened when I was away..."

Liang Fengyuan blinked blankly when he heard this, then lowered his head and said in a calm voice: "I understand."

Li Muchen signaled that he could start, and then extended his hand to Mo Yanshu.

Mo Yanshu stared at the bony hand stretched out in front of him, sighed softly, bent down, picked up the bottle of water he had opened from the table, and handed it to Li Muchen.

His hand sank, and Li Muchen paused, then he looked at Mo Yanshu with a smile: "Brother, you are worthy of it!"

Mo Yanshu slightly curled the corners of his lips and said nothing.

Liang Fengyuan, who was sitting opposite them, watched the interaction between the two people with a deep gaze, and indescribable emotions surged in his eyes. He sat there quietly, observing the two people, revealing a complex emotion in his eyes, like jealousy and unwillingness.

Mo Yanshu saw all of this. Liang Fengyuan's thoughts were almost written on his face. Those who cared about him had beautiful thoughts.

He chuckled and looked up at Liang Fengyuan opposite him again.

At this moment, Liang Fengyuan bit his red lips, his eyes showing a hint of helplessness, and he said softly, "Grandpa Li gave me the key about a month ago..."