Shield of Rebirth

The conversation with Ling Tian ended in a warm atmosphere, just like the first time, except that he didn't mention changing his name because he was afraid that he would not be able to accept it for a while, and he couldn't go to school because it was too dangerous, because Ling Feng Except for the accident of the only son, now he is the only son left. Ling Feng also told him all these things.

Yi faction was upright, and did not hide anything, not even the fact that he went to look for his eldest son because his eldest son died in an accident.

Ling Feng's words at that time rang in his ears: "You also know that having more than two sons from different mothers is not a good thing, and it is not good for anyone. Can you understand Dad? ?”

Look, how frank he was, even though he felt extremely uncomfortable in his previous life, he couldn't help but agree with his statement.

Ling Tian stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, brushing back the hair that fell on his forehead with his hands. The face in the mirror was a bit childish, but the innocence was no longer visible in the eyes.

It's not just because of the half a year in the last life, living in an orphanage since childhood is the most important thing.

Looking at those quiet eyes in the mirror, Ling Tian thought in his heart, to be softer, gentler, childish and innocent, and most importantly, to be more trusting and convincing in front of Ling Feng.

Sure enough, the person in the mirror raised his lips and smiled, his slightly narrow eyes narrowed because of the smile, blocking the complex and difficult expression inside, leaving a face with a bit of embarrassment and a soft smile.

Very suitable.

Sitting at the dining table in the living room, Ling Tian carefully handled the knife and fork. In his last life, he should be like this now. He knows how to use it a little, but it is not standard.

Fortunately, Ling Feng would not correct his actions in such a situation, because it would make him feel embarrassed, and he would just quietly teach him many things alone when the two of them were alone.

"...Father...Father, can I really not go to school anymore?" At the dinner table, Ling Tian asked in a low voice and somewhat expectantly: "I worked very hard to get into this school. If Dad is worried about me, he can let me People follow me, I don't mind."

Yes, if he is really worried about him, he doesn't mind if someone follows him, and he doesn't even mind not being able to go to school anymore, no matter how much he has suffered and suffered in order to be admitted to this school. .

But, Ling Feng, are you really worried about him?Obviously not, so he was a little reconciled, all the hard work and hard work for so long was in vain, and what he got in return was nothing but a dream.

Hearing Ling Tian's unwilling question, Ling Feng was slightly taken aback when he was eating with his hands, he ate the food in his hands slowly, then put down the tableware, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then said: "... ...If you really want to go to school, Dad will find you a tutor to teach you, and after this period of time, Dad will definitely let you continue to go to school, huh?"

That's different, Ling Tian said in his heart, even if he can really wait until that moment, it has nothing to do with his previous efforts, he naturally knows that with Ling Feng's ability, if he wants to let a person enter a university, It is really a very simple matter, even if it is to study abroad, it is not difficult at all.

Unfortunately, even if he wanted to, he might not be able to wait for that day.

Seeing Ling Tian's expression of bowing his head and saying nothing, Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, and his tone turned soft and low: "...Dad just lost a son, don't let Dad worry, okay? Dad only has you as a son now."

"Oh, I see, does Dad have any other relatives?... Well, for example, do I have any older sisters or something." Ling Tian's voice seemed to be very embarrassed, and he lowered his head even further. up.

The sound of the chair moving sounded, Ling Tian seemed to be taken aback, he raised his head, and stared blankly at Ling Tian who had already walked beside him.

When being hugged, Ling Tian was in Ling Feng's arms from an angle that no one could see. He narrowed his eyes in fascination. Perhaps Ling Feng had already discovered it. Every time he came into close contact with Ling Tian, ​​Ling Tian Always seem to speak well.

Reason and desire haunt him, one side is heaven and the other is hell.

He was gently kissed on the hair, and said in a soft tone: "No more, Dad doesn't have any other relatives, and you don't have any sisters, Dad only has you as a relative."

When Ling Feng spoke, the sound rang in Ling Tian's ears from such a close distance, as if it could penetrate deep into his heart all at once.

Only, what a beautiful word, how good it would be if it were true.

Gently embracing Ling Feng's slightly bent waist, making the distance between the two of them closer, Ling Tian's soft voice sounded like a sigh: "I only have my father as a relative."

"Hehe." There was another chuckle next to his ear, which made Ling Tian's heart sink.Because he could never figure out what kind of mood Ling Feng felt after each chuckle.

Behind the Ling family's house, there is a big garden. When Ling Feng was not at home, Ling Tian liked to come here alone, because there is no trace of Ling Yuntian in this garden, and it will not be like his bedroom. It hurts to look at it now.

Sitting in a daze on his favorite swing, Ling Tian wondered inexplicably, who would put this swing here?Is it the mistress who died young, or the designer's self-assertion?

The sun was a little lazy, and it made him feel warm all over. Unfortunately, his clothes were not very comfortable. If he tried again, he would not want to endure this awkward feeling anymore.

To make himself feel more comfortable in some small places, his father shouldn't mind, right?

"Master, the clothes you asked for have been delivered, do you want to go and see if they fit?" The butler of the Ling family looked at the young man who was squinting under the sun, and had to say that the young master's clothes were indeed the same as this one. Teenagers don't quite fit.

Ling Tian came back to his senses, hooked his lips into a smile, and thanked him quietly and politely. He knew that the butler would just call him Young Master. He used to think that maybe the butlers of rich families were like this, until he once It was found that the housekeeper looked softly at the photo of his elder brother.

However, he can completely understand, hehe, who is he, he is just brought back from an orphanage, if he can really compare with his real young master, then it will be the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Moreover, although the butler was not close to him, he had never been rude to him, and he could not force others to be close to him, not to mention, he really didn't care about other people's attitudes at all.

Except for his father, other people's attitudes have nothing to do with him, this is what he used to think.

Forget it, don't think about it, Ling Tian sighed, he found that since he came back, he was always immersed in the memories of the past time after time, it's not good to go on like this, he has more important things to do.

It's a pity that many things can't be controlled by him, especially the changes in his emotions. If he can completely control his emotions, he will really become a god.