Chapter 403 (1/2)

Wan Sheng turns over and over in bed, always can't think of a reason. In the end, he doesn't think about it at all. It's not the first time that he meets this kind of thing. He can play whatever role he is. Isn't life endless role playing.

”I'm lucky this time. I was born into Lin Qingshan. I'm not a poor family at last. I can enjoy myself.” Wan Sheng thought about it and went to sleep. In his dream, he saw a sea of gray fire formed by ghost fire. There were many strangers fighting in the distance, including the voice of roaring father, Wan Yifang and 400 million ardent teachers

”A roar moves the mountains and rivers!” Wan Sheng suddenly woke up with a cry. A figure turned up beside him and said, ”Castle Peak, are you ok? Have you had nightmares? ”

Wan Sheng saw the red cotton beside him and took a deep breath: ”it's OK. I just dreamt that I saw a lot of people. They were all my friends. I wanted to call them, but no one paid any attention to me...”

Red cotton reached out and stroked Wan Sheng's face and said, ”Castle Peak, you are too hard! It's something that ordinary people dare not even think about. If it were us, we would have been crazy. ”

Wan Sheng looked at the gorgeous face of cotton and said, ”sister cotton, if I say I'm not the real Lin Qingshan, do you believe it?” Cotton showed an ambiguous smile: ”still play this with my sister? When did you learn to be bad! Then shall I cover my eyes? ”

Wan Sheng knew that the other party would be wrong, and his face was red with blood. He said seriously, ”what I said is true?” The expression of red cotton is also serious, eyes firm way: ”you are Lin Qingshan! Don't doubt yourself! I can't feel wrong! Even if I'm wrong, Ping'er and they won't be wrong. We are all your closest people. Can women recognize their own men? Women's sixth sense can't be wrong, even if you change a face, we can recognize it! ”

”Are you so sure? Even I doubt myself... ”Wan Sheng fell on the bed and said to himself, with cotton lying beside him:” although you look at me with strange eyes and feel strange, your eyes are still the same. My feeling is that you may have forgotten something for a long time, but people have never changed, at least your soul has not changed. ”

”Ha ha, do you know the soul?” Wan Sheng looked at each other and said, ”I don't understand, but I'm inspired. Your heart doesn't beat as strongly as before. Ping'er says that you have lost all your martial arts accomplishments, but your temperament and spirit have never changed. It's the same as before, so we're sure you're OK. ”

”All of you have become masters of metaphysics. I believe in myself a little. In fact, my name is Wansheng.” Wan Sheng said seriously, and cotton also said seriously: ”in fact, my name is not cotton, my real name is Jiang Rulan.”

Wan Sheng bounced up with a bang, looked at each other with wide eyes, and cried, ”Jiang Rulan! You are sister Rulan Wan Sheng's eyes looked like hell. He had never been so frightened. Hong Mian sat up and said in surprise, ”what are you jumping about for? I don't have the style of a great master before. Ha ha, I haven't used my real name for a long time. Few people in the world know my name. They all call me red cotton. ”

”It's a coincidence... It must be a coincidence...” Wan Sheng murmured, lying on the bed, hoping he would never wake up.

Red cotton looked at the beloved trance, distressed tightly, tightly hugged comfort, two people so deep sleep.

Wan Sheng didn't know how long he had been sleeping. When he woke up, the red cotton had disappeared. He only had a small face of a porcelain doll and looked at himself with the eyes of shuilingling. His eyes were so pure and innocent.

”Linger!” With a warm smile on Wan Sheng's face, she reaches out to touch her delicate face. Ling'er begins to dodge backward in fear. However, when Wan Sheng touches her, she immediately stops dodging and looks at her.

”Lin Qingshan's daughter is my daughter. I have a daughter in that world, and I also have a daughter in this world. Ha ha, I'm very kind to you.” Wan Sheng got up, copied ling'er by hand, put it on his thigh, and said, ”what's her name? Do you know who I am? How old are you? ”

Ling'er waved her fat hand and said timidly, ”my name is Lin Ling. I'm three years old... Both my mother and my little mother say that you are my father, but I don't know if you are. I've never seen my father before...”

Linger's casual words make Wan Sheng almost feel like crying. If Wan Yifang is really her own daughter, how did she spend her childhood? If she doesn't come back to become Lin Qingshan, then linger's inner estimation is not much different from Wan Yifang's. It's her father's responsibility

”Ha ha, I'm your father. This time my father comes back and doesn't go anywhere. Why don't we play with linger?” Wan Sheng arched ling'er's face twice with his nose. Ling'er held his face and nodded: ”good! Mom, they are too busy to play with me

”Ling'er, how do you run? Dad is here. Dad is not in good health. Come out to play. Don't affect his rest.” Cotton walked in and waved to ling'er.