In Zhang Hang's memory before the age of sixteen, Zhao Xiaolian's presence has always been very thin. From childhood to adulthood, Zhang Qiming was the one who took care of him and educated him, and Zhang Hang himself had a good relationship with his father. He also felt a little strange when he was a child. After all, children are dependent on their mothers. Many times he wanted to hug and kiss his mother, but Zhao Xiaolian's reaction was very cold. Zhang Hang was also lost when he was a child. Sometimes he would go to his father to cry when he was wronged by his mother. Zhang Qiming was a father who was very good at educating his children. When Zhao Xiaolian didn't care, he would educate Zhang Hang according to his own ideas. I won't speak ill of Zhao Xiaolian, but just tell Zhang Hang that everyone expresses their feelings differently. It's not that my mother doesn't love Hanghang, but that my mother is colder.
Over time, Zhang Hang also accepted the setting that my mother was cold. He neither hates his mother nor grows crooked, but thrives as always, and respects Zhao Xiaolian as well. But no matter what, after a long time, the presence of this mother in his heart is bound to be diluted.
What really made Zhang Hang know about Zhao Xiaolian was the hysterical half-year career after the divorce. He saw with his own eyes how Zhao Xiaolian was making a fuss in the small house, and how he was making trouble in Zhang Jianguo, trying to destroy other people's marriages. At that time, Zhang Hang, who was in adolescence, hated Zhao Xiaolian. Because of this hatred, Zhao Xiaolian in his heart was a hideous person, someone who would hurt and abandon himself.
When he received the phone call from Zhao Xiaolian, he was panicking and fearing that he recalled the painful half year. The feeling of being abandoned was like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of it at all. Fortunately, with Lu Chengye, he was able to successfully walk out of the shadows, and at this time, he could calmly face Zhao Xiaolian from the perspective of a bystander, to observe this mother he had never really understood.
Perhaps it was the blood connection between mother and son, Zhao Xiaolian's behavior was not bad as Zhang Hang expected; Zhao Xiaolian's personality at this time was no different from what Zhang Hang expected.
"Hanghang... your eyes, woo..." Zhao Xiaolian had tears in her eyes, her voice whimpered, and there was indescribable distress in her words.
Zhang Hang's expression was very flat, and what he said was different from the usual mean: "It's been nine years since you were blind, so it's too late for you to cry now."
Zhao Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, but she immediately continued to say with a face of remorse: "At that time... you know, Hanghang, at that time my mother had a really difficult life. Zhang Qiming and I divorced, and I had no income. And Zhang Jianguo, the beast, I don't even recognize my own son, and the woman in his family has beaten me so badly that I can't live in the open market. Mom... Mom didn't do it on purpose. Mom had no choice but to leave because she was afraid of hurting you. "
Last resort? Zhang Hang was actually not angry at this time, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. It's so interesting, she lost her underage and blind son, and sold the only house that could keep out the wind and rain, how could she say such a last resort now? What a face!
Zhang Hang found that he really has no sad feelings now. If you care, you will be sad, but when you really don't care, standing in the position of a bystander will only be shocked by this woman's opinion and face.
Although it was disgusting, but for Lu Chengye, and for himself to be able to put aside the past and bravely move towards the future, the play still had to go on.
Zhang Hang endured the urge to vomit, and after a moment of silence, he said expressionlessly, "It was really not easy for you back then."
Zhao Xiaolian's face was stained with joy, she knew that this child was soft-hearted from childhood to adulthood, how could she not forgive her biological mother. Blood is thicker than water, and relatives will be forgiven for their mistakes.
So she continued her emotional offensive against Zhang Hang, and her expression became more and more shadowy, but Zhang Hang was as indifferent as always. Lu Chengye, who was watching secretly from the side, really couldn't bear it anymore. A simple child like Hanghang can't act at all. The show will only wear out.
He couldn't bear it any longer. Ever since Zhang Hang became his person, Lu Chengye would not endure what happened to Hang Hang, and he could be unscrupulous. So he left his position and strode directly to Zhang Hang's side, his palms pressed on Zhang Hang's shoulders from behind him, with a possessive look, he condescendingly despised Zhao Xiaolian.
After all, he was a person in a high position. As soon as Lu Chengye showed his aura, there was a feeling that this quiet little restaurant could not accommodate this great god. He stood behind Zhang Hang as if there was a towering mountain. Zhao Xiaolian immediately pulled back the tears that hung in the corners of his eyes. His sense of existence was shrinking, as if he wanted to find a corner to squat.
Looking at Zhao Xiaolian's expression with satisfaction, Lu Chengye bent down slightly, approached Zhang Hang intimately, and asked in a hoarse voice in his ear, "Who is this old lady?"
Zhang Hang: "..."
Lu Chengye's forceful aura seemed to Zhang Hang as if a big dog was beside him begging for attention. Lu Chengye's possessive behavior was the same as when the big black tyrant was beside him back then, and Xiao Ren was not allowed to touch him. look exactly the same. And the old lady... Thinking of Zhao Xiaolian's well-kept face, Zhang Hang suddenly wanted to laugh.
As soon as his mood changed, his expression could no longer hold. Zhang Hang's facial lines softened involuntarily. When talking about Zhao Xiaolian, his tone became better. He patted Lu Chengye's arm and said in a condoning tone: "What are you talking about, this is my mother... But I'm so old, she should be not too young. She has passed the menopause, right? It's nothing to be called an old lady."
Zhao Xiaolian: "…"
She gave birth to Zhang Hang at the age of 20, and now she is only forty-five, forty-five, forty-five! And she was well maintained. Now a man like Lu Chengye in his late thirties would call her eldest sister at most, but now someone calls her old lady
It's a pity that under Lu Chengye's eyes that seemed to be looking at ants, she couldn't express her anger at all, and she could only reduce her sense of existence.
"Oh." Lu Chengye didn't mean to take care of Zhang Hang's mother at all. He put his arms around Zhang Hang and said, "You came out with me behind your back, just to meet such an unimportant person?"
Zhang Hang's heart blossomed with joy, but he had to use a non- (loving) and naïve (drowned) tone: "How can it be irrelevant, she is my mother."
"Yeah." Lu Chengye nodded to indicate that he knew, but he didn't give Zhao Xiaolian any respect, and still put his arms around Zhang Hangdao, "I know, it's an old lady whose face is covered with powder, and she can drop white ashes when she walks."
Zhang Hang: "..."
His face was full of doting, "I really can't do anything about you", but in order to act, he had to give Zhao Xiaolian some face, Zhang Hang obediently tugged at the corner of Lu Chengye's shirt: "That... I can't see it."
"But can you smell the pungent smell of that cheap perfume? Isn't it uncomfortable to stay with her for so long?" Seeing Zhang Hang's expression, Lu Chengye liked it so much that he couldn't help pinching his chin. " I'm afraid that it will irritate your nose and you will be reluctant to use scented toiletries. Basically, there are only original handmade soaps. Did she spray herself into a low-quality counter today to smoke you? The old lady looks like an old lady."
Lu Chengye was full of opinions on Zhao Xiaolian. When he was a dog, he had to suffer from being unable to speak. Now he finally had a chance to ridicule his skill points, and he would not respect the old, love the young and respect women at all.
Zhang Hang really had no choice but to stand up and hold Lu Chengye's hand, and said to Zhao Xiaolian, "That's it for today, you can see that I'm doing well, as for you... It's probably life if you can make up like this. Not bad. Since they are both good, let's not disturb each other's lives."
After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Xiaolian to answer, she took Lu Chengye and left. Lu Chengye was in a good mood when Zhang Hang took the initiative to hold his hand instead of holding the dog leash. He followed Zhang Hang with happiness on his face, and didn't let go until he got into the car.
The driver was Baixiyu, and for two consecutive car accidents, Lu Chengye might not plan to drive for a while.
There was an outsider in the car, Zhang Hang, who couldn't say anything. It wasn't until he got home and entered the room that he couldn't help beating Lu Chengye: "You have messed up all the plans."
Lu Chengye squeezed Zhang Hang's chin lightly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Look at the expression on your face when you saw Zhao Xiaolian just now. If you want to make yourself so wronged, I would rather not plan it."
Zhang Hang's heart softened, he hugged Lu Chengye's waist from behind, and said softly, "But when I saw you, I was very happy. My big black will never let me be wronged."
"It's good to know," Mr. Lu nodded with satisfaction, "so your plan needs to be changed, and it's not a plan to keep yourself frustrated."
"No," Zhang Hang shook his head and said, "It's almost there."
Lu Chengye glanced at Zhang Hang and waited for him to explain, Zhang Hang did not live up to his expectations, and whispered his guess beside him. After all, he is a lawyer, and he has been exposed to many cases, which is different from that of Lu Chengye. Mr. Lu's ability in the business world is unparalleled, but the sensitivity of the case is not comparable to that of Zhang Hang, who has devoted himself to understanding the law and people's psychology over the years.
"Could it be him?" After listening to Zhang Hang's analysis, Lu Chengye showed a thoughtful expression.
"Never leave ten," Zhang Hang nodded, holding Lu Chengye's hand tightly and said, "Don't be sad."
"There's nothing to be sad about," Lu Chengye shook his head, "I didn't have a deep relationship, and the other party wanted my life first. I just didn't expect it, I thought he didn't care about these family properties."
Zhang Hang listened hard to Lu Chengye's voice and found that he really only heard a trace of loss but not much sadness. He finally calmed down and put his head on Lu Chengye's shoulder.
Hearing Lu Chengye's voice when he was coping with Zhao Xiaolian bored, there was a sudden feeling of flowers blooming, and the whole atrium brightened.
The world has you, there is light; the world has you, there is color.