Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Chapter 184: Being Frank 2

As soon as the words fell, the living room fell into deathly silence again.

Li Jinhe couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking: It turns out that it is so embarrassing to have no one respond to the sentimental content.

Li Binglin sat on the sofa, looking expressionlessly at Li Jinhe across from him, who gradually dropped his shoulders, lowered his head and rested his forehead on his clasped hands. The sofa seemed too soft, and although he was sitting there with great force, he gave people the feeling that he had sunk into it, and was extremely fragile.

It's not that he was completely indifferent, it's just that this kind of touch was too unfamiliar to him.

He couldn't help thinking about his twenties. Life wasn't as good as it is now, but he was always high-spirited and never seemed as depressed as Li Jinhe was now.

It's not that he didn't. His beloved wife passed away after giving birth to Li Xun. He might have been depressed when he truly realized that he was powerless in the face of life and death.

Later, he got used to measuring everything in the world with interests, and he had been unfamiliar with family affection or any other emotions for a long time.

At this moment, facing such a situation, he suddenly felt at a loss. He silently stared at the masterpiece that made him most proud - Li Jinhe, and fragments of the past kept flashing in his mind.

At that time, Li Jinhe had not grown as tall as he is now. I can still vividly remember him wearing overalls and holding an iPad with a beaming face to show me his achievements.

It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that he had not seen Li Jinhe's innocent smile for a long time.

So, what kind of response did the child who was looking forward to being praised and recognized by himself get? Was it "Don't be proud and complacent"? Or "You should have done it"?

As for when Li Jinhe started to grow taller, even he himself couldn't remember the exact time. It seemed that overnight, the little guy who was only as tall as his waist had grown a little taller than him.

Perhaps because he thought of his deceased wife, he seemed to understand a little bit what Li Jinhe wanted to convey.

He frowned involuntarily, but the words he spoke were still the familiar negotiation questions: "Is this a new tactic? Are you trying to play the emotional card?"

Li Jinhe was slightly stunned. He slowly raised his head and looked at Li Binglin with eyes full of astonishment.

When I saw that expressionless face, the astonishment in my heart instantly turned into deep disappointment - it turns out that you are just using me purely and have no feelings for me at all.

He lowered his head again, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He felt his throat tighten a little, and a sense of sadness surged in his heart: he really didn't have any relatives.

He rubbed his cheeks vigorously, trying to wipe away the bitter smile, and then raised his hands to cover his eyes. At this moment, he really didn't know what expression he should use to face the person in front of him.

"This is not a strategy..." He said in a dull tone, "...I just couldn't control myself...I still have expectations for you, Grandpa..."

When he said the last two words, his voice might have been slightly choked.

Before this, he had never called Li Binglin "Grandpa". They had always been superiors and subordinates, and had never been as close as ordinary grandparents and grandchildren. He didn't know why he said it like that. Maybe he subconsciously felt that this was the most suitable occasion and there would be no chance in the future.

He couldn't help but recall his twenties, when in order to completely break with the past, he tried his best to collect all kinds of evidence to sue his parents.

Every video and every audio clip proves beyond a doubt that he has never received love from his parents.

When the judge's gavel fell heavily, he kept comforting himself: It's okay, at least he still has his grandfather. Moreover, sooner or later his grandfather will forgive him or understand what he did, then he is not an orphan, he still has a family.

But the cruel reality once again broke his inner self-comfort and logical self-consistency. He thought he would no longer feel sad because of blood ties and family affection.

Li Binglin was puzzled when he heard such an intimate address. As an experienced businessman, his intuition told him that he might be about to lose something important.

His brows were knitted together, and his heart was filled with doubts and confusion. He really couldn't figure out why Li Jinhe's emotions fluctuated so violently, and he didn't understand the determination implied in the last two words.

With a lot of questions in his mind, he followed Li Jinhe's words and asked, "What are you looking forward to?"

Li Jinhe raised his head, his right hand still gently covering his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. He shook his head and said softly: "Nothing, it's gone now."

Li Binglin felt puzzled. He was used to taking the initiative in the conversation, so he changed the subject: "The Li family can give you the life you want. I haven't interfered with your life for so many years. The freedom you want should be enough."

Li Jinhe still maintained the original posture, motionless.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, as if he wanted to say something, but was swallowed back.

Li Binglin continued, "Since you know why I came to you, you also know Li Xun's current situation. Now is the best time for you to return to the family."

Li Jinhe slowly put down his hand, and when he stared at Li Binglin again, the fragility in his eyes was perfectly hidden deep in his eyes. His back gradually straightened up, and although his sitting posture seemed to have not changed, the decadent state just now was gone, and instead, he was replaced by the momentum of being evenly matched with Li Binglin.

"The life I pursue first requires me to stay away from the Li family." Li Jinhe's voice was still a little low and hoarse.

His face showed no emotion. If there were other bystanders present at this moment, they would definitely notice that the expressions of the old and the young were exactly the same.

Li Binglin's face gradually turned gloomy, and he said with some anger: "Your life and even your life all come from the Li family that you hate."

"What exactly are you so resistant to? Once you take over the Li family, what else can you not get?"

Li Jinhe thought this was ridiculous: "What am I resisting?" He responded to Li Binglin's question very seriously: "What I resist most is becoming like you now."

Li Binglin slammed the ground with his cane and shouted angrily, "Li Jinhe!"

There was also a hint of cruelty in Li Jinhe's eyes, and the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became tense, like a taut bowstring ready to explode at any moment.