Hot and seductive

Ling Luo waited at the entrance of the village for a whole day, the sun had completely set, and only the light of the sentry box at the ferry was shining weakly.

The child who had been watching for a long time sneaked up to him, with an innocent smile on his face, and asked, "Sister Ling Luo, are you waiting for Dr. Ling?"

He looks like a teenager, maybe because he has a strong ability to accept, and his Chinese is better than many people here.

Ling Luo paused, smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm waiting for that brother."

She was referring to Chi Youxiao.

The child found a rock and sat down, and said strangely: "That brother is going to rescue Dr. Ling, I think he is going in the direction of their camp."

Ling Luo laughed uncontrollably, his eyes turned, and his face turned cold again: "Is it dangerous there?"

"It's very dangerous." The child didn't have a heart, so he said bluntly: "People here are afraid to go there. They have weapons and are unreasonable. Today, many people dare not go after chasing them outside their camp."

It was good not to have heard this, but after hearing this, the psychological construction that Ling Luo had just made in his heart collapsed again.

This is not in the country. The rioters can regard their own lives as nothing, let alone the lives of other people. Even if they treat people from their own country like this, it is hard to imagine what will happen to people from other countries breaking into their camps.

She suddenly regretted letting Chi Youxiao go.

The child turned his head and asked, "Are you worried about that brother?"

Ling Luo was laughed at by his little ghost, nodded and said: "He is a very important person to my sister."

"He should be fine for now."

Ling Luo froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

The child pointed to the mountain in the distance: "Their camp is over there. If something happens to him, you can hear the movement here."

Ling Luo was a little confused: "What's happening?"

The first thought in her mind was, could it be the news of fighting fire?

The child smiled: "They will sing and dance to celebrate when they win a battle or get some trophies."

It's to boost morale, and it's also to mock the losers who were defeated by them.

Ling Luo silently took the words in his heart.

The children here have said so, presumably this matter should be inseparable.

As long as it is safe for the time being, there is still hope for everything, and Chi Youxiao will definitely be able to solve it easily.

Feeling relieved, Ling Luo seemed much more relaxed. She looked at the little guy in front of her who seemed to be planning to sit with her all the time, and smiled silently: "Do you know Ling Han?"

The child looked proud: "Of course I know, Dr. Ling who was taken away today is him!"

"What kind of person is he?"

"He is a very good, very good person. He donated a lot of daily necessities and medicines to us, and he also treated us for free..."

Speaking of Ling Han, the child's eyes are smiling, it is a kind of love and admiration from the heart, an emotion that Ling Luo has never had.

Ling Luo couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart, perhaps because she had seen Mr. Huo or the living conditions of many brothers and sisters in the laboratory, she could feel the helplessness of the experimenters.

The family and the country cannot have both, and one side must be abandoned after all.

"Any more?"

Listening to the child tell many stories, the moon climbed up, Ling Luo still has some more to say.

"And..." the child racked his brains and thought, "I heard from grandma that he is still the son of a heroine."

"hero?"

Ling Luo was a little surprised by this word, it turned out that they evaluated Ling Linzi that way.

Her selfless spirit is worthy of the word hero.

"Well, she's our great hero." As he spoke, he gave a decent thumbs up: "He saved a lot of people."

Ling Luo smiled, feeling a little relieved.

"It's just a pity." The child was very disappointed: "My grandma said that a person like her should gallop in the grassland, and a girl with the same style will stay here forever."

Yes, Ling Luo also felt that a girl who wrote such free and easy letters should chase after the wind and freedom.

Ling Luo regretted and admired Ling Linzi's spirit. If it were her, she might choose to leave very selfishly.

She seemed to ask unintentionally: "I heard that she is not from South Africa?"

"You mean the heroine?"

Ling Luo nodded.

"Well, she is from country Z just like you." The child said very strangely: "It's strange to say, the heroine, and her son, including you, among the people who came here to do good things selflessly, half of them are named Ling. Your Ling family are all good people."

"I don't count." Ling Luo said calmly, "I came with my master."

"Both you and Mr. Huo have helped us a lot. You are both good people." The child said seriously: "If it weren't for you, many people here would die because they have no money for medical treatment."

For a moment, Ling Luo felt like a thorn in her throat. She only did a little effort, but it was a great kindness to them. They can remember it for a lifetime, and even the generations of future generations will remember it.

The child sat with her until midnight, but she still didn't return.

"It seems that I won't come back today, let's go back."

As Ling Luo and the child walked back, everything around them was quiet, which made people feel more and more heavy.

This time I went back, waiting for three days.

There was no news, nor any celebratory sounds, as if nothing had happened.

Just when Ling Luo wanted to visit the camp alone, Chi Youxiao came back.

The slender figure following him, who didn't see him, just by the red string on his wrist, Ling Luo recognized him at a glance.

It's him!Her father Ling Han.

That red rope was given by her to keep him safe, and it was the first time she traveled alone to ask for it.

In the next second, that familiar figure came out from under Chi Youxiao's tall figure.

Even though Ling Luo had been prepared for a long time, when he looked up, he was still shocked by that face, and then blurted out almost loudly: "Dad."

He was old, his temples had gray hair, and even his handsome young face was wrinkled, he was no longer the energetic man in her memory.

She had only seen him when she got married, but it had been a few months, but it seemed like she hadn't seen him for several years.

The villagers who came to greet him were almost dumbfounded.

Nani?

What did they hear?
Dr. Ling called Dr. Ling's father?

The three Dr. Ling whom they respect, reverence, and reverence are actually grandparents and grandchildren?

They feel that their souls have been hit in some way, and they don't know how to feel for a while.

People of the older generation suddenly realized that they had always thought that this little girl looked acquainted, and that she looked like Ling Linzi. They couldn't help wiping away their tears, feeling unspeakably gratified.

Ling Han had already learned from Chi Youxiao that Ling Luo was also in Feinan, and the torrent-like shock had subsided on the way back, so at this moment, he seemed indifferent.