Jiang Junjie was stunned by the question, looking at Jiang Chengdong and unable to say a word.

He had never thought about it like this, but it seemed that after a few times, every time his mother went to the company to find Mi Jia, it would only make the relationship between him and Mi Jia worse, to a worse point, he didn't care about it before, but now Uncle Dong said this, it seems that this is really the case, the relationship between him and Mi Jia has been bad to a state after his mother went to the company several times, after the quarrel between him and Mi Jia this afternoon, it can even be said that there is no room for turnaround.

Seeing that he was silent like this, Jiang Chengdong continued, "Junjie, I know that your feelings for your mother are different from others, and I also know that you don't want to lose again, but some of you are standing in this place, you can't even see yourself clearly, what you think is right is actually wrong, these things you insist on now may make you regret it in the future, make yourself regret, do you really want to get things to that point?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Junjie raised his head and looked at Jiang Chengdong in a daze, with an expression that he didn't know what to do, and it was even more difficult to accept.

Jiang Chengdong also looked at him, his brows never relaxed, although he didn't know what the situation had developed between Junjie and Mi Jia, he called Cheng Yue just now, Cheng Yue didn't say much, it seemed that he was afraid that he was worried about these things, just said that there was a small problem, nothing was a big deal, but he could hear from his tone that things would definitely not be as simple as he imagined, and he could guess from his face when he looked at Junjie's expression now.

After being silent like this for a while, Jiang Junjie slowly spoke and said, "Uncle Dong, if there is nothing else, I really have work to do, so go up first." ”

Seeing him say this, Jiang Chengdong just shook his head helplessly, and didn't say anything more, that's all he could say, how to choose is still himself, if a person makes up his mind, maybe it's useless for others to say more.

Seeing that he didn't have anything to say, Jiang Junjie stood up, turned around and walked directly towards the stairs, but his two hands were always tightly clasped, as if he was trying to hide his feelings.

Jiang Chengdong looked at his back, and felt a little helpless, he thought that Yiqiē was slowly getting better, but he didn't expect that Mi Jia and Junjie would be like this.

Jiang Junjie went upstairs, and when he returned to the room, he shut himself directly into the room, didn't even turn on the light, and let himself lie on the bed like this with a big grin, doing nothing, just telling Uncle Dong that the work was not done was just an excuse, he just didn't want to listen to Uncle Dong continue, he didn't want to hear any more words or questions about his mother from others, he was really afraid, and his heart was really rejecting and refusing.

But Uncle Dong's last words really made him panic, he vaguely knew that there was a problem, but he didn't have the courage to continue listening, let alone the courage to question his mother face to face, he was afraid that if he asked, the one he had now would be gone immediately, he was afraid of facing that result, and he had no courage at all.

Lying in the room like this, he wanted to sleep with his eyes closed, and after he fell asleep, he didn't have to think about these troublesome things, but the more he did this, the more awake he became, and he didn't feel sleepy at all, and the words of Cheng Yue and Uncle Dong were like a spell, repeating them in his ear, making his regular people's feelings a little broken.

I don't know how long it has been, Jiang Junjie opened his eyes again, it was still dark outside, and he couldn't see anything, and he couldn't tell how long it had been.

Sitting on the bed so quietly, Jiang Junjie kept his eyes open and looked ahead, those words made him unable to sleep, let alone act as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Junjie has always been afraid that he will be shaken, afraid that he will also question the behavior of his mother now like everyone else, he told his mother more than once how much he has changed when he comes back this time, and he has reminded his mother more than once how difficult he is for himself this time, but even so, he is still shaken, because of Cheng Yue's words, he said don't lose what he cares about for the things he cherishes, and because of Uncle Dong's words, he said that the authorities will always be troubled by themselves, And sometimes the bystanders often see it more clearly than the people in the authorities.

The words of the two of them made Jiang Junjie unable to escape anymore, he was also afraid that he would lose that because of this, and he was also afraid that he would not be able to see clearly because he was in it.

He began to have conflicts between himself and Mijia again and again, and began to slowly recall what role his mother played in each of them, and what role she played in it.

He didn't dare to think about it all the time, but now that he thinks about it, even he is a little frightened, I don't know if it's really that coincidence, every conflict seems to have been carefully designed behind someone's back, every time it's always so coincidental, he can always see some losses that shouldn't be seen, but what is the reason, he has never asked, and has always attributed this responsibility to Mi Jia, he has been blaming Mi Jia, blaming her for why she can't let go, Why do we have to entangle those grievances and grievances in the past in the present life?

Thinking like this, Jiang Junjie raised his head and closed his eyes in pain, the more he thought about it, or the more he thought about it, the more she thought about it, the truth made her unable to accept it, and those results were really the last thing he wanted to see.

Jiang Junjie fell on the bed in pain, gritting his teeth, and his face was a little twisted in the dark.

Jiang Junjie lay on the bed like this for a while, and then suddenly sat up, as if he had made a decision at that moment, stood up and walked directly to the door of the room.

Jiang Junjie slowly walked down from the upper floor, ready to go to his mother's room.

Standing at Zhou Wenqin's door, she raised her hand and wanted to knock on the door, but the hand that was raised in the air suddenly stopped, and she couldn't fall on the door panel for a long time.

Jiang Junjie knew that if she raised her hand this way, she might change a lot of things, and all the qiē she had now would be shattered or disappear.

Standing at the door like this for a long time, Jiang Junjie felt like he had passed the entire century, and finally he still didn't have the courage to drop his raised hand, turned around and just wanted to leave, when he suddenly heard a voice coming from inside.