The right way to break up with a lawyer

【I will never let you lose everything. 】

In the evening, Jian Shaojun even picked out a movie that Zhao Ling had always wanted to watch but hadn't.

The blue flame of the cassette stove in front of me licked the bottom of the pot, and the red soup and white soup in the mandarin duck pot rolled with the fresh cut beef and mutton packed from outside.

The mutton rolled in the red soup was wrapped in sesame sauce, which made Zhao Ling eat so much that he had no time to talk, and he barely stopped his chopsticks until beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"When I'm at home, I cook instant noodles at most." Reminiscing about the deliciousness of mutton, Zhao Ling felt that he had made a fortune at the moment, and this was the first weekend he felt so interesting after returning to China.

To his surprise, Jian Shaojun smiled and shook his head: "This pot and stove were given by my friends when I moved. You are the first person to use this pot."

"Eh?" Zhao Ling was a little surprised.

Jian Shaojun peeled off a clove of sugar garlic and put it in Zhao Ling's bowl: "Try it?"

The sweet and sour taste came to his lips, but Zhao Ling didn't care to thank him, and hurriedly asked: "Then how did you spend the weekend before?"

"Sleep, read, work, socialize." Jian Shaojun's tone was dull, and he didn't know what he thought of, even with a slight disgust.

"That's about the same as me..." Zhao Ling couldn't help clicking his tongue, "But I still think you know how to live better than me."

"It's a great honor to be praised." The corners of Jian Shaojun's lips that had been suppressed just now rose, "It's President Zhao's turn to make arrangements next week, so I'll just wait?"

hmmmm?

But a real man can't admit defeat, whether it's on the bed or off the bed, so Zhao Ling nodded and agreed.

After eating and watching the movie, even the dishes and chopsticks were washed, Zhao Ling checked the time, it was not yet eleven o'clock.

It's too early for bed.drink wine?Zhao Ling swallowed, remembering the previous accidents after drinking, he couldn't help rubbing his sore waist.

Just when Zhao Ling was indecisive and nestled on the sofa, his eyelids were fighting, a glass of water appeared in front of his eyes: "Drink some water."

Zhao Ling stared at the slender fingers holding the handmade hammer pattern cup, and the small light brown mole on the fingers, slightly dazed.

The cup shook, and the water also shook, making Zhao Ling dizzy.He looked up at Jian Shaojun who was against the light, and said something mysteriously: "I don't like drinking plain water."

After saying this sentence, Zhao Ling became sober in an instant, wishing he could swallow that sentence just now.There is nothing wrong with each word, but when combined together with a confused voice, it sounds like a baby no matter what.

"That, that, I'm not..."

Zhao Ling stuttered halfway, but fortunately Jian Shaojun didn't seem to care about it, and reached out his hand to bring the water glass to the corner of Zhao Ling's lips: "The hot pot hurts the stomach, drink more water."

Zhao Ling took the water glass and gave an embarrassed "hmm".

"You have a bad stomach, be more careful, you will have a lot of hard work in the future." Jian Shaojun saw Zhao Ling took the cup, turned around and walked to the corridor, he heard Zhao Ling suddenly stop him: "Jian Shaojun. "

Looking back, Jian Shaojun saw Zhao Ling was holding the cup tightly, his knuckles were even slightly white due to the force, and the oversized home clothes were hanging loosely on his body, looking a little pitiful for no reason.

"Huh?" Jian Shaojun couldn't help softening his voice.

"Thank you." Zhao Ling raised his head and drank all the white water in the water.

Jian Shaojun's gaze turned soft, and he raised his hand to turn off the main light in the living room, leaving only a dim spotlight near Zhao Ling.

Jian Shaojun didn't hear the sound of the living room until the hands overlapped. Zhao Ling rubbed his messy hair and knocked on the door of the study: "Jane—" halfway through the name, the syllables were swallowed up by a sudden yawn, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, Two physiological teardrops came out.

"Sleepy? Go to bed when you're sleepy." Jian Shaojun put down the scroll in his hand, "I still have a while, you go to bed first."

Zhao Ling touched his nose: "Oh, oh, you are busy first, then I go to bed first?"

Jian Shaojun stared at him for a moment, and then asked, "Can you sleep with light?"

"The bedside lamp is fine, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you go take a shower first." Then Jian Shaojun looked back at the document in front of him again.

Zhao Ling blinked: "You don't wash?"

Jian Shaojun raised his head when he heard the words, with a playful smile on his lips: "Are you inviting me?"

As Jian Shaojun closed the pen cap in his hand, the sound of "click" awakened Zhao Ling who was stuck in place, his knees softened and he turned around and ran.

Listening to the "clothed beast" coming from the corridor, Jian Shaojun shook his head with a smile, pulled off the cap of the pen again and wanted to mark the place he just saw, but found that he couldn't see it no matter what.It wasn't until the tip of the pen unconsciously landed on the paper that a dot of ink appeared, Jian Shaojun woke up, closed the pen again, and looked at the thick case file in his hand, but his mind was no longer on it.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bedroom, and Jian Shaojun leaned back in his chair, staring at the empty cream-colored white wall opposite him in a daze.

He vaguely remembered that when decorating this home, the designer once suggested that he keep a certain sense of life when decorating, and hang some paintings and photos at home.He didn't have any objections to hanging pictures, but he didn't really have any photos either.He originally intended to use this white wall as a wall of bookcases, but the designer tried his best to dissuade him.The designer said at the time that if you work with your head down, you will still work with your head up, and you will be tired of aesthetics.Wouldn't it be more motivating to stay and hang photos and look up at family members?

In fact, the designer is right, motivation, there is indeed.

A coldness flashed across Jian Shaojun's eyes. His enthusiasm for work and motivation to struggle are of course thanks to his family members.

But there's no need to hang photos, he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

But now, he strangely remembered what the designer said again, and he remembered the designer's unrelenting thoughts after he refused - even if you don't have family photos to hang up, what about after that?You're going to have to fall in love, get married and have kids, right?I will save the place for you first, if you have someone you care about in the future, you can post their photos, how about it?

The sudden stop of the sound of water also brought Jian Shaojun's thoughts to an abrupt halt. He took off his glasses, rubbed the indentation on the bridge of his nose with his hands, and the smile on the corners of his lips suddenly had a hint of bitterness.How about it?The plan that he had dismissed once inexplicably returned to his mind at this moment, causing waves in his heart.

It's like someone threw a small stone into the water, and it's the same, and it quickly returns to tranquility.

Jian Shaojun collected his thoughts, put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose, and the cold gold rim dispelled the rare hesitation on his stern face.He tidied up the files on the table, just as he tidied up the thoughts in his mind just now, neatly.

But what he didn't know was that the small stone didn't lie quietly at the bottom of the water after breaking through the water, but hit the solid ice under the deep water, and a crack appeared on the ice that everyone thought was indestructible .

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Zhao Ling leaned on the round edge of the sink to look at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but patted his face with water.

Sober up, sober up.

Don't you want to fall in love?

If you don't want to talk about it, just be honest, Jian Shaojun is good, he is a good roommate, a good friend, and even a good bed partner.

But you can't take advantage of other people's goodness and do whatever you want.

People have been with you all day, and you can't ask people to leave work to be with you when you don't want to be alone.

Zhao Ling exhaled slowly, turned on the faucet, and plunged his face into the large handful of ice water scooped up with both hands.Finally, the wild thoughts that were disturbing in my mind and I don't know where they came from nowhere stopped.

The refreshing peppermint made Zhao Ling stick out his tongue, but it also made him calm down completely.

Everything in Jian Shaojun's house, whether it's shower gel, shampoo, hand sanitizer or toothpaste, is clean and cold, just like their owners.

Can't lose, can't lose.

You have to calm down, how can you break the contract if you signed the contract?

Zhao Ling thought in his heart, you are just touching his body, and the body does not violate the contract, but even if the body does not violate the contract, you have to be reserved.He is a beast, you cannot be.

When Zhao Ling opened the bathroom door while meditating, the main light in the bedroom had already been turned off, leaving only the light on Jian Shaojun's bedside.And Jian Shaojun who was sitting on the bed had already changed into his pajamas, and was carefully looking through the file in his hand by the lamp beside the bed.

All of Zhao Ling's silent thoughts seemed to be turned into toothpaste foam in an instant, as if they were washed down the sewer by the handful of ice water just now.

contract?Zhao Ling thought, anyway, the body does not violate the contract, even if... even if one day it becomes uncontrollable and wants to do something else, Party A doesn't know, does it?

"Cough..." Zhao Ling stood there awkwardly, cleared his throat, "You still have a job, don't you?"

"Not much, I'm afraid I'll wake you up when you just fell asleep later when I come in."

Zhao Ling rubbed his reddened earlobes, looked down at his toes, and looked at the pair of milk tea-colored wool shoes on his feet that Jian Shaojun was willing to let in because of his begging, and couldn't help laughing : "Lawyer Jian... isn't afraid of me being tempted by being so considerate?"

"Don't be afraid." Jian Shaojun's voice was calm, but the movements in his hands stopped at some point, "You won't."

Zhao Ling curled his lips, this person is really boring.His hair had been wiped half dry with a towel, and he crawled into bed with hands and feet.In a moment of silence, one foot crossed the border hesitantly, and landed on Jian Shaojun's calf without fail.

Jian Shaojun raised his eyelids helplessly and looked at Zhao Ling, only to find that the culprit was smiling at him with half-raised arms: "What?"

"I'm serious." Zhao Ling slapped his calf again, feeling the fur on the sole of his foot rubbed against him, inexplicably being poked at the point of laughter, "Lawyer Jian also has leg hair."

Jian Shaojun was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "So... you want to seriously ask me if I have leg hair?"

Zhao Ling laughed, and quickly waved his hands: "I want to ask you, if one day I violate Article [-], will you sue me?"

Article [-]: There is no emotional dispute between Party A and Party B.

Jian Shaojun laughed: "You will ask this question, which means you will not violate it."

"Aren't I planning for a rainy day?" Zhao Ling continued to rub the fur with his foot, thinking it was very amusing.

"Well, then I reserve the right to pursue your legal responsibility."

"I heard from Boss that you are very good at litigation, will I lose everything?"

Jian Shaojun slapped Zhao Ling on the head when he heard the words getting more and more meaningless, and rubbed them vigorously: "If you have time to study my leg hair, why don't you take a good look at the books on my bookshelf."

Thinking of those laws that he didn't know before, Zhao Ling shrugged his shoulders and slipped into the bed as soon as he got out: "Good night! I'm going to sleep!"

Staring at the little drops of water remaining in his palm, Jian Shaojun was angry and funny, he didn't like to drink water, and he didn't want to wipe his head. This is not a big secretary who is alone, he is clearly a child who hasn't grown up.

Can't help but think of the somewhat pitiful figure in the living room, Jian Shaojun sighed silently.

Bankruptcy?

It would be nice not to lose all of your fortune.

After a long, long time, Jian Shaojun finally gave up hope of continuing to read the file, and resigned to his fate to put away the file and fight again tomorrow morning.After turning off the light, Jian Shaojun felt even more helpless when he heard the sound of long and deliberate breathing coming from the quilt beside him. To the above crimes, he had to add pretending to sleep.

He patted the bulging quilt: "Zhao Ling."

The sound of the quilt's breathing stagnated for a second, and a moment later, there was a sound of smacking his lips as if he was drowsy.

Jian Shaojun didn't expose him, but just stared at the ceiling covered by the night, and said slowly: "I will never let you lose everything."

The author says:

Zhao Ling: I think about it, I can eat my body.

Jian Shaojun: Don't pretend to be asleep if you have the ability to eat your body and have the ability.

Zhao Ling: Good night!

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!