In a warm embrace, let him have a silent sob.

After the winter break, Lin Jian entered the second semester of his sophomore year of high school and entered a comprehensive review phase.

Standing in front of a watershed in her life, next year's college entrance exams will make even Xu Yang, who is as scatterbrained as she is and cares nothing about anything, try to make sure she attends her classes as much as possible.

Not to mention Lin Jian, who never lets up.

In the middle of the class, Xu Yang held up the weekly test papers and wailed, "I've been suffering from math for a long time!" Then he asked Lin Jian, "God Lin, I really want to interview you, as a former national Olympiad seeded athlete, what level do we belong to in your eyes?"

Lin Jian did not have the self-consciousness of being the "God of Learning" in the eyes of others, and folded the paper with a perfect score of 150 with a calm demeanor, and said, "Just play normally."

"......" Xu Yang frowned in confusion, always feeling humiliated but unable to find proof.

At the end of fifth period in the morning, the bell rang and the class rushed to the cafeteria, Xu Yang asked Lin Jian in a low voice, "Come to my place together?"

Xu Yang has been a part-time model for more than a year, and is on the verge of becoming a new generation of internet celebrity, so this semester she said goodbye to her old apartment and moved into a new one.

Lin Jian frowned at the newly received message on his cell phone and thought for a moment, "No, I'll warm up your room another day, I'm going out."

"Okay." Xu Yang is not reluctant, "I newly rented this house environment and so on everywhere is good, but is far away, noon time is short, tossing a trip is really a bit rushed ...... Hey, why don't I just change my ways and eat with the cafeteria later."

"That's right!" Gao Chongfan in the front row just heard this sentence and turned to Xu Yang and said, "What's wrong with eating in the cafeteria, at least it's convenient... Go, go, go, the heart is not as good as the action... Brothers will take you with me to enjoy the light of the righteous path!"

The rest of the group motored toward the cafeteria, and Lin Jian waited until they were gone before rising from his seat without a hitch, putting on his jacket, and heading out the door.

In the early spring at the end of March, when it is still dry and cold in the north, Lin Jian, who is tall and long-legged, walks quickly to the western restaurant next to the school.

The waiter standing at the door pulled the door open for him attentively, Lin Jian walked into the hall, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the man sitting by the window.

Wen Ning still has a sharp short hair, wearing a black knitted cashmere with a long bustier dress of the same color and a burgundy square scarf tied around her neck, the whole person is competent and temperament.

The black cashmere coat was slung over the back of the chair next to her, and when she saw Lin Jian come in, she subconsciously stood up, smiled, and waved at him with a shake of her hand.

Lin Jian walked over with no expression and called out "Mr. Wen" as a greeting before pulling out a chair and sitting down.

Wen Ning's smile was warm and proper, a gentleness that really only seemed to be revealed unconsciously when dealing with students she admired; she took the menu from the waiter and handed it to Lin Jian, saying, "Order first, and let's talk while we eat."

Lin Jian lost his appetite and took the ordering ipad in silence, casually ordered himself a cheese baked noodle and a soda, and handed the menu over again.

Wen Ning frowned slightly and said rather disapprovingly, "It's the time to grow, why do big boys eat so little." Saying so, he helped him add another steak and a salmon salad.

Lin Jian did not comment, the two ordered food, both silent again.

Wen Ning took a sip of lemonade and was the first to break the uncomfortable atmosphere, taking the initiative to say, "This year's selection for the OU national team is over, and we're going to play in the international league in July."

Lin Jian looked at the checkered pattern on the tablecloth, didn't even raise his eyes, and gave a nonchalant "hmm".

He was disinterested, but Wen Ning seemed unfazed, picking up, "Frankly, if you hadn't applied to quit at the time, there would have been a spot for you in the International League."

Lin Jian hooked the corner of his lips and didn't say anything.

Wen Ning sighed, reticent for a long time, or drummed up a little courage, asked, "I went back to the United Kingdom in September this year, and I still have half a year's free time left in China, I mean if ......" she paused for a few seconds, and then her tone became a little bit cautious. "Have you ever considered studying abroad? With your talent and grades, even the top world-famous schools-"

"No." Lin Jian slowly lifted her eyelids and interrupted her with a flat tone, "I don't want to go abroad or study abroad, I just want to stay in China, go to a good university and then graduate and work."

Wen Ning was stunned, his eyes fell on Lin Jian's face, as if he wanted to see all the thoughts of the young man in front of him under the cool brows, half a moment, she spoke softly with a slight sense of urgency: "It shouldn't be like this ...... You have to have higher pursuits for yourself, more far-reaching goals, rather than being confined to the small world of the present. Instead of being confined to this small world at the moment, like ......"

"Like what?" Lin Jian suddenly asked.

Wen Ning knew that he had lost his words and his face became a little pale, but he frowned and did not answer.

But Lin Jian, not wanting to let her go, and annoyed by her irregular "concerns", said bluntly, "Are you trying to say that you shouldn't be like Lin Jianghe, or that you shouldn't be like that father of mine? "

Wen Ning holding the arm of the water cup shook hard for a moment, unwarranted coldness suddenly spread from the soles of the feet all over the body, she suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes flickered uncertainly, staring blankly at Lin Jian for a long time, her lips weng and for a long time, and finally squeezed out a bit of raspy voice: "...... you know it all. "

"Yeah." Lin Jian replied lightly, "I've known who you were since you first approached me last semester."

Even if Lin Jian is really as gifted and talented as she says he is, there are many students across the country who drop out of the competition every year for various reasons, so there is no need to bother the national team's special coordinator to come and interview him in person.

Coupled with Wen Ning's attitude during the meeting, his insistence on Lin Jian's contact information, and his subsequent concern and greetings over such a long period of time, all the answers point to a fact that is too clear to be true.

This is his birth mother.

Besides, there's one thing Lin Jian never told anyone--

He had seen a picture of the man in front of him when he was very, very young.

A photo with Lin Jianghe, the background should be the foothills of his hometown, the woman in the photo is very young, looks no more than twenty years old, wearing a very long twisted braid, although wearing a rustic and colorful red cotton jacket, but the indifference and sharpness in her eyes is the same as Wen Ning at this time.

It was the only photo Lin Jianghe took with this man, taken before Lin Jian was born, and on the day Lin Jianghe was buried, the photo was buried with him in the yellow earth.

Only, Lin Jian remembered that once Lin Jianghe had casually said that his birth mother's surname was Bai, not Ms. Wen in front of him at the moment.

Even if it has come to this sharp to the extreme situation, Wen Ning still managed to maintain the surface of the decency, just trembling hands and reddened eyes without mercy betrayed her state of mind at this time, a few seconds apart, she breathed deeply, said softly, "Lin Jian ...... To be honest I did not think that you really will be called this name, this name ...... is still the year I took."

"Really?" Lin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled meaninglessly, "You did leave me a name, so do I still have to say thank you?"

"Lin Jian ......" Wen Ning's voice lowered, trying his best to control his emotions as he spoke with difficulty, "Even though I know there's no real meaning to it, I still have to say to you, I'm sorry. "

"No need." Lin Jian crossed his fingers on the table, leaned over slightly, and indifferently said, "I just have one thing I'm more curious about, it's been so many years, what are you doing coming back to me again?"

Wen Ning shook his head, his voice had already brought an inconspicuous sobbing tone, "It's not just that I want to look for you, for so many years, I've always been very attached to you ...... I asked myself that I hadn't been sorry to your father, and I hadn't been sorry to the Lin family ...... but The only thing I am guilty of, is to you."

Wen Ning and Lin Jianghe's neighboring villages, Wen Ning just graduated from high school, suddenly met with changes in the family, the family's parents died early, leaving her with an unfinished external debt, the hardships of life hard down, originally even the straight spine will have to bend a little.

At the age of nineteen, when she was already desperate to pay off her debts, someone came to her door to propose marriage. She learned from the mouth of an aunt in the same village that Lin Jianghe was honest and loyal, and that although her family had four walls, she promised to help her pay off her debts, and after thinking about it for a night, she replied to the intermediary the next day and nodded her head to agree to the offer.

There was no ceremony, no marriage certificate, not even a decent table in the village entrance, nineteen-year-old Wen Ning wrapped himself in a bag containing three or two changes of clothes, and a large pile of books, walking on foot to the neighboring village of Lin family.

In the face of the man in front of her seven or eight years older, she said flatly, I have no feelings with you, and will not live with you for a long time, but at the moment you help me to pay off the debt, I can't owe you this favor, so the equivalent of exchange, you have any conditions can be mentioned.

The reticent man finished half a pack of cigarettes under the dim electric light, crushed out the last scarlet tip with his toe, and said, Then leave me a queen, have a child, and I won't stop you if you leave or stay afterward.

One shot.

She lived in the Lin family, for Lin Jiangyue family's blank stares and harsh criticism of the deaf ears, do not pay attention to, as hard as a stubborn stone, during the day Lin Jianghe go to the construction site to do the work, she will be silent to take care of all the things in the home, sweeping and washing and cooking, at night around the man to eat and then fall asleep, she climbed up through the dim light to take up textbooks, continue to study.

She was proud and strong by nature, and would never allow herself to be shackled by this four-cornered heaven and earth forever.

Soon after, she found out she was pregnant, but things went on as usual. The following summer, with a not-so-visible pregnant belly, she re-took the college entrance exam as a social worker, and in August of the same year, Lin Jian was born, and she received a letter of acceptance from an unfamiliar city in a faraway land.

Lin Jianghe knew that she would definitely leave, but she just didn't expect that this thin and stubborn woman could have such a hard bone that she would choose to leave when she hadn't even finished her monthly period.

Before she left, Lin Jianghe, in a rare move, said, "You are educated, leave a name for the child.

She stood at the edge of the bed, looked at the sleeping baby, and after a long silence, said, "Call Lin Jian.

Jane - bamboo disk also, may he four seasons verdant, can be proud of snow and frost.

Jane - Choice also, may he not be in a desperate situation and be able to follow his heart.

The memories are too long and painful, Wen Ning in the past smoke and dust back once, the original smooth posture has been collapsed: "Later, I successfully went to the university, double-degree in mathematics and English, and near graduation in an international sorority, met my husband ...... He was a math professor at a prestigious school in England, and he was one of the lead teachers at that fellowship."

Lin Jian had been listening to her account of the past in silence, and only then did he incline his head and let out a mouthful of cloudy air in a deep and slow voice.

"We have been in email contact, although he is nearly twenty years older than me, but his wife died early, and after graduation, he proposed to me, I said yes, and then later went to England to settle." Wen Ning nearly planes white, "But ...... I never forgot I had a son, and after all these years, I--"

"Only one?" Lin Jian cut off her words with an ironic tone, "You went abroad and didn't have another child with your second husband? Oh no, come to think of it, you and my father don't even have a marriage license, you should be counted as a first marriage."

"Lin Jian ......" Wen Ning pupils tightened, the pain in the bottom of his eyes was clear and straightforward, "Don't say that, okay? I know you blame me hate me can't forgive me, but I really ...... haven't forgotten you."

Lin Jian, stone-hearted, asked again, "No children?"

Wen Ning was stabbed to the point of pain, her face abruptly turned pale, and it was only then that the waiter's cart serving the food gave her a moment's respite.

Delicate platters were brought to the table one by one, but the two people sitting across the table did not move, after a long time, Wen Ning only raised his head, stroked the broken hair hanging down at his temples, and said mournfully, "There will be no more children, when my ...... body was damaged too severely, it is impossible to have children again. "

"So that's how it is." Lin Jian snorted emotionlessly, followed by a cold voice, "That was your own doing."

"I'm sorry I'm sorry ......" Wen Ning elegant and capable all no longer, can only repeat the apology in a pale, "I actually looked for you, some years ago I have also been to the original village, but around the people change A few years ago, I also went to the original village, but the people around the change a few crops, I do not recognize one, and finally listened to an old man in the village said, many years ago, the Lin family moved away, but moved to where it does not know ...... Lin Jian I'm sorry, you forgive mom--"

"Don't say that word." Lin Jian took a deep breath, suppressing the blood and pulsation that boiled and roared in his heart, and looked coldly at the woman in front of him who had long since snaked through her tears, "Don't ever mention that word, you don't deserve it."

So many years of exile and neglect, in effect, abandonment, even if at the time, it was a matter of destiny, but what about afterward? Why not come back to him in the first place when finally leaving no stone unturned to take the controllable destiny and future into your own hands? A few years ago? And what was the time before those first few years doing?

Don't say anything about always thinking about it, and don't use the guilty feelings as charity. As for Lin Jian, the "coming back" in Wen Ning's mouth is worthless, he is just the flower that needs to be embellished in her colorful life, and in the hard time when he is starving and cold and needs the warmth and heat the most, no one is there to be the piece of carbon for him to draw warmth from. He was just the flower that needed to be embellished in her colorful life.

Lin Jian's eyes sneered like awns as he asked, "The people in the same village only told you that the Lin family moved away, they didn't tell you why?"

Wen Ning was terrified in his teary eyes, "...... Why?"

Lin Jian smiles mockingly and recounts the most gory of facts in the flattest of tones, "I was given away by my great aunt's family because my dad died."

"How!" Wen Ning winced hard, shocked to the core for a moment, and subconsciously denied, "Impossible ......"

"Nothing is impossible." Lin Jian said, "But as you can see, I'm doing fine now, so your so-called searching, or owing and making up, is worthless to me, and you should have thought of this day when you left me and walked away-"

Lin Jian's eyes were cold, and he closed the case without pity: "Not all belated apologies are forgiven, and your presence here is as meaningless to me as your apology, except for the fact that it annoys me."

"That's not true!" Wen Ning finally lost control and leaned forward slightly, trying to grab Lin Jian's hands folded on the table, "Where were you sent? Was it for adoption or for sale? I'm your mom, I'm back, I can get your custody back! Let me make it up to you okay, Lin Jian you ......"

The outstretched hand fell empty, Lin Jian abruptly drew his hand away, stood up, and looked condescendingly at the pale woman, "Make up for it, custody? At that time, when you left, why didn't you think about the fact that you are someone else's mom?" Lin Jian suppressed her heavy breathing and said, "Besides, if you searched for so long and finally found out that I'm shit, a school dropout, uneducated, and no different from the dregs of society, then with Ms. Wen's current social status, would she still recognize me?"

"I will." Wen Ning, teary-eyed, whispered, "Whatever you are, you are my son."

"Then you are really not picky." Lin Jian said, "But I am very picky, you are willing to recognize a spiteful son, but I don't want a successful mother like you!"

Lin Jian said as he rounded the chair and strutted toward the door.

"Lin Jian!" Wen Ning shouted, rising suddenly to his back.

Lin Jian paused slightly in his steps, turned his head, calmed his heaving chest, and said, "A word of warning, don't try to bother my current family, or else you and I will be more than just strangers."

The implication was clear, Lin Jian did not stay any longer and pushed the door to leave.

It's amazing how the afternoon sun can be so cold that it doesn't have a trace of temperature.

Lin Jian walked along the pedestrian street, the roadside green belt grass and trees withered, looking around, the original vivid warm city like in a flash lost color.

Street traffic, traffic like weaving, he stood alone on the side of the road, like wandering in the midst of the world of rootless floating weeds.

Where is it going, where can it go?

Looking up, not far away from the CBD office buildings like a silent steel beast, open gray bloody mouth to be swallowed by the head, look down, the fork in the road in front of you is leading to the main road?

Where is this?

And what a world of light?

The shrill honking of the siren pulled him back to reality abruptly, and the dusty soot that came in his face choked him to the point that he coughed violently, and he bent over, gasping for breath at the side of the road, and then casually stopping a cab, reporting the address, and carrying a numb heart to be taken away by the car from this hustle and bustle of the place.

The cab stopped outside the office building's above-ground parking lot, and the cabbie said, "I'm sorry, I can't get in there, so you can get off here."

Lin Jian had no objection, took out his cell phone to scan the code to pay, got out of the car and took a step toward the door of the office building.

Entering the lobby, the guide lady at the front desk in professional attire stopped him very politely and asked with a smile, "May I ask which one you are looking for?"

"I ......" Lin Jian opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was as hoarse as if he had rubbed a handful of sand, he cleared his throat and said, "Please, I am looking for Shen Ke. "

As soon as these two came out of her mouth, the young lady looked at him with more than a little surprise and eccentricity, but still maintained a decent professional smile and asked, "May I ask if you have an appointment with Chairman Shen Shen?"

Lin Jian shook his head mechanically.

The young lady very politely but apologetically informed, "Sorry, you can't go up without an appointment, if it's convenient you can come over here to do a visitor registration, if there is something important, we will convey it to Chairman Shen assistant, and then we will arrange a time for you to meet."

Lin Jian was full of fatigue, he could not imagine that the person he could see every day when he went home, but at this time he had to go through a lot of trouble to see him, he sighed deeply and said in a low voice: "Please contact Song Zhi and say that I'm looking for Shen Ke", after a pause, he felt that he was making a funny statement, and added that. "My name is Lin Jian."

The guidance young lady's gaze grew more and more suspicious, but she gained a hint of valid information from the teenager's words - someone who could directly report Assistant Song's name would be of no small origin, so she didn't dare to slack off, walked over to the phone, and dialed the number.

Office building lobby people flow unceasingly, Lin Jian stood woodenly at the door and waited, probably after a few minutes time, the surrounding people's whispers ended abruptly, he raised his head sluggishly, only to see not far from the sign of the special elevator compartment door opened abruptly, Shen Ke steps like a meteorite out of the elevator entrance, towards him.

The hall was silent for a while, after all, he had never seen the scene of the big boss personally coming downstairs to pick up someone.

As Shen Ke came closer and closer, Lin Jian sensed that the blood flow in his body, which had already been frozen, was finally warming up slowly.

Shen Ke frowned slightly and walked over to Lin Jian, looking down at his face for a moment before asking nothing but whispering, "Come with me."

Lin Jian blinked and followed him into the elevator room.

The polished, shiny compartment doors closed, and the elevator was so quiet you could almost hear a heartbeat.

This is the second time in as many years that Lin Jian has set foot in Shen Ke's office.

The heavy glass door pushed open and he stepped inside with Shen Ke, standing with his head hanging slightly in the middle of the well-decorated but cold black and white and gray, like a bird with a broken wing that had lost its way.

Shen Ke didn't say anything and went to pour a glass of warm water first, while later coming over, patting Lin Jian's shoulder and lifting his chin at the sofa not far away, signaling him to say, "Sit over there and drink a glass of water first."

The force on his shoulder was very light, but Lin Jian's body shuddered, as if he had been taken out of an absurd and grotesque dream and plunged into the clear and bright world of reality.

Shen Ke saw that he stood still, only half a beat slower slowly raised his eyes to look at himself, and the moment he touched the teenager's eyes, the tip of his heart felt like it had been knocked by a heavy object, and abruptly diffused a short but sharp dull pain.

He actually saw the blood red in Lin Jian's eyes.

In the next second, the straight and upright teenager suddenly fell towards him, Shen Ke's eyebrows jumped, subconsciously reaching out to pick up, but Lin Jian just put his forehead against his shoulder, silently leaning against it.

Like a weary bird returning to the forest, like a duckweed searching for its roots, this embrace felt like the end of the world he had been searching for so long.

This is a vulnerability and dependence that Lin Jian has never shown outright since he was a child.

The large president's office is quiet as if no one is there, Shen Ke still maintains the comical posture of holding a glass of water with one hand and opening the other, the teenager in his arms is silent, and after a long time, Shen Ke's slightly stiff posture finally relaxes slowly.

He slowly stroked the teenager's strong, lean spine with the hand that wasn't holding the glass of water, one at a time, so gently that it felt like one of those soothing and cajoling moments that had been given in early childhood.

The black shirt, soaked with warm liquid, lurched under Shen Ke's hand, and after a long moment, it finally eased around the teenager's lean shoulders.

In a warm embrace, let him have a silent sob.