Wen Lin and Jiang You looked at each other, and at that moment, Jiang You had a strange illusion in his heart.
That is, the child in front of him can actually communicate with him... spiritually.
Because what Wen Lin said was so shocking, Jiang You still hadn't recovered, "So before that, you and Wen Ling were always on guard against me?"
"That's right."
Wen Lin nodded, "We have always regarded you as an enemy, but not anymore from this moment on. That's why I personally came to take back the bug on you."
Jiang You's heart was in turmoil, as if someone had dropped a bomb, and the aftermath was still echoing in his chest. He murmured to Wen Lin, "You are a child, how could you..."
"I heard it all."
Wen Lin did not dodge, but simply stated all of Jiang You's crimes, "Although I didn't see the picture clearly, I can restore everything through reasoning and imagination."
"Has it been restored?"
"Well, it has been restored. Jiang You, you are a murderer. You strangled your mother Zeng Hong to death with your own hands. All the pain my mother suffered in the past was returned to her."
Wen Lin stretched out his little finger and pointed at his temple and said, "Is my reasoning wrong?"
Jiang You shook his head, "You are not wrong, you are just too calm."
How come they don't look like five-year-old children at all?
Who is it in this world and what kind of transformation has been done to them?
That's why it becomes like this...
"Logic can take you from A to B, imagination can take you anywhere in the world."
Wen Lin spoke in a coherent manner, not like a five-year-old child at all, "This is a classic saying of Einstein."
Imagine.
He is full of imagination and creation about too many sinful things in the world.
Jiang You pursed his lips, "If possible, I would rather you remain a child who is ignorant of the world."
"Ignorance is sometimes a kind of cruelty, so I have accepted that I am like this now."
Wen Lin even comforted Jiang You. The child stretched out his hand and tugged on his sleeves and said, "Sometimes I can play the role of Detective Conan. Isn't it good to use the face of a child to hide the truth from others?"
Just like when we commit a crime—maybe no one knows about it.”
No one knows.
Is this also hinting at Jiang You's behavior?
Jiang You's eyes darkened, "Isn't that why they trained you to do this kind of thing?"
"Maybe this is one of the thousands of reasons."
Wen Lin's tone became cheerful and lively, "Nothing compared to Jiang You. Compared to the adults who injected liquid into our bodies before, your presence is no longer enough to scare us, or in other words, make me feel friendly."
Jiang You unconsciously followed Wen Lin's footsteps, and Wen Lin said as he walked, "There are too many damn people in this world. You are the first person to execute us. Putting aside all political correctness, I
Thank you very much. If it hadn't been for you, maybe Wen Ling and I would have done it. At that time, how would others evaluate us, two young murderers? Would they say we were cruel, would they say we were scary?
Before that, we had obviously suffered so many unfair treatments, but it seemed that the moment we deprived others of their lives, all the mercy that should have belonged to us was taken back by them."
Wen Lin was very sarcastic when he said this, as if he was trying hard to hurt someone with his words.
Or maybe it is this world that leaves bruises after being stabbed. "I understand now that people sympathize with the weak who have no power to restrain themselves - not the weak who have the power to fight back. You understand me.
What do you mean? Our conscience is worthless, and their pity is equally worthless. It’s not really pity for us at all, it’s just top-down, high-level charity.”
Once it is discovered that the person has the strength to go back and fight, this sense of recognition of their injustice will disappear.
You must be humble to the end in order to be cherished by the world.
Wen Lin would think of these things in his little mind. Jiang You was shocked, but after the shock, he felt distressed. The man didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "You and Wen Lin are still young, so don't do some things."
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Jiang You paused and then said, "Your hands must not be dirty."
This time it was Wen Lin's turn to stop halfway and turned to look at his father.
He can't tell Jiang You yet that he is his son.
My father, maybe you are a nightmare to my mother, but the irony is that the moment you became a devil in the eyes of others, you became our god.
It turns out that justice and kindness are opposed to us from beginning to end.
Wen Lin smiled and said to Jiang, "Would you like to send me home? I sneaked out to see you alone. Wen Lin is responsible for keeping Mommy at home so she doesn't notice that I'm not here."
This was the first time Wen Lin asked Jiang You. Jiang You narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Lin for a while and said, "Let's go, Xu Ou is almost here in his car."
Ten minutes later, Xu Ou drove the car in front of the two of them. When he got out of the car, he saw Wen Lin. Xu Ou even said hello warmly, "Hey, young man."
Xu Ou is a good old man. Wen Lin had heard about this from Wen Wen before, so he called him obediently. Then Jiang You became a little unhappy and said, "You can take a taxi and I will drive him back."
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Xu Ou stood there and pointed at himself, "I just want to give you a car for my love."
Jiang You raised his eyebrows, "What if that's not the case?"
Xu Ou clasped his hands on his chest and said like a big baby, "Then I'm not happy anymore, I want to sit behind your car too!"
The veins on Jiang You's forehead were jumping, "Why, how about I take you back on the way at night?"
Xu Ou said, "That's not impossible."
"I'll give you a ride on the horse—"
Jiang You raised his hand and made a move to hit someone. Xu Ou immediately held his head and said, "Aren't you kidding me? Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable losing your loved one. I'm not trying to tease you."
"You're teasing me, you're irritating me."
Jiang You directly picked up Wen Lin from the ground and put him into his arms in a straight man's manner, "Also, I'm not feeling uncomfortable. Don't think of me as fragile."
Xu Ou choked, "It seems to be true..."
"Oh right."
Jiang said, "The coffin Wen Wen ordered for her can be used together for the burial."
Xu Ou said cautiously, "It's all burned, so there's no need for... a coffin."
"I bought it from Wen Rou and must use it."
Jiang You was like an emperor issuing an imperial edict, devoid of humanity, "Scatter the ashes inside, spread them flat, and then put them in the tomb."
"..." This is really a joke from hell. Xu Ou held up his little sweetheart and said, "Amitabha, if I work with you, I will go to hell if I die in the future, Mr. Jiang."
"I've already gone to bed."
Jiang You chuckled, "What's wrong with hell? I have many more buddies in hell than in heaven!"
Lu Ji and Xia also sneezed twice inexplicably at home.
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Wen Wen heard the doorbell and when she went out to open the door, she found Wen Lin standing outside the door.
"When did you sneak out? Good boy - do you want to be taught a lesson by mommy..." Halfway through her words, Wen Wenwen was stunned because a Jiang You walked out of the dark night and stood behind Wen Lin.
Facing Jiang You, she didn't know what expression to put on for a moment.
The woman who came back to her senses immediately hugged her son behind her, "Why did you send Wen Lin back?"
Wen Lin blinked and looked at Jiang You, asking Jiang You to make up an excuse quickly, so Jiang You could only scratch his head and squeeze out a dry sentence through his teeth - "I will take him...
Internet cafe, playing games..."
"You are such a big man and you still steal my child from my house?!"
Hearing this, Rou Wen immediately raised her eyebrows and scolded Jiang You, "Forget it that the child is still young. You are an adult, why are you still doing this? Take him to an Internet cafe to play games? He is only five years old - just take him
He goes to a place like that, not to mention there is no computer at home, Jiang You, don’t go too far!"
Jiang You was being scolded by tenderness, but at the same time he felt warm in his heart. For some reason, he had been wandering outside for too long. Neither Zeng Hong nor Jiang Zhen had given him a "home" for a moment.
feeling.
But standing at the door of Wen Wen's house, being scolded by her like this, Jiang You felt that he had suddenly become weak.
It was as if I suddenly had human feelings.
He said, "Just think that I stole the child..."
Wen Wenwen was so anxious that she protected Wen Lin behind her, "Although I can't remember the specific grudge dispute between you and me, I tell you that the child is innocent, and we have a grudge to settle the score - don't
Take those things to the child, and if anything happens, come at me!"
Jiang You opened his eyes slightly when he heard Wen Wen's words.
She seems to have changed a lot, but yet it seems like she hasn't changed at all.
It’s still the same gentleness that can be held up by one person even if the sky falls.
In the past, she lost everything in his marriage, including herself, and she never blamed anyone else.
Jiang You's mind was in chaos, and he lost all the energy and fearlessness he had when facing Jiang Zhen before, "Then...that's fine. If I come to you, um, do you want to go to an Internet cafe with me to play games -"
Wen Wen said "Huh?" and then looked at Jiang You with a fool's eyes for several seconds. During those seconds, Jiang You was really regretful and scolded himself in his mind for saying such embarrassing things with such an unsatisfactory mouth.
I've thought about where to bury it.
Finally, the woman closed the door expressionlessly.
Jiang You lay directly on the door like a piece of noodles, lying limply. It was over. Wen Wenwen must have thought that he was a huge fool.
Suddenly the door opened again.
Jiang You was stunned, a small hand stretched out from inside, hooked at him, and then stuffed something into his sleeve.
"Call me when you play games from now on."
As if he had established an exclusive password, Wen Lin's voice came through the door, and he waved his little hand again, "If you want to play games, just click this and I will receive the signal. Bye Jiang You."