The choice of love

In the dark bedroom, men and women were fast asleep on the bed.Suddenly there was a phone vibrate, and the woman noticed it first, and pushed the man who was still sleeping next to her: "Husband, wake up, your phone is ringing." The man touched his phone on the bedside table after a few times, Press the answer button, before he could speak, a strange man's voice came from the noisy environment opposite, "Hi, sir, this is XX bar, your friend drank too much here, can you come and pick him up ?"

"I'll be right there." After speaking, the man hung up the phone.

The man hurriedly got up and got dressed, the bedside lamp on the woman's side was turned on, and the woman pulled the quilt covering her upper body and sat up. "Honey, it's so late, where are you going?"

"Oh, something happened to my friend, you go to bed first, don't wait for me." After speaking, the man hurried out of the bedroom, and the loud closing sound of the door made the woman realize that the man had really left.

She turned her head and picked up the photo on the bedside table, gently stroking the handsome man in the photo with her slender fingers, a smile appeared faintly on that beautiful face, it was hard to conceal the desolation.The photo is a family portrait. Besides her and the man who just went out, there is also a lovely girl. The girl looks six or seven years old, but she is almost eight years old. I don’t know if it’s because of congenital heart disease. , so the length is smaller than the average child of the same age.The girl looks as beautiful as her father, with big black eyes, white and lovely.The woman gently put down the photo, lay down slowly, and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Because it was already past two o'clock in the morning, there were very few cars on the road, allowing men to drive quickly on the road.I don't know how long it took, the man has come to this bar.He got out of the car, frowned, and walked in anyway.

This bar is the same as other bars, full of feasting lights and drunk men everywhere.This atmosphere made the man scoff.

"Yo, handsome guy, you're so handsome, where are you going to wait? Do you have any company?" A drunken man came over to strike up a conversation.The man stared at him without saying a word, and walked straight to the bar.

The man tugged and tugged at the little boy who was lying on the bar counter and was so drunk that he couldn't find him.

"Don't touch me, who are you? Why are you dragging me?" the boy whimpered.

"I, your husband." After speaking, the man grabbed the boy and dragged him out of the bar like a chicken.

"Don't, don't touch me. Let go, let me go...I haven't had enough drink yet, why are you here, who told you to come." The boy struggled.

The man frowned and slammed the boy hard into the car, causing the car's double flashes to light up.

"Xu Qian, have you had enough trouble!" The man had lost his last bit of patience.

Xu Qian's legs softened, he turned around and sat on the ground leaning on the car.Such a bump, coupled with the man's roar, made him more than half sober.He raised his head and stared at the man, "What? Are you angry? Has it affected the harmonious sex life of your husband and wife?"

"Xu Qian! What do you want!"

The boy stood up and stared at the man, "What do I think? What can I think? So what if I think? Zheng Qiuchen, let me warn you, don't talk to me in such a tone, you don't have to come if you're not happy, There are a lot of men in this bar, I don't really want you!"

"You have the nerve to say it again!" Zheng Qiuchen rushed forward and grabbed Xu Qian's collar. Due to the difference in height, Zheng Qiuchen seemed to have picked up Xu Qian.

"What? You want to hit me? Zheng Qiuchen, on Christmas Eve, you can have someone in your bed, but I have to be alone? Why?"

"Xu Qian!"

"Oh." Xu Qian sneered, and heaved a long sigh of relief. I don't know if it was because of the stimulation of alcohol, tears ran across his cheeks silently. "Zheng Qiuchen, why did I fall in love with such a bastard as you?" Xu Qian murmured.

Seeing Xu Qian crying, Zheng Qiuchen felt a stab of sadness in his heart, he pulled Xu Qian into his arms, hugged him tightly, and said in a low voice, "Qian, I'm sorry, I made you sad again, I'm really sorry I'm sorry. Don't cry, okay? I feel sorry for you."

Xu Qian reluctantly lifted the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a smile that Zheng Qiuchen didn't see, then he hugged Zheng Qiuchen tightly, and said softly, "Honey, I'm tired, let's go home."