Ding Bo took a deep breath and looked at Old Zhang, whose eyes were red because he had spoken his mind. Ding Bo pursed his lips and said, "Old Zhang, don't be like this."
Old Zhang sneered. "Then what do you want me to do? Do you think I don't mind?" Old Zhang stared straight at Ding Bo, as if he was staring at an infatuated woman who was unfaithful to her husband. "Do you still remember? The days before you married Li Hong? "
Old Zhang's words instantly pulled Ding Bo's memory back to the days before he married Li Hong.
That was the happiest period of his life.
On his first blind date, he met a woman who was in love with him. He was finally going to marry the woman he liked. He was overjoyed.
He wanted to share his joy with the whole world, so he went to Old Zhang, who had witnessed his entire life, to share his joy with him.
He was so happy that he didn't feel anything. But now that he thought about it, Old Zhang's expression seemed a little strange that day.
He was afraid that Old Zhang had other thoughts about him at that time.
Seeing Ding Bo's expression change, Old Zhang sneered and said, "You remember now."
Ding Bo lowered his eyes and didn't say anything.
He didn't expect that his words would make Old Zhang like this, but he couldn't put all the blame on him.
He said those words weren't good, but didn't Old Zhang have no problem at all?
He knew that it was impossible for the two of them, but he still had thoughts about her in his heart.
Even now, he had such vicious thoughts about Jiujiu because he couldn't get what he wanted.
He was really vicious to the extreme.
Yes, other than vicious, Ding Bo really couldn't think of any other words to describe Old Zhang.
Ding Bo raised his hand and rubbed his aching forehead. He took a deep breath and looked at Old Zhang's face, which was a little twisted because he had said what was in his heart, and said, "I'm sorry."
"Do you think sorry is useful?"
Saying sorry at this time was no different from saying sorry after killing someone.
Although the two couldn't be compared, it was the same if they were really compared.
Ding Bo sighed softly. He looked at Old Zhang and said, "Believe it or not, that's not what I meant."
Old Zhang sneered. "I don't care if that's what you meant. I'm taking it seriously."
Not only did he take it seriously, but he had also been thinking about it for so many years.
Li Hong, who had just woken up from the shock, couldn't listen to the conversation anymore. She turned around and left the room.
She was afraid that if she did not leave, she would rush up and fight Old Zhang to the death.
Although her relationship with Old Zhang was not as good as Ding Bo's relationship with Old Zhang, she had always treated Old Zhang as a true friend after meeting him.
She would never have thought that the friend she treated with sincerity was a man who wanted her daughter to suffer for a lifetime of misfortune and coveted her husband.
Even though she didn't have any thoughts about homosexuality, the result still disgusted her.
After Li Hong left, Lao Zhang looked at Ding Bo with even more disdain.
Ding Bo subconsciously took two steps back. He looked at Lao Zhang and said, "I know it's useless to say sorry, but that's not what I meant. Also, I can't forgive you for what you did to Xue. Let's not see each other again."
Although Ding Bo was really sad to lose contact with Old Zhang, compared with Old Zhang, Jiujiu and Li Hong were more important.
Li Hong was the woman who would spend the rest of her life with him, while Jiujiu was the product of their love.
Even though he really felt sorry for his relationship with Old Zhang for decades, compared with Jiujiu and Li Hong, Old Zhang was the one who was abandoned.
When Ding Bo and Li Hong questioned him, Lao Zhang knew that his friendship with Ding Bo had reached its peak. However, when their relationship reached its peak, Lao Zhang felt as if his heart was being pricked by a needle.
Old Zhang looked at Ding Bo with a pale face and shouted at the top of his voice, "Ding Bo, I was wrong. I won't do it again. Can you forgive me?"
Ding Bo was silent for a moment. "I'm sorry."
Even if he only knew Old Zhang's feelings for him, he would choose to stay away from him, not to mention that Old Zhang had schemed against Jiujiu.
Thinking that his daughter might be with such a disgusting person, Ding Bo could never forgive Old Zhang.
Ding Bo walked to the door without looking back.
The moment Ding Bo's hand touched the doorknob, he heard Old Zhang cry.
Ding Bo paused and turned his head slightly to look at Old Zhang.
Old Zhang's face, which he had seen since he was a child, was now full of tears. Old Zhang cried loudly and looked at Ding Bo, shouting at the top of his voice, "As long as you're willing to forgive me, I'll do anything. Don't break up with me, okay?"
At this moment, Old Zhang was like a man who would give up everything for love.
However, Ding Bo was not the one who would forgive him.
Ding Bo took a deep look at Old Zhang and engraved Old Zhang's last look in his heart. It was a farewell to their relationship for so many years.
After that, Ding Bo slowly turned around and left without looking back.
As Ding Bo pulled the door from the outside, Old Zhang cried even harder. However, no one would look back at him anymore.
Ding Bo walked out of the room and saw Li Hong sitting listlessly in the hotel lobby.
Seeing Ding Bo come out, Li Hong stood up and walked slowly to Ding Bo.
They walked out of the hotel in silence, walked to the parking lot, and drove home.
When Ding Bo and Li Hong arrived home, Jiujiu was not back yet.
Because they went to the hotel after work in the afternoon and confronted Old Zhang in the private room, neither of them had eaten anything.
If they were young, it would have been fine even if they did not eat. However, they were old now. Even if they wanted to be willful, their bodies would not allow it.
Li Hong went to the kitchen and cooked two bowls of sour soup noodles for them.
The noodles were as delicious as usual. The two poached eggs lying on the noodles were even more beautiful.
Their stomachs kept rumbling because of the aroma of the Sour Broth Noodle Soup, but both of them had no appetite.
Li Hong poked the noodles with her chopsticks for a long time and put noodles into her mouth one by one. Although Ding Bo began to eat, it was just a mechanical action.
They forced themselves to finish the food in their bowls. Ding Bo habitually went to wash the dishes.
They had just cleaned up the room when Jiujiu opened the door with the key.
Hearing Jiujiu's voice, Ding Bo and Li Hong smiled tacitly. They did not want Jiujiu to see any clues.
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