The little guy now has a day off, and he will run to Ling's house to play.

After finishing her homework, Jun Yue would run to the toy room, rummage through the cabinets to find the toys she thought were interesting, and play with Ling Jing.

Although Ling Jing hadn't played with these toys for a long time, they would be taken care of regularly by a maid, so they still looked like new.

And on this day, Jun Yue regretted going to the toy room to flip through the toys, but she didn't go back to Ling Jing's room for a long time.

Already...... It's been a full hour! Ling Jing glanced at the wall clock in the room. She had never been to the tollroom for that long before.

With a faint commotion of uneasiness in his heart, he stood up, left the room, and walked towards the toy room. However, when I got to the toy room, it was cold, and I didn't see the familiar little guy.

"Have you seen Xiao Xi?" Ling Jing asked the servant who was passing by.

"Ahh Not...... Didn't see Miss Jun. The servant replied quickly.

His heart couldn't help but sink, the distance between the toy room and his bedroom was not that far, if he walked at the speed of Jun Yuexi, it would only be 2 minutes at most.

Where will she go in these two minutes?

Another passing servant suddenly said, "Ah, I saw Miss Jun half an hour ago as if she was chasing Carly." ”

Carly, a Scottish Fold cat raised by Ling Pengtian, although she has a gentle personality and will be close to anyone in this villa, she never dares to approach Ling Jing's side.

So he asked the servants to look for the little one, and he began to look for her in the mansion.

Before, he never thought that the Ling family's mansion was so big, after all, he had lived in this mansion since he was a child. But it wasn't until the moment when he was looking for people that he realized that this was bigger than he had imagined, and there were too many places to hide people, and there were too many places to search.

From the second floor to the third floor, he heard the small meow of the cat. Is it in the penthouse? Ling Jing's brows furrowed slightly. In the attic on the top floor, there are some ancient objects of the Ling family piled up there, and it is rare for people to go up in normal times.

Lifting his footsteps, he stepped up the stairs and walked towards the attic.

When he reached the attic, he saw that the door of the attic was ajar, and that the little figure was standing, with his head half-bowed, as if he were looking at something very seriously, and his father's folded cat was lying at her feet, and from time to time it barked once or twice.

What is she looking at, watching so intently? He didn't even notice when he pushed the door in and approached her? For a moment, Ling Jing suddenly had a curiosity.

However, when he approached and saw what Jun Yuexi was looking at at at the moment, the whole person suddenly stiffened.

She was looking at a portrait of a man, and the painter's brushwork was very delicate and true to show the true face of the person being painted. And from the clothes worn by the men in the painting, it can be seen that this painting is obviously several years old, it was a kind of clothing from decades ago, and no one will wear such clothes now.

The man in the painting is handsome and noble, smiling lightly, like a demon with a deadly charm that can easily capture the hearts of others. And the most special thing is that the man obviously looks like an Oriental person, but the color of his eyes is gray......

Is that...... The color of the devil, cold and without the slightest emotion, glows with a barren dead silence!

How could she have found out this painting?! And this, it shouldn't be what she watched!

The next moment, before Ling Jing could even react, his hand had already covered Jun Yuexi's eyes first. The white palms, with an unprecedented coldness, obscured all her vision.

"Ahh She let out an instinctive call, and then sensed the familiar sensation of the hand.

"Brother Ling?" She asked in a mutter, her two little paws wanted to pull down the hand that was blocking her vision, but she couldn't break it no matter how she broke it, "Brother Ling, don't put your hand on Xiao Xi's eyes, Xiao Xi can't see anything!" ”

He suddenly bent down and slammed her into his arms, "Don't look, don't look again!" ”

She moved in his arms, and then obediently stayed in his arms. Brother Ling rarely hugged her so hard, although it hurt a little to hug her, but she liked this feeling very much. It's like...... Brother Ling needs her very much.

"Brother Ling, I saw a painting just now, the person in the painting looks like Brother Ling, it makes me feel ...... Uh......" The little guy paused, organizing the language in his head, "It's like seeing Brother Ling who has grown up!" ”

Her words only made his body stiffer. When he grows up...... As he grew older, his appearance became more and more like the man in the painting.

And in a few years, perhaps......

"However, the color of the eyes of the person in the painting is gray, which is different from Brother Ling." Jun Yuexi continued, "Brother Ling's eyes are the same color as Xiao Xi's. ”

Ling Jing's eyes slowly closed, took a deep breath, and then slowly let go of his hand, looked at her in front of him with his dark eyes, and said in an almost prostration-like voice, "Yes, my eye color is different from his." ”

And he hopes that she will never know what is behind the appearance of Lu Dao's imagination.

But it backfired, and since the little guy found the painting, he would often run to the attic to look at it.

"Brother Ling, what kind of person is this person in the painting, why does Brother Ling look like him?" Jun Yue asked curiously after being found by Ling Jing from the attic again.

There was an unnatural pale on his face, though he knew that she might ask the question sooner or later, and he could prevaricate in many ways. It's just that when he lowered his head and looked at her clear eyes, the words that were originally prevaricated seemed to be stuck in his throat.

"He is the ancestor of the Ling family, in terms of seniority, I should call him uncle." Ling Jing replied.

"Uncle?" The little guy blinked, the name of this generation was unfamiliar to her.

"It's Grandpa's brother." He explained, "As for why he looks like me, it's because he is also a member of the Ling family, and he is somewhat related to me. There was an unnatural touch in his voice, but she didn't hear it.

"When Brother Ling grows up, will he be like him?" There was a glint of excitement in her eyes.

He pursed his lips and remained silent.

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