The car stopped in front of the community, Tian Mafan said thank you earnestly and left.
Looking at her leaving back, Zhang Lang leaned on the seat motionlessly and lost his mind.
After a while, the phone rings rang in the back row of the car.
Zhang Lang realized that she had actually left the phone in the car.
He had no choice but to get out of the car and send her the phone back.[
After ringing the doorbell, Tian Mafan opened the door.
"I forgot to get your phone."
Tian Mafan squeezed his eyebrows and said blaming himself, "I am so forgetful, I forgot about it. Thank you."
"You're welcome." Zhang Lang said casually.
The two of them were stunned in front of the door, and there was a silence.
When Zhang Lang was about to say goodbye, a little girl suddenly ran out of the room, about 2-3 years old, was pulling the corner of Tian Mafan's clothes, and said in a slight voice: "Mom, who is this?"
Mom! Zhang Lang looked at everything in front of him calmly, stunned.
This little girl actually called her mother!
In an instant, Zhang Lang suddenly felt that he had fallen into a vortex. The feeling of weightlessness made him feel light in his body, as if he had lost all his strength at once, floating ignorantly...
He looked at the little girl with a stamina, and his heart was about to burst.
This little girl is very beautiful. Her watery eyes are as bright as pearls, her eyebrows are as beautiful as crescent moons, her skin is as flawless as white jade, and her sweet face is filled with an angel-like smile.
After three years of separation, she actually had such a daughter.
And he was still thinking about her day and night, worried about her, and dreaming about her.
He took two steps back, looked at the mother and son in disbelief, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
After a long time, he suddenly turned his head and ran away.
He drove like an angry beast, running wildly in the hazy night, and the little girl's smile flashed over and over in his mind.
Three years are really long, long enough to change a person's heart.
She actually had a child.
But he still cares about her.[
Although he could not let go of Shao Mengquan's affairs, his love for her had never changed.
In every trance, every half-dream and half-awake, everything he thought about was her.
She was like a brand, imprinted in his heart.
But how could she... have children with others?
He punched the steering wheel, rushed his car wildly, and walked when he saw the road.
It started raining in the sky at this moment. He opened the tent and let the rain sprinkle in, allowing the rain to wash his mind.
The rain fell along his hair little by little, and fell on his clothes on his face.
But he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears!
When he got home, he sat on the bar and took out several pieces of foreign wine.
He opened the wine bottle, and didn't use the cup, and poured the whole piece into his mouth...
The amber wine tilted down into his mouth like a faucet. He swallowed desperately, drinking like a thirsty baby drinking milk.
After a while, he swayed and lay on the table.
He really wanted to get drunk so that he wouldn't have to think about the scene tonight anymore.
But he seemed to be more awake as he drank, and the little girl's face flashed rapidly in his mind like fast forward.
He swept all the wine on the table to the ground and lay in pain in his arms.
The phone rang, it was Fang Yuyao who called. "Alang, what are you doing?"