Luo Shihan cried and said, "I don't know why it became like this. After the accident, my daughter woke up and became luoshihan!"

Strict Zheng Zhong for a long time...

"I feel strange. My daughter Zhengling has been killed in a car accident. I buried her ashes in Qishan cemetery. But now, you tell me that you are my daughter... Appear in front of me with another body... "

although this is very absurd and wonderful, strict can not completely isolate Luo Shihan from Zheng Ling's identity.

He remembered the game "where is the middle finger" that Lin Zhan played with him when he first met him. Think of the accident seven years ago, Zheng Ling and Luo Shihan tightly holding hands.

He had to believe that it was fate.

"Luo Shihan, prove it to me. You are my daughter lingzheng. " He looked at Luo Shihan, that resolute expression, straight back, like Zheng Ling.

Luo Shihan nodded.

With her hands back and head up, she read aloud: "my father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. Caressing me, raising me, nurturing me, caring for me, returning me, going in and out of my abdomen. The virtue of wanting to repay. The sky is boundless

[moral: Dad, you gave birth to me, mom, you feed me. You protect me, love me, raise me, nurture me, think I don't want to leave me, go in and out of the house and embrace me. If you want to report great kindness to your parents, it's hard to predict the disaster! ]

looking at her appearance strictly, the scene of reciting poems when she was a child appeared in my mind.

She is just like this, shaking her head, innocently reciting poems. And he, because of this poem is very unlucky, has been extremely strict to stop her.

After reciting this poem, Luo Shihan was already in tears.

Kneeling to the opposite side, he learned to reprimand him strictly and said, "Lingbao, 300 poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties, all of which are good works handed down through the ages. Why did you choose this song Liao e from the pre Qin Dynasty? This poem has a bad moral. Don't carry this anymore. "

She is full of inflections and inflections to depict the strict and rigid.

Strict old tears.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Shihan up, "Lingbao!"

"Dad Luo Shihan threw himself into his arms and his clothes were wet with tears.

"I'm sorry, it's just that my daughter is too headstrong."

"It's daddy who can't protect the Yan Family's career."

Father and daughter recognize each other.

After the two people have calmed down their mood, Luo Shihan will repeat the old saying.

"Dad, you just said that the car accident seven years ago had something to do with brother Jue. What's going on?"

Strictly looking at her daughter that pair of eager for answers in the eyes, but the heart of waves.

"You gave him three children, didn't you?"

Luo Shihan lowered her long eyelashes. "I'm sorry, Dad. My daughter let you down."

Wave your hands strictly and sigh a long sigh.

"You don't know how dangerous people are. It's just nature that makes people

Strictly immersed in a long time of contemplation.

After a long time, he raised his eyes strictly and looked at Luo Shihan with a dignified expression, "Lingbao, your experience is too fantastic. You should keep your mouth shut about this matter, and you can't be used to write articles by people who have a mind for it. "

Luo Shihan nodded, "yes, Dad."

Strict again way, "Dad this life does not have much ambition, just hope you and Zheng Zheng health and peace, happiness and happiness is good."

After a pause, he suddenly grasped Luo Shihan's hand with excitement, "stay away from him."

Luo Shihan naturally knew that his "he" in his mouth was Zhan hanjue, but a lover of two generations. How could he say that he would forget everything.

"Dad, I can't do it." Luo Shihan's eyes are red.

He and she, if there is only one love but not love. Maybe if she forces herself, she can leave his world.

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