Today is different from the previous period of sultry, today's weather is rare cool. There are a few clouds floating in the sky, which are blown by the wind and swayed to the other side.

In the cemetery, the leaves are rustling down by the wind, falling on the tombstone, and a slender hand gently blows away the fallen leaves on the tombstone.

"Dad, I came to see you." Yu Ling's voice was very low, as if afraid to disturb the serious middle-aged man in the photo.

Yu's father was handsome when he was young. At that time, he did not know how many noble ladies fell in love with him. However, the handsome man only loved Mrs. Yu. After so many years of marriage, he had two sons and never fooled around outside. He always protected his wife and two children very well.

Later, even if he was old, his strength of character did not diminish.

No one answered Yu Ling, only the sound of falling leaves.

Yu Ling's eyes are moist.

"Dad, I adopted a child with a single name. I like him very much, so I'll show him to you. I think you'll like it too."

Chen Yan cleverly walked forward and put the daisy in front of the tombstone.

"Grandfather, don't worry, I will take good care of dad in the future, love him well and protect him."

Chen Yan seriously promised.

He looked at the middle-aged man in the tombstone photo with a calm smile on his mouth.

His love and promise are not only the love of his family, but also the love of men and women as people call it.

We have to wait

Wait, wait for him to grow up.

He will let Yu Ling understand that the love he said is not only the love of family, but also the love that is hard to say.

On the way back, Yu Ling was not very emotional.

Chen Yan let him take his hand and walk on the quiet narrow path.

Midsummer has gone, flowers wither and leaves fall, which is a broken sad beauty. Chen Yan couldn't help but think of the last world. He always felt that Chu Li's worry was very suitable for such a season. It was beautiful and blurred, and it left a gorgeous shadow after its prosperity.

Now, in such a season, he and Yu Ling together, he is so weak, as long as Yu Ling one hand can beat him down. They walk in the quiet path, he loves the person, so mature and steady, that bit of sad beauty seems to disappear.

"Dad, do you know what Xiaoyan's ideal is?"

Chen Yan gently shakes, Yu Ling takes his hand.

"What is it?" Yu Ling lowered her eyes and asked gently.

Chen Yan raised his childish face and said with a smile, "my ideal is to be a hero and protect my favorite dad."

A gust of wind, blowing off the leaves, fell on them. The sun is just right, warm and warm, like Yu Ling's eyes at this time, gentle to the extreme.

Yu Ling looks at the child with crooked eyes and eyebrows. The softest place in her heart seems to be touched again. He didn't know that there was another thing growing quietly in his heart at the moment.

"No, Xiaoyan doesn't need to be a hero. Dad is willing to protect you all his life." Yu Ling twists up the fallen leaves on his hair.

"No, Dad, when I grow up, I'll protect dad."

"Good. Dad is waiting for Xiaoyan to grow up. " Yu Ling didn't know why. After saying this, his eyes were hot.

This is his child, and the child he raised by his side belongs only to him.

He is like light and white clouds.

Bright and flawless.

"Dad must wait for me to grow up."

"Good."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets."

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