the past

Finally went to Qiao Rulai's house.He was very drunk that day, and Canglang didn't take a good look at Qiao Rulai's house.It is clean and tidy, but unlike his home, Qiao Rulai's home is obviously much warmer.Qiao Rulai pushed him into the bathroom, gave him new toiletries, and told him what the bottles and jars on the washstand were for.Finally, he thought of something and gave Canglang a new set of shirts.

"My manager bought this for me some time ago. I washed it myself. But my clothes are a little too big, so it should be just right for you." Canglang looked at him with too enthusiastic eyes, which made him a little uncomfortable , explained a little bit.

Canglang nodded and looked down at Qiao Rulai.

"I'm outside, call me if you need something." He took a few steps back, exited the door, and closed the door with a smile.

Everything is novel.His smell is everywhere, a faint freshness.

Qiao Rulai stood by the window alone.It's different now than before, I don't know what's different.Maybe the mood is slowly changing?Emotions are really powerful things.Yinyan said that he felt that he had changed a lot during this time.In the past, I always did something in silence by myself. It was obviously right, but I just didn't explain it.I want to do everything by myself.Make him feel useless.Even I have never been trusted.But now it is different.

"My eldest brother will explain the reason to me. I feel very happy."

He was surprised that his younger brother would say this, and he didn't know what he had changed. When he looked at Yinyan, he could see that he was smiling, smiling at himself.How long has it been since the relationship between them eased like this?He always felt that they didn't need to know all the things, as long as they could bear all the things by themselves.It doesn't matter if they are misunderstood, they are relatives, relatives with the same blood, and they are constantly tied between them.After a long time, everything can be healed, and he can pretend that he doesn't care and doesn't feel bad.But I don't want to involve them either.

But changed.After that day.Inexplicably, at the beginning, it will explain, illustrate, and even have some meaning of persuasion.Talk about your own difficulties, what is wrong, what is the safest way, and your concern for the other party.

It was because after that day, he began to feel that his thinking was wrong all the time, maybe he was too much, feelings, whether it was family affection or love, or more, it was originally a matter of two people, or even more people, together.So what if he is thoughtful alone, is this what the other party wants? He can only say that he knows the harm to the other party, but he is not clear in his heart that such sorting out, thinking independently in his own scope, hurts others how deep.

This time Canglang's father had an accident, his first thought was about the other party's current situation, and the second thought was inevitably his own relatives.Finally, his father came back, Xiao Kong, and his second brother also returned safely.In their family, except for him, the others are policemen, special policemen, and criminal policemen.He knew how dangerous it was. He was the eldest brother, and he had to take care of everyone in the family.He also joined, but when he finally applied for a major, his father changed his major privately.He didn't understand why it was him, and there were two younger brothers in the same batch, why he was the only exception.Can't figure it out, always can't figure it out.after.It was as if he had lost contact with this family, and he knew it was for his own safety.

Later, when he studied as a graduate student under Mo Cangli, he knew that his master and his father knew each other, and they had known each other for a long time.Master Mo asked him to always use thinking instead of asking questions, so gradually he has achieved very high attainments and achievements.He asked that question on the first day when he knew his master and his father knew each other, but the other party didn't answer, nor did he say such common words as replacing questions with thinking, but asked him to do it slowly according to what he taught, and he would always knew.Until he went to the United States to participate in an opera and gained a high reputation.All of a sudden, a certain network and foundation were laid in that circle.Mo Cangli told him that for some people, it is difficult for them to reach this position in their entire lives.

That's when he understood.Guo Huiyi died young.If you see too clearly, you are always more courageous than others, a kind of self-confidence that others rarely have.Not suitable for that position.Maybe he can do well, but which master can teach him to that level.The danger is too great.

Now that he has achieved something, it doesn't matter if his wealth is taken away.Everyone knows who died, and the public security organs have to investigate under various pressures, or is it just a small policeman who may not be able to reach the top level, who is too smart and is directly regarded as a thorn in the flesh, and he does not hesitate to eradicate him. Law, there is no pressure for the entire system to investigate.The former and the latter, there are more, one is indirect, one is direct.When the first one is not only indirect, but also the other party's risk is too high, it is the safest time for him.He's no one's target, and doesn't have to be anyone's target.

It was confusing, but he did understand.With him around, he was able to stop the unwise actions of the two younger brothers, which relieved a lot of pressure on his father.

"Hey..." I didn't feel like sighing.It's hard to live, but we have to go on for the sake of everything.No matter how much loneliness you have, you can only bear it yourself.Fortunately, there are so many people around him.

He looked up at the sky, which was pitch black with faint star shadows.I also hope that Canglang's father is safe and sound.Like your loved ones, after a while of worrying, there is always a good result.

He lowered his head and smiled slightly.The moment she drew the curtains, she was hugged around her waist.The man's face was buried in his hair, and he could hear heavy breathing.

Turning his head, he is not very good at comforting people, and he can understand the pain in his heart, and no matter what others say, it will not weaken it.

"It'll be fine. And I..."