Reborn as the shadow of the old Gong

In the plainly furnished room, on a mahogany double bed, lay a thin young man, with slightly wrinkled skin wrapped around the bones. If it weren't for his chest still rising and falling, at first glance, he might not look too much like a zombie. big difference.

The sun was setting, and the last rosy glow left by the sun crawled across the young man's face. When it disappeared, the night gradually replaced the day. The young man on the bed slowly opened his eyes. The young man stared at the ceiling dully for a long time. Open and close.

"Hungry" he finally uttered a simple syllable.

"Hungry...hungry..." The young man's expression became vivid little by little, the corners of his mouth curled down in grievance, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

"Father Xiaoxuan is hungry..." Finally, he struggled to utter a complete sentence.

When he didn't get a response, the young man felt even more aggrieved, and the whimpering in his throat became more and more obvious, "Aunt Yu, Xiaoxuan is hungry..." He raised his hand and tried to support his body, but fell back to the original place again and again in the middle of the journey.

Repeated failures made the young man scream and beat the bed like a child, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Dad-Dad-" The young man finally noticed his strange voice, he was stunned and then continued to cry, "Dad, wow...Xiao Xuan can't move anymore, Xiao Xuan is hungry, wow..."

The soundproofing of the house was well done, and the screaming cries could only be vaguely heard outside the room. If the servants hadn't passed by, no one would have noticed the young man even if he cried for a whole day.

The maid hurriedly opened the door, and saw the child who had been sleeping on the bed for many years with her eyes open, crying with tears all over her face, and after she was excited, she hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her with distressed face.

"Master Xuan, you finally woke up!"

Hearing the voice, Mo Jingxuan looked blankly at the person coming, his hesitant eyes seemed to be trying to identify, and after a long time he asked uncertainly, "Aunt Wang?"

"Hey!" Aunt Wang lovingly patted Mo Jingxuan's head.

The wet eyes bent into beautiful crescents the moment they got the response, "Aunt Wang!"

Aunt Wang's eyes were soft, "Hey!"

Tilting his head, Mo Jingxuan wondered, "Why is Aunt Wang's hair white?"

Aunt Wang stared blankly for a moment, touched Mo Jingxuan's head distressedly, and said in a warm voice, "Because our Young Master Xuan has slept for a long, long time, Aunt Wang will grow old after waiting and waiting." She raised Mo Jingxuan's hand in front of his eyes "and Our young master Xuan grew up in his sleep."

"Grow up? Mo Jingxuan's eyes shifted to his adult-sized palm, his expression changed from doubt to surprise and finally turned into a face of surprise." I have grown up, Aunt Wang, I have grown up, wow, I am an adult now"

Looking at the child, who is now considered a young man, excited about his sudden growth like a three-year-old child, Aunt Wang has deep worries in her eyes. After 16 years of sleep, the child's body has grown up. , but memory and intelligence are still stuck at the age of three...

"Okay." Aunt Wang pressed Mo Jingxuan's hand and stuffed it back into the quilt again, "Young master is hungry, how do you know that you won't be hungry when you grow up?"

After being reminded, Mo Jingxuan, who was still in a state of excitement, remembered the fact that he was hungry. He quickly touched his belly with his hands under the quilt, and his grievance climbed up on the young man's face again, "Hungry, Aunt Wang, Xiaoxuan is so hungry, Xiaoxuan I can't get up hungry"

Aunt Wang shook her head, "Master Xuan slept for too long and lacked exercise, that's why he couldn't get up." The rough palm gently stroked the young man's skinny cheeks, "Auntie will cook for the young master now, the young master should eat more , get fat quickly, and get our little handsome guy back."

"En." Mo Jingxuan nodded with a smile.

When Aunt Wang closed the door, she turned her head and said, "Master, close your eyes for a rest. I will notify Master to come up. Master is awake. Master must be very happy." Aunt Wang who said this did not know, the uncertainty in her eyes was so obvious.

"Well, Mo Jingxuan, who is a child at heart, still doesn't know how to look at people. Hearing that his father will come, the smile on his face is even brighter. He doesn't know that this skinny face is actually very ugly when he smiles.

Aunt Wang sighed, shook her head and closed the door, then rushed downstairs to the living room.

Standing at the door of the living room, Aunt Wang looked at the backs of the happy family of three, and sighed again before she stepped forward and said, "Master, Madam, Young Master Xuan is awake."

"Huh?" Mo Zhenhao's eyes never left the news broadcast that was broadcasting at the moment.

Mo Heng paused for a moment before continuing to insert a piece of fruit. Yu Hong closed the magazine in her hand, looked up at Aunt Wang, her eyes were calm, "What did Aunt Wang say?"

"Master Xuan is awake!" Aunt Yu raised her voice.

"Really?" The calm face just now was replaced by an excited one, and Yu Hong got up quickly, letting the magazine on her knees fall to the ground.

"Are you awake?" Father Mo finally looked at Aunt Wang.

"Yes, Master, Young Master Xuan is awake." Although she had expected Father Mo's indifference, Aunt Wang was still filled with disappointment.

"Yeah." Father Mo nodded, got up and walked upstairs.

Yu Hong quickly pulled Mo Heng's arm and squeezed it hard, "Xiao Heng, let's go! Your brother finally woke up, let's go up and have a look!"

Mo Heng nodded, the indifference in his eyes was naturally replaced by joy, he dropped the fruit fork in his hand and hurriedly followed.

Watching them upstairs with complicated eyes, Aunt Yu walked quickly to the kitchen without calling for the cook, and Aunt Yu made quick and nutritious porridge by herself.

"Father! Mo Jingxuan, who had been staring at the door, shouted excitedly the moment Mo Zhenhao opened the door.

Father Mo was stunned by the strange man's voice. Looking up at the skinny and ugly son on the bed, father Mo's eyes flashed a gloomy dislike, "Wake up, how do you feel?"

"Can't get up, still hungry~" Seeing his dear ones, the grievance in Mo Jingxuan's eyes became stronger.

The ugly young man on the bed is like a toddler at the moment, with a look of grievance and tears streaming down his face...

It was as if he saw an adult with mental retardation. This was his son who had been sleeping for many years... Although he understood that it was normal for his son to be asleep for so many years, and his cognition was still at the age of 3, Mo Zhenhao couldn't help frowning. How could Mo Zhenhao's son be like this? If this was publicized, wouldn't it be used as a joke, laughing at him that Mo Zhenhao has an idiot-looking eldest son? Thinking of this, the disgust in Mo's father's eyes increased One point, but he didn't allow himself to reveal such an emotional expression.

Before Mo's father could answer, Yu Hong walked around him sideways, "Xiao Xuan!"

Seeing Yu Hong, Mo Jingxuan also shouted purely and excitedly, "Aunt Yu!"

"Hey!" Yu Hong walked to the side of the bed with a smile on his face, and held Mo Jingxuan's thin hand, "We Xiaoxuan finally woke up, auntie..." Before he finished speaking, Yu Hong burst into tears.

"Mom" Mo Heng stepped forward, squatted beside Yu Hong and patted her on the back gently, "Don't cry, brother finally woke up, don't scare him"

Father Mo also stepped forward to put his arms around her shoulders, and squeezed her comfortingly.

"Yeah." Yu Hong wiped away the tears that kept falling, and pulled Mo Heng to Mo Jingxuan's eyes, "Xiaoxuan, this is your brother Heng Heng." Seeing Mo Jingxuan's puzzled eyes, Yu Hong explained, "It's the one you've seen before." That little baby! Xiao Xuan slept for a long time, so he grew up"

"Baby?" Looking confusedly at the gentle smile on Mo Heng's face, he repeatedly murmured these two inexplicably familiar words, "Baby-bao-ah." Mo Jingxuan suddenly hugged his head in pain, "Head is good!" Pain" There seemed to be something in his head that wanted to break out of the shell.

"What's the matter?" Yu Hong looked anxious.

Mo Jingxuan was in so much pain that he couldn't listen to anything, he just rolled over on the bed with his head in his arms.

Mo Zhenhao hurried forward and held him down, "Xiaoheng, call the doctor over here"

Mo Heng nodded, and hurried downstairs to get his cell phone.

When the doctor came, Mo Jingxuan was no longer in pain. When the doctor asked him to describe what kind of pain he felt, he couldn't explain why. He just told the doctor repeatedly that he seemed to have lost something important.

After some examinations, Mo Jingxuan had no other symptoms except severe weakness and severe malnutrition. The doctor judged that his headache might be a complication caused by an imbalance in his physical condition.

The doctor had no choice but to prescribe warming and tonic traditional Chinese medicine to Mo Jingxuan, and formulated a series of plans to restore his body, starting from the medicinal diet, to the subsequent muscle massage and stretching, and the final stage of physical exercise. , Rehabilitation massage is not like before. This process requires professional masseurs to massage and stretch according to the texture of the acupoints. Although the process will be painful, the effect will be better.

Father Mo didn't say much, he just ordered the servants at home to be responsible for Mo Jingxuan's diet and supervise his physical exercise. More people knew the condition of their eldest son, so this important task was handed over to Aunt Wang who loved Mo Jingxuan.

Aunt Wang knows a little bit about massage. When Mo Jingxuan was sleeping, she would massage regularly three times a day. This time, in order to do better, she bought a lot of professional books, and after practicing on herself, she went to give Mo Jingxuan massage.

In the following days, Mo's house was often filled with Mo Jingxuan's crying and wailing because of the pain.

"Woooo... Aunt Wang, woooooo... Xiaoxuan won't let go, Xiaoxuan hurts so much..." Mo Jingxuan, who had regained some blood on his face, but was still skinny, begged Aunt Wang with tears all over his face. .

"Master Xuan bear with it, you will have a chance to get out of bed and walk only if you persevere." Aunt Wang's strength in her hand was unabated, but her eyes were already red. She was comforting Mo Jingxuan, and she was also persuading herself not to be soft-hearted because of her heartache.

Mo Jingxuan saw that Aunt Wang was indifferent, so he turned his wet eyes and looked at Yu Hong who was sitting at the end of the bed, "Aunt Yu...Xiaoxuan hurts so much, Xiaoxuan won't let it go..."

Yu Hong immediately sat on the head of the bed with a distressed face, touched Mo Jingxuan's head and persuaded, "Xiao Xuan, be good, bear with me, auntie is here to accompany Xiao Xuan"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Yu Hong couldn't bear it, and her tears followed the rhythm of Mo Jingxuan, pattering down, she choked up and pressed Aunt Wang's hand, preventing her from continuing, "Aunt Wang, let Xiaoxuan rest today, let's It’s not too late to continue tomorrow, the child is in pain, his face is turning pale.”