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

"Maybe she was just dazzled by anger at the time, or maybe it was because she was too desperate and wanted to seek relief in that way. Momo, your mother has always been a person who is extremely persistent in love. It's not that I want to blame her, but... ...In her eyes, apart from love and that man, she really can't tolerate anything else. In order to go back, she is desperate."

"Momo, Dad has always felt very regretful. If I had cared more about your mother and learned to love her, would there have been a turnaround? Would she have calmed down a little? Even if she couldn't stop her from taking you back to that World, at least let her love you more, so that you won't have to live so hard in that place alone. Dad is sorry for you. "

Ye Zhi's voice was hoarse and heavy, with a kind of extremely sad remorse. It was only at this time that he finally let go of the stubbornness that he had pretended for more than ten years, and revealed the truest emotions in his heart.

He looked at Feng Mo's face from beginning to end, with a numb and deep sadness on his face. Losing his dearest relative was like losing everything to him. He couldn't even protect his son, so he was left alone, and his life was controlled by a vicious woman. Even today, he was kept in the dark and knew nothing about it.

What Qin Feng said is not wrong, he is not a competent father.To Feng Mo, he owed too much.

"Momo, my father told you this, not to ask you to forgive me or accept me, but to want you to know everything, and you have the right to know everything. It was all the fault of your mother and me, and it is not your business. , It's not your fault that she doesn't recognize you."

"I'm telling you all this today. I just hope that you can let go of your past obsessions. It's not because you're not good or ignorant that your mother refuses your approach. It's not. There is a reason for everything. Knowing this, Dad hopes you can live a good life, it doesn't matter if you don't want me to be your father, Feng Wulin loves you, I know, he can take good care of you."

After listening to Ye Zhi's words, Feng Mo lowered his eyes and kicked the grass lightly, without speaking for a long time.

There was no anger as Ye Zhi imagined, nor disappointment and sadness. His quiet profile looked like he was in a daze. He held a red flower on a vine with one hand, making the back of his hand extremely white.

With a lot of effort under his feet, the swing started to swing. After going back and forth a few times, Feng Mo stopped, raised his head to meet Ye Zhi's nervous gaze, and his gaze stayed on his clenched fist for a moment, then moved away, and talked to the man. Look at each other.

"I never... don't feel that my life... is so unfortunate." He said slowly, his tone was very calm, "I'm different from other people, it just means that I'm sick, but I don't think I'm pitiful, nor ...fate is not fair, for a long time, or ten years, I don't know...what people want to do in life, there is nothing...to fight for, the doctor said it was because of illness, I was too dependent, but my mother Existence, at any rate, gave me...the goal of living, and finally died, but there is no goal. My body...by that time, I can't hold it anymore. "

Feng Mo blinked, his eyes were as calm as describing another person's life, "I don't have a father." He lowered his head and looked at the tiny flowers on the grass, "However, if...you give me a gift, um , I will give you a trial period."

"..." Ye Zhi was nervous for a long time and suddenly got such an answer. He was so happy that he couldn't find the answer. He whistled excitedly, his eyes were a little red, and he squatted down in front of Feng Mo in three steps and two steps. Looking at him, "What gift do you want silently? Dad promises to give you everything."

Feng Mo tilted his head, thought for a long time before saying: "I want a puppy."

Ye Zhi froze, with a strange smile, "Why does Momo want this? To be honest with you, Feng Wulin doesn't like small animals, are you sure you want this?"

Feng Mo nodded, and said affirmatively, "I want a little milk dog. Black and white." He was referring to the kind of very small dog that was just born.

"...Okay." Ye Zhi agreed, Xin Dao son likes puppies, Feng Wulin has to accept it even if he doesn't like it, and judging by Feng Mo's appearance, he should have been looking forward to it for a long time, if he refuses him at this time, not only My only chance is gone, and my son is not happy.However, this "trial period"...

"Momo, the probationary period you mentioned... how long is it? And, who taught you the term probationary period?"

Logically speaking, for a straight-forward person like Feng Mo, he would only answer directly to accept or not, so how could he think of such a thing as the probationary period by himself.

"Well, Feng Wulin said it." Feng Mo didn't hide it, and directly told the truth, "Feng Wulin said, it will take ten years."

"..."

Ye Zhi took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Momo, what did you just say? The wind is too strong and Dad didn't hear clearly."

"Feng Wulin said it will take ten years." Feng Mo really repeated it.He looked at Ye Zhi strangely, and didn't understand why the other party said he couldn't hear clearly. You must know that Feng Mo's speech speed has always been very slow. Although there is a problem with articulation, it is absolutely impossible to understand.

"... Momo, don't you think ten years is a little long?" Ye Zhi asked expectantly.

It took him so long to wait for Feng Mo to call him father, and his heart ached instantly.And there is a word in this world called "Long nights and many dreams", if Feng Mo likes Fu Yu and Yang Jin more, then he is out of luck?

"Not long." Feng Mo shook his head, "Feng Wulin said that you have been absent for more than ten years."

Ye Zhi was startled for a moment.

"If you can't become a good father in ten years, then maybe you are not suitable." Feng Mo said very seriously.

Ye Zhi stared into the young man's dark eyes, and it took a long time before he grinned, this time without any reluctance or uncertainty, "Mumo is right. Then we will make a deal, and Dad will give it to you today. Pick a puppy. Besides black and white, milk dog, are there any specific requirements?"

Feng Mo raised his hand and patted Ye Zhi's head, then retracted, "It's fine."

Resisting the urge to hug his son, Ye Zhi rubbed Feng Mo's head, touched his chin and said, "Then I have to pick a fatter one, the one with a thick head and a tiger brain is the best." He also looked at Feng Mo, and instantly understood why the young man wanted a black and white puppy.

Feng Mo's body is always in black and white, and he wants a puppy that looks similar to him. It can only be said that his son's hobbies are different.

After the two negotiated, Ye Zhi played with Feng Mo for a while, and then reluctantly left Feng Mansion. Originally, he wanted to stay and cultivate a relationship with Feng Mo, but Feng Mo was not talkative by nature, so after chatting for a while, he Wanting to find Feng Wulin, Ye Zhi had no choice but to bid farewell.

On the issue of Feng Wulin's status, Ye Zhi never felt that he had anything to win. This is a sad fact, but who made President Feng Mo keep Feng Mo for so long.If the previous clues were correct, then Feng Wulin had indeed been raising Feng Mo in his previous life.

After the newly recognized father left, Feng Mo jumped off the swing and walked slowly into the villa.

Gu Yue has been waiting outside, saw him come out and hurriedly followed him. "Has Master Mo stopped playing?"

"En." Feng Mo nodded.

"Then do you want to go to the company? Mr. Feng said that if you feel bored, you can go to the company to play with him." Feng Wulin obviously still treats Feng Mo as a child, and let him play when he has nothing to do on weekdays, although in terms of studies Never let him relax.

Feng Mo entered the villa and walked up the stairs, "I'll go later." He climbed all the way to the third floor, and then turned up the stairs under Gu Yue's surprised gaze.

Gu Yue hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, "Why does Young Master Mo want to go to the fourth floor? It's locked by Mr. Feng over there, it's no fun." He still remembers the last time Feng Mo went to the fourth floor and immediately fell ill from fright, for a long time Mental state is not very good.

Feng Mo blinked, and slowly said: "I'll go and have a look. It'll be fine."

Gu Yue saw that his gaze was firm, and thought that the relationship between Feng Mo and Feng Wulin was not as good as before, so he finally let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Then I will wait at the door, if Mo rarely needs me, call me, or call me directly. President Feng."

"Yeah." Feng Mo bypassed him and went up to the fourth floor, and arrived at the door of the familiar yet unfamiliar room, stood quietly for a while, then raised his hand and pressed the six numbers last time, showing that the password was wrong.He tilted his head and entered another string of numbers, and this time the door opened.

Gu Yue watched him close the door, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Feng Wulin.When Mr. Mo's matter came to Mr. Feng, there was never a distinction between major and minor matters, and those that should be reported still had to be reported.

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The familiar huge photos are full of his portraits, which don't seem to be much different from the last time he came in by mistake.

Feng Mo looked at them one by one, feeling a little strange every time he looked at them. This feeling of his own life being recorded down to the last detail is quite miraculous after all.Especially those close-ups of details, his expressions and movements are almost completely preserved. Looking at those photos, it is like going through his past life again.

And the photos in the room are not messy, on the contrary, they are very organized and tidy, without any dust on them, and they are all well preserved. It can be seen that the owner of the room is not only very careful when taking pictures, but also more meticulous when storing them.Feng Mo looked at the end and found some photos that he hadn't seen last time. There was even a picture of him sitting naked on the bed with long hair loose, and he didn't know when it was taken.These are obviously a recent addition.

But when Feng Wulin was at home, he never left his side for almost a moment, so when were these photos processed?The only thing Feng Mo can think of is late at night.