A little girl of four or five years old, rushing towards you while crying and shouting, calling her dad weakly, and you are just a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Can you not be inexplicably shocked when you see this scene? Liu Song suspected that he had heard it wrong, but the little girl spoke clearly, and she did call it "Dad".

Maybe it was calling someone else? But after carefully observing the surroundings, Liu Song found that there seemed to be only one man here. It seems that the little girl was not calling someone else, but was coming for herself.

"Is this a joke?"

Looking at the little girl who had already pounced on her arms and smeared with tears and tears on her body, Liu Song was completely confused. When he looked up, he found that the iceberg beauty was also looking at her with her eyes shining, which made Liu Song's body tremble violently.

"Kid, you recognized the wrong person!"

Liu Song pulled the little girl speechlessly and signaled the iceberg beauty to pull her over quickly, and then explained it to her. Just kidding, he had never touched the girl's hand before, so why did a daughter suddenly pop out?

"Miaomiao is back, he is not your father."

In the end, the shock on the iceberg woman's face slowly subsided and turned into a beautiful and cold face again. She seemed to be inadvertently scattering a cold air that would keep people from thousands of miles away.

"I don't, he's the dad!"

But the little girl was very stubborn and directly refused the request of the Iceberg Beauty. Then she raised her head pitifully, looked at Liu Song with tears in her eyes, and said weakly: "Dad, I knew that you would not die!"

What rice? Death? A roaring sound in my mind, as if a bolt from the blue exploded in the chaos, dispelling the shadows and fog. The space suddenly became clear. So, Liu Song understood... This little girl definitely recognized the wrong person!

"Oh, poor child, my father died at such a young age. And I just look a little like his father, so this little girl wrapped in sadness mistakenly regards me as her father."

Looking at the little girl who refused to leave in her arms, Liu Song showed pity in his eyes and felt a little unbearable. If all this of birth was just a dream for the little girl, he didn't want to break this dream and didn't want to see the scene of the little girl being heartbroken.

"But... I'm really not your father."

But in the end, Liu Song told the truth. After all, a well-intentioned lie can only be hidden for a while, not for a lifetime. People cannot be resurrected from death, and what they should face can ultimately be escaped. This may be the so-called price of growth.

"You are lying, you are my dad!"

The little girl burst into tears and said with a sob: "Dad... do you want Miaomiao anymore?"

"this……"

Liu Song's head was wide, especially when he saw the beautiful woman not far away looking at her but stopped, he was furious and said, "Why don't you pull your daughter back and then explain it to her!"

"This... I'm sorry."

The beautiful woman looked at Liu Song apologetically, and a trace of severity suddenly appeared on her face. Then she strode to Liu Song, pulled the little girl over and said, "Let's go home, he is not your father!"

"You lie, he is the father! I don't want to go home, I want to be with my father!" The little girl cried, unwilling to go back with the beautiful woman, and tried to break away from her hand regardless of everything.

The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows, and a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes, and she said in a cold voice: "Your father is dead! You have seen it with your own eyes, have you forgotten so quickly?"

"But... he's alive again. Isn't this the father?" The little girl still refused to give up and argued hard.

I'm alive again... I'm a god, you'd better drop a thunder and strike me to death. This picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it! Liu Song roared in his heart. He wanted to escape, but when he touched the little girl's sad eyes, his heart hurt, so he could just let her misunderstand for a while.

"Oh, you..."

The beautiful woman stroked her forehead helplessly, a little depressed. She wanted to come down to ask for punishment, but she never thought of having such a thing. This gave her a headache. How should she deal with such a thing?

"Can you coax her to sleep?" Liu Song said with an idea.

“Good idea.”

The beautiful woman's eyes lit up, but then her brows frowned again, and she said a little shyly: "I'm afraid she won't listen to me. That... can you help me?"

After saying that, the cold and arrogant woman turned red and seemed to ask for help, which was a very embarrassing thing for her.

"This...well."

Liu Song wanted to refuse, but when his eyes came into contact with the little girl's pitiful appearance, he immediately agreed. Whenever he thought of it afterwards, he always felt incredible.

The woman's request was actually very simple, and Liu Song naturally understood what she meant. Next, under Liu Song's careful care, the little girl quickly fell into a deep sleep. Maybe she hadn't slept well these days, and she slept very hard, but there was a faint smile on the corners of her lips.

"Maybe I've had a good dream."

After gently putting the little girl in the car, Liu Song breathed a sigh of relief, but his nerves did not completely relax. Instead, he looked up at the beautiful woman and said, "Did your original purpose be to cause trouble for me?"

"Yes."

The beautiful woman returned to her cold look again and said softly: "I just want to ask, how did you get these clothes and shoes?"

"hehe."

Liu Song chuckled softly, blinked his eyes, and then said mysteriously: "If I said it fell from the sky, I wonder if you would believe it."

The beautiful woman was stunned and gently stroked the black hair on her forehead with her hands, then stared at Liu Song with a deep meaning for a while, then said leisurely: "If it were before, I wouldn't believe it. But now... I believe you wouldn't lie."

"Oh? Why is this?" Liu Song was aroused by a hint of curiosity.

"Because you look like a person!" the beautiful woman said in a deep voice.

"Uh...you shouldn't be trying to say...I look like your dead husband, right?" Liu Song was a little speechless.

"You look like Miaomiao's dead father."

The beautiful woman raised her lips and turned her eyelids to glance at Liu Song. She said in her heart: Just a little kid, I want to take advantage of me, so go back and experience it.

"Okay, you won..." Liu Song was a little discouraged and was defeated.

"But... I still want to thank you." The beautiful woman's eyes suddenly became blurred.

"Thank me?" Liu Song was stunned.

"Yes, thank you."

The beautiful woman nodded gently and said, "Since her father's death, Miaomiao has been unable to eat and sleep well these days, and now she can finally have a beautiful dream."

"Haha, it's just a simple task, you don't have to take it to heart." Liu Song waved his hand and signaled that the beautiful woman didn't have to take it to heart.

"hehe."

The beautiful woman smiled faintly and suddenly felt that Liu Song was very interesting. It was a pity that this person always showed a rustic spirit inadvertently. At first glance, he was a rustic bun. The two belonged to two worlds and were destined to have no intersection in the future.

Although... he looks very much like someone...

But some face-saving work still needs to be done. Finally, the beautiful woman handed Liu Song a business card and told her to ask her for something, then said goodbye and left. She always felt strange when she stayed with Liu Song. It was better not to stay here for a long time, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible.

"call!"

Looking at the red and luxurious sports car that was leaving, Liu Song was a little lost for a moment. It was not until a cool mountain wind blew that he came to his senses, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head. Everything that just now... just treats it as a beautiful dream.

"Sun Yaling..."

He looked down at the business card. Liu Song had only three big words in his eyes, and the other information was directly ignored. This should be the name of that woman, it was indeed a poetic name.

It's just a pity... Sun Yaling has long become a woman and has such a big child. Besides, the two of them are not from the same world at first sight and are destined to not have any intersection again in the future. Therefore, this business card seems useless.

Finally, Liu Song gently tore the business card into pieces, thrown in the wind, and with a whistle, the white paper was flying in the sun, and from a distance, it looked like beautiful snowflakes.

"Wow, it's snowing, it's snowing!"

A place where clouds and mist were sweeping, the fairy air was steaming, with heavy snow like goose feathers floating in the sky, and a few cute children on the ground were chasing and playing, and for a moment, it was filled with laughter and joy.

These children are very unusual. The big gem-like bright eyes are filled with wisdom, and there is always a kind of spirituality in their bodies. Among these children, the most eye-catching one is a little girl with wings.

With white wings and white skirt, she danced clumsyly among the white snowflakes in the sky, looking cute and cute. And there was a little sparrow flying around her from time to time, which even cast a mysterious color on the cute little girl.

If Liu Song were here, he would definitely be able to recognize: this little girl was the little fairy she met after entering the heaven for the first time - Lei Rui. And that little bird... Of course it was the product of playing with mud.

"Lei Rui, your little bird is so magical. How did you catch it?" asked a little boy with a treacherous head and a treacherous head.

"Hehe, it was summoned by the wooden man and gave it to me." Lei Rui was very proud. This cute little bird made her show off among these friends.

"The Wooden Man?"

A little girl with two pigtails on her head rubbed her hands while asking in confusion: "What is a wooden man? Is it a man carved from wood?"

"hey-hey."

Lei Rui raised her little head proudly, looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and said softly: "He is a new friend of mine. Let me tell you, my friend is amazing. He has a piece of shit in his hand, no... It's a piece of mud, that's a piece of very magic mud..."

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