"Then what do you want to do?" At that time, he asked, because for him, everything is too obtainable, and he doesn't need to work hard at all.

Like some people, born with everything.

And... Work, this word, for him, is never thought of.

But is this one or two years younger than him already thinking about it?

"I haven't thought about it, but I want to do a just job. I can not only protect myself, but also protect the people I like!" "She," said the young voice.

Justice?

Born in a family, he has been influenced since childhood. He knows that there is no absolute justice at all. Sometimes the so-called justice is just self deception.

But her eyes were so serious that he couldn't say something like he was stuck in his throat.

But when time passed, when he found the little girl of that year, he found that gorgeous Fang didn't do the so-called work, and no longer had that kind of just vision in her eyes.

However, in Ling's eyes, there is such a look, which is a satire.

"Do you want to go back to the legal profession in the hope that you can not only protect yourself, but also protect the people you like?" This sentence came out of his mouth.

Ling was still stunned, and then suddenly there was a sharp pain in her head. Then her ear seemed to ring a tender voice saying, "even if you don't do any just work, I can protect you!"

"Now I'm protecting you. Can you stand up?"

Pain... The head hurts again. Who is the voice that appears in my ear?

Ling still thinks that there are broken pictures in her mind, but she wants to see them hard, but she can't see them clearly.

"Ling still, what's the matter with you?" There was an anxious voice in her ear.

She turned her head, as if her eyes flashed over the little boy with dim face, and then slowly overlapped the face in front of her.

Her head is still aching...

who is...

who is...

she wants to see more clearly...

Ling still raises her hand a little trembling, and probes into Gu lichen's face, while in her mouth, she mumbles out the word "minister".

For a moment, these two words seemed to pull back his mind.

In front of her eyes, the woman's face was pale and her eyes were colored, as if she had some pain. However, her hand was touching his cheek and calling out the name he warned her last time, which could never be called again!

Gu lichen suddenly grasped Ling's hand.

"Ah!" She cried out in pain, only to find that her hand touched his face.