ex boyfriend's wedding

A kite can never catch up with the wind——"Encounter Again"

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When he called, Wen Lu had already returned home and was sitting on the sofa after dinner.

Watching Mengmeng bouncing around in the living room, show him the dance the teacher taught at school today.

Looking at the phone number on the phone, Wen Lu didn't answer it and threw it aside.

Put all your attention on your daughter: "Mengmeng dances really well."

"The teacher said that he will teach us a new dance next week, and we will also perform on stage."

Mengmeng stopped and took a breath.

Wen Lu smiled brightly: "Then learn from the teacher well, when the time comes, Dad will come to school to watch your performance."

"Ah."

The phone rang again, Wen Lu picked it up and looked at it, but the other party seemed unwilling to give up.

After hesitating for a while, he got up and went to the room, and picked it up.

"Hello." The other side of the phone was very noisy, mixed with heavy metal music, Wen Lu couldn't hear what the other party said for a while.

"Wen Lu." At this time, Shen Zaitu was slumped on the sofa, and the table in front of him was full of empty wine bottles, with a smile on his lips: "I knew you would answer my phone."

"It's nothing, so don't call." Wen Lu didn't say much, and was about to hang up, when the other party suddenly called out: "Wen Lu, is that why you don't want to talk to me?"

Wen Lu clenched his phone tightly and remained silent.

The silence on the other side cut Shen Zaitu's heart like a knife: "Talk to me."

A hoarse and sad voice mixed with music came from the opposite side: "Since we met, you have been hiding from me, avoiding me, guarding against me, why. Do you know that I divorced my mother for you, for you, but you What, why ignore me."

Shen Zaitu propped himself up from the sofa, drank another glass of wine, and the spirit burned his heart: "We have only been separated for eight years, and you have a child outside behind my back, do you know what your name is, you he Mom called cheating, cheating."

Shen Zaitu endured it for so long, and finally, driven by the drunkenness, he vented his temper.

He felt like he was crazy these days, and he would go crazy if he didn't let it out.

His voice was so loud that it even overwhelmed the sound of the music.

People around looked at him, and they also guessed in their hearts that it was another man who was hurt by love.

"Wen Lu." Shen Zaitu's eyes were sour, and after yelling at the other end of the phone, he was like a child who couldn't find his way home.

Desperately weeping: "What to do, I can't leave you, I can't forget you, you can beat me, you can scold me, you can talk to me, don't hide from me, okay?"

Shen Zaitu's situation sounds very wrong, and his emotions have reached the verge of losing control, because the other party is too noisy, but he is not sure.

Even Wen Lu wasn't sure if he was in a sober state: "Have you been drinking?"

"Do you still care? Hehe." Shen Zaitu paused, chuckled, and smiled extremely sadly, "Wen Lu, do you know how I came here for so many years? I don’t understand, and I don’t even understand you.”

Shen Zaitu suddenly asked him in a soft voice, "Tell me, why do I like you so much? I'll give you a little bit, so you like me too."

Wen Lu was holding his mobile phone and staring out the window blankly. There was once a boy who begged and asked the same thing in his ear.

I don't know how long it took before he said lightly: "Where are you now?"

This might be a bitch, he went out with his wallet and got into the car, when he got there, seeing the man who was so drunk, Wen Lu couldn't help scolding himself.

"Shen Zaitu." Wen Lu walked over and pushed him.

The man's eyes were clouded, and he didn't seem very sure, so he scratched with his hand: "You, Wen, Wen Lu?"

"Can you still go?" Wen Lu asked.

Shen Zaitu looked at him blankly, his eyes were red.

Wen Lu took out his cell phone and was about to make a call, but the battery ran out.

After thinking over and over again, in desperation, he helped the man out of the bar.

In the car, Shen Zaitu grabbed Wen Lu's arm and muttered to himself: "I've thought a lot these days."

The master looked at the two of them from the mirror in front of them. The two big men were so close that they knew what they were without thinking.

Homosexuality is not a big surprise now, and the master has seen it a lot, so he is not surprised.

He was just worried, worried that the man would vomit on him in the car.

But after a while, seeing that the man didn't vomit, he opened the car window to dissipate the smell of alcohol in the car.

Wen Lu looked at the road ahead expressionlessly, and let the people next to him talk.

"I want to take medicine so that I can forget you, but I think about it, no, I'd rather forget myself than you."

Shen Zaitu's voice was unbelievably hoarse, with a strong nasal voice.

Every sentence is like caressing Wen Lu's heart.

Perhaps only when he was drunk would he open the shell that had been sealed on his body for so many years, but whether it was drinking the truth or talking nonsense, Wen Lu dared not believe it.

He no longer has the strength to chase after an ethereal, vain love.

A kite can never catch up with the wind.

He once tried to become a kite in vain.

It was later discovered that kites cannot catch up with the wind.

The kite can only be carried by the wind to the treetops, or hit a cliff.

When it is full of scars, it will fall to the ground again.

Wen Lu turned his head and looked out the window, the temperature from another person on his shoulder could not be ignored.

Shen Zaitu was indeed quite drunk, and he kept talking nonsense in his ears.

If it were normal, he would never say these words.

"How do you do it so that you are willing to come back, or rather, you don't want to show up in the first place. Do you know that I'm about to give up, but you just show up again."

"Can you give me another chance, I don't mind if you are married, and I don't mind if you bring Mengmeng, I will take care of you, be her father, and I will take care of you in the future, okay?"

"Mengmeng is very obedient and obedient. I like her too. I won't treat her badly. Wen Lu, I won't treat her badly. Trust me."

There were street lights passing by in front of his eyes, and the deep voice in his ears made Wen Lu's heart and lungs sour.

Shen Zaitu, why don't you understand, Mengmeng has never been a stumbling block between us.

When it was almost time to reach the place, the person next to him had already fallen asleep, Wen Lu finished paying the bill and helped him upstairs.

Take out the key to open the door.

"Mengmeng, close the door." Wen Lu struggled to get him onto the sofa, Mengmeng closed the door and ran to the sofa.

"Uncle Shen?" Mengmeng saw the person clearly and called out.

Wen Lu took off his coat, got up to pour water, but his clothes got caught.

Looking back, it was Shen Zaitu who grabbed his clothes and refused to let go.

Wen Lu was speechless, and asked Mengmeng to fetch the water.

"Father, what's the matter with Uncle Shen?" Mengmeng asked.

Wen Lu touched Mengmeng's head and took the cup: "It's okay, you go to sleep in the house, Uncle Shen is not feeling well after drinking."

Mengmeng glanced at Shen Zaitu on the sofa, not knowing what she was thinking, and finally returned to the room.

Wen Lu helped him up, and Shen Zaitu seemed to be asleep, and he only snorted when he moved him.

Indistinct, inaudible.

He yelled several times, calling a person's name, and those few yells were like calling out a piece of flesh.

"Curly, curly, curly..."

Wen Lu thought he was talking about something, so he leaned over to listen.

After Wen Lu heard it clearly, his movements froze, and the glass slipped from his hand.

With a bang, the cup shattered to pieces and shattered on the ground.