Zhu Shan went back to the room, she walked very fast, and the door closed loudly.

Ling Xiao chuckled and looked up slightly at the light ring reflected on the ceiling, like a mandala flower silhouette.

In his head was what Zhu Shan had just said.

-- Lawyers do not exist to uphold justice, but to uphold the dignity of the law.

This reminded him of an old professor at the university.

When the old professor learned that Ling Xiao was preparing to take the judicial exam, he told Ling Xiao that being a lawyer is a profession that hone and beat human nature.

This profession is related to people's vital interests, so there is a lot of discussion and even controversy in the social environment.

He said that the law is a ruler, and the reason why it is cold and impersonal is because it requires extreme fairness and justice.

All emotional logic cannot be fair and just, so there is a law.

He told Ling Xiao that if he chose to become a lawyer, he would have to spend his life defending the dignity of the law.

Finally, he reminded Ling Xiao that he should be firm in his beliefs, practice for the people, uphold the rule of law, pursue justice, abide by integrity, and be diligent and dedicated.

Ling Xiao has always kept it in mind.

But if he wants to quickly have a name in the industry, he must take on cases of people's origins, which is destined to stand on the cusp of being criticized.

It's not that he doesn't know what those people have to say about him.

said that he was snobbish, that he only recognized money and not people, and that he reversed black and white.

Since he chose the profession of lawyer, he, like other lawyers, has long been mentally prepared to meet these gossip.

At most, that is to say, his people, more.

A situation like today's, a little more.

He didn't care, he knew what he was doing anyway.

These are all thoughts before Zhu Shan's words just now.

When those words of understanding came out of Zhu Shan's mouth, he found that he still cared.

At least she understood, he was pleasant.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but bow her head and chuckle when she thought about everything she had just had.

His chest fluttered for a few moments before he could retract his smile.

Raising his head slightly, he raised his eyebrows, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table unhurriedly: "The fish are about to be hooked, why do you suddenly collect the bait?" ”

The fingertip movements paused, the smile at the corner of his mouth opened again, and Ling Xiao paused word by word: "Zhu!" Coral! Coral! ”

******

Zhu Shan nested in the quilt and sent a WeChat message to Ling Yue.

Zhu Shan: [I feel a little broken! 】

Soon, Ling Yue replied to the message.

Ling Yue: [What's wrong?] 】

Zhu Shan: [When I faced him recently, my heart was always beating faster, my mind was dizzy, and I was so nervous that I couldn't do it. 】

Ling Yue: [What are you afraid of? 】

Fear?

Not really!

Zhu Shan directly pressed the talking button and explained: "It's not that I'm afraid, I can't tell what it feels like, as soon as he sees me, I want to escape, I want to immediately climb with a roll, and carry the train in the middle of the night." ”

This time, he waited for more than a minute before Ling Yue replied to the message.

Ling Yue: [Did you discriminate against him? 】

？？？

How could she mean that?

This kind of incomprehensible chat made Zhu Shan irritable: "When did I discriminate against him?" I sympathize with him and love him! It's sympathy!! Why do you say that I look like a white-eyed wolf? ”

Ling Yue: [Sympathy is not needed, it is good if you understand more.] 】

Zhu Shan: "Don't I understand enough?" You don't know that every time he looks at me, it's like he's going to... Piercing people's hearts! ”

Ling Yue: [It's hard for you, I will try to come back from the Dragon Boat Festival and enlighten him personally. 】

Zhu Shan posted a meme of lying down and crying.

Ling Yue replied with a hug emoji.

Zhu Shan was not comforted.

She panicked.

I can't tell the truth.

She sighed, threw her phone away, and didn't reply to the message.

After a while, Zhu Shan's phone vibrated several times in a row.

She touched it and saw that it was the direction of next month's news posted by Qu Lianjie in the work group.

It is said that it is to cooperate with the promotion of the new countryside.

After discussing it, everyone decided to take advantage of this wheat harvest season to go to the small town next to Yuhe City to do a documentary interview.

As soon as she heard that she was going on a business trip, Zhu Shan immediately signed up: [I'll go! 】

In the end, this task was handed over to Xu Wenwen, Zhai Honghui and Zhu Shan.

The three of them formed a small group to discuss the content and direction of the shooting.

Zhu Shan talked eloquently in it, which was the most views and speeches on the filming content since he joined the company.

She suggested that it would be best to stay a few more days and film the entire harvest.

In fact, her selfish motive is: to escape.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Zhu Shan poked her head out of the quilt: "What are you doing?" ”

"Shanshan, change the dressing!"

Zhu Shan could still remember Ling Xiao's aggressive appearance just now.

She didn't want to go out: "Let's change it tomorrow, I'm too tired today." ”

"Nope." Ling Xiao's tone was not tough.

But Zhu Shan's head could be seen, he was lazily leaning against the white wall outside the door at the moment, with that undoubted beak.

Zhu Shan was going to play dead.

The knock on the door sounded again, accompanied by Ling Xiao's deep voice: "Give you five minutes to clean up your mood and then come out." ”

Zhu Shan was speechless, obviously she was the one she had a crush on, how could she have the illusion of a role reversal?

Five minutes later, Zhu Shan obediently went out, and saw that Ling Xiao had already prepared cotton cloth, potions and other things, and she was even more depressed.

Where did he get the confidence that she would definitely come out?

Also, why is she really... Spineless came out?

Zhu Shan sat on the sofa with a bag of snacks, turned her back to Ling Xiao, and began to eat snacks leisurely.

She found that the TV was playing a documentary without knowing when it was turned on.

The picture is pitch black, only a flickering portable lamp, and a pair of men's legs keep walking in the deep grass.

The voiceover is a very formal and rich male voice: "When we arrived at a strange water, we didn't know where it was better to fish, so we ......"

It's actually a documentary that teaches people to fish.

The scene slowly switches to a sparkling pond, and the man in the picture pulls out a series of fishing baits and arranges them neatly.

The voiceover continues: "Bait is essential to be successful in fishing. Different fish species have different feeding preferences... It's all about getting the right medicine......"

"Patience is also important... If you give up halfway, you'll never catch a fish......"

"You have to learn to fish... As an angler, you must learn to 'let', avoid its impulse, and give way to the situation, just like borrowing force in martial arts, and dialing thousands of catties in four or two......"

"Don't rush to catch ......"

I just watched it for a while.

Zhu Shan's small mouth opened slightly, and she whispered: "I really caught it." ”

"Did you learn?"

Zhu Shan was stunned for a moment, and turned her head slightly: "What?" ”

Ling Xiao: "Have you learned to fish?" ”

"I don't like fishing, why should I learn?"

Ling Xiao put the bandage on her arm, and asked in a dragging tone, "Don't like it?" ”

Zhu Shan frowned slightly, listening to Ling Xiao's tone, could it be that when did she express her liking for fishing?

No way.

She never fishes.

Seeing Ling Xiao start to pack up the medicine box, Zhu Shan got up from the sofa, yawned and went back to the room.

She has to sleep well and travel in the best possible condition.

The column team quickly set the direction of shooting, and Zhu Shan began a week-long business trip.

They filmed the combine harvester harvesting wheat.

Footage of drying wheat was taken.

Footage of wheat sales was filmed.

The shooting time has dragged on, and it is already June when I return to Yuhe.

When Zhu Shan got home, she kicked her sandals and fell directly onto the carpet in the hall.

She was so tired that now she only felt that all the energy in her body had been drained, and she couldn't even move a finger.

Where is this shooting, it is simply a deep participation in the farm work experience card.

Not only did she help with farm work, but she also helped the protagonist take care of the children for a few days.

Zhu Shan closed her eyelids and thought to herself, I'll just lie down for five minutes.

It was already early in the morning when Ling Xiao went home.

He worked overtime tonight, thinking that Zhu Shan was not there, so he didn't want to go home.

He had already laid down in the office lounge, but he couldn't fall asleep.

These days he has become accustomed to going home to sleep.

Ling Xiao drove home in the middle of the night in such a nonsensical way.

He pushed open the door and found that there was a light, and immediately guessed that Zhu Shan was back.

Ling Xiao snorted lightly, but he didn't expect there to be an unexpected surprise.

He changed his shoes, and just after walking two steps, he saw Zhu Shan's figure.

She bent her legs and lay sideways on the carpet. Because he was lying on his side, his plump cheeks were pressed and protruded, and his milk was whirring.

Ling Xiao frowned, and his first reaction was, could it be that he drank too much again?

He sniffed closer, made sure there was no smell of alcohol, and then slowly sat down on the couch.

Ling Xiao's gaze fell on Zhu Shan's face, sliding over her long eyebrows, curled eyelashes, straight nose, and finally, slightly raised lips.

The standing lamp next to the sofa is warm yellow, and it shines on Ling Xiao's face at the moment.

Such a gentle light did not add half of tenderness to him, especially when he frowned slightly, that bit of gloomy and uninhibited was natural.

He raised his hand and slowly unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, then the top two buttons of the neckline.

After looking at it for a while, he stood up and walked over and sat next to Zhu Shan.

Ling Xiao held his hand on the position of his temple and continued to stare at Zhu Shan.

Her long hair was tied up, a ball was curled on the top of her head, and on her earlobe was a small dark green heart stud.

She doesn't have bangs, and the wound on her forehead can't be seen if you don't look closely.

Her skin, which had already been fair, was now almost transparent in the light.

Like the finest mutton fat white jade.

So a fingernail-sized mosquito bag in the middle of the cheek is particularly conspicuous.

Ling Xiao's eyelashes twitched, and his gaze fell.

She was wearing a loose short-sleeved T-shirt and black shorts, with a slightly swollen leg and tucked up at the hem of the trouser leg, looking like a bud, lined with white and long legs.

She also has a mosquito bag around her neck.

The limbs are also covered with sporadic mosquito packs.

Ling Xiao's throat rolled, he rarely had such a quiet opportunity to look at her.

But he still withdrew his hot gaze, and then raised his hand to grab the blanket on the sofa to cover Zhu Shan.

Zhu Shan was disturbed by this movement, pursed her lips, and then frowned.

Her small hand reached out from the blanket and went directly around her shoulder, grabbing the position of the right back shoulder with great purpose.

Ling Xiao immediately grabbed her hand.

Zhu Shan moved twice uncomfortably, and then slowly lifted her eyelids.

Her vision was trance-like, unfocused, and she blinked several times.

She stared at Ling Xiao for two seconds, her eyes gradually widened, and she lowered her eyes to look at her holding hand, and her scalp went numb.

Then he asked in a dumb voice, "Y-What are you doing?" ”

"Do you want to have a scar?"

“？？？”

"Isn't the wound itchy?"

Zhu Shan thought for a few seconds before she reacted, and then withdrew her hand: "It's very itchy at night." ”

Ling Xiao stood up and took out an ointment after a while.

Zhu Shan had already sat up, looking at the blanket that was pushed around her waist in a daze.

She was still very sleepy, and she felt that her limbs had no strength at all, and only her eyelashes could tremble.

Ling Xiao squatted down and said in a light tone: "Turn around." ”

Zhu Shan heard this sentence many times, she didn't have any doubts, turned around slightly, and then lay on the coffee table weakly.

Ling Xiao pulled down her collar a little, and the wound was flesh red, which still looked obvious.

He gently applied her ointment.

With a cool touch, Zhu Shan's thoughts gradually returned.

She rested her chin on her arm, tilted her head slightly, and said in a slightly complaining tone: "I haven't taken a shower yet." ”

Ling Xiao pointed his fingers: "Then I'll apply it to you again later." ”

Saying this, Zhu Shan acquiesced to the interruption of this application, and waited for her to finish taking a shower before applying.

She was holding on to the floor and was about to stand up, and her arms were pressed and she sat down with her buttocks.

"Paint it now, lest you scratch it."

Zhu Shan: "......"

"Mosquito bags can also be applied to relieve itching."

Zhu Shan lay on the coffee table again and let out a lazy "oh".

In June, the column group wanted to make time for "promoting the new countryside", so it became idle.

During this period, Zhu Shan frequently thought of Fang Xinnuo.

But she knew very well that if Fang Xinnuo was unwilling to resist, she would have a heart to save people.

In her spare time, she could only look through Yang Maoxue's interview materials over and over again, trying to see if she could help Fang Xinnuo from other aspects.

After watching it several times, she felt that Yang Maoxue was a contradictory person who ordinary people could not understand.

How can anyone do a good deed at the risk of their own lives, but then commit an abusive act towards their own wife at home?

She remembered what her aunt said about the performative personality, but this performance is too much, right?

Just to create a good image, take your life to do good deeds?

The more I think about it, the more I can't understand it.

Zhu Shan suddenly thought of her aunt's research over the years, so she asked for a lot of research materials on psychology, personality, and human nature.

It also happened that she was looking at a text message with an unsaved phone number inserted into her phone.

[I'm Fang Xinnuo, I ask you to help me, don't reply to messages! ] 】

Zhu Shan's heart suddenly raised her throat.

Fang Xinnuo is willing to resist?