she is like a long river

I met with Tan Gui.

I still want to ask him some questions, for example, that day, he was babbling about what he hadn't finished speaking.

I directly stated the reason for the meeting, but Tan Gui didn't follow my question. Instead, he took a sip of his coffee and raised his eyebrows to look at me: "Xiaoxiao, when we just broke up, you promised so straightforwardly, just like you once did. The past is not important to you, which makes me think that you are really too indifferent."

"I don't love you anymore, why bother to delay each other?" I was a little puzzled, "Since you don't like me anymore, then I'll hold on to you with a shameless face, what's the point?"

"Maybe, I admit that I let you down first, but you are really in trouble now."

Tan Gui smiled, looking at me with a little pity.

"Wen He didn't come here for me, her goal was you from the beginning."

Tan Gui will not tell me the answer.

I don't know what he has in Wen He's hands. Now I can only think of what he said, Wen He's target is me.

I?

What do I have, it's just a salted fish that doesn't make progress.

Before Tan Gui left, he gloated and said to me: "Although we are separated, you are still a good girl. I hope you get rid of that troublesome girl soon."

My thoughts were a little confused, and when I walked out of the coffee shop, I found that it was snowing outside.

Wen He stood at the door, she didn't wear a scarf, she didn't know how long she stood there, her face was flushed from the cold.

She was standing a dozen steps away from me, very close, but as far away as a star river.

She looked at me, her eyes were black and bright, with joy and anticipation as usual, at that moment, I suddenly felt a little despicable.

If she doesn't want me to know, then I wait until she wants to say hello.

This time I walked towards her quickly, took off the scarf and tied it around her neck, and asked reproachfully, "Why are you standing here so stupidly, it's snowing, it's so cold."

Wen He smiled at me, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyelids, then she blinked and hooked my fingers.

Wen He asked: "Smile, are we friends?"

The snow fell on her shoulders, and her fingers were cold. I grabbed her hand, trying to transmit some warmth to her, then nodded and replied, "Yes, we have been friends for a long time."

When I got home, I sat on the sofa, organized my language, and said to Wen He: "I'm looking for Tan Gui today to ask about you, because I want to know you better, but I won't ask in the future. Him." I tried to explain to her with the most sincere words, "If I want to know about you in the future, I will ask you directly."

Wen He reached out and hooked the broken hair behind my ears for me. Her voice was very gentle, but she was telling a story of despair.

"My mother was with my father when she was pregnant, but when I was young, because she had many lovers, I didn't know if my father was my biological father. However, I did a paternity test when I grew up. , haha, I am actually the daughter of that lunatic, how ridiculous, isn't it?"

Wen He's hand brushed my cheek, and the cold touch made me shiver.

"When I was five years old, my mother ran away, and my father said that she ran away with a rich man and didn't want us anymore."

"Dad, he misses his mother, but also hates his mother who abandoned him, so he shuts me at home, wears my mother's clothes when he is happy, puts on my makeup, puts on my mother's lipstick, and makes me talk like my mother. When he was unhappy, he grabbed my hair and slammed it against the wall, slapping my face."

"Later, Dad found Mom." Wen He laughed, her brows were curved, and then she paused before slowing down, and said softly, "Then, they died together, in the lake , the corpses were all rotten when they were salvaged, and there was a foul smell."

"I am their daughter, with their blood flowing in my body, and I will become a disgusting monster just like them."

Wen He stepped back and sat up straight, then she tilted her head, raised the corners of her lips, and looked at me with interest.

I looked at her and heard her ask in a very flat tone: "How is it, Xiaoxiao, are you afraid?"

I'm afraid of a hammer.

Of course I can't say that directly, so I took a deep breath, put my hand on Wen He's shoulder, and asked, "Do you hate me, are you afraid of me?"

Wen He froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Then why do I hate you and be afraid of you?" I patted her on the shoulder, speaking earnestly like an old father, "I'm stupid, so here with me, feelings are mutual. If you treat me sincerely, then I I will also treat you with the same or more kindness, so, Wen He, I don't hate you, I like you very much."

After I finished speaking, I had the illusion of going back to fifteen or sixteen years old and secretly writing my life insights in a diary. Seeing Wen He's dazed face, I reached out and rubbed her head, sighing inwardly.

Alas, I told my children that I was fooled.

Add more meat to the dish when cooking at night.

Thinking about it, I got up to cook, only to hear Wen He whisper, "I like you too."

I looked over suspiciously, and saw Wen He raised her head, the blankness in her eyes was gone, she smiled and said to me: "I like you too, I like you the most."