Religious

This is Yu Cheng's family.

Much different than imagined...

The president actually lived in such an ordinary place.

Yu Cheng cut off her still running wild thoughts, "Here are the slippers, please use them."

"Ah...thank you."

"Sorry, we don't have a living room at home. Can I go to my room?" It was clearly a question, but it was a statement.

Ming didn't feel displeased with the almost commanding tone, it should be said that he got used to it... "Okay."

No - go to the president's room! ?

The hand hanging by her side clenched into a fist involuntarily, why was she so nervous.

The distance from the entrance to the room is not far, and the conversation room is already in front of the door.

With the sound of 'Kala', the landscape inside the door was brought into sight at the same time, and the emotions that could not be described in words were left behind.

Surprised.

Nothing like a girls' room.

Apart from basic furniture, there is only a cabinet to display trophies and medals.

All white wallpaper.

Plain sheets and comforters.

There isn't a single item that can be called cute.

wrong……

Why should you be surprised?

Come to think of it, I've never seen hair clips worn, or cute items used.

Even the school uniform skirt she is wearing at the moment has not been shortened.

It was because I regarded her as a 'girl' that I had that stereotype.

"I made you laugh, because our family rarely has guests, and we didn't even buy a reception table, so we can only invite you to sit on the bed."

He said the words of apology, but he did not lower his posture.

Be courteous and not pretentious.

"It's ok."

"Would you like tea or a drink?"

"Tea is fine, thank you."

"Okay, I'll be back later."

The sound of closing the door came to his ears, and Ming began to think about the reason why Yu Chengzuo came to find her.

And that's the only thing...

'I can help you find out. '

The girl's words that day seemed to ring in her ears, rippling water ripples on the lake of her heart.

Ming lightly closed her eyes, clenched her slender fingers into fists, and her knuckles were so hard that they turned white, showing her nervousness and...excitement.

Finally, can you be freed?

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"I'll just tell you the reason why I asked you to come here today." Yu Cheng reflected the girl's nervous expression with his moist and moist pupils, paused for a few seconds, as if to give her time to prepare mentally, and then said, "I'm here help you find the answer."

They didn't say it clearly, they were tacit to each other, and they all knew what they were referring to.

But why help her find the answer instead of telling her the answer directly?

The girl's thoughts were hidden under those black eyes, and the clear voice stated, "I knew how to solve it from the beginning. I can guide you, but only you can find the answer."

The jade-like eyes seem to see through everything.

The temperament is dusty and indifferent, like a god.

Being easily seen through, one should feel fear, and moreover, one should also feel a little uncomfortable.

But why... there is an unprecedented sense of steadfastness?

Confusion appeared on the elegant and beautiful face, "What... mean?"

"Let me tell you first, I don't want to get sympathy or be understood. I will tell this story just as a reference for you."

The second time I saw the emotional change from that face.

A little disgust, but it was especially obvious when it appeared on his usually expressionless face.

Before Ming could recover from the surprise, he was awakened by the low-temperature voice, "I used to..."

Also a daughter of a thousand gold.

From the father's surname, but before remembering, the two parties had already divorced.

Because the mother could not afford the financial pressure of the two, she lived in the house of her grandparents.

Unable to accept the mother's divorce, the grandparents who want to save face regard the two as garbage.

But it is extremely contradictory and wants to control everything about us.

Especially for me as a child.

Maybe it was because I didn't know how to resist at that time, so I could be trampled on at will... Well, the reason is not important anyway.

In the past, I was too kind. I used to work hard to communicate, and then I was insulted again and again. This situation lasted for three years.

Communication is for both parties. If they don't have the will, there is no point in continuing, so I gave up completely.

But ignoring this behavior is unilateral on my part, and it doesn't mean they won't take the initiative to provoke me.

One day, I couldn't bear it, and I had the idea of ​​suicide.

Before the knife was about to pierce the artery, a sentence flashed in my mind - suicide is a sin, and you will go to hell.

Then I thought, obviously they were the ones who pushed me to this point, but they were the ones who were pityed by others in the end.

Not only will you go to hell, but you will also be accused of sending a gray-haired person to a black-haired person.

For a moment, only unbalanced emotions remained in my mind, and I stopped.

Maybe it was after a life-and-death situation that I became very calm and thought a lot.

——Without expectation, there will be no disappointment.

"...So, I cut off the connection with the outside world." I noticed that Ming's body trembled, and the gaze that was originally looking at a certain point without focus moved to her face, "Just like now, I'know 'You're unbelievable, but I don't 'feel' it."

"No... I don't understand at all."

"It's the same as you know that sugar is sweet, but you haven't actually tasted it." Yucheng Minato once again threw a shocking bomb, "People naturally need the love and approval of others, I abandoned this instinct; and for the sake of Avoiding other people's emotions, I don't care about anyone—that's how I do it."

comfort.

Go on.

Change the subject.

She can't do any of them.

Mingzheng was struggling to respond, but fortunately Yucheng continued, "Later, mother couldn't take it anymore. Fortunately, I had some money on hand, enough to move out. We have no contact with grandpa and grandma. It's getting late, Mingsang will stay tonight .”

Knowing that if she refuses, the president will send her home, "Trouble president."

"Then I will tidy up a room for you later. You can do whatever you want. I'll prepare dinner first."

"Well, thank you."

Yu Chengchou was already in front of the door, as if thinking of something, his jade hand that was unscrewing the handle stopped, and asked casually, "Does Mingsang understand the purpose of my telling this story?"

"...Well, I understand. But I need time to digest."

"Yes, you can ask me if you have any questions."

The sound of closing the door shook the eardrums.

The tense nerves were instantly relaxed, and the slender body fell down and sank into the bed that could not be called soft.

The mind is in a mess, the thoughts are chaotic.

Trapped in the 'cage', the president chooses to give up his senses.

Then what should she do?