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

"how is he?"

In an office that is almost the same as the simple atmosphere described in the novel, Feng Wulin held a pen and flipped through the documents on the table. When the door was pushed open, he casually glanced at the person who came in, and then asked casually, with a voice It was as indifferent and low-key as ever.

Yang Jin who just came in raised her eyebrows in surprise when she heard the words, and then replied as usual when giving a report: "Young Master Feng is talking about Feng Mo? He is already recovering today, and he also drank the soup."

The pen in his hand stopped, and the room was quiet for a moment. He stretched out his hand to take the coffee handed over by Yang Jin, Feng Wulin slowly frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "... I asked him... how is it?" gone?"

"...Yes. Feng Mo doesn't look very good today, his face is also very pale, and he doesn't seem to have a good rest. Nurse Meier said that he didn't sleep all night last night. He didn't seem to have a good appetite at noon, but the nurse said he I have never been very fond of eating, not picky eaters, and my appetite is small. I think I have a slight anorexia. I met Ye Shao on the way to the hospital. He and Feng Mo seemed to have a festive relationship. Because of Ye Shao’s request, we went to see Feng Mo together. Mo's. Later...Young Master Ye wanted to fight Feng Mo, but I stopped him."

After explaining one by one with a gentle smile, Yang Jin quietly observed the boss's obviously getting colder and his brows more and more wrinkled, and adjusted her view of Feng Mo in her heart.Although Feng Shao has always shown that he is more interested in Shi Tiantian before, and he has always believed so, but now it seems that Feng Mo seems to be more important... After all, the president is not the master who will take the initiative to care about others.Normally, he would definitely not ask him to explain so much.But that boy, even though he was too silent, gave him a very good impression, calm and quiet, not surprised.

"When did Yan's Hospital fail to take care of even a single patient? It seems that Yan Liang's IQ has regressed in love, and even doctors and nurses who can only eat rice have been recruited." Feng Wulin sarcastically Show no mercy.

But Yang Jin couldn't help but rolled her eyes in her heart, Young Master Feng, if you're worried about people, just say it, what are you doing for venting your anger?And this venomous tongue seems to have improved again, becoming more and more arrogant.By the way, he didn't even notice that Second Young Master Yan was in love. Young Master Feng has always been indifferent to love between men and women, so why did he see it like this?

"And Murong Lingye? Sure enough, the rebellious young master has really evolved into a wild horse? This kind of creature with low IQ is indeed prone to rampage when looking for grass to eat. It seems that the stables of the Murong family are not very strong."

"..." Yang Jin silently recalled Young Master Murong's arrogant expression, and at the same time tried to shake off the image of a certain animal that appeared in front of her eyes, maintaining an elegant smile on her face.Young Master Feng seemed very angry.But what Ye Shao did was really unreliable.

"……he has slept?"

"I wasn't there when I first came here, and Feng Mo didn't seem sleepy."

"...The routine meeting in the afternoon will be presided over by you. These documents will be processed at least in the evening. Prepare the car."

"Yes."

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Because he couldn't sleep, Feng Mo was just about to close his eyes and rest for a while, when the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and then a petite figure rushed in, threw himself into his arms, and then groped up and down with a pair of soft little hands Touching his upper body, the girl's sobbing and anxious voice followed: "Brother Mo, are you okay? Are you injured? Did that big villain hit you? Let me see..."

Feng Mo was startled by the girl's series of movements so that his head went blank for a moment, and then his whole body became stiff because of the little hands groping up and down, and a strong sense of discomfort suddenly rose in his stomach, the body in his arms was extremely soft and petite, with There was a faint fragrance of lotus flowers, and the girl's voice was extremely soft and sweet. Everything that should have been very attractive made him feel so uncomfortable that his face turned blue.

Feng Mo almost exhausted all his endurance to force himself not to throw the girl out. He took a few deep breaths, stretched out his hand stiffly and gently pushed the person in his arms away, and slowly moved his body to keep himself away from the girl. some.

If this kind of disaster happens again, he can't guarantee that he won't kick the girl away.Nurse Mel just felt uncomfortable when her hair touched his face, let alone such a hug and closeness.His rejection of others is just a psychological problem, which cannot be cured.

After Shi Tiantian was pushed away, she was still a little dazed, but she shed tears and didn't seem to notice Feng Mo's rejection.She sucked her small nose, and began to explain tearfully: "It's good that brother Mo is fine. I... woo... I don't know why that big villain suddenly came to trouble you, it's inexplicable, I told him before You are my boyfriend, let him cover you, who knows that he suddenly came to you in anger, what a villain! Fortunately, he also said that he would spoil me and love me, but in a blink of an eye, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. Brother Mo treats me It’s so important, he knows it and still has trouble with you. Don’t think about me cooking for him in the future, hum!”

Feng Mo eased the discomfort in his stomach, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face. He just listened carefully to the girl's complaint, then turned his head and poured himself a glass of water, turning a blind eye to Shi Tiantian's sweaty forehead due to the hot weather.

The words she said and the actions she did have all appeared in the novel. Although there are some differences, they are generally similar.

Originally, she was still wondering who told Murong Lingye that he was the heroine's boyfriend, but now she said it herself.

Murong Lingye made it clear that he was jealous, and Feng Mo was beaten because of this, such an obvious fact, but Shi Tiantian expressed that she didn't understand both inside and outside.

Really do not understand or false do not understand?

She called Murong Lingye a "big villain", and there was a tone in her tone... It is said that it meant "coquetry and attachment".Although Feng Mo can't understand what "delicate attachment" is, she can also see that she has a good impression of Murong.

In the original book, the author said that this was written to highlight Shi Tiantian's innocence and ignorance, and it is precisely because of her character that the male protagonists love her even more "uncontrollably".

But Feng Mo felt inexplicably that there was a kind of vague... pride and... shyness in what she said?He remembered the tone of a girl in a book he read in his previous life, and the girl's words in it were similar to Shi Tiantian.

So she is unconsciously showing off how much other boys love her in front of her current boyfriend?No wonder Feng Mo in the original book was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

"Brother Mo, don't pay attention to him when you see him in the future. He doesn't consider my feelings so much, don't think I will forgive him! Scoundrel! Is Brother Mo listening to me? Huh? Brother Mo?"

Feng Mo blinked, hesitated in his heart, but still nodded to her.

Although it is a bit unbearable, she is the girl whom the original owner loves deeply after all.He is not qualified to dictate other people's lives, let alone make decisions for others.He will always... never become Feng Mo.

"That's good. I still have to do an internship, so I'm leaving first. Brother Mo is recovering from his injuries. I'll come and see you when I'm free." The girl raised a pure flowery smile, waved to the boy, stood up and left.

Feng Mo looked at her back, his eyes were calm, what happened to her had nothing to do with him.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. You are... Feng Wulin?" Shi Tiantian was in a good mood and wanted to leave, but bumped into someone at the door, feeling a little annoyed in her heart, the weather was already very hot, It was even more uncomfortable to bump into someone, but seeing the handsome young man whom he had seen twice before, his face flushed a little.She seems to keep bumping into him?

Feng Wulin took a step back, frowned and glanced at the girl's red face, and walked into the ward indifferently, with a condensed expression, apparently not intending to answer her.

The girl who had a slight joy on her face unconsciously frowned after seeing his reaction, and seeing Feng Wulin walking straight towards Feng Mo, the two of them looked at each other with no signs of disharmony, her face darkened down.It's just that she bit her lip, turned around and walked out as before, without looking into the ward again.

When Feng Mo saw Feng Wulin walking in with a cold face, he was stunned, then lowered his eyes and unconsciously pursed his lips, seeing the young man approaching the bed and sitting down from the corner of his vision, Feng Mo blinked, with one hand He held the cup and lowered his head to drink water, while the other hand under the quilt trembled unconsciously, and then slowly squeezed the palm tightly.

After sitting down, Feng Wulin carefully looked at the boy's face which was obviously paler than yesterday, frowned, seeing that he was drinking water with his head down and didn't intend to talk to anyone, so he could only say: "What were you doing when you didn't sleep last night? Forgot Are you still a patient?"

Feng Mo put down the water glass and looked up at his dark blue phoenix eyes, which were gentle and calm, not as cold as his expression. He glanced at the pen and paper next to him, and the hand under the quilt slowly loosened and then suddenly tightened, and retracted. Looking at the pen and paper, she pursed her thin lips tightly and said nothing.

"...Why did Murong Lingye come to trouble you? Do you have a festival?"

"...It's not usually this time to take a nap, why didn't you sleep?"

"...Why is that girl bothering you again?"

"...Have you read the book I gave you yesterday? Do you like it? If you like it, I will take you to buy it later."

"...Why don't you talk? You can't even write? Or...don't want to talk to me?"

A series of questions were thrown out with the boy's silence and the teenager's frowning, but there was no response.In the end, it settled into a silence.

When Feng Wulin spoke, his voice was very peaceful, and he didn't carry anything that would stimulate people's emotions. It's just that although the patience hidden in it was deeply hidden, the boy who has always been sensitive could hear it.The young man is always the cold and arrogant son of heaven described in the novel. The selfishness cultivated in his character is doomed to not have too much patience. Perhaps the young man is cautious by nature and pursues perfection. Patience and calm situations can also be handled with unique advantages, but this kind of balance cannot continue when facing people. He is too proud to allow soft feelings to dominate everything, and rationality will eventually prevail.

The hand under the quilt had already started to tremble slightly because he was holding it too hard, but the boy let go suddenly, then put the cup back on the table, took the pen and paper on the table to write a few times, and then used the no longer used one to write. With trembling hands, he pulled the book out from under the pillow, and put it and the paper into the boy's hand.

The book is still as new as yesterday, without any trace of flipping through it.

There are only two short sentences on the paper: "I don't want it. You take it back."

Feng Wulin stared fixedly at the things in his hands, the expression on his face slowly turned back to the usual gloomy look, the color of the pupils in his phoenix eyes was already so blue that it was almost black, full of coldness.

Except for the color of his eyes, there is nothing wrong with him, this look... is exactly how he usually looks to other people.After Feng Mo gave him the things, he closed his eyes, without expression or movement, as if he was asleep.

The expressionless boy on the bed opened his eyes until there was the sound of the water glass being smashed, followed by the sound of the door being slammed shut.

There was a puddle of water and broken glass on the ground, and the originally beautiful books were thrown on the table, with water stains on the cover.Obviously the book that was thrown over knocked over the water glass.

There was no one else in the ward.

He still did it... cut off his unrealistic delusions with his own hands.There will be no friends and cannot be trusted.

This is not fair to Feng Wulin, but he has nowhere to go.Once an obsession is formed, it cannot be stopped, it must either be fulfilled or die.Instead of making Feng Wulin regret it in the future, it is better to end everything now.

He didn't want to see the boy scolding him as a pervert one day like that woman.I don't want to make myself humble and painful to follow another person, and the follower is also suffering.

Feng Wulin is too proud, he will not be willing to accompany him for the rest of his life, friendship can exist, but it cannot be a reason to restrain him.Even though Feng Mo himself doesn't know whether he wants family affection or friendship, he also understands that the youth's pride will not succumb to these two things.

To end like this is as simple as two children arguing.But it's just "like".

Feng Mo quietly looked at the books on the table, pursed his lips, clenched his trembling fingers even more, and almost tried his best to make them stop.He leaned over to take the book, took out a paper towel and carefully dried the wet place, opened the cover, carefully looked at the contents, and then closed it again.He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked barefoot to the window, opened the curtains, and put the book on the windowsill.

This is the time when the sun is strongest in the day, and the wet place will dry quickly, as if nothing happened.

It's just self-deception.

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"What are you doing standing like this, don't your legs feel uncomfortable? Don't you know the sun is very hot?"

A low and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ear, which seemed to be a little angry, and then a hand with a bony joint came around from behind to pick up the book that had been dried, raised it up and turned it over, as if checking something.

Feng Mo looked up at those hands, his eyes widened slightly, and he was too dazed to react.

When did he come back?

"Standing in a daze for nearly 10 to [-] minutes, I still don't know where to move, and I don't even know anyone else is coming in. Are you going to stand like a statue? Go back to bed soon." A sneering voice continued behind him, followed by another hand Putting it on the boy's shoulders, he half pushed and half supported him towards the bed.

Feng Mo blinked his eyes, shook his fingers, and grabbed the hem of the loose hospital gown, lowered his head and followed the strength on his shoulders, returned to the bed and sat down, then felt the boy let go of his hand, pulled a chair and sat down Opposite him, with a pen in his hand, he wrote a few strokes on the title page of the open book, and then handed it to him.

There are only two words: Feng Mo.

"It's the first time this young master gave someone something, so I can't refuse it." The attitude was obviously tough and the tone was slightly angry.

"...I don't know what you like. If you don't like it, you can put it away. After a while, when your legs are healed, you can go to my house to pick out what you like... Don't make trouble with me anymore. Do you know?" He said and held out his hand The boy clenched his hands tightly, and with a little skill, he separated the fingers whose knuckles turned white from the force, and then held the sweaty hand, not too hard, just holding it firmly.

Feng Mo looked down at the clasped hands, blinked slowly, and closed them again.Why is it that I should feel warm, but still feel sad?

"If you don't like it, I won't force you to talk, if you want to write or nod and shake your head, it's up to you.

I don't know you well enough, but as long as you are willing to let me know, I can accept it.It can be good or bad.

My personality has always been like that, it is impossible to change it just now, and I will not change it, but I can compromise.

...My friend, it was like this at the beginning, but I won't let it go easily after I've made up my mind.

... Feng Wulin.You can call me Rin.Nod when you understand. "

The boy in the chair bent over to the boy with his head bowed, his voice was calm and gentle, his dark blue phoenix eyes were fixed on the colorful but soft hair of the person in front of him.

What was said was a disguised compromise...and a gentleness with frustration.

In fact, after the door was slammed, he could just leave, and there was no need to entangle him too much, let alone the boy who rejected his overtures first.

But he couldn't take any steps.Full of anger, disappointment, and... defeat and loss that I don't want to admit.

It's just a stranger, but because of the calm and warm atmosphere at the beginning... nostalgia was born.Intellectually unwilling to give in, he has always been the only one, so why turn back?

But there is such a person, even if he is not reconciled, he knows clearly: this person is different, if he gives up... he will regret it.

Reluctant.

It's ridiculous and absurd to say it, but is it really necessary to let go just because the secular point of view doesn't approve it?

Finally came back.It was the first time I compromised for others, but when I saw the boy was also nervous, I suddenly felt relieved.

Feng Mo closed his eyes, hearing Feng Wulin's compromise sentence after sentence, once he heard it, he couldn't forget it.He knew that Feng Wulin was not lying, such a person disdains to lie, disdains to compromise, once said, he will do it.

He suddenly remembered that woman's face. Ever since she died, he had a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital. His memories of her have gradually become blurred. It's not that he's forgotten, but that she can't see her face clearly in those pictures.This might seem like a harbinger of forgetting, but it isn't.What that woman said and did turned into scars, and the obsession with her also withered, leaving only roots, deeply rooted in my heart.There is no way out, and there is no doubt about death.

She never... looked back for him.I would rather die than stay for him.

Never hugged, never kissed, never held hands, even... never looked at him seriously.

When they were sent to the orphanage, the two of them went their separate ways along the way, and when he got close, she would push him away.In the memory, the most is her back view, tall and thin, out of reach.

There was a full 10 minutes of silence, Feng Wulin didn't move, just waited.

After a long time, the boy raised his head, looked at him with dark eyes, opened his mouth as if to speak, but there was no sound. Seeing that his expression remained unchanged and his eyes were calm, he nodded slowly.

After all, they are all still... teenagers.The shackles imposed on them by the secular world have not yet reached the point where they cannot bear it. Maybe Feng Mo has no courage to approach Feng Wulin because of his own special reasons, but the resolute young man gave him courage in turn.

Feng Mo didn't say anything, he didn't even reveal any uneasy emotions, all uncertainties, disappointments and pains were directly invisible.Feng Wulin felt it, and made a compromise and tolerance for it.

He accepts him and will not give up.That alone can hit the nail on the head.

As long as you have the courage to support it, it is possible to start again, so try to believe and try to run in.

Sweet as sweet.

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