Did Mr. Kim tell the truth today?

"Like it?"

Before Jiang Min could react, he asked.It turned out that he invited Doudou and the cat she saved, hoping to make her happy.Jin Zeyu walked over and took the cat out of the cage.Apparently, they've gotten along really well.

"What's the name for it? It's so pink and tender, can it be called Maomao? It matches Doudou."

Jiang Min bit her lip, and shyly dared not take a step, because she felt that this thoughtfulness did not belong to him, nor to her. "You have a heart..." Finally thanked her, she was very grateful.

"As long as you like, I can bring it to you."

Yes, before she knew it, he did work hard, always giving her such a good feeling.But she always felt something was wrong.In the bathroom, Jiang Min lifted up her clothes to see if there was a scar on her stomach.When she was pregnant, she was particularly worried about leaving a scar, even if there was a trace of it.Fortunately, it was as quiet as if no one had been there.She should be happy, but she isn't.

I heard people say that even if abortion is not painful, it will inevitably have psychological shadows.She waved her hand to give herself some time.She looked into the mirror: "Don't forget what you are here for."

After eating, she sat on the sofa and ate fruit, because it was best to rest and recuperate recently, and try not to make herself tired.

Maomao just came home, and he was still a little uncomfortable. Jiang Min gave it the fur ball to play with, and tried to put him on the sofa.While Jin Zeyu is doing housework in the back, the dishwasher and the sweeping robot are both in operation.Sniff carefully, the nose is filled with the smell of fireworks.

"Can Doudou sit on the sofa?" She asked, just wanting to feel at ease.But if he doesn't allow it, he won't force it.

"Is it clean?"

"Maybe."

"Then we can let him sleep in the middle of the bed."

Jin Zeyu is in a good mood today, sit down and watch a movie with her, and laugh out loud when it suits her.But Jiang Min was nervous because of his relaxation.But luckily, that movie is funny enough.

"Hahaha, look at this idiot villain, he doesn't have the aura of the protagonist, so no matter how hard he tries, he won't be able to change it!" Jiang Min said what was in his heart, not caring if anyone responded.Jin Zeyu wanted to continue laughing, but no matter how hard he tried, he was still stiff with a superficial smile.

Was that intentional by the writers?Because he is not favored, the whole world is blocking him, so he is a useless person, so he is ridiculed by Jiang Min.

Jin Zeyu couldn't laugh, there was nothing funny about it.He no longer pushes himself, he is a little tired from acting, and he really regards himself as the real "Jin Zeyu".

When he was young, his mother often told him stories, including how dark it was outside.He accepted it with a smile, because he didn't want his mother to be disappointed, that's all he could do.

Mother didn't appreciate him, she always had a weird smile on her face.She grabbed Jin Zeyu's arm and called him a bastard like his father.

Jin Zeyu turned his head and looked aside, that beautiful girl who worked so hard to get, is full of vitality, isn't it great?

"I'm going to answer the phone." He said apologetically, picked up the phone and closed the innermost door.

"Mr. Jin, Mr. Meng Fan, the painter you have been letting me see, will arrive here for an exhibition in these two days."

"Well. How is the arrangement?"

"I've already arranged it. I can't make sure it's perfect, but it's more than enough compared to other homes."

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work."

"President Jin, you are being polite. Also, some old people from the Jin family have conflicts with some from the Li family."

"Because of what?" He frowned, really enduring.

"It is said that it is because of some personal matters, and I am inconvenient to ask."

"Don't ask questions? Should I ask myself? Say."

　 "Yes, your uncle, the director of the planning department, clashed with the people above on a poster and made things difficult for each other. It seems that your mother was mentioned."

　 "continue."

　 "Li Dongqi thinks that if it is used as corporate culture, it is a humiliation to your mother. But the Jin family doesn't think so."

　 "Is it because of my mother that Li Dongqi can join the company?"

　 "Do not……"

　 "Then do business as usual, there is no need to ask me!"

　 "Yes."

It was a matter of business, and that still touched his heart.Uncle is the only one who remembers mother.

Waking up from a dream in the middle of the night, he came to the mirror in front of the mirror with his slippers on, facing his embarrassed self, he really wanted to smash this disturbing head.

12秒……12秒……12秒……12秒、12秒、12秒！

The more he read the life-saving number, the more upset he became. He couldn't wait for 12 seconds, so he punched the mirror, where his head was bloody and broken.He went back to the bed again, staring at the sleeping person on the bed in a daze, he didn't like her at all, why did he endure it?Have you reached your limit?He raised his hand...

He opened the email he wrote before and sent it to his future self:

"It's very similar to when I was in junior high school. I sat in the middle. Every time I was afraid that the teacher would call my name, I shrank on the table. But that teacher, a newcomer, refused to let me go and called me up... …It’s really like that eye that can’t be rubbed off no matter how much you rub it, it’s very similar to my life. It’s very special. I hate it. If I could, I would poke it in with an arrow and end this disgusting existence.

One knife, one knife, one knife, it hurts, but it is very refreshing.Lots of stabs, but it still heals, and after it heals it opens and looks at me, making me nauseous.

I picked up another needle and sewed on it. There was no anesthesia or any other preparations. I just wanted him to die.As long as he leaves me.

I started to prick it again, the confusion in my mind lessened little by little, and the pain woke me up.

In the end, I drew two slashes on it, like a seal, to keep it in permanently.

……

I have wondered more than once, what exactly is that thing?It exists in my mind for a long time, and I can even dream about it many years later.

That eye smiled slightly: It's too late, I've already formed.When you lower your head and your spine is tense, it is buried at that time.You dare to kill only me, but you dare not kill the person who made me.That's all you can do.

Yes, that's all I can do.You're so disgusting, growing on me and I can't do anything about it.

I hope, you hit me hard, huh..."

"I can't beat you, isn't there someone next to you?"

And with that, the eye disappeared, leaving behind a revelation that lingered for a long time.

At that time, he was forcibly dragged back to Jin's house.Being with my mother is poor, but it's better than being in control.

His father sent him to school, and told the teacher to take good care of him, right in front of his face.The teachers liked to tease him because of his handsomeness, but he didn't like to speak, with a sullen face.They tried every means to get him to speak, not for his own good, but just to see how ridiculous he looked when he had no choice but to speak, especially a son from a rich family, that must be very refreshing.

In his dream, countless pairs of eyes stared at him, even born on him, saying to him: You can't escape.

He asked grandma why.Grandma refused to say that the love she gave him was simple and ignorant, and she simply hoped that he would forget the pain and not hate his parents, because they love themselves the most.

"Go fuck love!"

He needs to numb himself.