Difficult office romance

Cen Jing didn't arrange work in the afternoon, but gave himself a rare relaxation, and returned home to lie on the sofa in the living room to read a book and flip through the news.

To get this verdict today, whether it is myself, He Duo, or the defendant and his family members, they are all mentally prepared.

The first trial had exhausted all it could, and it was not unusual for the second trial to uphold the judgment of the first trial on the premise that no new facts were found.

Criminal cases will inevitably involve life and death. Although psychological preparations have been made since receiving the case, two to three years of handling the case is enough to make all these psychological preparations fall apart.

Death row inmates are all heinous, but at the same time they are company employees, unit leaders, wives who have been depressed for many years, young expectant fathers, and ordinary people.Defense lawyers are not gods, and it is God's business to judge whether human nature is good or bad. Lawyers can only ensure that the basic rights of those who have made mistakes are respected, and try their best to "seek understanding" for them.

So this group of people, under the pressure of huge public opinion, huge case pressure, and huge psychological pressure, fought with their backs, eager to return to heaven.

I tried my best.

Cen Jing comforted himself like this.

But I still felt a sense of loss for no reason.

It is obviously not the first time that he has undertaken a death penalty case, and he has heard the advice of countless seniors, but it is still difficult to accept such a result, and he still wants to escape from reality.

Man, it's still too fragile.

Feeling a little thirsty, Cen Jing reached out to grab the water glass on the coffee table, but found that there was no water in the glass, so he had to stand up, not even bothering to wear slippers, and walked slowly to the restaurant to fetch water.

In the meantime, the text message notification sounded, and I couldn't help being funny. I had been lying on the sofa for so long without making a sound, and this happened as soon as I left.On the way back to the sofa from the restaurant with a glass of water, lawyer Cen, a workaholic, also began to expect that it wasn’t work information, but who would it be if it wasn’t work information?parents?Lu Qingyu?old classmate? ...or Ke Ran.

No, it was the defendant's mother.

"Lawyer Cen, thank you for your efforts for Lu Hou, thank you for the days you have been with us in the past two years, please don't blame yourself."

The text message was not long, just a few words, but it was enough to break Cen Jing's hard-working rationality.

Sitting slumped on the sofa, the icebergs in this colleague's mouth finally turned red. He took off his glasses, and kept pressing the corners of his eyes with his left index finger and thumb, trying to cover up the fact that he couldn't hold back his tears.

The figure of the defendant's mother came to mind again. When they met for the first time, she was wearing a decent dress and a knitted sweater. Her brown hair was specially fixed with hairspray. She wore a set of pearl necklace and earrings with gold rims, which was very beautiful. He carried a handkerchief with him, and took out the handkerchief to dry his tears, for fear of being inappropriate.

"That kid is trying to stand out for his friends, Lawyer Cen, he doesn't want to kill people." Cen Jing still remembered what the old lady said while wiping away tears.

She was supposed to be an old lady with a happy and well-maintained family. During the two years of going back and forth, her hair was no longer fixed with hairspray, but simply tied into a low ponytail with a black rubber band. The brown and white are getting more and more eye-catching. The color of the clothes became darker and darker, and she never saw the set of pearl jewelry she wore.

Disappeared in the crowd, but also looks a little rickety.

More than two years of struggle exhausted all her energy. Her son had an argument with others after dinner, and drove his car into the crowd regardless of dissuasion. In the end, one person was killed, one was slightly injured, and many others were injured. She thought she would be sentenced to a traffic accident crime , hurriedly found a lawyer, trying to find a way to save his son from suffering in prison for a few years.However, no matter whether it is the videos of restaurants and intersections or the designation of witnesses from all parties, the behavior of his son Lu Hou has obvious criminal intentions subjectively, and has caused objective casualties. Turn intentional crimes into negligent crimes.

In the end, the middle-aged man was sentenced to death for the crime of endangering public safety with dangerous methods.

The old lady who was supposed to take care of her life became the mother of a condemned prisoner.

The defense stated that Lu Hou's crime was not fatal, but if he died innocently, who would comfort the inexplicably injured passers-by?

No one can give a perfect answer.

Cen Jing wanted to rest, and didn't even want to take on death penalty cases.

But the lawyer seems to be a freelancer. The knock-on effect of refusing a case is not as simple as losing a case source. It is out of work and life, and he cannot refuse at will.

The notification sound of the mobile phone rang again, forcing Cen Jing to jump out of his own thoughts. Only then did he realize that it was not a text message notification sound, but a call.

The caller ID displayed impressively: Ke Ran.

"Ke Ran?" Cen Jing's voice was a little hoarse.

"Cen Lu, are you... okay?" Ke Ran clearly heard something wrong in Cen Jing's voice.

"It's nothing, I talk too much, and my throat feels a little uncomfortable."

"...Well, have you eaten yet?"

Cen Jing raised his hand and looked at his watch, only to realize that it was already 06:30. He had already been depressed at home all afternoon, and the rest time passed much faster than that at work.Thinking of this, Cen Jing felt a little relieved, "Not yet, I'll eat it later."

"What a coincidence, I didn't eat either. I heard you are resting at home in the afternoon?"

Cen Jing thought to himself, what a coincidence, most of the lawyers hadn't eaten at this time, but they didn't expose Ke Ran verbally: "Well, they are still at home now."

"Then Cen Lu, do you want to eat beef brisket with tomato?" The voice was a little excited.

It has to be said that Ke Ran's voice was very contagious, and when it reached Cen Jing's ears, most of his depression was driven away.

"Eat, are you asking for dinner?" Cen Jing asked directly.

"A date, Cen Lu?" Ke Ran was unambiguous.

"it is good."

This person can improve his mood, Cen Jing is very clear, his body is so tired, so let his heart relax.Regardless of his consequences, Ke Ran is sincere, and he has no intention of deceiving him, does he?

"Then open the door." Ke Ran's smile could be heard through the phone.

"What?" Cen Jing was puzzled.

"I'm right at your door!" The voice on the phone rang together with the knock on the door.

Cen Jing was stunned for a second, and hurried over to open the door. Ke Ran was holding a phone and a full takeaway bag, looking at him with a smile on his doorstep.

It wasn't until the person on the opposite side shook the plastic bag in his hand that Cen Jing came back to his senses. He took the plastic bag and put it in the entrance. He found guest slippers to change for Ke Ran, but found that he was barefoot. He was a little embarrassed .

Ke Ran followed Cen Jing's gaze and noticed this, "It seems that the floor of Cen Lu's house is very clean, and I don't need to wear slippers."

"No, I forgot when I came to open the door just now." Cen Jing immediately explained.

Cen Jing asked Ke Ran to sit casually, but he didn't expect this person to put on his slippers and lift the takeaway bag from the entrance to the dining table without stopping.

"For two?" Cen Jing asked casually while going to the sofa to put on slippers.

"Of course, Cen Lu, can you bring out a few bowls and chopsticks from your house? I bought four dishes and two servings of rice, which should be enough for the two of us." Ke Ran arranged for Cen Jing to do things with his mouth, and only found out when he said it. People are not Yuan Yuan who hangs out with him all year round, but Cen Jing has obediently gone to the kitchen to take out the tableware and help Ke Ran clean up the meals.

In just a few minutes, the packaged tomato beef brisket, winter melon balls, green pepper shredded pork, and golden sand corn were placed on the gold-rimmed tableware of Cen Jing's house, looking decent.Ke Ran was very satisfied with his menu arrangement, and nodded appreciatively.

Seeing this man's subconscious behavior, Cen Jing wanted to laugh, "Eat?"

"Hmm...Okay." Ke Ran then remembered to be cautious.

They don't talk about food and sleep, and the two of them usually eat work meals together and resolve it quickly. Even if they don't talk much, it doesn't seem deliberate. However, if they don't chat at this moment, the atmosphere is really a bit awkward.

Cen Jing: "It tastes good."

Ke Ran: "Um..."

Cen Jing: "Which one bought it?"

Ke Ran: "It's just downstairs from our office, the one you've eaten at, Cen Lu, many times."

Cen Jing: ...I can't talk, really.

Fortunately, Ke Ran seemed to understand Cen Jing's intentions, and jokingly added: "Cen Lu, you see that you are still a lawyer, and your tongue is not professional at all, haha."

Ke Ran: What the hell was I farting just now?

Cen Jing: It's not funny at all.

Knowing that this person was nervous and said nothing, Cen Jing didn't take it to heart, put a ball into the bowl, and didn't rush to eat it. He looked up at Ke Ran who was carefully picking corn one by one, and asked: "Why did you come to my house today?"

The corn on the tip of Ke Ran's chopsticks fell onto the clean dining table because of this sentence, and he got up quickly, wanting to pick up the corn with a paper towel and clean up the small piece of oily meal.Seeing his movements, Cen Jing also stood up, lightly pressed Ke Ran's shoulder, and motioned him to sit down and come by himself.

So when Cen Jing cleaned up the small stains on the dining table, he saw that the person opposite was still in a daze, and had no intention of answering himself, so he had to remind him in one syllable: "Huh?"

It was only then that Ke Ran wanted to come back to his senses, and he stumbled and said, "It's just... I bought too many vegetables."

This is not the first time that Cen Jing looked at himself with caring and foolish eyes, but for a while he really wanted to give up other excuses, directly saying that he wanted to comfort you seemed more stupid than buying too much food.

Fortunately, Cen Jing seemed to have expected that he would find a lame excuse. Apart from a momentary change in his eyes, there was no more reaction. After a moment of silence, he said, "Do you know the verdict?"

"Oh, I see."

Cen Lu is really an understanding person... The Chinese nation, it's better to be more tactful...

"Want to comfort me?"

"..."

I take back what I just thought!

Seeing the choked expression on Ke Ran's face, Cen Jing smiled, and signaled the person opposite with his eyes not to be nervous, and said in a relaxed tone: "This is not the first time I have faced this situation, kid."

"But there is no contradiction between the experience of dealing with sadness and the need for comfort." Ke Ran's voice was small, as if he felt that he was raising an argument.

"I look like I need comfort?" Cen Jing raised his tone, with obvious surprise.

"...Like." Ke Ran turned down the volume again, but still controlled it within the range that the other party could hear clearly.

Cen Jing: ...

"When I first came here, your eyes were red." Staring at the rice bowl, Ke Ran added.

Cen Jing: ...Is this person sent by God to punish me? !