ex boyfriend's wedding

Both Shuang join hands in a new life - "Meet Again"

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There was only one lamp on in the guest room, Shen Zaitu sat quietly on the head of the bed, the ashtray in front of him was already full of cigarette butts.

Wen Lu sat on the other side of the bed, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with his fingers.

Nobody spoke.

Wen Lu didn't dare to speak, Shen Zaitu's silence made him feel scared.

What an absurd thing this is.

But...it just happened, and it happened to him.

After a while, Wen Lu buttoned the buttons, stood up, and said in a low voice, "I'll go back to bed first, you go early and rest."

Such an atmosphere made him breathless, as if he was waiting for a verdict.

Just like Mengmeng was in his stomach back then, waiting for his verdict.

Walking to the door lightly, he put his hand on the door. For some reason, he didn't even have the strength to pull the door open.

After closing this door, what will happen between them.

The cheeks were hot and humid, and Wen Lu finally realized it, he quickly wiped it with his hand, and opened the door...

"Bang——" There was a sound of closing the door in front of him, and it almost took him no time to react to what happened. His body was already defenselessly imprisoned tightly in his arms, and the hot and humid breath was blowing on the side of his neck: "Roll roll."

Shen Zaitu's voice had an imperceptible sense of tension, and he covered Wen Lu's stomach with his big hands, stroking the scar.

"Does it hurt?" He asked softly.

In fact, it didn't hurt that much during the operation, so he endured it.

But now he feels the pain, obviously it has been so many years, but now it hurts all of a sudden, he doesn't want to bear it anymore: "·················

In an instant, Wen Lu burst into tears uncontrollably.

At first, it was just a shallow sobbing sound, but slowly, as if the loneliness and sadness of so many years had been magnified infinitely, it enveloped him firmly, Wen Lu felt that he could no longer hold on, and cried loudly uncontrollably come out.

"Juanjuan." Shen Zaitu was in a hurry, and he wiped his face with his hands indiscriminately, "Don't cry, I'm here, I'm here."

Wen Lu cried convulsively, hugging him like a child and not letting go.

"Good boy." Shen Zaitu hugged him tightly, his heart ached beyond restraint, he wished he could slap himself a few times, in his arms was the person he loved the most in his life, yet he made him cry again and again.

"Hey, don't cry." Shen Zaitu comforted, a little at a loss.

"I, am I?" Wen Lu raised his head and sobbed, "Is it ugly crying?"

Shen Zaitu felt both distressed and amused, and reached out to wipe his cheek: "No, we look the best in curls, and we look the best even when we cry."

Wen Lu's nose was red: "Lie to me."

"No," Shen Zaitu lowered his head and kissed his face, "Really, curls are the prettiest, really..."

The wet lips kissed his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, cheeks, and finally invaded his lips...

After the passion was over, Shen Zaitu hugged Wen Lu from behind, pulled him into his arms, and said softly, "Does Mengmeng know?"

Wen Lu nestled softly into his arms, and replied in a daze, "I don't know yet."

"I said that I have a sense of intimacy when I see Mengmeng, but she really doesn't look like me... Juanjuan, you are keeping it from me." His voice complained, Wen When Lu heard it, he wanted to refute, but he was too tired to move a finger.

I can only answer him in my heart, I didn't hide it from you, so I fell into a deep sleep after thinking about it.

Recently, he and Shen Zaitu...Wen Lu didn't know how to describe his current life.

happiness?good?Seems to be even better than this.

As for Shen Zaitu's identity as Wen Meng's father, Wen Lu didn't tell Mengmeng.

He didn't know what to say, since Mengmeng could talk, he often asked him why other friends have mothers, but I only have father.

Probably because every time he encountered this question, he would become very strange, and in the end Mengmeng stopped asking.

Just after lunch, when they talked about it, Wen Lu sighed: "I don't know how to tell her yet."

Shen Zaitu: "It's okay, there is no mother, Mengmeng has two fathers, and you see that Mengmeng likes me very much now, in fact, she may have known that you are with me."

Wen Lu: "How is it possible?"

"How is that impossible? She has my genes." Wen Lu couldn't help laughing as she boasted that her daughter hadn't forgotten to bring her with her.

"Okay." Shen Zaitu got up and picked up the car keys on the coffee table: "I'm going to the supermarket to buy some things. It will be New Year's Eve in a few days, and Mengmeng will finish class later. You can pick her up, that's okay."

Wen Lu smiled: "I've taken care of her for seven years, can this matter be okay?"

Shen Zaitu reached out and pinched his face: "Good boy, then I'll go shopping first."

Seeing the door close in front of her, Wen Lu stretched out her hand to touch her face, she felt that everything was so unreal now, and the happiness came so unreal.

This year's New Year's Eve is no longer him and Mengmeng, but Shen Zaitu.

They are family, family.

These three words are so strange and extravagant.

Wen Lu smiled with melancholy in his eyes, and sat alone on the sofa for a long time, until the time flashed in his mind, picked up his phone and looked, it was almost time for Mengmeng to finish class, Wen Lu hurriedly got up and ran Change clothes in the room.

"Dingling, Dingling." At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Wen Lu paused and frowned.

Come back so soon, did you forget to bring the key?

Turn around and open the door.

"Why did you--" Before he finished speaking, Wen Lu's smile instantly froze on his face the moment he saw the person clearly.