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

Feng Mo looked at Yan Qingqing's exquisite and beautiful face and elegant smile, lowered his head and thought for a while before slowly saying: "On the plane that day, you struck up a conversation with Feng Wulin...why do you know I'm there?"

Yan Qingqing casually tucked her loose long hair behind her ears, held a rose under her nose and sniffed lightly, a slightly mysterious smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, then stood up on her knees, taking advantage of Feng Wulin's return Before coming over, he stretched out his hand and patted Feng Mo's head, "Well... I can see things that you can't see, the same kind you used to be. After all, I am the chosen one... the surviving man. You understand what I mean ?"

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Yan Yu looked Yan Qingqing up and down several times with a strange expression, and said calmly for the first time: "Second brother, you are the surviving man, then I am the surviving boy?"

Yan Qingqing rubbed her chin, turned her head and replied seriously: "No, I am the only one, unparalleled in the world, the last supper, I am electricity, I am light, I am the only myth. Be good Xiao Yu, don't worship me, as long as you Keep working hard, and sooner or later you will grow into a confident and strong man like me."

Yan Yu: "..." Can he pretend that he just passed by and doesn't know this person at all?It's shameful to have an older brother who is so narcissistic... He felt so tired.

"I didn't invite you here to show how 'different' you are, Er Shao Yan. If Yan Yu is as 'independent and self-confident' as you are, Yan Liang might be too worried to sleep." Feng With one hand in his pocket and the other pressing on Feng Mo's shoulder, Wu Lin stood behind the boy and spoke sarcastically, but his eyes were always on the person sitting on the swing.

Yan Qingqing chuckled lightly when she heard the words, shook her head indifferently, and did not refute. She went straight to observe Feng Mo's face carefully, and squatted down to look at his hands on his knees. Cyanosis frowned almost invisibly.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, he reached out his hand and took out a thin red string from the windbreaker pocket, with a small golden bell tied on it, looked up at Feng Wulin's gloomy face, smiled lightly, and pulled Guo Fengmo tied the red rope around his left hand and tied it in a tight knot.Then he clapped his hands and stood up, and said with a smile: "It seems that little Fengmo is fine. The time span of his soul and body solidification is almost exactly the same as the example recorded by my grandmother, and the symptoms are also very similar. It's just that he had Suffering from congenital heart disease, the cyanosis on the hands still exists despite the fact that there is no discomfort, which seems to be different from that precedent."

"What do you mean? And what about the rope?" Feng Wulin frowned and asked.

"Hmm... He seems to have brought everything from his previous life intact, not just the clothes, but also his whole body. I suspect... Tsk! Actually it's nothing, the bell must be worn, help him Solid soul, unless it falls off by itself, otherwise it's better not to take it off." Yan Qingqing seemed a little distressed, he thought for a while before continuing: "Feng Mo should be very clear about the current situation, anyway, from the inside out , In addition to his appearance and physical characteristics, his thinking mode and physical diseases should all come back together, am I right?"

Feng Mo subconsciously curled his fingers, retracted his hands into his sleeves, and blocked the cyanosis on his fingers. He raised his head and glanced at Feng Wulin, and seeing that the other party was also staring at him intently, he nodded to Yan Qingqing, "Exactly the same Yes, it's exactly the same as before I came here. But... I don't cough up blood, and I don't feel difficult to breathe. I'm not... sick." He seemed to be a little stubborn suddenly, and repeated, "I'm cured .”

Yan Qingqing just stared into his eyes for a while, suppressed the inexplicable worries in her heart, and nodded in agreement, "That's right, your soul and body are very strong, and you are indeed healed." Handed it to Feng Mo, and joked: "This is a gift that I specially prepared for you special groups. You must know that not every Ah Piao has this kind of treatment. Don't you accept my meeting gift?"

Feng Mo reached out and took the flowers and hugged them in his arms. The white roses brought out his paler complexion than ordinary people, so white that it was almost transparent. His dark eyes blinked slowly, and he looked at Yan Qingqing seriously. He said softly, "Thank you."

Yan Qingqing smiled, and said in a soft voice: "It is my honor to serve the special group." After speaking, she waved her hands to Feng Mo and Feng Wulin, and casually picked up Yan Yu who looked tired beside her, and leaned over to help him He patted off the leaves that got on his body because of the rolling grass, and took him outside with him in his arms. Before leaving, he even winked at Ouyang Han.

Ouyang Han coughed lightly, nodded to Feng Wulin and followed Yan Qingqing out.

Feng Mo looked at the backs of the three people without knowing why, and asked suspiciously: "Why do I feel...they seem to have something to say? But they don't say it clearly. I can't...do you know?"

Feng Wulin bent down and picked Feng Mo off the swing, walked around the flowers and walked into the villa, with a low and beautiful voice, "It's okay, Yan Qingqing has always been that character, and she probably intends to ask Ouyang Han about Ouyang Yuning. Ah Leave them alone, go back and take a shower first?"

"...Okay. But, can I wash it myself?"

"No. You'll fall."

"But... I've only fallen once. I'm sure not this time."

"No, I don't worry. Didn't Amo watch me take a bath for a month before, if you don't watch it, do you think it's fair to me?"

"...How can this be the same. I..."

"Why is it different? Amo is bullying me to be honest?"

"……No."

"Good boy. I'll take you to the company tomorrow."

"Well! You can't lie to me."

"Okay, don't lie to Amo."

Feng Wulin did fulfill his promise the next day and took Feng Mo to the company. In his opinion, what he promised to A Mo must be done, not to mention that it is not a big deal.

Although he was unwilling to let Feng Mo go out in his heart, Feng Wulin had to admit that what Ouyang Han said was right.

With Fengmo, he really won't feel lonely anymore, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't need friends at all. His Amo should have more things: recognition and appreciation from others, friendship and communication.That would make Fengmo happier.

The two went out to the company early in the morning, but Yang Jin, who was left behind, felt very conflicted.

Feng Mo is still a black household up to now, Yang Jin was going to help him with the enrollment procedures but found that Feng Mo did not have an account, so he had to ask Feng Wulin for instructions, but the president of his family asked him to apply for Feng Mo's account without further ado, not only could he not change The name must also be the same account book as Feng Wulin...

Yang Jin, who was caught off guard by being stuffed with dog food, became mentally unbalanced. The CEO forbade him to have an affectionate relationship with Fu Yuxiu, but he sprinkled dog food every day, which was simply capricious!Double standard!Unreasonable trouble!

In fact, Yang Jin really wanted to suggest to the CEO of his family to change "Feng Mo" to "Feng Mo" directly, after all... May lovers in the world become brothers eventually, ha ha.Who made him and Dr. Fu's marriage certificate not available after five years.

However, Assistant Yang didn't want to be laid off for the time being, so he wisely stated that he had no objection to obeying the order.

The matter of household registration is not difficult, Yang Jin is more worried about Feng Wulin's current mental state.It's not that there is anything wrong with the president, but that his desire to control Feng Mo has reached a pathological level. Fu Yu has been working overtime in the hospital recently and has no energy to pay attention to Feng Wulin's situation. Everyone understands.

Let’s not talk about taking care of Feng Mo personally at home, but now Feng Mo hugs him almost everywhere he goes, and the president is not happy when he makes suggestions, but Feng Mo’s personality is not as good as Feng Wulin’s Rin is strong, he trusts Feng Wulin too much, he is often coaxed to forget the initial dissatisfaction after a few words of protest, and he will never really lose his temper.In front of Feng Wulin, Feng Mo has no power to resist at all, even if his vigilance has been touched, his illness is doomed that he cannot do without the other party.

Originally, there was no big problem between the two of you, I wish, but I was afraid that Feng Wulin would accidentally step on the line. Too much control sometimes not only brings a sense of security to people, but also may cause people to feel overwhelmed. The limit of the opponent's endurance will bring destruction.

When Yang Jin entered the CEO's office with a stack of documents and asked Feng Wulin for approval, she saw the secretary Alice holding a milk pestle at the door with a shocked expression on her face.

Sighing helplessly, Yang Jin stretched out her hand and waved in front of Alice. Seeing that she finally recovered, she put on a standard smile and asked, "Why don't you go in?"

"Assistant Yang, I have a very, very important matter that you need to answer. It is related to whether my future career will be smooth." Alice put away the shock on her face, and looked up at Yang Jin with a serious expression.

Yang Jin: "..."

When I don't know, do you actually want to gossip?Also about the future workplace?

Couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart, Yang Jin smiled and said, "It's my honor to answer the question for the beautiful secretary, what's the question?"

"...Is that so, the kid in the office... is the illegitimate son of the CEO?" Alice took a deep breath, and finally mustered up the courage to ask the question.

...Alice, that is the CEO's future lover, so you say the CEO will cry, okay?No, if the president hears this, we both have to cry together, do you understand?

Yang Jin also took a deep breath, and replied calmly: "Who told you that it was the president...? Don't make up your mind all day long, that boy is the president's friend, so don't mention it again. If the president hears it, I don't think you need to stay any longer."

"Isn't it? Well," Alice shrugged, stretched out her hand to zip her mouth, and said in a low voice, "I promise I won't say it again. But that kid looks really small, and he doesn't look like that." It looks so popular, especially wearing a hat. When I first saw it, I thought it was an exquisite real doll, and its temperament is really special."

Yang Jin twitched the corners of her mouth, and recalled Feng Mo's outfit today, and had to admit that Alice's description was indeed a bit similar, Feng Mo's whole body was either black or white, his facial features were too delicate, and his lips were bloodless and extremely light. He does look a little like him when he's sitting still.

"Okay, it's better not to talk nonsense about that child, and don't discuss it with other people. If you make the CEO angry about this matter, I can't save you even ten of them. Give me the milk." Yang Jin stretched out her hand He took the milk in Alice's hand, opened the door and walked in.

Feng Mo is sitting on the sofa with a plate of cakes in his arms and watching TV. The peaked cap on his head has been taken off and placed on the president's desk. Cartoons are playing on the TV, and the voice is turned down, but he is watching very seriously. After a while, I picked up a fork and dug a piece of cake from the plate and stuffed it into my mouth. Every time I dug, I stopped to eat and thought for a few seconds, and then repeated my thoughts after chewing in my mouth.

Yang Jin glanced at Feng Wulin who was sitting behind the desk reading documents, walked to the tea table and put the milk in front of Feng Mo, sharp-eyed and noticed that the boy's usually bloodless lips had turned bright red and a little swollen at this moment, but he just pretended to be I didn't notice, and asked him in a low voice, "Why does Feng Mo have to think about eating cake?"

Fengmo took a sip of the milk, licked off the milk stains around his mouth, and then slowly replied: "Rin said, I have to like to eat, the taste of food...everything is different, I always don't pay attention to their taste is not right, You have to learn... to enjoy delicious food." He turned his head and glanced at Feng Wulin, then looked away, and added: "But... Feng Wulin said that there should be thoughts after eating, I don't seem to have any ideas. This what to do?"

"...It's okay, just tell him it's delicious and you like it." Yang Jin comforted him.

Feng Mo shook his head with a sullen face, "Feng Wulin said, what others taught me... I can't listen to it, I have to think for myself." Although his face was still expressionless, his eyes looked a little distressed.

Yang Jin squeezed her brows and straightened her waist, thinking that your Rin is short of putting an exclusive mark on you, and not letting you listen to other people's words is probably just the first step.

Sighing secretly, Yang Jin finally smiled at Feng Mo comfortingly, and comforted: "It's okay, you can say whatever you want, he won't be angry."

Feng Mo stared at Yang Jin's smile for a while, then nodded slowly, obviously relieved, "Understood, thank you for the milk."

"You're welcome."