Shield of Rebirth

"Father, what's the matter?" As a result, the phone in the butler's hand, Ling Tian asked while looking at the setting sun.

Ling Feng's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ask the driver to take you to the city hospital. Dad has made an appointment for the doctor to check you up."

"No need, Dad, my body is fine." Ling Tian never expected that his father actually planned to give him a physical examination. Is it necessary?He had almost forgotten about it these days.

Ling Feng's voice could not be disobeyed, and he said directly: "I have already made an appointment, just come here, I will give you half an hour, as soon as possible."

With that said, he hung up the phone.

Hearing the beeping sound of the phone hanging up, Ling Tian was quite speechless. He patted his forehead, stood up and stretched himself, and said to the housekeeper, "I'll go change clothes. The housekeeper will inform the driver."

In an office of the hospital, Lin Yu said to Ling Feng who was sitting on the sofa in a good mood: "Although Yuntian has woken up, his current injury is not suitable for moving, and he has been in a coma for a long time, and he needs to be in a long time. Observe and observe. And the mood swings should not be too big, it is said that you like that young son very much now, although I have no position to say anything, but from the doctor's point of view, it is best not to let Yun Tian see him for the time being!"

He frowned and hesitated for a while before saying: "From the perspective of a friend, I still hope that you will give Yuntian more thoughtfulness. Although he has a cold temper, he is still just a child after all. I have said it before, you guys The relationship between father and son is too cold, which is not good."

Ling Feng took a sip of tea indifferently, and said, "He will be the heir of the Ling family in the future, and he knows what he wants."

Seeing Lin Yu's frustrated face, Ling Feng put down his teacup and said, "There is no need to care about so much between father and son. He is my son, and I have always known it."

Lin Yu really has nothing to say, so he doesn't say anything.

Turn the topic to Ling Tian and ask him: "What's wrong with your little son, you need to do all the inspections?"

"It's nothing, I can't stop panting after running for two steps, check to see what's going on?" Ling Feng replied in a flat voice.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. His youngest son should be arriving soon, right?

Ling Tian still wore a pair of sunglasses, and the exposed half of his face was very similar to Ling Yuntian.

In fact, Ling Tian knew that Ling Feng's attitude towards this matter was noncommittal, as long as he did not recognize Ling Tian's identity, and Ling Yuntian did not appear again, then he could only be Ling Yuntian.

Moreover, the people he came into contact with were basically controlled by Ling Feng in a very safe range, and the possibility of exposure was basically eliminated.

What made Ling Tian feel powerless even more was Ling Feng's attitude that he could use it if he could, and it didn't matter if he couldn't use it. important feeling.

Fortunately, he also experienced death once. If he knew his father's plan in his previous life, he probably tried every means to destroy it.

But now, he doesn't want others to know that he was the one who used to be someone else's substitute for a while.

He hoped that Ling Yuntian had never disappeared for a while, and that Ling Tianzhen had never appeared in Ling Feng's life or in the life of the Ling family.

So when he usually goes out, he wears sunglasses very consciously, just like his father's wish, and by the way, his own wish now.

When he leaves, everything during this period will be gone with the wind.

"Dad." Entering the office, Ling Tian took off his sunglasses, and greeted Ling Feng and Lin Yu: "Doctor Lin."

"Well, it will be fine soon." Ling Feng nodded to Ling Tian, ​​seeming to comfort him.

Lin Yu held a stack of forms prepared in his hand, and smiled gently to Ling Tian: "It's all ready, follow me."

Nodding indifferently, it's already here, and he doesn't want to say anything like that's okay, it's already a foregone conclusion, and it seems hypocritical to say more.

Even if he really doesn't think his health is bad, at best he is in the same sub-health state as most people.

After tossing and tossing from beginning to end, Ling Tian really breathed a sigh of relief. He never knew that there are so many items to be checked in the physical examination. He came here at three o'clock in the afternoon, and it is almost seven o'clock now.

If it wasn't for Ling Feng's reasons, I'm afraid these people in the hospital would have left work long ago.

When he walked into that office with Lin Yu again, Ling Tian was really surprised. He thought that Ling Feng should have left long ago, but he didn't expect that after the inspection, he saw that Ling Feng was still there? !

She raised her eyebrows, but she didn't know if she came back after leaving, or if she never left.

"Come back when you're done." Ling Feng said to Ling Tian, ​​completely ignoring Lin Yu.Lin Yu is also used to Ling Feng's behavior, but he doesn't care.

After thinking about it, Ling Tian didn't ask Ling Feng if he was there all the time. Left and right didn't really have much to do with him, did they?

"Get in my car." Ling Feng said directly as he watched Ling Tian walk towards the other car.

After tossing and tossing for several hours, Ling Tian already looked extremely tired, but he just kept trying not to show it. At this moment, he didn't want to deal with Ling Feng at all.

Besides, he also knows that he often speaks without thinking when he is very sleepy or half asleep, and it is safer to stay away.

Then she declined to Ling Feng: "Father, I'm a little tired and want to lie down in the car."

"Come here, don't make me say it a third time." Ling Feng said in a deep voice.

The expression in Ling Tian's eyes under the sunglasses was unclear, and the expression outside the sunglasses did not show any thoughts. He just looked at Ling Feng from behind the sunglasses for two or three seconds, and saw that his calm eyes and expression were not open to negotiation, and his heart seemed to be suffocated. He took a breath, but the feeling of having to swallow it made him extremely uncomfortable.

He lifted his legs and got into Ling Feng's car, got into the back seat and sat next to Ling Feng, he couldn't change the condition of being forced to be caught, Ling Tian could only give himself more relief.

I am glad that I will be able to leave soon. If I don't leave, even if I have not died, it is really meaningless to be a puppet in Ling Feng's hands.

Seeing Ling Tian getting into his car without answering, Ling Feng knew that even if Ling Tian didn't show any emotion, he was still unhappy.

But he felt a little happy that he could control Ling Tian's behavior, even Ling Tian's expressionless face made him want to take a closer look.

However, after the coercion, you still have to coax.

The corners of his lips curled up, he smiled, grabbed Ling Tian's shoulders, hugged him in his arms, and said softly: "Let's sleep with Dad for a while, and I'll call you when we arrive."

Ling Tian was slightly sarcastic in his heart, but on the surface he hooked his lips and said, "Thank you, Dad."

Leaning in Ling Feng's arms, Ling Tian tried his best to relax, but he still didn't fall asleep, but when he was awake, he didn't know what to say to Ling Feng, so he kept his eyes closed to rest.

I don't know how long it took, and Ling Tian, ​​who was gradually drifting away, suddenly felt that the sunglasses on his face were being taken off. He didn't make any noise, but pretended that he was already fast asleep.

His breathing remains unchanged, his face is like a dream.

But what happened next almost made him jump up. He felt a warm finger across his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips, as if he wanted to use his fingers to draw his outline over and over again.

Ling Tian endured and endured, finally moved his eyelashes, opened his eyes, and asked sleepily, "What's wrong with Dad?"

Ling Feng's eyes were dim, and Ling Tian bumped into it unpreparedly, his heart skipped a few times, and he couldn't help feeling a bit chilly. Sure enough, his fear of Ling Feng had always existed.

"Is it uncomfortable, why is your face a little pale?" Ling Feng's expression has returned to normal, as if the look he saw just now was just an illusion of Ling Tian.

Ling Tian pursed his lips, sat up straight in Ling Feng's arms, left the body that was in contact with Ling Feng, and said with a faint smile: "Maybe I just woke up, I'm not feeling uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he patted his face, pretending to have just woken up.

Just woke up?

Ling Feng also didn't expose Ling Tian's lies. Although his youngest son had tried his best to calm his breathing and calm his face, his heartbeat couldn't be fooled, and it was hard to control.

When he put his fingers on his youngest son's face, he felt the sudden pounding of his heart, but if his youngest son wanted to pretend, he would naturally be assigned, wouldn't he?

It's dark outside the window

It has been completely darkened, approaching late autumn, and the days are gradually getting shorter.

The light in the car was soft and calm, shining on Ling Tian's face, with a palpitating attraction, maybe this attraction was only for Ling Feng, after all, he had something wrong in his mind.

He didn't stop to draw the outline of Ling Tian's fingers, but lingered over his lips and eyes over and over again, thinking about the pair of eyes that attracted him after he opened them, and feeling the tenderness under his fingertips. soft lips.

By the way, listening to his unbalanced heartbeat.

Relying on the fact that Ling Tian couldn't see his expression with his eyes closed, Ling Feng didn't hide his aggressive gaze, and lingered inch by inch on Ling Tian's face until his youngest son really opened those clear eyes.

The moment was too short, before Ling Feng had time to change his eyes immediately, looking at the slightly pale face of the person in his arms, Ling Feng, who had already restrained his expression, pretended to be normal and cared.

He knew that Ling Tian would never notice what kind of thoughts were hidden in his eyes.

This child, his mind is not so clear, not because of innocence, but to a certain extent, he only pays attention to what he cares about.

He may be able to observe words and emotions, and seek good luck and avoid bad luck, but he is still too immature, and more importantly, he will not think in that direction, not at all.

For a while, although Ling Feng returned to normal on the surface, an inexplicable emotion suddenly appeared in his heart. He had this kind of thoughts about Ling Tian, ​​but he didn't want it. people thing.

On this matter, his emotions and thoughts have been changing, and he himself can't figure it out, how about asking his little sky to help him think about it?

He thought a lot, but he didn't do anything, he just pulled his youngest son's hand over to open his palm, and looked at the lines in his palm.

He knows a little about palmistry, but he doesn't believe it very much. There are too many lines on his hands, and he can always make one or two of them far-fetched.

But this does not affect Ling Feng's interest in Ling Tian's palmistry, or in other words, his interest in Ling Tian himself.

The lifeline and career line are quite clear, but the emotion line is blurred in a mess of fine lines, but if he relaxes his outstretched hand, the emotion line is like a hidden curve that appears inadvertently Suddenly, it is embedded in the palm of the hand deeper than the lifeline and career line.

Playing with Ling Tian's hand, Ling Feng observed Ling Tian's palmistry in his heart with his half-baked understanding, but even though he had many, he could tell whether the three main lines were clear, smooth, from head to toe. That's all.

Ling Feng didn't really care about anything else, but the lifeline in his youngest son's hand was a bit weird, and it actually broke in the first half. In a word, there is a catastrophe, if you can't survive it, you will die, and if you survive it, you will live a long life.

But Ling Tian's lifeline was strangely divided into two parts, two lines that didn't touch at all, one was broken on the road, the second half of the other was perfect, but the first half was like duckweed and couldn't find its starting point.

The two lines exist like parallel lines, only the end of the first line and the beginning of the second line are interspersed a little bit.

It's a very strange palmistry, at least Ling Feng only knows a little bit, but he doesn't understand it at all.

Ling Feng just looked at it casually, because he didn't believe it, and he liked the feeling of holding Ling Tian's hand in his palm.

The fingers are not amazingly long, but they are not short either. They are pretty good-looking hands, and what surprised Ling Feng the most is that there is no thin callus on Ling Tian's entire hand, which is flexible and soft. And moist.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, even his hands were bound to have some inconspicuous calluses, and Ling Tian didn't even have any calluses on the fingers holding the pen, which really surprised him.

"Xiaotian's hand doesn't look like a boy's hand at all, but looks like a well-maintained girl's hand." Ling Feng smiled and said gently, with a temptation that both of them knew well. .

Ling Feng tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then tugged at Ling Feng's hand, but it didn't come out, so he could only explain: "Because of my physique, the palm of my hand changes a layer of skin every year, so naturally there are no calluses."

Feeling Ling Feng caressing the part of his palm where calluses are most likely to appear, Ling Tian opened his mouth to speak, and Ling Tian only simply explained, as for whether Ling Feng believed it or not, he no longer cared.

If you have doubts, go check it out, he doesn't care, anyway, the wasted manpower and material resources have nothing to do with him.

And the palm of his hand made many colleagues who used to work part-time together think that he was some kind of young master to experience life. It was really funny, he had two young master's hands, but not the young master's life.

But he likes this kind of physique very much, there is no trace left on his hands, no matter in the hard life, he can still be like his life, leaving only good memories.

As for maintenance, if it is worth applying some antifreeze in winter, then forget it.

Ling Feng sighed without seeing his expression: "Xiaotian's physique is really special."

It seems that no matter what is good or bad about his youngest son's health, his little boy can only think of one reason, system problems.

Oh, it's cute and tight.

Rubbing Ling Tian's hair, seeing his youngest son's slightly helpless face, Ling Feng chuckled softly.