The sight changed from pitch black to bright and dazzling, so that Jiang Ming didn't react for a while.

Just now, it was the gentle face of Dad Jiang Bo, but at this moment, it has become the face of Xingyi.

"Daddy......"

Habitually, Jiang Ming cried and muttered to himself, and after a pause, he coughed lightly.

"Why, you had a dream about your dad?"

Dream?

Jiang Ming was stunned and looked at the ceiling.

Dad has been dead for five years, and although the scene just now is so real to touch, Jiang Ming knows very well that it was just a dream.

However, it was a very real dream.

Seeing that Jiang Ming still had some memorable demeanor, Xing Yi directly put on a cartoon song in order to change his mood.

It's still Doraemon.

"Sockets—"

"Mingming!"

When Lin Yeqing suddenly opened the door, the first thing that caught her eye was her son Jiang Ming, who was sitting quietly on the sofa.

A clean and beautiful cartoon sweatshirt with a delicate little face.

"Mingming, Mingming, you're worried about your mother dead!"

Seeing her son here intact, Lin Yeqing couldn't help crying anymore, and ran towards her son and hugged him tightly in her arms!

"Mingming, where have you been in the past few days, do you know that Lu Dao's mother is about to die of worry! Do you want to kill your mother?"

「……」

The extremely worried mother in front of her made Jiang Ming slightly silent.

He could guess that this must have been done by the first punishment.

"Mingming, don't run around in the future, do you know that you are not by your mother's side, how worried your mother is, your mother promised you, your mother will not control you like this in the future, whether you want to go to summer camp, or wherever you want to play, as long as you can come back safely, your mother will promise you okay!"

「……」

Jiang Ming looked at his mother Lin Yeqing's worried and crying face, raised his little hand and gently wiped away the tears in his mother's eyes.

In the past few days, my mother has lost a lot of weight than before!

Jiang Ming's beautiful black lake eyes flashed with a hint of apology.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

"Mingming ......"

"It's been worrying my mother these days, it's not right to be Mingming."

remembered what his father Jiang Bo said to him in a dream just now: "Don't let the woman who loves you cry for you." Jiang Ming's heart was both happy and painful.

I'm happy to be able to see my father, even if it's in a dream. The pain is that I'm afraid that the dream of meeting my father will not have a second time.

"I'm sorry Mom, Ming Ming will never make Mom angry again, and he won't make Mom cry in the future."

"Mingming, you ......"

"Mingming wants to become a proud man like his father, and Mingming wants to protect his mother!"

There is nothing more shocking and moving for a mother than to hear her son say such things to herself!

Lin Yeqing cried even more, but this time there was only 100% joy in her tears.

"Ahem......

Xing Yi looked at the mother and son who were reconciled in front of him, coughed lightly, and signaled his existence.

Only then did Lin Yeqing notice the man next to him, although he looked lazy and lazy on the outside, but the love of the son in front of him was enough to explain everything.

"Sir, thank you."

"Don't, I can't stand this kind of formal thanks."

Xing Xiao smoked, his eyes stayed on Jiang Ming for a moment, turned around, opened the window and smoked, and waved his hand with his back to them.