"Good boy, don't get excited, don't get excited, sit down first, sit down first."
Shen Zixuan's heart was clenched.
She stood up and walked to the boy, reached out and touched his head.
She looked at the injuries on his hands and the thick calluses on his fingers and palms.
Her nose felt sour and she couldn't help crying.
Wanting to fall down, she turned her head, wiped her eyes, then took a deep breath, squatted down in front of the young boy calmly, looked into his eyes, and spoke slowly: "This matter is considered domestic violence to a certain extent.
In fact, the woman who commits domestic violence is protected by the law.
She can divorce at any time as long as she wants.
But from your description, my father chose to divorce for the sake of my mother and you.
Yes, but mother doesn’t want to leave father, right?”
"Then she did it voluntarily, not under coercion, so she wants them to divorce.
Unless dad has a very clear attitude and determination and doesn't let mom soften him up, there's nothing he can do."
"What we have to do now is to persuade my mother to agree to the divorce; second, to ask my father to use a third party, that is, me to join in, to force the divorce through legal means; but you have to know that asking my mother to actively agree to the divorce will In this way, my mother will be less sad, but if my father uses strong methods to divorce, my mother will be very sad.”
"So now, can you take me to see my mother?
See if my parents are what you described.
You have to know that the profession of a lawyer is based on real evidence and cannot rely on a few words.
It can be done, okay?”
The little boy didn't know whether he understood or not, but he still nodded very sensibly.
"Okay, then when will we go?"
"Now, mom is still in the hospital, right?"
"Well, she said she wanted to be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon because she was afraid of spending money."
Shen Zixuan sighed, not knowing what to say, and finally touched his head and smiled.
"Just wait for me for a while, I'll pack some things, and then we'll go, okay?"
"good."
The little boy nodded and watched Shen Zixuan turn around and walk outside.
He slowly lowered his head and took a sip of water.
Unexpectedly, when he put down the cup and turned around, he suddenly looked behind the door and squatted there, looking at him and chewing on the fruit.
Girls.
He was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand why there was a person squatting behind the door, a girl who didn't look very young.
The girl looked straight at him with a subtle expression on her face, as if she had seen something interesting.
It's scary.
His face turned pale, he grabbed the edge of the table tightly, and almost ran away through the door.
"I'm terrible" The girl who was squatting there and looking at him probably saw his fear.
She twitched the corner of her mouth, pointed at herself, and muttered: "I'm obviously so pretty and cute, how can I be so scary?
Do you have any good eyesight?"
The young man was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
After a while, he spoke softly: "No, it's my problem.
I'm not very good at interacting with people."
"Oh, social phobia" The girl nodded clearly, but what she said made the young boy's face suddenly turn pale, as if he had been stabbed in the foot.
He lowered his head tightly, not daring to look at the beautiful-looking girl.
A girl always feels that her eyes make him feel invisible, and that feeling is very scary.
Even scarier than when his father beat his mother at night.
The little boy pursed his lips.
He missed his mother.
"Hello."
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The girl walked up to him at some point, squatted on the sofa next to him, and raised her chin at him.
"You said that your father during the day can't remember things at night.
When did it start?
What time does it usually start and end at night?"
The young boy seemed not to have expected that she would ask such a question.
He tilted his head and looked at her in confusion.
"You, why are you asking these questions?"
"because" The girl grinned in a weird and bright smile.
"According to your description and my analysis, your father most likely did not lie.
He is not sick, but is possessed by something else, commonly known as a ghost."
Her words frightened the little boy so much that he jumped up from the sofa in a flash, his face turned pale.
"You, what are you talking about?"
"If you don't believe me, think about it, what's the difference between your dad during the day and your dad at night?
Since he's not sick, and you don't think he's lying, even the psychiatrist said he's normal, then a person who is extremely normal in everyone's eyes Man, does it make sense why you can’t remember what happened at night during the day?”
"Moreover, what else did your father do at night?
Did he just hit your mother?
Did he come near you?
Did he talk to you?
When he came near you, did you feel very cold?"
Every time the girl said something, the little boy's face turned pale, until it turned pale and bloodless.
His whole body was shaky, and he almost couldn't stand and collapsed to the ground.
The corners of the young boy's lips moved, wanting to refute something, but he couldn't refute a word, and finally lowered his eyes with a gloomy expression.
"Really, is there a ghost?"
"If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it."
The girl smiled and clapped her hands, jumped off the sofa, walked to the counter, squeezed herself a glass of juice, and drank it.
At this time, Shen Zixuan, who had packed her things, walked in from the outside and immediately saw the girl standing behind the counter, drinking juice.
She was a little surprised and said: "Boss, when did you come up?
Why didn't I see you?
By the way, I have to go out for a case.
Do you want to come with me?"
Hearing Shen Zixuan calling the girl boss, the young boy's eyes suddenly widened.
Is she the owner of this law firm?
It's amazing, she doesn't look much older than him.
He thought he was pretty good, so he worked hard and listened to classes and studied on his own.
So far, even though he was in the first year of junior high school, he had already completed all the courses in the first year of high school by himself.
If he wasn't afraid of adding to the burden on his family, he would have skipped a grade.
But he knows that high school tuition is much more expensive than junior high school.
Because of his father, they have rarely saved money in recent years.
The tuition for his schooling was earned by his mother secretly working part-time jobs, so he cannot be willful.
When he thought of this, the young boy's expression became a little gloomy.
Maybe next, he might not even be able to go to school, he thought.
He can no longer burden his mother.
Su Qian looked at Shen Zixuan, who had transformed into a hot-blooded saint, and then looked at the little ghost head who had a trace of black energy clearly lingering on his body.
He raised his eyebrows, reached out and took out two cups from the cabinet, and poured two cups of fresh juice.
Passed over the juice.
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"Drink."
"I just finished eating not long ago, and now I can't drink."
Shen Zixuan glanced at the glass of bright red juice, touched the circles of flesh on her belly, and gritted her teeth to refuse. aa2705221: