However, although the meaning is clearly expressed, worrying is probably a compulsory course for all mothers in the world, and there are always endless accidents and just in case.

Lin Jin turned off the stove, took the sealed milk jug out of the pot, and flushed it with cold water: "There is always a case in everything, and one accidentally falls on something."

"What a few ifs." Jiang Futing cooperated and opened the cupboard and took out a glass: "I don't lack anything myself."

"Then it's up to you." Lin Jin didn't want to say more, she slowly poured out the milk.

Mother's heart is indeed never finished, once worried about his growth, worried about his studies, then worried about his health, and now worried about his invisible future.

I just want to do more while I still can.

lest one day when he gets old and can't do it, his son can't give it even if he wants it.

It was only recently that she slowly reacted, and it turned out that human aging is not only manifested in appearance.

She covered her face with the traces of time, but she couldn't cover her dusty heart.

They are elders, and as they live, they will spend one less day together.

Life is a huge countdown, and people like them, who have walked more than half the way, have no special pursuit at this time.

Only ordinary and companionship, but will be cherished.

Jiang Futing took the milk and took a sip, letting the warm temperature moisten his heart, and then, under Lin Jin's gaze, drank it all.

He put down the cup, even his courage was a little more excited, and he was willing to take the initiative to talk about the person he had been avoiding: "By the way, what about Dad?" Still busy lately? ”

"Busy is busy, much better than some time ago, I can go home every day." Lin Jin simply cleaned up, and his tone suddenly hesitated a little: "But-"

Jiang Futing was very sensitive to her changes, and immediately raised his eyes and asked, "But what?"

Lin Jin was entangled again and again, pondering whether to say it, staring at the washed cup in his hand a little distracted.

"Mom?" Jiang Futing's heart sank, and he called softly.

She was screamed, and her hand hit the edge of the pool, and then she realized that she was absent-minded.

Then, she shook her hand twice and put the cup away, and she said a little vaguely: "It's not a big deal, it's just a person of this age, who often stays up late and works like this, and has more or less physical problems."

Lin Jin's words were like a needle that had been dull and rusty for a long time, polishing his heart little by little.

Jiang Futing didn't dare to interrupt and listened carefully.

She looked at his unchanged face, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Your father checked his body some time ago, but the liver is not very good, and it is not too serious, but the recovery of older people is not as good as that of young people, and they need to be quietly raised."

"I persuaded him, but you also know his temperament, the two of you carved out of one mold are both people who admit death."

Lin Jin sighed as he spoke, and suddenly looked at him very seriously: "Son, you should be able to understand what I mean when I say this."

Jiang Futing was stunned by her waveless eyes.

He didn't know how long he had been, so he calmed down and took a good look at his mother.

Last time, her eyes still flashed with a woman's unique brilliance, but this time, it was as light as a pool of stagnant water.

But the last time, how long ago was it.

Last year?

Year?

Or years ago?

He never cared about these details, to be precise, he didn't pay special attention to who was around him, what happened to them, and all kinds of details.

But time doesn't stop for you.

So, in the blink of an eye, is time so fast?

Jiang Futing

The fingers hanging down his side inadvertently rubbed twice, "Is he resting now?" ”

Lin Jin's eyes lit up with his question: "Not yet, working in the study." Do you want to ......?"

"I'll go see him and say hello." Jiang Futing didn't wait for her to finish, and took the initiative to propose.

Lin Jin almost thought that something was wrong with her ears, she quickly suppressed the surprise on her face and nodded: "Okay, it's time to take a look."

But she was worried that the two would not be speculative, and they quarreled again, so she said one more sentence: "It's almost enough, don't disturb his work too much."

Jiang Futing understood her concerns and responded, "I know."

When he went upstairs, he was afraid that it would really affect the people in the study, so he stepped on every step very carefully, and the soles of his feet were like a cat.

It wasn't until he reached the door of the study that he suddenly stopped and didn't move again.

The sound of the keyboard crackling kept coming from inside, and there were occasional clicks of flipping through a file.

For as long as he can remember, his impression of Jiang Chao is like this, every day is a busy job.

To be precise, I have never seen Jiang Chao have a day off.

He took a deep breath, lifted the doorknob, and pressed it lightly and lightly.

A dim light spilled through the crack in the door, reflecting a narrow silhouette of the corridor outside.

Jiang Chao's mind was completely focused on his work, so much so that Jiang Futing walked up to him and didn't notice the arrival.

Jiang Futing saw that he was anxious, and he didn't have time to relax for a moment, and he didn't dare to interrupt him at will at this time.

He stood silently aside.

Even he didn't notice that when he habitually picked up his breath, it was silent.

Like a dead person, people are completely unaware of its existence.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Jiang Chao's work finally came to an end temporarily, he rubbed his sour eyes, spread his hands and began to stretch his waist.

Jiang Futing cleared his throat to brush his sense of existence.

In the originally quiet room, a low "cough!" suddenly sounded. ”

Jiang Chao's half-stretched hands suddenly stiffened in mid-air, and cold sweat spontaneously appeared from his back.

He raised his head suddenly, just in time to see Jiang Futing standing under the lamp, his face illuminated white.

His breath froze! The hands trembled slightly.

Jiang Chao was so frightened that the seat said, "Oh! "Back off.

The harsh grinding sound of the wooden bench and the floor made him shake his mind for a while, and his face was slightly surprised with surprise.

But he immediately recalled professional things in his mind, and the stingy surprise was pressed back by him.

He lowered his head, pretended nothing had happened, and cleaned up the table: "How do you know you're back?"

Jiang Futing saw that he was going to be busy again, and reached out to help: "Why don't you go back to your own house?"

Jiang Chao snorted coldly, neatly took the document out of his hand, and sorted it out by himself: "Enough of the wild outside?" Now I know it's my home. ”

Jiang Futing didn't care about his cynicism, stood aside with his waist straight, and replied cheekily: "I always know."

Jiang Chao made a movement in his hand, and found that his son hadn't been seen for a while, and he didn't know who he had learned from, so his mouth became more and more unobstructed.

He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Futing: "Since I know that it is a person from this family, I haven't seen you let your parents worry less."

Before he could say a few words, he openly and secretly pointed to the thorn that was piercing between the two.

Jiang Futing had already made all the mental preparations before entering the door, and at this time, he would still subconsciously get nervous.

After all, the person in front of him is the father who has always silently placed high hopes on him.

And he shattered that hope with his own hands.

"I don't like business

Double-cross each other. He spoke slowly.

The faint voice was a little cold, and it sounded really a bit of dusty taste.

Under Jiang Chao's gaze, he was silent for a moment, and continued unhurriedly:

"I can't get used to those people secretly doing things that violate the bottom line for the sake of petty profits. I don't want to have to flatter these people one day, in order to maintain my own interests. ”

"For example, Song Minghui before."

It was probably the first time that Jiang Chao heard him say so many words to himself in one breath, he was stunned, and he recalled what he meant.

He suddenly sighed: "If you don't do it, there will always be someone in this world who will do it for you, and it won't be gone because you don't do it." In the end, mountains of gold and silver also went into other people's pockets. ”

"And ah, these things are not absolute, although the Song family is rotten to the roots, but you have to admit how much economic effect he has brought to the society, how much development he has promoted, and I don't know how many families he has fed just the number of employees in his company."

Many things and things seem to be contradictory, including people themselves.

He's bad, but you can't deny his worth.

While people blame and spurn him, they also enjoy the benefits he has created.

The achievement is because of greed and the nature of **, and the final defeat is also because of this.

And Jiang Chao's vigilance can be said to be cautious, and what should be done and what should not be done has always been clearly distinguished.

With his temperament, it is already the limit for the company to develop into its current scale.

Jiang Chao put down the things in his hand and said slowly:

"Our family has always been walking on thin ice, and the industry we do is basically in response to the country's sustainable development requirements. Jiang Futing - It is better than clean, to put it mildly, no large enterprise can be cleaner than our home. ”

"In business, people are people with vested interests, and there are no eternal friends, and when you stay for a long time, you will find that your request is extravagant but meaningless."

While listening, Jiang Futing unhurriedly pulled out the stool opposite him and sat down: "The meaning is not absolute, it has no unified answer."

He looked into Jiang Chao's eyes and saw himself in the other party's dark brown pupils.

It's so clear.

But Jiang Chao couldn't see through him at this time, as if a layer of fog had risen on his body at some point, and the fog became thicker and thicker, slowly blurring the original outline in his heart.

Jiang Futing saw that he was silent, and said directly: "I am not here." What you find meaningful is the opposite for me. After a few decades, it is better to have a more fulfilling sense in your own meaning than to live in someone else's meaning. ”

"What do you think?"

Probably-

Jiang Chao leaned back in his chair a little tiredly, he was still pondering silently, his fingers scraping on the armrests on both sides.

In fact, he figured it out as early as two days ago, everyone has what they want and life, and he is not the kind of person who rests on his laurels.

It's just a raised chick, and suddenly wants to spread its wings and fly away, and it is inevitable that I feel a little empty in my heart.

The point is that you don't know where he's going to fly in the future.

He suddenly felt that he might really be old, and sighed and sighed in his heart, feeling tired of wanting to say more.

As if he had rested enough, he exhaled, and Jiang Chao sat up straighter: "It's not good for me to interfere with your choice." But I also make it clear that since you have given up on this path, there are some things that you have not taken for nothing. ”

"Wait for the next day - your mother and I are really gone, except for this house left for you, nothing else."

Jiang Futing lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "Your things can be arranged according to your own ideas."

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