that bastard i love

The sky suddenly broke, and the light sneaked into the room through the slits in the curtains, and shone on Zhang Min's face.

Zhang Min opened his eyes in a daze, shook his drowsy head, and looked up at the wall clock on the wall.

It was still early, only six o'clock in the morning.

Just about to turn over and hug Wen Gulin and sleep again, but found that there was nothing beside him.

Touch it with your hand, it's cold.

It seems that Wen Gulin has been up for a long time.

But what about people?

Zhang Min looked around, but did not find Wen Gulin in the room.

I wanted to make a call to Wen Gulin, but when I picked up the phone, I realized that Wen Gulin had lost his phone.

Gee.

When he was getting dressed, he found a small note in the coat pocket of his coat, which should have been left for him by Wen Gulin.

I'll go to the Potala Palace first, when you get up, take your time and come to me.

There is also a very funny expression drawn on the back.

Zhang Min smiled and shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

I don't know whether I am laughing at Wen Gulin's naughtiness or the fact that it is so rare to have such a peaceful and beautiful morning.

After tidying up his clothes, Zhang Min bought a piece of bait at the door and went to the Potala Palace.

There are many tile-roofed houses and brick walls along the way, which are ordinary and simple, but full of strong Tibetan culture.

There are small blue flags hanging above the head, fluttering gently with the morning breeze.

The warm yellow morning light sprinkled from the sky, illuminating the earth and warming the world.

Suddenly there is a feeling that feels very sacred.

In the past, Zhang Min always felt that Wen Gulin was superstitious, but when he really experienced it, he couldn't say anything.

Some people always say that everyone has a Tibetan dream, which becomes a kind of belief, so that people who get lost in the city can find their lost souls.

For the first time, he felt sacred about a place.

What a wonderful feeling.

Zhang Min came to the gate of the Potala Palace, but did not see Wen Gulin.

It's really a headache, how can he find such a big place, and he is not familiar with the place.

Zhang Min sighed and walked inside.

The walls of the Potala Palace are all composed of snow-white high walls, and the buildings overlap.

Walking up to the top, one or two tourists who came to play early in the morning gradually appeared, but Wen Gulin was still nowhere to be seen.

What about people?Where did you go?

Zhang Min sighed and continued to walk up, passing many houses and palaces.

Finally, at the gate of the top palace, Wen Gulin was found.

But... something is different.

"...Wen Gulin?"

After the man heard it, he turned his head and showed him a bright smile.

"You came."

Zhang Min froze on the spot for a while, raised his finger and pointed at Wen Gulin, a little speechless.

Wen Gulin reached out and rubbed his short hair stuck to the back of his head, smiled and said, "What's wrong? Are you not used to it?"

"I'm not used to it. Why did you suddenly cut your hair?" Zhang Min stepped forward in surprise and asked.

Wen Gulin didn't answer his question, just smiled, took his hand and walked to the open space beside him.

Looking down, there are countless houses and towns.

"Before I came, did I tell you that when the journey is over, give me an answer."

"This is the last attraction of our journey."

Zhang Min opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

He hasn't thought about it yet.

Seeing him like this, Wen Gulin guessed that Zhang Min might not have thought it through yet, and he didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, and continued: "You can listen to me first, and then I'll talk about you after I finish. idea."

Zhang Min nodded with a complicated expression.

"I haven't slept since last night."

"I've been looking back on our past in my mind, thinking about the first time we met, thinking about the first time we ate together, when you were really a straight man with terminal cancer, and you only cared about eating your own food."

"I think of a lot. I think of the time when you had a cold and a fever, and you lay on the bed and stared at me, just because I didn't help you bring the documents to the bed to show you."

"I remember before, when I came to your company to wait for you to get off work, and then it rained heavily, you took off your clothes and put them on my head. At that time, I felt my heart was beating wildly."

"I remember before, I brought two bottles of chili sauce home to eat with bibimbap. As soon as you opened it, your face was livid with fright, and you yelled at me to cover it. At that time, you were really fierce, haha, and very cute."

"At the end of the day, I only have your face in my mind. I told you once that I grow long hair because it represents my desire for freedom. Now I have cut my long hair."

"I put my freedom in your hands, what about you, what do you think?"

Wen Gulin squinted his eyes with a smile, and the morning breeze blew his short hair slightly.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Min's eyes gradually turned red.

He didn't expect Wen Gulin to play memory killing with him, and he didn't expect Wen Gulin to lose his hair to express his love to him.

It all happened so suddenly that he was powerless to fight back.

The past events mentioned by Wen Gulin are all their happiness, and it is the past that they can't let go of most.

He is not hard-hearted, he is also a human being, he also has feelings, pain, and sadness.

He will love too.

Wen Gulin is like the ray of light in his life, and he is like a gray gray mouse, following the ray of light in his life all the time, to the other side of happiness.

Seeing that Zhang Min was silent, Wen Gulin's smile gradually turned into a wry smile.

In fact, he had already been prepared in his heart, but when it really came, he would still feel a little sad.

There are also some regrets.

Too bad they have to end there.

But he can still accept it calmly. After all, he said it himself before coming here. No matter what, he must be kind and leave his best side to the other party.

In fact, he is also a person who wants to be very decent.

So... let's stop here and say goodbye?

No need.

Wen Gulin turned around, and before he could take a step, he was hugged tightly from behind.

"Don't go..."

Zhang Min's voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.

"You are not allowed to go anywhere... you can only stay by my side."

Wen Gulin was tightly trapped in Zhang Min's arms, and the joy of regaining his loss hadn't passed yet, when Zhang Min's straight man's words made him blush, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he argued unconvincedly: "You didn't give me anything Answer, why should I stay by your side."

How could Zhang Min not understand his little thought: "We are together, we will not be separated in the future."

"it is good."

Wen Gulin laughed until tears fell, turned around and put his arms around Zhang Min's neck, all the tears fell into Zhang Min's clothes.

This long journey has finally come to an end.

They finally found the answer in their hearts.

Three years ago, they made a wish here, a wish to be together.

Now, they have realized their wish and come to fulfill their wish.

Thank God for giving them this fate.