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

The young man with milky complexion sat barefoot on the stairs, his shiny toes curled up slightly, his half-length black hair hung softly to his neck, he stretched out his hands to rub his calves with a wooden face, his deep-lined facial features gave people a An extremely cold illusion, but the panda pajamas on his body added a bit of childishness to him, softening the temperament of repelling people thousands of miles away.

He seemed to have just woken up, his pale face was blushing at this moment, he just looked straight at the man standing at the door, seeing that Feng Wulin finally found his presence and looked over, he simply stretched out his arms towards him. Call for help.

"Feng Wulin, I seem...can't walk anymore."

Feng Wulin at the door was only stunned for a moment before recovering, waved away Ye Lan who was running over to try to stop him, strode to the front of the stairs, half squatted down and reached out to hug the sitting person tightly into his arms.

The waist was strangled so painfully, Feng Mo clung to Feng Wulin's arms, his chin rested on the other's shoulder and rubbed against the other's shoulder, blinked, and stretched out his hand to hug the man back.

"Feng Wulin, have I... slept for a long time?" After not speaking for a long time, his throat suddenly felt a little sore and his voice was very hoarse. Hug each other. "Sorry, I saw those three... Easter eggs. I got up late again."

"No. A Mo didn't sleep for a long time." Feng Wulin comforted in a low voice, and licked Feng Mo's fair ears with hot lips, sticky and gentle.

His hands holding Feng Mo were clearly trembling, and his dark blue eyes had completely turned blood red, but he was still breathing steadily with half-closed eyes, and his voice was deep and low to comfort the other party, as if his emotions were really as he expressed. As quiet.

Today's Feng Wulin is no longer the rebellious young man who would hurt Feng Mo just because he lost control of his emotions in the past. He has become steady and considerate. Firmly control his emotions, after experiencing so many times of fear that he almost lost Fengmo completely, he knows better than anyone how to hold people firmly in his hands, how to make them let go of him completely Be on guard and be totally attached to him.

Not only is Feng Mo learning and growing, but Feng Wulin has also become mature and reliable through learning and tempering.

Feeling that the man was holding her hand tighter and tighter, and his waist was firmly held, Feng Mo imitated Feng Wulin's movement and patted his back lightly, and said slowly: "You didn't tell the truth. Three easter eggs... ...Well, the Lantern Festival is over."

He lost the bet.

Feng Mo suddenly felt sad, "Feng Wulin, you have been waiting for a long time."

Before he fell asleep completely, they made many promises, from pumpkin lanterns on Halloween to Santa hats on Christmas, from New Year's Eve to New Year's greetings, from Lantern Festival lanterns to Easter eggs, every festival There is a convention.Because Feng Mo was not on holidays before, Feng Wulin explained to him one by one, and then promised many, many companionship and gifts, hugs and kisses.

He has fulfilled every promise, the room is full of gifts from him, and Feng Mo has been taken care of very well. Although he cannot eat because of lethargy, his body is still thin, but he is healthier than before.

But Feng Mo's promise was not fulfilled, he fell into a coma for so long, let Feng Wulin wait for him alone for so long, didn't do anything, and didn't even say goodbye before falling asleep.

Feng Mo stretched out his hand to push Feng Wulin's shoulder, wanting to step back a little to look at the other person's face, but was held firmly in his arms and couldn't move. He patted Feng Wulin's arm suspiciously, and demanded: "Feng Wulin Rin, I want to see you."

In Fengmo's concept, missing is missing, liking is liking, he doesn't know how to hide, so he can honestly tell each other his requirements and ideas every time.

He hasn't seen Feng Wulin for a long time, and now he wants to see him, it's as simple as that.

Feng Wulin raised his eyes slowly, his deep blood-red eyes were a little frightening, he kissed Feng Mo's neck, and said comfortingly: "Hold me for a while, Amo, be good."

He knows better than anyone else how terrifying his current appearance is. It is unusual for his dark blue eyes to turn blood red. Feng Wulin cherishes Feng Mo so much, how could it be possible for Feng Mo, who has just grown up, to see him like this ?

Even if his Amo has grown from a boy to a young man, in his heart, he is still a treasure that needs his love and care. He is still an ignorant child, just because he loves him. In his eyes, no matter how much Fengmo has learned, he knows No matter how sophisticated people are, they are the ones he will always need to protect. No matter how he grows up, he is still his Amo, regardless of other factors.

"Oh." Feng Mo nodded, and leaned on the man relaxedly. He was facing the door, so the scene at the door was unobstructed.

At this moment, the excited young man was holding a file bag and wanted to run this way, but Gu Yue held his shoulders and held him in place, unable to move. He stared at Feng Mo's face with an unbelievable look. He kept mumbling to himself, but no one could hear what he was saying.

Feng Mo was stunned by the hatred in his eyes, blinked for no reason, subconsciously leaned into Feng Wulin's arms, and asked slowly: "Feng Wulin, why is this person here?"

Hearing Feng Mo's words, Feng Wulin slowly closed his eyes. Feeling that the blood in his eyes had receded, he let go of the hand holding Feng Mo's waist, turned around and sat directly on the side where the boy was sitting. On the first floor of the stairs, he stretched out his hand and easily hugged Feng Mo on his lap, and stroked his back. "Amo knows this person?"

"Well, I recognize it." Feng Mo nodded affirmatively.

Feng Wulin raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Ah Mo still remember seeing him?"

You must know that Feng Mo has always been not very memorable, his "photographic memory" is only manifested in certain aspects, as long as it is involved in interpersonal communication, it will not work at all.

In the past, when he was asked if he knew someone, he would be in a daze with a dazed face. He was stunned for a long time and couldn't answer. For a while, he couldn't even remember Ouyang Han and Yan Qingqing, but this time he answered so firmly. Feng Wulin couldn't help being surprised.

"Well, the last time he entered the room, Assistant Yang said it was...a gift from someone else." Feng Mo remembered the conversation at that time very clearly. He frowned slightly, struggling to think of words, and said slowly: "Ye Lan said that I'm the same as him, but it's not, I'm different. You belong to me alone."

Feng Wulin listened intently to Feng Mo's somewhat inconsistent statements, and stroked the back of his head soothingly, he knew that Feng Mo had done his best to speak to this level. "I know, Amo don't worry."

"En." Feng Mo nodded, he was always easy to coax, since Feng Wulin knew, then he can rest assured.Stretching his arms around the other party's neck, Feng Mo asked, "You haven't said, why is he here?"

"This," Feng Wulin pondered for a moment, looked into Feng Mo's eyes and said directly: "He said that he is Feng Mo, the second youngest of the Feng family, and he has photos of you when you were young and a while ago. What does A Mo think?"

"..." Shaking his head in puzzlement, Fengmo looked at the struggling young man not far away, then turned around and asked strangely: "Is the photo... useful? Feng Wulin, when I was a child... I wasn't here, the photo is here Another place, he can't get it. Also, I hardly ever take pictures. He's not me."

Feng Mo put his hand on Feng Wulin's face and touched his eyebrows and eyes carefully, and retrace the image of Feng Wulin in his mind, then put his own face on it and rubbed it, the soft skin rubbed against the opponent's chin Itched a bit from the beard stubble, "You have to shave off all the beard." Feng Mo frowned and demanded.

Feng Wulin let him move, just holding someone to prevent him from slipping down his legs, hearing that he purposely rubbed Fengmo's face with his prickly chin, the skin that touched was soft and slippery, Feng Wulin smiled softly, "Amo shaves for me."

He no longer entangled with Feng Mo about the photo in Ye Lan's hand, after all childhood was not very good for Feng Mo.He can solve Ye Lan's matter by himself before deciding whether to let Feng Mo know.

"...I won't." Feng Mo said in embarrassment, he was itchy from the prick and had no place to hide, so he could only let the other party rub him with a wooden face, and stated the facts: "It will bleed."

Bleeding from shaving is no joke, and Ye Zhi is a typical case.

Feng Wulin also thought of Ye Zhi's "bleeding" incident last year, knowing that Feng Mo was afraid, he stopped teasing him, and reached out to touch his calf, "Just now you said you can't walk, are your legs weak?"

"Well, I have no strength." Feng Mo hasn't eaten for so long, and only relies on the energy growth and infusion in his body to maintain his body functions. Although Feng Wulin massages his hands and feet every day, he still can't recover when he suddenly wakes up, walking His legs were weak, and he went downstairs from the bedroom to rest five times, and finally his legs were so weak that he couldn't hold on before falling down on the stairs.

Feng Wulin reached out to help him press his legs, then hugged him horizontally, walked to the living room and sat on the sofa with him in his arms, "Let Fu Yu take a look at it for you later."

Feng defaulted to nodding sincerely, put his hands around Feng Wulin's neck and nestled in his arms, and stopped moving, and after a while, he whispered in a volume that only the other party could hear: "Feng Wulin, I miss you."

He was not completely unconscious when he was asleep, but his soul entered a vast white world, he could not hear or think, only knew that he was looking for a very important person, so he trekked in a daze and alone for several months , until he suddenly heard the voice of the other party calling him, finally found the right direction.

Feng Wulin was waiting for him, and he was always looking for the way back.

"I miss Amo too." Feng Wulin whispered close to his ear, gently kissed Feng Mo's earlobe with thin lips, and patted his back with his big hand.How to wait before is not so important, what is important is that Feng Mo returned to him again.

The two hugged each other quietly, and after being separated for too long, such a simple relationship has become precious.

However, Ye Lan, who had been artificially ignored from the very beginning, couldn't stand it anymore. He came to Feng's house with such strong evidence, and it was because of his firm knowledge that he was Feng Mo that he had worked hard for so long before returning. When we arrived in Chongming, if we declared failure because of today's accident, how could we be reconciled?

The shoulder was firmly clamped and could not move, Ye Lan stretched out his hand to break the hand on the shoulder with a cold face, but he still couldn't break free, he angrily said: "Let go of me. I have something to say to Feng Wulin!"

Gu Yue was as immobile as a mountain, and shook his head, "President Feng is inconvenient to see you right now. Besides, what you said is not credible. There is only one second young master in our Feng family. You have seen him too, so stop pestering him."

They finally woke up Mo Shao, the president is busy with his baby, how could he have time to pay attention to a counterfeit, not to mention that Ye Lan is obviously talking nonsense with his eyes open, just say that his current performance is not as good as Mo Shao After traveling for thousands of miles, he, a bystander, can tell, let alone Mr. Feng who gets along with Mo Shao day and night.

"Heh! What can you know as a bodyguard? I, Ye Lan, will never lie, I am the real Fengmo! It is absolutely true!" The young man's tone was extremely firm, and his eyes were a little red with emotion.

Gu Yue restrained the man with one hand, looked back at Feng Wulin with a headache, saw that Feng Wulin was feeding Feng Mo with the soup brought by the maid, and Feng Mo lowered his eyes, put one hand on the other's arm, bowed his head He obediently drank the soup mouthful after mouthful, and immediately couldn't bear to disturb them.

I always feel that being a light bulb is a very sinful feeling... The atmosphere where the president and Mo Shao get along is really too warm.

Gu Yue turned his head to look for Yang Jin with a paralyzed face. He remembered that Assistant Yang was standing next to Mr. Feng just now, why did he suddenly disappear?

He looked around but couldn't find anyone, so Gu Yue recruited a maid and asked, "Where did Yang Jin go?"

The maid glanced at Ye Lan who was struggling, and silently looked away, "The butler was discussing lunch with Mrs. Wang in the kitchen. He said that Mo Shao just woke up and needed to make up for it."

"...Okay, I'm fine." After dismissing the maid, Gu Yue sighed, raised his voice and spoke to the living room, "Mr. Feng, what should we do with this person?"

After drinking the soup, Feng Mo squinted his eyes contentedly, leaned on Feng Wulin's shoulder to talk to him, turned his head when he heard Gu Yue's voice, and immediately met Ye Lan's gaze staring at him.

Frowning unhappily, Feng Mo pursed his lips, patted Feng Wulin's shoulder, and said bluntly: "This person... I don't like it."

Anyone who is always called MB for no reason, and the other party tries to replace him again and again, cannot remain indifferent.Feng Mo's character is indeed a bit gentle, but it doesn't mean he won't be angry. The only thing he values ​​in his life and the only thing he wants to fight for and protect is Feng Wulin, but just such an obsession can't always be protected.

"Is there anyone A Mo doesn't like?" Feng Wulin was surprised.After all, Feng Mo still cares too little about the outside world, he can't remember many people at all, let alone understand the meaning of the word "rival in love".

"Yeah. I don't like anyone who likes Feng Wulin." Feng Mo answered honestly, he frowned, and buried his face in Feng Wulin's neck, "Feng Wulin is mine."

He didn't know how to defend his feelings, so he could only repeat stubbornly like this.

Fortunately, Feng Wulin already understood Feng Mo's speaking habits very well, pinched his ears amusedly, and laughed in a low voice, "Amo is jealous."

The earlobe turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Feng Mo covered his ears, thinking that the other party didn't take it seriously, and insisted: "I'm not joking."

Feng Wulin's dark blue eyes were full of smiles, he held back his laughter and coaxed the other party in a low voice, "Amo is right, except for you, everyone who likes me is a bad guy, Amo can hate them."

Not only can he be hated, if Feng Mo dares to jump out and clean up everyone, Feng Wulin will definitely support him to the end.

"Yeah." Feng Mo, who was easily coaxed, raised his head, and kissed Feng Wulin's face with a wooden face. It's a pity that he can't smile, otherwise he would laugh with such a face... Feng Wulin probably will live forever They won't let him go out.

Gu Yue raised his voice and coughed, trying to remind the two people that he and the other light bulb were still there, feeling that the skill of distributing dog food after Mo Shao slept had already been lit.

Feng Wulin comforted Feng Mo, and was about to go outside in his arms, but was stopped by Feng Mo, the two looked at each other for a while, seeing Feng Mo's reddened ears, Feng Wulin understood, and put him back On the sofa, he raised his hand to summon a bodyguard, "Go to the storage room and push the wheelchair down." After speaking, he looked at Feng Mo, "If you don't want to hold it, you can sit in the wheelchair first, okay?"

Feng Mo nodded, this time he finally remembered to explain, "I've grown up, you will get tired if you hug me, and it's inconvenient to do things."

Gu Yue, who heard what he said later, was full of disapproval, Mo Shao was so skinny, it was impossible for their President Feng to feel tired at all, well, God knows how badly they were beaten by Feng Wulin during training.

The bodyguard quickly moved the wheelchair down, and the maid quickly cleaned it up and then went upstairs to fetch a thin blanket for Feng Mo. Seeing that Feng Wulin had carried him onto the wheelchair, she stepped forward and covered him carefully. good.

Gu Yue had let go of Ye Lan and was standing behind him looking at him.Feng Wulin took the file bag handed over by Ye Lan and opened it, took out the photo album inside, did not respond to the boy's extremely expectant eyes, opened it directly to look.

There are actually not many photos on it, there are only five in total, and two of them show a boy sitting on the steps with a wooden face in a daze, about five or six years old.On one is a teenager sitting on a hospital bed with empty eyes, and on the other two are Feng Mo who went to school with a schoolbag on his back last year.From the photos alone, the five photos are all of the same person, but they are all Feng Mo without exception.

Feng Wulin frowned and asked: "Even if these photos are indeed A Mo, what does it have to do with you?"

Ye Lan and the person in the photo are completely two people. What kind of mentality does he have to swear that he is Feng Mo?

Seeing the young man's face turned red and he couldn't say a word, Feng Wulin handed the photo album to Gu Yue, and said in a deep voice, "Send him away."

"No!" Ye Lan pushed Gu Yue's outstretched hand away, struggled, and finally couldn't help explaining loudly, "I am Feng Mo! These photos are all mine. The one you see now is Ye Lan, but I was Feng Mo before! We just switched bodies, just like Feng Mo before, you have to believe me!"

Feng Wulin lowered his face, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who told you that Amo switched identities with others before?"

Ye Lan's eyes widened instantly as if being strangled by the neck, she took two steps back, covered her mouth and shook her head, "No one told me that I am Feng Mo."

Feng Wulin curled his lips, looked down at Feng Mo who was quietly eating bird's nest porridge from the beginning to the end, and stroked his soft black hair.

"Do you think I won't even recognize Amo?"

Ye Lan may be more than 90.00% similar to Feng Mo in terms of demeanor, movement and appearance, but he forgot one thing, which is Feng Mo's personality.

Feng Mo's emotions are relatively rich in front of Feng Wulin, but he is not good at expressing by nature, even when he inadvertently reveals his true emotions, his mood swings are very small. He will directly say that he is unhappy or very happy, but It's just talking, there will be no loud noises, and it is even less likely to laugh.

Ye Lan has no similarities at all in this regard.

Seeing that the other party couldn't answer, Feng Wulin didn't want to bother anymore, "Send people back, send them back where they came from."

"It's not just about sending it away." Yang Jin's voice suddenly sounded, and he came over to take the bowl in Feng Mo's hand, and changed him to a bowl of porridge, "Mo, don't eat this, this bowl is not so hot."

Seeing that Feng Mo's eating speed obviously accelerated a bit after taking it, he looked at Feng Wulin, "C country sends people over every time, and the president has to send them back if he doesn't accept it. Qin Feng didn't want to do it a long time ago, how about Just tell them not to give it away, what does the president think?"

"Yes." Feng Wulin didn't care, stretched out his hand and pushed Feng Mo's wheelchair to the dining room.

Yang Jin patted Ye Lan on the shoulder, seeing his look of despair and disbelief, she shook her head, "Qin Feng didn't intend to send you back, but just wanted to help you find a decent job again and don't be an MB anymore." Yes, but in the end you escaped halfway, and all his arrangements were useless.

Also, Mrs. Wang recognized you as her godson before. She has never had children and really wanted to treat you well, but you also ran away after staying for a few days and even stole her passbook. Why bother?You choose your own path. You and the CEO have only met twice. Why do you have to abuse yourself for something that doesn't belong to you?Let's go with Gu Yue, go to work hard this time, and don't do this kind of thing again. "

Ye Lan looked up at Yang Jin in a daze, and was dragged out by Gu Yue, but after walking two steps, she suddenly struggled, put her head in her hands and screamed in pain, then fell to the ground, convulsing all over, but within a few seconds Lost consciousness.

Gu Yue and Yang Jin looked at each other, paused for a while and hurriedly walked over to lift him up, intending to take him to the hospital for a look, but just as he got up, he saw a maid running out of the dining room, panting, "Housekeeper Wait a minute, Mr. Feng said, don’t send this person away, but take him back to the branch temporarily, and let Mr. Qin Feng find out the source of those photos.”

Yang Jin reacted instantly when she heard the words, and nodded, "Okay, I understand, you tell the president that I will do it."

"What's going on? Didn't you just say you want to send him away?" Gu Yue was puzzled.

"He said that he and Mo Shao exchanged bodies... and it was the same as what happened to Feng Mo before, but only a few of us know about Feng Mo and Mo Shao, so where did he hear the news?"

Seeing that Gu Yue finally realized something was wrong, Yang Jin spread her hands helplessly, "It is impossible for Ye Lan to find these photos by himself, he has no chance to get close to Mo Shao, and it is impossible to know Mo Shao's past, so give him information The person with the photo... I'm afraid it's not easy."