Orange storm

After Fang Jie finished speaking, he remained silent for a long time. Jiang Zhijin was not in a hurry, turned around and went into the kitchen, and when he came out, he handed Fang Jie a can of Coke.

Fang Jie thanked him, took a sip from the pull ring, and held it in his hand.

"My parents were very busy when I was a child. At that time, they just started their careers. They flew here and there on business trips, and sometimes they stayed directly at the company, or went to the construction site and couldn't go home for several days."

Fang Jie's voice was very low and hoarse, and his tone sounded normal, but he often stopped talking for a while. Jiang Zhijin was not in a hurry. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a beer can and quietly waiting for Fang Jie to continue. .

"Later, when I was about eleven or twelve years old, the company was almost stable. Many engineers know that there is a cost company called Hengyun in Chaocheng, and there is a female boss named Zhou Ling, who is very powerful."

Speaking of his mother, Fang Jie paused for a moment and repeated again: "My mother is really amazing. At the beginning, she had no business, and she went to talk with each other. She hardly slept for several days in order to bid, and went to the construction site by herself when she had problems. She stayed there for board and lodging, and many people said she worked harder than men."

In an industry like construction, women usually have to work many times harder than men if they want to gain a foothold.

"My father and mother are college classmates. Compared with my mother, my father is more academic. Although the company is under the name of two people, he has no interest in running the business. He has hired teachers in several schools to help Students take professional courses and are trained to build first and second builders.”

After this paragraph, there was a long silence.

The Coke in his hand was just taken out of the refrigerator, and a small amount of water vapor condensed on the can, which wet Fang Jie's hand.He put the Coke on the coffee table, leaned back, and looked at the ceiling above his head.

"That woman...is his student. According to that woman, they should have been together for seven or eight years."

"I gave birth to a son, who is almost six years old. I heard the woman call him An An. I didn't ask for his full name—my mother never knew it. She was too busy, and Fang Chenglin was too busy. The two of them only met once a week. Pretty good."

Fang Jie smiled: "Actually, we could have kept this matter a little longer, but that child was diagnosed with acute leukemia this year and needed a bone marrow transplant. Fang Chenglin and that woman were not a suitable match, and it might be because of a panic attack." and found my house."

Jiang Zhijin stared at Fang Jie, and cursed after a while: "Fuck."

Fang Jie was originally in a complicated mood, but when he heard this curse, he laughed a few times. He still leaned on the sofa, but turned his head to look at Jiang Zhijin and said, "You should scold Fang Chenglin for this sentence today."

"If I had known earlier, I would have scolded him when we met today." Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie and asked, "And then?"

"Then my mother found out, because I was not at home at the time, she came to the school to look for me again, and then the whole school knew."

After speaking, Fang Jie laughed at himself, "No, it's not just the whole school, I also saw it on a gossip official account in Chaocheng—anyway, I don't remember much about that time."

Jiang Zhijin finally understood the reason why Fang Jie transferred to another school. After drinking the last sip of beer, he didn't know where to persuade Fang Jie. After hesitating for a while, he finally asked, "Isn't Zhou Ling planning to divorce?"

"No." Fang Jie let out a long breath.

Fang Jie could still remember seeing the mess on the ground when he came home. Fang Chenglin was lying on the sofa in the living room by himself, covering his face and wondering if he was asleep.Zhou Ling locked herself in the study and didn't come out until after ten o'clock in the evening.She was still wearing the clothes she had when she went to work that day, a black suit skirt, and her makeup was already crying, but her expression and tone were as calm as ever.

"If you want a divorce, sign the agreement. Don't want a penny in the company, house, car, or account. Get out of here clean."

She said: "You want to get a divorce and you want to use the money to support your mistress and illegitimate child, go ahead and dream."

Fang Chenglin didn't agree, that woman didn't have a job, hospitalization, chemotherapy, bone marrow transplantation, and post-recovery all needed money. He was willing to ask for the lowest funds that could guarantee surgery and future recovery, and Zhou Ling would give the rest, but Zhou Ling didn't. Let go.

She has a clear distinction between love and hate, and her vengeance is as strong as her career. At the beginning, Fang Chenglin didn't care about anything. The shares in the company and every property were still in the names of the two. Now she wants Fang Chenglin to get out without leaving a penny, or she will die. Let's procrastinate like this, and see who can kill who with energy.

Fang Jie didn't want to ask about it until he transferred to another school. Zhou Ling's paranoia and Fang Chenglin's disgust made him a little breathless, but he still had to endure the discussions and stares in the school every day, pretending not to ask. Impressed.

So he came to Chaocheng.

This is a node, a dividing line. In the final analysis, it is a way for him to escape. Sometimes Fang Jie feels that he is actually quite cowardly, but the psychological defense line of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is so high. It is easy to break the embankment.

After Fang Jie finished speaking without hesitation, he thought for a while and seemed to have nothing to add. His whole body relaxed and he sank into the sofa.

Comfortable, Fang Jie thought.

This is the first time that he has fully told people about the mess in his family, and even Qi Xiang only knows a vague outline.Fang Jie doesn't like to confide in others. First, he feels embarrassed. A high school student who is about to become an adult wants to talk to others... Second, he really has no one to talk to.

But on such an ordinary night, he drank two sips of Coke as if he had drunk fake wine, and told Jiang Zhijin all about it.

It's so easy.

Fang Jie closed his eyes slightly, Jiang Zhijin next to him didn't speak, and he didn't care, just closed his eyes quietly and rested his mind.

After a while, he felt Jiang Zhijin next to him move, and a few seconds later, Jiang Zhijin's voice rang in his ears.

"Fang Jie."

The voice was very close, Fang Jie opened his eyes, and found that Jiang Zhijin sat beside him and lay down with his head up, turning his head to look at himself.The distance between the two is very close - when Fang Jie opened his eyes, he could even see Jiang Zhijin's eyelashes.

Very, very long, casting a small shadow under the eyes in the light.The eyes are very bright, like amber when the gaze is focused.

Fang Jie immediately forgot what he was going to do, and subconsciously responded, "Huh?"

"Although it seems that standing up and talking doesn't hurt your back," Jiang Zhijin said, "but these are none of your business."

"...I thought you were going to teach me how to persuade my mother, or scold my father with me?" Fang Jie said.

"If you need it," Jiang Zhijin smiled, "but I still want to tell you that this matter has nothing to do with you. You don't need to think about how I will persuade my mother to divorce every day, how to get along with my dad, how Facing my former classmate and the child in the hospital, should I match with him, and if I succeed, should I have a transplant, no matter how I choose, I feel guilty..."

He looked at Fang Jie, a little impatient, but still slowed down his voice: "Can you put so many things in your mind?"

Fang Jie didn't speak for a moment.

He was indeed thinking about these things. He thought about them almost every day when he was in Chaocheng. He came to Shaojiang less frequently, but sometimes he still inevitably popped up.

Jiang Zhijin had no expression on his face, and his tone was far from usual, flat and appropriate, but somehow convincing.

"This incident was not your fault from the beginning to the end, so no one can ask you to bear the consequences, let alone kidnap you morally, no matter who asks you to do something with blood or other things, they are not worthy."

That's awesome, brother Jiang.

Fang Jie wanted to laugh, but also felt uncomfortable.

Although he refused to admit it, since that woman came to him, he was very scared.

Why do you want me to match the type, with half-parents?Did he ask my opinion at birth?Do I want this brother I've never met?

But what if he really died?Because I don't want to match.

"You transferred to Shaojiang to study, so just study hard."

Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie, both of them were lying on the sofa, when their eyes crossed, his voice was clear and firm in the quiet living room.

"You don't have any other mess around now, so just look at me."

Fang Jie didn't speak or move, and neither did Jiang Zhijin.Both of them tilted their heads, their eyes facing each other in the quiet light.

The light is not too bright, it has a cool color, like a moon that is very close.The movie is over, and the ending song is a soothing Russian song.

Fang Jie didn't know what he was thinking, subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple up and down.

"I see," he said.