I Destined You [Quick Transmigration]

[Why are you called He Mo? ]

He Mo's life is becoming more and more busy, probably the day of the college entrance examination is approaching, so there are many things to do when he comes back every day.But Xiao Lan, who has already stimulated his writing skills, is not willing to be left alone by He Mo. He always scribbles on the notebook that He Mo prepared for him, and writes a question at random to let He Mo accompany him. say something.

He Mo's pen for answering the question paused, glanced at the words on the paper, and then ignored them.Reluctantly, Xiao Lan turned another page and wrote a line.

[Then do you know why I am called Xiao Lan? ]

He Mo raised his eyes again, he seemed to recall Xiao Lan in the past.I don’t know why I’m always so happy, I’m always talking non-stop by my side, sometimes I don’t even think about him answering after asking a question, but that energetic face seems to be full of “Quickly ask me” Ah, it looks like I'll tell you if you ask me.

"Why." This time, He Mo didn't plan to hit Xiao Lan again, but asked Xiao Lan's heart.

Xiao Lan grinned, knowing that this guy must want to know, so he wrote it crookedly on the paper with his thoughts.

[Because my father wrote a love poem to my mother. ]

[The leaves fall at dusk, accompanied by Sheng Xiao.Thousands of lights, alone in the dim. ]

[So, my name is Xiao Lan. ]

In fact, what Xiao Lan didn't say was that his father's name was Xiao Luo, and his mother's name was Ye Lanshan.So this love poem just included their names. Although the love poem is quite vulgar, my father still fooled my mother back home and gave birth to two babies.The doll's name was also chosen concisely and randomly. His name is Xiao Lan, and his sister's name is Xiao Shan.

But after all, the names of the parents of this body [Xiao Lan] are not the same, so Xiao Lan will not mention it.But anyway, it's just a love poem, he just wanted to chat when he was idle, anyway, even if he said it, He Mo couldn't go to his house to ask for proof.

He Mo's gaze fell quietly on the page, his lips moved slightly as if he was reading and memorizing it silently.

The sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded, but hearing the knocking sound that stopped after two steady knocks, one knew that it was not the regular customer He Xiaoqi.But there are so many visitors recently, Xiao Lan doesn't know who is looking for He Mo again this time.

Seeing He Mo's frown, Xiao Lan seemed unwilling to pay attention to it, but even so, he pulled away his chair and walked towards the door.

After opening the door, Xiao Lan saw a middle-aged man, his facial features were resolute, exuding the vicissitudes of life of a successful man.It seemed that it was a bit cold outside today, and he was wearing a windbreaker over his suit, which looked very imposing, and he was carrying a box of fruit in his hand.Xiao Lan looked at the middle-aged man, and couldn't help feeling confident. He then looked at He Mo's face, no matter what, there was still some father-son resemblance between father and son.It's true, He Mo's family members rushed here one after another when they have nothing to do, and they don't know what's going on this time.

"He Mo." He Yuhua's voice was full of arrogance. I don't know why he has become a leader for a long time. Even He Mo had an invisible pressure when he spoke.He Mo didn't respond, he just raised his eyes and glanced at He Yuhua, as if he wasn't surprised or emotional at all.Perhaps it was because of such a stiff and cold atmosphere that the father and son hadn't communicated with each other all this time, and they hadn't even seen each other for a long time.

"I heard from your sister-in-law that you bought a house." He Yuhua didn't express his desire to enter, he just stood at the door and said.After hearing the news that He Mo bought a house, He Yuhua had already verified it. First, he was afraid that He Mo would be cheated, and second, he also wanted to know He Mo's recent situation. It turned out that there was no mistake, and He Yuhua was more at ease.He Yuhua frowned slightly and looked at He Mo's current house after checking the door, "It's time for you to move."

"Is the money enough now?" He Yuhua asked, but he was actually used to this way of getting along, he knew that He Mo would not answer at all, "I sent some money into your account, and you can use it if you want , you can call me if you have any questions.”

Although it was said that it was some money, Xiao Lan knew that it must be another huge sum of money.

Although he was used to it, He Yuhua still felt a little desolate when he saw his son who was about to go to college still in front of him with a cold face.After all, they are still father and son. He doesn't expect He Mo to be the same as He Xiaoqi, but at least he hopes that He Mo can talk to him more, even if it's just a casual answer or two on weekdays.

"And Xiaoqi, he also said something about you." He Yuhua actually came here for one more thing. He first received news that He Mo's sister-in-law had come to He Mo's house and kept talking about Qin Yu after returning home. The ghost was here, and I was so scared that I couldn't sleep every day when I went back.Moreover, when Xiaoqi returned home recently, he seemed to be extremely anxious and said that there was a grieving spirit of Xiao Lan in He Mo's house.

Naturally, He Yuhua didn't take it seriously, ghosts naturally don't exist in the world, it's just that He Mo said something on purpose to scare these two people.But He Xiaoqi has been bringing this up all the time recently, as if something really happened, he is very worried about He Mo's safety, "Xiaoqi, he is still a child, don't scare him."

After He Yuhua finished saying this, he suddenly felt something was wrong. After all, He Xiaoqi was only one year younger than He Mo.

He Mo didn't make any moves or expressions, and didn't seem to care about the problems in He Yuhua's sentence.It might not be good for him to say in front of He Mo in the same tone just now that He Xiaoqi is a child. He Yuhua couldn't see any change in He Mo's expression, thinking that he was thinking too much, why would He Mo care about these details.

There was silence again between the two of them, as they always seemed to have nothing to talk about.

He Yuhua wanted to put down the fruit box in his hand, but he paused when he was about to touch the ground, and then lifted it up again.He Yuhua pursed his lips, frowning slightly, the wrinkles on his forehead were obvious, a little helpless and a little guilty, "Xiaomo, it's been so many years, are you still refusing to talk to me?"

"I know I'm sorry for Qin Yu, I'm sorry for your mother and son, but it's been so many years." He Yuhua's words softened, really like a father's tone, he sighed and looked at He Mo sincerely , "I admit my mistakes. I tried my best to make up for the mistakes I made at the beginning, and wanted to be a good father, but you... I can't think of any other way except to give you money."

"We are always father and son. Even if you don't recognize me as a father, I will always regard you as my son." He Yuhua reached out and rubbed his temples. Looking at He Mo's still cold expression, those words always It feels astringent in the throat and it is difficult to speak.As long as He Mo's attitude softened a little, He Yuhua felt that they could get along as well as he and He Xiaoqi did.

He Mo still didn't speak, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had never seen He Yuhua before.

"You have the same temper as your mother, stubborn." He Yuhua finally smiled wryly.

Only then did He Mo lightly raise his eyes to look at He Yuhua's face.Maybe it's not just being stubborn, but being stubborn until death without hesitation.

"When you were young, I'm not shirking responsibility. But when you grow up, you will know that some things are very complicated, and I have no choice. I know that it will hurt you, but I never thought about you My mother would be like this..." He Yuhua looked at He Mo's deep black eyes, and blocked the word "crazy" back in his throat. He moved his eyes unnaturally, "You are going to college soon, I know you have your own. I have my own house. But I still want to say, I am your father and Xiaoqi is your younger brother. We all care about you. You know where we live. Whenever you want to go home You can come back."

"Then I won't bother you." He Yuhua finally put down the fruit box and looked at his watch. The time we met each time never exceeded 10 minutes.He Yuhua sighed deeply again, "Prepare well for the college entrance examination, don't be too stressed."

Xiao Lan quietly stood behind He Mo and looked at He Yuhua. He looked at He Mo's thin and thin back, at the half-open door, and at the slightly trembling hand on the door handle.Xiao Lan didn't understand why He Mo didn't speak, He Mo was in pain, He Mo was indignant, He Mo was in hatred, even though the previous hatred and pain had been wiped away to ashes, it didn't mean that it no longer existed.Even if He Mo is yelling and insulting loudly now, that should be done. On the contrary, it is this kind of silence that makes Xiao Lan feel that he is forced to hold back a lot of words in his heart.

When he saw He Yuhua put down the fruit box and turned to leave, Xiao Lan could no longer hold back and rushed towards He Mo's body.Even if He Mo didn't relax his body at that moment, Xiao Lan successfully possessed him, or if Xiao Lan wanted to, he could have completely plundered He Mo's body.

"He Yuhua!" Xiao Lan shouted loudly using [He Mo's] body.

He Yuhua took a step and seemed to be stunned, then slowly turned around in disbelief and looked at [He Mo].

"Is that what you want to say?" Xiao Lan frowned, seemingly incomprehensible and asked angrily, "He brought a box of fruit to my door and told me that he wanted to be a good father. Is that what you want to say?"

He Yuhua seemed to be unable to react for a moment to his son He Mo's abnormal expression, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.He didn't know why He Mo became so excited all of a sudden, and he hadn't figured out what He Mo meant by this sentence.

"If you really care about me as you said, why haven't you come here?" Xiao Lan continued to ask word by word.

"You, you, don't want to see me." He Yuhua seemed to be stopped by Xiao Lan's question for a moment, he never thought that He Mo would ask himself this question one day.But he knew that He Mo didn't want to see him. Ever since the day Qin Yu committed suicide by jumping off the building in the hospital, He Yuhua had already known in his heart that this child might never forgive him again in this life.

"You know the injury on my body, and you know who caused it. Since you want to be a good father, why didn't you find out after three years." Xiao Lan's face retreated from the usual gloom, but was full of Anger, those always calm eyes seemed to be completely swept away by an inexplicable storm, "It's okay if you don't know, after Qin Yu died, you just leave me here and ignore it Ask. What about my study? What about life? What about my body? If you really care about it as you said, why don’t you know anything!”

He Yuhua seemed to be stopped by He Mo's question, and stood there for a while, like a confused soldier who was attacked by surprise on the battlefield.He opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse, "I was watching you from behind."

"Looking from behind?" Xiao Ling couldn't help but sneer, and raised his voice to ask, "What did you see? Seeing He Mo's excellent grades, seeing He Mo's regular life, taking care of himself? Or seeing his whole body?" Is it normal to be extremely happy?"

"Stop looking for excuses. If you really want to be a good father, the people standing inside and outside the door won't be you and me." Xiao Lan's expression was slightly cold, but it was different from He Mo's. Indifference, but a kind of indifference that suppresses anger, "Even if the previous things can be regarded as nothing. Then after Qin Yu's death, He Mo said he didn't want to see him, so you really disappeared? You can obviously take care of him." For He Mo's daily life, you can go after him after school, you can cook for him when he eats, and you can take care of him when he is sick, instead of just sending a box of fruit when he is idle like now."

Xiao Lan's speech was so fast that even Xiao Lan and He Yuhua didn't notice that Xiao Lan used "He Mo" instead of "I".

If you stay here for a day, you will know that He Mo used to just eat all kinds of instant noodles for a living every day. When he had nothing to do, He Mo would just curl up on the sofa and watch the children's channel that has not changed for a hundred years, and sleep at night When he was young, He Mo would always just curl up and sleep in the closet like a child who could never feel safe. Even if Xiao Lan possessed He Mo and fell asleep on the bed, He Mo couldn't fall asleep.

You don't know anything at all.

"You obviously have three years, and you can do a lot of things to make up for it, but you only gave money." Xiao Lan clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes looking at He Yuhua became more and more excited, "You obviously don't only have money, but I only chose this one, which is the most useless compensation.”

These are not the point.

Yes, none of it matters.

Xiao Lan rushed into the room suddenly, and then took out the medical report that was sealed in a white bag from the drawer.Xiao Lan ran to the door and threw the medical report in front of He Yuhua.

Looking at the moment when the report landed, Xiao Lan felt that his anger was suddenly meaningless, and there was a little powerless sadness in his brows and eyes.

"A person who doesn't even know that his son is dying, how can he call himself a father?"

Xiao Lan ignored the shock in He Yuhua's eyes, and closed the door forcefully.

Xiao Lan was panting, he leaned against the door slowly and his body slid down as if he lost his strength.The headache on the right side of his brain and the slender black lines spreading wantonly on his body told him that He Mo's time was running out.

"He Mo! He Mo! Open the door for me!" There were frantic knocks on the door and He Yuhua's anxious cry from outside the door.

Xiao Lan didn't want to bother at this time, and didn't know if He Mo would be angry with him because of this matter after he got his body.

He went to the open drawer and found two other photographs on a fancy paper.Xiao Lan had probably been under the pressure of that medical report before, so Xiao Lan didn't notice it all the time.He reached out and picked up the photo.

A couple, a young and lovely child, is the photo of the three of He Mo's family.Xiao Lan never thought that He Mo still kept this kind of photo. He couldn't help laughing when he saw the beautiful little boy smiling cleanly in the photo. He thought it was a little funny, but his heart was more distressed. It turned out that He Mo still had a good smile. Such a lovely time.

He took out another photo, it was [Xiao Lan] wearing a sportswear in junior high school, showing thin arms and legs, smiling flamboyantly showing cute little tiger teeth, with his arms hanging on the expressionless He Mo, The smile on the corner of Xiao Lan's mouth gradually faded.He clearly knew that the child was not him, but when Xiao Lan saw it at this time, he felt an inexplicable urge to cry, and a silent sadness spread in his heart.

Xiao Lan's hands trembled slightly, and he picked up the piece of paper under the photo. It was a fancy-colored classmate book, which was very popular when the class graduated and the whole class would write it together.This one was written by Xiao Lan to He Mo when he was in the third year of junior high school, and the handwriting was really ugly.

Xiao Lan wrote in detail in the classmate record, birthday, zodiac sign, phone number, address, what he likes, what he wishes, and what to leave a message.Only then did Xiao Lan know that people who like lily of the valley, people who like to watch children's channels, and people who like to eat instant noodles are actually [Xiao Lan], not He Mo.He Mo, who kept this classmate record and memorized the words in it, seemed to make up for Xiao Lan's lost life.

It was only at this moment that Xiao Lan really understood that Xiao Lan was indeed the dust in He Mo's life.

Xiao Lan died, He Mo's life was covered with dust and there was no light anymore.

At that moment, it seemed that it was not only Xiao Lan who was emotionally turbulent, but also He Mo.This is the first time when He Mo was possessed by Xiao Lan, his emotions were too strong and he took the initiative to take away the sovereignty of his body.

When He Mo opened his eyes, he saw the classmate record in his hand, and on the back was the graduation message written by Xiao Lan——

[to He Mo: After graduating from junior high school, you have to go to the same high school.

If you can't get into the same high school, you can get into the same university.

If you can't get into the same university, you will be in the same city.

If you can't do it, hey, it's okay, you can't pretend that you don't know each other when you meet in the future! ]

He Mo didn't want to accept this piece of paper at that time, just because of this message.He didn't like this message, it was like Xiao Lan was saying that he might leave at any moment in the future.What He Mo was thinking at the time was that his grades were better than Xiao Lan's, so no matter where Xiao Lan went, he could follow.

I don't want Xiao Lan to be out of sight, I don't want Xiao Lan to leave my life, I can't let him shine where I can't reach.Perhaps, as the woman said, his mother's madness has been completely inherited from him.He Mo quietly suppressed this so-called madness in his heart, no one knew about it, but it spread wantonly.His time is very long and his patience is very good. He is confident that this message will become a future, the same high school, one university, one city, and Xiao Lan will not have the opportunity to leave.

But no one expected such an accident to happen.

It's just as good as it is now, Xiao Lan, the resentful spirit, can only stay by his side forever, so He Mo will never worry that he will leave.

"He Mo!" He Yuhua outside the door was still knocking on the door persistently, calling He Mo's name loudly.

"Don't do such a thing." He Mo's thoughts also stopped, and he reached out and put the paper and two photos back.It doesn't seem to be blaming Xiao Lan, it's just a casual mention, there is no need to do such a thing.From the moment He Mo met Xiao Lan, the resentful spirit, all paths were already doomed, whether it was a dead end or a return path, there was no way out.

Xiao Lan stood aside, by accident, he turned over a blank page and wrote down a line carefully.

[You have to live well. ]

He Mo looked at the line of words and snorted and laughed, seemingly puzzled and mocking.Perhaps not only He Mo, but even Xiao Lan felt that the sentence he wrote was too poor, too clichéd, and even meaningless.But Xiao Lan didn't know what else to write, at least at this moment he sincerely hoped that He Mo could live well, one year, two years, ten years, or even longer.

Xiao Lan turned his head to look at the pot of lily-of-the-valley by the window, it was full of greenery, and the pure white lily-of-the-valley flower was already in bud.

The breeze blows the pages of the notebook, and the ink-colored handwriting flows on the blank paper, slowly leaving two lines of clumsy but nostalgic handwriting——

[You said you wanted me to give you time. ]

[I'll wait for you, are ten Mayflowers enough? ]