When Murong Qingzhen was studying at Princeton, he said something when he was talking about life with his roommate: It turns out that there are many kinds of enemies in the world.
There is a kind of enemy that you always want to get rid of quickly, because the dead will no longer be your enemy. For him, this rule applies to dealing with some inferior opponents and eradicating them by their roots. Such people are not worthy of respect and mercy.
There is a kind of enemy that you hate, so you try every means to torture him and make him suffer and despair, but you just don't want his life. Because death can settle all grudges, and you don't want to let everything end so easily.
For him, this rule applies to Bai Yanbing. In these days, although he was thinking about how to put him to death all the time, in fact, he was thinking about all kinds of things in his heart.
How to make his life worse than death in such a way.
There is another kind of enemy. You actually just want to defeat him. You don't hate him, but you may respect him, or even admire him. You may love him more than your own life. His existence is just a dream of yours. Defeat him.
It’s just an explanation of one’s life ambitions.
For his father, it is undoubtedly the third situation. In Murong Qingzhen's view, defeating his father is like a goal and a meaning of his existence. This goal has always been firmly in front of his life path.
Life seems to be to catch up with his footsteps, or even surpass him.
In fact, many times, he is very clear about his feelings. He doesn't have much hatred for his father, and sometimes he even has a touch of admiration and love.
Maybe this is why blood is thicker than water.
You can never truly despise the person who created you, no matter how many things he has that you cannot accept, no matter how many actions he has made that make you despair.
Now, the opponent he most wanted to defeat in his life was sitting opposite him, with his usual indifference and condensation, and no change in emotion could be seen on his face. After Murong Qingzhen's violent emotions were vented at that moment, he quickly recovered.
Lost the peace and gentleness of the past.
He rang the bell to summon his secretary to send someone in to clean up the mess. Soon, the broken fish tank was carried out by several security guards.
The water stains on the off-white carpet were quickly absorbed, and everything returned to its original state, as if he had never made such a gaffe.
His face even showed the same gentle expression as before, and when he sat down opposite his father, he still had a smile as simple and bright as a child's.
Neither of them spoke, they were in a stalemate.
And Murong Qingzhen actually liked this kind of confrontation very much in his heart.
Because that was his childhood dream, and now he finally has the opportunity to sit on an equal footing and look down at his father.
Murong Yuanhong also looked very emotional. He met his son's gaze and sighed softly. "I thought you had really grown up now, but I didn't expect that you would still get angry easily because of a woman. Qing
Zhen, I remember that you once asked your mother to carry a banner to you in person, which read these four sentences: "Love will never last, wisdom will be hurt, a gentleman will be humble, and gentle as jade", and hung it in your study room. Then I left.
When you went to study abroad, you took it with you and never left it."
"Now, is this how you practice your life motto? Deep love will last forever, deep love will last forever... Since you know that you should not be too obsessed with the love of your children in this world, why are you still so stubborn today?"