that bastard i love
85 Chapter 4
Dad chatted with those uncles in the living room, and my aunt took me out to play.
On the way, my aunt held my hand and asked me if Papa Wen was okay, and I told my aunt that Papa Wen was fine.
How can Dad Wen be bad? With a little sun like me accompanying him, he must be happy every day.
My aunt smiled and reached out to touch my head.
Like Dad Zhang, my aunt always told me to take good care of Dad Wen, not to make Dad Wen sad and angry, saying that Dad Wen had depression and should not be too emotional.
I don't know what kind of illness depression is, but it sounds serious.
However, I will take good care of Papa Wen.
After dinner, Dad Zhang took me home. My aunt and grandpa always asked us to stay a little longer, but I didn't want to stay here. People here don't like me. I want to go back to find Dad Wen.
Zhang's father looked at me reluctantly, finally sighed, and chose to take me home.
On the way back, it started to rain heavily.
When I got home, the house was pitch black without any light.
Could it be that Papa Wen is not at home?
Father Zhang stared at the dark living room thoughtfully, then patted me on the shoulder and told me to go to bed.
I raised my head, looked at Papa Zhang, and asked, "Where's Papa Wen?"
Papa Zhang squatted down and told me that Papa Wen was asleep and told me not to wake Papa Wen up and be quiet.
I nodded.
Papa Zhang stood up satisfied, and went upstairs to find Papa Wen. I watched TV in the living room for a while, and planned to go up to rest.
Passing by the bedrooms of the fathers, I suddenly heard small cries.
It was Papa Wen's voice.
I hid behind the door, covered my mouth and dared not make a sound, and quietly poked around the crack of the door.
The light in the room was very dark, and it seemed that only one lamp was lit.
I saw Papa Wen buried in the quilt, and Papa Zhang held Papa Wen in his arms through the quilt, and Papa Wen's childhood crying came from the quilt.
Zhang's father kept saying to Wen's father in a low voice: "it's over, it's all over."
I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't dare to go in, so I could only stay at the door in a daze.
After listening at the door for a while, there was no sound, and I was not very curious, so I yawned and went back to my room to sleep.
I'm so sleepy, I'll ask Papa Wen tomorrow.
…………
The next day, Dad Zhang woke up early in the morning. When I yawned and went downstairs, I saw Dad Zhang leaning on the sofa reading a newspaper with a serious face.
I shuddered.
Father Zhang raised his head, glanced at me, and said, "Is it fun to eavesdrop at the door last night?"
My heart went cold.
It’s over.
I thought I was hiding it well, but I didn't expect to be discovered by Zhang's father.
I scratched my head in embarrassment.
However, Zhang's father didn't blame me, he waved his hand to let me go, and after I ran over with a dog's leg... kicked my ass...
I sat on the sofa and grinned while clutching my kicked butt. Zhang’s father saw my exaggerated expression and laughed: “A half-grown child is still eavesdropping on adults. I can’t do this next time.”
"I won't dare next time, but what happened to Dad Wen last night?" I sat cross-legged on the sofa and asked.
Papa Zhang sighed, stretched out his hand to stroke my hair, and said seriously: "Your Papa Wen has depression, and you will be particularly sensitive during thunderstorms, and you can't control your emotions, so you have to coax your Papa Wen well."
I nodded.
————————————————————————
In the third year of junior high school, I made a girlfriend at school. She was a very beautiful girl named Pingfeng.
It's my classmate in the next class.
Pingfeng is really a nice and interesting girl.
She never disliked my physical defects, and comforted me to face everything with confidence. Maybe God gave me a defective body, but it would also give me some happiness.
I very much agree with this statement.
During the days when I was with Pingfeng, I felt a lot more relaxed. Her appearance made my tense life in the third grade of junior high school a lot easier.
No matter how busy the schoolwork is and how much pressure is there every day, as long as I can see her after school, I feel that this day has not been in vain.
On weekends, I will take Pingfeng out to play together. We can sit and drink a cup of coffee at Starbucks, or go to the cinema to watch a movie. I will also give her some small gifts during some festivals.
Pingfeng likes these exquisite little gifts very much, although I have spent a lot of effort on these little gifts.
But it was worth it to make her happy.
Today I ran out of pocket money again, but Pingfeng wants to watch the latest movie... I can only ask Papa Wen for some pocket money.
I took the pocket money I begged from Dad Wen and ran to the entrance of the cinema in small steps.
From a distance, I saw Pingfeng, standing at the door and talking on the phone.
Hehe, it looks like Pingfeng has arrived long ago.
I tiptoed and approached quietly from behind, hiding the prepared gift behind my back.
I want to surprise her.
"I don't deserve that blind man to watch movies. That blind man is so stupid. He believes everything he says and always gives me gifts. It feels so good to be praised to heaven."
"No, I'll just play with him. Who am I? How can I have a real relationship with a blind man?"
Pingfeng's words penetrated into my ears like a vicious curse.
I stood there in a daze, with a stiff smile on my face.
So this is ah.
It turns out that Pingfeng doesn't like me...just want to feel sought after...
Unfortunately, I really thought that she really liked me...
Ha ha……
I don't know how I got home in the end, my mind was in a mess, and when I woke up, I was already sitting on my sofa.
Papa Wen put a plate of fruit on the table and asked, "Didn't you go out to watch a movie? Why are you back?"
Looking at Papa Wen who has always loved and loved me, I finally couldn't hold back my tears and cried out.
Dad Wen was taken aback. He thought I was beaten outside, so he quickly called Dad Zhang and called him back.
However, these are things for later.
My first love ended this summer.
I didn't say anything to Pingfeng, I didn't ask angry questions or cry, I just alienated the relationship on the grounds of learning.
Later, in the conversation with Zhang's father, I finally woke up.
Impulse, liking, and novelty are not love.
And I just feel new to Pingfeng, not even like it.
This is what my father taught me.
I still remember asking Dad Zhang, what is love, Dad Zhang patted me on the shoulder, pointed to Dad Wen who was making cakes in the kitchen, and said: "Just like your Dad Wen makes cakes, no matter how bad it is, I want to eat it too." Eat it with a smile, and praise how delicious it is."
On the way, my aunt held my hand and asked me if Papa Wen was okay, and I told my aunt that Papa Wen was fine.
How can Dad Wen be bad? With a little sun like me accompanying him, he must be happy every day.
My aunt smiled and reached out to touch my head.
Like Dad Zhang, my aunt always told me to take good care of Dad Wen, not to make Dad Wen sad and angry, saying that Dad Wen had depression and should not be too emotional.
I don't know what kind of illness depression is, but it sounds serious.
However, I will take good care of Papa Wen.
After dinner, Dad Zhang took me home. My aunt and grandpa always asked us to stay a little longer, but I didn't want to stay here. People here don't like me. I want to go back to find Dad Wen.
Zhang's father looked at me reluctantly, finally sighed, and chose to take me home.
On the way back, it started to rain heavily.
When I got home, the house was pitch black without any light.
Could it be that Papa Wen is not at home?
Father Zhang stared at the dark living room thoughtfully, then patted me on the shoulder and told me to go to bed.
I raised my head, looked at Papa Zhang, and asked, "Where's Papa Wen?"
Papa Zhang squatted down and told me that Papa Wen was asleep and told me not to wake Papa Wen up and be quiet.
I nodded.
Papa Zhang stood up satisfied, and went upstairs to find Papa Wen. I watched TV in the living room for a while, and planned to go up to rest.
Passing by the bedrooms of the fathers, I suddenly heard small cries.
It was Papa Wen's voice.
I hid behind the door, covered my mouth and dared not make a sound, and quietly poked around the crack of the door.
The light in the room was very dark, and it seemed that only one lamp was lit.
I saw Papa Wen buried in the quilt, and Papa Zhang held Papa Wen in his arms through the quilt, and Papa Wen's childhood crying came from the quilt.
Zhang's father kept saying to Wen's father in a low voice: "it's over, it's all over."
I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't dare to go in, so I could only stay at the door in a daze.
After listening at the door for a while, there was no sound, and I was not very curious, so I yawned and went back to my room to sleep.
I'm so sleepy, I'll ask Papa Wen tomorrow.
…………
The next day, Dad Zhang woke up early in the morning. When I yawned and went downstairs, I saw Dad Zhang leaning on the sofa reading a newspaper with a serious face.
I shuddered.
Father Zhang raised his head, glanced at me, and said, "Is it fun to eavesdrop at the door last night?"
My heart went cold.
It’s over.
I thought I was hiding it well, but I didn't expect to be discovered by Zhang's father.
I scratched my head in embarrassment.
However, Zhang's father didn't blame me, he waved his hand to let me go, and after I ran over with a dog's leg... kicked my ass...
I sat on the sofa and grinned while clutching my kicked butt. Zhang’s father saw my exaggerated expression and laughed: “A half-grown child is still eavesdropping on adults. I can’t do this next time.”
"I won't dare next time, but what happened to Dad Wen last night?" I sat cross-legged on the sofa and asked.
Papa Zhang sighed, stretched out his hand to stroke my hair, and said seriously: "Your Papa Wen has depression, and you will be particularly sensitive during thunderstorms, and you can't control your emotions, so you have to coax your Papa Wen well."
I nodded.
————————————————————————
In the third year of junior high school, I made a girlfriend at school. She was a very beautiful girl named Pingfeng.
It's my classmate in the next class.
Pingfeng is really a nice and interesting girl.
She never disliked my physical defects, and comforted me to face everything with confidence. Maybe God gave me a defective body, but it would also give me some happiness.
I very much agree with this statement.
During the days when I was with Pingfeng, I felt a lot more relaxed. Her appearance made my tense life in the third grade of junior high school a lot easier.
No matter how busy the schoolwork is and how much pressure is there every day, as long as I can see her after school, I feel that this day has not been in vain.
On weekends, I will take Pingfeng out to play together. We can sit and drink a cup of coffee at Starbucks, or go to the cinema to watch a movie. I will also give her some small gifts during some festivals.
Pingfeng likes these exquisite little gifts very much, although I have spent a lot of effort on these little gifts.
But it was worth it to make her happy.
Today I ran out of pocket money again, but Pingfeng wants to watch the latest movie... I can only ask Papa Wen for some pocket money.
I took the pocket money I begged from Dad Wen and ran to the entrance of the cinema in small steps.
From a distance, I saw Pingfeng, standing at the door and talking on the phone.
Hehe, it looks like Pingfeng has arrived long ago.
I tiptoed and approached quietly from behind, hiding the prepared gift behind my back.
I want to surprise her.
"I don't deserve that blind man to watch movies. That blind man is so stupid. He believes everything he says and always gives me gifts. It feels so good to be praised to heaven."
"No, I'll just play with him. Who am I? How can I have a real relationship with a blind man?"
Pingfeng's words penetrated into my ears like a vicious curse.
I stood there in a daze, with a stiff smile on my face.
So this is ah.
It turns out that Pingfeng doesn't like me...just want to feel sought after...
Unfortunately, I really thought that she really liked me...
Ha ha……
I don't know how I got home in the end, my mind was in a mess, and when I woke up, I was already sitting on my sofa.
Papa Wen put a plate of fruit on the table and asked, "Didn't you go out to watch a movie? Why are you back?"
Looking at Papa Wen who has always loved and loved me, I finally couldn't hold back my tears and cried out.
Dad Wen was taken aback. He thought I was beaten outside, so he quickly called Dad Zhang and called him back.
However, these are things for later.
My first love ended this summer.
I didn't say anything to Pingfeng, I didn't ask angry questions or cry, I just alienated the relationship on the grounds of learning.
Later, in the conversation with Zhang's father, I finally woke up.
Impulse, liking, and novelty are not love.
And I just feel new to Pingfeng, not even like it.
This is what my father taught me.
I still remember asking Dad Zhang, what is love, Dad Zhang patted me on the shoulder, pointed to Dad Wen who was making cakes in the kitchen, and said: "Just like your Dad Wen makes cakes, no matter how bad it is, I want to eat it too." Eat it with a smile, and praise how delicious it is."
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