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

Nie Zheng's face sank the moment he saw Feng Wulin, especially when he saw that Feng Mo didn't push him away but obediently pushed him into the opponent's arms, an inexplicable sense of crisis rose and flooded instantly The outburst of jealousy made him unsteady, his face changed again and again, and he almost couldn't suppress the other personality in his body.

When Yin stepped aside, Feng Mo and Feng Wulin had finished talking, and Nie Zheng could only see the young man's quiet expression, gentle and deep eyes, and the natural posture of the two embracing each other, while Feng Mo kept his back to him, The boy's face could not be seen.

However, the intimate interaction and physical contact between the two of them made him feel extremely obtrusive, and the kind of warmth that no one can interfere with made him restless, and he wished he could immediately step forward and pull the boy out of the other's arms, and embraced him to declare sovereignty.

He knew Feng Wulin. It was hard not to remember the face that occupied the screen and the headlines of various financial magazines all year round. He also knew the relationship between Feng Mo and the other party's brothers. The relationship between the two was very good. Chongming University Most people also understand.

It's just that even if he knew that Feng Mo was only relying on his elder brother, he couldn't bear it. Ever since he met Feng Mo, he had been secretly observing the boy's behavior habits and activity rules, just to make an appointment with him today, as long as Feng Mo agreed to go to his house to play , he is sure to become friends with the boy and develop a further relationship.

But in so many days of observation, he has never seen Fengmo so dependent on one person. The attachment and care in the boy's gestures cannot be ignored at all, just like two people should be so close by nature, and Feng Wulin is different from The gentle expression when facing other people also made Nie Zheng feel wary. He has a big brother himself, and that kind of look is not what a brother would have at all.

Frowning and taking a step forward, Nie Zheng glanced at Feng Wulin indifferently, nodded and said, "Hello, Mr. Feng." The Feng family has always had a cooperative relationship with his family, and the proper etiquette must be done.

"It's Second Young Master Nie, hello." Feng Wulin let go of Feng Mo in his arms, and put his arms around the boy with one arm, looked at Nie Zheng and nodded, with a calm expression.

Nie Zheng is the young master that the Nie family only recognized last year. Because of the embarrassing status of his mother, he has been raised outside before, and Feng Wulin has heard of it for a long time.But that's not the point, the point is that pink love letter... He still remembers it deeply.

"You can just call me Nie Zheng." Nie Zheng frowned subconsciously, and his face turned colder. He hated people calling him that name the most.

Suppressing the irritability caused by this address in his heart, he looked at Feng Mo, and said in a soft voice, "Feng Mo, what do you think about what I just said? I really want to invite you, if If you think that day is not free, we can have a Halloween date and have a masquerade party, it will be fun."

Feng Mo was held in Feng Wulin's arms. Hearing the sound, he turned around to look at Nie Zheng. Seeing the other party's serious expression and sincere tone, he felt a little embarrassed.

Tomorrow is the final exam. He remembered that Murong Qiuying said in the morning that Halloween would be a week after the exam. In this world, school starts very early and holidays are also very early. Halloween just happens to be at the end of October, but in his current situation , Whether he can go out at that time is still a problem.

Moreover, he is not very good at making friends. Nie Zheng has too little contact with him. He really doesn't know how to get along with him.

Feng Mo has not spoken, Nie Zheng is a little happy, looking at the other party expectantly.The environment in which he lived since he was a child made him particularly sensitive to other people's emotions, and he was often able to sense whether the other party was malicious or not, which allowed him to avoid danger several times.Although Feng Mo didn't speak at this moment, the boy was obviously shaken and hesitant. Does this mean that he is not just a passerby in the other party's heart?

Maybe, that love letter...wasn't as useless as he thought.At least, Feng Mo remembered him, this is a good start.

Just because Feng Mo would hesitate doesn't mean Feng Wulin would too.The infatuation and enthusiasm in Nie Zheng's eyes that are almost overflowing may not be understood by Feng Mo, after all he has no experience in this field at all, but Feng Wulin is different.

He raised his hand and patted Feng Mo's head to attract his attention. Feng Wulin lowered his head and stared into Feng Mo's eyes, "Does Ah Mo want to agree to classmate Nie's invitation? Halloween is a week later if I remember correctly, but Ah Mo I haven't had enough sleep for a while, why don't you take a good rest next time?"

Feng Mo stared blankly at Feng Wulin's deep blue eyes, the deep gentleness inside seemed to be a little different from usual, he nodded in agreement after a moment of trance, and didn't get entangled, "Well, I have to sleep, so I can't play. "

Feng Wulin approached and kissed Feng Mo's forehead, hooked his lips in satisfaction, then looked at Nie Zheng, and said calmly: "My family, Amo, is tired from studying recently, and I have to recuperate and rest, I'm afraid I can't agree with Nie Er Fewer invitations."

Standing by the side, Yin saw Feng Wulin saying "My Amo" in a serious manner, couldn't help coughing, and turned his eyes away from Nie Zheng's expression.

In my lifetime, I can see Mr. Feng beating his love rival with a blank face... He really didn't come in vain today.

Hearing this, Nie Zheng was furious and irritable. He was already irritable. If the person in front of him was someone else, he would definitely go up and fight without saying a word, but reason told him that Feng Wulin belonged to Feng Mo. Brother, if he really does that, I'm afraid Feng Mo will never forgive him for the rest of his life, and Feng Wulin's identity is too troublesome.

After resisting the urge to fight, Nie Zheng pondered Feng Wulin's words carefully, and asked anxiously, "Is Feng Mo uncomfortable?"

His eyes were fixed on Feng Mo all the time, Feng Mo had no choice but to shake his head, "It's not serious, just recuperate and it will be fine."

He didn't tell the truth, but Feng Wulin said, don't tell others about his situation casually, so the unified reply is "It's not in the way, it will be fine after recuperation".

As for whether it will be good or not, it is not something he can guarantee.

"I know an old Chinese doctor with good medical skills. He treated my mother before. If you need me, I can introduce it to you." The concern in Nie Zheng's eyes is real, but Feng Mo can't go because of physical reasons. He still felt unwilling to play with his family. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly had an idea, and he smiled, "Well, can't you go out? Then let me see you. I will come when it is convenient for you." when to go."

Yin of the onlookers: "..." If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain. This trick is well used, and I sympathize with Mr. Feng for a second.

However, Feng Wulin was not angry when he heard the words, he just raised his hand and stroked the back of Feng Mo's head, he held down the palm of the boy's neck and rubbed it, the meaning of exclusiveness was obvious.However, Feng Mo didn't resist too much, just leaned into his arms as usual, with his eyes half closed, obviously feeling very comfortable.

All the reactions were within his expectations, whether it was expressions, eyes or movements, they all fully confirmed his premonition.Feng Mo really couldn't do without him, his habit of Feng Wulin had already been deeply rooted in his bones, it was as natural as breathing, how could he resist?

Feng Wulin didn't need to target Nie Zheng, he didn't need to be nervous at all, because Feng Mo's attitude was the best counterattack.

"Amo wants classmate Nie to come to our house to play?" Feng Wulin asked.

Feng Mo glanced at Nie Zheng, and nodded after a while, "Well, you can ask Yan Yu to come with you."

Nie Zheng finally heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and smiled happily. He looked at Feng Mo with burning eyes, "Then it's a deal. Call me when you're free, and I'll go see you." Then he took out a piece of pink letter paper from his pocket and stuffed it into Feng Mo's hand, "My phone number and address are written on it, don't lose it."

Feng Mo didn't open the letter paper, but just nodded, retracted his hand, and stuffed the paper into... Feng Wulin's pocket.

"..." Nie Zheng's face darkened, "Feng Mo, that's for you."

"Well, I'm afraid of losing it, so Feng Wulin will keep it for me." Feng Mo replied as a matter of course.

Feng Wulin just glanced at the obviously impatient boy across the street with a half-smile, then retracted his gaze, and hugged Feng Mo tightly, "Amo, come with me to pack your schoolbags, let's go home first."

"Oh." Feng Mo responded, saying goodbye to Nie Zheng, "Goodbye." He turned around and entered the classroom with Feng Wulin, leaving behind Nie Zheng with an inexplicable expression.

The tall and thin boy stood at the door of the classroom for a while, seeing Feng Wulin bent over to help Feng Mo pack his schoolbag, while the boy stood aside obediently, talking to Murong Qiuying, finally squeezed his fists, turned around and strode away .

He just got to know Feng Mo relatively late, it doesn't mean that he has no chance, Feng Wulin is not easy to get along with, he may still have many difficulties to get close to Feng Mo, but the more it is like this, the more challenging it is, isn't it?

He has never conceded defeat.

Yin looked at Nie Zheng's back and shook his head.After all, the second young master of the Nie family is a newborn calf and is not afraid of tigers. Feng Wulin didn't do anything just because Feng Mo was there, and it was because he didn't regard Nie Zheng as a "rival in love" at all, otherwise he wouldn't have allowed Mo Shao to agree to the other party's request .It's just that Nie Zheng still can't see through it. The rumors that Second Young Master Nie is competitive and refuses to admit defeat are not groundless.If you get frustrated later, you may not be able to accept it.

Just as he was thinking, Murong Qiuying's voice came from behind, and Yin quickly turned around and entered the classroom.

Murong Qiuying watched Feng Wulin tidy up Feng Mo's stationery, and snorted, "Feng Mo, did you really agree to that thorn head to play at your house?" The thorn head she was talking about was Nie Zheng.

"Yeah." Feng Mo yawned.

"That guy Nie Zheng knows how to fight all day long. Why do you get involved with him if you have nothing to do? What if he is not happy to beat you?" Murong Qiuying is very prejudiced against Nie Zheng. After all, the other party is completely from Chongming College. Notoriously fond of fighting and making troubles, he was punished by Ouyang Han every two days and went his own way.

"No." Feng Mo took a sip of water, covered the cup and handed the cup to Feng Wulin, asking him to put it in his schoolbag, "Nie Zheng, don't hit me. He came to my house, let Yan Yu play with him."

Murong Qiuying was immediately happy, "I said, why did you agree to let him go to your house to play? It turns out that you came up with this idea, it's too bad for you! You despise brother Xiaoyu who goes to your house to make trouble for you all day, so I thought Let the two of them play together~ That's right," Murong Qiuying nodded her chin and muttered, "One of them is a sports madman and the other is a brawling madman, it's just right to get together~"

Feng Mo blinked, but did not refute.His original intention was actually similar to what Murong Qiuying said, but he didn't want Yan Yu and Nie Zheng to get together because he thought they were troublesome, but because he was too poor to play with Yan Yu in many activities , Nie Zheng came to accompany Yan Yu just now.

What's more, Yan Yu has a carefree personality and is very active. He often asks Fengmo to go out for a walk at one moment, and suddenly wants to play basketball at the next moment. Fengmo can't keep up with his rhythm, and Nie Zheng can cope with it even if he is not familiar with it. No, so let the two of them get to know each other, and the three of them will probably get along better.

When he agreed to Nie Zheng, Feng Wulin could hear the meaning of Feng Mo's words, so he didn't object.

"Amo, let's go." Feng Wulin held Feng Mo's schoolbag in one hand, and pulled the boy into his arms with the other.

Seeing this, Murong Qiuying waved her hand, "Goodbye, Fengmo, and brother Rin. I am looking forward to the Halloween masquerade. You two had better get a unique look, especially brother Rin. You can't wear a suit this year." The suit appeared! See you~"

Feng Mo also said goodbye to the other party, and left the school with Feng Wulin.

As soon as he came out of the teaching building, he saw Gu Xi, Feng Wulin handed him his schoolbag, turned around and squatted down in front of Feng Mo, looked back at him, "A Mo, come up."

Feng Mo obediently leaned over and fell on Feng Wulin's back, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Feng Wulin's neck, and was picked up by the young man, then seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief, and closed his eyes exhaustedly.

He has held on until now, which is already the limit.

Gu Xi glanced at the young man with his eyes closed on Feng Wulin's back, his brows and eyes were full of tiredness and weakness that couldn't be concealed, and Feng Wulin's expression became more and more calm.

Mo Shao's persistence time today has been shortened by a quarter compared to yesterday. If this continues, his waking time will become zero sooner or later.

Feng Wulin quickly brought Feng Mo back home, put Feng Mo on the bed, Feng Wulin took off his coat, shoes and socks for him, twisted a hot towel and carefully wiped his face and hands, and then Tucked in the comforter.

Leaning over to stare at Feng Mo's sleeping face, Feng Wulin lowered his head and kissed the boy's forehead, then pressed against his forehead, rubbing it lightly.

Feng Mo seemed to be aware of it, struggled to open his eyes, saw that it was Feng Wulin, and imitated the other party and rubbed his forehead with him, his voice was low and weak, "Feng Wulin, I fell asleep again."

"Yeah. Ah Mo is too tired. Are you still sleeping?" Feng Wulin's voice was low.

"...Feng Wulin, I want to sleep." Feng Mo finally admitted honestly that he was really sleepy, and he was just insisting on his willpower to speak now.

Feng Wulin clenched his fists, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice, "It's 10:30 in the morning, Amo, let's make an appointment, shall we? You will wake up when the time comes, okay?"

"Okay." Feng Mo pulled his hand out from under the quilt, touched Feng Wulin's eyes, "Feng Wulin, don't be sad."

"Well, I'm not sad." Feng Wulin backed away a little, held Feng Mo's hand, brought it to his lips and kissed the back of it lightly, "Five in the afternoon, how about it? Ammo dare to agree?"

"Okay." Feng Mo didn't hesitate.

"Then if Ah Mo didn't wake up, how would I punish you?"

"Well... just... it's okay..." Feng Mo replied in a vague voice, and finally closed his eyes as if he couldn't hold it anymore. He tilted his head and didn't respond. It's... a coma.

Feng Wulin stared at his face for a long time, carefully adjusted the position of the pillow for Feng Mo, then bent down and hugged him tightly, hugging him deeply.

Even though the veins were bulging from the clenched fist, the strength in his hand was just right, and his handsome face was calm.He said in a low voice: "Then it's settled. If you don't wake up, you will be punished. Amo...you can't break your promise."

At every moment, he was facing the risk of losing the other party completely, but he still restrained himself in this way, all his emotions were restrained under the calm appearance, and no one could notice it at all.

But he can only believe in Feng Mo, and that his A Mo is firm enough to wake up as promised.

When Yang Jin arrived at Feng's house in the evening, only the maids were cleaning the living room. He turned and went to the dining room. Dinner was already ready.Seeing Gu Xi coming in from the outside, he hurriedly asked, "Where are the President and Young Master Mo?"

"Boss Feng is upstairs, Young Master Mo is still sleeping." Gu Xi said uncertainly.Feng Mo is now sleeping longer and longer, and it is impossible to predict when he will wake up.

Yang Jin frowned worriedly, "Did you sleep for so long again today? Didn't the president say anything?"

"Well, let me do the math, it's two hours longer than yesterday. Mr. Feng didn't say anything, and he hasn't come out of the bedroom since he picked up Young Master Mo." Gu Xi was also worried.

"I'll go take a look." Yang Jin turned around and strode upstairs.

In the bedroom upstairs, Feng Wulin was lying beside Feng Mo and looking at him, slowly patting his back with one hand, "Four fifty-nine. A Mo, the time is almost up."

Feng Mo didn't respond.

Feng Wulin turned over and fell on top of him, propped up his body to avoid being pressed against him, lowered his head and kissed Feng Mo's forehead. "Amo, get up."

Feng Mo didn't respond.

Kiss the eyes. "If you can't afford it, then spank."

The boy was breathing weakly.

Kiss the tip of the nose. "Amo is the only family I have left, do you have the heart to leave me?"

Feng Mo closed his eyes.

The hour hand is steadily pointing to five.

Feng Wulin curled his lips into a chuckle, pinched Feng Mo's chin and kissed his pale lips, "It's time."

"...I'm awake." A weak voice sounded.

Barely opening his eyes halfway, Feng Mo whispered: "Feng Wulin, I haven't exceeded the time." He struggled to stretch his hands out from under the quilt to hug Feng Wulin, but was suddenly hugged by the other party.

The hands holding him were getting tighter and tighter, as if wishing to rub him into the body.

"Feng Wulin, you hug...too tight." Feng Mo finally freed his hands and hugged him back. "I won't... sleep forever, I know you are waiting for me to wake up."

"Feng Wulin, don't be afraid." Feng Mo said slowly.

However, his hands were trembling from the very beginning.He was more scared than Feng Wulin, if he hadn't hinted in his mind over and over again before falling asleep that he had to wake up, maybe he really wouldn't have woken up.Because he couldn't let Feng Wulin go, he wanted to live, to live with her.

"Why are you afraid?" After a long time, Feng Wulin finally loosened his grip, and pressed his thin lips against Feng Mo's ears, "Ah Mo won't wake up, we'll sleep together. You don't have to worry about not being able to find me wherever you go, don't be afraid .”

"it is good."

Yang Jin at the door of the bedroom leaned against the door frame, smiled silently, closed the door quietly and left.

Death is sometimes not the scariest thing for some people, the scariest thing is separation.But if you live in the same quilt and die in the same acupuncture point, then you really have nothing to fear.

The final exam is coming as scheduled.

Feng Mo put a fever-reducing sticker on his forehead, took a sip of coffee, then lowered his head and wrote the answer seriously.He has taken eight exams, and this is the last one on the last day.

He had a little fever since this morning. Fu Yu came over to show him and gave him an injection, and directly pasted a fever reduction sticker on his forehead. Yang Jin couldn't see it and wanted to take it off for him, but Fu Yu stopped him.

"What are you doing? How old is Mo Shao and you are still posting fever-reducing stickers on him?" Yang Jin looked at her lover with a headache.Fever-reducing stickers are rarely used by adults, because the effect is not obvious and they are almost useless. Only children are more suitable for use.

"Shao Mo went to school for the exam and couldn't put a towel on it, so it's just right to stick this on." Fu Yu didn't think so, bent down and carefully pasted it on Feng Mo, and helped him comb his bangs, nodded, "Don't worry, Mo Shao, Although the effect of this is not particularly good, you can still use this in your current situation. Remember to replace it with a new one when you have lunch."

"Oh." Feng Mo nodded, touched the thing on his forehead, felt a little strange, and took the antipyretic patch handed over by Fu Yu.

But now that he was doing the questions seriously in the examination room, he didn't feel embarrassed anymore.Feng Wulin is still outside waiting for him to go home after the exam, he has to do well in the exam.

After checking the test papers in the last 10 minutes, Feng Mo breathed a sigh of relief, handed in the papers, and left the examination room.

When I went downstairs with my schoolbag on my back, my head was dizzy, so I had to sit down at the top of the stairs, and after a while, I barely stood up and walked down.

When he came out of the teaching building, he saw Feng Wulin, Feng Mo finally got a little more energetic, ran over at a faster speed and threw himself into the opponent's arms.

Feng Wulin was hit by him and opened his eyes, but his body remained motionless, hugging him, "How do you feel?"

"Well, it's pretty good. Physics and chemistry are easy, but composition...is so difficult, but I wrote [-] words this time, so I'm sure I won't fail." Feng Mo still couldn't forget the zero score last time, "It doesn't seem to be as good as last time."

"What did A Mo write in this composition?" Feng Wulin was curious.

"The title is 'Meeting xxx', I filled it... well, I filled in 'Meeting Feng Wulin'. It feels worse than last time." Feng Mo was still not satisfied.

Seeing him coming out, Zhou Yu, who wanted to come over to ask about the situation, was blinded when he heard this.

What is the difference between this "Meeting Feng Wulin" and the previous "To My Favorite Feng Wulin"?She could almost predict Feng Mo's composition score.

As expected last time... I didn't understand her words at all.However, it is estimated that even if he understands it, the boy will not change it.There are some things that Feng Mo can be stubborn about.

Shaking his head, Zhou Yu left directly.Perhaps it would be better to respect Fengmo's choice.

Feng Mo rubbed Feng Wulin's neck with his eyes closed, "Feng Wulin, go home... sleep."

"Okay." Feng Wulin agreed in a deep voice, but when he lowered his head, he found that Feng Mo had lost consciousness.