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Political marriage.

In just four words, it is full of high-level games and group alliances that make people imagine.Ling Yan's parents were a typical example of the political marriage that reached the top of the pyramid at that time. If you ask him what he thinks about these four words, he only has two words: "sacrifice".

For two power groups with sharp conflicts, the ability to maintain a marriage is too weak. He doesn't know who the beneficiary is. A generation of sacrifices.

Wen Hui and Ling Yuanshan are not in love.

Ever since Ling Yan could remember, the two of them had been arguing constantly, separating beds, rooms, and living apart, the three manifestations of husband and wife relationships in modern society, and his parents did it right.Ling Yan remembered that they quarreled, and the room was full of high-quality goods, such as famous paintings, pottery, rose-printed glass, iron art, vases, small tea tables...these things were really loud when they fell, as if the world was about to shatter. Same.When they quarreled, Ling Yan always hid in his own room, hid on his bed and covered his head—he was afraid of hearing the content of their quarrel, afraid that they would be dragged onto him when they quarreled, and afraid that what they said There are words to blame him, afraid that the slightest unhappiness in this family is caused by him.

Then the next day, when he went downstairs timidly, he would look at the two people who had treated him as enemies last night, and sit at the dining table to resolve the issue in the form of a breakfast meeting. On the plane, we sat at the dining table on time in the morning to accompany us to discuss.

Anyway, you can't get a divorce.

They can dismantle the house at will, but they must pretend to be their loving couple outside. They must go home during the holidays, perform in front of the camera and in front of the national audience, and let others praise them.

Ling Yan was so young at the time, he couldn't understand his parents' behavior patterns at all, he couldn't understand that he was held in front of the camera and kissed on the face, but he would be thrown away as soon as the camera turned.When he was a child, the school organized parent-child activities. He told his parents that the secretaries and assistants always came. The other children were accompanied by their parents, and he was accompanied by the secretary and chief of staff.

There is no Concorde Square, and there is no forest of monuments. The time he was most impressed was when he was ten years old, one day after school, it was not the driver, but his father who came to pick him up at the school gate in the car.

That was the only time he and Ling Yuanshan got together alone in his memory, without anyone else following him, no bodyguards, no secretary, no chief of staff.

He took him to a stationery store and had a meal with him.

Ling Yan remembered that 7years was displayed in the store that day. During those 10 minutes, he felt that he had never been so close to his father. At that time, he followed him. Ling Yan didn't dare to pull him, but he looked at him. , he felt very close.

This was Ling Yan's childhood.That young master, whom everyone thinks is so charming and pampered, has already gone to Ling Yuanshan to accompany him to a shop, and he will feel flattered.As for the man behind him, there are countless shows on the live TV broadcast, how many other people's children he has hugged, and how many other people's children's hands he has held.

He never had a normal childhood. He remembers that he was always alone and could not play outside like other children. When he was at home, he watched TV dramas and commercials by himself, paying special attention to scenes with children.

When he sees a child being born, and sees the father crying in the delivery room, he will feel very happy, and he will feel that this life is expected.He also likes the gold and silver locks worn by children. Although no one in his family wears precious metals and thinks that is tacky, he just thinks that is very good. It can represent the expectations of parents for their children. It has nothing to do with whether the children will be outstanding or outstanding in the future. , I simply hope that the child will not be harmed by the disease and can stay in the world for a long time.

But later he found out that he was not born by Ms. Wen herself, and Ms. Wen had never been in the delivery room.He was bred in vitro by the cultivation center, just like the fruit on the tree in the next door yard. When the time came, he was picked by Ms. Wen when it was ripe.

He found it difficult to accept it for a period of time after he knew it. He thought it was unfair and bad, but he couldn’t say what was wrong. He just didn’t understand. Isn’t our culture supposed to like children very much?Then why did they treat him like that?The sister next door is only three months older than him. When he was four or five years old, he once saw the uncle next door carrying her on his shoulders to pick mulberries in the yard. He was very envious at the time and thought why?Why does my father refuse to talk to me, but other people's fathers can treat their children so well?

His father has been a cabinet minister in several governments, with a vicious political vision, and he has stood firm in countless political storms.Her mother challenged public order and good customs, and issued orders in the management committee with first-class precision and clarity.They have made a model for the world to emulate, a hope for the world to pursue, they say what they say, and they are obedient, but they can't hug him like a normal parent.

Su Xian said when talking about Sophia, "If a child feels safe and loved from an early age, her brain will be particularly good at exploring, playing and cooperating, but if she is always intimidated and feels unwanted, her brain will be very good at it." They will be particularly good at perceiving fear and abandonment. Raising a child is not just providing him with food and clothing, but teaching the child to have a strong heart and personality growth. Even in the face of great pain in the future, they can heal their scars by themselves. "

It's such a coincidence that he doesn't have any of these.

He is like a child who has been subjected to domestic violence since he was a child. He was forcibly instilled with gratitude education, surrounded by envious eyes, and listened to people constantly saying that you have everything. happiness.

He blamed them.

hated them.

Blaming them for breaking appointments again and again, saying that they would celebrate his birthday with him but leaving him alone on that day, letting him watch the chef put the dishes on the table and take them down one after another.

He hated them for being so indifferent when he committed suicide for the first time. The first time Ling Yuanshan saw him when he woke up, what he said was, "Xiaoyan, don't learn from your mother."

Sometimes Ling Yan would ask himself maliciously, do you think Qi Siming treated him well back then?Not too good, right?But how much love did that pale, thin, sickly, and unhealthy child back then stubbornly cling to that light that was not warm enough, making this person's breath over his head, suffocating his love for everything? human interest.

But even if he hated all the people he loved, hated them to the core, he never thought that Ling Yuanshan and Wen Hui would die.

He still doesn't understand these two names that are enough to be famous in history and written in textbooks. They are so powerful and prestigious, why did they die?Wen Hui was fine the day before he committed suicide, and she still had the energy to force him to get his tattoo removed. Why did she have to die?

Teenagers always feel that they are very mature, thinking that they have nothing to lose about their family, so they don't need to have expectations.

Then they died suddenly.

It's not because of work, but the real separation of yin and yang.

The 15-year-old Ling Yan was in a daze. The wound he had tattooed the day before was still oozing blood, so he saw many people entering the room.They brought out a bag that was as long as one person, saying that it was his mother's body, she passed away, and asked him to mourn, and then dug out the paper documents, saying that Wen Hui's will stipulated that the real estate would be mortgaged to his education fund, and they would collect it. walk this house.

Ling Yan couldn't react at the time, he wasn't thinking about Ms. Wen's death, but thinking about where he would live tonight.

These two irresponsible couples have been running around for decades, but at that time he only lived in one house and only recognized one home. It was in the XXI District, the Huanghuang Mansion, which was well-decorated. Although its owners were not very good in those years heart, but Ling Yan was born and raised here, so he was allowed to have a curtain to cover his head, so that he could shelter from the wind and rain.

He went out in a hurry, like a lost puppy.His parents are gone, his home is gone, he hugged the little demon that was split from the original home intelligence system, as if he was holding his own life.

Bo-chi meets him at the door and tells him to call him dad.He had a mental breakdown all of a sudden, as if his whole body had been cut open, his heart, liver, and spleen flowed all over the place, but he was afraid of being unsightly and disgusting, so he held his hot, bloody internal organs while bowing his head Bow down and say sorry sorry sorry.

There is no time for too sad a day.

I don't know which day he moved to District VI, he coded an unknown code in the middle of the night, and suddenly looked up, as if he had finally woken up from a nightmare, and saw a completely strange environment and a completely strange room.

Only then did he suddenly realize that they really didn't want him anymore.Wen Hui would rather die that day than not have him.They never liked him, they gave birth to him, but they never liked him for a day, and they refused to entrust him with dreams even after death.He no longer had to expect them to go home, even if he had watched Wen Hui's program interviews hundreds of times and remembered every scene of them clearly, they would never come back.

As soon as Janash's interview was over and the live filming hadn't stopped, Ling Yan immediately stood up from the sofa.

Xiaowen went up to deal with Janash and other media people. Ms. He posted the latest news on her Utopia "Prince Meitou left Nanle Street by car in the middle of the night and returned to District XXI. Qi Ling broke up on suspicion of disagreement", anxiously Holding back Ling Yan, who had been pretending to be okay all day long, he asked in a low voice, "Are you arguing? My God, what are you arguing about at this stall?! He left at midnight?!"

Ling Yan pushed her away, and ran to his office. He dialed the communication, counted the number of busy signals, and when he opened the heavy mahogany door, the other party just connected.

All grown-up children have small wishes hidden in their hearts. They hope that one day they can correct all the misfortunes of their childhood and hug the original self through time.

Ling Yan leaned against the door in the office, his body slid down involuntarily, and tears welled up all at once.

He asked, "Qi Siming, do you still want me?"