True or fake?

This was Su Yingxue's first thought. However, at this moment, Jiang Li's face was full of fear, fear, and anxiety, and he seemed to suddenly notice this emotion of his own, laughed at himself, put away all his emotions, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all.

Su Yingxue lowered her head to get the wine jug and poured it for Jiang Li. She is not good at comforting people, but she feels that after drinking just now, she has made her whole person feel a lot more comfortable.

Who said that it is more sorrowful to drown sorrow through wine?

It's very comfortable to drink. It had been a long time since she had felt so relaxed.

"And then?"

"And then?" Jiang Li turned his head to look at Su Yingxue and smiled, "Then I will follow the master to study and practice hard, and this learning is more than ten years." They hadn't come to see me once in more than ten years, and Jiang Li's hand holding the wine glass trembled as he tried to control something.

"I didn't even know that my mother had died. No one informed me, just as no one in the world knew that I was my mother's son, and no one knew that there was another son in this family, and they seemed to have really forgotten me. ”

"And how do you know?" Su Yingxue was curious.

"How do you know?" Jiang Li smiled bitterly and drank the wine in the cup, "It's ridiculous, but the housekeeper passed by me during the Spring Festival after my mother passed away. After saying that, he laughed again, and the laughter turned into laughter, and tears seemed to well-up in his eyes because of laughter, as if he had told a ridiculous joke.

"Is this a joke?" Jiang Li asked with a laugh. "As a son, I learned about my biological mother's death from someone else's mouth, and the person has been dead for nearly a year. Ridiculous, isn't it? ”

Where is this ridiculous? It's clearly pathetic.

A living person, if he doesn't even care about his biological mother, how many people in this world care about him?

Jiang Li stretched out his index finger and pointed at himself, "I'm my mother's son—she didn't even think of having someone pick me up to see her before she died!" So what am I! Jiang Li suddenly got up indignantly and smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground. The hay on the ground was thick and did not make a cracking sound.

"I'm such a person who doesn't matter to our whole family! Oh no! He suddenly turned around and waved his hand, "No, no, I'm important, because I've learned, and they want me to do something very important!" They said that as the son of their family, this is what I must do! Oh - at this time they sounded that I was their son. They know I'm in their blood! My name is only there to remember when they need me! ”

Jiang Li was furious, but the whole person hung his head in despair, he lowered his head and shook his head again and again.

"They say that I am a descendant of their family in life and a ghost in death, but they never really see me as a person, they just want to get what they want from me!" Jiang Li shook his arm heavily, and his body stood up because of this, he raised his arm high and pointed to the bright sky: "I hate, I hate this injustice!" I hate this world! Why! Why just because I was born in their family and they treat me like that! I don't want to be their descendant, such people make me feel disgusting! I don't want to have anything to do with them! ”

This monstrous anger came from his ears, which made Su Yingxue's wine wake up a little.

Hate, she hates too!

Hate this injustice, hate the lack of humanity in this world!

So, she wants to get this justice back!

They are all the same poor people, as soon as Su Yingxue's thought came out, it was instantly cut off.

"And then?" She asked Jiang Li.

"And then?" Jiang Li sneered, "Then they said, I'm delusional!" He pointed to his nose.

"They say I'm delusional!" He repeated again.

"But I'll soon be free—" he sighed, but it was a lighthearted one.

Jiang Li was lying on the ground, holding his head in his hand, looked at Su Yingxue, smiled, and lay flat on the ground.

The whole canopy fell into his eyes like this, but there was only darkness in his eyes, and there was no light.

Su Yingxue was horrified by his glance.

The last sentence he said was too sudden, and it seemed to have nothing to do with the previous but had a huge relationship, and his glance made Su Yingxue feel that all these changes were related to him.

Is it to give her to someone so that he can be free, or is it to do something so that he can be free?

Jiang Li had already closed his eyes, as if he had completely breathed the free air at this moment, and was completely enjoying the freedom that belonged to him.

Freedom—

How much he was in line with what she wanted. But, again, it's completely different.

He wanted the love of his parents but couldn't get it, and she was overwhelmed by the love of his parents.

In this world, only the word appropriate is the most rare.

Some people just want to take from others without giving, while some people always think that what they give is the best, and the other party must also accept it.

If she could, in fact, Su Yingxue didn't want to leave her parents at all, she didn't want much, she just wanted to be like other boudoir daughters, friends occasionally visit and get together, and even be able to go out for a walk together during festivals to see the scenery of this world. That's it.

She really didn't think about wandering away from her parents and leaving everything behind. It's just that after being suppressed too hard, I can't help but want a completely relaxed free breath, very, very much.

And if she had known that such a thing would happen to her father, she would have cut it off even this idea of freedom.

What about Jiang Li?

It can be heard that what he wanted in the first place was not freedom at all. What he longs for is the kind of love between the family. It's just that the blood relationship did not bring him warm love, but became a rope that bound him, a rope that would be cold like a sharp blade that would be demanded by him all the time.

If he could, he would rather lose the freedom of his life than the warmth and love of his family.

They, one less pitiful, one more terrible.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

The feelings of this world are not wine, and they cannot be divided equally between you and me.

"Cher, do you know how much I envy you?" Jiang Li closed his eyes and spoke. "Your father and mother love you so much that they are afraid that you will be hurt in the slightest, and even keep you in captivity at home for fear of losing you, and would rather endure your complaints than let you out. It's really rare in the world to have a father and mother who can do this—"

Su Yingxue thundered in her head.

"What did you say?"

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