The way to love your wife

022 Wechat fishing bottle

Regardless of my image, I squatted on the curb with my knees hugged. The cold wind like a knife cut my nose red. I persistently called Zhang Liang over and over again, but the other party's mobile phone was always on the phone.

Who the hell is my son calling? ? ?Dad is so mad! ! !

The alcohol flowing in our body surged up crazily, urging our two eyelids to fight with sleepiness, and the ice and snow suddenly stopped being cold, and we felt that we could fall asleep immediately after closing our eyes.

In a trance, I heard someone gently shaking my shoulder and calling my name, asking me why I was squatting here so drunk alone.

My head was in a mess, I didn't remember anything, I just remembered that I was waiting for someone.

I raised my head buried on my knees, with a confused, ignorant, and innocent face, and smiled back at him: "You're here..."

When the night wind blows, the teardrops in the corners of the eyes will freeze, and the temperature of minus [-] degrees can really freeze people to death.

The aftermath of the hangover is that my head hurts like it's going to explode, I want to cut myself, confused, dizzy, and have a splitting headache, as if I am terminally ill.

In my sleep, I felt that someone was rubbing my arm, the force was very light, and the movements were gentle.

Wherever I went, there was hot and cool wind blowing out. These hands almost touched my whole body. I woke up suddenly, and there was only one consciousness in my head-I didn't wear clothes!

"Brother Ye, are you awake?" A familiar voice sounded, and while I was wary of him, I tried my best to feel the changes in my body, "So you and your friends ate at the Tanhuo Building at the end of the street yesterday. Fortunately, the end of the street is close...you still have a little fever, but I have brought you white wine to physically cool it down just now, and you will continue to sleep and sweat, and you will probably recover in the afternoon..."

Mao Feng laughed harmlessly to humans and animals, and his words and deeds were measured, so that I couldn't say a word of no, so I said thank you to him against my will.

"Your clothes may not be dry yet. You vomited a lot last night and almost fell asleep with your arms around the toilet. Brother Ye, I saw that you were uncomfortable, so I decided to take off your clothes for you..."

Mao Feng smiled a little shyly this time, like a college student who has just stepped into the society. The simple and honest expressions on his face are extremely exciting.

I still miss my son......

If he wants to know that I sleep naked/naked/naked in the bed of a strange man, it must be heaven.

He scolded me, fucked/me and then had a cold war with me, and finally he obediently came back with his tail between his legs and asked for peace with me, because he just wanted to play tricks, he knew it, and I would not have anything to do with anyone except him.

"Brother Ye? Brother Ye......??"

"Ah? Ah...can you lend me a suit? I still have things to deal with at home."

"Okay. We are about the same size, just a little taller than you. You should be able to wear it." Mao Feng went out for a while and then turned back. "Sorry Brother Ye, there are no new underwear. Look..."

It is absolutely impossible for me to wear him!

"It's okay, just give me the sweater and trousers first."

He didn't go out, and I didn't bother to put on a show with him. I lifted the quilt and got out of bed quickly, picked up my clothes and pants, and put them on.

His eyes were darkened, his head was dizzy, he pulled himself together, dressed neatly, had a few polite words with Mao Feng, and hurried away.

In the end, I should thank him, otherwise, I would have frozen to death on the street yesterday, not only that, but also the Yangjiang couple.

In fact, I have been thinking about something in my heart.Why is Zhang Liang's phone always busy?

Why didn't he call me back when he saw me call him?

Is it really so cruel?No regrets left?

I stood on the snowy street and hesitated repeatedly, and finally got up the courage to call him, but the number you dialed was still busy...

Is he busy at six o'clock?

I suddenly realized later that he might have blocked me...

I eagerly searched for public phones all over the world in the early morning of the ninth day of the new year, just wanting to get an answer that would make my heart feel ashamed, and then I got it.

My big golden retriever doesn't want me anymore.

Blocked my mobile phone number, blocked my WeChat, deleted my QQ, hahahaha......

Zhang Liang, you can do it!You are so fucking good! ! !

Now I finally understand what it means to "hate because of love"!

At this moment, I wish I could kill him!

15 years of youth, 15 years of tacit understanding, and 15 years of emotional foundation, he actually abandoned me like a piece of trash, like throwing away a broken shoe.

A fire is burning, stuck in the pit of my heart, I think I'm going to lose my mind, I fucking want to die with him! ! !

After the impulse, there was an endless emptiness. I nestled on the sofa watching the discs we had watched, eating the snacks we had eaten, and drinking in the dark with a bottle of wine.

I told myself that for the catharsis and indulgence of this night, after tomorrow, I will not hurt myself for someone who doesn't cherish me, it's not worth it!

I thought about running to his family for a showdown, and even stabbed Zhang Liang with a knife, but it was just my out-of-control thoughts when I was impulsive.

Because I don't want to turn our good old days, good memories into a joke!

I have had a rough year.Maybe it was because I was too empty and lonely. One day when I woke up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I accidentally picked up a drift bottle in WeChat, and then I started my "Thousand-faced Fairy" character design, all kinds of women and Tian Nanhai The strange bottle friends in the north made up stories to amuse Kezi.

Why my husband cheated, I was caught by my ex-wife and beat me up in the street, my husband forced me to participate in a /wife/swap game, and I had an affair with my husband’s brother/brother.

The three views are distorted, subverting the past, how shameless, how indulgent, how to make up stories, I am a man, I understand men, what kind of cake is a man who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night?

He is empty and I am lonely, so let's talk about it!

During that time, I was crazily obsessed with WeChat and lost bottles. I spent the whole night making up stories with bottle friends to win sympathy until dawn. The emptiness in my heart was gradually satisfied. I didn’t seem to miss Zhang Liang so much...