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Chapter 125 Love Is Too Late (I Hope You Can Love Your Parents)

Xu Hongdou's house is clean and tidy, spotless and orderly.

All the things are placed neatly, meticulously staying where they belong.

Letting go of her hand, Xu Hongdou went straight to the photo wall. After glancing at it, she mustered up the courage to take it down, and then came to sit on the sofa with the photo of her friend Chen Nanxing.

"She is Chen Nanxing, my best friend from college, and we have been together ever since."

Speaking of friends, Xu Hongdou's voice, leaning on Zhang Wentao's shoulder, choked up again.The voice is also murmuring.

Zhang Wentao took it over and looked it over. In his vague memory, he only vaguely remembered that Xu Hongdou was accompanying a woman of the same age at that time, and the appearance and expression of the other party were already in his mind.

Looking at the gray photo and the pretty face of the woman on it, Zhang Wentao nodded regretfully.

He doesn't have many friends, and most of them formed their own families when they were young, and they haven't seen each other for a long time.For the feeling of friendship, he didn't feel as deeply as Xu Hongdou.

And for so many years abroad, there are cultural conflicts, skin differences, and busy work.His friends are more from colleagues.

The friendship between colleagues is also very different from the friendship established in the student period.

"At that time, when you met me in the hospital, she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, which is at an advanced stage." Xu Hongdou said softly, and tears rolled down again: "The day before we went to the hospital, it was the first day we met. one day."

"The two of us are still together, imagining the beauty of the future."

"In fact, she said that she would come to Yunnan to play together very early, but I was busy with work at that time. But you see, now that I am here, I have left so many memories, but she will never come."

After the words fell, Xu Hongdou wiped away her tears and pointed to the photo wall in front of her.The photos record the memories she left here, 'delicious', 'fun', 'making friends', 'people she likes'...

Scanning silently, Zhang Wentao raised his hand and gently stroked Xu Hongdou's hair.

Feel the fragility and guilt in her heart beside her, and also feel the touch brought by the other party's intentions.He didn't know how to comfort him, as if everything he said was pale at this moment.

Only by slowly accompanying each other and feeling the stagnation of time together can we bring comfort to each other.

After a while, Xu Hongdou looked up at Zhang Wentao and said softly, "Okay, it's time to talk about you."

Perhaps because she was afraid that the other party was not ready to share with her, she did not mention Zhang Wentao's parents, but said, "I want to hear your story."

"Yeah." Zhang Wentao nodded silently, changed his posture, gently withdrew his hand on the opponent's head, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said, "Actually, I lied to you."

Xu Hongdou was stunned for a moment, and looked at the other party. Zhang Wentao felt distressed by the redness of his eyes and the tears in the corners of his eyes. He was not in a hurry to explain, nor was he in a hurry to turn on the phone.

Instead, he touched her gently, wiped away the tears on her face, looked into her clear eyes, and said: "My father, he worked in BJ's first five-star hotel, and he was a guest room at the beginning. Department, also stayed at the front desk, and then went to the computer room."

"He used to be in charge of training often, so when you asked me before, I was afraid that some of the people you knew had contacted him, so I lied."

"Ah."

After hearing Zhang Wentao's explanation, Xu Hongdou nodded understandingly, feeling the tenderness from the other party's fingertips, and asked, "What about your mother?"

"My mother is just an ordinary worker."

"She has a very different personality from my father, so when I was young, at the age when I was just ignorant, I often thought about why my father is so good, while my mother is so ordinary..."

Zhang Wentao gently talked about his past, because of the memory, his eyes looked out the window.Xu Hongdou listened quietly, watching each other silently.

At this moment, Zhang Wentao gave her the feeling that there was no initial alienation. Instead, she found in the plain memories of the other party that Zhang Wentao loved his parents very much, but because he pursued ideals too much when he was young, he went away.And he, who was young and ignorant, also hurt his mother.Not deliberately, but because of age, lack of real understanding of love.

"So, your father has a great influence on you, making you ignore your mother's love, right?"

"Ah."

Zhang Wentao nodded, he turned his head to look at Xu Hongdou, the two were very close, looking away was the other's cheek, but at this moment, there was no ripple in his heart.The two are like good friends, telling each other's deepest secrets.

The sensitive and fragile scab that the person you like the most is the one you don't want to touch.

Boys generally have a better relationship with their mothers since childhood, while girls generally have a closer relationship with their fathers.Zhang Wentao is just the opposite.He has blindly worshiped his father since he was a child, and because of this, he chose to share many things with his father, thus ignoring the existence of his mother.

Just like the panic and joy when he received the love letter for the first time, he chose to share it with his father.

Because when he was a child, he found a love letter written by his father to his mother in the suitcase.So he felt that his father was more romantic, but he ignored that when his father was sent to work in HK, it was his mother who worked hard at home to take care of the family.

But when he grows up to understand these principles, it is difficult for him to express his love to his mother, because the love expressed is no longer pure.

"So every time you promise others something, you will try your best to do it, just because your father slapped you when you promised others and didn't do it when you were in junior high school?"

"Well. It's been almost 20 years, and I can still remember what he said to me at that time." Zhang Wentao bit his lip and shook his head.

"Then have you ever expressed your love to your mother to her?"

"What I'm expressing is probably not love, it should be just guilt. In fact, after some feelings are missed, money and material things cannot make up for it."

Facing his mother, Zhang Wentao felt much more remorse and guilt than his father.

At first, in his memory, the joy and growth shared with his mother were far less than those shared with his father.After losing his mother, as time went by, he gradually came to his senses.

In fact, his mother has always accompanied him to grow up, and exists silently by his side.

Cook, wash and take care of the family for him every day.These things that he neglected are usually the result of years of hard work and dedication, as well as his mother's love for him.

"I think your mother can feel your love for her, and she loves you too." After speaking, in a long silence, Xu Hongdou gently leaned herself on the other's shoulder. The other party's heart is closer to the other party, so that the other party can understand her mind at the moment.

……

On this night that was supposed to be peaceful, Zhang Wentao and Xu Hongdou leaned together, looked at the moon outside the carved wooden window and talked a lot, just like the chirping of insects and wind chimes outside, talking to each other in the silent night, until the two were close Fall asleep together.

And the next day, with the sound of cock crowing outside the courtyard, the sleepy-eyed two looked at each other.

In addition to the intimacy brought by talking to each other, there is also a hint of embarrassment in the eyes of the two who have shared too many secrets.

"you…"

"I…"

(End of this chapter)