"It's a good kid," Dong Xin turned the teacup, "It's not a pity that you left me so angry?"

"It's a pity?" Xiao Zhaoshan closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose, "It's a pity that the irreplaceable person is gone."

Dong Xin looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's pitiful."

"What?" Xiao Zhaoshan opened his eyes and smiled, "Is this your divorce experience?"

At the end of last month, Dong Xin filed for divorce quietly on the day of her [-]th wedding anniversary. Up to now, she still hides from various media and company shareholders, and negotiated with her ex-husband about property division through lawyers.

"Wrong. My real divorce experience is," Dong Xin took a sip of tea, "Only money is irreplaceable."

Xiao Zhaoshan and her were childhood sweethearts, and the two were destined to go to high school together from the second grade of elementary school, until Dong Xin went to England with his family in the first semester of high school.

She returned to China to start her own business after finishing her postgraduate study at Cambridge. At that time, Xiao Zhaoshan had already made a lot of achievements and accumulated a lot of money, so she invested a considerable amount in her fledgling real estate company without any hesitation.

Dong Xin took this friendship very seriously. On the opening day of Xiao Zhaoshan Gallery, she personally invited several leaders and bosses she met in the business field to join her.Naturally, she did not hide the matter from Xiao Zhaoshan about the divorce.

"I don't know if every divorced woman has such a mental journey. Why did I fall in love with him back then?" Dong Xin laughed at herself, "I don't want to marry that handsome guy from Imperial College who is willing to learn Chinese for me. Stinky man?"

Xiao Zhaoshan brought up the purple sand pot to serve her tea: "You said that engineering man had body odor."

"Really?" Dong Xin was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "It turns out they are all fucking men."

Xiao Zhaoshan watched her smile silently, sure enough, after a while, the corners of her mouth gradually became heavy, so heavy that she could no longer lift it up.

"Let's not talk about this, let's talk about business." She lowered her head and took out a stack of A4 papers from her bag and put them on the low table. "The new proposal from Fangshan, old acquaintance, are you interested?"

Xiao Zhaoshan picked it up and flipped it casually, then pushed it back: "Not interested."

Dong Xin was surprised: "Old Xiao, did you wash your hands with the real gold basin?"

Xiao Zhaoshan leaned comfortably in the chair and sighed: "I'm not going to quit, I'm getting old and I don't want to make trouble. The investigation has been very strict in the past two years, so you should be careful."

"If I just have to be careful, I won't be able to get to where I am today." Dong Xin didn't force himself, and put the stack of paper back into his bag and put it away.

"Isn't the clean money enough?" Xiao Zhaoshan saw that she didn't listen for half a minute, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, full of warning, "Don't forget how I was planted back then."

Dong Xin paused as he handed the teacup to his lips, then lowered his eyes and blew away the mist: "Don't forget, the most difficult thing in the world is when the prodigal son returns to prostitution|Prostitute Congliang."

She raised her head to look at Xiao Zhaoshan, and said in a low voice: "Since ancient times, peasants have been unable to defeat landlords, landlords have been unable to defeat merchants, and merchants have been unable to defeat officials. Officials and senior officials can crush people to death, let alone people like us who don't have black hats. You Believe it or not, before the tiger is killed by Wu Song, he will chew us first and swallow us all?"

"I don't believe it. A few years ago, I used the gallery to help those people spend two sums of money. In the blink of an eye, it took me three years to clean the gallery. So I'm lazy now." Xiao Zhaoshan looked up neck, looking at the ceiling, "I would rather be hungry than wipe the ass of those officials."

Dong Xin looked at him for a while, and suddenly asked irrelevantly: "I heard that your son has returned to Beijing, why, will he stay in Beijing for development in the future?"

Mentioning Xiao Chining and Xiao Zhaoshan gave him a headache: "His registered permanent residence is here, and he just came back for the college entrance examination."

"What about after the college entrance examination?" Dong Xin asked, "I thought you would send him abroad. After all, it is safer to go abroad."

Xiao Zhaoshan was silent for a while, then lowered his head to look at Dong Xin, and replied blankly: "I've already picked myself out, everything is safe."

Dong Xin crossed Erlang's legs and hugged his knees, and pointed the toe of the patent leather shoe in the air: "Can you really take it off? You know better than me, it's not safe to stay by your side, isn't it?"

Facing her old friend, she exposed it mercilessly: "When I first returned to China, you almost invested all your personal assets in me instead of in your wife. Can you say that you were not afraid at that time?" ?”

Dong Xin paused, stopped looking directly at Xiao Zhaoshan, turned to lower his head, lifted the lid of the pot and filled it with hot water, and said leisurely: "Old Xiao, I have been friends with you for so many years, and I have never seen you before." Son, I can't even remember his name. That's why I made up my mind not to have children. Every time I see a child at a friend's house obediently calling Mommy and asking Mommy to hug me, I tell myself in my heart: look Xiao Zhaoshan, look at Chi Yan, do you still want to give birth?"

"Back when I had a falling out with my parents because of my return to China, I was penniless and busy like a dog all day long. I had no time to fall in love and even less time to think about starting a family. At that time, I was alone in Beijing. With your courage and courage, you can start over if you are involved in the situation. If I am like you and imprisoned by those people for some crime, I can guarantee that no one will come to bail me out. "

Xiao Zhaoshan has been in prison, this is not an explosive old news, nor is it a well-known gossip.When his accident happened, his mother was still alive, so he took a lot of effort to suppress the news and try his best to minimize the negative impact.

But that doesn't mean it didn't happen.

At that time, Xiao Zhaoshan was not yet 24 years old, he was already a member of the Million Painters Club, and he was a true "youthful spirit, scolding Fang Qiu".

Not long after graduating from university, a high-ranking official in the capital saw a figure painting he had done in his spare time at an auction, so he asked someone to ask him to meet him.

Xiao Zhaoshan is actually not very good at drawing figures. What he is best at is landscape themes. The works listed this time are just the ones that the auctioneer asked him to use to make up the number.

So he agreed without much hesitation.He wanted to know what kind of flower arty people could say in front of the original author.

In the end, it was this side that made him obsessed, and he became someone else's tool for money laundering.In just two years, his pen can no longer just listen to his words.

During this period, he married Chi Yan, suspended his creation, and was determined to quit, and one of the prices for quitting was to become a defendant.

Thanks to those old acquaintances, he spent ten more months in the detention center as a fraud suspect before the final trial.And during these ten months, Chi Yan's fledgling career was also hit because of him.Her physical and psychological state is getting worse and worse, and she almost died when she was born in the zodiac Chi Ning.

Xiao Zhaoshan was not present at all these days.

But he always remembered that on a certain gloomy afternoon, Chi Yan came to visit him at the detention center with a B-ultrasound report and said to him, "Zhaoshan, we have a baby."

Before he could react, she continued: "You're not here. I decided to name the child on my own. It's called Xiao Chining. Your Xiao, my Chi, a treasure head and a 'heart', Next is the word 'Ning' in the word 'use'."

She stretched out her index finger and wrote the word stroke by stroke on the thick glass: "It means rather than lack."

Xiao Zhaoshan forgot how he reacted at that time, he watched Chi Yan slowly lower his head, put his hands up slowly, covering the transparent "Ning", his shoulders shrugged, and he choked up and said, "When will you come back? ...I want you back."

That afternoon, Xiao Zhaoshan felt guilty for the first time in his life.

Three years later, his college classmate Lu Mei gave birth to a daughter.He wrapped a big red envelope to drink the full moon wine. Before leaving, Lu Mei hugged the little baby who was wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside, and sent him to the door of the hotel, half showing off and half jokingly saying: "I After raising the child for a few days, I realized that it was not easy for you at that time. You were indeed so tired that you couldn’t sleep all night.” She blinked playfully, and changed her voice, “But children are really cute. Both painful and happy. Now I understand why you, who keep saying you want DINK, will compromise."

Xiao Zhaoshan ignored her teasing. After all, the reason why he didn't obstruct Chi Yan was not because of a compromise, but because of irreparable guilt.

He had thought about it thousands of times in the detention center: Once Xiao Chining was born, he would become the only one in the world, one-half of Xiao Zhaoshan. chilly.

In this way, he understood his wife's vulnerability and decided to honor her fears.Dong Xin is right, who is not afraid of the blue sky above his head?

"Don't worry, if you go in, I will definitely release you on bail." Xiao Zhaoshan took a sip of tea relaxedly, "If you can't get out, I will teach you a few more guidelines for survival in the detention center, and specify that you should not suffer too much. .”

Being interrupted by such an interruption, Dong Xin also opened his face and said: "I dirty the clean money you invested in again, don't you hold grudges?"

"I brought you to the point of no return, it's almost as good as you don't hate me."

"It's always been said on the Internet that the fastest way to get money is written in the criminal law. Sincerely don't deceive me." Dong Xin understands this truth, "This is my own choice."

"I used to always think that there is only one choice between love of money and lover." Xiao Zhaoshan raised his eyes, "You have opened my eyes, you want them all."

"Didn't they just run away in the end?" Dong Xin said.

"Then take it as my celebration of your return to being single. What's more," Xiao Zhaoshan said indifferently, "Investment, if you have a strong sense of morality, it's not called making money. It's charity. As long as I don't do it myself, what's dirty?" I don’t know anything about what’s not dirty, and I’m not responsible, in my eyes, it’s just ‘money’.”

Dong Xin took a reassurance, smiled and refilled his tea: "You are becoming more and more like an innocent profiteer, I like it."

Xiao Zhaoshan raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "You didn't divorce because of me, did you?"

"Get out!" Dong Xin scolded with a smile, "If I was really interested in you, I would have done it 800 years ago, what else can Chi Yan do?"

"We are not suitable, I don't like children." Xiao Zhaoshan felt that his alcohol had gone down, so he sat up straight and asked, "Now I'm a lonely family again, what's the plan?"

"Find out the Fangshan case, and then want to see the market and cast two movies..." Dong Xin realized something was wrong after finishing speaking, "Eh? I didn't talk to the board of directors about this matter, and I actually explained it to you first! "

Xiao Zhaoshan straightened his cuffs, and stood up first: "I won't interrupt Fangshan's affairs, but you should think about the film casting. In the past two years, there has been no market for original scripts, IP is too difficult to obtain, and Longbiao is not easy to get. It’s not easy to get into theaters, if there is no relationship between the two sides, either the film will not be shown or there will be no shows, and it will be thankless.”

The two walked from the private room to the door of the clubhouse, Dong Xin didn't reveal more about his thoughts.Xiao Zhaoshan understood the truth that even among friends, one must go to the end, so he took out the car keys and said goodbye to her.

Dong Xin stopped him without hesitation.

"Hey, Old Xiao."

Xiao Zhaoshan turned around and asked her what else to say with his eyes.

Night Breeze was about to go home, and Dong Xin stood two steps away from him, with the hem of his windbreaker raised back.

"What on earth are you..." She paused, then immediately changed her words, "Forget it, go back quickly. Can you drive now?"

"I'm awake." Xiao Zhaoshan naturally understood what she wanted to ask just now, and answered her doubts without any reservations, "It took me 17 years, maybe it will take longer, so I can't rush it for a while."

Dong Xin folded his arms and wrapped his windbreaker tightly: "Why? Do you regret it?"

Xiao Zhaoshan remembered that when Xiao Chining was around one year old, he was not as cute as Lu Mei's children at all. He had to be the first to see him when he woke up, and he had to hold his index finger in his hand before going to sleep. Be willing to close your eyes, otherwise you will cry until the sun and the moon are darkened.

So he could only move Xiao Chining's cradle to his desk, stretch out his left hand for him to bite and hold while working, and when he fell asleep, he would quietly pull out his fingers to draw.

I have never seen such an annoying child.

He raised his right hand in front of Dong Xin: "Regrets are light. You see, this hand was almost destroyed by them. I can still remember the sound and smell of the motorcycle rushing past my finger."

He put down his hand and strolled up to her: "Dong Xin, didn't you ask me why I haven't painted all these years?"

"Because," Xiao Zhaoshan stopped and smiled, and waved his left index finger in front of her eyes, "for a while, someone reminded me every day that I am a father now, and I can't do whatever I want, I have to take care of the overall situation, take care of this Home."

When a person wants to make an extremely important choice in a completely unfamiliar field, [-]% depends on experience, [-]% depends on reason, and the rest is illusory intuition.

This is very complicated. Xiao Zhaoshan couldn't tell what he felt when he agreed to send Xiao Chining away. He might have breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was good for everyone.After all, before tonight, no one knew that Xiao Chining had unknowingly given him some small but insignificant instructions and confidence at the crossroads of his life.It was an intuition of a first-time father.

Although they are fleeting.

"But I'm homeless." Dong Xin laughed, but the tip of her nose became sour, and she suddenly turned into a wronged little girl.

However, when a person reaches middle age, no one can help anyone except borrow money.Xiao Zhaoshan has already recalled and talked too much, and now he just wants to go back to the car to smoke a few cigarettes and go for a drive.

"It's all fake." He pointed to her bag with his eyes, "All the real things are in your hands."

Hearing this, Dong Xin lowered his head and weighed his wealth, and laughed tacitly with him, and put away his emotions in an instant.

The two of them are sober, and if they continue to be emotional, they will only usher in the embarrassment of adults. Before parting, Dong Xin asked him one last question.

"Old Xiao, what's your son's name? Let's take him out for dinner some other day, if possible."

Xiao Zhaoshan was speechless for a moment, lowered his head and patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Let's talk about it."

There were not many cars on the road in the middle of the night, Xiao Zhaoshan opened the car window, turned into an alley with the wind blowing, turned left and right towards the gallery.

Over the years, he has not painted a finished product, keeping a friendly but not flattering distance from those people.The peaceful 17 years is not a blink of an eye, it is he who gave up his reputation and gave up his inspiration day by day, time and time again.

In the first two years, he really hated it. In order to dispel this useless emotion, he simply didn't paint much in private, which was indeed much better.But can you let go of the things you love?

So he opened a gallery, spent a lot of money to build an ideal studio for practicing pens, and set up a special space at home for graffiti.The secret base that everyone knows is the most mysterious.

Whenever he was restless, he would go to the studio and stay all night.Sometimes I read a book, sometimes I draw the same scene all night, and sometimes I listen to songs and smoke in a daze, doing nothing.

But he didn't expect that at this point, at the gate of his secret base, he would see Xiao Chining carrying a schoolbag.

The speed of the vehicle was not high, and the headlights could clearly illuminate Xiao Chining who was sitting on a dark green skateboard and staring up at the night sky quietly.He propped his elbows on his knees, and held a half-smoked cigarette between his right fingers. He didn't know how long it had been extinguished, and he remained motionless and looked up.

For a moment, Xiao Zhaoshan mistakenly thought that he was driving in a time tunnel. At the age of 17, he was sitting under a street tree on his beloved skateboard. Quietly waiting for the unknown on the side of the road, waiting for passers-by to discover their loneliness, waiting for strange vehicles to run over their own shadow.

But Xiao Zhaoshan didn't step on the brakes, just passed by Xiao Chining, bringing up a gust of wind.

But the eyes resting on the rearview mirror continued to send messages to his brain, saying the same sentence repeatedly: "You seem to have abandoned yourself."

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