The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

The bone-piercing pain caused Song Yu's body's protection mechanism to subconsciously choose sleep mode.

As for the nanny outside, she could vaguely hear something in the room.

She was about to go in to have a look, but the warning from Ling Jing sounded again——

No one is allowed to enter.

The nanny pursed her lips and stood there hesitantly.

At the same time, in another courtyard not far away.

As soon as Ling Jing walked in, he was greeted by a bright woman in big clothes.

"You, you are here."

The woman's voice was obviously the person who always called Ling Jing before.

"Ah."

Ling Jing responded lightly, and then asked: "Did the doctor say it? When will he die?"

"Ling Jing!" The woman's complexion changed slightly, and she reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't say such things here."

And it was still at the door of the old man's room, asking when the old man would die.

If this is heard, what's the matter? !

Ling Jing turned a blind eye to the woman's panic, and directly bypassed her and opened the door and walked in.

The room is big.

Next to that hospital bed were various medical equipment, and those tubes were all inserted into the skinny old man on the bed.

He looked haggard from the illness.

Although he has received the most meticulous care, the rottenness emanating from his bones cannot be cured.

Hearing the knock on the door, he opened his cloudy eyes.

The sound of heavy breathing was grinding one's ears like a bellows, the old man turned his head and stared straight at him.

"Ling, Ling Jing." He called.

Ling Jing walked in front of him and looked down at him without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Just like the person lying in front of him, to him, he is just a stranger.

No, there is no hatred between strangers.

But they have.

"I'm about to die, are you still refusing to forgive me?" the old man asked, his tone full of sadness.

Ling Jing looked down at him for a moment.

"I want to ask for my forgiveness." The corners of Ling Jing's lips curled up, his eyes were as cold as sharp knives, and he wanted to pierce through people: "Did you make a mistake? You should not ask me this question, but my mother .”

Mentioning the man who died prematurely with only a pile of broken bones left, various emotions emerged on the old man's thin face.

Regret, self-blame, guilt...

"I'm sorry for her. But she's been gone for so long, can't you give me a chance?"

Ling Jing completely ignored his expression.

In these years, he has seen through the other party, and his acting skills are better than his own.

So, regarding his words, his expression...

Ling Jing didn't believe it at all.

The old man seemed to really want to have a good talk with him, but Ling Jing didn't cooperate at all.

His purpose for coming here is also simple, just one: "Where did you hide my mother's bones?"

The old man panted heavily, and his eyes fell on him: "Ling Jing, you, you haven't called me for a long time—"

"Ah."

Ling Jing sneered, and his smile was full of sarcasm: "What should I call you? Grandpa, or...father?"

The old man's chest was heaving violently, he stretched out his hand, trying to touch Ling Jing.

But Ling Jing avoided it in disgust.

"I'm sorry for her. I will confess to her when I go underground..."

"No, when she sees you, she will only feel disgusted by you like me, so don't dirty her eyes."

As he spoke, he exhausted his patience and asked again: "Tell me, where did you hide my mother's bones?"

"I can say, but, but you have to agree to take over Ling's."

Seeing Ling Jing's face was cold, the old man continued to force him: "I wrote down everything about your mother in the diary, and that diary was locked in the bank safe. There are other belongings of your mother in the safe , and the tower left for you. As long as you...inherit the Ling family, you can get it."

Ling Jing clenched his hands into fists, and he stared at the old man: "You are going to die, and you still want to give me a hand?!"

The old man's eyes became more and more unfocused, his hands were grasping in the air in vain, and his voice was broken: "Ling Jing, I, I only have your blood, your father, he is not my own..."

When the voice fell, his hand suddenly dropped.

The monitoring equipment next to it made piercing screams, and immediately, a group of doctors in white coats hurried in.

He was pushed aside and looked coldly at the person on the hospital bed, being manipulated like a doll.

And he just found it ridiculous.

A person who used to be so strong, but now he has to linger like this, living a difficult and painful life every day.

retribution.

This is the retribution for his sins.

Similarly, for a person with dirty blood like me, existence is original sin, and retribution is inevitable.

Besides the doctor, there were many people from the Ling family who surrounded him.

These people are here every day, trying their best to get more of Ling's pie.

The woman pulled Ling Jing aside, and asked in a low voice, "How are you talking?"

Ling Jing said calmly: "I will inherit the Ling family."

"Really, really?!" The woman's face suddenly burst into ecstasy, she held Ling Jing's hand, her voice trembled because of excitement: "Are you really thinking about it?"

Ling Jing put her hand away coldly, and the latter just remembered that he usually doesn't like to be in contact with people, so he kept a distance from him embarrassingly.

"His will is made by me. I will start handing over to his people."

"Okay, okay." The woman nodded quickly, she and Ling Jing have always been in the same camp.

Even, the expectations for Ling Jing far exceed the expectations for her husband, Ling Jing's father.

As long as Ling Jing's position is stable, then she...

In the Ling family, he will definitely be able to follow the scenery.

After coming out for a while, Ling Jing frowned slightly thinking of Xiao Tuanzi who was still sleeping in the bedroom, and planned to go over to have a look.

But those Ling family members who surrounded him all gathered in front of him.

"Ling Jing, you're back, the old man has been thinking about you."

When the group of people saw Ling Jing appearing here, although they were chatting with him on the surface, they were actually spreading news.

They all knew that Ling Jing had a bad relationship with the old man in recent years.

However, they searched for a long time, but they still couldn't find out why it became worse.

And as long as Ling Jing doesn't wait to see the old man and doesn't inherit the Ling family, then this is a great opportunity for them.

But now, Ling Jing is back...

What that means, everyone has a guess in their hearts.

Ling Jing was irritated by their harassment, his cold eyes swept over their hypocritical faces, and said in a low voice——

"You don't need to ask me in a different way, let me just say it straight, Ling, I will inherit."

As soon as these words came out, sure enough, many people present changed their expressions.

A branch of the Ling family who was older than Ling Jing calmed down and asked him with a dry smile, "Why... you suddenly want to inherit?"

Ling Jing smiled mockingly: "Ling Shi, since I was born, isn't it mine? Whenever I want to take over, that's my freedom."

"You guys, stop trying, it's useless."

Even though he hates the Ling family, as long as he takes over, even if the Ling family is destroyed, he will not give this group of disgusting flies that come to bite him from time to time.

Leaving those words aside, Ling Jing didn't bother to pay attention to anything, bypassed them, and walked towards the door.

And only the woman followed closely.

As soon as they left, the people behind them couldn't bear it any longer, and cursed: "Look at his domineering appearance, he doesn't care about us! If he is really allowed to inherit the Ling family, it will be difficult for us in the future." .”

"That's right. According to me, we should also make a good total..."

That group of people used to work on their own, but now, everyone clearly realized that if Ling Jing took over the Ling family, it would be meaningless for them to continue fighting with each other.

In order to get rid of Ling Jing, all of them chose to cooperate.

in the bedroom.

After Song Yu survived the initial burst of severe pain, the pain gradually became less.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up in a daze.

"Ling Jing..." he yelled in a whisper.

But screaming and screaming, he was taken aback.

His eyes fell on his hands, and his whole body froze for an instant.

"Hand." He said in a daze.

The original small claw turned into a hand!

Consciousness gradually returned, and Song Yu sat on the bed for a while before finally realizing——

He's transformed! ! !

It has been in the shell for tens of thousands of years, and it will be another tens of thousands of years when it comes out of the shell.

My brother has always been worried about his growth path.

Because the other balls who were in the same period as him, it is said that they all got married and gave birth to new balls.

Only he, growing slowly, has always maintained the appearance of a cub.

There are mirrors in the room.

Song Yu's excited Xiaoyuan blushed.After climbing out of bed, I ran to look in the mirror.

The young boy in the mirror looked seventeen or eighteen, his face was tender, and his whole body was white and attractive.

"Ugh."

However, after Song Yu saw his appearance, all the excitement just now was washed away.

He wrinkled his face and poked his soft arms angrily, as well as his soft belly.

Too disappointed.

This body is not strong at all, there are not many muscles, and there is no Ling Jinggao.

It was nothing like the big muscular man he had imagined on TV.

Song Yu was so frustrated that he didn't want to look at himself anymore.

He lowered his head, coaxing himself in his heart.

Although the transformation is not satisfied, it doesn't matter, it is still good to have a body!

At least, next time Mumu picks up trash, it can carry the bag by itself.

After coaxing herself in her heart for a long time, Song Yu calmed down and planned to go to Ling Jing.

But when he walked to the door, Song Yu felt cold all over, and remembered slowly that he didn't have any clothes yet.

In the human world, it is shameful to go out without clothes on.

So he turned back, picked Ling Jing's closet, and started looking for clothes.

When Ling Jing left here, he didn't take anything with him.

Including his old clothes.

In the wardrobe box that was as big as the entire wall, Song Yu plucked for a while, and finally pulled out a satisfactory piece of clothing.

After taking out the clothes, Song Yu put them on clumsily.

Then, barefoot, left the room.

The nanny who wanted to come in outside the room happened to be called away again.

So, when Song Yu went out, he just avoided her.

The Ling family is huge.

When he came, Song Yu was held in Ling Jing's arms. Although he felt that this place was very big at the time, he didn't walk on the ground after all, so he didn't feel clearly about this big concept.

Now, he walked in it himself, and he felt it deeply.

In addition to small pavilions built on rockery, there is also a large green lake in the courtyard.

Song Yu looked for Ling Jing while smelling the smell in the air.

Soon.

Song Yu saw Ling Jing's figure from a distance. He was standing beside the stone scene by the lake, and there were several people standing in front of him.

"Ling Jing!" Song Yu yelled happily, but the distance was a bit far away, and no one answered after he yelled.

Seeing this, Song Yu trotted directly to find him.

"Brother, I want an autograph. I have watched all the movies you made. I like you very much."

In front of Shi Jing, Ling Jing was surrounded by a group of half-grown children, who were holding up pens and chirping for autographs.

Ling Jing's face was cold.

He knew that these children were all offshoots of the Ling family, and their parents were all people who wanted to die.

but--

The children's expressions are pure and enthusiastic, and they look like they are really chasing stars.

"Brother, why don't you just sign one for us, just sign one, okay?"

"Brother, I've been checking in on your chat for several months!"

The children pulled his clothes and acted like a baby, blowing all kinds of rainbow farts sweetly.

Ling Jing hated those adults in their family.

But for children, it is rare to have a little patience.

"Give me the pen."

After being tortured for a long time, he finally spoke.

I plan to sign a few names at random, so as to get rid of them and get away.

As soon as he finished speaking, a child courteously handed over the pen.

"Where to sign?"

"I have a handkerchief!"

"Sign it on my clothes!"

"I have a small notebook!"

They scrambled to get in front of Ling Jing, wanting to be signed first.

Seeing this, Ling Jing casually said, "Don't squeeze, come one by one."

These young children look much more pleasing to the eye than their parents.

He bent down, took the things in their hands one by one, and signed them seriously with downcast eyes.

There is wind blowing.

The broken hair in front of Ling Jing's forehead was messed up, and his handsome face was full of concentration.

In addition to autographing, he also signed some other fans as usual, with some additional words of blessing.

In the middle of signing, a little boy standing beside him, who had always had a low sense of presence, suddenly screamed in panic, his body seemed to have lost his footing or slipped, and fell straight towards the pool.

Almost like a reflex—

Ling Jing grabbed him.

But the child grabbed him tightly, and under the action of inertia, he was pulled into the water forcefully.

"elder brother!"

"My brother fell into the water! Find someone!"

"Isn't Xiaolin good at swimming? Why do you want to drag your brother!"

The children who wanted to sign were so anxious that they were about to cry.

Under the water, the child who pulled Ling Jing down broke away from Ling Jing as soon as he entered the water nimbly.

Walked ashore by himself.

His father said that Ling Jing can't swim.

and so……

If Ling Jing is drowned, it will satisfy the wish that Dad often talks about at home.

He will also be praised by Dad.

The child happily escaped alone, unaware of the horror of his own evil deeds.

He only knows that his father often taught him that as long as one thing can be done, he doesn't need to care about the means used in the process.

"Gudong-"

There was a huge swirling sound in the water, caused by the struggle.

The moment Ling Jing fell into the water, it was as if he had fallen back into his previous nightmare.

When he was young, he was hugged by his mother and jumped into the icy river.

Water plants wrapped around his ankles, and his mother imprisoned his body.

He was choking on the water, so terrified that he couldn't even struggle.

I can only wait soberly and hopelessly for death...

Since then, he has cast a shadow on overboard.

Nightmare meets reality.

Ling Jing closed his eyes tightly, allowing his stiff body to sink to the bottom little by little.

this time--

No one will save him anymore.

"Ling Jing!!!"

When the consciousness was drowsy, it seemed that someone was shouting loudly.

The voice broke because of the force.

The author has something to say: Yuzai: Ling Jing, don't be afraid, I'm coming! ! !

啾咪，谢谢大家支持呀~感谢在2020-05-2911:19:18~2020-05-3012:00:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 piece of milk tea;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: addicted to learning, procrastinating day by day, Yin Yu, Lin Wangshu, one must go ashore in 2020;

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