Chapter 719 He is my father
For Wen Lueyan, the only change between now and before the college entrance examination is probably that he has truly become free.
He can now hold his cell phone in his hand openly, and he no longer needs to report his daily schedule to his parents. The door of the study is finally opened, and he can draw in it at will.
But now the boy no longer wants to stay at home all day.
He prefers to ride his bike to the studio near school to paint every day.
Even though the weather was very hot and he was sweating all over his forehead from riding his bike, he didn't mind at all.
Of course, perhaps a bigger reason is that he hopes to see the girl with red teardrop moles under her eyes who left without saying goodbye on that familiar road.
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Leaving the studio and heading to the main road, there is a fork in the road leading to the vegetable market.
That day, Wen Lueyan rode his bicycle out of the studio as usual. The setting sun cast a golden and red hue on the ground through the tree branches, and his bicycle made a jingling sound.
Just as we passed this fork in the road, the clanging sound was suddenly cut off by a sharp brake.
The bicycle wheels left white scratches on the road. The boy put one foot on the ground and stared at a figure on the road, his eyes suddenly widening.
Then he didn't even have time to stop the bike properly, and let it fall to the ground and rushed into the alley.
"Hello!"
The academic genius who was always calm and composed in the eyes of everyone he knew shouted out loudly without caring about his image.
"Stop!"
However, even though the boy's voice was raised so high that it could be heard throughout the entire street, the girl continued walking forward as if she could not hear him.
After finally catching up with the person, Wen Lueyan suddenly pulled her over.
The girl was pulled by the wrist and turned around, and Wen Luyan was stunned.
The girl's pretty face was now covered with tears, and her peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with springs, with tears pouring out.
“Woo—”
The girl sobbed and tried hard to break free from Wen Lueyan's hand.
Wen Lueyan finally came to his senses.
He moved his hands and realized that the skin under his hands was wet and cold.
At this moment, the girl's whole body was soaked as if she had just been caught in the rain, and water was dripping from her hair.
“You are…”
Wen Lueyan let go of his hand, stunned.
"What's wrong?"
The girl didn't say anything, just sobbed and turned to leave.
Wen Lueyan didn't dare to pull her hard, so he had to follow her closely.
After following for a while, Wen Lueyan finally realized that the girl's eyes were fixed on an old man walking slowly in front of her... No, it should be a middle-aged man.
Wen Lueyan followed the girl's gaze and pondered secretly in his heart.
This man looks really old, his hair is almost completely white.
He only has one face, which looks quite handsome and has few wrinkles.
But what really makes people mistakenly think that he is an old man is the indifferent and decadent air around him.
It seemed as if there was nothing to be happy about and nothing interesting. His steps and his gaze fixed on the road ahead looked very numb, and his whole body exuded an air of oldness from the inside out.
The girl followed him closely, not far behind, crying as she followed.
I walked in the sun for a long time but my hair still didn't dry.
He looked as miserable as a homeless puppy caught in the rain.
Wen Lueyan finally couldn't help but hold her back and said,
"Who is that? Why are you following him?"
The girl turned around, and he saw her tearful face again.
As the boy frowned, the girl answered with sobs.
"That's... my dad."
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