That night, Jiang Wenluo hugged the big octopus to his bed. Even though Liang Yaowen was wet and wet the quilt and sheets, Jiang Wenluo held the tentacles of the octopus and was entangled tightly by Liang Yaowen, who was covered in threads, and felt very satisfied. .

He had a dream.

In his dream he had two children, a boy and a girl.Or a male baby octopus and a female baby octopus.The two of them look very similar to Liang Yaowen, only the shape of their lips is more similar to Jiang Wenluo.

All very, very well behaved.

Liang Yaowen squatted on the ground, touched the heads of the two children, and pointed to Jiang Wenluo: "Mom."

Jiang Wenluo, "..."

Looking at the two children carved out of the same mold, he felt that a corner of his heart had collapsed.

There was a warmth in my heart for no reason.

The state of the baby octopuses is very unstable. They often look like "octopuses" and rarely look like children.

It's like Liang Yaowen's rapid transition between the two forms, but the interval between them is elongated, just like a stuck and rusty slide.

The two children were only two or three years old, and when they walked on two legs, they would occasionally fall, so they ran to see Jiang Wenluo, acting like a baby, babbling, and they didn't know how to speak "human". They only hugged Jiang Wenluo's legs. Letting go, stretched out two hands for Jiang Wenluo to hug.

Then Liang Yaowen mercilessly grabbed the necklines of the two of them, one with each hand, lifted them off, turned to Jiang Wenluo and said softly: "I'll take them out to buy small cakes, you sleep for a while."

He laughed stiffly again, but Jiang Wenluo had long been used to it.

But this kind of laughter appeared on the faces of his two children exactly the same, which is really a bit strange.

In front of Jiang Wenluo, there were three people standing in a row, one big, two small, all smiling at him stupidly.

Jiang Wenluo walked over and leaned over to kiss Liang Yaowen's lips.

The little boy stumbled forward again, waiting in line for Jiang Wenluo with his face raised.

Jiang Wenluo's expression was extremely soft, he knelt down and held the child's face in both hands, and kissed him gently on the cheek again.

Then the little girl lined up, looked at him with very round eyes, raised her little hand, and pulled Jiang Wenluo's clothes in a coquettish manner, with a slightly aggrieved expression on her face.

"Okay, how could I forget you?" Jiang Wenluo kissed her daughter's forehead again, rubbing her hair to coax her.

In their familiar house, those closest to him were by his side.

In a daze, Jiang Wenluo felt like a family of four. The definition of "family" was so clear that he was a little speechless.

His little girl wears two braids, she shakes when she walks, and the little boy jumps up and down

Two "little octopuses" stood on Liang Yaowen's left and right, and were held by the "big octopus".

——But when they left the door, the expressions of the three of them changed instantly, and there was no fluctuation in their eyes.

Several people walked towards the cake room expressionlessly.

A young girl walked by, the little girl turned her head to look at her, the tentacles slipped from her cuff in an instant, curled up excitedly.

"No."

Liang Yaowen said to her indifferently, "You can't eat, don't pretend, you are not hungry at all, he knows he will be angry."

The little girl sighed faintly, and watched the beautiful girl go away, feeling very nostalgic.

——Jiang Wenluo woke up from the dream.

It was already bright outside, and the sun was shining on the water surface of the aquarium from the gap in the curtains. Liang Yaowen had returned to the water at some point, his suction cup stuck to the glass, and his body moved a bit.

Jiang Wenluo lowered his head in surprise and saw his stomach.

After one night, the food in his stomach should have been digested, but the bulge still exists.

A little cold sweat broke out on Jiang Wenluo's body, the appearance of the little boy and the little girl still clearly appeared in his mind, and even his hands still felt the touch of braiding the little girl's hair.

It's really cute... Jiang Wenluo couldn't help thinking.

He ran to the front of the aquarium, interacted with Liang Yaowen, and said to him expectantly, "I dreamed about our child."

Liang Yaowen moved his body.

"A little boy and a little girl. Both are very good-looking, very much like you." Jiang Wenluo laughed and said to him.

"I'm going to see Dr. Zheng. You have to be good at home and get better as soon as possible."

Although Jiang Wenluo couldn't get a verbal response, he could feel that Liang Yaowen was "watching" him.

Liang Yaowen's personal doctor has his own clinic, which is just ten kilometers away. After he called to make an appointment, he asked the driver to come to his house.Jiang Wenluo's face was as good as before. After he "come back", the scar on his face was like a piece of paper pasted on his face, which could be torn off by him.

When the driver came to the door of the house, he was taken aback when he saw Jiang Wenluo's appearance, "Mr. Jiang...your face."

Jiang Wenluo was in a good mood, he smiled at him indifferently, and got into the car.

The weather has gradually warmed up. Where the sun shines, the ice and snow have melted slightly, turning into brown muddy water, which sticks to the tires. Jiang Wenluo turned his head and looked at the river view outside. He could feel that the driver was watching from the rear. Peek at him in the mirror.

"You wait for me, it shouldn't be long." After the car stopped, Jiang Wenluo said to him with a smile.

——The outside has already reached the bustling urban area.

A black Rolls-Royce was parked on the side of the road, and passers-by looked at it intentionally or unintentionally.Jiang Wenluo pushed open the car door and walked out from the back door.

He subconsciously put the hat on his head to block the sight of others.

But there were still young girls looking at Jiang Wenluo and whispering to their companions.

Jiang Wenluo had a "delicate" face at the moment. His hair was slightly long, and it hadn't been trimmed in time. Some of it covered his forehead, and his sideburns were also long, and he pinned them to the back of his head.At the end of the hair, he tied a black hair tie to gather up the half-finger-long hair.

His skin, which had not seen the sun for a long time, was almost shockingly pale, with bruised and purple blood vessels buried underneath.

Noticing other people's gazes, Jiang Wenluo looked over subconsciously, and met the girl's gaze——

The girl's face turned red all of a sudden, she took her friend's hand and hurriedly turned into the nearby coffee shop.

Jiang Wenluo looked at his face in the mirror.

His clothes were already very old, the cuffs were washed a little white, and he was unhealthily thin. No matter how he looked at himself, he looked ordinary, but at least he was much more pleasing to the eye than before.

Jiang Wenluo smiled wryly, turned away indifferently, and was about to walk to the private hospital behind the street.

"Brother..." came an uncertain voice.

Jiang Wenluo's footsteps subconsciously stopped, he turned his head suspiciously, and saw a young man pushing open the door of the coffee shop, and hurried out.

The surrounding area was noisy, maybe it was the Chinese New Year, and there were some red lanterns hanging on the street, and the snow had not yet melted on them.The sound of the car's horn blasted in Jiang Wenluo's ears. He looked at the man who called him "Brother" and recalled it for a while, but he didn't know who he was.

"Ah," Jiang Wenluo looked at him hesitantly, "Hello?"

"Brother, it's really you! I'm Wen Yu!" said the man.

——It's his half-brother, Jiang Wenluo just remembered, and what followed was a feeling almost "ridiculous".

The blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, and his brain was on air defense for a moment.

Looking at the woman beside Jiang Wenyu, Jiang Wenluo suddenly realized that this person was his "mother".

"It's you guys." Jiang Wenluo nodded politely to them, "Long time no see."

This woman looks to be 50 years old, with stiletto heels on her feet, and a thick face of powder, which can't hide the wrinkles on her face.When looking at Jiang Wenluo, her eyes suddenly lifted up, looking almost straight at him, her fingers were painted with wine red nail polish.

At the first moment, her eyes were almost disgusted and hated.

Then it turned into a pool of stagnant water.

"Brother, how are you doing?" Jiang Wenyu grabbed Jiang Wenluo's shoulder and said to him excitedly.

"I...it's okay." Jiang Wenluo replied.

His shoulders shrank, and he tried to raise his head and straighten his body, but he still couldn't.At the moment when they looked at each other, countless memories flashed up and hit him heavily on the top of his head.

His mother's unexpected slaps when he was a child, the pot of boiling hot water, and all her hysterical yelling.

When his younger brother was very young, he would scold him viciously, "You little bastard."

Jiang Wenluo almost ran away, but his feet were nailed in place.

"You guys... what's the matter?" Jiang Wenluo asked stiffly.

"Brother, how is Mr. Liang doing now?" Jiang Wenyu rolled his eyes and grabbed Jiang Wenluo's shoulder.

"He... passed away a few days ago." Jiang Wenluo said with his head down.

Jiang Wenyu obviously heard about it a long time ago, and he wanted to exchange greetings, "Well, brother, you are so sad, you changed your phone and didn't tell us—"

But his mother interrupted the conversation all of a sudden, looked at Jiang Wenluo indifferently and said, "Your father is ill, terminally ill."

Jiang Wenyu stuck his tongue out, and smiled wryly at Jiang Wenluo. He showed embarrassment, "Oh...brother, we don't have much money, so we didn't want to find you at first. Today is really a coincidence..."

"See if you can—"

Jiang Wenluo was in a daze for a while before slowly receiving the information.

He had lost contact with the family for too long, hadn't seen each other for nearly ten years, and he couldn't even remember what his father looked like.

So he really did not expect that he would reunite with them with such a theme.

"If I remember correctly, we have already severed our relationship." Before Jiang Wenyu said that he wanted to borrow money, Jiang Wenluo said calmly, "I have already paid off the child support."

Jiang Wenluo recovered, and gradually regained his senses. At this moment, he smiled politely at his nominal mother and younger brother, restrained and alienated.

"And after my lover passed away, I donated all his estate, and I never interfered with the company's affairs."

Jiang Wenluo took a step back and said to the two of them, "I'm sorry about your father's matter, but... I really can't help you."

"I wish him a speedy recovery." Jiang Wenluo said, "Sorry."

His hands trembled slightly, and he almost ran away.

The author has something to say: What a cold father.

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