Doubt yourself at every turn, and have no basic professional ethics. I expected the loss of this lawsuit, but the loser never avoided dying just because he knew it in advance.

"Judge, I think the defendant is deliberately playing dumb, he does not answer my question positively, and it hinders the normal progress of justice."

The judge in the central stage of Taiwan no longer wears a pretentious wig, he pretends to be calm, pretending that it is just a drizzle and cannot set off stormy waves.

"Defendant ......" The judge tried to divert the attention of the other party from his fingers. After screaming a few times in a row, he obviously didn't know what to do.

The "bang" of the gavel means that the debate broke up before it even began. I wondered what the number in his hand would be from beginning to end.

My mother came to me immediately after the court closed and asked me to let him go. She put on a show of my relationship with him again, as if I was afraid that I would forget, but in fact, how could I forget. I remember the pain that happened to me. My relationship with him is the source of all this tragedy.

It was he who killed my father. It was we who brought the story of my father to an end. We are all aware that we will not talk about this case of unnatural death that can be detected by only a little thought. We are all parties, even if we can sort out the extenuating circumstances one by one, we can't erase the doubts imprinted on each other.

"Can't you just let him go? Well, he's your ...... too," the mother said bitterly again.

"Mom, don't say it. I know who he is, and I've known these relationships since I can remember. ”

"You remember, why do you remember struggling in court?" Once again, the mother was furious.

"I've said it many times, it's my duty, what's more, he killed Dad!" I don't know how many times this conversation has been repeated. For the obsession that I can't be changed at all, I don't understand why I should fight with others and fight for each other's heads.

"Mom, I won't tell you."

"I still have to go back to the case file and prepare for the next appeal." I picked up the folder on the countertop, turned around and left.

"Stop!" The mother is rarely powerful, and when she is really more energetic, her momentum is more terrifying than that of a snake that spits letters.

This "stop" attracted the attention of the exiting crowd. Seeing that it was me, they all quickly lowered their heads and whispered with others. Therefore, living in the eyes of others is always just a play, and there is no difference between good and bad plays, but there is a comparison of the amount of topics.

I invited my mother to the break room and said I wanted to talk to her privately.

"Nothing to talk about. I'll tell you one last time, if you continue to hold on to this case, I promise you, soon, you'll have to deal with the next one! "I know what Mother means. Isn't it just to force each other to die, I had long expected this to happen. Afraid of anything, she can be regarded as pinching my vital point.

"Do you think that's going to solve the problem and put an end to this?" Soft words of comfort didn't work for her.

"Okay, I don't believe I can't control you!" In front of everyone's eyes, my mother grabbed my arm like a chicken, not knowing where to take me.

She took me past the elevator waiting in line to descend and climb up the spiraling stairwell. See the trend, is to go to the roof.

Every year, countless undead people choose to do free fall from the rooftop, and the mother seems to want to compete for the next place. In order to prevent her from regretting it in mid-air, I had to stop it at the beginning.

"Mom, stop it, there's really no need to make such a fuss. With this energy, you might as well persuade him to confess as soon as possible. ”

"What confession? Your dad just killed himself. "My mother stopped, the hand she was holding my arm was already sweating, and the nails that had sunk into my flesh were pouring into the pit the moment they were pulled out, and I felt a tingling pain.

"Hiss......" I quickly rubbed with my hands.

"Look you've made me ......" I was like a wounded stray kitten, replacing my wound-licking tongue with a warm current that kept blowing.

"You're doing it to yourself." My mother softened her tone anyway, and she walked down the stairs two steps above me, took my arm, and watched carefully.

I watched her lick my wounds and felt like a dog, "Mom, we always have to take responsibility for our mistakes." I'm a lawyer, and I can't let go of anything reckless. You know how many people are waiting to see our jokes, and since they are trying to keep watching, we can't let them down. ”

"The show has been watched by everyone, how should we end it then?" As the words intensified, I could clearly feel that my mother's hand was a little harsh again.

"Mom, don't worry about it, I'll take care of things." I pretended to be nothing, but in fact I brushed her hand away with words. When things come, there is linkage throughout the body, and there is drama in all parts.

The conversation broke up.

My mother didn't hold on to it, she let me lead her downstairs. I looked up at the roof a few stories away and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, I know you're struggling to get caught in the middle. Don't come to the next trial! "Out of sight is out of sight.

"I may be able to stop you, but at least I can make you scruples."

At the end of the day, I became the one who was really embarrassed. And my dilemma is not just that I am attacked on my back, but that I am embattled.

There have been a few times when such unpleasant conversations have been dissolved, but each time they will be repeated as if they had forgotten the lesson. Maybe persuasion is impossible in the first place, and convincing others is so, and convincing oneself is even more so. But he convinced me, and on a whole bunch of absurd reasons.