The right way to break up with a lawyer

【There is no light in my heart, but I can see the light. 】

The words "no father, no mother" were like a thin needle, piercing Zhao Ling's heart.

For a moment, he recalled a lot, and it seemed that he hadn't remembered anything. He had such confusion before.

But at this moment, Zhao Ling loves Jian Shaojun even more, he still has someone to hate, the young Jian Shaojun probably doesn't know who to hate, where to put those anger and loneliness.

He has at least tasted love, but Jian Shaojun has nothing.

"It's all over." Jian Shaojun laughed lightly, noticing that he was holding his tighter hand, "It's all over, am I standing right in front of you?"

Zhao Ling pursed his lips: "Did your mother and Mr. Jin divorce when you were young?"

Jian Shaojun smiled and shook his head: "They have never been married, the Jin family is a big family, and they did not agree to let my mother in from the beginning to the end."

"Then they..."

"Maybe they believed in love back then." Jian Shaojun raised the corners of his lips, and the arc of his lips was inexplicable sarcasm and coldness, "At least my father always missed it that way, he always missed them when he was drunk. He said that my mother’s cooking was delicious, and he said that I learned to walk there.”

"At least, at least you are the crystallization of their love." Zhao Ling tried to comfort him, he knew too well what it was like to be born amid resentment, that feeling was enough to make him feel terrified whenever he thought of it.

"I don't know." Jian Shaojun lowered his eyes and looked at the smiling woman on the tombstone, "Father said these things. I have no impression, and I have never felt it. Because after he wakes up, he will go on with the young and beautiful Female stars tell about his present, the past is not that important to him."

Zhao Ling was dumbfounded, and asked for a while, "Who is Jin Chengye's mother?"

"The marriage partner arranged by the family for my father is actually a poor person, and my father's eyes never linger on her. It's just because of my position, I can't sympathize with her, and of course she doesn't need my sympathy." Jian Shaojun puffed out a cigarette After a long time, she said in a hoarse voice, "She got sick and died when I was seven years old. Otherwise, maybe I wouldn't even grow up."

Zhao Ling let go of Jian Shaojun's hand, and grabbed his arm suddenly: "What did she do to you?!" At this moment, he understood Jian Shaojun's situation when he was young.

He also has a stepfather, he understands this feeling, but Jian Shaojun's situation is probably a hundred times worse than his, at least his family has no family business to inherit, at least without his stepfather, his mother has suppressed him to nothing room to fight back.

"In winter, when I caught a cold, I didn't recover for more than two months. She told my father that I might not live long because of tuberculosis." Jian Shaojun sneered. The medicines are all homemade recipes that the housekeeper secretly cooked for me."

Zhao Ling's eyes fell on Jian Shaojun's hand holding the cigarette, looking at the long-standing chilblain scars left on it, he couldn't tell what it was like.When he was a child, no matter how bad his mother was to him, it was not to such an extent. At most, it was indifference and psychological torture, but at least he could survive.

Jian Shaojun was not exaggerating, in the environment of the Jin family, under such means, Zhao Ling believed that if Jian Shaojun continued, even if he did not die, he would be branded with the root of the disease.

"Does Mr. Jin know?"

"I don't know if he knows or not." Jian Shaojun flicked the ash with one hand, watching the ash fall on the spotless white jade steps, he felt an inexplicable pleasure, "At that time, I thought he knew everything. I think he should know, but he just doesn't seem to know, he just tells me—a man can't be so delicate."

For Jin Boshan, Zhao Ling's feelings are very complicated. On the one hand, he feels that the old man cares about Jian Shaojun very much.

On the one hand, he appreciates the old man's kindness towards him. He is not well-known as an elder, and old man Jin is the first elder to show his kindness to him.But after hearing what Jian Shaojun said, he still had to admit: "He is not a good father."

"Both Jin Chengye and I have not been educated well." Jian Shaojun's tone was very light. "Because of Mrs. Jin's request and the pressure from Jin Chengye's ancestral family, I can only be his adopted son. Later, he became more and more powerful and wanted me Recognize the ancestors and return to the clan, but I don't want to."

Zhao Ling suddenly realized that this was why all the servants of the Jin family called Jian Shaojun "Jian Shao", but only the housekeeper called him "Young Master".

"But one thing is for sure. He promised that Jin Chengye will always be the only young master of the Jin family." Jian Shaojun shrugged, "So it's even more impossible for me to change my surname. If I want to call Jin Chengye brother for nothing, it's better to be an innocent An orphan without a father or a mother."

Zhao Ling felt the powerlessness and bewilderment under Jian Shaojun's flirty self-mockery, and he understood that feeling, and most of the time, he didn't just let it go.

If the executioner only needs to say "I'm sorry" to wipe away all the bloody wounds, wouldn't the injuries they suffered in the first half of their lives be like a joke?

But Zhao Ling couldn't help but retort: ​​"He didn't teach Jin Chengye well, and it's not that he didn't teach you well."

"I'm not good either." Jian Shaojun pinched his cigarette, raised his hand as if he wanted to touch Zhao Ling's face, but finally chose to hold the air, "I'm not a good person."

Zhao Ling frowned: "Why aren't you..."

"Zhao Ling, a good person, or a normal person, should have light in his heart."

But he didn't.

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After leaving the tomb and returning to the parking lot, Zhao Ling asked, "You always thought your mother died very early? You haven't seen her in all these years?"

"Everyone has told me for as long as I can remember that she died. Then when she was lingering on the hospital bed, my sister came to me. I had never seen her before that, but she said she had seen me, and she said she would She looked at me from a distance. She said that when I was six years old, she saw me off in the crowd on the first day of the first grade." Jian Shaojun said calmly, "But you know? I didn't go to school when I was six years old. Primary school, because Mrs. Jin didn't want me to go to school. After I finished kindergarten, she used her own illness as an excuse, hoping that my adopted son would be around and wouldn't let me go to school. And even after her death, the first day of school because Jin Chengye cut all my school uniforms and we got into a fight, so I didn't go to school on the first day."

Zhao Ling opened his mouth, and for a moment something stuck in his throat.

Not all parents love their children, this is something he only realized with a lot of effort.

"I don't know if she remembers wrongly, but she thinks she loves me, or she wants me to think she loves me." Jian Shaojun lit another cigarette, watching the ash falling on the white stone bricks, his mood It got better again, "After my sister found me, she was very angry with my attitude towards my mother. She felt that I forgot love because of my prosperity and wealth. However, I have never felt love, so how can I talk about love."

On the way home, Zhao Ling was extremely remorseful, he shouldn't have made such a fuss, and now he and Jian Shaojun were in different cars, and when he thought of Jian Shaojun's eyes looking at Ashes, he panicked. The discomfort made him feel like pins and needles.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Zhao Ling had an idea and called Jian Shaojun.

Soon Jian Shaojun's voice came out from the loudspeaker: "What? No more oil?"

"No." Zhao Ling was a little embarrassed.

"Lost?" Jian Shaojun seemed to be confirming Zhao Ling's location, and said after a while, "I'm in front of you."

"No." Zhao Ling pursed his lips, really didn't know what to say, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "I just want to ask you what you have for dinner."

The other end of the phone was obviously stunned, and after a while, there was a low chuckle. Although this laugh was very light, it was more relaxed and sincere than every smile that Jian Shaojun showed today.

"Zhao Ling, although I don't have light in my heart, I can see light."

Zhao Ling opened his mouth and clenched the steering wheel tightly. He wanted to ask a question.It's a pity that after the lights changed, the urging horn from the car interrupted what he wanted to say, and when Zhao Ling wanted to say it, he lost the courage to say it. He wanted to ask——

Can you let the light in your eyes shine into your heart?

The author says:

Zuo Yi: I'm so anxious, my leader is so slow.

Assistant: I am more anxious. My boss is not slow, but he is ruthless. He is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself.

#I really want to lock them in a room, we swallowed the key#

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I arrived at my cp's house at two o'clock in the morning. My goddaughter ran away after being hugged by me, but now she is playing in our room and refuses to leave.

I asked my wife, "Do you think she smells us?"

Mrs.: "She may simply be taking back her territory."

#How did the unromantic man in science and technology find his wife? #

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