Prologue One Hundred and Seventy-Four Reflections After the Warmth.

Prologue One Hundred and Seventy-Four Warm Afterwords. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Aslan's words also moved Pakrit, and the crystal in his eyes seemed to be about to drip down like a liquid, but it was wiped off by Pakrit's sleeve without a trace, so that the moving crystal would not drip down......

Pakrit, who has always been very strong, doesn't want to make himself appear too weak in front of his son, after all, Pakrit, whether internally or externally, his weakness will never be shown in front of his children; Because he knows deeply that he is the object of his children's worship and the example of his children, he is absolutely and absolutely unable to show his weakness in front of his children.

Aslan's words moved Pakrit's heart, and the smile on his face became more kind and kind.

"Thank you for your understanding, Aslan."

Packlitt said to Aslan in a sincere and touching tone, and after a pause, she smiled and said, "Father believes in you, Aslan; In this case, from today onwards, whatever you want to do, your father will not be too disciplined by you, so that you can develop freely, but, I also hope that you have a degree in your heart, and don't live up to your father's expectations of you, Aslan, every father, in fact, hopes that his children can become dragons......"

After speaking, Pakrit sighed uncontrollably, and the eyes that were already moist seemed to be dripping again.

Expect one’s son to be talented? Who doesn't want their children to become Chan? Although there are very few children who can really become dragons, after all, it is also the expectation of their parents, as a filial son, it is natural to work hard to make achievements, and make achievements that make parents look at and be happy.

When Aslan heard Pakrit's words, he couldn't help but be moved and sobbed in a low voice, although it seemed a little weak, but this is one of the truest feelings of people, and its name is family affection!

To be honest, this kind of warm and touching scene can easily capture the tears of our audience, just like at this time, Lux and Kong Wanying, who are women, already have tears in their eyes, and their hands that keep wiping seem to be wiped as if they can't finish wiping them.

And we, the men, were also moved to watch this warm scene in our hearts, although we didn't shed tears like Lux and Kong Wanying, but there was a lot of wetness in our eyes.

Of course, although we were moved, we also knew that it was uncomfortable and to disturb them at this time, so we just relaxed our breath and quietly waited for the end of this warm scene...... That is the end of it.

And the end was indeed as perfect as we imagined, and Pacritt agreed to let Aslan study in a way that combined work and rest; When Aslan cried with joy, Renoah also joined in, and saw her hugging Aslan with both hands, her beautiful eyes were red and swollen like rabbits, and it seemed that she had just cried a lot; And Pacritt used his wide hands to hold Aslan and Renoa into his arms, and the rare touching scene made us all can't help but feel envious in our hearts.

"Strange, Strange......"

Lux called out to me in a low, barely audible tone.

Although I watched the touching scene of Aslan's family, after hearing Lux's call, I also lowered my head and looked at Luxe in my arms.

I saw that her delicate face at this time was like a pear blossom with rain, which gave people a bright feeling at the same time, and gave people a pitiful and seductive demeanor; Although Lux was still young at this time, that peerless appearance was difficult to resist even if she was an adult...... Well, what's more, this era is the era of strange Shu millet rampant? If you meet the best Lori like Lux, you must not say a word, and you will take a hundred lollipops and go forward to abduct them, right?

Ahem, ahem, well, the joke ends here.

"What's up, my favorite, Lux......"

Seeing that Lux also seemed to be crying fiercely, uh, it was a cry without a sound...... Although the eyes are already swollen from crying.

From this point of view, my favorite Lux is also a good person who values love and righteousness, and has a lot of feelings, well, yes, a good person; If it's a bad person, he may have a lot of feelings, but it's definitely negative, such as fear, or fear, and the result is fear.

Where is it like my favorite Lux? Although she is a little sentimental, she is optimistic by nature, but she will never be swayed by negative emotions.

"Aslan's family...... Now this warm scene makes people can't stop envious. ”

With a hint of sorrow, Lux said so, and the willow eyebrows, which were like a crescent moon, also frowned lightly at this time.

Lux's words made me silent; In fact, at this time, I envy the warm scene of Aslan's family more than Lux, I was an orphan in my previous life, a pathetic orphan, without a father and mother, even if I want to enjoy the warmth of my family, I can't.

And Lux, compared to me, has at least one father who can give her a certain amount of paternal love; Although Siegel actually has very little time to care for Lux, and takes her out shopping, playing, and going to a paradise with her, all of which are rare; But after all, Siegel also cares for Lux, and he also gives Lux the fatherly love she needs.

And the sad me, I didn't......

Some people may say, after I was born in this life, didn't I also have a complete home? Is there a family warmth that touches me deeply?

Yes, but that was in the past......

In the past, it can only be used to remember, maybe some people say, it would be good to be nostalgic? It's better than not even having a nostalgia.

But unfortunately, what I want is what I can feel now, here, and in this life, not in the past......

What I care about is not the past, but the present and the future.

When I say this, you should be able to understand that I am a person who lets go of the past, grasps the present, and looks to the future; And everything in the past is no different from floating clouds to me.

Well, because of this, I am personally quite forgetful...... It's easy, it's easy, it's pathetic, and after only a week, or even a day or two, I can forget, which is why I always add these two to certain sentences when I write...... Because I'm not really sure if I've brought it up, lament.

The above words can be regarded as my personal complaints to myself, after all, it is difficult for a forgetful person to imagine how much development he can have...... What a tragedy would it be if one day the forgetful person forgot something very important, and one day in the future, it would have a huge negative effect on the forgetful person?

Anyway, at this time, I felt very tragic and depressed......