Volume Five, Chapter Twenty-Six, Breaking with Bingtong
Volume 5 Chapter 26 The Breakup with Bingtong
Therefore, you should also learn to be strong and go on bravely!
Ling Jie's nose was sore. He tried hard to control his tears, but it was still useless. Tears fell down his cheeks like raindrops. Ling Jie asked himself that he was a strong person, but at this moment, Ling Jie
But Jie no longer wanted to endure the grievance, he just wanted to cry happily
In one scene, he let go of his reserve and burst into tears like spring water, "I thought I could see my mom and dad again. I thought I could call 'mom and dad' again. I still wanted to be with my dad."
Hug, buy dad the clothes he likes, treat mom to her favorite ramen..."
His muttering voice became hoarse and low, slow and sad, "It turns out that all this is just my fantasy. I will never have such an opportunity again, never again, never again."
Mengyao threw her body into Ling Jie's arms and hugged them tightly, "You still have a chance. Also, when I was young, I heard someone say that the happiest thing for parents is to see their children grow up.
, stand at a higher place than other children and do things that other children cannot do. Mom and dad will feel your achievements, and they will still be very happy when they know about it..."
Ling Jie was stunned and just smiled stupidly, "I originally thought that I was very strong and could live a fulfilling life without my parents by my side. But it wasn't until today that I realized that I was wrong. Everything was just a cloud.
What I want most in my heart is to live with my parents, and all other fame and fortune are just clouds."
Mengyao didn't speak. She could fully understand Ling Jie's mood at this moment. She listened quietly to Ling Jie telling the sad story in her heart sentence by sentence, until the moon in the sky completely set in the west, and the sky in the east rose a few meters.
Under the dim light, Ling Jie's tears had long dried up, but after a night, he had calmed down, "Thank you, senior sister, I will definitely enter the 13th Bureau of National Security."
After he said these words in a low voice, he turned around and left. Mengyao stood behind him and stared at his back. She felt that his pace today was very slow and heavy, and his tall figure looked a little taller.
There was a sense of desolation, and the whole person carried a heartbreaking sadness.
When he returned to the house, Feng Mang was writing alone on the dining table in the hall with a pen, probably taking notes. During the past few days in Zhongnanhai, Feng Mang bought a notebook and would use it in the living room every morning.
It has become a habit to write something.
Ling Jie just glanced at her when he came in, then turned and walked to his room. Ling Jie suddenly felt very tired at this moment. He just wanted to have a good sleep. Maybe, when he woke up, everything would be over.
.
Just when Ling Jie walked to the door of the room and was about to reach out to open the door, Feng Mang's voice came from behind, "Brother Jiu, Bingtong came to see you just now. I told you that you were not here, but she refused to leave and is now in the yard.
Wait for you."
Feng Mang was still taking notes seriously and said casually. She had never been a talkative person. After simply saying this, she resumed taking notes.
Ling Jie paused and reached out to open the door to the room, "Tell her that I don't want to see her."
Then with a sound of "Peng!", Ling Jie locked the door. Feng Mang frowned, then raised her head and stared at the door of Ling Jie's room. At this moment, she felt that something was not right with Brother Ninth today.
Didn’t Tong even want to meet her? As far as she knew, Bingtong was once Ling Jie’s woman.
In fact, it was true. Bingtong's performance during this period really chilled Ling Jie. First of all, Ling Jie listed her as the biggest suspect in framing him. Furthermore, when he was on the edge of the cliff that day, Bingtong actually doubted himself.
, in front of the country and himself, Bingtong obviously chose the former. It's not that Ling Jie didn't want to see her, it was just that he didn't know what to say when he saw her, and he didn't know how to speak about many things.
Feng Mang knew that Brother Jiu always had his own reasons for doing things and never needed outsiders to ask. She saw Bingtong sitting alone in the cold yard. The fog in the morning was very heavy. Her body was shaking a little. Feng Mang
Finally walked over and said, "Brother Ninth said he doesn't want to see you for the time being. You should go back."
Bingtong bit her lower lip and stopped trying to speak. Finally, her face darkened obviously, "Ling Jie, he's back?"
Feng Mang said, "Well, I just came back. Ninth Brother may be tired. He must have a reason for saying he doesn't want to see me. Don't feel sorry for yourself and wait here."
Because he was facing a woman, and an extremely outstanding woman at that, Feng Mang couldn't help but say a few more words. If it was difficult, she wouldn't be able to do it at all.
Bingtong glanced at the living room, only to find that it was empty and a little deserted, "I have been waiting here until he comes out."
Feng Mang sighed, shook her head and turned back. She had no friendship with Bingtong. Since Bingtong had to wait and she had nothing to do, she returned to the living room and began to take notes seriously again, from time to time.
He tilted his head and thought for a while, then continued to write, seemingly very expert.
In the past six months, this was the most peaceful sleep Ling Jie had. When he woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. He stretched a few times and felt that his whole body was full of strength. After a simple wash, he went to the living room.
I saw that Fengmang was still taking notes.
"Hey, you don't have to be so harsh when writing a love letter. It's been almost a day." Ling Jie sat down opposite Feng Mang, picked up a fork and tapped it lightly on the table.
Feng Mang was awakened and quickly closed the notebook, fearing that Ling Jie would see something, "Breakfast is ready, I'll bring it to you."
Seeing Ling Jie knocking on the table with a fork, Feng Mang naturally knew what it meant. Ling Jie praised her for being a smart woman. Breakfast was relatively simple, a bowl of noodles with a poached egg on top. Ling Jie touched his belly and said,
It was solved in two attempts, and finally I wiped the grease residue from my mouth with paper, "Who made today's breakfast? It tastes much better than the previous few days."
Feng Mang smiled faintly, "Who else could it be but me? This is my third time in the kitchen. I hope Brother Ninth can be in a good mood after eating and let go of those unpleasant things."
Ling Jie was shocked. Could it be that she also noticed that I was in a bad mood when I came back early this morning? Of course Ling Jie would not say that. He nodded and smiled, "If I can have such a good breakfast every day in the future, I will definitely be in a good mood."
It won’t be any worse.”
Seeing him chatting and laughing, Feng Mang said nothing more and went up the stairs, "Bingtong is still waiting for you in the yard. It's been almost a day."
Ling Jie glanced at the door and saw Bingtong's shadow. After thinking again and again, he changed into decent clothes, combed his hair, and quietly came behind Bingtong, trying to keep a calm tone, "Really
Sorry to keep you waiting for so long, please go inside and sit down."
After entering the room, Ling Jie poured her a glass of boiled water. Bingtong didn't have any special preference for drinking. What she drank the most was boiled water. When Ling Jie gave her the boiled water, Bingtong's eyes were filled with bitterness.
, and finally took it, "Thank you."
She found that she couldn't find any other words except to say thank you.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he tried to force out a smile and said, "Are you hungry? I'll make you instant noodles."
Ling Jie was about to stand up to make instant noodles when he was suddenly held by Bingtong's hand, "No, I'm not hungry, thank you."
Ling Jie glanced at her, said nothing, and sat down obediently. Bingtong lowered her head and waited for a long time before looking up at Ling Jie, "Ling Jie, I came to you because I want to ask you a few things.
"
Ling Jie was a little disappointed, "Go ahead, I'll tell you everything I know."
Bingtong said, "Have you done those things?"
Ling Jie suddenly fell into the ice cellar. He really couldn't understand why Bingtong, who had always been good, was clinging to this matter, why his brothers, Mengyao, Mr. Blacksmith, Mr. Ghost Hands, and Feng Mang
...They will agree without hesitation
He believed in himself, but Bingtong just couldn't. He thought she came to him to apologize. If so, as long as her attitude was better, maybe he would forgive her, but the first question he asked was still the same.
The words made Ling Jie heartbroken.
Ling Jie closed his eyes deeply, "Is this answer really that important to you?"
Bingtong nodded firmly, "Yes, I am from Qianlong. If you really did those things, I will never let you go!"
Ling Jie opened his eyes suddenly, his gaze was so fierce that it was terrifying, "In this case, what are you doing to come to me? I have said it many times, even if I do it, what can you do to me? If I don't do it, you can do it.
How am I?"
Bingtong bit her lip, with tears in her eyes, "Lingjie, I will never forget that you are my man. I like you very much, but if..."
"If I did those things, you would never forgive me and you would bring me to justice, right?" Ling Jie became angry.
Bingtong nodded, "Yes. There are no outsiders here. I hope you will tell me the answer. Have you done it?"
Ling Jie was silent. Because he was too angry and had nowhere to vent, his body was shaking a little. The same was true for Bingtong. She almost shouted with tears in her eyes, "Ling Jie, tell me, did you do it?"
Ling Jie said sadly, "Why do you doubt me?"
Bingtong said, "Since you used a light meter to massacre Chu Hai's 500th brother at Dahu Bridge three years ago, you have changed and become stranger to me. In the past few years, you have changed more and more.
, it makes me feel more and more strange. You start to collude with the government, start to play tricks, and become unscrupulous. Things like smuggling arms and drug trafficking are widely spread outside, and I really can't help but doubt it."
Ling Jie found that he had nothing to say. He felt very sad, but he didn't know whether these were caused by himself or Bingtong. He suddenly sneered loudly and stared at Bingtong coldly, "Okay, then I will tell you
, I did it, I did all these things, haha... Are you a pig? Who else in this world besides me can have such great skills, sell dozens of tons of drugs, and smuggle tens of thousands of guns?
Hahaha... besides me, who else can be so capable?"
Ling Jie pointed at Bingtong's head and said coldly, "Use your brain when doing things. Hahaha..."
"Why, why is this all happening? Why are you doing this?" Bingtong cried, crying loudly, crying so sadly that Lingjie's heart was broken. "Your Jiuzhou Group already has hundreds of billions of dollars."
Assets, your Jiuzhou Bank financing has exceeded several trillion, why are you still smuggling and drug trafficking, why..."
Ling Jie laughed loudly, "Have you never heard that human desires can never be satisfied? I like excitement. The more exciting things are, the more I, Ling Jie, like to do them. The more things others dare not do, the more I will do them."
Just do it, you know, that's always been my way of doing things, isn't it?"
Bingtong stared at Ling Jie with tearful eyes, glaring fiercely.
"You will receive retribution, you will definitely receive retribution." She stood up and said harshly, "Ling Jie, you have disappointed me so much, I will never let you go!"