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Chapter 947: Fate Changes

"Instructor...... You...... Well...... What's wrong? Alector finally spoke, feeling like a different person for Dylan.

Dylan didn't speak, and he didn't know, old and soft-hearted? Or do you look the other way at this child?

"It doesn't hurt when you swing the whip?" Dylan abruptly changed the subject.

"It doesn't hurt. But it hurts to hold it, but it doesn't hurt when you swing it, but it hurts if you stop the whip. Alector replied after a moment's thought.

"It doesn't hurt at all?" Dylan still didn't believe it, the whole person was saying that he didn't believe it, his limbs and expressions.

"It doesn't hurt." Alecto wondered if something might be wrong with Dylan, or that it wasn't normal.

"Then from tomorrow onwards, four hours in the morning, four hours in the afternoon, and endorsement in the evening, if Ethan is sick, you will take care of Ethan." Dylan put away the swabs.

"Oh." Alecto stood up and walked out.

Dylan stared at the backlit back of the child, really like Morrow when he was a child, wearing Morrow's old clothes, walking out step by step.

"You ......," Dylan frowned, "Are you sure you don't have parents?" ”

Alecto's footsteps stopped, silently indifferent, "It's all dead." ”

In fact, the answer Dylan has known for a long time, Dylan is really curious, why does this kid have such a good talent? What even Morrow took years to do, she could do in two days, or even better, was much beyond Dylan's imagination.

A pearl dropped in the ocean--an unnoticed talent? Dylan has seen too many children, the last one who thinks he is very talented is Morrow, and the rest can only be said to be relatively okay, and the child in front of him is simply a genius who is not in the world. Of course, this kind of talent is cruel not everyone has it, and some people can't reach this level of blood power for hundreds of years and thousands of years, of course, this silver whip is quite domineering, not everyone can endure this hardship to learn this, but Dylan thinks that Alecto must be able to.

This tenacity is commendable, and I don't know why Dylan seems to be looking at this child more and more pleasing to the eye.

"All dead?" Dylan didn't want to reveal the scar, but he was too curious. Even if it's an unborn genius, there's always a reason.

"As I told you, my father died before I was born, and my mother ...... She died before she came to the Military Academy, if you want to ask about the cause of death...... The father was killed by the enemy, and the mother ...... It should be considered that he was killed by the enemy. Alector's face was calm, she didn't understand what Dylan had been asking about what it was for.

Dylan nodded thoughtfully and hesitated, "Barnett offered to adopt you, you ...... Would you like to be his adopted daughter? ”

Dylan was actually reluctant to mention it, because he suddenly felt that it was quite interesting to have such a small thing to work around in Cappadoci all day, and gave it to Barnett, and it seemed that there would be no one to accompany him on the holidays in the future, and his heart was suddenly a little empty.

I'm not very willing.

Alector was stunned for a moment after hearing this, he really didn't expect this kind of thing.

Be the adopted daughter of the Secretary of State for Justice? Like a big pie falling from the sky, or a big blood bag?

Her brain raced for a moment, the identity of the adopted daughter of the Minister of Justice is indeed good, comfortable and warm, but ...... Speaking of comfort and warmth, it was as if it had never belonged to her.

She lowered her head, as if she had never had the opportunity to choose, she was still a Xitai, she was just not sure if she could not reveal her identity after becoming the adopted daughter of the Minister of Justice? Can you really wash your identity and start over?

Dylan knew what she was hesitating about, "You're going to have a new name, a new surname, a new identity, and everything can start over." As I said, everything in the past can be forgotten, and now this opportunity is not available to many people. ”

Alecto was still hesitating, and the excitement and impatience of those girls at the bottom that Dylan imagined once they had the opportunity to change their fate, this child did not, and on the surface it has been faint, without any joy or sorrow.

Dylan is even more impressed, he is so frozen that some people take everything for granted after being in a high position for a long time, but when looking down at the bottom, he will always feel why those people can stand at the same height as himself, and Dylan also doesn't like those who have no bottom line when they are squeezed left and right, and it just so happens that Alector is not. Just like the Barnett he loved before, he didn't have to be the best left and right, just be the best.

Alecto wondered, wouldn't Adler find it ironic until then? She stood there, her head bowed, and chuckled.

Dylan listened to that smile with a little contempt, a little sarcasm, a little bit of incredulity, and finally a little luck, he couldn't read it. Why does an eighteen-year-old carry so many things in a chuckle? How many things has she gone through to turn around and only laugh? Dylan was inexplicably distressed, and this feeling had disappeared for twenty years. Compared with Stella's innocence and innocence, Alector is even less like the maturity that should be at this age, and this maturity is really distressing.

After a long time, Alector kept his head down, and the very soft voice came, "If I agree, can I still come here with you on vacation?" ”

Dylan suddenly laughed, and Alecto didn't know what to do, "It's not that you have to come, but you have to come, it's an order." ”

Alector chuckled, turned and walked out, walked to the door, turned his head slightly, and looked at Dylan sitting on the couch, "If I could, I would like you to be the one who adopted me." ”

Dylan seemed to have a shallow halo in the light, and Alecto looked back at him, Dylan reclining on the couch with his legs crossed, as if he was not the same as the first time he saw Dylan.

Alector stood in the backlight, only a shallow and faint outline, Dylan couldn't see the details of Alector, the outline was constantly overlapping with a certain shadow.

"If only you were my father." That year, Morrow told him.

That year, he laughed almost from ear to ear, and deliberately said this to Eliade, making Eliad half angry, but it was obviously not the same scene, not the same person, why did it feel exactly the same?

Dylan was in a trance for a moment, then fixed his eyes and tried to see the person in front of him clearly, and then snorted coldly, "You think beautifully, I can't be your father, but it's almost the same as being a grandfather." And I don't like raising children, I'm not married yet, why should I take you with this drag oil bottle? ”

Alecto laughed, "Then grandfather, I went to practice?" ”