Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

"...I will never let go of your hand, smile."

Tan Xiao remembered the same thing, he looked at Tan Jiping calmly.

"You lied." Tan laughed, "You let go."

Tan Xiao picked up Lanlan, who didn't know what it meant to be sleepy, and yawned big with his mouth open.

Tan Xiao rubbed its little head.

Tan Jiping looked at them without blinking.

"A Ping," Tan Xiao said, bending his index finger across Tan Jiping's bandaged forehead, sliding across his cheeks, and lifting his chin, "What you are doing now is similar to when I first returned to China, and my mentality is probably the same. Roughly the same."

Tan Xiao smiled and withdrew his hand.

"I thought I could have it again, or even start again, so I chased after it with all my strength, and I was not willing to let go of the slightest hope..."

Tan Jiping looked at Tan Xiao, and the fear of dying came back again.

"do not talk……"

"Our remorse, unwillingness, and reluctance are all because of the imbalance between giving and receiving..."

The chatterbox opened, but Tan Xiao let go instead. He sat down with soft eyes, and the warm yellow light gently spread down.

"But in fact, it's over a long time ago. Four years ago, when I signed the consent form for the operation, it started when you avoided seeing it...and it's over." Tan Xiao gently looked at the handsome man under the warm yellow light, his eyelashes trembling, "Ping, we can't go back to the past."

"Your mother has a good saying. Give up earlier and be less embarrassed. I will leave this to you."

"A Xiao." Tan Jiping's eyes were red, he looked at Tan Xiao, he didn't understand why Tan Xiao was so decisive suddenly, "Do you really think so?"

Tan Xiao didn't speak, nor nodded, but Tan Jiping understood the persistence in his eyes.

Tan Jiping covered his eyes, sliding his throat with difficulty, and the warm liquid slipped out from the corner of his eyes.

"Ah Xiao," Tan Jiping said with a suppressed voice, "I don't want a divorce."

I don't want to... Not even the last link.

That was the last hope that cut off his retreat.

"Humans are really strange creatures." Tan Xiao took out a tissue for him, "When I first came back to China, I chased you, and you ignored me, but now it's the other way around, and you chased me happily. "

Tan Xiao shunned his lazy hair, "Almost lost my life..."

"I am willing." Tan Jiping held a tissue, and he rubbed it with it. It was useless. He stretched out his hand to cover the corners of his eyes, rubbed the wetness with his fingertips, and seemed to have calmed down. His voice was steady, "You are not allowed to talk about this. .”

"Okay," Tan Xiao smiled, "Then you also have to promise me that today's incident will be regarded as an accident, and it will not happen again in the future."

"Okay." Tan Jiping stared, his eyes were still a little red, he stretched out his hand and brushed away the broken hair on Tan Xiao's forehead, Tan Xiao sat quietly and let him watch.

Under the light, the shadow of Tan Jiping's arm lightly rests on Tan Xiao's forehead, like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks who have gone through all kinds of wind and rain and finally meet in a warm harbor.

The small wound on Tan Xiao's forehead has scabbed over, and the black blood scab is long and thin, winding with traces of pain.

Tan Jiping looked at Tan Xiao's injury, and Tan Xiao stared at him with eyes.

"If you have anything to do in the future, come to me at any time...you can come to me if you have nothing to do," Tan Jiping looked at him, "Ah Xiao, I will count on you everything I said."

"Well, good." Tan Xiao nodded slightly.

"Our previous home...the password hasn't changed. When you bought it, your name was written on the real estate certificate, and the house book is in the cabinet." Just as Tan Xiao opened his mouth, Tan Jiping said, "I bought it for you at the beginning, and kept it all the time. Anyway, it's yours, don't say no, I haven't given you anything for so many years, between us..."

Tan Jiping took out his cigarette, and his hands shook a little when he lit it.

"There's no need to talk about it between us, I owe you a lot."

Tan Xiao shook his head, "I'm sorry about your mother, anyway, I owe you an apology, without me..."

"Stop," Tan Jiping interrupted him, the smoke rose, and the smell of tobacco blew across the faces of the two, with a faint sadness, Tan Jiping took Tan Xiao's wrist, turned it over, and touched the fatal scar with his fingers, " This matter is over, smile, you don't owe me anything... From now on, don't be so stupid in the future. "

"You're right, I'm a coward, I dare not face my mother's death, and I dare not face you."

"My mother's operation was supposed to be signed by me. You just replaced me and fulfilled my son's mission...I should thank you, you are very brave, my mother...in fact, she has been in pain."

He knows all of this.

It's just that he didn't dare, didn't dare to sign the consent form.

Even though he knew his mother was having a hard time.

He is afraid of failure, afraid of losing.

And Tan Xiao, did things for him that he dared not do, and borne the consequences for him that he couldn't afford.

He really shouldn't have angered Tan Xiao because of this.

Lanlan suddenly put the soft paw pads on the back of Tan Jiping's hand. Tan Jiping looked at Lanlan and paused in vain, as if he suddenly remembered something. He held Tan Xiao's hand and looked through it repeatedly.

"Why..." Tan Xiao moved his fingers, but did not stop him.

"No." Tan Jiping took him by the hand, "At that time I asked you if you had read a will about the inheritance of shares, and you said yes... tell me, who is the heir?"

"It's me." Tan Xiao slightly bent his lips, "What are you thinking?"

Tan Jiping was silent.

Tan Xiao accompanied him quietly, like a delicate doll under the soft light.

Perfect?

Just human weakness.

Tan Xiao...Tan Xiao was also unavoidable. The reason why he hated him so much at the time was because he expected too much from Tan Xiao and forgot that he was also a human being, an ordinary person with human weaknesses.

Seven emotions and six desires, who can escape?

"By the way," Tan Jiping flicked the cigarette ash, his voice hoarse as if he had been crushed, "There are also wilderness fairy tales. I have drawn up a transfer contract. If you want to go back, you can come and pick it up at any time."

"I'm proud of it and you." Tan Xiao said softly, "Thank you for taking such good care of it, really, I'm surprised you didn't throw it away."

Tan Xiao looked at Tan Jiping, and the melodious male voice that once injected life into the wilderness fairy tales sounded in the cramped space, but this time, it was not the coquettish, love talk, and homely things that Tan Jiping used to hear, but straightforward rejection, cruel And direct.

"Ah Ping, let's get together and break up."

Tan Jiping smoked a cigarette and watched him for a long time, drawing his outline bit by bit, he would remember it for a lifetime, he was really afraid of forgetting it.

Tan Xiao didn't make a sound, just looked at him quietly.

"I'll hug you." Tan Jiping broke the silence, "Is that okay?"

Tan Xiao took the initiative to approach him and embraced him with open arms.

Tan Jiping buried his face in Tan Xiao's shoulder and took a deep breath, tears welled up in his eyes, he slowly closed his arms and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Tan Xiao hugged him back, and patted him on the back lightly.

"Ping, you have to be good," Tan Xiao closed his eyes, "You have to be good."

"You too," Tan Jiping hugged Tan Xiao tightly and didn't want to let go, "If you dare to have a bad life, I won't let you go."

This hug, I'm afraid I can never turn back.

Good gathering, good separation.

Tan Xiao went upstairs and opened the curtains on the second floor. Tan Jiping was watching him beside the ambulance in a wheelchair.

Tan Xiao waved to him, silently said goodbye, and then closed the curtains again.

Tan Jiping gradually disappeared from sight.

The arc of Tan Xiao's mouth slowly fell.

He tugged at the curtains, stood there for a while, and then slowly walked towards the bathroom.

He lied.

He had indeed seen the will about the inheritance of shares, but the heir was Tan Jiping.

not him.

_At that time, I asked you, have you read a will about the inheritance of shares, and you said yes... Tell me, who is the heir?

As soon as Tan Jiping said these words, Tan Xiao instantly figured out the important link of Tan Jiping's sudden change of attitude at that time.

but……

Since it's easy to get together and break up, let the misunderstanding continue to be misunderstood.

Explanation?

Tan Xiao shook his head, he closed his eyes, and the shower poured hot water to disperse the cold air all over his body.

There is no need.

The light in the small villa was on for half an hour, and finally went out.

"President Tan," Ouyang Yun's lips turned white, "Are we going back?"

Tan Jiping folded his hands and put them in the blanket on his lap. He nodded, and Ouyang Yun motioned for two other strong men to come over and push Tan Jiping back into the car.

After the wheelchair was fixed, Tan Jiping lifted the blanket.

The soft touch of the blanket reminded Tan Jiping of the dark wild cat that was picked up by Tan Xiao and raised until now.

"You have something to do tomorrow."

Ouyang Yun lowered his head, "What's the matter, Mr. Tan?"

"Lawyer Lu Dongliang, who took care of my mother's affairs before, retired and returned to his hometown four years ago. Go and ask him to come back."

Ouyang Yun sat where Tan Xiao sat just now, "Yes."

Tan Jiping was silent for a while, then said, "Get up."

Ouyang Yun bent over and stood up, "Boss Tan?"

Tan Jiping pointed to the bodyguards sitting next to each other, "You sit there."

Ouyang Yun: "...Yes."

"Shh-"

Tan Xiaochong raised a finger lazily, and looked at Tan Xiao lazily.

Watching the ambulance go away, Tan Xiao put down a corner of the curtain that was raised quietly, went back to the bedroom in the dark, led the way lazily, and lay on the bed together with one person and one cat.

"Good night."

"Meow~"

Tan Xiao twisted the quilt, rolled up lazily and slept in the old position, outside the window was tick-tock, and it was raining again.

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