Mo's heart was collapsed at this moment.

He finally climbed out of the pit dug by He Weinong, but fell into the pit dug by fate.

This crazy mood of wanting to bite fate Ding Ding only lasted less than five minutes, because he found himself lying on a fabric sofa with blue background and white stripes, and everything around him was so familiar that even the music of the doorbell was extremely familiar.

After surviving for twenty-one years, there are only three places that can make him feel familiar: the hospital, the home, and Mr. Gengfu's [Yinfeng Caotang].

A white light flashed, he was in the same place, but when he woke up again, it was his own home. Who would tell him what was going on?

After looking around, I made sure that this was indeed the home I had lived in for several years. Mo Yan's heart moved. Could it be that the light that almost burned people's eyes exploded and brought him back to his past days?

He is not traveling through time, but rebirth?

Mo Yan's originally bare eyes couldn't help but burst into joy. If so, does that mean that his parents are not missing yet, he has both parents and a warm family.

The music sounded again, and Mo Yu realized that it was his doorbell ringing. This increasingly confirmed Mo Yu's previous idea. They must have come back from going out to buy groceries!

After all, during the past twenty-one years of Mo's life, there were basically no guests at home except for the landlord's visit once a year, so the parents who forgot to bring the keys outside the door must have returned.

Mo Yan, who was not very clear-headed, believed wishfully that the person who rang the doorbell must be his parents who were lost and regained because of his rebirth, so he chose to ignore many logically unreasonable aspects.

I couldn't wait to open the door, Mo was stunned.

Standing outside the door was indeed a middle-aged man and woman, but they were not his parents but two strangers.

Three people inside and outside the door looked at each other silently, looking at each other in a silent manner, three faces were confused, diagonal, teamed up and dispersed...

Mo Yan was naturally surprised that these two people were not Mo Weimin and Han Dan, and the man and woman outside the door were shocked by Mo Yan's outfit.

The waist-length linen curly hair, the shoulder-length silver-gray knee-length evening party, and... the slightly prominent Adam's apple, the flat chest and the big feet that were obviously male-like when they were dragging on the floor.

Is this the legendary female clothing boss who is hard to argue with?

When he found that the expressions on the faces of the men and women outside the door were stiff and even with a little contempt, Mo finally realized that he was dressing abnormally at this moment.

"Excuse me……"

There was no expression on Mo Yan's stereotyped face. Before the man could finish his words, he had quickly taken a step back and closed the door with a "bang".

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and his voice was a little angry and said to the woman next to him: "Shu Yu, look, I'll just say that I'll come here for this trip. This is something that is ignorant!"

"Second brother, since we are all here, try our best to solve this problem with our methods. I... I really don't want Weinong to hate me in the future." The middle-aged woman's voice was soft and forbearance.

The man grinded his teeth, and a hint of impatience flashed across his face. He just lowered his head and thought for a while, sighed and started ringing the doorbell again.

This time, as soon as the music sounded, the door was opened again. Without the long hair like seaweed, and without the pure and sexy one-shouldered evening party, Mo Yan, who changed into a cotton home clothes, looked pale and weak. He then took a step back and signaled the two to come in.

In fact, in the eyes of the two, this young man who looked calm was not calm.

It turns out that time travel and rebirth are just illusions. Mo Yan should have thought of his curly wig when he saw his clothes, which was his outfit when he escaped from Nanjun Tianfu yesterday.

He was deceived to He Weinong's villa and woke up from a coma. He was thinking about how to escape. He only knew that he had been turned into women's clothing and was blinded and did not pay attention to what equipment he had on his body. So he woke up in a daze and found the wig on his head. He thought he had transformed through time.

I mistakenly thought that the joy brought by rebirth disappeared, Mo's heart was as heavy as lead.

There was no time travel and rebirth, no parents returned safely, and there was even worse news that he was now weak and hallucinated. When he pulled off his wig and the shameful women's clothing, he actually heard a woman screaming twice in succession.

The sound was so clear that it seemed to be shouting in his ears, so real that it hurt his brain.

But not to mention that his bedroom is empty at this moment, if he doesn't count the two outside the door, he is the only one who breathes. Where did the woman come from?

Not only did he frequently hallucinate his hearing, he also had a brief amnesia, because Mo Shi, who was regaining his mind bit by bit during the change of clothes, racked his brains and did not remember how he got home.

It should be that his condition worsened again. Mo Yan felt bitter in his mouth. Perhaps he had already died young even before his parents returned.

Several doctors once asserted that with his condition, it would be difficult to live to be twenty-five years old.

The meaning of Mo's life seems to be to let doctors and the world know that there are such strange diseases in the world, so the word death often appears frequently in the mouths of parents and doctors.

Death is a necessity that no one can avoid. No one who comes to this world can think of leaving alive. The difference is only in the time and the way. Mo Yu has been prepared for this.

But not being afraid of death does not mean that he is willing to die. At least Mo Wu hopes that he can say thank you and sorry to his parents before he dies, and then leave the world without any worries.

After changing his clothes, he opened the door again and let the man and woman in. After a while, he had no strength. Mo Yan quickly sat down on the sofa before saying to the two of them.

The middle-aged man's face looked even more ugly. He curled his lips at the set of dark blue half-old fabric sofas, stood opposite Mo Yan with one hand in his trouser pocket and said coldly: "There is no need to sit down. We are very busy, and we will leave after that. Your name is Mo Yan, right?"

Mo nodded.

"He Weinong is my nephew, I am He Weinong's uncle, and this is He Weinong's mother."

What Mo Ye is most disgusting now is the three words "He Weinong". The man opposite said it three times at once. Although Mo Ye's expression was calm, a storm had already gathered in his eyes.

But he still didn't say anything, silently looking up at He Weinong's uncle with his pair of eyes that were slightly narrow and beautiful to men, as if he was waiting for the following text.

The young man's eyes were clear and open, and he did not see any respite or dodge. It seemed that the person who had neither men nor women came out to open the door before was not him.

It is rare to be calm and composed just by this calmness.

He's mother couldn't help but sigh in her heart. If he were a girl, she might have decided to marry her because Weinong was so concerned. Anyway, Weinong didn't take charge of the family business, so she didn't have to care about the woman's family background, but...

When she thought of this, she couldn't help feeling powerless.

The old man of the He family appointed her eldest son to take charge of the entire He family, but the youngest son He Weinong only had two properties and a fixed dividend every year. The old man repeatedly reiterated that He Weinong was not allowed to enter the He family.

Since she learned that she and her brother were treated differently, He Weinong has become more and more unrestrained. What she did was becoming more and more absurd. But as a mother, she really didn't expect that one day the most common scenes of wealthy mother-in-law in soap operas would happen to her, and the most embarrassing thing was that the other person was actually a man of gender.

"You offer a price, how much can you leave my nephew and disappear from this city."

The woman heard that her second brother was playing a very arrogant bad guy breaking up the couple.

She thought the scene was ridiculous.

Looking at the handsome and slightly sickly face of the boy opposite, the woman knew that Mo was very innocent and that it was her son who was wrong, but as a mother, she could only ignore these consciences and help her relatives and ignore them.

People are selfish.

"Why should I leave?"

The boy's face still had no expression, and even his speech looked indifferent, his tone was calm and he was not surprised by his compliment.
Chapter completed!