The right way to break up with a lawyer

[Who is the other person? 】

In Jian Shaojun's slightly jerky way of rubbing his hair, Zhao Ling's heavy eyelids finally couldn't hold on anymore.After closing his eyelids, he had a dream, a bizarre dream.

In the dream, he was running all the time, from dusk to nightfall, from street lights to the darkness around him, Zhao Ling was very tired but he didn't dare to stop, he felt as if there were giant monsters lurking in the darkness around him.The road is very wide, and he looks very small on this spacious road.

While running, Zhao Ling tripped over a rock, and when he fell, he threw a crack on the ground.

Soon, the crack spread around him like a spider web.

Zhao Ling looked around blankly, he still had time to leave this isolated place, but he only had one chance.He didn't know which side was the right direction, just after such a fall, he didn't seem to know where his original destination was.Even the sides of the road, which were originally wide enough to be able to see the side, were completely engulfed in darkness at this moment.

Where should I flee?

Zhao Ling didn't know, he looked around quietly, he saw a night darker than the surrounding night through the cracked ground.

The thick night almost broke through the ground and involved him.

Looking up again, as far as the eye can see, there are very few cracked and open ground seams.The surrounding darkness has approached Zhao Ling, will it be engulfed or fall deeper into the night?

Zhao Ling didn't know.

But he was tired, the exhaustion accumulated from running just now swept over him in an instant, Zhao Ling rubbed his eyes, only then realized that his hands were very small, just like a child.

He stared at his wrist and found a round pale yellow scar on it, he was stunned for a long time, it was a smoke scar.

A cigarette scar left on the back of his hand when his mother found out his stepfather cheated on him while drinking and smoking.

He hasn't thought about it for a long time, because the scar has faded so much now, and it has been covered by the watch all year round.But when he saw it for the first time, Zhao Ling found that the sadness he thought he had forgotten was actually vivid in his memory.

At that time, he was still holding the heart of a child. He always felt that if he treated his mother better, his mother would treat him better.He persuaded his mother not to wrong him. In fact, divorce was nothing, but what he got in return was a smoke scar and a slap in the face.

Later, Mr. Brown and Mrs. Brown reconciled as before. Mrs. Brown was still the same Mrs. Brown who showed off how her husband loved her in the neighborhood and neighbors. The only thing that could prove what happened to them was the landslide on his wrist. scar.

It was from that time that Zhao Ling quietly crossed out the word "mother" in his heart and replaced it with "Mrs. Brown".

Because in Li Lingrui's heart, the identity of Mrs. Brown is far more important than Zhao Ling's mother.

Or just like this...

Zhao Ling was tired, he was lying in the center of that helpless island, he looked at the night that was about to engulf him, he thought that he would not be so tired after closing his eyes.

But there is a voice in my heart that is not reconciled, is it my voice?But what are you not reconciled to?

He heard a faint waking up, and he saw a point of light.

There is light there.

Zhao Ling struggled to get up, he was already far away from the other ground.

But that voice of unwillingness occupied the upper peak at the moment, and it seemed that all the courage was poured out at this moment.

"RUN—"

Zhao Ling didn't care how far he was from another piece of ground, he leaped vigorously, but he still didn't land on a safe ground.Underfoot is the sticky night.Just when Zhao Ling thought he was about to fall, he unexpectedly discovered that it didn't seem to be an abyss, but just a shallow layer of dark black gelatin similar to a swamp.

Not caring much, Zhao Ling ran towards that spot of light, the sticky black glue under his feet pulled his shoes, as if he wanted to keep him where he was.But that strange substance seems to be sensitive to light, the closer it is to light, the thinner the gelatin becomes, until there is no trace of stickiness.

The light almost drove away all the darkness, Zhao Ling couldn't see the road in front of him clearly, he just plunged into it.

The moment he closed his eyes was a moment of darkness, but even so, Zhao Ling was aware of the light outside.

"Wake up, wake up."

When Zhao Ling opened his eyes again, the beautiful scenery in front of him almost captured all his attention.

The glow rises from the horizon, gently but powerfully dispelling the hazy night.

"I... fell asleep?" Zhao Ling felt the fatigue and stiffness of his limbs, and then realized that everything just now seemed to be a dream.

It is not easy for Zhao Ling to distinguish between the dream and the reality at this moment, especially when he wakes up, although he has forgotten most of the details, but the fear in the dream is like a gangrene, lingering on the bone.

"Isn't it?" Jian Shaojun shook his head helplessly, opened the hem of his bathrobe, and let Zhao Ling look at the blue color on his calf, "What are you dreaming about? You keep kicking me, but you can't dream of me Wipe Boss Yin's hair?"

Zhao Ling burst into laughter, and Jian Shaojun felt relieved, as long as he didn't fall from the sky in a dream, he should be charged with no crime.

What did you dream about?

Zhao Ling took a deep breath, raised his wrist, and pointed to the scar that looked like a birthmark: "Are you interested in hearing a story that doesn't sound good?"

Light can always give people a certain amount of courage. Even the most cowardly person seems to be able to give birth to a little courage under the sun.

What's more, Zhao Ling is not a cowardly person, a person who tries hard to run away from the god of death, no matter what, he has the courage to live with a life that can't be worse.

This story is very complete, and it is not even told from Zhao Ling's point of view, it is more like a neighbor of the Brown family telling you the story of the Brown family.

Zhao Ling even talked about some not-so-good things he had done.Destruction and jealousy are not exclusive to little Tommy, Zhao Ling has also done it, but unlike little Tommy, no matter his good or bad behavior, he can't get the love and attention he wants, so Zhao Ling stopped up.

"Should I thank her instead? If I were like Tommy, I'm afraid I'm a street gangster by now."

"No." Jian Shaojun rubbed Zhao Lingnan~ Feng's hair that was staggered because he fell asleep without drying it, "You only need to thank yourself."

"Don't they all say that you should thank those who have hurt you?" Zhao Ling asked back with a smile, not to mention the stories in Chinese textbooks. In the education he received, when someone slapped you in the face, you should stick the other side of the face. The rhetoric of the past is also endless.

For this, Jian Shaojun only had two words - "Fart, fart."

Zhao Ling couldn't help laughing: "You are a lawyer after all, can't you be more refined?"

"This is already elegant enough." Jian Shaojun raised his eyebrows, "I just thought I was a lawyer, so I didn't do anything. You don't need to talk to this kind of generous person, if we all have to thank him for hurting us What do you want the law for? What do you want the prison for?”

These words sound quite reasonable, but in terms of reasoning, Jian Shaojun never loses.

Zhao Ling nodded approvingly, and asked again: "Then I don't thank her, but I thank you head office, right? It wasn't you who woke me up, I fell into a nightmare."

"Thank you, I don't need it." Jian Shaojun's finger rested on Zhao Ling's cigarette scar for a moment, and then said, "Didn't you keep asking, which two men like you?"

"Which two?" Zhao Ling opened his eyes wide, and instantly regained his energy. He thought that Jian Shaojun was fooling him before, but he never felt that he had any blue-faced confidants.

"One here." Jian Shaojun stretched out his finger.

Zhao Ling saw that slender finger pointing at him.

"Me, myself?"

"It's a nightmare you broke free from, so thank yourself if you want to thank yourself." There was a smile on the corner of Jian Shaojun's lips.

Only then did Zhao Ling belatedly realize that Jian Shaojun was pouring chicken soup for him in circles, and he was heartwarming and annoyed: "You are changing concepts secretly!"

Jian Shaojun blinked: "But you have no evidence."

Zhao Ling: "..." I'm careless, how can I talk to a lawyer without fixing the evidence.

"Wait, who's that other guy?"

"The other one..." Jian Shaojun's fingers circled in front of Zhao Ling's eyes, he looked at the reflection in Zhao Ling's eyes, smiled and shook his head, "I won't tell you."

The author says:

I wish everyone a happy 520——

I hope everyone loves you, and of course you must love yourself even more——

Jian Shaojun: "Shall we have dinner together on Friday? I treat you."

Zhao Ling (looking through the calendar): "Hey, do you want to dress more formally?"

Jian Shaojun: "It's just to celebrate the weekend, you can wear sportswear."

——When 520 comes——

Zhao Ling looked at the French restaurant in front of him and then at the sportswear he had specially put on, and was silent: "Didn't you say it was just to celebrate the weekend?!"

Jian Shaojun in a suit and leather shoes: "Yeah, I want to celebrate with French food this week, is there a problem?"

Zhao Ling: "..." He swore that he would make this man poor!

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