ex boyfriend's wedding

We have never been apart, why do we have to start again - "Meet Again"

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Shen Zaitu followed Wen Lu up the mountain. He had a guess in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

But his intuition told him that there was an answer here, an answer waiting for him.

The huge cemetery was quiet and gloomy.

Shen Zaitu moved his eyes until he saw a black figure.

Walk slowly.

"I'm back in Laicheng. When Mengmeng recovers, I'll come to see you. She is very obedient and smart. Mengmeng looks like him, but luckily she doesn't look like me, otherwise you will definitely worry again... ·”

Wen Lu couldn't continue talking anymore, tears streamed down his face, he wiped his sleeves indiscriminately, and the hand that touched his face suddenly paused.

Turning his head, he looked straight at the man.

Shen is on the way.

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The two walked down the mountain. For the first time, Shen Zaitu felt that his legs were filled with lead and he couldn't walk.

"Auntie," finally, Shen Zaitu stopped his unsteady steps, but his voice was stuck in his throat, and he restrained himself from asking: "When did it happen?"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Shen Zaitu would never have thought that Lin Lijun and Wen Lin would... They are Wen Lu's only relatives in this world.

The only family member, he couldn't imagine how Wen Lu got here.

These eight years, so many years, no matter how much he thinks about it now, it seems like a knife is stabbing his heart out.

He once swore to spoil the person for the rest of his life.

The person he defended desperately.

A person who is on the tip of his heart.

he...

"If I didn't see it, are you planning to never tell me?"

Wen Lu stood still and did not answer him. There were only the two of them on the rugged mountain road.

"Wen Lu." Shen Zaitu's voice came from his chest, his eyes were red.

He raised his hand and clasped Wen Lu's shoulder, staring at this man for a long time, how much he wanted to open his mind to see what he was thinking, what he was thinking when he was silent.

However, this person's softness made him reluctant to speak loudly to him.

"Juanjuan, can you say something." His voice was soft, almost pleading.

After a long time, a low sigh sounded.

Tears flowed down Wen Lu's cheeks: "Shen Zaitu, I used to hate you very much."

His voice was fragmented, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

At this time, Wen Lu recalled inopportunely when they first met at the class reunion, then their involvement later, and the current non-embarrassing relationship between the two of them.

From timidly avoiding at the beginning, but finally participating in the life of the other party, Wen Lu is so aggrieved these days.

It's not because he lives under someone else's roof, but every time he faces Shen Zaitu, he restrains himself, retreats, and has no courage to move forward.

Even when he came to worship his mother and younger brother today, he came after thinking for a long time. He admitted that he was not a person who dared to love or hate, and lived too well.

Wen Lu suddenly laughed after thinking about it, and the next words seemed to be desperate: "But once I hate you, I will miss you even more, as if there is no end, you know?"

He spoke carefully, as if he took out a heart to show him.

Shen Zaitu couldn't help feeling distressed, almost choked up and said, "I know, I know."

Why wouldn't he know, that feeling is a personal experience.

Live a dark day every day, do not know the sunrise, do not know the sunset.

Stubbornly, relying on the only remaining memories to get by.

He is so, what about Wen Lu?

How about Wen Lu who lost his family back then!

After all these years, have you come here alone!

It was only then that Shen Zaitu realized how beastly he was. He said he wanted to protect the person in his heart, and he had been "wandering" for so many years.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Juanjuan..." Shen Zaitu's voice was broken.

Wen Lu forced out a smile with difficulty, his throat was so dry and sore that he couldn't make a sound.

"Shen Zaitu?" He called his name.

"Ok?"

"... Can we start again?" For a long time, Wen Lu murmured, as if asking him, he was asking ourselves.

Hearing these words, Shen Zaitu suddenly reached out and pulled the man into his arms, Wen Lu froze.

"I can't." He spoke in a heart-rending manner, Wen Lu gritted his teeth, raised his hand in mid-air and just grabbed his clothes, when he heard his low voice ringing in his ears: "We never I haven't been separated, so why should I start over with you?"

"Your original breakup letter, I have never admitted it. It was unilaterally done by you and it didn't work."

At this time, Wen Lu didn't bother to delve into the deep meaning of Shen Zaitu's words, so he stumbled into Shen Zaitu's arms, all the emotions in his heart felt a sense of relaxation after the dust had settled.

Indeed, what he said is right, they have never been separated, their hearts have never been separated, how can they start again.

After a long time, Wen Lu slowly reached out and hugged Shen Zaitu.

Many times, in dreams, he held him like this.

Just waking up, the surrounding environment will tell him that it was a dream.

Now, the heat from the other party's generous chest reminded him that this was no longer a dream.

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This winter, it snowed in Lincheng.

Wen Lu woke up from the cold. He had turned on the air conditioner the night before, and in the middle of the night he was thirsty, so he turned off the air conditioner when he got up to drink water.

The next morning, when I opened my eyes, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window.

Pushing open the window, Wen Lu stretched out his hand, watching the snowflakes fall on his hands, slowly turning into water.

"Father, father." Mengmeng knocked on the door outside, "It's time to eat, it's time to eat, Uncle Shen is cooking today."

The company just had a holiday a few days ago, and Wen Lu often stayed in the bedroom these days, like a girl in a boudoir.

After returning from the cemetery, Wen Lu developed a high fever and was hospitalized. Shen Zaitu was always by his side.

During the hospitalization, the whole person was dehydrated and thin, and he didn't look a little energetic until these few days.

Wen Lu got dressed and went out from the bedroom.

Mengmeng was lying on the ground playing with building blocks, Wen Lu frowned: "Mengmeng, get up, the ground is cold."

Mengmeng pursed her lips and didn't even look at him: "Uncle Shen just allowed me to lie on the ground."

This little girl was spoiled by someone to the point of lawlessness.

Wen Lu sighed, and glanced at the man who was busy in the kitchen. To be honest, he still didn't know how to face Shen Zaitu.

Sometimes when he sees Shen Zaitu, he wishes he could stay in the hospital for a while, so that he doesn't have to face it.

He thought maybe it was because they had been separated for too long, and they were not familiar with each other, and they had lived together for eight years.

It is very difficult to pull life on a parallel line all of a sudden.

Shen Zaitu asked him about Lin Lijun and Wen Lin, but Wen Lu didn't say anything.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it.

But I don't know how to say it, it's like an old adult scar.

If you don't touch it, it won't hurt. If you want to uncover it, it will be bloody in the end.

"Mengmeng is going to the hospital for a physical examination, I'll take her there." While eating breakfast, Shen Zaitu suddenly said, "You are not in good health yet, so rest at home."

Wen Lu was drinking porridge with his head down, when he heard this: "Let me take Mengmeng, I've stayed at home for too long."

He hadn't been out much since he caught a cold, and he was really in a panic.

"can."

After eating, Wen Lu was changing clothes in his room, and when he was buttoning his clothes, Shen Zaitu came in.

He stood for a while and called him: "Juan."

Now Shen Zaitu is used to calling him Juanjuan. In front of the child, Wen Lu said it a few times, but it didn't work. Seeing that he couldn't correct it, he stopped talking.

"Huh?" Wen Lu lowered his head and continued buttoning his buttons.

"Let me go to the hospital with you." Shen Zaitu walked over, picked up a scarf, and wrapped it around Wen Lu.

He moved very lightly, pressing Yawenlu's neckline with his hands, his movements were clumsy but careful.

The two were very close, and Wen Lu pursed his lips.

He took a small half step back, and only after he reacted did he realize how stupid he was.

Behind him is the closet, and he can't retreat after just half a step.

"Mengmeng actually likes me very much." Shen Zaitu stared at him and said.

During this period of time, the things I bought with Mengmeng can almost fill up the house, why don't I like you.

Wen Lu thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out of his mouth.

However, when Mengmeng was mentioned, Wen Lu suddenly wanted to find a time.

Do you want to tell Shen Zaitu that Mengmeng is not someone else's daughter.

The "mother" he hates the most is himself.

His thoughts are drifting away, how should he tell this fact, such a big event needs to be specially prepared, or give him a vaccination in advance, so as not to be frightened... After pressing it, Wen Lu came back to his senses, looked at Shen Zaitu, and said blankly, "What are you doing?"

"What were you thinking just now?" Shen Zaitu stroked the tip of his nose affectionately with his hand.

Wen Lu: "No."

Wen Lu can't lie, his eyeballs rolled around when he said something, and the words "I'm lying, I'm lying, I'm lying" were written all over his face.

After all these years, nothing has changed at all, Shen Zaitu smiled lightly, and didn't force him: "Let's go."

He was not in a hurry at all. He never went to investigate in private what happened that year.

He remembered that he mentioned in front of Wen Lu before that Wen Lu's fear and helplessness would always stop him.

Although he didn't know what happened to Wen Lu, he was willing to give Wen Lu time to tell him himself.

They still have such a long time to come, and it's not impossible for him to walk step by step with Wen Lu.

Mengmeng is undergoing a physical examination at the hospital, Shen Zaitu and Wen Lu have been following behind.

Running upstairs and downstairs, finally Wen Lu couldn't do it anymore, so he sat on the third floor to rest.

"Your physical strength is still the same as back then." Shen Zaitu laughed at him.

"You thought it was all you." For the first time in a long time, Wen Lu used a complaining tone to Shen Zaitu, which was very similar to the unscrupulous coquettishness towards him before, and Shen Zaitu was very useful.

Seeing the figure of Shen Zaitu taking Mengmeng to the blood test, Wen Lu raised the corners of his mouth and looked away.

In fact, it is also very good to live like this day by day.

"Wen Lu?" At this moment, a man walked towards him, Wen Lu only heard someone calling his name, but he didn't recognize him when he looked.

The man came over, saw Wen Lu's blank face, and smiled: "You don't remember me, me, Cheng Yuan."

Wen Lu blinked, and filtered the word Cheng Yuan in his mind: "Is it Cheng Yuan, the high school study committee member?"

"It's me." Cheng Yuan laughed out loud, he really didn't expect to meet Wen Lu here, he really wanted to thank himself for this illness.

Wen Lu is really not familiar with Cheng Yuan's impression. The reason is that in high school, he only had a good relationship with Shen Zaitu, and those who could talk to each other were front and back, and others didn't communicate much. In his impression, Cheng Yuan was The kind of person who just puts his head down and studies.

"Are you sick?" Cheng Yuan asked him, "A family member is still hospitalized here."

Wen Lu shook his head, and said truthfully, "No, I brought my daughter for a medical examination."

"..." Cheng Yuan's smile froze for a moment, and he couldn't believe it, "You, are you married?"

Wen Lu didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile.

But in Cheng Yuan's eyes, this move was acquiescence.