"If I go back in time, what can I do?”The ringtone of his phone woke Zhang Wenyuan up from his memories.
He quickly grabbed the phone and looked at the familiar and long-awaited name on the screen. His thumb stroked the screen. He neither picked up nor hung up.
This had already become Zhang Wenyuan's spiritual sustenance, and also the reason why he had to drag on his life.
It was as if they had a tacit understanding that the phone would automatically hang up after three minutes of dialing.
These three minutes were the happiest time of Zhang Wenyuan's day. It could bring him back to his glorious high school days.
But today was different from usual. Three minutes later, the phone rang again.
Zhang Wenyuan, who was originally immersed in his memories, suddenly woke up.
He immediately picked up the call that he usually wanted to pick up but was afraid of. He asked anxiously in a voice that sounded like a broken silk,"Xiaowei, what happened?"
After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, a voice came from his head as his heart beat rapidly.
"Hehe, it's nothing. You must be frightened!"
" No." Zhang Wenyuan, who seemed to be exhausted, denied it.
"You must be sweating." A smug voice came from the other end of the phone.
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"Humph! I want to punish you for not answering my calls. You're still hiding from me!"
Zhang Wenyuan felt a stab of pain in his heart. Could he go out and meet people like this? It was already good enough that he did not scare people. He couldn't even remember how many days he hadn't left the house.
"I'm just busy with work." Zhang Wenyuan weakly defended himself.
"Come on, do you think I don't know you? If you don't want to see me, I'll go find you." The other end of the phone said rudely.
Zhang Wenyuan fell silent.
He wanted to see Xiaowei more than anyone else. However, he didn't want her to see him acting like a ghost. Sometimes, he would mock himself and wonder if the Taoist priests of Maoshan Sect would treat him as a monster if they saw him.
" Wen Yuan " said in a soft tone that could melt steel," We haven't seen each other for four years, right?”
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"Wenyuan, why aren't you talking?”
" Yes, three years, ten months, and eighteen days," Zhang Wenyuan answered hoarsely and firmly.
" Wenyuan, I really want to see you. I really want to see you." Her voice was choked up.
Zhang Wenyuan opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
Who could understand the pain and despair of pushing one's beloved into the arms of others? Looking at the person he loved, but not being able to embrace her, it was as if his heart was being torn apart, suffering from both spiritual and physical pain.
"Mom, why are you crying?" A tender voice came from the other end of the phone.
"No, Mom is an adult. Why would she cry? She just accidentally blinded her eyes. Wenxuan, you have to be careful in the future."
"Yes!"
Zhang Wenyuan listened to the little girl's unique sweet voice and could imagine the scene of Xiao Budian nodding her head obediently and arrogantly.
"Come, Wen Xuan, call me godfather."
"Godfather!"
Godfather? Zhang Wenyuan felt his body stiffen.
This was such a distant title for him. There were once children who called him uncle, uncle, and even grandfather. The only thing he had never heard was his child calling him 'father'.
Those two sweet words hit the soft spot in his heart.
It was as if someone had cast a spell on him. His mind was blank, and he didn't know if he was happy or sad.
"I know you've always liked children, so let Wenxuan acknowledge you as her godfather, okay?”Xiaowei's soft voice came from the other end of the phone.
Zhang Wenyuan nodded mechanically, not knowing if the other side could see him.
"Be good and tell me the address. I'll bring your goddaughter to see you tomorrow.”Xiaowei persuaded him as if she was coaxing a child.
Zhang Wenyuan felt his body uncontrollably say the address.
"Hehe, good child, you're so obedient. I'll bring Wenxuan to see you tomorrow. That's all for today. Good night!" She hung up without giving him a chance to speak.
Zhang Wenyuan, who was staring at his phone in a daze, suddenly threw his phone on the bed as if he had been injected with chicken blood. Rubbing her hands, she paced back and forth in the room.
His heart was filled with excitement as he muttered,""I have a daughter too, I have a daughter, haha, I have a daughter too. Hahahaha!"
The unpleasant laughter echoed in the room, and Zhang Wenyuan's face was already covered in tears.
Zhang Wenyuan, who had a sleepless night, woke up early and started preparing.
First, he injected himself with a high concentration of glucose. If the doctor saw it, he might be scared to death. Because the concentration was too high, it felt like it was stuffed into his blood vessels.
He looked at the mirror and tidied his white hair so that it didn't look like a bunch of weeds. She changed into a set of more striking clothes and went out.
She picked a lot of ingredients from the market and went to the supermarket to pick some snacks that suited children's tastes. After that, he went to the toy store without stopping and bought a furry " teddy bear."
When he returned to the house, he looked at his watch. It was only eight o'clock. Then, he plunged into the kitchen.
The dishes were ready at around 9:30 pm. After waiting for a while, the doorbell rang.
The first thing that caught his eye was the pair of dimples that did not disappear because he married someone. Zhang Wenyuan suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. Some things did not change with the passage of time.
Behind Liu Xiaowei was her four-year-old daughter.
The little girl had obviously been dressed up meticulously. She had two small braids, but there was a sea of hair on her forehead. She was wearing a little princess dress and transparent sandals. Her pearl-like toes were dyed pink.
She didn't need to ask to know that this was the masterpiece of her mother, Liu Xiaowei.
Looking at Zhang Wenyuan's paper-like body, his old face, and pale hair, he could not help but sigh. Liu Xiaowei's tears were like a broken string of pearls, uncontrollable.
She forced a smile and wiped her tears. She pulled her daughter in front of her and said, Wenxuan, call me godfather."
The little girl timidly looked at Zhang Wenyuan, who was like a skeleton, and lowered her head to call him godfather. Then, she hid behind her mother.
Hearing the little girl's voice, Zhang Wenyuan's originally wrinkled face was like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Zhang Wenyuan did not mind the little girl's actions. It would be strange if the child was not afraid of him.
He brought the mother and daughter to the dining table and took out a teddy bear for the little girl.
As Little Wenxuan thanked him, he began to prepare breakfast.
In the following day, the two of them brought Little Wenxuan to the amusement park and enjoyed the rare relaxation and happiness among the children's laughter.
Perhaps it was because a child's heart was especially pure and transparent that he could feel whether it was sincere or not. In the later play, Little Wenxuan was no longer afraid of Zhang Wenyuan. He held Zhang Wenyuan's hand and seemed especially close.
Happy times were always short. When they parted, it was a constant longing and reluctance.
Zhang Wenyuan gently stroked Little Wenxuan's head. Looking at his bamboo-like arms, he did not know when he would see them again.
As if he could hear Zhang Wenyuan's inner thoughts, Little Wenxuan said in a crisp voice,""Godfather, don't be afraid. Mom and I will come to see you again.”
Zhang Wenyuan endured the soreness in his eyes and said,""Godfather, don't be afraid. Remember to call godfather.”
"Yes, I am. Wen Xuan would also send a text message to his godfather.”The little girl nodded her head vigorously.
"Wenxuan is so obedient!"
She looked up at Xiaowei, who was biting her lips and tears were welling up in her eyes. He raised his arm but put it down again. "Alright, you're already so old, but you still dropped golden beans." Remember to call me when you get home."
Liu Xiaowei didn't say anything. She grabbed his hand and rubbed her eyes, then pulled Xiao Wenxuan into the subway.
Looking at the moving subway, a feeling of emptiness and loss suddenly hit him.
He was actually afraid to return to that cold and lonely home.
He sat on a wooden chair in the park, watching people come and go, listening to laughter. There was actually a feeling of being so close yet so far away, as if they were so far away. He was like a superfluous object rejected by the world, unable to integrate. They could only watch in loneliness, envy, and even jealousy.
The sky in July was like a child's face, changing at will.
The sky was clear and the sun was high up in the sky just now, but now, dark clouds were gathering and strong winds were blowing. The dark clouds kept rolling down on the ground, giving off the aura of a " black cloud pressing down on the city ". In response to the dark clouds in the sky, the wind on the ground was also raging. The plastic bag that came from nowhere kept flipping in the air. The trees on both sides of the gravel path swayed left and right in encouragement.
Zhang Wenyuan shuddered. The cool wind in July actually gave him a bone-chilling feeling.
He raised his head on a whim and looked at the dark clouds that looked like demons wreaking havoc. He actually had an inexplicable ominous feeling in his heart.
The raindrops on the ground made his face hurt. Then, it poured down like a waterfall.
Zhang Wenyuan, who was drenched in a few seconds, quickly went to the big banyan tree not far behind the chair. It didn't matter if he could hide under the tree on a rainy day. It was better to be struck by lightning than to die in the rain. Moreover, how many of them were actually struck to death by lightning?
"Damn God, isn't torturing enough?”Looking at his sorry state, he could not help but curse.
Things were often so disappointing. Sometimes you kept cursing the heavens, but he seemed to be asleep and ignored you. Sometimes, when you were unlucky, you would get revenge just after you cursed.
Coincidentally, Zhang Wenyuan today was the latter.
If someone was around, they would have seen a shocking scene.
The pail-like lightning streaked across the sky, forming a blue-purple " Z " that connected heaven and earth. It landed on the top of the great banyan tree, and then quickly spread throughout the entire tree. From afar, it looked like a Christmas tree decorated with purple lightning flowers.
Zhang Wenyuan, who was standing under the tree, felt his head explode and he lost consciousness. The bright light from the sky shone on his crisscrossed charcoal black face. It was an expression of disbelief and relief.
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