Shield of Rebirth

When Ling Feng returned home, he was taken aback when he saw the young man sitting on the big sofa in the living room.

Some messy hair has been trimmed and smoothed, cut into layered hair, but the length is not too short, a long wide sweater is worn on the body, and a pair of casual trousers, Bare feet, sitting on the sofa with knees tucked in, watching TV.

Perhaps it was because of the lighting in the living room, Ling Feng suddenly felt that the living room seemed to be softer today because of the presence of this young man.

Hearing the noise, Ling Tian turned his head, watched Ling Feng walking towards him, and curled up his toes nervously. He didn't know that he made these changes with a pre-emptive mentality. not going to be mad.

Ling Tian still remembers how happy he was when his father asked someone to help him trim his messy hair, because it was his father who cared, so he was flattered that such a busy father could notice his hair ?

It's a pity that the later hairstyle was really not the type he liked. Of course, the more important thing was that he later saw that hairstyle in a photo in the drawer of his room.

At that time, he was holding the photo, standing in front of the mirror, looking at the same hairstyle in the mirror as in the photo, and even felt that the person in the photo overlapped with him in a trance, and he felt sad in his heart but couldn’t tell anyone , I can only comfort myself that that person is no longer there.

"Not bad." Ling Tian didn't know if Ling Feng really thought it was not bad.Or is this the only way to say it because it is already like this?He was also a little confused for a while, why did he make these changes?Obviously, if he followed the old path completely, he would be more sure of finding an opportunity, wouldn't he?

The sofa beside him sank, Ling Feng took off his suit jacket, and a servant stepped forward to take it and hung it up. Looking at the curled up and tight toes of the young man beside him, he suddenly felt very cute.

Putting his arms around the boy's shoulder, Ling Feng asked in a soft voice: "Why did you remember to change your image?"

Ling Tian put his body close to Ling Feng's arms. He was already irresistible to this embrace. It's not a day or two since he envied those children who can be hugged by their parents. The obsession from childhood to adulthood is not easy to get rid of .

Whenever loneliness strikes, he hopes to have a hug that makes him feel at ease. In the last life, although he longed to have physical contact with his father, he was too cautious because he was cautious.

I always think about whether doing those actions will appear unreliable, too childish, so I often endure my desire to get closer, and only occasionally when I have the opportunity, I can let myself go for a while.

Perhaps it was because of this that he never forgot about this behavior as if he had an obsession.

But now, he lacks the sense of responsibility that he thought he was expected to, so can he let himself go a little bit more?

He wrapped his arms around his father's waist aggressively, Ling Tian

Decided, during this time, he might be able to satisfy his desire a little bit?Maybe after doing this, you won't always be obsessed with it.

"No, those clothes are not comfortable to wear, I'm not used to it." Ling Tian replied: "I also thought that my hair was going to be trimmed before school started. By the way, father, can you help me with my old things? Shall I take it back?"

Ling Feng lowered his body, put his hands on Ling Tian's shoulders, looked straight at Ling Tian and said, "Listen, Xiao Tian. You are not the same as before. Throw away those things. Tell the butler what you need, or Tell Dad, everything will be there, huh?"

Ling Tian satirized slightly in his heart. He found that he always liked to treat himself like this. When he was about to sink, he asked a word that made his heart sink to the bottom, to remind himself to wake up. Could it be an invisible self-abuse habit?

"...But..." Ling Tian felt that he should try again, and said half hesitantly.

The feeling of his forehead touching his forehead, Ling Feng's eyes are close at hand, he can't see the smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, and the face with a soft expression is missing, and the eyes that should belong to Ling Feng are clearly reflected. Feng's indifference and ruthlessness: "No but, since I found you back, you are Ling Yuntian, my only son and sole heir, and have nothing to do with the previous Ling Tian, ​​you know?"

Ling Tian's pupils constricted, did he change his name under such circumstances?Was that what his father said back then?

Under the condition that he knew the inside story in advance, how straightforward this sentence is!

It was so straightforward that his heart throbbed and his face was pale.

With a weak and pale smile, his questioning eyes met Ling Feng's without fear, and after pulling a little distance away, Ling Tian asked: "But Dad, isn't Ling Yuntian the name of 'brother'? "

Ling Feng rubbed his hair again: "Xiaotian knows a lot."

Finally, all the smiles on Ling Tian's face disappeared, leaving only a blank silence: "...there was news on TV that my brother had an accident."

"Hehe, it seems that Xiaotian is too boring. Why don't you help Dad from tomorrow on. As Dad's heir, you have to work hard." Ling Feng smiled again, with a smile on his face. Said in a coaxing tone: "Father believes that as long as Xiaotian works hard, he will not be inferior to Yuntian. And daddy knows that you are Xiaotian and not someone else, so daddy only calls you Xiaotian."

With a tone and expression that obviously didn't want Ling Tian to continue entanglement, Ling Tian had no choice but to hum, but the chill on his back became more and more profound.

There is almost a chance, Ling Tian thought, there was a time when he really came into contact with Ling Feng's business, at first Ling Feng taught him by hand, and later he found some small cases for him to try.

It is precisely because he has cultivated himself so hard that he never doubted Ling Feng's intentions.

Although the cases he handles alone

It's all insignificant, but it's enough for him to do some tricks, and he never thought about how to do Ling Feng's business, revenge or anything, and he didn't know who to seek revenge, so his goal was to be alone. As long as the ability jumps out of Ling Feng's palm, it is enough.

At that time, he really has nothing to do with Ling Feng, no matter from which aspect.

Ling Tian closed his eyes, the light in the living room cast a dim halo on his dark brown hair, and after his back felt cold, his heart gradually became cold, even if he embraced the embrace he once longed for, You can't even warm up your body.

Perhaps, what he longs for is not the so-called father's embrace, but a relationship, a family relationship that makes him feel at ease and warm.In fact, Ling Feng obviously couldn't give it.