ex boyfriend's wedding

At the end of life, there must be you - "Meet Again"

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Hearing this, Wen Lu felt a little uncomfortable, and stood up: "I'd better go first."

Shen Zaitu quickly picked up his clothes and followed them out: "I'll see you off."

Wen Lu didn't answer, he stood by the side of the road and took a taxi, unexpectedly the car on this side also opposed him, stopped him for a long time, waited for Shen Zaitu to drive the car out of the parking lot, Wen Lu was still standing by the side of the road.

Shen Zaitu parked the car in front of him: "Get in the car."

Wen Lu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I can go home by myself."

"I didn't say to send you for free, we can also charge according to the time." Shen Zaitu said blankly, "Didn't you want to take a taxi? Why didn't you take the taxi when it came. "

Wen Lu opened his mouth, speechless.

He couldn't argue with him before. This person will always have many fallacies to make you submit. For example, if you say a word, he can always reply you from other angles. Wen Lu is really not an eloquent talent, and it is the same now. Even Wen Lu didn't know why, he clearly wanted to stay away, but the two got closer and closer.

When Wen Lu arrived home, he took out his key and was about to open the door. He didn't understand why he brought someone to the house.

Perhaps it was because of confusion that he compromised and went upstairs when he heard the other party say in the car, "I have given you off three times, can't I go upstairs for a cup of tea?"

Shen Zaitu stood behind him and looked around, "The law and order here is very good."

Wen Lu hummed, but inserted his hand disobediently, and the sound of a bunch of keys colliding was very clear between them.

"You don't need to change your shoes." Wen Lu entered the house and said, put the keys on the coffee table, went to the kitchen and brought out a small teapot, "The house hasn't been dragged for two days."

Mengmeng heard voices in the living room, came out of the room, and saw another man besides his father in the living room.

The last time she met was the uncle who sent them home, Mengmeng smiled sweetly: "Hello, uncle."

Shen Zaitu walked over and touched Mengmeng's head: "Mengmeng is fine."

Wen Lu was pouring tea. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the two of them were chatting together. With a shake of their hands, water spilled on the table: "Mengmeng, have you finished your homework? Go in and do your homework."

Wen Lu put down the teapot in his hand and walked over.

He is guilty.

Mengmeng held her mouth shut, took Shen Zaitu's hand and shook it, and said to Wen Lu: "There is a little bit left, Dad."

What this means is that I can play around and do it for a while.

"Then you finish the homework assigned by the teacher first, and then play." Wen Lu said.

Mengmeng looked at Shen Zaitu aggrievedly, and motioned for him to say something nice.

Wen Lu saw it, took Mengmeng's hand and walked into the room: "I'll play later, after I finish my homework, I will check it."

"Uncle Shen." Knowing Wen Lu's uncompromising character, Mengmeng could only look at Shen Zaitu: "I have to do my homework, so I can't play with you."

Shen Zaitu also likes Mengmeng's cheerful and lively temperament from the bottom of his heart: "Mengmeng, do your homework quickly, and we'll play after we come out later."

"Hey, okay, Uncle Shen has to wait for Mengmeng to finish her homework."

Wen Lu saw that the two looked familiar, and he really felt that he was a vicious father.

I don't know if it's related by blood, but the intimacy between Mengmeng and Shen Zaitu when they met is unmatched by anyone.

Wen Lu came out of the room and saw Shen Zaitu sitting on the sofa, "Mengmeng has a warmer personality than me, and she is more pestering to people who have met once."

"This." Shen Zaitu took a sip from his teacup and said in a low voice, "Maybe Sui, mother."

Wen Lu looked at him and hummed.

"She really looks like you." Whether it's hair or facial features, they all bear the shadow of Wen Lu.

Shen Zaitu was glad that Mengmeng did not inherit from her mother.

Fortunately, it was Wen Lu, just his Wen Lu.

Wen Lu smiled lightly, but he was also lucky in his heart, fortunately Mengmeng was like him, just like him.

In the living room, the two were sitting, and neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere is really weird enough, weird and suffocating.

Wen Lu took a sip of tea from his cup, and broke the silence: "You."

"You now."

Another voice spoke at the same time as him.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly laughed at the same time.

There is relief, there is bitterness, and more is helplessness.

Shen Zaitu put down his cup and asked, "How did you and Mengmeng's mother meet?"