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

Before Feng Mo woke up, he felt a familiar force pulling him forward, he opened his eyes helplessly, looked at Feng Wulin who was walking in front, resigned himself to adjusting his direction and walked forward.

He is very lethargic now, and he often falls asleep quickly as soon as he lies on the sofa, but Feng Wulin is a very busy person, and often has to go out to work and have meetings, so he is often thrown up in the middle of sleep.

The first time Feng Wulin went out to work, he didn't get up in time to follow, when he woke up, he was floating on the expressway, with the scenery passing by on both sides, the pleasure of flying... was really scary, okay?

Feng Mo kicked the stone under his feet while walking, of course... there was no way to hit it, he is now more emotional than before, this is completely the result of playing with himself all the time, but he can't His expression, so some very emotional movements coupled with his expressionless face, has a strange sense of humor, of course he didn't realize it.

The servant quickly delivered the camera to Yan Qingqing, Feng Wulin also followed into the garden, standing beside Ouyang Han with a cold face, the violent temperament around him made all the girls look at him It's daunting, except for Ouyang Yuning who can talk and laugh freely, the others are quite far away.

Yan Qingqing raised the camera and pointed it at Feng Wulin. The moment the other party looked over calmly, the corners of her lips curled up, and she pressed the shutter with a click.

The banquet lasted until after twelve o'clock. Yan Qingqing attached great importance to health preservation and never stayed overnight. After the guests left, he went back to the study, imported the photos from the camera into his notebook, and then selected Feng Wulin's mailbox, and pressed sent.Then she opened the information that Yang Jin had just sent, and read it carefully.

After Feng Wulin returned home, he went straight to the second floor to take a shower, ignoring Feng Mo who was sitting in the living room and stood hesitantly when he saw him coming. This time, he also tried to imitate Ah Mo's habit to trick him that Ah Mo came back, Feng Wulin could tolerate him to keep him at the limit.

Feng Mo followed Feng Wulin step by step into the bathroom, then floated up to the sink and sat down cross-legged, when Feng Wulin took off his shirt to reveal his muscular upper body and beautiful eight-pack abdominal muscles, he pursed his lips and moved away In sight, his pale face was dyed a thin red.

He doesn't like taking a bath with Feng Wulin very much, every time he sees it, his face feels hot, and the temperature in the bathroom is so high, he often feels panicky.It's just that the bathroom in Feng's house is designed to be very large, he is at most seven meters away from Feng Wulin, he can't even walk out the door, so he can only find a place to hide.

He lowered his head and poked his translucent ankle. There was a red rope tied there, and there was a small longevity lock on it. This was the only thing his mother gave him after he found her. It is said that it was left to him by his father. Yes, although she didn't like herself in the end, Feng Mo still liked this lock very much.

Feng Mo was lowering his head and touching the red rope on his feet, when suddenly there was a depressive low panting from the opposite bathtub, with a deep and hoarse voice unique to men and the vague sound of water, which directly raised the temperature of the whole bathroom by another level. layer.The young man was half naked in the bathtub, his muscular upper body glowed with honey-colored water, his eyes were slightly closed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his thin lips opened and he let out an inaudible call, but it was full of suppressed emotions .

"Amo..."

As soon as Feng Mo heard the murmur, his face turned red instantly, he only looked at Feng Wulin for a moment, then looked away, stood up with a wooden face, jumped off the sink, and moved to the other side of the bathroom to face him. Standing against the wall, and then habitually stretched out his hands to cover his ears to block the low panting sound from the other side.

When the sound of water behind him completely quieted down, Feng Wulin stepped out of the bathtub and put on his nightgown, Feng Mo then turned around and walked out.The heat on his face had already subsided. Seeing that the other party had wiped his hair and then sat down on the sofa with a laptop and began to deal with company affairs, he also yawned and lay down on the sofa next to him, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

As for what happened in the bathroom just now... Feng Mo had already left it behind. After all, it was not the first time we met. It is said that personality disorder makes him blur the distinction between various relationships between people, and such vague cognition protects him to some extent.

Soon, Feng Mo fell asleep.

Feng Wulin opened the notebook and began to check the email. After seeing the email sent by Yan Qingqing, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. The subject of the email was "surprise". He held his breath for an instant.

In the photo, he is standing in the back garden of Yan's house holding a wine glass, Ouyang Han and Ouyang Yuning are standing on his right, Yan Qingqing's friend is behind him, and on his left is a black haired man who only reaches his chin eyed boy.

The young man was wearing a large hospital gown, his eyes were extremely dark, and his complexion was very pale. He was looking at the camera blankly and intently, and raised one hand to make a "v".

He seemed to be translucent all over, and the whole person was out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Feng Wulin stood up almost instantly, his eyes were fixed on the photo, his breathing was rapid, his eyes were terribly deep, his fists were clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged, "...it's Amo."

Stretching out his hand tremblingly to caress the boy's face in the photo, Feng Wulin took a few deep breaths, trying to control his emotions and volume, he spoke in a low voice, cautiously without realizing it, "...Amo .Are you there?" After a pause, he said again: "Amo, if you are here, don't be afraid."

There was silence all around.As if thinking of something, Feng Wulin took the mobile phone on the table and dialed Yan Qingqing's number.

Yan Qingqing had just finished reading Feng Mo's information, and was a little bit lamented that this fellow's road to travel was extremely bumpy, so she received a call from Feng Wulin.Turning his eyes, he probably guessed the purpose of the other party's visit, and he pressed the answer button Shi Shiran, "President Fengda, I know you must be so happy that you can't sleep now, but before asking me questions, shouldn't you praise me?" Lei Feng spirit?"

"The person in the photo is A Mo," Feng Wulin's voice came from the other end of the phone, "You already knew he was by my side."

"That's right, I saw him the last time we met on the plane." Yan Qingqing admitted generously, "But I don't say that I have my reasons, even if I can see the soul body, I can't casually leak their existence."

"Is there any way I can talk to Armor? Can you hear him?"

"No, I can't hear him." Yan Qingqing shrugged, "But you can let him hear you. He should be asleep at this point. I suggest you stop calling him. Soothe him as soon as possible tomorrow. Coax him to sleep more for a few days, the more he sleeps, the faster his soul will condense."

"What do you mean? The soul body is solidified?" Feng Wulin asked doubtfully.

"It means that his soul body has a tendency to further condense. When I saw him today, I found that his soul body has been condensed a lot compared to last time, and his strength has also increased. If there are no mistakes, he can turn back into a human. It's not a [-]% chance though, I just heard an example from my grandmother when I was a kid. It's said to be very rare."

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to, and how can I see him?" Feng Wulin looked at the boy in the photo with a gentle expression.

"Well, it's best not to let him know that he can change people. I remember the example my grandmother said was that the transformation was successful naturally. If you let him know, it may affect his mood. As for seeing him? You have to see It's not impossible for him, the camera knows, right? Just take a photo or video of him. However, if I'm not mistaken, the speed of his soul body solidification has almost reached its peak these days, and you are his most obsessed You should be able to feel where he is." Yan Qingqing rolled her eyes and said with a smirk: "By the way, when you usually let him sleep, you remember to make room for him, he doesn't seem to be used to overlapping other people's bodies. , when we met on the plane last time, this kid slept on the back of your chair, it was a grievance. It is really cute to be reasonable. But... I suspect that he can only stay within a certain range by your side. You'd better Don't move around suddenly when people are sleeping, being pulled and forced to get up is inhumane enough."

"Understood. Thank you." Feng Wulin's voice was low.

Yan Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "You don't need to thank me. Helping homeless lost ghosts find their way home is one of my hobbies, and I'm quite skilled in the business. That's it, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qingqing took another look at Fengmo's profile, shook her head and smiled, deleted the file, turned off the phone, and got up to take a shower.

He had tried so many times and failed to change the plot spell, but it was broken by a personality disorder patient. Should he be brave or a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?

In any case, Feng Wulin has completely fallen on Feng Mo, and judging from his personality, the chance of empathizing with another is zero.Since the most important hero can fall in love with others successfully, the fate of his elder brother Yan Liang and younger brother Yan Yu is not unchangeable.After struggling for so many years, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. It's time to fall in love and squander my youth.

Feng Wulin was not interested in knowing about Yan Qingqing's small calculation. After the other party hung up the phone, he called the inside line and asked the servant to bring a camera. After turning on the video recording function, he began to record every corner of the entire room. , then sit back and import the footage into your notebook.

The screen shifted inch by inch. When halfway through the broadcast, Feng Wulin suddenly reached out and pressed the pause button. His eyes were extremely focused on the boy lying on the sofa sleeping peacefully on the screen. He even forgot to breathe for a while. Those gazes were full of obsession and nostalgia, with the joy of regaining what was lost and the crazy desire for exclusiveness, but it was gentle and not aggressive at all.

On the screen, the boy lying on his side had his face sunk in the soft sofa, one hand was around his waist and he was half encircling himself, and the other hand was hidden under the pillow. Obviously he couldn't grab anything, but he still stretched out his hand. The pillow looked like it was covered, and the trouser legs were turned up a little to reveal the red rope on the feet. It seemed that he was sleeping extremely peacefully.

Feng Wulin stared at the boy sleeping peacefully, and it took a long time before he supported his forehead and let out a low laugh. The laughter was deep and dangerous, with a faint trace of suppressed emotion, and he slowly opened his mouth like a whisper: "finally found you."