Ling Yan is seven years older than Ling Chen, when he was a senior in college, Ling Chen was still in junior high school, and after he graduated and worked for a few years, Ling Chen went to high school.

When he started working, it was a critical period for the company's personnel to be replaced, and the proportion of employees was basically in a state of inadequacy. In order to continue to maintain the foundation of his grandmother and father's hard work, he started from the bottom, studied all the way with an open mind, worked hard, no matter how difficult the conditions and challenges he faced, he upheld a firm and resolute heart, all the way through thorns and thorns, wind and rain, he was like a toddler, little by little, step by step, riveting, from a stunned young man with no experience, and gradually built into a manager who can take charge of himself.

And his hard work, seriousness and dedication have finally won the recognition of the company's elders, shareholders, father, and even grandmother.

However, there was one person who could not approve of him in any way. This person is the early hours of the morning.

In fact, Ling Chen not only couldn't recognize him, but even hated him.

When he was in college, he had a girlfriend named Cheng Jin, who was an unusually gentle and considerate girl. When he was in college, he recognized her and decided to marry her after graduation, so one day he brought the girl home.

At that time, my grandmother and father liked girls very much, but I didn't say anything in the early morning, or, I was so rebellious and rebellious at that time, I didn't bother to say anything at all.

Later, after he graduated, he really married a girl, so she came to his house and began to take care of the family like a hostess.

It's just that Ling Chen is not only unwelcome to her arrival, but also a little disgusted. But I don't know from which day, Ling Chen no longer rejected her, and even one day, he deliberately went to the study to ask him to be kind to Cheng Jin.

He laughed, feeling that his wife's life had finally come to an end.

He didn't know what method she used, or how much effort she put into converting him, but he knew that a woman as smart and wise as his wife would succeed in whatever she did.

It's just that what he doesn't know, he remembers it clearly in the early morning.

He always remembered the girl who was always smiling, the girl who was gentle and attentive, the girl who was lying weakly on the hospital bed, her face pale, but still understanding, comforting him.

When he first saw her, he was still young, he didn't understand what family affection was, let alone what love was, he just felt that she wasn't ugly, and her behavior was not very annoying, but at that time, his world, how could there be so many twists and turns, nine twists and turns, just indulging in games, rebellious fights, it had already occupied all his energy, of course he didn't have extra time to pay attention to her, and he didn't want to give up other fun time to hate her.

Anyway, love whoever is whom. He doesn't care.

Later, she became his sister-in-law, and only then did he realize the severity of the matter, she was no longer a nobody who did not think enough, she had a reputation, a status, and even began to take care of the affairs of the family.

He thought, after all, this has become her home, and he can no longer run around unscrupulously, because she may appear around him at any time, and inform the rest of the family about this situation, this perception makes him crazy, and makes him feel that his ** has been violated by the devastated miè, although at that time, he still can't really understand what ** is, but he feels that he can no longer live freely and indulge without scruples, but must learn to look ahead and think left and right, which is a violation of his rights.

It was a bad feeling, so bad that it made him want to hit someone, and of course, he did. and a few thugs who provoked him on the street.

In the end, it must be a lose-lose situation, he hung up the lottery, and the other party was not much better. When he dragged his tired body home, she was still watching TV in the living room, as if she was waiting for Ling Yan to come home from work, but before Ling Yan could wait, she saw a bruised and swollen face in the early morning. Looking at his face, she was stunned for a moment, but in an instant she regained her composure, and just as she wanted to get up and say something to him, he had already gone into his room without looking back.

was discovered by the person he didn't want to see the most, which made him a little irritable. He lay on the bed and cursed loudly, and then fell asleep unconsciously.

However, what he didn't expect was that she didn't tell anyone about it, and when someone asked where he was, she carefully lied for him, and even more to his surprise, he found potions and sprays on shelves in the bathroom on the second floor the next morning.

He knew that she had put it. Because in the whole family, only she knew that he was injured.

And the bathroom on the second floor has always been only used by him.

Even Ling Chen himself couldn't tell when Cheng Jin began, infiltrating his life bit by bit, but when he noticed such a change, she had become an indispensable part of his life.

Like a friend, it's better than a friend, like family, but not a relative.

She probably thought of him as a younger brother, he thought, for he had never read a trace of affection beyond family affection in her eyes full of tenderness and affection.

It's just that at that time, he was also chaotic and young, he didn't understand himself, what kind of emotion did he always take her to heart, he just thought she was good, and he simply felt good.

It wasn't until later, when she was sick and about to die, that he finally read his heart.

He envied and hated Ling Yan. He married her, but he didn't treat her well.

She was sick, he couldn't even put down the work at hand to see her, he was upset for her, he wanted to run to Ling Yan to ask him well, did he remember his wife who was seriously ill and bedridden at home, did he remember the wife who waited for him to come home late at night, and did he remember the wife who endured the pain and got up early to buy vegetables in order to cook his favorite meals for him.

Such a good wife, why doesn't he remember, why?

Later, of course, he didn't ask, because, she stopped him. He remembers the scene of that day even to this day. She sat on the edge of the bed smiling, two loose braids nestled behind her back, her face was a little pale, even bloodless, but the expression on her face was as soft and beautiful as ever. She took his hand, gently, as if it had no weight, and his heart was so sour that he almost burst into tears. She raised her face and smiled at him slightly, she said, "Ah Chen, I may have to leave, you have to take good care of yourself in the future." ”

He finally couldn't hold it back, and two lines of hot tears ran down his cheeks, dripping down the back of her hand.

She still smiled, trying to raise her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, but it didn't work, the arm stretched out in the air, and she had exhausted all the strength of her body, she couldn't, she had to withdraw her hand and continue to hold his hand.

After a long time, she choked up and said, "Do you know, Ah Chen, in fact, I don't want to leave, I haven't given Ling a child yet, and I haven't raised a child with him completely......"

At that moment, he finally realized what the real heart is like a knife. I am afraid that there is nothing in this world that is more tragic than death.

At that time, her always soft voice had begun to drift, but she still said it to him word by word, and she was extremely persistent: "Ah Chen, promise me that you will always, all the time, and get along with your brother, because, without me, he is already very sad, he can't lose you anymore, you know?"

Since that day, he has learned many principles of life, but unfortunately, there may be no one in this world who is willing to listen carefully.

Therefore, he suddenly realized, but only realized.

Because, he simply can't do it.

After Cheng Jin's death, he had a long period of time, he was irritable, in a bad mood, unable to enter a deep sleep, and even once, unable to fall asleep, and what is more worrying is that he had several self-harm behaviors, at that time, desperate, he could not find other ways to relieve the pain, and could only hope to reduce his mental depression with the pain on the **.

It's just that no matter how many times he self-harmed, after the physical pain, his heart still hasn't been healed. It's just another round of depression.

The realization frightened him and made him angry. He clearly knew that the blood in his body could no longer stop the spread of grief, so did he still plan to let himself continue to indulge in it? Life has no meaning, but what is the point of dying?

He couldn't give an answer, just as he couldn't save her fragile life.

So, from then on, he began to live a muddy life, began to frequently contact many women, elegant, glamorous, calm, humble, cold, coquettish, he interacted with them, and they **, but only **, because he was just trying to find a movement, a smile, and even a long-blurred look like her through their faces and mannerisms.

But none of them resembled her, not at all, not at all, not at all.

Then, don't blame him for being cold and ruthless, between people, it's nothing more than taking what they need, since you don't have what I want, then forget about each other.

Therefore, Ling Yan's original intention to help him find a bodyguard was also for fear that he would self-harm again. Although he had been healed for a long time, he was still not reassured. In fact, Gao Shen's role is not to protect him from being hurt by others, but to protect him from being hurt by himself.

Of course, he could guess Ling Yan's thoughts, but this time, he didn't want to refuse him again. Because, he may really be as Cheng Jin said, in fact, he is very afraid of losing him.