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

"Son, what's the matter with you?" The old man holding the teacup looked worriedly at the boy who was standing next to him bursting into tears, his face gradually became serious.

He was originally chatting with Fengmo about the customs and habits of his hometown when he was a child, but found that halfway through his speech, the boy began to lose consciousness without warning, and then wept in a daze.

There was no expression on the other party's face at all, and his eyes were calm, but for some reason, this happened frequently recently.

Since he and Feng Mo discovered the bracelet half a month ago, the boy often talked about that strange man, sometimes he would describe the details of their relationship in great detail, and sometimes he would just sit there blankly, and then talk to him without warning. tears.

I'm afraid it's really an extremely important person, otherwise I can't even remember the other person's face, and I'm so sad because of the deep thoughts.

The old man stretched out his hand and patted Feng Mo's head, and comforted him: "It's fine if you can't remember, you have him in your heart, you will meet again, don't be so sad because of this. Maybe he is looking for you too."

However, Feng Mo didn't seem to be able to hear the old man's words. He just opened his black eyes and wept silently. His eyes seemed to be immersed in some kind of memory. He covered his face and crouched down under the old man's worried eyes, burying his head in his eyes. Whimpering and crying between his knees, his whole body trembled, his voice was hoarse, but he broke down and spoke alone without knowing it.

"Why... just can't remember? Can't remember your face, can't remember your name..."

"Why... can't find it?"

"Why don't I know... where are you?"

"You hug me...I really... miss you so much...don't wait for me...can you come to me..."

The boy whimpered and talked to himself, as if he was really talking to someone very important. It seemed that his emotions had reached a critical point, and he couldn't bear it anymore and could only cry aggrievedly.

Hearing his broken pleading for help, the old man looked down at Feng Mo's black hair, his eyes suddenly became mournful.

Parting from love and not being able to ask for it are the two most difficult hurdles in life, but he is only a person in a dream, no matter how much Feng Mo begs, it is difficult to realize his wish.

In fact, the old man once wondered if the man was fantasized by Feng Mo because he was too lonely. Because he needed love and companionship, a man appeared.But he is not real after all, once Feng Mo becomes more and more addicted to dreams like this and cannot do without the other party, he is doomed not to end well.He has developed to the point where he can hear the other person even when he is up during the day, which is not very normal.If the hospital knew about his condition, Feng Mo would be sent to compulsory treatment soon.

Sighing deeply, the old man followed Feng Mo and squatted down, patted the top of his black hair, "Maybe he just didn't have time to find you? You know, it's not easy to find someone, maybe he is also waiting for you to find him." maybe."

For Feng Mo now, that man is his spiritual support, and there seems to be no other way but to comfort him to persevere and live hard.The boy had no desire to live, and if he knew that he would never see this man, the old man was not sure if Feng Mo would collapse and choose to kill himself.

Feng Mo squatted by the window and cried for a long time, until the whole person was so dizzy that he had no energy, the nurse in charge of looking after him came over, saw him push the wheelchair over in such a hurry, and sent him back to the ward.

The old man looked at his back for a while, his expression was gloomy, and he staggered away on crutches after a while.

Now he wasn't sure which outcome was better for the child.On the one hand, there is no desire to live, waiting for death like a walking dead, on the other hand, indulging in dreams and attaching to a non-existent person to be alone forever, it seems that no matter which one, it is too cruel for a child.

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A few days later, Feng Mo accidentally stepped on the air and rolled down from the second floor when going down the stairs, breaking his arm. The old man went to visit him after he was sent back to the ward.

"Why are you walking so carelessly?" The old man's tone was reproachful, he felt that Feng Mo was a little too sloppy.

Hearing this, Feng Mo lowered his head, his complexion was very bad, obviously he didn't sleep well.After being silent for a long time, he answered gruffly: "I... saw him. I wanted to chase him... but he disappeared."

The boy's tone was lonely, "He is talking to me, telling me to go home quickly."

"So you didn't look at the road?" The old man hated iron but steel.

"Yeah." Feng Mo admitted generously, "I'm afraid I'll lose track."

"But you're still lost," the old man sighed. "You look very pale, and your mental state is not very good. Didn't you have a good rest these days?"

Feng Mo raised his head, his eyes were black and bright, his tone was a little excited, with endless expectations, "I want to see...whether he will come to my ward to find me if I don't sleep."

"...Son, he is just the person in your dream, how can you see him if you don't sleep?" The old man was helpless, then looked at Feng Mo's happy look, and couldn't bear to break his hope, so he blinked mischievously, "Since you tried, what was the result? Maybe he has actually been here before."

"Well, he didn't show up." Feng Mo lowered his head, "I don't know...why he didn't come."

"It will come." The old man comforted: "You can also see him in your dream, maybe, you can remember to ask his name next time."

"Yeah." Feng Mo nodded, but he didn't look very happy.His dream is like a long movie, he is clearly in it, but he can't do anything, he can only follow the established track step by step, maybe those are just memories he has forgotten, and that person, whom he Forgot it in another place.

Miss addiction.

For two whole months, Feng Mo was using different methods to try to find the whereabouts of the man. He even sneaked out, but found that there was no one there.

Hope gradually turned into hopeless waiting in the day after day of disappointment.

That day, the boy slipped out of the ward wearing a hospital gown early in the morning, walked to the old man's window, tapped on the glass lightly, and looked at him quietly after the other party opened the window.

Seeing his expression, the old man seemed to feel something. His expression was sad and joyful, but finally he was calm. He stretched out his hand and patted the boy's head lovingly, and asked softly, "Are you leaving?"

Feng Mo nodded, with sad eyes, "I... can't wait any longer. Maybe... I won't be able to see him until I go to another world."

"Don't think about it again?" The old man made a last effort.

"No." Feng Mo shook his head, "I always feel...I made him...to wait too long. I want to see him in advance." He raised his hand to touch his chest, "My illness can't be cured .It can’t last for...two months. They said...I have delusional disorder and they want to take me to treatment...I won’t go. I want to leave early, okay?"

"Okay." A tear rolled down from the eye socket and flowed into the white beard.The old man laughed, "I hope you can find him soon."

"En." Feng Mo nodded, he still had a dull face and a calm expression, only those who had been with him for a long time could know how desperate the boy was.

No one is willing to admit that the man who is the only spiritual pillar alive is just an illusion.

If it was just his dream, then Fengmo would choose never to wake up.

He wants to be with that person forever.

Turning around to leave, the old man finally couldn't help persuading him one last time, Feng Mo turned his head and looked at the other party, didn't speak, just waved clumsily.

Why bother to obsess?Just passing through the world.

But he is unwilling to let go, unable to let go, preferring to take his dream and sleep forever.

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After finally staying in the hotel with the book given by the strange girl, Feng Mo finished the book quietly. He thought about a lot of things, and finally just closed his eyes tiredly.

It turned out that he had forgotten so many things, novels, plots and the past.

It turned out that he knew each other a long time ago, and it turned out that they really knew each other for two lifetimes.

Feng Mo's consciousness slowly faded away.

Feng Wulin, I have loved you for two lifetimes, from this life to the next.

After all, everything is still the same.It turned out that the novel was just a medium for our reunion, but I forgot too many things, so that we walked so hard.

Feng Wulin, I have finally finished my life, and I can see you now.

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On a summer afternoon, the master bedroom on the third floor of the Maple House.

Feng Wulin sat in the chair beside the bed, looking down at a document.

He read it very carefully, still holding a pen in one hand, and made corrections from time to time. After reading it, he closed it and put it on the table.

Just as he was about to read the next copy, the outstretched hand suddenly stopped, and his body became a little stiff.

A man's intuition has always been keen, and he is very sensitive to other people's gazes on him. At this moment, this gaze almost made him hold his breath as soon as it stopped on him.

When Feng Mo opened his eyes, he was still a little foggy. He remembered that he had gone through all the memories of his previous life and finally died, but he never thought that he would wake up again.

It's just that the first time he woke up, a figure of a person appeared in his mind. He half propped up his body in a panic and looked around, and then met the man's deep red and calm eyes.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.Feng Mo sat up blankly, staring at the other party blankly, he was so missing that he would cry at any time, but now he didn't know how to react.

Seeing that the man was just looking at him quietly without moving, he suddenly felt a little wronged, he crossed his legs and patted the quilt, lowered his eyes and spoke slowly, his voice was even crying, "Feng Wulin, why don't you hug me?" I?"

He searched for so long, waiting for the man to hug him when they meet, but the man didn't move at all, Feng Mo was sad.

He was about to speak when the man suddenly stood up, turned around and walked towards the door.

Feng Mo stared blankly at the other party's movements, then flattened his mouth in response, and his eye circles turned red.

However, Feng Wulin stopped suddenly when he walked halfway. Hearing the young man's sobs, he clenched his fists tightly. Silently embraced her in her arms.

"Stupid, why are you crying?" His eyes were red, and he scolded in an extremely hoarse voice, "I'm going to call the doctor, it's not that I don't want you."

The arms were tightened so tightly that the man almost wanted to rub the young man into his body.He almost exhausted all his strength to control himself from doing too much. After all, the young man has just woken up and needs proper care. However, his character now... It is an understatement to say that he is unreasonable. .

Feng Mo's waist was clasped extremely tightly, and his body ached from being hugged, but he felt relieved and stopped crying. He raised his arms with difficulty to hug Feng Wulin back, and whispered: "You can't go, you can't let me go. .”

"Why don't you want to?" Feng Wulin pressed close to his ear and kissed restrainedly, "It's fine when Ah Mo wakes up."

When the young man was unconscious, he promised that as long as the other party woke up safely, he would not want anything.Now that Feng Mo really woke up, even though he could hardly control his natural possessiveness and tyranny, he still used the safest way to stay by Feng Mo's side.

He will be unscrupulous only if he doesn't like it enough. If he loves too deeply, he will dare not hurt him even more. He can only carefully enclose people in his protection range and protect him tightly.

"Amo, you slept for two months, five days and four hours. Don't be like this in the future, okay?" The man's voice was hoarse and gentle, and when he listened carefully, he could feel an inexplicable hidden deepness emotion.

Feng Mo nodded, "I won't sleep anymore. Feng Wulin, I miss you very much. I dreamed of you, but I can't find you." The young man's tone was a little helpless, "From now on...you can't hide .”

"Okay. I won't hide it." Feng Wulin followed his words and agreed, "I will always take Amo with me, so you don't have to worry about not being able to find me anymore."

Although the truth was that he couldn't find Feng Mo either, but there was never more than one person waiting.

"I remember it all, Feng Wulin, I like you... Well, there are two lives." Feng Mo rubbed against the man's arms, "Although I died, I am back. Feng Wulin, you Look at me from now on."

It's best to just keep watching him and never give him a chance to disappear.Because parting is too painful, he has no second chance to wake up.

"Feng Wulin, shall we be together forever?"

"Okay, together forever."

Staying by his side all his life, carefree, living peacefully with his love, only seeing him in his eyes, hearing him in his ears, from the inside to the outside, they are all labeled "Feng Wu Lin" This imprint.

They were destined to be together forever from a previous life.

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In the end, Feng Mo told Feng Wulin everything he had experienced, but the man was not surprised when he heard it, he just hugged him and kissed him until he was dizzy, and then said in a low voice: "What A Mo said I already knew."

Feng Mo looked at the other party suspiciously, "Feng Wulin, why do you... know everything?"

Judging from what Yang Jin said in the dream, the man was pretending from the beginning to the end. If this is due to the restrictions of the rules, then it is understandable, but why do you even know about him?

"Amo, have you heard of the origin of the world?" Feng Wulin hugged the young man in his arms, lowered his head and kissed his neck inch by inch, without any erotic meaning, but extremely tender.

Feng Mo raised his head, the strength of the other party's kissing him was just right, sometimes it would be a little heavier, but it was very comfortable, he closed his eyes, wondering: "Is there a rule?"

"No." Feng Wulin denied, then raised his head, passed through Feng Mo's hair with his big hand, held the back of his neck, and pressed against his forehead, "Look at my eyes, what did A Mo see?"

Feng Mo returned to his senses in a daze, looked at the deep red eyes of the other party, and then saw his own small reflection in those beautifully curved peach blossom eyes.He said ignorantly, "Only me."

"Yes, only you." Feng Wulin curled his lips into a chuckle, squeezed Feng Mo's chin close to his lips, and kissed them, while the color of his lips changed, vague words flowed out.

"You are."

"This world exists for you."

"All plots, novels, hero, heroine, author, all exist because of you."

"Because, I need a reason and an opportunity for you to come back to me."

"This is our little secret."

It will also be the most terrifying truth in this world.It exists, it operates, only because Feng Wulin needs an effective way to bring his youth back to him.

And for this result, he almost sacrificed all the power he originally possessed, willing to dormant and forbear, willing to be restricted by the so-called rules, and be a "novel hero".

But it doesn't matter anymore, does it?He has achieved this purpose.

And in this world, apart from him and Feng Mo, there will never be a third person who knows the truth.