"Foster Father … Foster Father … Fifteen is back … Hurry up and welcome him!"
The little fellow sprinted into the villa like a sturdy little cheetah.
At this moment, the little fellow was very happy. He Tun had obviously become one of the indispensable people in his life.
"Fifteen …"
In the living room of the villa, there was a deep and vigorous response.
That was the voice of He Tun.
The little guy flew over and bumped into He Tun's sturdy body. He Tun caught him firmly in his arms and held him tightly in his embrace.
He Tun had always doted on the little fellow.
And now, there was a more intimate relationship between them. He Tun doted on the little fellow even more.
Once again, he held the little fellow in his arms. He Tun's heart must be unable to calm down at this moment.
When Xue Luo came in, she happened to see the scene of He Tun hugging his son Lin Nuo tightly.
Her originally uneasy heart, after seeing He Tun, was inexplicably shrouded by a layer of sadness.
White hair in one night, it could only be seen in novels and movies.
But Xue Luo really saw the white hair on the temples of He Tun. It was not as exaggerated as white hair in one night. But it really showed: What kind of inner torment He Tun had gone through for the past month!
Especially the action of him hugging the little fellow tightly. It was full of longing, full of love, suppressing the feelings that could not be completely released.
He Tun was haggard!
As if he had suddenly aged more than ten years!
Besides the white hair on the temples, there was also the scar at the corner of He Tun's eye. It was especially deep and especially clear.
At this moment, Xue Luo instinctively felt pity for He Tun.
Xue Luo felt that He Tun in front of her was like a lion that had its sharp teeth pulled out. Perhaps he still had a tall physique, but he did not have the ferocity of the past. Instead, he looked more like a kind old man.
From the point of view of Mother Feng and Feng Xinglang: The suffering that He Tun had gone through was far from enough to offset the suffering that Mother Feng and her son had gone through.
Especially Feng Xinglang! He Tun's biological son Feng Xinglang! He was actually tortured to death by this biological father of He Tun again and again.
How could they continue the father-son relationship between them?
Xue Luo thought: Feng Xinglang would probably never be able to forgive this biological father of He Tun!
He Tun also saw Xue Luo.
"Xue Luo, thank you for bringing Fifteen to see me … sit."
He Tun's voice was still powerful, but it was less vicious and more gentle.
Unexpectedly hearing He Tun say such 'polite' words, Xue Luo was not used to it.
In the past, He Tun was so domineering, arrogant, and condescending. You think you can change it just like that?
This lion without its sharp teeth looked pretty good.
For a moment, Xue Luo really did not know how to open her mouth to greet He Tun. She only nodded her head as a reply.
Since He Tun had asked her to sit, Xue Luo naturally sat down in the living room.
At this moment, Xue Luo felt extremely uncomfortable. In the past, when she was by He Tun's side, she was always trembling with fear. Hetun was always the one sitting, and she could only stand in the corner.
She didn't expect that she, Lin Xueluo, would have a chance to turn things around …
This feeling was still a little bitter!
"Godfather, why has your hair turned white?"
The little fellow touched the hair on Hetun's temple and asked in surprise.
"Godfather is old."
He Tun stared deeply at the little fellow's face that looked so much like Feng Xinglang, and also like that woman's face. His heart was not only filled with guilt, but also a deep sense of self-blame.
"Godfather is not old … Fifteen is not allowed to be old!"
Towards the suddenly old godfather He Tun, the little fellow seemed to be sad. He was still not able to accept the laws of birth, aging, sickness, and death.
When the little fellow said this, He Tun's eyes turned red.
"Little thing … You are going to make godfather die of heartache!"
He Tun once again hugged the little fellow tightly, using his cheek to rub the little fellow's chubby cheek, full of deep affection.
This' godfather ', it was quite easy to say. Actually, it was also quite pleasing to the ear.
But he couldn't carefully think about it, to think about it.
Lin Nuo called He Tun godfather, and called Feng Xinglang his biological father … This father and son pair, aren't they the same generation?
Thinking about it, it was really funny!
This He Tun actually chose his biological grandson to be his godson? This was such a mess, there was no one else!
After cuddling in He Tun's embrace for a while, it could be considered as acting coquettishly. The little fellow then raised his head from He Tun's shoulder, using his pair of small hands to hug He Tun's face that had recently changed a lot. He leaned over and gave a loud kiss.
"Godfather, Fifteen has a favor to ask of you … Okay?" The little fellow muttered.
"Okay! Say it, godfather will listen. "He Tun caressed the little fellow's back, his eyes filled with warmth.
Perhaps in the past, there was only love and pampering in his eyes, but now, there was an additional kind of affection, something thicker than water.
"Can you not make things difficult for Feng Xinglang? Take pity on him and let him live! "
The little fellow's request of He Tun was actually to plead for his biological father Feng Xinglang.
The words of her son pleading for his bastard biological father made Xue Luo's eyes filled with tears. Thinking of the scene of Feng Xinglang being drenched in blood twice, Xue Luo's heart was fiercely gripped with pain. It was as if even breathing was stained with pain.
As for He Tun … Perhaps it was not only his eyes that were red right? His heart should already be dripping blood!
"Fifteen …"
He Tun's voice was so hoarse that only his mouth could be seen, "Godfather promises you: From today onwards, I will no longer make things difficult for your father Feng Xinglang! Never again! "
"Really?" The little fellow's clear eyes shone, "Godfather, will you really let Feng Xinglang off?"
"Previously it was all godfather's fault … Godfather will not make this mistake again!"
He Tun buried his face in front of the little fellow's body, probably trying to calm his heart that was stabbed with pain.
"Godfather, don't be sad … My mommy said before: If you know you are wrong and can change, you are still a good child!"
The little fellow hugged He Tun's neck, obediently patting He Tun's back.
Xue Luo looked at this feeling both gratified and sad.
He Tun even let his son Lin Nuo call him 'godfather', probably for a while he was not prepared to confess their grandfather and grandson relationship to the little fellow.
Thinking about it, if the little fellow knew, Feng Xinglang would definitely know.
Let's not talk about whether the little fellow would be able to understand and explain He Tun's identity changing from 'godfather' to 'grandfather', if Feng Xinglang knew that He Tun was his biological father …
Xue Luo really did not dare to think about it! She felt that Feng Xinglang would definitely go crazy.
The little fellow seemed to not really believe in his godfather He Tun's promise. He decided to use his own method to make his godfather promise again.
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