ex boyfriend's wedding

I love you so much that I am about to lose myself - "Meet Again"

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How could it be impossible without me?

In the past eight years, you and I have come here.

The living room was dark.

Wen Lu sat alone on the sofa, the living room smelled strongly of tobacco.

I don't know how long I sat there, if it wasn't for Mengmeng waking up, Wen Lu might have sat until dawn.

This is not uncommon, he used to smoke, and he would smoke all night.

The glare of the light woke Wen Lu up. With a shake of his hand, half of the soot fell to the ground.

Mengmeng was wearing a cute bunny pajamas, rubbing her sleepy eyes: "Dad."

Mengmeng was the source of his sobriety. Wen Lu had never smoked in front of his daughter, which made him a little annoyed for a while.

Hastily put away the paper on the coffee table, put it into the trash can, and asked, "Why did Mengmeng wake up?"

Mengmeng came over and hugged Wen Lu's leg: "Father."

He smells like cigarettes now, so it's really not a good time to coax his daughter: "Mengmeng, Dad, go wash your face first."

He broke Mengmeng's hand, but couldn't.

Something was wrong with Mengmeng, Wen Lu squatted down and brushed her loose hair: "What's wrong, are you having nightmares again?"

Mengmeng shook her head: "Is Dad unhappy at work?"

Wen Lu was dumbfounded, and said with a broken smile, "Mengmeng."

"I saw my father sitting on the sofa in the room without turning on the light, looking very unhappy." Mengmeng interrupted him.

Wen Lu was stunned, with mixed emotions in his heart, he hugged Mengmeng, not caring about the smell of cigarettes on his body: "No, Dad is not unhappy, with Mengmeng here, Dad is very happy."

With Mengmeng's chin resting on his shoulder, she comforted Wen Lu like a little adult: "Dad, don't worry, Mengmeng will study hard and eat well. Now daddy protects Mengmeng, and when Mengmeng grows up, he will protect daddy."

Wen Lu laughed straight at Mengmeng's teasing, and his mood improved.

One should always look forward. Since the past is painful, one cannot look back. Wen Lu has long understood this truth.

Meng Meng is more sensible than children of the same age, Wen Lu is half relieved and half bitter.

Fortunately, Mengmeng doesn't have to worry about it herself.

The bitter thing is that there are limits to what he gives Mengmeng.

Mengmeng asked him before, where did his mother go.

Wen Lu didn't know how to answer: You have two fathers but no mother.

Probably my daughter asked too many questions but didn't get an answer. Gradually, Mengmeng stopped asking.

Treat Wen Lu as both a mother and a father.

Wen Lu thought that Shen Zaitu left last night, so he would not bother him anymore.

But Wayne was wrong.

He forgot that this person has a magical self-healing function and the ability to forget things.

Early the next morning, Wen Lu went downstairs with his bag, and saw a black car parked downstairs.

The weather turned cold, he was wearing a black windbreaker, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

He came over and forced the breakfast into his hands.

Before Wen Lu could speak, Shen Zaitu had already turned around and drove away in the car.

If it wasn't for the hot breakfast in his hand, he would even think that everything that happened just now was an illusion.

The bag contained a cup of apple oatmeal with two osmanthus rice cakes.

The shape, as well as the taste, are sold in only one place.

The snack street behind Lincheng No. [-] Middle School.

I don't know if it's because he ate other people's food. When Wen Lu was working in the morning, he would always think of him driving to the snack street in the morning and queuing up.

"Wen Lu, what are you thinking?"

Someone pushed his shoulder, Wen Lu came back to his senses, in front of him was Zhan Yanyan's face, with a slight smile: "It's nothing."

Zhan Yanyan was extremely gossipy: "Are you thinking about that sweetheart?"

"What kind of sweetheart?" Wen Lu nodded her head angrily, "You are the only one who only thinks about boyfriends in your little head."

Zhan Yanyan: "Well, it's a very boring day. I have nothing to do except draw the manuscript." Then, Zhan Yanyan took out the Q version of the little figure she made during this time, "Hey, Wen Lu , this is what I gave you."

Wen Lu took it. It was a pair of key rings with a pair of villains on it, he and Mengmeng.

Zhan Yanyan has seen Mengmeng's photos on his mobile phone.

Then after painting Shen Zaitu and him, it was transferred to him and Mengmeng.

Wen Lu put away the key ring: "Thank you."

But Zhan Yanyan was crying: "Oh, I'm so cute, you and Mr. Shen, why do you already have a daughter, woo woo."

Wen Lu couldn't help laughing when he thought of those pictures.

In the afternoon, when Wen Lu and Zhan Yanyan returned to the company after lunch, they heard Manager Huang say that the department had dinner at night, and Mr. Shen treated them.

The colleagues in the department immediately cheered and jumped for joy.

Some people even smiled and said, "Then I have to make up for the physical strength consumed by the overtime work tonight, and I will definitely not "show mercy"."

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen's treats will definitely not be the same as Manager Huang. He is always afraid that we will eat too much that is not easy to digest, haha."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Because of the dinner party, the department left work on time for an unprecedented time, and a group of people stood on the side of the road to take a taxi.

There are a total of ten people in their department, and they take two taxis, which can be crowded.

When a group of people are talking about how to distribute.

A car stopped on the side of the road and honked at them: "I can still take people in the car, let's go together."

It's Shen Zaitu.

You must know that some time ago, the manager of their company, Mr. Shen, was single.

I don't know how many ladies can be infatuated with that face again.

Feeling that gaze, Wen Lu subconsciously backed away, but he didn't know who pulled his arm.

Zhan Yanyan dragged him to the front: "Mr. Shen, take us and take us."

Shen Zaitu smiled: "Come on."

So, the two got into the car under the envious and jealous eyes of the people behind.

In the car, Zhan Yanyan kept asking questions all the time.

Wen Lu could only sit on the side and be silent.

Shen answered while driving on the side of the road, showing no airs from his boss at all.

Wen Lu figured it out, Zhan Yanyan was just a little bastard, he reached out and pulled Yan Yan's clothes, and said in a low voice: "Okay, Yan Yan, you talk a lot, Boss Shen thinks you're annoying."

Wen Lu just wanted Zhan Yanyan to be quiet for a while, but he didn't expect this brainless Zhan Yanyan to say: "Does Shen always find me annoying?"

Wen Lu: "..."

"No." Shen Zaitu watched the traffic ahead and replied with a smile.

"That's right." After finishing speaking, Zhan Yanyan added: "Mr. Shen, Wen Lu came to the company last month. He doesn't like to talk very much, but he has great work ability."

Of course he knew these things, "I know."

Zhan Yanyan: "But I really like Wen Lu's personality, many of my friends are like this..."

For some reason, Wen Lu, the conversation between the two of them directly turned to him.

It caused him to interject, and the conversation about him was deeper, and he didn't dare to speak all the time, so he just relaxed when he got to the eating place.

Eating is very simple, the leader speaks in the same way, the subordinates toast, and they drink for a while before everyone picks up the chopsticks and eats.

After the meal, a group of people talked about going to the bar again.

Wen Lu was worried that Mengmeng was at home, and after going out, he found Manager Huang and said that he had to go home first.

Manager Huang remembered what Boss Shen had told him before, and said that he had to go anyway. Boss Shen was still there, so there was no reason to run first.

Wen Lu thought to himself that he wanted to run because Mr. Shen was there.

Manager Huang made an official statement, which made Wen Lu feel helpless, and followed him to the bar.

Shen Zaitu chose the place in "Carambola Lane". After entering, he chose a big sofa and sat down.

A group of people were having fun, but only Wen Lu was absent-minded.

"Mr. Shen."

Shen Zaitu knew that he couldn't sit still, even when Wen Lu walked over, he ignored him.

Wen Lu: "Can I go first? There are still things at home."

Shen Zaitu looked up at him, knocked on the sofa, motioning to sit down.

"Wen Lu." Shen Zaitu still didn't keep his eyes on him, pointed to a guitar player in the distance, and said, "Did you see it?"

Wen Lu looked in the direction and hummed.

Even Shen Zaitu didn't know what was on his mind. He said: "He looked for me three times, and twice he stayed downstairs for three hours. The last time he heard from the property owner, he climbed over the wall in the middle of the night and caught him as a thief." Once."

Wen Lu didn't understand what Shen Zaitu meant, so he could only listen silently.

"It's very unwilling to give up, just like me." Shen Zaitu said with a self-mockery.

It was only then that Wen Lu realized that this was for him.

The guitarist looked in their direction as expected. He looked very young. He had long dyed brown hair tied up high. In short, judging by his clothes, he was a fashionista. .

The confident and vigorous energy in his body is like that of 17-year-old Shen Zaitu.

Very dazzling, very eye-catching.

Wen Lu withdrew his gaze, and the sound of the guitar became especially clear in the noisy environment, as if it was played on his heart.

It suddenly became unsuitable to stay here for a long time: "I, I'll go first."

A hand slammed down on his leg, and the warmth of the palm spread to his skin through the fabric, and Wen Lu heard a low voice ringing in his ear.

"The fish are all coming, why don't you know how to put some bait?"