Unforgettable love

?Jiang Weidong's birthday banquet, Wu Tong was invited to attend.

On the way to the appointment, she received a text message "In the autumn of 90, it was Jiang Weidong who donated blood for you. Jiang Han can't use his blood" from Li Zhongmou.

Wu Tong, looking out the window, the neon lights shone on her face, somewhere, some things were already doomed.It would be great if Mr. Jiang was her father.

That night in the auditorium, Jiang Weidong took her hand and walked towards Li Zhongmou at the other end of the red carpet. Mr. Jiang said "Daughter, you are worthy of anyone", "Daddy", at this moment, she blurted out.

The pitch-black phone screen changed color, "Dean, hello."

"Miss Wu, come to my office some other day, okay?"

Because it was a family banquet, it was in the Jiang family's house, an antique courtyard by the sea.It was still Chen Tezhu who came to pick up Wu Tong and accompany her into a small side room.The furniture in the room is made of pear wood. Xiao Xu, a stylist who has seen many rich people, is also amazed, "This is culture. Miss Wu, let's wear a cheongsam today."

After makeup, Wu Tong looks like the beauty of the Republic of China in the old photos.Stone blue cheongsam with ink bamboo embroidered on the hem and shoulders. Xiao Xu took out a white jade bracelet from the rosewood jewelry box, "Boss ordered you to wear this bracelet, it's from Hetian jade."

Pushing open another wooden door, the room is still full of pear furniture, and being in it seems to have returned to the Republic of China.There is a photo album on the wooden table.Before opening it, Wu Tong felt strange, as if opening it would be enough to change her future.

Sure enough, the black and white color photos inside left her dumbstruck. Why does she look so much like the woman in the photos?

"These are photos of my wife and daughter," Jiang Weidong pushed the door open, "They are all gone. Ms. Wu, you and my daughter were born on the same day in the same year, and they all say that fate is predestined. You have no parents, And I don't have a wife or daughter, if you want, can you call me father?"

If Wu Tong pays more attention, she will find that there is no frontal photo of Jiang Han in the album, and the arrangement of the photos is disordered. She thought she saw a mother and daughter, but in fact most of them are only photos of Mrs. Jiang alone. "Father", in Wu Tong's life, the role of father has always been missing, and her mother did not say her father's name before she died.

"I am old, and no amount of money can replace the lives of my wife and daughter. I was seriously ill last year and saw your picture on the hospital bed. This is probably fate. You copied the scriptures for my mother, you and I Jiang Han's daughter was born on the same day, and Jiang Han didn't live to be 19 years old, Wu Tong, I hope you can live to be 90 years old on her behalf, okay?"

"Okay", Wu Tong cried, but this time he was happy, "I have a father".

There was an unexpected guest at the Jiang family's birthday banquet, no, it was the unexpected host.

Jiang Weidong took Wu Tong's arm and introduced it to the guests attending the birthday banquet one by one, saying that this was his second daughter.

Most of the guests who came here knew the inside story of the Jiang family, and the older ones were also familiar with Mrs. Jiang's appearance. She used to be a big Tsing Yi in the Peking Opera, but after giving birth to her daughter, she became weaker and weaker. Mr. Jiang never continued.After his daughter passed away, Jiang Weidong lived in secluded places and never held a birthday banquet for more than ten years.

"Little aunt, little aunt", a little pink figure rushed over, and the little princess of the Lu family had arrived.Everyone suddenly realized that the adoptive daughter of the Jiang family was the little girl who had been rescued at the beginning, and thinking that Jiang Weidong was originally surnamed Lu, it seemed that the huge family business must belong to Lu Yuefeng in the future.

"Hello, Uncle." The little princess held a card in her hand and was picked up by Jiang Weidong. "I drew it by myself, and I want my uncle to like it." The old man with the white beard.

Jiang Weidong burst into laughter, "Granddaughter gave it to me, of course my uncle likes it. The little aunt will be my uncle's daughter in the future, okay?"

"Is that aunt still a little aunt?" The relationship between adults is very complicated, and the small world is still unclear.

Jiang Weidong scratched her nose, "Smart!"

Xiao Xiao twisted her body, "Auntie, where are Brother Tong Tong and Uncle Li?"

Wu Tong didn't know, but Lu Yuefeng took Xiao Xiao on the opposite side, "Your Uncle Li and Brother Tong Tong will be there soon."

Before turning around, Mr. Lu blinked at Wu Tong, "My daughter matches your son. Consider this marriage?"

Not long after, Li Zhongmou walked into the lobby with Tong Tong.

The nature of father and son is the same, Tongtong has already learned to pose like his handsome father at a young age, plus the cool little expression, so cute!

Seeing Wu Tong from afar, Tongtong raised his head and asked his father, "Dad, is that mother?"

Li Zhongmou nodded, and Tongtong's cool expression immediately broke, "My mother is the most beautiful mother in the world!" The little tail was already up to the sky.

A long shed is built for thousands of miles, and there is always a banquet in the world.

Standing at the door, Jiang Weidong bid farewell to the guests and friends one by one, while Wu Tong, as a member of the host's family, accompanied his "father".

Tongtong barely opened his eyes, but Xiaoxiao had already fallen asleep lying on his father's shoulder.

"Dad, can I sleep with my mother tonight?" Tongtong tried to keep his eyes open. He has the most beautiful mother and the most handsome father in the world.

"Ask Mom", Li Zhongmou picked up his son, and Tongtong, who is about to be five years old, has grown a lot this year.

Tongtong twisted her body and looked at her mother.The next day was Saturday, Wu Tong left a red lip on his son's cheek, "Of course, Tongtong will always be mother's big baby."

"Zhongmou, please send my precious daughter and grandson home", the head of the Jiang family made a final decision.

Wu Tong wiped his sleeping son's face and feet, and then covered him with a quilt. How long has it been since she saw Tong Tong's sleeping face?But in just one year, she has already experienced lawsuits, miscarriages, marriages, divorces, running away, and returning. Tonight, she finally has a father in her world. Should she hate the injustice of this world, or continue to fill her heart with sunshine. "Tongtong, can you grow up slowly, mom, I want to stay with you for a few more years."

After changing the cheongsam, the white jade bracelet on her wrist could not be taken off. Perhaps, this bracelet should belong to her.

While I was brushing my teeth, there was a sound outside the building, the car siren, probably another car was hit.Wu Tong subconsciously walked to the window, the black Audi was still downstairs, and Li Zhongmou in the driver's seat opened his eyes.

Look at the watch, 23:36, why hasn't he returned yet?

The whistling north wind blew by, and Beijing was still bitingly cold in early March.

Wu Tong hurriedly put on a heavy cotton coat, went downstairs, and knocked on the car window.

"Why haven't you left (slept)?" The two people inside and outside the car asked at the same time.

Another gust of cold wind whizzed by, Wu Tong shivered, Li Zhongmou got out of the car immediately, embraced her, and went upstairs.

Wu Tong was afraid of the cold. Over the past year, his health was not good, so he was even more afraid of the cold. At this time, his hands and feet were already cold.Li Zhongmou stuffed her into the bed and covered her small hand with his big hand. The white jade bracelet on his wrist was crystal clear, "I will accompany you to see Director Cao tomorrow."

"You go, I don't want to see you", she turned her face away.

He swallowed the pain, "At least let me watch you fall asleep."

"Are you free? Never before..." She thought of the past and lost her voice for a while.

"Xiaotong", he took out the three-ring and three-color ring around his neck, "Listen to me. I say I am conceited, but I am actually inferior. When I was young, I longed for the warmth of the Jiang family. I can't get happiness, and I won't be needed in my life. But I got it, but I don't cherish it."

"In this world, there is no one who sells regret medicine."

"When a person makes a mistake, he has to bear it. Xiaotong, give me a chance to correct it, as long as it takes, at least, don't sentence me to death."

"You're so sure, I, it's up to you!" She said harshly.

"Actually, it's me, it's up to you."

Something fell on my hand, it was cool.Wu Tong looked up, his tears.The third time I saw him cry with my own eyes, he lost weight, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened.

They are not young anymore.

How did he live these three months?

During her wandering days, she had been to Nanjing, the first day of the new year.

In the old alleys, the piano music of "Where Has the Time Gone" floated out.

where did all the time go

I didn't take a good look at your eyes.

The old house had already changed residents. She took out her mother's old photo and asked all the neighbors. Only one old man remembered "Wu Xue", but told her that the person in the photo was not Wu Xue.

Who was the one who gave birth to her and raised her!Wu Tong was so frightened that he ran away, not even in a hurry to take a good look at the city.

She finally understood why her mother never mentioned her relatives and had little contact with them.Her mother, who kept her name incognito, lived most of her life under the name "Wu Xue".

"Li Zhongmou, I am also someone who is not needed", she cried bitterly.In her life, he is the only one who has always been there, "Mom, don't want me anymore".

"I want yours, Xiao Tong", he leaned into her ear, "You and I, we domesticate each other, we need each other. Xiao Tong, love me again."

Wu Tong's thoughts went back to before the dinner, Jiang Weidong asked her: Do you still love Li Zhongmou?

She asked: What is love?

The freshly baked father and daughter stood side by side in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Jiang Weidong narrated a past story: when he got married, he didn’t love each other. Silently went to clean up the dishes, he stood at the door of the kitchen and saw his wife washing the dishes, for some reason, his eyes were moist.He stepped forward and embraced her from behind, asking if there was still time for everything?The porcelain bowl fell and shattered into pieces of porcelain all over the floor.It turned out that she had loved him for many years, and what she thought she could not wait for, her husband's heart finally came back.

"Xiao Tong, are you still willing to cook a bowl of noodles for him?" Jiang Weidong asked, "If you are willing, that is love. Don't wait too long."

In this world, everything is vigorous and vigorous, and it doesn't last long.Therefore, the ancients had the term "together with each other".In the eyes of the Chinese, the most painful thing is not the Romeo and Juliet-style martyrdom, but "after the phoenix tree is half dead and the frost clears, the white mandarin duck flies away".

"My wife's name is Zhou Suqiu." Jiang Weidong looked out the window with tears in his eyes, "Knowing her is my greatest blessing; marrying me is her greatest misfortune."

The old tree in front of the door grows new shoots

The dead trees in the yard are blooming again

Half survived a lot of words

Hiding in a full head of white hair?