Shield of Rebirth

Ling Feng didn't answer Ling Tian's words, but looked at Ling Tian's smiling face with soft eyes again.

Ling Tian turned his head and stared at the TV, but didn't speak any more.

The two of them became quiet, and the sound of the TV rang in their ears, but no one had the time to pay attention to what was being played.

At this time, Ling Tian noticed the strong smell of alcohol on Ling Feng's body.

Could it be that he was drunk?

"Dad has been drinking, so let's go to bed early." Ling Tian got up, really not in the mood to stay here anymore, he just spent too long surfing the Internet in the room, so he just came out to get some air.

Stretching, he also planned to go to sleep.

"Is Xiaotian sleepy too? Well, let's go to bed together." Ling Feng said with a smile.

Ling Tian hummed, thinking that Ling Feng meant that the two of them went to sleep together, turned around and wanted to go upstairs.

Ling Feng looked at his son's thin and flexible figure, hugged him by the waist, carried him on his shoulders, and said with a sense of mischief: "Since Xiaotian also agreed, then we father and son will sleep on our feet tonight." !"

Ling Tian was changed position in an instant, he was stunned, his stomach rested on Ling Feng's shoulder, his upper body hung in the air behind Ling Feng, he didn't know where to use his hands, but he forcibly stopped the panic that he almost blurted out. call.

There was a momentary feeling of blood congestion and weightlessness in his head hanging in the air. This situation reminded him of the situation in his last life when he was tied up and carried on a cruise ship before he died. No one knew that he had actually woken up from the bumps at that time.

Lost consciousness was also momentary, but his body was a little weak, and he was still instinctively afraid of what happened after that.

I want to struggle, but I feel that I can't use my strength, and I feel light and light.

Then Ling Tian tried his best to suppress his urge to roar and question loudly, and said to his father in a good voice: "Father, please let me down first, this is too uncomfortable."

His voice was a little weak, and his stomach was really uncomfortable being pressed against his father's shoulders.

Ling Feng didn't let go, instead he said: "It's okay, Dad still has some physical strength, and it's almost here."

While speaking, Ling Feng carried Ling Tian up the stairs, and then walked in the opposite direction of Ling Tian's room.

The movements of walking around made Ling Tian feel like vomiting, but he confirmed with a wry smile in his heart that his father should indeed be drunk.

But this weird development made Ling Tian feel that his brain was not enough at all.

All kinds of messy thoughts collide in my mind, but I don't know how to get out of it.

Ling Feng knew that he wanted the person on his shoulder, but he shouldn't.Ling Feng, who was half drunk and half awake, didn't think about why, but this feeling was extraordinarily clear, as if it had been magnified many times.

In fact, even Ling Feng, who was sober, never thought that he would

What his youngest son's sense of being different meant, he didn't even think about it.

He just subconsciously thought that he wanted this person, but he couldn't, that's all.

Ling Feng has never equated heartbeat with love, perhaps he has never realized that the result of heartbeat can become love.

He opened the door of the room with one hand, and put the other arm around the waist of his youngest son who was on his shoulder.

Then, he walked into his private territory that few people entered.

After placing Ling Tian on the bed, he realized that Ling Tian's face was pale, and his brows were tightly furrowed as he clutched his stomach.

Ling Tian felt as if he had narrowly escaped death. When his father carried him up the stairs step by step, he felt extremely uncomfortable. After focusing on the uncomfortable abdomen, the uncomfortable feeling became even more unbearable.

The head was swollen, and there was a pounding sound inside the head, as if a heart had grown in the head.

Later, it was even difficult to speak, and it was difficult to breathe.

He simply saved this effort first.

When Ling Feng put him on the bed, he thanked him sincerely, and finally arrived. If the distance was any further, maybe he would really die.

Even when he was carried by the kidnappers on his shoulders last time, he didn't feel so uncomfortable. It can only be said that his father has no skills in carrying people, and he has no sense of propriety. It is too painful for his shoulders to touch the softest part of his stomach. up.

It can also be seen from this that his father was a person who never cared about others.

"What's wrong with Xiaotian?" Ling Feng could also see Lingtian's discomfort: "Did you hit your stomach just now?"

As he spoke, he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to caress Ling Tian's stomach.

Ling Tian naturally moved away from Ling Feng's hand, and rubbed his stomach, already recovering, secretly sighing that he really has a halo of unlucky years.

"No need dad, I'm not used to sleeping with other people, I don't think dad is used to it either. I'll go back to my room first." Ling Tian sat up and was about to get out of bed.

Ling Feng really wanted to agree, because he also had a faint feeling that he couldn't indulge himself, but in fact, he didn't.

He even put his arms around Ling Tian's waist even further, pushed him down on the bed, and said solemnly: "Dad is not someone else, although Dad is not used to sleeping with others, but if it is Xiaotian, Dad will not sleep with others." mind."

For a moment, Ling Tian really wanted to say bluntly, you don't mind me, but thinking about it, he also found it boring.

Discussing this with someone who can't explain it is just too boring.

Smelling the smell of alcohol lingering on the tip of his nose, Ling Tian looked at his father's still clear eyes, but felt ashamed that he was a person who lived in two worlds with him no matter in thought or life, and he had never even seen the form of drunkenness.

But he also wondered, is this person really drunk?

?If drunk, the eyes are so clear.If he wasn't drunk, what happened to him tonight was really a dream?

Ling Tian suddenly had a headache, how did this happen?

Why did he feel that his life suddenly made no sense?

Ling Tian didn't want to struggle anymore. He had fantasized many times how happy it would be to lie in his father's arms. From the orphanage to the Ling family, he had always been looking forward to it, and it had always been his dream.

Today, he got his wish.

The person who surrounds him and even presses half of his body is the father he once hoped for.

However, it has to be said that he didn't feel anything.

When he realized this, Ling Tian covered his eyes with one hand, and hooked the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, leaving only a faint feeling of sadness in his heart.

Sure enough, even if it is a family relationship connected by blood, even if it is a desire from the heart, it cannot withstand the ravages of time and human consumption.

He didn't struggle any more, anyway, seeing that Ling Feng didn't intend to let him go tonight, he thought it was a dream of his own, even though it was already in the past.

Just take it as it is, give yourself an explanation.

He will soon, forever, tell this person that he will never see him again.

Looking at Ling Tian's slightly raised lips, Ling Feng felt an urge to kiss him.

He was sober enough and confused enough to clearly know what he was doing and what he wanted to do, but he didn't have the sense to see Ling Tian's true mood at this moment.

But in the end, he didn't do that, he just let himself fall on Ling Tian's body, buried his head on Ling Tian's neck, and tightly wrapped Ling Tian in his arms.

He was drunk, but not drunk.

He was unconsciously doing the thing of wrapping Ling Tian in his arms, but consciously restrained himself from doing anything out of the ordinary.

He didn't kiss Ling Tian's ruddy lips, nor did he kiss any other places on him, and he didn't make any further moves.

Just wrapped Ling Tian into his arms through the clothes.

Thoughts are just thoughts after all, Ling Tian looked at his father who was buried in his neck and fell asleep, he still lost sleep after all.

Originally, because his father was fixed too tightly, he couldn't move, and after a long time, he felt a little sleepy, but suddenly felt something sticking to his waist.

After Ji Ling woke up, he found that his sweater had rubbed up a little at some point, and his father's hand was on his bare waist.

This skin-to-skin feeling is really too awkward, even if that person is his father.

He pulled down the hem of the sweater that had been rubbed up, and put down his father's hand.

Unexpectedly, just as he let go of his father's hand, he was hugged even tighter.

Ling Tian couldn't help losing sleep over this situation.

It was so uncomfortable, he really liked the way of sleeping freely by himself, without restraint, he could sleep as he wanted.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian felt that the current state was really tormenting and uncomfortable, and it was extremely difficult to fall asleep again.

He couldn't help but wryly smiled. It turned out that he had many wishes in the past, but in fact he probably didn't want them that much.