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The time zone of the western United States has passed midnight on February 9th, and officially entered the category of February 10th. The hustle and bustle under the night sky in the City of Angels is still there, and the excitement after the Grammy Awards Ceremony is still bubbling in the air, but after all, the night is as cool as water, and all the sparks are slowly precipitating, gradually falling into the dust on the road, Then quietly wait for the rising sun to shine on the earth again.

After Evan Bell took a shower, he stood at the door of the room and looked at Eden Hudson sitting on the balcony wicker chair, hesitant. Faced with a situation like Eden-Hudson, he didn't know what to say. Evan-Bell recalled how he got along with his parents in his last life. It seems that they have never reached such a level of emotional fluctuations, but what if there is this day?

Evan-Bell shook his head, so that he would never have been able to predict what his actions would be like until the situation actually happened to him. Maybe his reaction will be more violent than Eden-Hudson, maybe more negative, but who knows?

Evan-Bell finally took a step forward, walked to the edge of the balcony, leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at Eden-Hudson with medals on his face. At this time, Eden-Hudson did not look like an iceberg at all, because his cheeks were swollen, and there were even some bruises, and there were different degrees of abrasions on his forehead, the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth, which made him look embarrassed. It was unbearable; but that calm face reminded people of the Arctic Ocean with floating ice cubes. Maybe the water surface was still flowing, but the iceberg hidden in the depths of the ocean made the dark tide turbulent.

"Isn't it cold?" Evan Bell said. He saw Eden Hudson wearing a thin shirt with a jacket over it. Although it's not cold in Los Angeles in February, the temperature is at midnight. Still very cold.

"I'm Iceberg, forget it?" A cold joke from Eden Hudson made Evan Bell burst into laughter and the guy laughed.

Evan-Bell took two steps forward and walked to the balcony, watching the beautiful night scene in Los Angeles like a stream lit with river lights, quiet and peaceful, but the raging wind made him shudder, "You What will the newspaper report tomorrow?"

"Someone tried to threaten Evan-Bell's life? Or is Evan-Bell just a mile away from the car accident?" Eden-Hudson's voice still carried a hint of ridicule, which reduced the coldness in his words a lot. .

Evan-Bell pursed his lips, "You must feel that I've shifted my attention." He looked back at Eden-Hudson with a smile, in exchange for a blank eye from Eden-Hudson.

Afterwards, Evan-Bell turned his head and looked into the distance of the city, but did not speak. Eden-Hudson later said, "Aren't you going to console me?"

Evan-Bell shrugged, "I don't know what to say." After all, he still felt too cold, went to the room and took out a blanket and wrapped himself up. When Eden-Hudson saw it, he couldn't help but feel Complained, "You can get me one too."

Evan-Bell stood at the window of the floor-to-ceiling window, "Aren't you an iceberg?" A retort directly made Eden-Hudson slumped, and Evan-Bell proudly threw the blanket on him to Eden-Hard Xun, then went back to the hall, took another blanket, and walked out.

"If I were in such a situation, I don't know what I would do, maybe I would fight him hard and maybe beat him hard. But I'm not sure, because I'm not The parties involved. It's always too easy to speak from the position of a bystander. I don't want to say 'I understand how you feel, and so on, because I don't understand.' Evan Bell leaned against the balcony, facing Eden Hudson said.

Hearing these words, a smile appeared on the corners of Eden-Hudson's mouth. The real smile, he knew, Evan-Bell was not the kind of hypocritical and pretentious person, this was his friend's mouth paused. , Eden-Hudson said, "They divorced. In fact, she approached me several times before, just to ask for money, but I refused. As a result, she went to the court and asked the court to force me to provide maintenance. Obligation." She here, of course, refers to Eden-Hudson's mother, Casey-Hudson.

Evan-Bell only felt a faint throbbing pain in his temples. Eden-Hudson, a pair of superb parents, are really, really... superb. "What about the court?" Eden-Hudson never mentioned it, and Evan-Bell has been busy since the release of his new album in September, so he doesn't know.

"Her request was rejected." Eden-Hudson said calmly.

Evan Yibell was stunned for a while, and then he realized that he was in the United States now. Although twenty-six years have passed in his life, in some ways, he is still not fully integrated into a particular culture. In the United States, there are provisions in national law that require children to support the elderly, but these provisions all have a requirement, "the elderly parents cannot take care of themselves" and the problem is that even with these provisions, they are almost never implemented. . Even when state governments force children to support their parents, there is little social and political support.

Such things are difficult to understand in China and even in Eastern cultures, but in fact this is normal in the United States. It is not only a difference in cultural traditions, but also a difference caused by the social welfare system. In the United States, whether in terms of cultural traditions or welfare systems, children have no obligation to support their parents, and even in terms of moral standards, everyone takes it for granted. A simple example can prove that even if the financial resources of the elderly cannot meet their living needs, the state will stand up and use the pension system, endowment insurance, and even state government subsidies and food stamps to help the elderly. Provide help, and there are countless government-funded nursing homes, so the obligation to support the elderly does not fall on the children at all.

"Today he will come to the door, which is beyond my expectations." Eden-Hudson said, "I originally planned to beat him hard to vent my inner anguish over the years. But carefully Come to think of it, they don't owe me anything, they're just irresponsible, and it's always me who's wrong, and shouldn't have unrealistic hopes." As you can imagine, in Casey-Hudson and Dylan-Hard Before Xun really came to the door, in fact, Eden-Hudson still had a glimmer of hope for his parents, but unfortunately, it was still shattered, "So, this is a punishment and a lesson for me. At the same time, it is also a real harmony. They draw the line, and there will be no more so-called fathers and mothers."

No wonder Eden-Hudson was so excited and angry at first, because he was still hopeful; no wonder, then, Eden-Hudson became more and more disappointed that Dylan-Hudson started He didn't fight back, because he was not disappointed with his parents, but even more disappointed with himself, who still had hope.

Evan-Bell twitched the corners of his mouth, "Catherine will be sad to hear that." In fact, Eden-Hudson is now part of the Bell family, and Catherine-Bell treats Eden-Hudson exactly the same.

Eden-Hudson couldn't help showing a smile, "She's different." It's hard for Eden-Hudson to imagine that if he hadn't become good friends with Evan-Bell, without Katherine-Bell's support for him, So what will he be like today? He might still be able to earn a place in the law firm, but he's just a walking dead after all.

"Huh, we've finally come to a stage." Eden-Hudson let out a long sigh of relief, and the smile at the corner of his mouth began to outline, gradually turning into a big smile. Deng Yi Hudson has not seen in more than ten years of brilliance. But then, the smile got bigger and bigger, until Eden-Hudson laughed out loud, "Haha, haha, it's finally over, finally. Haha."

Eden-Hudson's laughter became more and more enjoyable and louder, piercing the sky in the bleak sea breeze. But this kind of laughter kept Evan Bell from laughing, because the sadness and despair in Eden Hudson's laughter were so clear, it was as heavy as if the whole world had been destroyed. The louder and brighter the laughter, the more terrifying the bleak discouragement.

This is not Eden-Hudson, at least not Eden-Hudson under normal circumstances, but Evan-Bell has never seen an iceberg; this is also Eden-Hudson, perhaps hidden in his heart Eden-Hudson ~www.readwn.com~ carefully concealed his longing for his parents, even though he cut off all contact with his mouth, he always held on to a glimmer of hope, until today all hope has been cut off. Clean, he began to laugh at his own childish and ridiculous.

Eden-Hudson was clearly smiling, but Evan-Bell could easily feel his grief coming from his heart. The sadness and pain were so hoarse, like terrible venom, running down his throat little by little. The vibrations flowed out. The night wind in Los Angeles was getting stronger and stronger, and Eden-Hudson laughed so excitedly that he began to cough, and the violent cough made Eden-Hudson's face turn red, but he remained He smiled intermittently, as if to release all the smiles that had been hidden in the past 20 years.

Evan Bell only felt a burst of sadness, and the heavyness in his eyes seemed to be unable to hold it any longer. He took a deep breath, walked into the room, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Eden Hudson, "You The laughter is so penetrating, and the surrounding people have to report to the police that a murder has occurred."

Eden-Hudson laughed and snorted, and looked at Evan-Bell like this. After a long time, the laughter subsided, and his whole spirit seemed to be suddenly evacuated. It fades a bit and eventually becomes pale. He took the water glass, "Don't worry, this serial killer has no strength at all, you can easily subdue it."

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