“In order to start a law firm, I have suffered too much over the years, but when I worked hard and painstakingly to achieve the goal I wanted to achieve, I realized that this was not what I wanted. Yes. I'm not happy, and I don't feel like I'm living a good life. And Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu is not happy either. I suddenly don't know what I have been doing all these years." Wang Yaxin continued.

"You... you... still hate him?" Fang Zhiqiang asked after hesitation.

"Hate? If he appeared in front of me now, I would kill him without hesitation." Wang Yaxin gritted his teeth.

Fang Zhiqiang looked at Wang Yaxin, lit a cigarette again, and said slowly: "Actually, there is really no need. Let him let the past things go, and hatred will only make him You have been in pain and can't extricate yourself. The person who is punished by hatred is not the other person, but yourself. For someone who is not worthy of your memory, don't even hate him. You should let him go and start your life again."

After listening to Fang Zhiqiang’s words, Wang Yaxin smiled miserably, then shook her head and said: “If you have never experienced this kind of thing, you will not understand. Some things can never be let go. They are unforgettable.”

Hearing this, Fang Zhiqiang just smiled helplessly. Only he knows whether he has experienced it or not. The injuries he has suffered are not much less than Wang Yaxin.

“You haven’t said what your dream was when you were a child?” Wang Yaxin obviously didn’t want to talk about it anymore and asked Fang Zhiqiang with a smile.

　"Me? I had many ideals when I was a child. When I was the youngest, my ideal was to become a driver."

　"Driver? Your ideal is too..." Wang Yaxin was a little surprised.

"This ideal is too low-level, isn't it? My first ideal was indeed to become a driver, but that was my ideal when I was very young. I was still very young at that time, and , our village was very poor, and there were no cars at all. One time, a car suddenly drove into the village, a jeep, a very old-fashioned jeep, which was the special car of the mayor of our township. He drove here It was the driver of the township chief who came to the village to ask the village chief about something. That was the first time I saw a car in real life. At that time, all the children in the village and many adults gathered around to watch, and they were very envious. The driver was so handsome. I will always remember the action of closing the door of the underground car, so I dreamed at that time that it would be great if one day I could also become a driver. This is my first ideal, which is similar to your ideal of becoming a barrister. Huge difference, right? But I have many ideals. When I reached the age of ten, my ideal became the village chief."

"Village chief? Why the village chief? "Wang Yaxin was very curious.

　“Let’s not talk about this. I’m embarrassed to say it. "Fang Zhiqiang said awkwardly.

"Is there anything else that you are embarrassed to say? Let’s talk, I can’t fall asleep even if I’m chatting. "Wang Yaxin said with a smile.

"At that time, in my eyes, the village chief was the most powerful and awesome person in the world. Our village chief was very awesome at that time. Whoever pays the agricultural tax will have to pay the same amount of agricultural tax. If you don't pay it, you can take people to your house to get things, and the pigs can be dragged away directly. No one in the village dares to say no to what he says. Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is one thing. At that time... there was a little aunt in our village. She was just married. She was very beautiful and juicy. She was fine with us. Kids always like to wander near her house just to see her more. But then I heard that the village chief… directly slept with this aunt, and her husband didn’t dare to say no. I was shocked at the time, and then I realized that it turned out that The driver is not the most awesome person, the village chief is. At least the driver doesn't dare to sleep with his aunt. I just thought that if I could become the village chief, I could..."

"What else? Can I also sleep with the little wife in the village? Look at you, you only have so much potential. "Wang Yaxin was scolding, but she kept laughing.

Fang Zhiqiang was very embarrassed, and he laughed and said: "I was still young at that time, what do teenagers know? But then my ideal became bigger, I want to be a..."

The two sat there chatting enthusiastically, chatting very happily, and Wang Yaxin's laughter could be heard from time to time. The two of them really seemed to have amnesia and completely forgot what had happened before.

The two chatted very late that day until about three o'clock in the morning. Finally, Fang Zhiqiang Instead of sleeping on the bed at Wang Yaxin's house, she chose to sleep on the sofa in the living room. Wang Yaxin called Fang Zhiqiang. When she saw Fang Zhiqiang insisting on sleeping on the sofa, and what happened before, both of them were not good. He insisted, so Wang Yaxin brought Fang Zhiqiang out with a quilt, and let Fang Zhiqiang sleep on the sofa.

Early the next morning, before Wang Yaxin and her son got up, Fang Zhiqiang After leaving Wang Yaxin's house, he had breakfast outside and then went to the company to work again.

Soon after arriving at the company, the first thing Fang Zhiqiang did was to pay out the commission. This time the commission was paid out. , Fang Zhiqiang paid out all of his salary last month and the bonus from Wang Xia he received yesterday. After the payment, he only had a total of two hundred and fifty yuan left with him. Thinking of the two hundred and fifty yuan Fang Zhiqiang was angry at the numbers and went outside the mall to buy a pack of cigarettes. Even if he had no money, Fang Zhiqiang would not want to be a 250 person, because in fact, he thought he was a 250 person in his heart. In this worldWho spends their own money to do things for the company? What is this if it's not two hundred and fifty?

At noon that day, when Fang Zhiqiang was about to order a box lunch, he received a call from Lao Bi.

"Lao Bi, are you a bastard like you? It's such a big holiday, you forgot about me when you got your mother-in-law, right? Yesterday, it was such a big holiday that you didn't even call me. One." Fang Zhiqiang cursed after taking the phone.

"Where are you, Qiangzi? Come out and have a drink at noon." Lao Bi's voice was a little deep.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, feeling something was wrong with Lao Bi, and asked directly: "What's wrong? What are you doing? I work overtime at the company."

"Okay, I'll come over to you and have a drink with me at noon." Lao Bi said calmly.

　"Hey, hey, hey...what's wrong with you? You look like you're about to die."

"Let's talk about it later during dinner. I'll drive there now. Looking for you." After finishing speaking, Lao Bi hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zhiqiang muttered while holding his cell phone.