He looked at Ruthberg with some concern, this stupid girl, yes, the first word that came to his mind at this moment was stupid girl, although the other party was several years older than him and his teacher, but Edward suddenly felt that he seemed to be more "mature" and "rational" between the two at this moment.

Just like what Fang said in the car, Rustberg's strength and aggressiveness are just disguises and disguises, so that the world does not see her naivety and persistence, or stupidity.

The Volvo P1800 is speeding at more than 80 miles per hour on Highway 17, a new sports car, not only with strong horsepower, but also very well insulated sound, with the low roar of the engine and the rustle of tires rubbing against the road surface, all blocked out of the window, sounding as reassuring white noise in the cabin.

After leaving Bergman's apartment, neither of them spoke much, but strangely did not feel embarrassed, as if this silence between them was commonplace.

Edward was concentrating on driving, while Rustberg looked out the window, occasionally jotting something in the small notebook he carried with him, and occasionally muttering something in his mouth.

"Go home and write," Edward advised, "the street lamps are on and off, and writing in this light is very harmful to the eyes, and the eyeballs will accelerate fatigue." ”

"Okay......" Rustberg was not as impersonal as usual, and casually put the notebook in the black and red lambskin satchel.

"You're not going to sleep anymore?" Edward was concerned.

"No, I was just too tired just now, but I'm recovering well now, and if I sleep now, it will affect my work at night." Ruthberg laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm used to this kind of routine. ”

"Well, I really admire you."

"Maybe it's just admiration, if you're willing to work like me, you'll be much more successful than I am."

"Before that, I was afraid that I would die suddenly...... Edward was startled, he slept four hours a day, and spent the rest of his time working and studying, without any time for entertainment and relaxation, for many years, this is really the way to die.

"You should rest more......

Ruthberg helplessly: "I want to too." It's just that law school is originally a man's world, and a woman must work harder than a man if she wants to get ahead, especially if this woman looks good, you know, it's probably good luck for a woman to be beautiful, but if she is quite smart, then her appearance is no longer an asset that can be realized at any time but a lifelong liability, in order to avoid those ugly words...... "She subconsciously stroked her thighs in stockings.

Edward caught a glimpse of it, his eyes hot, and his mind was thinking of how Ceyleri felt when he rode on his neck that day at Woodstock.

Ruthberg is petite, and he is a little more than one meter six, compared with Ceylary and Megan, who are in their early 1 meters and seven, she wants to be a doll a little, but the figure wrapped in the professional suit is not bad at all, which he just felt with his own hands a few hours ago, although it is only pressed on the thigh, but the woman with round and elastic thighs, the overall figure is definitely not bad.

"Besides, I have Judith, she's so young, and she's never seen her father. At night, when I was tired and didn't want to work harder, I would quietly push open the door of her bedroom and watch her through the light in the hallway without turning on the light. ”

"She has a red face, long eyelashes, a cocked nose, and bulging hands, and she is even more beautiful than when I was a child. But I don't know if it's good or bad as luck can be said that she could grow up in the college town of New Haven and never have to live the life of carrying a knife to protect herself. ”

But at the same time, she lost her father forever. Whenever this happens, I think I have to work hard, I want to protect her so that she can grow up happily like other children. ”

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you that, I'm sorry." Rustberg is a little shy, the United States is cold, or privacy-oriented, usually do not communicate with each other's family situation, which is a good thing, is a manifestation of the overall progress of social civilization.

But there are also defects at some point, and many people are full of worries but no one to talk to, so they can only turn to a psychiatrist for help.

Usually these people just want someone to listen to them, and they don't have any serious mental illness.

However, the highly developed industrial society has led to a detailed social division of labor, industrial products are cheap and human resources are extremely expensive, and psychological counseling charges at least hundreds of dollars per hour, which is absolutely unaffordable for the middle class with a monthly income of only more than 1,000 US dollars.

So I can only settle for the next best thing, relying on various psychotropic drugs to regulate my emotions, and the consumption of psychotropic drugs in the United States in a year is more than that of the following countries combined.

"It's okay, talk, don't you feel more comfortable?" Edward looked ahead and asked in a low voice.

"Yes...... Yes," Ruthberg hesitated, "Actually, I don't even know if my heart is normal. ”

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, are you really going to an international conference and not be able to appear in court?"

"Of course not."

"No, then why?"

"Because of you"

Edward wondered, "Me? ”

"Ed, there are some things I didn't want to say, but now I think it's a good time to say it, I hope you don't get angry when you hear it, this is my true thought."

Edward shrugged: "Honesty is the highest virtue. ”

"Because, I can't get used to your ......"

"Poof......" Edward almost pouted.

"Don't laugh, in fact, you should understand that you and I are two completely different people, or that you are much smarter than me, and this does not mean IQ." Ruthberg leaned on the co-pilot's headrest, and her tone was gloomy.

"Uh......"

"I know a lot of people are laughing at me and thinking I'm a fool who lives by the law. Yes, I admit that there are many imperfections, even ugliness, in the laws of this country, but it is still the most complete legal system on the planet. How to fix those bad places is the responsibility of us lawyers, and it is the responsibility of our lifelong responsibility. What Bergman and I said was the truth. ”

"It's the same as you said in your first class."

"Do you remember?" Ruthberg was a little surprised: "A lot of people think it's a nonsense cliché, even in Yale. ”

"Of course, I'm impressed with you."

Ruthberg's face was a little hot, "yes, it's an honor, but ......"

Immediately, her face became heavy again: "People like you, if not restrained, can easily become an enemy of American law, and you are a genius when it comes to finding loopholes and exploiting them!" You have a natural acumen to quickly identify flaws and use them for yourself. If you leave it alone, you'll be like a groundhog, burrowing holes in the solid legal ground. ”

"You think too highly of me." Edward smiled dumbly, "If I had the ability, I would have obtained my doctorate and started practicing on my own." ”

Ruthberg clasped her hands in front of her chest and said in a firm tone: "I firmly believe in my own judgment! ”

"Poof, what about the evidence?"

"My gut ...... Intuitive ...... peculiar to women"

"Well, my dear Miss Ruthberg, you use your intuition to characterize a promising young man?" Edward would have held his head in his hands if he hadn't been holding the steering wheel, and he thought to himself, what is this called? As a strict legal person, you should at least talk about science, intuition, isn't this the most common routine when cheating?

"Questions? I put him under the discipline of the best teachers, gave him the best legal training, and got the opportunity to appear in court in a way that students of the same level could never dream of, and caused a sensation in the whole country...... In this case, maybe he can influence that guy and make him fight for the perfection of the country's laws for the rest of his life......"

"Uh......" Edward pouted, "Sounds good, but ......"

"But what?" Rushberg suddenly covered her mouth and giggled.

"Huh?" Edward asked a little weakly, "What's so funny?"

"I really shouldn't force others, I know that smart people don't like to be pressed on the head the most" Rustberg's hand was taken away from his mouth, and he carefully stretched out in the car, his figure was unmistakable, Edward squinted, and his saliva was about to flow out.

But......

"Otherwise, you can quit, and I'll recruit an assistant from the students tomorrow." I'm sure they', well, the boys are going to be very enthusiastic. I'm looking at that...... "The long, white finger pointed to his forehead, and after some thought, "that mustache is good...... Looks clever and kind of cute, isn't it? I seem to like me as a teacher. ”

"No, no, no, no......" Edward quickly shook his head, "Don't do this! He's definitely not as clever as I am, he's not as cute as I am, and he's definitely not as ...... as I am."

Then, he couldn't say any more.

At a critical time, the skin is not thick enough, and the legs are always soft when you come to the door, could it be that you are a national football player in your last life?

It's also possible that Meghan always boasted that she could not for a long time...... The door is coming......

He glanced at the co-pilot and saw that the amber eyes were looking at him in the shape of a crescent......

It seemed to be waiting for him to continue.

But at a critical time, his face is simply blown......

In desperation, I had to twist the radio in the car, wanting to relieve this embarrassing scene with the help of music.

The effect of this hand is obviously good, and the melodious singing voice comes:

“If I should stay

I would only be in your way

So I'll go， but I know

I'll think of you every step of the way

And I will always love you

I will always love you

You， my darling you， hmmm，

Bittersweet memories

That is all I'm taking with me”

"Uh-huh," Roseberg asked, "do you like Doriy Barton too?" ”

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in this golden glitter, obviously I have so much hair, and I still wear a wig on stage, it's really exaggerated......" Edward broke out in a cold sweat, so he couldn't die, what kind of song is this, it's too numb.

But, wait, the lyrics and tunes are quite familiar.

"Glitter, that's an apt nickname. I really like to listen to her song "I Will Always Love You". ”

"I, I think her voice is a bit high, let's listen to it separately......" Edward reached for the black plastic twist again

After adjusting the stage, another female voice came, and the lyrics were not as fleshy as before

Why does the sun go on shining?

Why does the sea rush to shore?

Don't they know it's the end of the world

'Cause you don't love me anymore?

Why do the birds go on singing?

Why do the stars glow above?

Don't they know it's the end of the world

It ended when I lost your love"

It still sounds like a love song for me, and the singing method is also a typical rural female solo in this era, all with real voices, with a high and expressive voice.

"Who is this?" Ruthberg asked, "It's like a love song, but it always feels a little ...... It's a bit ......."

"Skitt Davis, won the Grammy again last year, it seems that you really don't care about fashion......"

"I think so, but where do I have so much time to know that Dorie Barton only knows about it because of the occasional conversation with others......"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to"

"It's not offensive, but I really like this song, what's the name of the song? I'm thinking about buying a record. ”

"'The End of the Wordl' is a tribute to her late father, so it tastes different from ordinary songs, and I like it too." This is obviously against his will, as a young man of this period, he is more interested in funk and rock like his peers, and does not have much affection for his wife's country music, which seems too old and outdated, and only southern men and women like red necks.

Even Chris, who was born in Alabama, is a little insensitive to this, preferring to play on the keyboard with his explosive head or Elvis Presley when he has nothing to do......

Ruthberg didn't notice his insincerity, leaned on the leather cushion with his head in his hands, and tried to make himself comfortable: "No wonder, it can move me at once, this kind of emotion from the deepest part of my heart is indeed more infectious than ordinary love." ”

"Love is the eternal nature of human beings" Edward felt that his palms were a little damp, but fortunately, the leather-wrapped steering wheel remained dry, which made him feel more relaxed, "It seems normal to sing in songs......"

"What love?" Ruthberg tilted her head to look at him, a smile on her face, "Is there a difference between humans and animals?" Of course, humans are the only creatures that come into heat all year round. ”

"Uh......" Edward choked speechless

The singing on the radio kept "I wake up in the morning / When I wake up early in the morning."

And I wonder why everything's the same as it was

I can't understand, no I can't understand

How life goes on the way it does

"Don't you think I'm being too direct?"

"No, no," Edward shook his head

"You don't have to deny it, if you change my position, it will be so direct, because only direct can save time and invest time where it is most needed."

"Like Judith? Like your career? Edward asked, looking in the rearview mirror.

"Yes, but there is more, such as defending the dignity of the laws of this country, defending the interests of the Jews, and so on...... Well, let's not talk about these topics today. ”

Ruthberg began to hum softly along to the melody.

"Is this the first time you've heard it? How can you hum? ”

"Huh?" Ruthberg leaned her head on the headrest with her eyes closed, and she shook a small slit in front of the car window, and the air rushed in, blowing her brown-red hair one after another, and she didn't care, letting the hair run wildly on her face, "It's a simple melody, isn't it?" ”

"Okay...... You've been praised for being smart since you were a child, right? ”

"Yes, not only are you smart and beautiful, but what's the use, don't you still have to rely on the knife you carry with you to protect yourself?"

"That's ...... before"

"No, I still have ...... with me."

"What's the end of the drive?" Edward pouted, dignified Yale law professor hey, with a knife? The courts of the United States are not the Treasure Island Legislature.

"Shh......h The blade of a two-inch-long knife lightly smashed into his leg.

"Don't take others lightly, whether in the courtroom or elsewhere......" Rushberg still had her eyes slightly closed, her hair fluttering all over her face, and she couldn't hide a smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Maybe it's a habit, I feel a lot more at ease with this thing, and it also reminds me of the purpose of my efforts: Judith can go out on the street without a knife in the future."

"You almost scared me just now?" Edward's disgruntled protests

"Huh? Almost...... That is, you are not intimidated? Rustberg turned his head to her, his red-haired amber eyes half-open, lazy and playful.

"I know, you're not going to do me any favors!" Edward gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, feeling much more relaxed after saying it.

"Why?"

"You...... Like...... I"

"Huh?"

Hearing the sound in his ear, Edward hurriedly continued, "You are a teacher who likes students, I, I am a student who likes teachers...... No, that's right. ”

"Hmph, there's nothing wrong with that." The knife surface knocked on his leg lightly and heavily, and then the slender hand turned, and the knife was put into the satchel, and the whole action was smooth and not a little jerky.

Edward, who also grew up in Brooklyn, certainly understood that it was clear that Roseberg was a good player at playing with knives.

"Don't be afraid, you still have a scabbard, and you can't joke with the blade of a knife with those close to you, this is what my father taught me. It's a pity that he's dead......"

"Sorry"

"It's okay, it's been a long time, I felt so sad at the time" Rustberg had a helpless smile on her face, "but after a long time, it really faded, although I still miss him very much." I often dreamed of him when he died, but after I had Judith, he never came to me again. ”

"Well, probably he's already contented to look at you and me from the sky...... Oh, you're ......" Edward said the wrong thing again in his frustration.

Thankfully, she was so immersed in the memories that she didn't seem to care.

"You'd better sleep a little longer, you'll have to work again at night."

"No, I feel very relaxed talking to you."

"Really?"

"What are you lying to? Let me have a kind, a kind of ...... Well, it's like listening to your favorite music right now and letting the evening breeze gently pat on your face, it looks normal, but it's the best enjoyment......"

"I'm honored to ......"

"Just ......"

Edward quickly stretched out his ears

"It's just, it's going to cause some trouble, too?"

"Sorry...... I ......"

"Don't be sorry, do you know what trouble means?"

"Oh, I don't know......"

"Then you're in a hurry to apologize? It's unmanly......"

"Uh......"

"Okay, I'll show you how to solve the trouble, and how to solve it."

Seeing that the road was empty, Edward quickly turned his head like lightning, Rustberg smiled, and brushed away the hair that was slapped on his face by the wind with his hand, and the beautiful face was clearly revealed again, and the classical oil painting-like scene reappeared in the dim light of the street lamp.

"Okay, drive ...... with peace of mind"

"yes, I'll have to concentrate on driving," Edward replied absent-mindedly.