Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun's meeting was not so magnificent, what kind of hug, pain and runny emotions were not at all, the two met on the street of Qufu, it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon, Xiang Que rushed to Qufu from Yantai Airport and then left according to Qi Changqing The address was going to Wang Kunlun's house, and he was just about to go out to buy groceries to prepare dinner, and the two met in this situation.
On the street, Wang Kunlun Xuanzhen carried a hand bag, wore a pair of blue flip-flops, big pants, and a hurdle vest, without a bit of god-killing demeanor.
Xiang Que is a tired face, with no long things, and a cigarette in his mouth.
Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que looked at each other for a brief moment of silence, and then engaged in the following series of conversations.
"You're back?"
"Well, just came back the other day" "Hehe, it hasn't changed much?"
"It's only been a year, how can it go, the years are too short" "I'm going out to buy groceries and have some drinks in the evening?"
"Okay, on the hour" after a few short, bland conversations, Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun went to the vegetable market side by side, chatting about homely things and gossip along the way, just like friends who haven't seen each other for a few days, they simply talked about the old days, around five o'clock in the evening, Wang Kunlun cooked four dishes, pig's head meat, peanuts, and chicken stew Mushrooms and cucumbers, two crates of beer under the table, and a few boxes of cigarettes on top.
"Let's do a ······" Wang Kunlun said with the wine bottle.
"Bang" The two bottles collided, and after one person and one bottle of beer looked up, they all dried up, and there was no foam left.
"Whew!"
Putting down the wine bottle, Wang Kunlun let out a long breath, at this moment he felt that his whole person was not a lot more relaxed, the emotion in his heart disappeared, and the memories of the scenes about Xishan in his head gradually faded, and the brows that had been screwed on his head were loosened Seeing Xiang Que still alive in front of him, Wang Kunlun was completely relieved.
In the past year, every time in the dead of night, he has not slept for a long time lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and his mind has always recalled the moment when he inserted a sword into Xiang Que's chest, although Wang Kunlun knew that Xiang Que forced himself to do it, but there was a fact It was Xiang Que's death at that time, and it was at his hands.
Wang Xuanzhen and Qi Changqing categorically said that Xiang Que was still alive, Wang Kunlun believed it, but he couldn't see people, so he always loved to be cranky, and he couldn't get out of this shadow, until Xiang Que appeared, and the stone that pressed on his heart was completely removed.
This year, Wang Kunlun has not been as easy as today.
Putting down the two empty wine bottles, Xiang Que stretched out his chopsticks and stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth, and swallowed it after a few bites: "This tastes good, Kunlun didn't see that your blood-stained hands are quite talented?"
” Wang Kunlun said: "In a year, three hundred and sixty-five days, if you cook by yourself every day, your skills can also be compared with a five-star chef."
Xiang Que stretched out his chopsticks and said, "Thank you, Kunlun" What I am thanking for is Wang Kunlun's protection of his daughter for more than a year.
No man is willing to be lonely, you let an upright and middle-aged man, and rampant man become a male nanny, this is quite unacceptable, but Wang Kunlun did it.
Wang Kunlun gritted his teeth and smiled: "I can feel better in my heart" Xiang Que sighed silently, from the time he met Wang Kunlun to the present, he didn't ask a word about the topic of completion, because he knew that Wang Kunlun could sit here well, and the child would definitely live better than him.
That night, Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun didn't talk a lot, occasionally chattered a few words when they were idle, and then they started drinking, the last drop of the two cases of beer was gone, and the cigarettes on the table were also smoked, and the four dishes were almost swept away by Xiang Que.
The next day, early in the morning.
After a hangover, the two woke up one after another.
Lacking the spirit of the smoke, Wang Kunlun said: "You have a feud with the Kong family, to the point of dire straits, but you didn't think about it, why did Kong Dejing do her best to take care of the child for you, and haven't you poked out her identity yet?"
It's really because of the agreement between you and Shen Gongzi at the beginning, hehe, if you can believe it, I think it's all a ghost, a woman in her twenties doesn't talk about marriage leave, but she has a child, how to say this thing is not very good, right?
If it goes on like this, if you don't come back for a few more years, she will really have to raise it as her own child····· No Yes, even now, she is raised in front of her own children, lacking, is this so simple?
” "Let's go, let's go" Xiang Que smoked a cigarette and didn't say a word.
Wang Kunlun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's take a look, by the way, it is difficult to repay the love debt, and the love debt of a woman is even more difficult."
Xiang Que suddenly collapsed: "Brother, don't say it, okay?"
” "Hehe, come on" At this time, Xiang Que still didn't understand Kong Dejing's mind, but with the experience of Soho, Xiang Que really didn't dare to formally face Kong Dejing's problem, and the only choice was to escape.
In the morning of the same day, Xiang Que went to Qufu Confucius Mansion.
When Kong Dejing came out with the child in his arms, Xiang Que had an extremely rare uncontrollable emotion, he hadn't seen him for a year, he was one and a half years old, and he looked a lot better than when he left It's like turning over the river and the sea.
A woman who dedicates all her best years to a child who has nothing to do with her and is not related to her, this friendship alone may not be able to be bought by spending thousands of dollars.
Xiang Que took the child, hugged it tightly, and kissed the child's face desperately, after a year, the child had basically forgotten about Xiang Que, and struggled in his arms to stretch out two little hands and babble at Kong Dejing.
"Can you call Daddy······ It's over, I'm my father," Xiang Que said with a choked voice.
"Mom, Mom" has been struggling to marry Kong Dejing's arms.
Xiang Que was stunned, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed by him again, how the hell is this going down, here you want to call him mother, and the child over there calls Kong Dejing mother?
Xiang Que coughed awkwardly and asked, "What's that, are you okay?"
” Kong Dejing said lightly: "There is nothing good or bad, after getting used to life, everything will be taken for granted."
"Hehe······" Xiang Que Gan laughed a few times, not knowing how to talk next.
"Chen Xia, I've been here twice in the past year," Kong Dejing said suddenly.