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Chapter 139 No real empathy (1)

When he was so rational, it was at this critical moment. Zhong Lin thought that he needed to help the boss explain, "In fact, these things are not what the outside world described. Mr. Huo is also very unfair."

Yu Xiuxiu hummed: "What wrong is he wrong?"

Zhong Lin sighed, briefly explained the situation when Huo Zhongnan's parents passed away, and said with some meaning: "Each of us is just standing at a moral high point to look at other people's stories. We are not him, we have not experienced his experience... we have no right to accuse him."

Yu Xiuxiu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Zhong Lin also said: "He was only fifteen years old that year. What did a 15-year-old boy know? Moreover, he and Miss Xu were not close to each other, and he did not verbally agree to the marriage. He could not say that he used the other party. What was the Xu family willing to do for him? Is it not for the benefit to drive or for the greater benefit of themselves? Why did they become so great? They took over a teenage child, so that they could stand at the peak of power and then do whatever they wanted, and how did they become victims? What qualifications do they have to accuse others of immorality?"

Yu Xiuxiu glanced at him, "You open your mouth, it's amazing."

Zhong Lin: "Excessive award."

He stroked his arm and sighed faintly, "I have been with Mr. Huo for so long. I can see clearly what kind of person he is. He has been with Miss Xu for more than ten years and has no private contact at all. According to normal logic, isn't he a friend? Who would have thought of fulfilling the engagement? The Qing Dynasty has perished, Miss."

Yu Xiuxiu admitted that he made sense.

But my psychology is still confusing.

"He didn't deny it, and even in front of my father. Isn't this just acknowledgement? You also said that after so many years, if he didn't want to fulfill his engagement, why didn't he explain it to others as soon as possible?"

Zhong Lin glanced at her and said nothing.

Yu Xiuxiu felt that his eyes were a little strange.

"You say, keep finding reasons for him."

"I don't have to find a reason." Zhong Lin looked at her and suddenly stood up, "Come with me."

Yu Xiuxiu looked at him suspiciously, and saw him walking towards the window in the corridor, and walked over with a hum, "Don't pretend to be a fool with me, don't think that you are hurt and I can't deal with you."

Zhong Lin was amused and crying.

"Miss, don't you look serious when I look at me?"

Yu Xiuxiu looked at his face, "What do you want to do?"

Zhong Lin pushed open the window with one hand and looked out, "Look, what floor is this?"

Yu Xiuxiu frowned strangely: "What does it mean?"

Zhong Lin turned around and said, "What are you asking?"

Yu Xiuxiu didn't have to look at it, and he knew, "I came up from the elevator, little brother. This is the fifth floor."

Zhong Lin asked: "Is it high?"

Yu Xiuxiu raised his eyebrows, "Not high."

Zhong Lin: "What if you want to jump from here? Is it tall?"

“…”

What do you care about?

Yu Xiuxiu really wants to beat him up.

But this person is a wounded person.

"Can you not change the subject? Are we talking about this question?"

"It's the same problem." Zhong Lin sniffed the special smell of disinfectant in the hospital, looked at the white coat passing through the corridor, and smiled bitterly.

"If a person lives a difficult life and doesn't even want his life, he is always thinking about how to die. Do you think he will still care about an old engagement from more than ten years ago? Hum?"

Yu Xiuxiu was shocked.

Don't want life anymore?

Thinking about how to die at any time?

Yu Xiuxiu looked at Zhong Lin in disbelief.

"The person you are talking about is...he?"

Zhong Lin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "That's right, it's him."

Yu Xiuxiu was stunned on the spot, his heart felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow. Seeing Zhong Lin unable to move his sight for a long time, she wanted to find some jokes or lies on Zhong Lin's face, but he was too serious, and his expression was more solemn than when Yu Xiuxiu saw him.

"Impossible, are you lying to me?"

Yu Xiuxiu murmured to himself, unwilling to believe it.

"Why did he want to die?"

"I didn't lie to you." Zhong Lin stared in her eyes, "He has been depressed for many years, and Wu Liang... is his psychologist."

Wu Liang?

The relationship structure in Yu Xiuxiu's mind suddenly became clear.

...Last time, he used Zhong Lin's mouth to introduce her to Wuliang Clinic to help her?

This fool.

Yu Xiuxiu remembered the man who was still in the emergency room and had an unknown life and death. His eyes were so irritating and his throat was so fucked. "Why can't he think it out? He is young, rich, and has a great appearance... How many good things that people can't ask for are all possessed by him..."

Zhong Lin smiled.

"If all this is exchanged with your parents, do you want to exchange it?"

Yu Xiuxiu opened her mouth wide and shook her head.

"So, is it because of the reason why the parents left?"

"Not necessarily." Zhong Lin sighed and said, "I asked Wu Liang that his condition is quite complicated. Moreover, he was not willing to open his heart to communicate with Wu Liang before."

Yu Xiuxiu: "Can't it be cured?"

Zhong Lin paused and looked at Yu Xiuxiu deeply, "If a person is determined to give up on himself, who can save him? He has been too difficult for years. I also..." It was too difficult. Zhong Lin swallowed the second half of the sentence slowly.
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