why are they still in love

The next day, Xiao Zhaoshan called Zhongjing Liquor in the name of inviting exhibition guests.The office secretary with a sweet voice told him that Yue Zezhang flew to France for inspection last week.Not only that, after the official business is over, he still has a private trip abroad, and it is estimated that he will not return to China until the New Year.

In this way, he unilaterally lost the qualification to contact Yue Zezhang.

Xiao Zhaoshan was in a bad mood for several days because of this, so he couldn't bear it and continued to help Yue Zezhang who was on vacation.So the one who suffered was Xiao Chining——

Ass.

They officially moved out of their original community in late November and moved into their new home.

The new home is not a loft, it is the first time for the two to live on the same plane, the first time to sleep on the same bed every night, and the first time to have sex almost every day.

Therefore, Xiao Chining, who has returned to school, often goes to school with hickeys all over his body.

The new deskmate is a skinny guy with pimples all over his face. He always looks at him with malicious and speculative eyes, as well as the sporadic redness on his neck.

Two days after being face-to-face|raped, he finally threw away the pen impatiently, kicked his table leg, and threw out a sentence: "Have you seen subcutaneous bleeding? Is it good? If you haven't seen enough, do you want me to take it off?" to show you?"

The gossip and gossip in the class instantly changed from him going out to indulge | whoring | prostitution, to his schoolboy girlfriend who lost his beloved because of grief, all day long without tea and food, haggard and emaciated in depression, even malnourished, lack of vitamins , Symptoms of severe subcutaneous hemorrhage appeared.

The originally playful and contemptuous eyes around him were instantly replaced by a sympathetic filter.

The head teacher heard some rumors, but had no time to deal with personal style issues.She called Xiao Chining to have a heart-to-heart talk, and she didn't mean to care about his physical and mental health inside and outside the words, but she was persuading him to take the path of art and sports students throughout the whole process.

That day Xiao Chining came home from school to make dinner, and at the dinner table asked Xiao Zhaoshan his opinion on whether he should take the college entrance examination this year.The latter stopped his chopsticks and suddenly asked him if he would like to go abroad.

When Xiao Chining heard this, his complexion deteriorated rapidly visible to the naked eye.He stared at Xiao Zhaoshan, and said decisively: "I don't want to."

Xiao Zhaoshan guessed the answer in advance, so he didn't continue to insist, and picked up his chopsticks to eat his meal again.But Xiao Chining was still brooding.

"Dad, what do you mean?"

Worry about what you mean.

"Let's just say, eat."

Xiao Zhaoshan couldn't say it.

He just intuited that there was something strange behind Chi Yan's investigation and Yue Zezhang's disappearance.At the same time, this strangeness brought him a great sense of crisis.

Next year is doomed not to be peaceful, and it is doomed to give it a go.And the premise of giving it a go is that there are no worries.

Xiao Chining is his biggest worry.

Twenty years ago, when he called Yue Zezhang "teacher" from the bottom of his heart, he had witnessed Yue Zezhang's bloodless methods.

The victim was his eye in the district procuratorate, a small clerk, but because he secretly accepted thousands of dollars in benefits from others, he was deceived by the "high-yield" futures he instructed his subordinates to deliberately disclose, and his family was ruined.

The 90 at the end of the 60s is not 60. It is a life that can be hanged in the living room at home.

Yue Zezhang asked him what he thought of the clerk's choice to commit suicide, and 21-year-old Xiao Zhaoshan replied, "It's a pity."

"It's strange." Yue Zezhang put the polished jade into the display cabinet, and said while taking out his gloves, "Chinese people seem to have a set of deep-rooted prejudices since ancient times. They think that gentlemen often wear jade, and villains wear gold, but they don't know that jade and dogs wear gold. Look at the master in the same way."

Xiao Zhaoshan put down his teacup and smiled: "I don't play with Kodama, so please tell me the truth, teacher."

Yue Zezhang sat back on the swivel chair behind the table, his eyes still lingering on the jade brave, and sighed: "Zhaoshan, the new jade that I just bought home must recognize the owner. After the two established a relationship, the owner's heart was stagnant, and the jade also dimmed." Without light, the master is vigilant and enlightened, and the jade is transparent and beautiful."

He pulled out a pendant from his collar and showed it to Xiao Zhaoshan: "I have worn this Jade Buddha for seven years. It was originally a good potato-colored Dushan Jade, but in the past two years I have developed small purple cracks , which shows that I am far from being quiet enough."

He stuffed the Jade Buddha back under his collar, and said pointedly: "If a person can't cultivate his own desire, he will be abandoned by desire. Is it a pity? Of course not. It's better than one day this desire swallows up the world , let you and I who are innocent under the sun be implicated."

Xiao Zhaoshan thought about it for a long time before he understood the reason why this little clerk had to die.

A few thousand yuan is insignificant to Yue Zezhang, and the desire beyond his limit is what makes him intolerable.

"Being cautious can catch a thousand-year-old cicada, and being careful can sail a ten-thousand-year boat." Yue Zezhang showed his side of "being a teacher" in a timely manner, "Zhaoshan, remember that people should not only look forward, but also look inward. No matter what The first thing we see is always the appearance, not the final truth, let alone the essence. What we need to judge them is not patience, but a watertight determination. Either let everyone be blinded by the appearance, or let the truth completely disappear from the world. disappear."

Xiao Zhaoshan did exactly what he said, he remembered these words for a long time.

Now he also has a simple desire for life. If Yue Zezhang thinks that this desire will hinder his desire, he will definitely be like the clerk who murdered him who had no intention of betraying him. He could no longer speak.

In Xiao Zhaoshan's impression, after the clerk hanged himself, the newspaper generously allocated an entire page to him and his death.He has never read the content carefully, but the public opinion around him is enough for him to know the purpose of Yue Zezhang's move.

Almost everyone scolded that person one-sidedly that he deserved to die.

It is death and reputation, the living will never make it, it is the death of a family that is falling apart.

Xiao Zhaoshan didn't want to be like this.But he didn't know how to tell Xiao Chining.

After finishing dinner with their own concerns, Xiao Chining suddenly proposed to go to a supermarket near the community together to buy vegetables for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

He sat on the sofa and put out his cigarette, and asked, "Don't you need to study at night in the third year of high school?"

Xiao Chining wiped the water off his hands on him, and gave him a blank look: "I'm spoiled by you, I don't want to go."

"I don't want to go shopping either." Xiao Zhaoshan said.

Xiao Chining stared at him: "No, you want to."

Xiao Zhaoshan knew that it would be a waste of time to talk to him quickly, so he got up from the sofa: "Okay, I think. Wait until I go up and change my clothes."

Xiao Chining gave him a kiss: "Well, I feel better."

The shopping mall is not far from home, Xiao Zhaoshan didn't drive, and Xiao Chining didn't skateboard, the two walked there slowly.

On the way, Xiao Chining kept talking. After evaluating Xiao Zhaoshan's new work that had just been auctioned off, he asked him who the buyer was: "230 million, who is taking advantage of it?"

Xiao Zhaoshan thought to himself, it was himself.

"A regular customer," he said at last.

"Then he has been in love with you for a long time. He hasn't forgotten you for so many years. He will come to cheer you up as soon as you come back."

Xiao Zhaoshan looked at the little man on the red light across the street, put one hand in his pocket and said, "Yes, after all these years, he hasn't forgotten me."

Xiao Chining turned to look at him, his eyes filled with interest: "Could it be your former love, Dad?"

Xiao Zhaoshan glanced at him with disdain.

"It's okay, I don't care." Xiao Chining asked himself and answered, "Anyway, you will still spend the money he gave you, I am the happiest."

Xiao Zhaoshan ruthlessly punctured his fantasy: "If I said that not only did I not earn him a penny, but I had to spend my time and energy on my own, wouldn't you be happier?"

Xiao Chining didn't understand; "What do you mean?"

Xiao Zhaoshan suddenly felt very boring.

When the green light came on, he took his hand out of his trouser pocket, took Xiao Chining's hand and walked onto the zebra crossing: "When you grow up, you will understand that it is not so easy to be a profiteer."

Xiao Chining thought that what he meant was to hire a babysitter to create a topic, but he never expected that there would be other twists and turns.After all, on the day he published his work, the popularity of Weibo almost overwhelmed the new TV series made by the first-line traffic niche.

He just found that Xiao Zhaoshan was cute when he admitted that he was a profiteer.

"Dad, Dad, Dad," he stretched his neck, whispering in Xiao Zhaoshan's ear one after another, "When can I have that watch in Chi Yan's hand?"

Xiao Zhaoshan's face remained unchanged, and the old saying was still the same: "You are dreaming."

Here, the two are shopping side by side in the supermarket, while Yue Zezhang, who has a six-hour jet lag, is making Kung Fu tea in a French hotel.

The assistant who accompanied him to meet Xiao Zhaoshan at the Japanese grocery store was standing by the desk, holding a notebook and lowering his eyebrows to report to him the various discussions of the domestic board of directors and the recent movements of hundreds of secret agencies.

"Fangshan Special Approval Area has started construction. No. 17 received 500 million yesterday, No. 35 received 170 million yesterday, and No. 81 received 360 million. Everything is normal, and there is no abnormal fluctuation in the supply of funds."

Yue Zezhang filled the two small cups on the table with hot tea, invited him to sit down and drank, and said: "Everything is normal, which means that there is always something abnormal, but we haven't noticed it yet. When we really notice it, it will be too late." .”

The assistant sat cross-legged across from him in great panic, put down his notebook and respectfully took the teacup with both hands: "Mr. Yue, the people we have arranged in the secret post have not reported any irregular movements."

"Numbers are the best way to deceive an old man like me. I am happy to hear that there is a lot of water in it. Is it rare to give him 1000 million and return me 600 million?" Yue Zezhang lowered his eyes and blew away the curling mist, and asked, "NO .17 who came, 500 million is a lot."

The assistant replied: "It's the young painter, Xiao Zhaoshan. The 500 million includes the income from the auction of new works, the income from exhibitions, and the income from consignment sales of other painters' works in galleries."

"It turned out to be my Zhaoshan. I almost forgot his number. I chose his number from my birthday." Yue Zezhang sipped tea and smiled kindly, "He is good at everything, never Waste of my hard-earned money, too. Only downside is being too kind."

"Young people bother to help me with things, and I, an elder, can't help but show something." He put down his teacup, wiped his palms with a hot towel, and said flatly, "Didn't Chi Yan encounter an inspection not long ago? You asked someone to go to the tax Let's go to the bureau and help her settle this matter, don't let my Zhaoshan worry so much that she won't have a good night's sleep."

The assistant said from memory: "Mr. Yue, the inspection just ended this Monday, and Chi Yan has already dealt with it himself. And—" he kindly reminded, "According to the people over there, Chi Yan was looking for a civil lawyer some time ago. Getting ready to divorce Xiao Zhaoshan."

Yue Zezhang raised his gray eyebrows, and his tone suddenly became severe: "Is this what you said 'no unconventional movements'?"

The assistant hesitated to speak: "I thought it was their family business and it was nothing to worry about, so..."

Yue Zezhang was silent with a gloomy face.After a long while, he raised his chin towards the cup of tea that he hadn't touched: "Xiao Li, why don't you drink it?"

Assistant Li hurriedly took a sip of his cup to express his loyalty: "Mr. Yue, I'm the one who asked you to do it. I'll let them follow up carefully."

Yue Zezhang threw the towel into the rattan basket, got up from the desk and went to the French window.

Outside the window was the rainy Paris, he looked at the tiny, colorful umbrellas, and instructed in a deep voice: "Go and find out, who is the one who reported Chi Yan, why did she want to divorce Xiao Zhaoshan without saying a word. Also, the most important point is how they want to divide their property, and how much investment under Xiao Zhaoshan's name has been transferred to Chi Yan's name. Make the secret whistle near NO.17 tense up, and wait until you find out their motives one by one. It’s not too late for the next step.”

"Understood." Assistant Li nodded.

Yue Zezhang stared at the window for a while with his hands behind his back, finally closed his eyes, and sighed involuntarily: "Hey, my Zhaoshan doesn't seem to be as kind as I imagined."