Ling Jing didn't answer, just stared straight at Ling Pengtian.

These eyes ...... Ling Pengtian's hand stroking Ling Jing's cheek stiffened suddenly, "Let me see your eyes." After a pause, he added, "Your real eyes." ”

Ling Jing's thin lips pursed slightly, then lowered his head, raised his hand, and took out the hidden lens that was originally embedded in his eyes.

"Is that okay? Father. After a while, he raised his head again, and those beautiful eyes looked straight at Ling Pengtian.

The color of the pupils in the eyes is a dead gray!

That's—Gray Eyes!

Ling Pengtian looked at the pair of gray eyes in front of him with some astonishment, every time he looked at his son's gray eyes, he would feel that the image of his son in front of him was overlapping with the portrait he had seen when he was a child......

Gray eyes are an extremely rare color of the eyes, once, the person in the family, with these gray eyes, that person, beautiful and strong, like a god, makes people feel unreachable. And now, this beauty, with the changes of the years, continues in the son's body.

"Ah Jing, you are my son, my only son, in the future, you will become the king of the ship of the world, standing at the top of this world, do you know the way?" Ling Peng Heavenly Dao.

"I know it." Ling Jing said lightly, and there was not the slightest excitement in his voice.

Ling Pengtian glanced at his son deeply, and suddenly said, "Jun Yue cherishes that little girl, do you care about it very much?" ”

Care? It's a little concerned, once he didn't care about the kidnapping, but he never thought that the little girl who suddenly opened the car door would break into his life like this, "Well, there are some." "He didn't hide it.

"Is it just some?" Ling Pengtian asked again.

"Otherwise, how many?" Ling Jing asked rhetorically.

Ling Pengtian was silent, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his body, lit the cigarette, he took a puff of cigarette elegantly, and spit out the smoke ring. In the smoke rings, his gaze was fixed on the photographs hanging on the walls.

"Ah Jing, do you know that I rarely smoke for Lu?" He asked, but instead of waiting for an answer, he said, "Your mother doesn't like the smell of smoke, so I was going to quit smoking for her, but she said that she felt that I would be too pitiful if I quit, so I was allowed to smoke only 100 cigarettes a year." This is my thirty-fifth cigarette of the year. ”

Ling Jing stood beside him, listening silently.

"I love your mother very much, in this world, I love her more than anyone else, no matter what kind of mistakes she makes, I will forgive her, I will protect her, and I will not let anyone hurt her." His voice paused, his eyes were a little confused, as if he was recalling something, and after a while, he smiled bitterly, "But love is not all sweet, sometimes it is painful, and it is also a lifetime, Ah Jing, if you are not sure that you can completely control someone, don't care too much about that person, otherwise in the future, it may be painful." ”

And he doesn't want his son to follow in his footsteps in the future.

A hint of surprise flashed in his gray eyes, Ling Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, he cared a little about that little guy, but he never thought that that little guy could make him miserable.

"Father, I won't fall in love with anyone, so your worries are unnecessary." The corners of his lips were detached and indifferent, and he calmly looked at Ling Peng Tiandao.

Ling Pengtian's pupils shrank suddenly, and for a moment, he didn't know whether what he had just said was right or wrong.

Ling Jing turned his heels and left the room, and in the silent room, only Ling Pengtian was left.

He walked to the wall with the unburned cigarette between his fingers, raised his hand and gently stroked the person in the photo, her smile was still so charming. After so many years, his love for her has only become deeper and stronger.

Memories of her were always replayed in his mind in the dead of night.

"Daisy, you and I don't seem to be good role models." Ling Pengtian whispered to the woman in the photo, "The son you desperately want to give birth to will be like you in the future, will you love so crazy?" ”

In the silent room, there was no sound except for his breathing, and the woman in the photo was still smiling.

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Just when Xia Qi was pleased that her daughter and Ling Jing got along "friendly and harmonious", she didn't expect to receive a call from the head teacher, saying: Jun Yue regrets that there are signs of early love now, and I hope to communicate with my parents.

Xia Qi rushed to the school, and only then did she figure out what was going on. It turns out that the Chinese test in the class, in which the test paper is the last, needs to write a small essay of more than 50 words, the title is: I like ......, you can write about anyone you like, many students write like pets at home, or parents and elders, etc., but Jun Yuexi wrote "I like Brother Ling"

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this, after all, it is understandable to like small children and some older children, usually, the younger the child, the more he likes to play with the older children, and will habitually regard each other as his imitation object. The head teacher is a teacher, so naturally he understands this.

However, what is really problematic is the content of Jun Yuexi's essay, which makes the teacher feel that the problem is serious. For example, the little guy wrote in the article, "I like Brother Ling holding me shuijue, I like Brother Tian Ling, Brother Ling's face is fragrant, more fragrant than cream dangao." Brother Ling said, as long as I am obedient, I can make his face. I'm going to be with Brother Ling, just like Daddy and Mommy. Teacher, should Jia and I give Brother Ling? Mommy is married to Daddy, so I can shui jue with dad every day, do I also have to give jia to Brother Ling, so I can shui jue with Brother Ling every day? ”

On the whole, the number of words in this essay is nearly twice the number of words that exceed the prescribed place, as a first-grade student, it is not easy to write such an essay, and the pinyin in the text is also used less, it can be seen that Jun Yue regrets the words that can be written, far more than other children in this age.

However, this content made the teacher's head big. Licking your face? Go to bed? Get married? It's all weird, if it weren't for Jun Yuexi, who was only 7 years old, the teacher would probably have thought crookedly. But even so, for the sake of safety, the teacher still called Jun Yuexi to the office and asked in detail what was going on with licking her face and sleeping.

"It's when Xiao Xi is in pain, Brother Ling is holding Xiao Xi, and then Xiao Xi is also holding Brother Ling, and when Xiao Xi wakes up, he sees that Brother Ling is still sleeping, Xiao Xi wants to lick Brother Ling, and then he licks it." Jun Yue replied very fifteen-ten.