Ex-wife, please marry me

After saying goodbye to them one by one, I turned around and left. When I saw what I had just achieved, I felt proud. Along the way, the atmosphere of Christmas is full of happiness.

I wandered home slowly, put down the books in my bag, and simply filled some paper towels, money, keys and other basic supplies.

Probe looked at the wind whistling outside, although the body in the warm environment or can not help but shiver, quietly went to the wardrobe in front of the most warm down jacket.

Sure enough, as long as she was still sitting, Feng Yuanyuan arrived in high spirits. She gasped as if she had run all the way through the door.

Wang Mengmeng carefully helped her hang up her clothes and gently poured a cup of hot water.

"Which... Mengmeng, I'm sorry, my boyfriend said, I have to accompany him today..." Feng Yuanyuan said and scratched her head.

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On the other hand, the annual Christmas is in full swing.

Friends send Christmas gifts to each other. This kind of festival has become a way for people to connect with each other, giving friends a chance to get together.

Of course, this kind of festival also benefits many men and women in love, whether it is on the street or in the restaurant, you can see lovers coming and going, lonely people in this festival seems to be out of place.

Wang Mengmeng got up and simply cleaned up. He suddenly realized that there was nothing to do today. Watching the TV about Christmas, he felt a sense of loneliness in his heart.

After Feng Yuanyuan apologized, she rushed to the dating place with her new boyfriend. To put it bluntly, she was the only one!

Looking at the room with only one person, although it has warm lights, it doesn't seem so popular. The original warm cabin feels desolate at this time.

It's not that I didn't imagine how to spend this Christmas before, but when I arrived, I suddenly felt deeply that the plan couldn't keep up with the change.

Wang Mengmeng is holding a cup of hot milk in her hand. Although the room is not cold, it's winter after all. She still wants to be warm.

Pretending to look at the mobile phone unintentionally, but seeing the mobile phone lying quietly on the sofa, I can't help feeling disappointed. Is Christmas going to be on my own this year?

She was sad to think that when she saw other people in pairs before she had no boyfriend, she would sigh that she was alone. Now she didn't expect that she was still alone.

In this kind of wishful thinking, I spent a beautiful morning. The mobile phone, which is usually very busy, was put there like broken today. Wang Mengmeng picked it up with some chagrin and didn't know what to do.

For her, who doesn't rely on her mobile phone very much, the time she spends gluing her attention to her mobile phone is very little. Generally speaking, when she thinks that her mobile phone has radiation, she seldom holds it in her hand like this.

Unless you have to contact a friend, you will take out your mobile phone. At other times, you always keep it quiet in a corner. Occasionally when you pick it up, you will see other people's missed calls and text messages. Today, you don't even have a simple happy Christmas.

She would not admit that she was looking forward to someone's phone call or text message. On the surface, she was indifferent. In fact, she was very anxious.

Looking at the motionless mobile phone and slowly opening the circle of friends, Wang Mengmeng sees that there are two groups of people who are drying gifts and showing love. Unconsciously, Wang Mengmeng chokes out internal injuries and looks around, feeling more and more desolate.

Christmas we all spend with their boyfriends, as if they are alone, empty room and no one to take care of their own look very poor.

Most of the previous Christmas was spent with two friends. At that time, I didn't expect too much, and I didn't pay much attention to this festival.

Until today, I am left alone in this empty room. There is a strong festival atmosphere in other places. I can't help but be infected. I feel that it's unforgivable to be lonely in such a festival.

At the moment, what she misses most in her heart is Zhuo Nianqi. Although she is not very dependent on other girls, she still hopes someone can accompany her on such a festival.

Looking at the lively atmosphere outside the window, she remembered that Zhuo Nianqi suddenly said that she would go to the United States for academic exchanges some time ago. Although she was surprised, she didn't pay attention to it. However, she didn't contact herself very much since that call.

Quietly go back to the sofa, pick up their mobile phone, turn to the address book, point to the first person's phone, brewing for a long time, do not know whether they should call out.

If what to say after getting through the phone, Wang Mengmeng was a little distressed. Could it be that he asked him whether he had been successful in academic exchanges in the United States as he said some time ago? But how long ago, and how official it was to say so, she denied it silently.

My mind is still running at a high speed. What should I do as the prologue? Happy Christmas to him and ask him what he plans to do? Wang Mengmeng thought, holding her cheeks in her hands, but this exposed her again. Moreover, if he had a plan, he would be embarrassed.

She kneaded her hair melancholy, and never encountered any problem more difficult than this, even in the face of her most difficult math problem.

Pick up the mobile phone again and again, think about what to say again and again, finally reluctantly put down, I don't know what to do.

In the end, I still lack a little courage, so I can only compromise to the fact, silently put down my mobile phone, pick up the brush and immerse myself in the world of painting.

Although want to concentrate on painting, but still can't help to think. How could I have been like this before? I was so careless that I didn't care about anything. One day, I hurt my head for my opening remarks.

It turns out that I have changed so much before I know it. I don't know whether it's good or bad, but I'm willing to accept the change before I know it.

At the moment, she can't concentrate all her attention on the painting. In the face of her favorite painting, her thoughts easily float to other places. She puts away the drawing board and feels that she is not suitable for painting.

Bored to open the TV show, found that in addition to the idol play is news, quietly chose a local station, want to divert attention.

But I didn't expect that in such a festival, the news is nothing more than these themes. The reporter interviews the lovers who come and go. The sweet look is really envious of others, which makes his heart become more restless and don't know where to put it.

I didn't pay so much attention to this festival before. I just think it's good to just do my own thing. Now when I look at couples in pairs, I feel inexplicably aggrieved. I don't know whether I'm aggrieved for myself alone, or because I don't have anything to do today, or both.

Originally wanted to take this to pass the time, did not expect to increase trouble, some angry picked up the remote control to idol drama.

Looking at the affectionate men and women, those irritable emotions are more calm. Although they say they are not calm and cold, they never feel like they have been scratched by something at this time. They are really at a loss.

TV programs have been unable to restore their previous appearance, simply turn off those disturbances, pick up today's extraordinarily silent mobile phone, and quietly turn up the address book from top to bottom.

When you see the word dream an, your eyes light up unconsciously. It's a good choice to play with two kids in such a festival.

Proud of the excess hair in the back of my head, happily dial the phone. Hearing the soft voice of the other party, she couldn't help cheerfully congratulating.

"Happy Christmas, Monan."

"Happy Christmas, sister Mengmeng!"

Zhuo meng'an, who is dressing up, didn't expect to receive a call from her at the moment. Regardless of the image of the prince that mommy dressed up for herself, she cried out excitedly.

Children are always so direct, like will be warm treatment, do not like or hate will be far away, the slightest will not compromise between adults or sophistication.

She listened to each other's excited words, the original low mood gradually became happy, the corners of her mouth rose.

"Did Meng an miss me recently?"

Zhuo meng'an stands up from his chair happily. Xu Yueqing, who is dressing up for him, has no choice but to smile. She is quite jealous of his action.

"Let mommy dress you up." Pretending to be angry to pull him back to the stool, the tone is still very gentle.

He pretended to make a face, sorry to look at Mommy, just pretend calm.

"Sister Mengmeng, Wan Wan and an an miss you!"

Listening to the little guy's sincere words, Wang Mengmeng smiles. I don't know when the two children become very dependent on themselves. Although Meng an always looks like a little adult, he is still a child after all.

He is mature and steady in front of Wan wanwan, but he is always a cute and warm man in front of him.

She looked at the empty room with a smile, and suddenly felt a lot of warmth. The desolate feeling in her heart was completely cured by Xiao Meng an's words, and she sighed with a smile.

"Meng an is really a warm man!"

Hearing this, Zhuo meng'an raised her eyebrows and murmured the two words that were a little strange to him. She looked at mommy for help. Seeing that mommy was busy with other things, she asked the phone: "sister Mengmeng, what is warm man?"

Obviously, it's a simple question. It sounds lovely with children's confused and naive tone.

Wang Mengmeng didn't expect that his words would cause him confusion. He covered his mouth and laughed for a long time.

"A warm man is a man who is very warm and helpful to others. It makes people feel warm and considerate."

She tried her best to explain it in her poor language, trying to be simple, for fear that the other party might not understand it.

Zhuo meng'an listened to this explanation and nodded his head, although he didn't understand it thoroughly.

"Sister Mengmeng, is warm man a word of praise?"

He didn't know how to answer this question for a moment, but later he realized what he was concerned about. He thought it was very interesting and replied with a smile: "mm-hmm, warm man is a word used to praise others."