I heard you don't know Mary Sue? [Transmigration Book]

At dawn, Yang Jin put the thermostatic lunch box with breakfast on the table, and approached the bed lightly to check on Feng Mo and Feng Wulin's situation. She saw the man lying on the bed with the young man in his arms, and fell asleep peacefully. Still wrinkled tightly, but she was indeed in a deep sleep, and just now she breathed a sigh of relief.

It has been a whole month since Feng Mo was sent to the hospital, these days every time he came to deliver breakfast in the early morning, Feng Wulin would always fall asleep, finally guaranteed a basic sleep.However, half a month ago, Feng Wulin was staying up all night and all night every day, without sleep, and his spirit was hardly relaxed for a moment, because once he was negligent, he might lose Feng Mo forever.

The young man went through more than 20 rescues, each time driving Feng Wulin almost crazy, every time Fu Yu and Yan Liang thought that Feng Mo was out of danger, he stopped breathing again, the two of them were almost exhausted. He tried every possible method, just to keep the young man in this world, so that Feng Wulin can live well.

Because of Feng Mo's unstable physical condition, Feng Wulin didn't even dare to sleep, fearing that once he closed his eyes, Feng Mo wouldn't be able to wake up again.

It wasn't until half a month ago that Feng Mo's condition gradually stabilized. Although he was still unconscious and his body functions were gradually declining, he was finally in no danger of dying at any time.

It's just that after so many times of mental torture, Feng Wulin has almost completely lost the vigor and rebelliousness that young people should have. After so many struggles with death, he finally completely transformed, without the former Sharp-edged, but deep-minded enough to be daunting.

Only when he is sleeping with Feng Mo in his arms, can he see a little tenderness and tenderness on the man's face.

No matter what, Feng Mo was temporarily out of danger, which relieved the man's pressure to a certain extent.

Yang Jin looked at Feng Wulin, who was holding Feng Mo in her arms, with his chin just touching the young man's forehead, and smiled slightly. It seemed that only when they were sleeping peacefully, the two of them felt less heavy. A little warm meaning.

He stepped forward and carefully pulled up the quilt for the two of them, just as he withdrew his hand, Feng Wulin opened his eyes, his gaze was gloomy.

Yang Jin was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Feng Wulin had always been extremely alert, so she was no longer surprised, just nodded her head in greeting, and said in a low voice: "Breakfast has already been delivered, the president remembers to let someone come in today, he guessed I want to see how Mo Shao is doing."

Feng Wulin carefully lifted the quilt to get up, wrapped Feng Mo up again, lowered his head and brushed Feng Mo's forehead hair and kissed his forehead before straightening up, looked at Yang Jin quietly and nodded.

Yang Jin couldn't fathom his emotions now, so she stopped thinking about it and signaled the man to wash up, while she pulled a chair and sat down to help look after Gu Fengmo.

For the current Feng Wulin, if he wants to leave Fengmo, he can only be urged to go if he has something to do, and there must be someone he trusts to stay and take care of Fengmo, otherwise he can not move for a day step.After all, he was frightened by Feng Mo, and he couldn't tolerate any mistakes.

In addition, bugs and pinhole cameras are installed in almost every corner of the ward, and there are no dead spots in all directions. Compared with the configuration of Fengzhai, it is not much better than that of Feng's house, just for him to monitor Fengmo's situation in the ward 24 hours a day. Condition.

Fu Yu was worried about his intensified desire to control more than once. After all, the obsession is too deep and the pain is getting deeper. However, if doing this can make Feng Wulin feel better, they can only choose to support it.

It wasn't until the bathroom door was closed that Yang Jin pulled the chair to the side of the bed, sat down and looked at Feng Mo.

The young man has lost a lot of weight compared to a month ago, his skin is so white that the light blue blood vessels underneath can be seen, Yang Jin sighed when he saw him like this.

"Young Master Mo, you are the only family member left for the CEO, so don't really just leave him alone and let him stay in this world alone."

"Although each of us grew up with him, he actually sees it better than anyone else. Ouyang Han and I once suspected the cause of Uncle Feng and Aunt Feng's death, but we didn't guess the culprit. I didn’t know that the president already knew everything.”

"A few years ago, he was seriously injured in a firefight and almost died. We couldn't find him at that time. I didn't expect that the person who saved him was actually you. Although I don't know why he appeared in your That world, but I think, since the chances of you meeting each other are so small, it is probably destined."

"Do you know why he recognized you the first time we met? I really thought it was love at first sight at first. Later, the president told me that you told him that you thought the scar on his waist was very familiar. His person is you. Because of that wound, only Xiaoyu and I know about it. Isn’t it amazing? We can still meet each other. What’s even more amazing is that he recognized it at the first sight.”

"I've always found it unbelievable. After all, even Fu Yu and I don't have such deep obsessions. We love each other, but we still have personal space, sometimes even like friends. But for the president, Mo Shao is really ...the irreplaceable one. I've never seen him so attached to a person."

"Maybe you don't know how many things he did in secret, but there are really many more things than we imagined. The photos and paintings in the room on the fourth floor were all taken, edited or drawn by him. From seeing you From the first sight of it to the day you discover it, it never stops."

"But on the surface, we can't see anything at all. He is so perfect in disguise, so perfect that people really think that he is simply making friends, a pure middle school student, and a simple mind who doesn't know how to help you. Deal with the enemy."

"But it's just that you have deceived almost everyone, and you are even more lonely. The most similar thing between the two of you is loneliness. Of course, there is also obsession."

"Mr. Mo, I'm afraid no one can save him except you, and Xiaoyu and I can't do anything, but as brothers, we really hope that he can live well, and we also hope that you can live well. Really, don't give up. Wake up quickly. He has been guarding our group of people for so many years with patience and hard work, smoothing the edges and corners to pretend his temperament, even if he loves someone, he is afraid that he will deviate from the track of the world and kill us. If he doesn't end well... "

Yang Jin covered her eyes, suddenly unable to speak.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, he hurriedly stood up and left the room without looking back.

He had never spoken so heartily to anyone other than Fu Yu, but this time he had no scruples.

Even if Feng Mo said it, he might not hear it, he still had to work hard, things that Feng Wulin couldn't say in his life, they, as brothers, helped him say it.

I just hope there will be a turning point in the end, then everything will be worth it.

----

Feng Mo stood by the window with bare feet, staring blankly at the dense grove in the distance, with tears streaming down his face.

It wasn't until tears wet his collar that he came back to his senses. He raised his hand slowly to touch his face, and actually touched the warm tears.

He didn't know why, but he heard so many strange voices all of a sudden.

It has been a month since he dreamed of that man and found the bracelet on his ankle.

Almost every night, he would dream about the other party, and those dreams seemed to be coherent. He saw the man meeting him for the first time, inviting him to play at the man's house for the first time, helping him take a bath for the first time, and talking to him for the first time. He hugged, leaned over to kiss him for the first time, and was crazy for him for the first time.

The content of the dream is different every day, it is terribly real, the other party's voice, movements, habits... everything is deeply engraved in his mind.

Feng Mo feels more and more that they are really together, those are real memories, but no matter how hard he tries to recall, he can't remember the man's face, can't remember... where is he.

Later, he began to find that he could hear men talking during the day, and many other people besides men.They seemed to discuss his illness frequently, always in a low voice.

Until today, after Feng Mo woke up, he habitually walked to the bedside to look at the grove, and then heard a voice that was not unfamiliar to him.

It's Yang Jin.

Feng Mo lowered his head, and suddenly covered his eyes and trembled with tears.He understood everything the other party said, and knew that the person Yang Jin was talking about...was that man.And the facts he said, in the dream, I don't know.

For the first time, Feng Mo knew... why it hurts.

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After cleaning Feng Mo as usual, Feng Wulin gently picked up the young man, went to sit on the recliner on the balcony, and basked in the sun with Feng Mo.Although it is summer now, the temperature of the sun in the morning is just right, so you can take the time to bask in the sun for a while.

Feng Wulin gently stroked Feng Mo's back, and then began to read the Bible to him familiarly.Since he was baptized with Feng Mo, he would read it for a while every day, because he knew Feng Mo liked it, and sometimes he would replace it with beautiful medieval poems or interesting novels and biographies, and recite them at a leisurely pace.He has a wealth of knowledge, and it is easy for him to recite these things, and it is not boring.

When Yan Qingqing walked into the ward, he heard the man's deep and pleasant voice. He closed his eyes and listened quietly for a while, until the other party finished reciting a paragraph, then he raised the corners of his mouth and walked over, attracting Feng Wulin's attention.

"Reciting the Bible again?" Yan Qingqing found a chair and sat down, "Although I did suggest that you read more interesting things to him, but this kind of...'Jesus was crucified on the cross, three days later Do you think Fengmo would be interested in the old-fashioned biblical legend of Resurrection?"

"Amo believed in Jesus in his previous life." Feng Wulin replied calmly, still flipping through a Bible in his hand.

"Tsk! That's really big news," Yan Qingqing laughed, "I didn't expect our Fengda president to be so...enlightened one day. I thought you knew he believed in God and would brainwash him without saying a word until he believed in God for life. They all turned into Feng Wulin."

"It's just the previous life. Of course Amo believes in me in this life." Feng Wulin was very determined.

"..." Yan Qingqing choked for a moment, shook her head and said, "I just said that your desire to control is so easy to talk about. Since you refused to let him become a Christian, why did I hear that you took him to Alvi?" Ya was baptized? Aren’t the rules over there very strict? It’s said that after being baptized, you have to stay in the church and confess for a month. How did you get the priest to agree?”

"Let Amo be safe." Feng Wulin replied simply, without any fluctuation in expression.

Yan Qing nodded knowingly. It turned out that Feng Mo's physical condition was used as an excuse, so the church really couldn't refuse. After all, the young man is still so young, and priests are more sympathetic than ordinary people.

"I came to see you today, mainly because I want to suggest that you take Fengmo home." Yan Qingqing explained her purpose, "For now, Fu Yu and my elder brother have no way to save him. It's not a good thing to stay in the hospital. After all, there are more or less ghosts staying in a place like a hospital. It's not very good for his recovery. It doesn't affect ordinary people, but Feng Mo has a special physique. People, it's better to go home. You have lived in Fengzhai for so many years, and with your luck to protect him, he will feel better."

"Transfer the ward to Feng's house." Feng Wulin directly concluded, "Amo can't live without a doctor."

He doesn't know when the youth will have an accident again, so medical facilities and medical staff are indispensable.

Yan Qingqing also thought of this and agreed.

That afternoon, after all the wards were transferred, Feng Wulin went home with Feng Mo in his arms.

When the servants saw the person in the arms of their president, they all lowered their heads in unison.Fengmo was kidnapped. Who knows who leaked the news and caused storms in the city. They already knew about the young man's critical illness, so they felt regretful and sad when they saw it now.

After all, there is no one in Feng Zhai who doesn't like Feng Mo.Before the young man had an accident, they and Feng Mo had been getting along very well. The young man was kind and didn't have any emotional fluctuations. Usually he could enjoy himself by playing with himself. He didn't need servants to please and serve him like other young ancestors. .Sometimes when Feng Wulin was not around, he would chat with them, and the whimsical ideas of young people could always bring them surprises.

Such a person, no one wants him to suffer misfortune.

Feng Wulin carried Feng Mo back to the room, and found a bunch of lilies in the vase on the bedside table.

Yang Jin explained: "It was exchanged by Gu Yue Gu Xi. They know that Mo Shao likes lilies, so they will exchange a bunch of lilies every day, just waiting for him to come back."

Feng Wulin nodded.

Yang Jin also routinely reported the progress of some important company projects, and then withdrew.

Feng Wulin pulled off the quilt to cover Feng Mo, then leaned over and kissed his face, one cheek, which is the way Feng Mo likes.

"Amo, we're home. Are you happy?"

"Yan Qingqing said, you might be able to hear me. Is it true? But why don't you wake up and stop me from reciting so many poems every time I recite them?"

"This month will be over, and the end of next month will be the day when the university starts. I helped Amo choose your favorite major, history. It's in the school I used to study. I asked Yang Jin to buy your schoolbag and stationery for you. gone."

"Your grades in the college entrance examination are very good. Although you still haven't passed the Chinese composition, Zhou Yu said that Amo's science is very good. She asked why you didn't go to the graduation party and graduation tour. Amo guess how I answered? I told her that Ah Mo couldn't leave me and didn't want to go out. Zhou Yu said she understood you."

There was a moment of silence in the room, Feng Wulin squeezed Feng Mo's chin, bowed his head and kissed his lips, "Amo, life is not always free, nor is it smooth sailing. Responsibility doesn't seem to be interesting. But here you are. Although Amo is always stupid, he speaks love like an endorsement, and he is so jealous that he can't figure it out. When he gets angry, he calms down and lets Xiaoguai go home. Really go home on time, but I still like you so much."

"Amo, we never gave up, don't you think so?"

"How long I will wait for you."

"Wait until you're bored and don't want to go back to sleep."

"We'll be together forever, okay?"

A deep and gentle voice fell, but no one answered.