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

Feng Mo frowned, and walked slowly towards the bushes.

He always felt that this place and the screams that appeared at this time were inexplicably familiar. Originally, Feng Wulin would not let him go to dangerous places, but for some reason, there was a strange voice urging him all the time. past.

The voice was very distant and ethereal, and it seemed to linger around me when I didn't pay attention, but I couldn't hear it when I listened carefully.

Bypassing the big tree, there is an open space in front of you.

Feng Mo looked at the students who were lying on the ground and couldn't stop screaming, and unconsciously took a step back.

Each of them was covered with scars, some of their faces were swollen and some were even covered with blood. They were all lying on the ground with painful expressions, and kept swearing out of their mouths. Only a few of them shrank their eyes. beg for mercy.

And sitting opposite them was a tall boy, one of his hands was twisted by his side in a strange and uncoordinated posture, it seemed that he had broken a bone, his whole arm was bruised and bleeding, and he looked quite terrifying.

He stared at the few people on the ground with a grim expression, turned his head and spit on the ground, cursing: "Fuck! Don't be rude? Didn't you say that I'm going to have my hands and feet broken? Tsk! A bunch of cowards!"

A boy lying on the ground blushed immediately and retorted: "What are you talking about? Nie Zheng, don't think that you can be the boss if you are good at skills. It's not your turn to make decisions in Chongming. If you enter the territory of the brothers, you will be the boss." Follow the rules, our boss is not free today, or do you think you can get it right?"

Nie Zheng sneered, reached out and tore off the bow tie on the school uniform shirt, unbuttoned two buttons, stood up and moved his hands and feet, walked up to the boy with one hand in his pocket, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then unexpectedly raised his foot and kicked him. Touch that boy's belly.

The strength he used was obviously great, and the opponent was kicked by him directly and slid half a meter away, and his mouth was so painful that he couldn't even scream.

"You think I'm good enough to be the boss?" He smiled maliciously, but there was no smile in his dark green eyes. I'm going!"

As soon as the voice fell, several boys around who had been silent for a long time immediately lifted up the boy who had just shouted, and ran out like fleeing for their lives.

Nie Zheng looked at their backs with a sneer, and didn't stop laughing until the group of people walked away. He frowned and looked at the boy who had been standing quietly since he just walked over.

For a long time, Nie Zheng remembered the first time he saw Feng Mo. The boy came around from behind the big tree and walked towards him slowly against the light. The color on his body was the ultimate in simplicity - white Hei, everything is so delicate and perfect that he doesn't look like a real person. He looked down at himself with a wooden face, and the sun shone from behind him, outlining his thin outline. At first glance, it seemed that he was not from the world illusion.

He closed his eyes and looked at himself quietly for a while, then reached out and took out a handkerchief from his uniform pocket, took a bottle of fruit juice and a small bottle of medicine from his bag, and quietly put the things on his back without talking to him. On the grass beside him, ignoring his own snarky words, he got up and glanced at him, then turned and left slowly.

From then on, he could never forget Feng Mo's expressionless and dignified temperament, just standing silently and looking down at him. He was just, very quiet, and in a trance he thought he had met an angel.

Oh, of course, these are just "he thought" things.

In fact, Feng Mo didn't know that he had just walked a few steps and pretended to be a coercion invisible, and the plot of being an angel was not in his script at all.

You know, the reason why he "walked slowly in front of Nie Zheng" was not because he was calm, but because he walked slowly. Feng Wulin was afraid that he would fall if he had a poor sense of balance, so he usually asked him to walk slowly .

And "backlight appears" is entirely because the design of that place is facing away from the afternoon sun, and he wants to avoid backlight unless he holds an umbrella.

As for delivering medicine and ignoring the harsh tone of the other party, can he say that he just habitually helps people in trouble and hates talking too much to strangers?

Sometimes, misunderstanding is always so beautiful.Especially for a student like Nie Zheng who has a strong brain power, Feng Mo is an angel in his heart.

After delivering the medicine, Feng Mo left. He only appeared because of that voice, and it was also because of that voice that he delivered medicine and water.Although he thought about trying to change his approach and not listen to that voice, when he made up his mind to implement it, he felt very uneasy, and finally chose to give up.

Fortunately, that voice didn't imply that he was doing anything special, if it was just helping others, he really didn't mind.

Leaving the garden and continuing to the teaching building, Fengmo recalled the experiments in the chemistry textbook he read last night, and slowly sorted out the experiment process in his mind one by one. He walked slowly to the stairs, and was about to go upstairs. He suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed his wrist.

The whole person was staggered for several steps, Feng Mo barely stood still, grabbed the handrail of the stairs with one hand to stabilize his body, turned his head blankly, and bumped into a pair of cold dark green eyes.

Frowning slightly, Feng Mo twisted his wrist and tried to pull his hand out, but he couldn't move, the opponent's hand was so strong that it almost seemed to crush his wrist.

"...Can you stop grabbing me like this?" Feng Mo gave up struggling expressionlessly, and looked up at the person in front of him.

Hearing his voice, the other party seemed a little dazed, his sharp gaze became a little dazed, and his hand subconsciously relaxed, Feng Mo took the opportunity to pull out his hand, and put it behind his back without intending to take it out.

His wrists seemed to have a grudge against others, always suffering innocent people, it was simply poisonous.Before finding out the reason, he didn't want to have physical contact with anyone except Feng Wulin, and he would be scolded if he broke his hand and went home.

"What's your name?" With dark green eyes fixed on Feng Mo's face, the young man stubbornly blocked in front of the stairs and refused to budge.

Feng Mo pursed his lips, his expression was expressionless but he was in a daze.He had already recognized that this person was the boy Nie Zheng who had just been drugged by him, but the other party clearly disdained his help before, and drove him away with a very bad tone, why did he come here to ask his name now?

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it, just asking for the name is nothing to care about.Feng Mo blamed the other party's behavior on his fickle personality, took a step back calmly and moved away from the other party, and then answered: "My name is Feng Mo." After a pause, he continued: "Go to class quickly, I'm leaving .”

"My name is Nie Zheng, remember it for me." Seeing that he was about to leave, Nie Zheng quickly stretched out his hand and wanted to grab his wrist, subconsciously yelling irritably.

Feng Mo dodged around and looked at him with a wooden face, "I don't have a father, I want to look for someone else as I am."

It's not that he hates people who occasionally swear, but he hates people who are rude.Yan Yu's catchphrase is "It's the dog's day", but he only uses it to complain, and never curses.

Nie Zheng froze immediately when he heard his words, and the yelling stopped abruptly. He was silent for a while before he snorted coldly: "I didn't mean it, who told you to leave in a hurry. Hey! You delivered me medicine today , I will cover you if I am not busy in the future. But you have to listen to me."

"...No need." Feng Mo looked up at the sky, "I'm leaving."

"I can't even tell you to listen to me?" Nie Zheng frowned, "It's not difficult, and I won't let you do bad things. What are you afraid of?"

Feng Mo stopped his movements, his eyes were a little cold, "You are busy with your work, don't cover me. I also... don't like to be obedient." He finished speaking bluntly, turned and went upstairs without looking at the other party's expression.

Being gentle does not mean that there is no principle. Feng Wulin is different from other people. He is willing to be obedient, but it does not mean that anyone can make him obedient. It is not acting.Most importantly, Nie Zheng's eyes... are very strange.

When you look at him, it's not like looking at people at all, it's more like looking at other things, as if you want to see his thoughts through his face and eyes.This feeling is very strange and creepy, but the moment he speaks, he can't see anything wrong, and his eyes are very sincere.

The other party's eyes were like thorns on his back, he frowned suspiciously, Feng Mo pressed his lips tightly, and walked upstairs at a faster speed.

Nie Zheng, who was left behind, just stared at Feng Mo's back, touched his chin, licked his lips playfully and said, "Sure enough, he is very vigilant. It's interesting. This boy is definitely interesting to play, but he doesn't know how to play." What will it taste like..."

However, as soon as he said this, his face changed instantly, and then he tightly covered his forehead in pain, and cursed at the air in a very disgusted tone: "Shut up, don't put your dirty thoughts on the ground!" On me. Disgusting! If you dare to attack that kid just now, I will cut you alive!"

After he finished speaking, he took a few quick breaths again, with a ferocious expression on his face, he closed his eyes fiercely, and when he was completely calm, he turned and left with an ugly expression.

Feng Mo didn't see Feng Wulin at the school gate when school was over in the evening, the other party clearly said that he would come to pick him up.

After waiting for a while, a familiar car drove up to him, and then the door was opened, Ye Zhi walked down quickly, and when he saw him, he opened his arms wide to give him a hug.

"Aren't you happy to see Dad silently? Wait a minute, it's so cute to see this little aggrieved face, come and let Dad hug you." Ye Zhi laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

Feng Mo put his hand on his shoulder, and said slowly: "Ye Zhi, Feng Wulin said, you hug me once... you won't be allowed to send me to school."

"...When did the president say that, Dad doesn't know." Ye Zhi tried to play dumb.

Feng Mo looked at him with a blank face, "If you don't stop...I'll return the puppy to you." He was talking about the toy dog ​​that the other party gave him.

"Okay." Ye Zhi sighed and put down his hands.The son was finally willing to accept his gift, if it was returned, he would never let Feng acquiesce to him in the future.He stretched out his hand to open the car door, let Feng Mo get in the car, bent down to fasten his seat belt, Ye Zhi walked around to the other side to get in the car, and asked with a crackling voice while driving, "Are you happy at school today, baby? Are you used to class? Are you sure?" Making new friends? Is the class difficult? Do you need a tutor?"

"..." Why is the question Ye Zhi asked so similar to Feng Wulin's question at noon?Feng Mo glanced at him in surprise, then shook his head, there are still some differences, for example: Feng Wulin doesn't talk like pouring beans.

"I'm very happy. I'm used to it. I have new friends. It's not difficult. I don't need tutoring." Feng Mo answered very seriously, even the order was correct.

"..." Ye Zhi took a deep breath, "I said son, who gave you the habit of speaking like this? It's not a question, so you don't need to be so concise and clear." Ye Zhi simply "hate iron but not steel", son With such a short answer, how can he start the topic and how to cultivate father-son relationship?

"Taught by Feng Wulin." Feng Mo took it for granted. "He said, you have to be organized, and you can't talk without beginning and end." For Feng Mo's language, it's too early to understand what he's talking about if it's not clear, okay?

Ye Zhi: ...The hot chicken CEO robbed his precious son!

"Momo, Dad told you that Mr. Feng is indeed very capable in all aspects, but," he paused, "you can't follow the path he planned. It will make you lose yourself more and more. No Dad deliberately provoked your feelings, but... don't you think that the president treats you...differently? He takes over everything you do, so what happens when he gets married? Could it be possible to adopt you and treat you as a son? "

Feng Mo blinked slowly, and wondered for a while before asking: "What... isn't it? Feng Wulin wants to teach me what he knows, and I want to learn too." His eyes were very serious.

"Son, he can't teach you forever, can he?" Ye Zhi's voice was very soft, as if afraid of scaring him.

However, Feng Mo frowned and asked back: "Why... can't you teach for a lifetime?" He seemed a little at a loss, with a rare look of grievance in his eyes, "Feng Wulin said, he must keep teaching me. He keeps his word."

Ye Zhi frowned, "Momo, verbal promises can't be taken seriously at all. Mr. Feng values ​​you, I know that. But people are always selfish. He will get married and have children sooner or later. What will you do when he falls in love? What about getting married? "

Feng Mo pursed his lips, lowered his head and did not speak.

Ye Zhi stretched out his hand and patted his head comfortingly, "Father just reminds you, it's not against you making friends, but you should pay attention to what you should pay attention to."

However, Feng Mo was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are wrong. Feng Wulin is not... just kidding, I asked him to write me a contract, so he can't renege on his debt. Don't try to... bluff me .”

Ye Zhi: "..." Son, your brain circuit is so clear, have you considered my feeling as a father?

The author has something to say:

②Small Theater: Brain supplementation is a disease that can be cured.

Nie Zheng: Boy, are you playful?

Fengmo: ...not playing.

Nie Zheng: You are the first person who cares about me, like an angel, I remember.

"Angel" Feng Mo: ... [If he knew that I was a ghost before, I don't know how he would feel]