"We were in a foreign country and we were all Chinese, so we gathered together to keep each other warm..." Zhao Wen clenched the coffee in his hand and said slowly: "He joined a group and met a Chinese girl..."
Tu Yufan listened to it and found that the male protagonist was just like in the previous story, mentally cheating on another girl.
The girl's personality was not as quiet and gentle as Zhao Wen, but rather she was arrogant and outspoken, and she and the male protagonist were like a pair of bickering foes. They were in their twenties and thirties but still had a deep love for each other and even formed a band. The male protagonist spent most of his time with the girl and he gradually ignored her.
He forgot how the eighteen-year-old Wen Jingchu held Zhao Wen in his hands, carefully nurtured this relationship, and even had the courage to jump off a building in order to gain Zhao Wen's forgiveness.
This impulse may make people feel stupid, but it is also a passionate confession.
In just a few steps, it was running in an unpredictable direction.
"It's getting late. I'm leaving now."
Tu Yufan saw a woman in hot clothes walking towards the bar across the street. It was Liao Jiaxiu.
Tu Yufan also sent a text message to his first wife's mother, telling her that he was in the coffee shop across the street.
"vomit--"
Zhao Wen suddenly retched.
"You're pregnant—"
Tu Yufan narrowed his eyes and spoke bluntly.
Zhao Wen's expression began to panic. She lowered her head, shame and sadness in her eyes, and tears slowly gathered in her eyes.
Wen Jingchu refused to touch her at first. He cherished her and said that he would keep her until after they got married.
Later, when Zhao Wen saw the girl helping the drunk Wen Jingchu back, she took a gamble and had sex with him.
Wen Jingchu felt very guilty when he woke up and promised to marry her in the future.
She thought Wen Jingchu had finally returned, but it turned out to be just a flash in the pan. The next morning, he received a call from that girl and left in a hurry, ignoring Zhao Wen's attempts to keep him.
After Zhao Wen died, her memory kept flashing back to the day when he left and looked back at her with a look of longing.
He said: "Wenwen, you were not so willful before."
......
Zhao Wen's face was pale. She felt that she had exposed her worst side. Her fingers trembled slightly and she didn't know where to put her hands.
"Do you think—"
"I think no matter how beautiful something was in the past, if it is rotten now, we should cut it off immediately."
Tu Yufan has said all here. People should put loving themselves first, and anything else is despised.
Just then Liao Jiaxiu came out and the time was up, so he didn't plan to say anything more to the heroine.
Bang!
The glass door of the coffee shop was violently slammed open.
Wen Jingchu looked at Tu Yufan gloomily, with extremely suspicious eyes falling on the two of them.
"Wenwen, do you regret it? I know you have never forgotten him." Wen Jingchu roared at Zhao Wen.
Then he punched Tu Yufan.
Tu Yufan: “…?”
He deserved it, he admitted it, no one wanted him to watch the fun.
Tu Yufan caught his fist easily, and with a click, Wen Jingchu's fist was broken by him.
Wen Jingchu's face turned pale in an instant, piercing pain rushed into his brain, tears flowed directly out of his eyes, and his facial features were twisted into a ball.
He was about to say something when he suddenly felt a pain on his head.
"How dare you, the son of a mistress, hit my son? What qualifications do you have to hit my son? I'm so pissed off!!"
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