How can the deep relationship be shallow in rebirth

"Zeze, are you awake? Come down and eat."

Mu Zeli looked at Mu Lao who was beside the bed, "Well, I'll eat later, I don't have much appetite."

"Well, you..." Mu Lao hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zeli asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, let's rest for a while, and remember to come for dinner later."

"it is good."

After Mu Lao went out, Mu Zeli lifted the quilt and looked at his swollen belly, a moment of confusion flashed across his face.He didn't know what was going on, he was at home when he woke up, with a big belly, and he really couldn't think of anything else.According to my grandfather, eating the wrong food caused the fetus to be unstable, and passed out due to fetal gas.But he didn't have the impression, and he didn't even know how he, a man, could conceive a child.The doctor said that this is a normal phenomenon of men's pregnancy. It will cause some side effects due to hormone secretion and physical changes, such as memory loss and mood swings. It will be fine after the delivery.Mu Zeli was very puzzled. He also knew that a man's childbirth should be a shocking thing, and almost no one could accept it. He thought he would not do such a thing, but he did have a child, and it was more than four years old. It's been a month, and what makes him even more puzzled is that he didn't feel anything wrong, let alone the slightest rejection, and he seemed to be looking forward to this child.So he wasn't too shocked when he woke up and was told about the kid.But whose child is it? "Oh!" My head hurts just thinking about it.Forget it, because of that woman, he doesn't have any affection for women. Now that he has his own child, he thinks so much about what to do.

Mu Zeli put on his clothes and stretched out his two arms, in a gesture of begging for a hug.Mu Zeli was taken aback for a moment, then pursed his lips, suppressing his doubts in his heart, and went down to eat.

"... Zeze? Zeze!"

"Huh? Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"Why are you in a daze? The food won't taste good when it's cold."

"Yeah." Mu Zeli came back to his senses and started picking up vegetables. What's going on?Why do you think it shouldn't be like this? He doesn't seem to eat like this, as if someone is hugging..."Yeah!" Mu Zeli covered his head with one hand, unable to think, Mu Zeli felt that something must have happened. He will instinctively reject things that are important to him, so he still doesn't want to.

Mu Zeli only ate half a bowl of rice and couldn't eat any more. Looking at Mu Lao's worried eyes, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, I'm fine. You can take care of the company. I'll go play the piano."

"Okay, let Xiaosheng accompany you."

"Yes." Mu Zeli nodded and walked towards the piano room.

Originally a large guest room, it was converted into a piano room.Against the wall of the room, there is a Steinway piano.Mu Zeli walked over, turned on the piano, tapped the keys lightly, and a cool voice came out.Unconsciously, Mu Zeli talked about a tune, a very cheerful tune. After the tune ended, Mu Zeli found himself in tears.In a daze, I saw a face staring at him affectionately, but with a sad determination.Who was it? Just as Mu Zeli thought about it, his head hurt badly, he lost his balance, fell off his seat, and was hugged.After Mu Zeli landed on the ground, he pushed away the person who was holding him, no, not this embrace.Mu Zeli pressed the keys with one hand, making a noise, which seemed unusually abrupt in the quiet piano room.

Mu Zeli touched the piano, how could he cry, he likes music, the interest that was deprived before is now fulfilled, but why is he so sad?The things he forgot seemed important, but he couldn't think about them.

"Sorry." Mu Zeli apologized to Qin Sheng, calmed down, and returned to his own room.

After a few days, Mu Zeli had no idea, every day the secretary would send over the documents, and he and his grandfather would review them together, then eat and rest.The concept of time is almost gone, but there is always a figure in the dream, and when I am awake, I will have a headache when I think about it. Now the figure in the dream seems to have faded, is it true that one day I will never dream of it at all? ?

"Zeze?"

"Ok?"

"Why are you distracted again?"

"Well, I was just thinking about the company."

"Don't worry, there will be no problem with Assistant Qiao and your secretary, so you can take care of your baby with peace of mind."

"Well. Grandpa, I'll go up and rest for a while."

"Go."

Mu Zeli got up, and just walked a few steps, when he suddenly covered his chest with his hands, his face instantly turned pale, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he slowly squatted down while supporting the sofa by his hand.

"Brother Mu!" Qin Sheng went over to support him.

"What's wrong with Zeze? Quickly, call the doctor!" Elder Mu hurried over.

Mu Zeli couldn't hear what Qin Sheng and the others were saying at all, but his heart ached, an indescribable pain, so painful that he wanted to die.In a trance, he seemed to see the figure in the dream, but his face was full of pain and struggle.who is it?Mu Zeli began to desperately recall, and his head began to ache like tearing.

"Yang—" Suddenly, Mu Zeli let out a sad roar, and then passed out.

*****

"How's it going, did you tell me?" the man with the scar asked eagerly.

A man in a white coat who looked like a doctor shook his head: "No, we have increased the dose to the limit that humans can bear, but he still hasn't compromised."

"Then increase the dose!" The man with the scar said angrily.

"The drug acts directly on the nerves. If the dose is increased, it will cause serious sequelae to his nerves, and the chance of recovery is almost zero. Moreover, his pain sensitivity has reached the maximum. There will be a big problem with the sense of touch.”

The man with the scar evoked a cruel smile: "If he doesn't work for me, he will be destroyed if he is not used. Do it quickly!"

When the doctor left, the man with the scar called one of his subordinates, "What about that genius, why won't he take refuge in him?"

"Yes. We can't really torture him. He is not interested in anything, and he doesn't answer. Since he was arrested, he only talked to the man who was arrested with him, and never paid attention to other people."

The man with the scar smiled sinisterly, "What kind of leader has what kind of subordinates, and it's actually a thing that likes men. Start with another man who was captured, that little genius will agree."

The subordinates were overjoyed, "Yes! But how about Henry Zhang, such pain can be tolerated, even if the dose is increased, I'm afraid it won't work."

The man with the scar frowned, "It's too early for hypnosis, and his will hasn't let up at all, he looks like a monster."

The subordinate opened his mouth, hesitant to speak but stopped.

"Say, it's time to return to mother-in-law."

"Since the pain can't help him, what about the extreme itching? Even if it can last, then hypnosis is almost enough."

The man with the scar thought for a while: "Well, let's arrange it. Don't drive people crazy."

"No, people like Henry Zhang will never go crazy."

"Damn it, Vito, that trash, didn't get Mu Zeli in the end. Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a trouble!" The man with the scar angrily kicked the table next to him, "Go down!"

"Yes."