"Daddy." Fu Xiwen fell down and didn't act coquettishly or cry. However, he saw that his father's eye circles were so red that he looked like he was wearing rouge. Fu Xiwen, who had never seen Fu Cheng like this before, was startled: "What's wrong with you?"
Fu Cheng took a deep breath and opened the small heart-shaped pendant with trembling fingers.
Inside is a small photo, obviously cut from a group photo. The young man in the photo has handsome features, but has the unique youthfulness and vitality of young people.
It¡¯s obviously him when he was in college.
Fu Cheng held the pendant tightly in his palm, and his heart began to beat desperately.
It seems self-evident what these things represent. Fu Cheng didn't know how much willpower he had to use to suppress the waves of throbbing in his heart.
He desperately let himself take a deep breath to avoid bursting into tears in front of his own son.
"Xiwen." He held the little guy tightly in his arms: "Daddy goes to find mommy. You wait for me at home."
He settled the child and found out where Li Wentian was going through customs information.
When he got the news, he was stunned - the place Li Wentian went to was the country where Fu Xiwen had been before.
Thinking of a certain possibility, his heart became even more anxious. He booked the nearest flight and got ready to go.
When his flight landed, Li Wentian had already looked for that address.
She asked around and determined that a family here had adopted a Chinese boy. In the end, I was told that the family had moved away long ago and no trace could be found.
She had just gotten off the plane and hurried to the police station regardless of her physical fatigue. When she told her the whole story, the other party told her that the family had indeed called the police last year, saying that the child was missing, but until now, there was no clue about the child.
It was getting late, and Li Wentian stood alone on the street in a foreign country, feeling cold in his heart.
She entered a bar. There was no deafening music, no restless dancing, just two people whispering to each other, and the melodious piano accompaniment added to the fun.
She poured the drinks recommended by the bartender into her mouth one after another. She felt that her mouth was bitter and salty. She raised her hand to touch her face and found that the back of her hand was already wet.
The young couple in the booth next door seemed to be quarreling. The girl was sobbing softly and the boy was hurriedly coaxing her.
She raised her eyes and looked over, only to feel that everything in her eyes began to blur. Her mind was in a mess, like a ball of yarn that had been played by a cat, and she couldn't find the beginning or end.
She was lying on the table, feeling dizzy.
Suddenly a message came from the next door - you don't love me.
She tried her best to look up again, but saw that the boy had already kissed his girlfriend.
The screen begins to rotate, cut, rewind, and play back.
Memories that had been deliberately forgotten in my mind came roaring in at this moment like a flood opening.
That night, on the eve of graduation, everyone was in high spirits, but she was the only one sitting in the corner drinking. It was the first time she knew the taste of wine, bitter and spicy, but she insisted on getting drunk to relieve her sorrow.
The memories after that were sealed for six years.
But today, for some reason it reappeared in her mind.
In her memory, the man took her back to the hotel, touched her face, and asked her, "Why do you drink so much?"
She curled her lips and said, "The person I like doesn't like me."
The man seemed to sigh softly and asked her again: "Who is the person you like?"
She tried her best to open her eyes, looked at the handsome features that came into view, then reached out her hand to touch him boldly, and said with a smile, "It's you."
The man was startled, and then he came closer to her: "Are you a fool? Of course I like you."
When she heard this, her face was full of disbelief: "Then why don't you kiss me!"
Then the man kissed her hard.
Her heart almost jumped out of her chest, and she felt as if she was going to fly up and float on the clouds, like the Great Luo Immortal.
The man stopped, but she hummed like a puppy and moved toward his mouth. Her drunken cheeks were hot. When she leaned closer, the man's face was also very hot. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com