that bastard i love

"This milk tea is really bad." Zhang Min took a small sip from the cup and said with a grin.

Wen Gulin sat cross-legged at the side, smiled and blew away the heat rising from the surface of the cup, and joked: "It's not the first time you drink it, the milk tea here is always salty, don't you have to taste the special food? "

Zhang Min thought about it, and it seemed that he ordered it himself.

Looking at Zhang Min's deflated face, Wen Gulin secretly laughed out loud in his heart.

It's been a long time since I saw Zhang Min like this.

But it's also interesting to say, after arriving at the hotel, he dragged him to lie on the bed and sleep soundly, in order to keep his spirits up.

It was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening when the two woke up.

Originally Wen Gulin wanted to take Zhang Min out to eat, but Zhang Min sternly refused.

Zhang Min said that he can just order food at the hotel.

Wen Gulin didn't care about him, anyway, he used to lead a group to play here every day, and ate almost all the food.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Min had another idea.

On the way here, Zhang Min checked the special snacks and delicacies on the Internet.

Although he came here once, it was only three years ago, and he had long since forgotten where he had gone.

Tibetan milk tea... seems to be salty.

Well, after being bullied by Wen Gulin for so many days, he can finally regain his dignity.

His plan is this: after arriving at the hotel, he proposes to have dinner at the hotel, and then order a few pots of milk tea. Wen Gulin will definitely not be able to stand such strange milk tea, and then he will act like a baby to him and ask him to drink it for him. Back to dignity.

What a perfect plan.

But he forgot...Wen Gulin used to be a tour guide and often went back and forth in this generation. Such milk tea has long been commonplace for Wen Gulin.

On the contrary, he suffered himself...

It's like shooting yourself in the foot with a rock...

Wen Gulin poured another glass for Zhang Min. Seeing Zhang Min's face turn from white to green, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahahaha, you ordered so much, drink it up yourself."

If he could go back to when he just ordered, he would definitely slap himself a few times to wake him up.

Why do you want to die like this.

Seeing Zhang Minsheng's loveless look, Wen Gulin laughed and took Zhang Min's quilt, and poured the milk tea inside into his cup.

Forget it, don't drink it if you're not used to it.

Don't drink anything.

"Okay, okay, I still order so much if I can't drink, don't order in the future." Wen Gulin picked up the chopsticks, pointed to the dishes on the plate and said to Zhang Min: "Good boy, eat."

Zhang Min silently picked up the chopsticks, only to realize that Wen Gulin had coaxed him like a child.

Zhang Min: "..."

Forget it, my daughter-in-law will pamper her.

What else can I do.

The two picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. Halfway through the meal, Zhang Min suddenly remembered something and said, "Did you always come here often?"

Wen Gulin nodded, and put down his chopsticks: "Yes, I used to come here often, and I have stayed in almost all the hotels here, and this one twice, and I decided on this one because I felt pretty good."

Zhang Min nodded: "Then tell me what you were like before."

Wen Gulin smiled: "There is nothing to say."

"I won't go out to play tonight, let's have a good chat, we can talk about anything, it's been a long time since we sat down and had a good chat."

Zhang Min got up and poured himself a glass of water from the water dispenser beside him.

Wen Gulin drank the milk tea in the cup and smiled lightly.

Yes, it's been a long time since we had a good chat.

Today, I will take advantage of this full moon to narrate the past of my life.

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The two sat at the table facing each other, smiling and looking at each other, facing each other silently.

In the end, it was Wen Gulin who broke the tranquility first: "Why did you want to be a lawyer before?"

Zhang Min smiled and said, "There is no reason. When I was going to university, my father told me that lawyers make money and let me choose a lawyer. I thought it would be good to make money. What about you, why do you want to be a tour guide?"

"I was also a loafer at the time. You see, I had no education and couldn't find a job at all. At that time, my friend said that he was working as a tour guide. If you want to join me, I agreed."

"Then what do you think of being a tour guide?" Zhang Min asked.

Wen Gulin smiled and said, "Whatever you can do, just take it easy, and you can transfer two money to eat. It's not like your barrister making money."

Zhang Min couldn't help laughing too.

Not because what Wen Gulin said was funny, but because of their harmonious and warm atmosphere at the moment.

Sometimes, people who love each other don't have to kiss and go to bed together, nor do they have to go on a date, they may just sit down together and look at the sky.

The simplest and most ordinary, but the happiest.

"If you hadn't met me, what do you think you are doing now?" Wen Gulin clasped his hands and smiled.

Zhang Min raised his head, looked at him with a half-smile, and sighed softly, "Maybe he's still working overtime in the company."

Wen Gulin put away his smile, got up and walked to Zhang Min's side, squatted down, raised his head and looked up at Zhang Min's face.

Finally, he slowly stretched out his hand, caressing the face that was engraved in his heart.

It's like they have gone through their lives like this.

"Look at you, you have wrinkles." Wen Gulin touched his forehead and said to Zhang Min with a light smile.

Zhang Min grabbed Wen Gulin's hand, rubbed his face on Wen Gulin's hand, and said indiscriminately, "Isn't it? I'm old. You're 30 years old this year, and I'm already 37."

With a snap of the fingers, the vicissitudes of life climbed onto the face, polishing the person into another look.

"If you hadn't met me, would you marry someone else now?" Wen Gulin asked softly, lying on Zhang Min's lap.

"There are no ifs in the world." Zhang Min said calmly, stroking Wen Gulin's hair.

Wen Gulin sighed.

Yes, there has never been an if in the world.

"What about you, do you regret falling in love with me?" Zhang Min said.

"I don't have any regrets, you are willing to do what I want, can you stop asking these boring questions." Wen Gulin smiled.

Zhang Min thought for a while, and said: "Isn't there always someone on the Internet who said that falling in love with so-and-so really regrets wasting so many years of good youth?"

"Then they must not be true love."

As Wen Gulin said, he raised his head, pointed to himself, and said to Zhang Min with a smile: "Look at me, I really love you."

"Yes, you have true love for me, and I have true love for you." Zhang Min felt a little uncomfortable looking at Wen Gulin's smiling face.

This person in front of me loves him so much, loves him every minute, treats him so well...but he has made this person cry and feel bad.

I'm really sorry.

Occupied so many of your beautiful youth, but did not let you always put a smile on your face.

"Sorry." Zhang Min stroked Wen Gulin's hair and said with a wry smile.

Wen Gulin didn't speak, just lay quietly on Zhang Min's lap, tilted his head, and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky through the window.

Things like the past are never separated from yesterday.