There was only an awkward silence in the room.

Lin Bangguo stared at the silent Zhong Lingxin, and a trace of inexplicable sorrow flashed in his eyes.

Could it be that stupid boy is unrequited, and the girl in front of him didn't look at it.

But what's wrong with his grandson, he is good-looking and smart.

Except that he doesn't like to talk very much, there are no shortcomings in his body.

Lin Bangguo had a straight face at the moment, his heart was painful, and he was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, and he almost beat his chest.

The sharp eyebrows and eyes also drooped, and he looked at Zhong Lingxin fixedly.

It was as if as soon as she said no, he would be so angry that he would blow his beard and stare at them, and immediately drive the two people away, saving him from disturbing his last purity.

The atmosphere around them suddenly condensed as if it had been frozen.

"Well, I like it."

A soft voice suddenly sounded in the air.

Qing Lingling is like a spring just left from the snow-capped mountain, pouring into the dry heart.

Zhong Lingxin raised his eyes and looked directly at Lin Bangguo, those eyes were transparent and clear, as bright as stars.

The old man's smiling face was reflected in her eyes.

Lin Yincheng is really good, good-looking, so good at cooking, and has a calm personality, and he is silently by her side like a friend without asking for anything in return.

looks secretly happy and shy, innocently makes people want to bully him even more.

How could she not like him like this.

At some point, the man had fallen into her heart, and knocked lightly on the door of her long-sealed heart, and knocked the heavy door open.

However, Zhong Lingxin knew that he just liked it, and had nothing to do with other Fengyue.

The person standing quietly behind the door, the deep eyes were originally so dim that there was no light.

At this time, there was a wisp of scorching heat, like a firework suddenly blooming in the night sky, brilliant and dazzling, bright like a spring flower.

Lin Bangguo's mood was really ups and downs, like a roller coaster.

This simple sentence, as if it had magical power, made the corners of his mouth sink and rise slightly.

Lin Bangguo straightened his back, trembling and rubbing a photo album at his side.

He wanted to calm down his surging mood, but his body, which had already been exhausted, couldn't keep up with his thinking, and he was already a little out of breath and drowsy.

Lin Bangguo said with some weakness: "Girl, in my life, I ask myself to be worthy of the Federation and the people of the world, and the only thing I am sorry for is my family." ”

When he was young, he was competitive and focused on his career, and he had no time to take care of his relatives.

When his wife died in childbirth, he was also the last to know.

The son has not been close to him since he was a child, and the relationship is estranged as if there is no father like him.

All the glory and achievements will soon be gone with the wind and become a thing of the past.

He failed to manage and cherish his family with his heart, and even formed indissoluble grievances with many people, and now it is too late to regret it.

Lin Bangguo's spirit was in a trance for a while, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and his face revealed the vicissitudes and bitterness of the years.

"I have been an upright person and a person in my life, with a clear conscience, and I can face it calmly and smile proudly about life and death. Still, I couldn't rest assured of the poor child. ”

Lin Bangguo took out a photo from the album and handed it to Zhong Lingxin, a few cloudy tears appeared in his eyes.

His back, which had been straight, had become a little rickety, and he frowned tightly, as if the next words would be the last straw that would bend him completely.

Zhong Lingxin took it silently, looking down at the young man and woman in the photo.

The man looks a little similar to Lin Yincheng, his eyebrows are handsome and extraordinary, and his deep phoenix eyes have a cold chill between his eyes, which makes people dare not approach.

The woman's facial features are delicate and beautiful, so beautiful that there is no trace of aggression, she smiles softly at the man next to her, her eyes are flashing with rippling waves, and the two shallow dimples seem to be full of sweetness, which makes people intoxicated.

Zhong Lingxin secretly said to himself, this pair of beautiful people looks really compatible.

She flipped the photo over, and behind it was a line of handwritten words, which looked majestic: there was a touch of Yunhua on her heart, and she missed it into the Zhaozhao Galaxy.

"This is the only group photo of Yincheng's parents."

Lin Bangguo buried his face in the palm of his hand, and wiped his calloused fingertips over the wrinkled corners of his eyes.

There are some things that hurt my heart when I mention them, but there is no way to forget them in my mind.

This unspeakable pain is day after day, and the only way to face the pain is to endure it, and endure it until the end, slowly numb to accept it.

"Back then, when Yincheng's mother was pregnant with him for 2 months, his father died in the line of duty. She originally wanted to die in martyrdom, but for the sake of that child, she could only hold on. Until a woman outside begged Yincheng's mother, saying that she was dying, and begged her to take in a girl. Then, his mother gave birth prematurely because of this incident. ”

"Mistakes and mistakes, creation makes people."

"I later investigated that the girl was really related to Silver City. But the woman had already cut off contact with Zhaoyang, who would have thought that she would be alone with the child? ””

"What I didn't expect was that Yincheng's mother was a little mentally abnormal after this series of blows."

Lin Bangguo's face was full of bitterness, and his voice froze for a moment.

"Yincheng was tortured by his own mother for ten years. How could she be so ruthless that she stabbed such a young child with a needle and stabbed again and again. He silently endured the pain that should not have happened to him. If I hadn't fainted in pain one day, I wouldn't have known what had happened to this child. ”

Lin Bangguo's thin fingers clenched the sheets under him, and his heart was like a knife.

"Since that day, I've taken Ginjo to my side and raised it with that girl. His mother's spirit was completely broken because of this, and she did not eat or drink every day, and she was so thin that she could not be human. On his twelfth birthday, he left a curse in front of Yincheng and jumped off the building to free himself. She was in too much pain to live anymore. ”

Lin Bangguo paused for a moment and closed his eyes, trying to block the guilt and pain caused by the memory.

From that day on, the child's heart was sick. He became indifferent to everything, had no feelings for anything, and was like an empty shell without feelings and hearts. ”

Two lines of clear tears flowed down the corners of Lin Bangguo's closed eyes, and his voice was already a little choked.

"Thank you, girl, for letting me see that he finally has emotions in my lifetime, and is no longer as cold as before."

Zhong Lingxin, who was immersed in Lin Yincheng's tragic life experience, only felt that his heart was in chaos after hearing this sentence, and he had mixed feelings.

It turned out that he seemed ruthless and heartless because of what happened to him in his childhood.