Over the years, his mood has been very contradictory.
There is obviously no evidence to prove that the mother's accident was caused by man, but he told himself that if it weren't for the promise of no credibility made by Jin Peng, an irresponsible man, why would his mother be obsessed with it and leave.
This step makes me die so young?
Even if Jin Peng didn't do anything, he would still be half responsible!
Of course, he also knew that Jin Ting was indeed innocent. No matter what his father or mother did, it was not his business. But as he grew up, he became an excellent and perfect man, and
More and more like his father!
Although his eyebrows and eyes are deeper and more exquisite than Jin Peng, they are indeed carved out in the same shape as his father!
During these years, whenever Zhuang Lingjun saw Jin Ting's appearance, he would always remember that day. Jin Peng hugged his mother tightly in his arms and said to her: "Xiaorou, Xiaorou, don't worry, I will definitely
If you take you out of here, I will take you to a place where there is only happiness and no pain... and your children, I will treat you as my own..."
Whenever he thinks of his mother's face with tears in her eyes and leaning tightly in Jin Peng's arms, he feels a deep hatred filling his heart!
Why? Why is the only mother not alive?
She is so kind and so weak, she just wants to get a stable love, why did she end up like this!
Over the years, he has been observing Jin Ting coldly. He has to admit that he is better than his father back then. Moreover, he is so calm and even cold, and he can't tell that he will be moved by women.
Therefore, it seems that there is no weakness!
In fact, many times, he knew in his heart that Jin Ting treated him as a friend. He was like a lone wolf that was too arrogant. Most people in this world were garbage in his heart and could not get involved in him at all.
The eye of the magic!
And he seemed to be the only object he admired and the only opponent he was afraid of!
He also understood that Jin Ting's smart man was not completely relieved of him from the beginning.
However, after Jin Yun's battle, he began to truly regard himself as a friend. Once, he even got half drunk in front of him and murmured: "Brother Zhuang, do you think I am pitiful?"
"You? Why are you pitiful?" he smiled faintly. "You have everything that everyone in this world envys, and you are so young that even I feel old in front of you."
"But, I think I am a redundant person... In my family, my father doesn't seem to need anyone. He lives in his own world, and his mother only loves my younger brother... Sometimes I think,
Even if I disappear into the air, no one will leave tears of sympathy for me..." That time, his handsome face was slightly drunk, and there seemed to be a small flame of sadness in his pupils, "Brother Zhuang, you
Are you happy when you were a child?”
"Me?" he smiled faintly, "My mother passed away when I was ten years old, and then my father remarried soon. I was not close to my stepmother, just like a stranger."
"Then are you... very close to your mother?"
"I love my mother very much." His smile became gentler, but his heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp arrow. "She is the most beautiful, gentle, virtuous and pure woman in the world!"
"It's so good..." Jin Ting was drunk, holding the wine glass and shook it, and the wine splashed on the back of his hand, as if blood was, "It's so good, you have such a mother...but my mother has always been like a woman.
Madman, so extreme, so terrifying... Brother Zhuang, I envy you so much..."
"What are you talking about!" Zhuang Lingjun stood up suddenly, "Do you know what you are talking about? Even if your mother is crazy, she is still living in this world, and you can still see her! And my mother is already early
It’s just a pile of bones underground! You even said you envy me!! Do you know what you are talking about!!!”
That time, it was the first time he left in front of Jin Ting.
The next day, Jin Ting woke up and stopped mentioning the previous incident. It seemed that it had never happened. But Zhuang Lingjun knew very well that it had indeed happened, and between the two, it seemed like one could not be allowed.
Erased scars.
He suddenly felt that everything he did was futile. Even if he cooperated with Ye Shan and monitored Jin Ting, so what? Jin Ting did not trust Ye Shan 100%, and no matter what he did, his mother would also
I won't live again...
So he went to South America for three years.
When he came back, she was already around Jin Ting.
Everything is like fate, destined by heaven.
When he found out that she was the kind girl who rescued Carl back then, his heart was even more disturbed.
Why? Why does Jin Ting always have everything he can't have?
Where is he inferior to him?
Why can his vicious mother survive, but his gentle and kind mother has long been buried underground?
Why did he easily get her love and trust, and no matter how he did, he could not let her treat herself as even a closer friend!
Why? Why is this?
He once thought he was an extremely calm person.
However, perhaps the so-called extreme calm is a volcano that has not erupted for the time being, that's all!
Many people think it is an extinct volcano, but they are wrong!
Once erupted, it is the lava that can destroy the world!
Perhaps, from the moment he found out that he fell in love with this woman, the seeds of the devil were planted in his heart.
But then what's wrong?
He has endured it for too long, he is also a human being, he is not a god!
Since Jin Ting can take revenge on Hua Ziqian for his hatred of Fahrenheit, why can't he do the same thing?
Why do you bear all the pain and loss alone and bear it alone?
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He slowly walked into another room.
When I opened the door, I saw her sitting quietly in front of the desk beside the bed, with her long hair hanging straight and wearing a pajama with white background and light green stripes, as well as a middle school student.
He spoke and shouted, "First Snow."
"Are you calling me?" The woman turned her head slowly, her eyebrows and eyes were quiet, and her amber pupils were very calm, and suddenly reminded Zhuang Lingjun of her former mother.
That's how she was in the dealer's mansion back then.