Heather who counterattacked

"So, where's my baby?"

After the last comprehensive examination, Xi Ruier was convinced that her body was really fine except for a little weakness. She had antibodies in her body and the virus was not contagious and would not recur. The confusion that had been hidden in her heart began Settle accounts after autumn.

Lance stood at the window with Kroen on his shoulders, one person, one cat, and two pairs of eyes watching Naiden help Cyril up to dress him.Finally, I can leave this cold research institute and find a sanatorium with beautiful scenery, humanities and gentleness for professional recuperation and rehabilitation. People who have endured more than a year of torture can hardly hide their inner gratitude and joy, and they heard this question unexpectedly Even Naiden's hand paused for a moment, and he carefully shifted his gaze, and then even Kroen's head also turned away, with a meaningful look in his blue cat pupils.

Lance, who was stared at like this, didn't feel guilty at all.He was obviously lost in thought, and his slightly lowered eyelids half covered his dark blue pupils, hiding any emotions floating inside.After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: "I think..."

"You can have another child." Lance seemed to have finally figured it out, then raised his eyes, his calm tone was strangely righteous, and he even smiled, "Anmir's talent is more suitable for my field. Cyril, Let's have another baby."

The other two people present were in shock, before they had time to react, Kroen slapped him on the face, knocked his head to one side, then jumped up, jumped on the bed and turned around, threatening this shameless guy Patting the edge of the bed as if, the extremely humane posture made it easy for those familiar with the character of this fierce beast to guess what it wanted to express. What about the cub, hand it over the cub!

Naiden has resigned himself to his fate, knowing that the generation of Alma under the eyes of this lord will definitely not have a bride, and whether the Marigold Paradise should be abandoned or not, but this kind of light is taking Alma's blood as its own His attitude still made him very dissatisfied.He turned his head to see what his master meant, but he didn't see any angry expression on Cyril's face.

Cyril sat on the edge of the bed very calmly, raised her head and stared at the man at the window.The other party had his back to the light, so he couldn't clearly see the exact meaning in those pupils.His current emotional processing is still a bit lagging behind, but this also makes it difficult for him to be irritated. In fact, this physical situation is quite miraculous, because there is enough time for him to rationally analyze why these emotions arise, and whether they should exist or not. —and he thought he knew why the child existed.

His feelings for Klauris are calm, and the death of Ulysses completely shattered his most persistent friendship, and the success of revenge also ended his long-standing obsession. He was really in a state of lovelessness at the beginning .It's not just the virus lurking, acting on the nerves to gradually affect and cut off his emotional response, but a real blank.

Lance is perhaps the most aware of this state.With Lance's desire to control him at the time, he used unknown means to get a child, and using this as a reason and pillar to rekindle his enthusiasm for life is understandable.All his psychology has been thoroughly analyzed by Lance, maybe he will be angry, he will hate, he will never die with Lance, but the child is innocent, and he can't abandon his blood anyway, so if there is no After so many accidents about the virus, everything he did might go according to Lance's vision.

Later, when he was on the verge of death, he felt that his life had come to an end. Such pain was already the limit that human beings could bear. Lance used too many methods to make him persevere.A man with a disdain for religion has done nothing but pray to the Lord over and over again, and it's not surprising to use that child to prod him.

The tension is not hard to predict now.On the one hand, he was naturally worried that Cyril would be angry because of this, and on the other hand, he probably really wanted to make that child his heir—otherwise, he would not have worried that Cyril might change the life he had planned for that child.

Lance knew Cyril didn't like this approach.Of course, he is not opposed to the convenience brought about by technology, he just does not want his children to suffer from it.Probably because of the love between his parents, Cyril has always felt that a child should be the fruit of mutual affection. Although this person is stingy in giving love and does not expect to get a marriage like his parents, he stubbornly does not want a child without Emotionally based children.When he realized that he might not be able to escape this bad luck, he had no choice but to make a will, allowing the old housekeeper to use medical methods to leave blood for the family.But he is still alive, and has not lost his fertility... Although Lance is not worried about the current Cyril's empathy-in fact, it is not a relationship-he will not allow that Something happened, but he still hesitated, after all, he was the first to break through the limit.

"You should ask me to meet him." Cyril said calmly.

Almost clearly, Lance's straight back relaxed slightly. "Okay," he said.Then there is no action.

Love is not an easy thing.

love is simple.You will fall in love with the sunshine caressing your face in the morning, you will fall in love with the strong and bitter aroma of coffee, you will fall in love with the beautiful and fragrant flowers blooming in your vision.But love is difficult, you need to carefully figure out the temperature of the other heart, you have to find a suitable way to get along with it, you will hesitate, hesitate, be at a loss, and have endless guesses.

Cyril loves many people.But including Claus, he has never tried how to fall in love with someone.

But no matter how hard it was to imagine, he couldn't take this person out of his own life.And getting along with Lance is not as difficult as you think. This person exposes his entire chest to you, so that you can clearly touch his heart. He opens his brain and transfers his consciousness to you without reservation. you.Lance obviously understands how to gain his trust, how to jump on the boundary line of his tolerance, but no longer violate the bottom line.

When he was finally leaving Losanik, he met his child.

Golden brown hair and blue eyes... I don't know where the other blood comes from, but this child has Cyril's father's hair color and mother's pupil color.The outline of the facial features is very similar to Cyril's, but the immature face has a calmness and reason that does not match his age, and then he suddenly understands why Lance is so nervous about him-this child is too similar to himself.

Cyril almost thought he saw a replica of himself when he was a child.

Some premonitions surfaced almost instantly, and he thought he understood Lance's concerns.Lance's decision is probably correct. If this child inherits his potential, then this child is really suitable for the marginal world.

But this did not prevent Cyril from making the decision to bring him back to White Castle.

When he picked up the child, he could clearly feel his stiffness and bewilderment.An Mir looked at him without blinking. When two similar faces came into close contact, the shock was almost doubled.

After holding back for a while, the child turned around and asked someone he knew for help: "... sir?"

Lance stood on the side, watching Cyril's expression quietly, and fell silent when he heard the question, and then slowly said: "Your father... An Mir, I told you."

Immediately, An Mir also fell silent.He wanted to say that this was nonsense, but his good upbringing made him never be stingy about giving the guardian face and not contradicting any of his words.In fact, when he heard these almost acknowledgment-like words, his already beating heart beat even more violently, and he stared intently at the man who was holding him, with a nervous and apprehensive expression gradually appearing on his face.

He is my father?Yes, they are so similar... Then, will he like me?

Cyril hugged him for a while, and experienced what it was like to be a father holding a child, and then felt that the power of blood was really strange. It was the first time they met, but it seemed that they had never been separated, and then everything had been done All the imaginations and guesses in the dream have a definite image, which is the appearance of this child.

"...It's a bit heavy." It took a long time for Cyril to say a word.

Before Lance collapsed, he stretched out his hand pretending to be calm, and Naiden, who was standing behind, couldn't wait to step forward and hug his little master.He was almost moved to tears.An Mir didn't make a sound, he changed his embrace quietly, then lowered his head to look at the agitated butler.

Cyril rubbed his wrists, although he wouldn't be exhausted to the point of panting after walking two steps after standing for a while, but his current body also prevented him from hugging a heavy object for a long time.Lance approached, grabbed his arm, and massaged him skillfully.

"You know who I am?" Cyril said to Anmir.It is an equal tone, not an adult to a child.

An Mir nodded slowly.

"Do you know who you are?" Cyril paused, "I mean, you know your last name?"

The child's crisp voice said: "Amir Cyril Almasia." He glanced at Lance, "Sir, the middle name is my father's name."

"Very good." Cyril nodded.

He turned his head to look at Lance: "I don't object to your intention, but I think at least give Anmir the right to choose." He squinted his eyes, and when he raised his head slightly, the pride and stubbornness that belonged to the Duke of Silvermoon were in his hands. The corners of the eyes and brows are rendered.

The tone of each word clearly reveals the firm determination: "His name is Almacia—he is my child!"

Even if you are really attracted to those parts that cannot be seen with the naked eye, they are intangible things beyond the scope that words can describe, and a beautiful face is also a very heavy bargaining chip added to it.After going through the most tragic situation step by step, such a fresh and lively appearance is really touching.

Lance was briefly dazzled, and he had difficulty taking his attention away from his sweetheart's face.

Without hesitation: "You have the final say."

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La la la, how sweet it is!