Chapter 1138

After leaving Mount Sinai Hospital, the sky over Manhattan was still drizzling with thin raindrops, gently patting on the cheek. Then I realized that it was not drizzle, but light snow. Snowflakes the size of rice were swaying in the light wind, and the dark and gloomy sky seemed to be a little brighter.

Spread out the palm, the snowflake fell in the palm, had not had time to carefully observe, turned into a drop of water, leaving a touch of cool, in the twinkling of an eye, the palm is full of water drops, the slightest chill can't help but start to shiver.

Reach for a taxi, walk through the wet city streets, and walk towards home in the busiest and most indifferent city in the world. Taxi parking in the apartment downstairs, look up, you can see the third floor window revealed a touch of warm cream yellow, light halo dispelled the winter haze and chilly.

As he walked up the stairs, Lan Li didn't stop on the second floor, but went straight to the third floor. He opened the door with the key hidden on the lintel, and walked towards the kitchen as if he were home. Then he began to look for the kettle and tea, trying to make a cup of hot tea for himself to drive away the cold. But his sight was full of confusion and no clue at all.

Matthew Dunlop is browsing the contract documents on the computer. After noticing the uninvited guest, he shifts his eyes from the computer screen to lanli. He quietly observes lanli's every move and looks like a lost child in the kitchen, but Matthew is not surprised.

If Langley can find a target, that's a rare thing.

Don't mention his home, even in lanli's own apartment, I can't find the location of the kettle and cup. For lanli, the kitchen is like outer space. Everything is out of reach; Strictly speaking, it's not just the kitchen, it's all housework.

Matthew closed his laptop, took off his golden glasses on the bridge of his nose, walked towards the kitchen, and then patted lanli on the shoulder, "don't stay here to make trouble. You just make everything worse. "

"Hey! At least I'm trying. " Lanli protested.

But Matthew was not grateful, and he was very cold. He said, "sometimes, there are things that we don't make complaints about."

Blue Li raised his hands to surrender, "that's why I'll never learn. You never believe me and don't want to give me a chance to try. How can I learn?" Before the words were spoken, Matthew turned his head and gave blue Li a look. Then blue Li closed his mouth and showed a big smile. "So, the wisest thing is to keep the status quo. It's good."

Turning around, Langley left the kitchen and lay down on the sofa in the hall.

In the same building, the pattern of the third floor and the second floor is very similar. After entering the gate, the kitchen is on the left, the hall is on the right, and the bedroom space is on the back half of the far end.

However, Matthew made changes according to his own needs. The hall on the right is divided into two parts by a huge bookshelf.

This part near the gate is the living room, where a set of navy blue linen sofa is placed. In the center is a dark brown mahogany tea table. The corner is still a solid wooden bookshelf, forming a right angle with the partition bookshelf, on which are densely placed most of the law books.

The part close to the bedroom has been changed into a study, with a large desk, neatly classified and placed with various legal files; There is also a low dark red table next to a small bookshelf, neatly placed countless vinyl records.

The whole space is more fully utilized, which is different from the spacious and leisurely downstairs of lanli. The upstairs is a little crowded, but it also highlights the warmth of the family. However, the relatively narrow space is full of books. If lanli's collection is a bookcase, Matthew has a library.

So every time after reading, lanli would come to Matthew's upstairs to do some books.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, it seems cold and professional. There are no pillows, entertainment facilities, tea sets or wine cups. It seems that all the non professional and entertainment props are closed up consciously. The strong lines and deep colors outline the professional image.

Lanli tried to find a relatively comfortable posture on the sofa and relax well, but he couldn't find it. So he began to adjust his posture constantly, looking like an active child. Who can believe that this is "lanli young master" who has always been famous for gentleman's etiquette?

But Matthew was used to it.

When he came to the living room again, Matthew had two more pillows and a blanket in his hand and handed them to Lan Li; Then I went back to the kitchen again. The boiling water had been barbecued, the black tea had been brewed, and some simple snacks had been prepared. I came over with a tray. Then I saw lanli, who had completely entered the relaxation mode, stretched out and relaxed with the tension of the whole person.

Matthew didn't seem to be affected at all. After putting down the black tea, he went back to the office and continued his work.

The brief commotion lasted only a moment, and then the apartment was quiet again. Matthew was absorbed in his work again. They had been busy with the case for nearly four months, and now they were going to court. There was still a series of work to be completed, and he had to speed up the progress.

The hourglass of time starts to flow slowly. It seems that the rustling snow can be heard outside the window. It becomes very peaceful in the afternoon of winter.

"Do you have any reservation in this friendship because you know that this person is destined to die, or is destined to leave? Or even choose to step back? "

Without warning, lanli's voice rang, with a trace of fatigue and tiredness, in the warm air of the room, like the crackling wood in the fireplace.

Matthew was slightly stunned. He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he thought seriously.

Truth, everyone knows, can't stop eating because of choking, can't avoid medical treatment, but life is not a theory, everyone has their own emotions, will be hurt, will be afraid, will be timid, will also hesitate, even know that this is the right choice, but not everyone can adhere to.

Isn't every friendship destined to be like this? Isn't everyone destined to die? Isn't everyone's existence destined to become nothingness? However, they can't choose to give up because they are afraid of the unknown, and then stop at the same place.

Since the death of heather cross, Langley has been thinking about it.

It's not just Anne silyman and the other children at Mount Sinai Hospital, but Paul Walker.

Langley clearly knows the future development trend. He wants to do his best to avoid the occurrence of those tragedies. If he can, he is willing to go all out to save Paul's doomed ending and really change the development track of history.

But can he really?

Can he really be the Savior? Can he really save everyone? Can he really change the theme of life, aging, illness and death? Can he really reverse the course of his fate? Can he really flap the wings of a butterfly and set off a tsunami in Amazon?

In my mind, it seems that there are angels and demons at the same time, insisting on their own opinions, refusing to compromise and tit for tat.

Langley thought he would not care, but today he realized that unconsciously, he was running away from Mount Sinai Hospital and Paul. As a man of two generations, he boasts that he has seen through life and death, and he is oblivious to his own situation; But for his friends, he can't do it after all. The fear in his heart still exists objectively.

"I will." Matthew's voice came quietly.

They all know that, according to common sense, they should not give up. Can't those patients with terminal cancer have friendship and love? Can't those old people who are dying have a life and a dream?

But truth is truth, life is life.

Knowing the truth of the ending, they still choose moths to the fire. This is not the way of noble education and elite education. They should learn to rationally pursue the advantages and avoid the disadvantages, and effectively control the losses. They should look at the gains and losses of things from a long-term perspective and learn to choose.

From the perspective of the superior, reason should cut off emotion, and sacrifice ego for the sake of the big ego, which is the right choice.

So, after careful consideration, Matthew said his answer.

But after saying that, Matthew couldn't help turning his head. Through the gap of the bookshelf, his eyes fell on Lan Li deeply. He looked at Lan Li calmly. After a while, he added, "but, you're not me."

Langley is always different.

If we follow the noble way of thinking, then lanli can not become an actor, nor can he create a miracle, let alone embrace his own freedom and dream. Therefore, Lan Li has broken the shackles, knowing clearly that it can not be done, but he is still reckless to do it, and has really done it.

With a simple question and answer, Lan Li broke into a silent smile. He drew a light smile from the corner of his mouth and sighed softly, "maybe."

In a word, it seems to be meaningful, taste a complex taste, difficult to describe, also difficult to express.

Matthew's eyes still fell on Lan Li, waiting for a long time, but never waiting for the following; Then, blue Li's long and calm breathing sound came to his ear. It seemed that he had fallen into a dream. Ma Xiumei picked it gently, not surprised at all. He just took back his sight and looked at the computer in front of him in a daze for a moment.

Take a deep breath, and Matthew comes back to his work.

In the afternoon, it began to snow in New York, and with the coming of night, it became bigger and fiercer. People could not help but stay at home, greedy for the warmth and comfort, and spent the cold winter.