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

At three o'clock in the morning, Feng Mo's house was completely silent, Feng Mo returned to the sofa with pillows and a blue notebook and nestled cross-legged, silently looked at the word "Feng Mo" written by Feng Wulin on the cover of the notebook for a while, and finally He took out his pen, turned the notebook to the ninth page, and began to write carefully one stroke at a time: "Today is the weekend, and I am at Fengwu Rin's house. Yesterday Rin invited me to his house to play, eat, read, take a bath with me, and There is sleep. This is the happiest day since I came to this world. Because it seems that all my wishes... Rin has fulfilled it for me. Like a normal person, someone eats and sleeps with me, talks to me, and doesn't feel like I My illness is strange, and she treats me as a friend. My mother used to think that I would never be able to learn these things in my life, and I would not get them, but I got them. What I am most grateful to Feng Mo is that he gave me the opportunity to come here. Feng has no chance for Rin. However, I made Rin angry. He really treats me as a friend, but I didn’t do what a friend should do. No one taught me how to protect a person, but I think , try my best to reduce the pain he may suffer in the future, it should be the best way to protect. Anyway, at least I am sure of one thing, that is, try my best to get him out of the control of the plot before leaving , at least, when it comes to Shi Tiantian's love, he should have the right to choose."

Feng Mo closed the notebook and looked at the cover in a daze.His language expression ability is not good, it can even be said to be extremely limited. Being unable to speak for many years made it difficult for him to even write a complete sentence. The declarative sentence, such a diary like this journal can only be understood by himself.But the rhetoric of the sentence is irrelevant to him, he just needs someone to confide in, to satisfy his meager wishes.

After all, what is written down can stay, and will not cease to exist just because he disappeared.In this way, he can also tell himself that these things have really happened, his wish has indeed come true, and he really existed.As long as he thinks of this, the boy will be in a good mood.

Feng Mo seldom writes anything with negative energy. His life is filled with too much negative energy, which instead forces him to work harder to live a positive life.This is also what the psychiatrist in the previous life taught him repeatedly.Every time I write about the surprises and joy that Feng Wulin brought him, Feng Mo is really serious about his life, and at the same time treats his only friend with a more serious attitude.

Locking the notebook and putting it back in the schoolbag, Feng Mo walked out of the balcony, looked at the light in the study next door, went back to the bathroom, closed the door, and started daily practice in front of the mirror.

He put one hand on his Adam's apple, closed his eyes and took a deep breath to relax himself, and then tried to make a sound with some difficulty, but as usual, he didn't hear anything.

Tried it again, still the same result.

Repeated again and again, tirelessly, finally heard a short syllable after another attempt: "Ah." Feng Mo widened his eyes in astonishment, then looked at himself in the mirror in disbelief, his heart was full of surprise and joy. At a loss.The voice was actually hoarse and ugly, with a strange tone, but it was enough to make him happy.

After he calmed down, he started the previous practice again, sometimes with sound, sometimes without.But Feng Mo was not discouraged at all.He has a goal that must be achieved. Before he learns it, no matter how difficult it is, he will never give up.

Feng Wulin in the study was completely unaware of the situation in the next room, or he was deliberately forcing himself to ignore it.The documents on the table were half-approved, but the person sitting had deep eyes, leaning back in the chair with his head bowed, his expression difficult to discern.

Feng Mo's last few words were replaying in his mind over and over again, the hand that was originally on the table suddenly clenched into a fist and hit the table heavily, shaking the original pile of documents scattered on the ground, Feng Wulin As if he didn't realize it, he just retracted his hand and took out his mobile phone to dial Yang Jin's number.

"Good morning, President." The voice from the phone was clearly sleepy, and it was his family doctor Fu Yu, "Do you know that if you disturb other people's sweet sleep, you will be kicked by the donkey?" ?”

"Let Yang Jin answer the phone." Feng Wulin's voice was low and hoarse, completely ignoring the other party's resentment.

"Xiaojin is asleep, the president has something to tell me, and I'll tell him."

"...Tell Yang Jin that I will be on a business trip for a week when I return to Feng's house tomorrow, and I will take good care of Feng Mo during this week. Remember, the three meals are ready, and the servant will take care of him during the day, and he will drive him there when he goes out. , and...you must make sure he is asleep at night."

"...President, with all due respect, Xiao Jin is not good at taking care of children. This child cannot be your illegitimate child..."

"Fu Yu, are you a doctor who has lost enthusiasm for a long time and wants to change jobs? Tell Yang Jin what I said, he knows what to do."

Feng Wulin hung up the phone, pressed send on the unsent emails on the computer on the desk, turned off the computer, picked up his suit jacket and walked out.

seven in the morning.When the knock on the door sounded, Feng Mo blinked blankly, realizing that someone got out of bed to open the door when there was a knock, forgetting to wear slippers.

When I opened the door, I saw a standard smile on Yang Jin's face, "Feng Mo, good morning. Hurry up and go downstairs to have breakfast." Feng Mo nodded, watching Yang Jin go downstairs and close the door to go back to change clothes .

And Yang Jin who went downstairs thought of Bai Yu who had been asking the question of "the president's son" before going out in the morning, and Feng Mo's pajamas that were obviously too big and had sleeves and trouser legs rolled up a few times, and couldn't help but twitch her mouth.It's no wonder that Bai Yu thought too much, the president took care of Feng Mo like a young father, but unfortunately the person involved didn't have that awareness at all.However, Yang Jin thought about the testimonial of Feng Mo's personality disorder and social disorder given by the hospital before, and felt that it was understandable for the president to do so.

After Feng Mo went downstairs, he was greeted by Yang Jin to the dining room for breakfast. The young man saw Yang Jin sitting beside him and started to help him get toast and milk. He turned his head and looked around strangely.

Yang Jin helped him put the food that should be eaten on the plate, noticed Feng Mo's movements, and asked, "Feng Mo is looking for the president?"

Seeing Feng Mo looking back at him and nodding vigorously, Yang Jin couldn't help laughing, "The president is on a business trip, he should be on the plane by now, just called him and turned off his phone."

Feng Mo froze for a moment, pursed his lips, nodded, and quietly began to eat the breakfast prepared for him by the other party.After breakfast, Yang Jin asked Feng Mo if he wanted to go out, he could take him there, Feng Mo also refused.Seeing the boy quietly taking a walk in the small garden for a while, and then coming back to sit quietly on the sofa reading a book, Yang Jin thought for a while and took out her mobile phone to make a call.

After a while, Yan Yu's loud voice rang out from outside the villa door, "We are all little frogs, croak quack~ I like a happy life and love to tell jokes. We are all little frogs, croak quack ~ Singing happily every day, with great ambition in my heart..."

"Puff... cough cough cough cough..." Yang Jin, who was drinking tea leisurely, spit out the tea in an instant, covered her mouth and coughed desperately, "Yan Xiaoyu! Cough cough, what a trick this early in the morning!"

Feng Mo looked at Yang Jin, who was coughing, and handed him a pack of tissues. Looking back at the door, Yan Yu had already run in, bouncing and singing, followed by Ouyang Han with a serious face.

"We are all little frogs~ Good morning, little rainbow! And Brother Yang!" Yan Yu jumped onto the sofa and sat down, then looked at Yang Jin suspiciously, "Brother Yang, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red."

"...Xiao Yu, who taught you this song?" Yang Jin finally stopped coughing and asked Yan Yu with a smile.

Yan Yu scratched his hair, and answered honestly: "Oh, I learned this last night. Didn't I call you in the morning to tell you about what happened last night? In the end, I went to Brother Ouyang's house to sleep. This song was written at that time. Learned."

"..." Yang Jin twitched the corners of her mouth and looked at Ouyang Han who had just sat down. Her eyes clearly conveyed the meaning of asking him to explain.

Ouyang Han just adjusted his glasses indifferently, and said lightly, "My family has hired a new butler to take care of Yu Ning. Last night, this kid refused to sleep. I asked Butler Wang to play some lullabies for him."

"So, this song is a lullaby?" Yang Jin put on a standard smile, "Tell me, your Butler Wang is Guigeng this year?"

"It's fifty years old, my mother specially designated it, why, do you have an opinion?"

"...No, no." Yang Jin raised her forehead. Mrs. Ouyang was known for her strict etiquette. In other words, she could be described as rigid and old-fashioned. After all, she was an elder, so how could he dare to have any opinions.Yang Jin calmed down and looked at Ouyang Han who was drinking tea, "Is the company okay today? I remember that your company recently had a difficult project. Why do you come here when you are free?"

Ouyang Han paused when he heard the words, turned his head to look at Feng Mo who was quietly sitting on the sofa listening to Yan Yu's words, and thought of the medical records that Feng Wulin showed him when he asked him to contact Ouyang's family's psychiatrist who lives abroad. For the first time, he hesitated about what he was about to say about the eight words "personality disorder" and "social disorder".

The sudden quietness of Ouyang Han and Yang Jin caused Yan Yu, who had been talking endlessly, to stop. Feng Mo turned his head and found that both of them were looking at him, somewhat inexplicably.

"Fengmo," Ouyang Han finally chose to tell the truth, anyway, the teenager will know sooner or later, "Someone anonymously sent me and the director of the academy a letter of complaint this morning. In the letter, Fang Xiaoqiao admitted that you still dated her during your relationship with Shi Tiantian. The recordings, including the bad motives of your relationship with Shi Tiantian at the beginning, the evidence of multiple cheating and cheating, and even Fang Xiaoqiao...suspected to have had an abortion for you. Sometimes Tiantian was found out after she was forced to break up with you Blog, which contains all the records of your relationship and breakup. If this incident is exposed, it will have a very bad impact on the reputation of the school, and other students will also question your character. Anonymous demands that the college expel you immediately , and will never be admitted.”

Ouyang Han paused for a moment, and then continued, "I've told the director of the college to suppress this matter, but the person who sent the letter couldn't find out. The other party knows that we haven't punished you, and it is very likely that the media will intervene. Chongming There has been no negative news. No matter whether this matter is true or false, it is an excellent breaking point for reporters. I mean, we must find out before we can make a conclusion, but the other party must not wait. You go on Monday Classes...better prepared."