The right way to break up with a lawyer

[I didn't know you when I was a child, so I make up now. 】

On the way home, Zhao Ling answered several business calls in a row, his voice was steady and orderly, but Jian Shaojun's heart was still half-suspended in the air.

After a brief dinner, the two of them worked separately in the study and in the living room. At around ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Ling appeared at the door of the study with a bottle of Red Star Erguotou that he bought extra in the afternoon: "Accompany me." I have a drink?"

Until then, Jian Shaojun's heart finally fell to the ground.

The curtains were drawn, and they sat on the carpet in front of the French window in the bedroom, looking at the lights of Wanjia lights outside the window, the small cups collided, and the transparent wine dangled, spilled on the thumbnail holding the cup, and in an instant The aroma of wine is overflowing.

Zhao Ling raised his head and drank a glass, and the scarlet color climbed from his neck to his cheeks in an instant. Jian Shaojun, who had a rough guess about Zhao Ling's drinking capacity, was shocked. He reached out and patted Zhao Ling's back lightly: "Slow down!" Drink, let's drink slowly for a night."

"I'm afraid I'll get drunk if I drink slowly." Zhao Ling said with a smile, "When I was young, I drank a small glass of white wine secretly, and I couldn't even walk straight. I was sent to the hospital overnight. I remember the doctor at the time jokingly said that if you drink alcohol at such a young age, you must be a little alcoholic in the future.”

"But..." Zhao Ling narrowed his eyes and looked at the bottle of Red Star Erguotou, "I never drank it again after that."

"I thought I could remember the taste when I was a child, but when I drank it just now, it seemed to be different from the taste when I was a child."

"That is, you were so young at that time, you must have gotten drunk before you tasted it."

"You look down on me." Zhao Ling wrinkled his nose and looked proud, "I have a good memory, I basically remember everything about my childhood."

Jian Shaojun served Zhao Lingman wine: "Yes, Mr. Zhao remembers everything."

"Really." Zhao Ling, who was questioned, suddenly felt full of grievances, leaning on Jian Shaojun as if he wanted to ask for an explanation, "When you are most unhappy, you have nothing to think about, just think about your childhood, and you will be happy if you think about it. "

Zhao Ling drank another glass of white wine, lay down on the carpet, squinted his eyes and looked at the lights outside the window.

"Actually... when I was young, he was really kind to me. The family didn't have much money, but as long as I wanted anything, he would buy it for me. I transferred to City B at that time, and my classmates had that kind of A car with remote control.

I was very greedy, but I knew that my family couldn't afford it so I didn't ask for it.I don't know how he knew it, but I found out when he was chipping wood quietly once, and he said he was going to make a car for him. "Speaking of this, Zhao Ling was silent, and just handed the wine glass to Jian Shaojun, asking him to fill himself with wine.

"What happened later?" Jian Shaojun asked, "The car must be more handsome than your classmate's?"

"I don't know." Zhao Ling shook his head, he turned his head to look at Jian Shaojun, and smiled, "I didn't see the finished product, when the car shell was about to be built, the two of them divorced, and my mother didn't have any backlash There is room for divorce."

Looking at Zhao Ling's blank eyes, Jian Shaojun couldn't help raising his head and took a sip of the wine.

He doesn't drink baijiu often, but there is nothing more suitable than baijiu at this time.

The wine slid down their throats like a knife, as if reminding them that the past is the past, and the present is the reality.

Compared with the bleak and faded memories, the spirits have become a consolation.

Maybe it was because the word was finally uttered, Zhao Ling also seemed to be relieved, he sat up and drank another cup, leaned his back on Jian Shaojun's shoulder, tilted his head back and asked: "I used to feel that it is better to have a relationship with a person. It’s scary to be together, you say, you gave your feelings to another person, and you get entangled in the end but find out that it’s not suitable. Will you regret it, or even deny that time and yourself at that time.”

"I understand." Jian Shaojun sighed, he felt the fluffy hair rubbing against his Adam's apple, slightly raised his chin to let Zhao Ling lean into his arms, rubbed his chin against the top of Zhao Ling's head, "I understand you the meaning of."

Jian Shaojun and Zhao Ling have similar ideas, maybe he is more radical, he doesn't even believe in the existence of emotion itself.

From childhood to adulthood, the environment around him is almost in contrast to that sentence - the prosperity of the world is for profit, and the world's hustle and bustle is for profit.

It's not that he hasn't seen the love between others, but the only relationship with him is full of betrayal and suffering.

He understood Zhao Ling's rising sense of distrust and that deep powerlessness.

"it's not your fault."

"I understand." Zhao Ling sighed, "But I didn't know it before. I always thought it was my fault. At least she often said that if it wasn't for me, she would have divorced my dad a long time ago."

Of course, the original words were even worse, Zhao Ling didn’t want to say it again, but no matter whether he said it or not, that sentence still lingered in his mind—”If it wasn’t for you, I would have divorced you, that bastard a long time ago , I married such a waste when I was blind, and what I regret the most is that I gave birth to you."

He felt Jian Shaojun's hand gently pat on his shoulder, Zhao Ling laughed and said, "I've been fine for a long time, I'm not a child anymore."

"Well, you're not, I'll just pretend that I'm coaxing you when I was a kid. I didn't know you when I was a kid, so I'll make it up now."

Zhao Ling didn't want to cry at first, let alone whether he was ashamed or not, he just said that these things had tortured him for many nights, and now that he said it, he no longer felt the sadness at that time.But Jian Shaojun's words inexplicably made Zhao Ling's eyes watery, and he took a sip of wine in a concealed manner, but the sip of the wine was ice-cold, inexplicably reminding him of the glass of white wine he drank secretly from his father back then, tears Finally the embankment burst.

The silent tears shed while biting the corners of the quilt in those years seemed to be pouring out without money at this moment. Is it the grievances accumulated in those years?Or finally be able to cry aloud carefree?

Zhao Ling couldn't tell the difference anymore, his brain was numb, he only knew that the valves in his eyes were completely out of control.

He didn't know how long he had been crying, but when Zhao Ling's tears gradually dried up, he realized that he had unknowingly lay on Jian Shaojun's lap.

The dark gray home clothes became different shades because of his tears. Zhao Ling raised his head and pointed to Jian Shaojun's thigh, and Jian Shaojun slapped him on the head: "You didn't cry? Little heartless."

Zhao Ling gasped: "Jian Shaojun! Be normal, if you do this again, I will cry again!"

It's not that Zhao Ling is throwing the blame casually, but that he just carefully analyzed his gaffe.The final conclusion was that there was something wrong with Jian Shaojun. If he kept his icy tone, he would definitely not be able to cry, and he might even laugh to save face.

When Zhao Ling invited Jian Shaojun to drink, what he thought was that he drank the wine in a cool and unrestrained manner, smiled at the past years, and scolded this fucking life by the way.

There is no option to cry on Jian Shaojun's lap and wet his pants!

"You're cheating." Zhao Ling murmured, "You...you go to the study and read the contract ten times."

Jian Shaojun patted the back of Zhao Ling's head helplessly, and chuckled lightly: "But the contract doesn't stipulate the tone of my speech."

Zhao Ling: "..." It seems that this is the case...

I don't know if the tears evaporated the alcohol, Zhao Ling didn't get too drunk, at least he didn't get more embarrassing on this embarrassing night.

Zhao Ling still guarded the buttons of the two people's home clothes.

Jian Shaojun saw that Zhao Ling was starting to act rascally, and knew that half of the resolution in his heart had been resolved.

The other half is not so easy to understand.

The trouble should end it.

The truth is this truth, but it is not the suffering of others, so don't persuade others to be kind.

Jian Shaojun himself could not take the step of reconciliation, and he was unwilling to force Zhao Ling.

But when Jian Shaojun saw the person who tied the bell at the door of his house a week later, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

If it was this person, then Zhao Ling's knot might not be solved.

"you are?"

"I'm Zhao Ling's mother. He lives here. I have something to do with him."

Thinking of his tear-soaked trousers, Jian Shaojun squinted his eyes. He didn't like this confident tone very much, so he said deliberately: "Oh, it turned out to be Mrs. Zhao."

The foundation on the woman's face seemed to have cracked marks, and she said word by word: "CallmeMrs.Brown, please."

The author says:

Zhao Ling: Can you be a little cooler?cooler?Not cute?People cannot be destroyed.

Jian Shaojun: So now you think I'm neither cold nor cool but a little cute?

Zhao Ling: ...

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The Mrs. Brown you want-【No and can't return the goods--

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