He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

Ren Zhaoyuan stayed in City B for a while, and after a heavy snow melted, only bits and pieces of white remained on the roofs and some corners where the sun didn't see the sun all year round.

Tan Zheng sent several messages to Ren Zhaoyuan, but Ren Zhaoyuan seemed to be busy and rarely responded immediately, and once in the middle of the night he sent a message saying that he had just seen the message.

Afterwards, Tan Zheng didn't post anything that needed a reply, but only sent some interesting pictures or short jokes, saying that he saw them and reposted them casually.

Ren Zhaoyuan replied most of the time, with an expression or a sentence, and occasionally forgot to reply to Tan Zheng and didn't care.

Just brush up your presence.

At first he asked when he would be back, but Tan Zheng didn't ask again after Ren Zhaoyuan said that something happened temporarily and he was not sure.Later, I found out from Tan Xuqing.

"Come back in the afternoon?"

"That's right, but I just went back to the Design Park to pick up my things and left. It seems that there is still something to do."

Tan Zheng immediately got up to get the phone, and put it down in the end without doing anything: "I'll see you off tomorrow."

A lot of things have happened in the past few days, and several invested companies have suffered losses to varying degrees one after another.Tan Zheng had a guess but hadn't verified it yet. While dealing with the problem in front of him, he followed the clues. If he left early and returned late, he didn't care, so he asked the company's driver to pick up Tan Xuqing.

"I know," Tan Xuqing looked as expected, and searched for the books that Clear said one by one and added them to his favorites, "I told Uncle Liu in the afternoon that there is an 80.00% probability that he will not pick me up tomorrow."

Tan Zheng couldn't hold back the top of her head and shook it back and forth: "Ghost is clever, I've been thinking about something all day long, I'm learning from you."

"Ah, hair!"

Tan Zheng smiled, turned around and glanced at the screen, and said, "Make a list of books for me, don't keep reading e-books, it hurts your eyes."

"I know, I know," Tan Xuqing stroked his hair and rolled his eyes, looking at his brother who was obsessed with work and unable to extricate himself, "I have something to tell you about Teacher Ren."

Tan Zheng glanced at her, then continued to look at the computer without any fluctuation: "Speak up if you have something to say, there is no way to dye your hair."

After Tan Xuqing went to the design park for two days, he clamored to dye his hair. The color changed from blue-green pink to brown, but Tan Zheng never gave up.

"Ah - I won't say anything!"

"Well, wash up and go to bed."

After Tan Xuqing cleaned up, Tan Zheng was still working, she was so suffocated that Tan Zheng seemed to be okay.

unfair.

"Teacher Ren came back with a handsome blond guy! He's very tall, very good at speaking in white and Chinese! He even calls Teacher Ren honey!"

Tan Zheng stopped typing on the keyboard.

"The facial features are particularly three-dimensional, super invincible and handsome! It feels like two meters high! Teacher Ren estimates that there are [-] people next to him, and he is still so short!"

Tan Zheng turned to look at her expressionlessly.

"It's useless for you to stare at me! He's just taller than you and handsomer than you!" Tan Xuqing remembered that he had sworn to his classmates a few days ago that he would play a video after dyeing his hair, and he was even more angry, so he continued to take revenge on the executioner who cut off the hair dyeing path attack.

"I also heard them discuss that Mr. Kang, who likes to be a teacher, is worth hundreds of billions! Do you know how many zeros are in a hundred billions? Money is not money anymore! And that ex-husband!"

"eleven."

"What..." Tan Xuqing was speechless, "Is this the point? Look at the people who like Teacher Ren, the handsome ones, the rich ones, the emotional ones..."

"Tan Qing," Tan Zheng sighed, "For the sake of our blood relationship, don't provoke me, okay?"

"I'm analyzing the enemy's situation!"

"Okay," Tan Zheng said indifferently, "Now, immediately, go back to the room and sleep, I'll give you half a minute."

"..!"

The next day Tan Zheng met the blond foreigner that Tan Xuqing had mentioned.

After he sent Tan Xuqing to the design park, he saw Ren Zhaoyuan's car there, so he went up with Tan Xuqing, Tan Xuqing turned right and he turned left, wanting to say hello to Ren Zhaoyuan.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't seem to have rested well, there was a thin layer of tiredness between his brows and eyes, his lips were lighter than usual, when he straightened up and looked over, he had a slight sense of sickness and beauty, standing under the glazed lamp, like a precious roll that is easy to wrinkle painting.

"You're here," Ren Zhaoyuan didn't put down the pen in his hand, and teased with a slight smile, "I heard that Mr. Tan is sending fruit coffee or afternoon tea every day during this time, I'm still thinking about treating you to a big meal. Meals will do."

Tan Zheng was not polite: "Then I will remember first."

"Okay, I'm not bad."

This was the first word Tan Zheng uttered during the previous game, and it gradually became a common joke.

Tan Zheng smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled a chair for Ren Zhaoyuan to sit down: "Is it particularly busy recently?"

"A teacher was sick and needed surgery because of his age and the high risk of surgery. He was afraid that something might happen, so he wanted to make the jewelry he promised to his wife before going to the operating table. Time waits for no one."

When asking, Tan Zheng actually didn't expect to get a complete reason.

There are many sketches scattered on the desktop, some pictures of the actual objects made according to the design drafts on several tablets, and Ren Zhaoyuan's water cup is not at hand.

Tan Zheng went to pick up the warm water and brought it over: "You should also pay attention to rest, and let me know if there is anything I can help."

What disease you have, nothing is as important as your body, surgery may not necessarily fail, try to persuade the teacher well...

Many things can be asked and said, but there is no need to ask or say.

Ren Zhaoyuan is not a child without processing ability, Ren Zhaoyuan must have done what he can think of, and other meaningless questions are just a waste of Ren Zhaoyuan's energy and time.

"Okay," Ren Zhaoyuan felt comforted by Tan Zheng's earnest expression, and stretched out his hand to take the water glass, unconsciously relaxing a lot, "Thank you."

He didn't hold the handle of the cup firmly, and the water glass tilted with the sliding of the handle in the palm of his hand. Tan Zheng immediately raised his hand to hold it up. The two hands overlapped for a moment. Before Ren Zhaoyuan could react, Tan Zheng raised his hand to cover his forehead again. .

"Are you running a fever?"

That's when the foreigner came.

With the medicine and breakfast in his hand, he put it down at a long empty table, and then brought an ear thermometer to take Ren Zhaoyuan's temperature.

"He is an American jewelry designer, and his Chinese name is Cheng Xiaolong." Ren Zhaoyuan took the ear thermometer and introduced Tan Zheng, "A friend of mine, Tan Zheng."

"Oh hello, my name is Two Martial Arts Stars from Super Love, and your name is Dan—"

"Tan Zheng."

"Then you must be very..."

Tan Zheng responded casually.

Last night because of Tan Xuqing's thoughts stirred up by the phone call, he couldn't take care of it now. Tan Zheng was not in the mood to care whether he was tall or handsome, and didn't even pay attention to what he called Ren Zhaoyuan. He just frowned slightly. Watch Ren Zhaoyuan take his temperature.

A few reminders sounded, and Tan Zheng frowned even more as he looked at the count on the ear thermometer.

38 degrees nine.

"It's okay, just take some medicine."

Tan Zheng obviously disagreed with Ren Zhaoyuan's words.

"I asked the doctor to come over and check the situation. If you need an infusion, you can stick it in your left hand, is that okay?"

Ren Zhaoyuan shook his head: "It's really all right, the infusion is inconvenient, and the blood return is even more troublesome. If the fever persists at night, I'll go to the doctor again."

Tan Zheng couldn't help it, Ren Zhaoyuan had to hold his tablet and manuscripts even when eating, so it was impossible to spare time for other things.

"and many more."

Ren Zhaoyuan's hands stopped, and he looked at Tan Zheng: "Huh?"

"Don't eat these when you have a fever," Tan Zheng put the water cup filled with hot water in Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, and put away high-nutrition and high-protein custard, fish porridge, sea cucumber, etc., "I'll go buy something suitable for eating Yes, be back soon."

Tan Zheng's complexion was not good, and it was easy to see, but his tone of voice was still the same as usual, even if there was a rare command, it was a little soft.

He walked fast.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't have time to think about it, so he skipped Jackie Chan's question about "why it can't be eaten" and let him see his new plan.

It wasn't until the end of the design exhibition in City B that Ren Zhaoyuan found out about the teacher.

If the teacher just wants a good jewelry set, it couldn't be easier.The difficulty lies in the fact that he has his own design ideas, many details have special significance, and many of them require too much time-consuming craftsmanship, even if the final draft can be finalized immediately, there is no way to make a finished product in a short time.

Moreover, the design has not yet been completed.

The teacher poured his heart and soul into this set of jewelry and tried to be perfect. Ren Zhaoyuan needs to use the most time-saving solution to achieve the best results while satisfying the teacher's ideas.

Everyone has their own values ​​and attachments. Yu Jia is like a feather, and Yu Yi is as powerful as a mountain. No one can stand on their own grounds to persuade others to give up the only thing they desire.

The only thing Ren Zhaoyuan can do is to do it as soon as possible.

If it takes 1 minute less, the operation can be performed 1 minute earlier.

Sure enough, Tan Zheng came back very quickly. He opened all the food and drink one by one, and put the spoons and chopsticks on the left and right: "Let's eat first, and you will be energetic when you are full."

Cheng Xiaolong poked his head in, curled his lips at these cheap porridge and rice, seeing that Ren Zhaoyuan was already eating, he didn't say anything, and looked at Ren Zhaoyuan's plan C by himself.

After eating, Ren Zhaoyuan saw that Tan Zheng was still there, and his face was still not very good. He wanted to say something, but Tan Zheng just said, "You are busy with your work."

After a while, Tan Zheng took the divided medicine and water at just the right temperature for him to eat, and took apart the antipyretic patch for him to stick on his forehead, temples, and left and right carotid arteries.

Ren Zhaoyuan followed suit one by one, and then he buried himself in his work. When he wanted to go to the bathroom, he realized that Tan Zheng was working on a round table in the corner with a computer and documents delivered to him at some point.

In the middle of the night, I finally made a preliminary plan, and I will take it to the teacher tomorrow to have a look. If this step is ok, the subsequent modification of the style will be easy.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned his stiff neck and finally let out a long breath.

Hearing the soft beep of the computer shutting down, Ren Zhaoyuan turned his head, and his eyes collided with Tan Zheng who was looking at him not far away.

When Jackie Chan left, the people in the design park had already finished their work, and the main light was on in the room where they were in the whole building.

There was silence everywhere, Tan Zheng got up and approached slowly, the heels of his shoes bumped against the solid wood floor and made a rhythmic sound, showing an echo that was usually difficult to detect in the empty and silent night.

Time was stretched infinitely at this moment, so long that Ren Zhaoyuan was inexplicably inexplicably helpless in the uncontrollable holding of his breath, and even his voice was low and almost dry.

"you.."

"How are you feeling?"

It took a few seconds to realize that he was asking about a fever. Ren Zhaoyuan subconsciously raised his hand to touch his forehead, and only touched the newly-applied fever-reducing sticker.

Tan Zheng took his temperature. He had been using antipyretics and antipyretic patches for a whole day, but it didn't drop much.If Ren Zhaoyuan continues to work with the intensity of today's work, his body will not be able to bear it at all.

There are accommodation rooms in the design park, and sometimes you can stay overnight here when you encounter urgent work or who wants to stay overnight.

Ren Zhaoyuan took Tan Zheng there, and suddenly remembered to ask, "Tan Qing is at home?"

"She went to live with Clear."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan said as he walked, "Clear is young, but very good. Tan Qing hits off with her, and she takes care of her most of the time."

The lights in the corridor came on one after another with the sound of walking and talking, and then turned off after the two walked away, and the lights always fell on the place where they were.

"The bedding and utensils are all changed at one time. You can live in this room. I'm opposite."

Only then did Tan Zheng say: "Don't sleep yet, the doctor has already left the garden, I'll pick it up and I'll be back soon."

Having a fever and being highly focused and busy all day, Ren Zhaoyuan was extremely tired, and knew in his heart not to sleep yet, but as soon as he sat on the bedside, he felt drowsy.

Ren Zhaoyuan thought, close your eyes and rest for a while, just for a while.

The momentary tingling pain on the back of his hand and the slight coolness in his blood vessels made Ren Zhaoyuan confused, and with some difficulty he opened his eyelashes, but he could only vaguely see a somewhat swaying figure.

"I'm Tan Zheng."

"good night."

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!