He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

The default temperature of the air conditioner in the car was high, and it was too hot to wear a coat. Tan Zheng lowered it several degrees.

All of Ren Zhaoyuan's actions, words and expressions were repeated in his mind.

Ren Zhaoyuan said, Happy New Year.

After driving for a short distance, Tan Zheng stepped on the brakes, sat on the seat for a while, still couldn't calm down, opened the door and got out of the car.

It's not about continuing to refuse, it's about denying and pushing away, it's about happy new year!

The snow stopped, only occasionally a few sporadic white flakes blown from nowhere.

If you don't refuse, you have the possibility of agreeing, and if you don't deny it, you have a tacit element.

The road is paved with flat white, and there are no other traces except the ruts that Tan Zheng drove past.

Tan Zheng stepped on a few footprints next to the car, moved the direction to step on a point, and then sank along the imaginary arc, stepping on a full heart.

Ren Zhaoyuan likes him!

Tan Zheng stomped the middle part of the heart shape firmly, then squatted down and drew a circle beside it, picked up the snowballs in the circle and threw them into balls towards the distant tree.

After the snowball hit, a white mist came out, leaving small pieces of snow stuck to the tree trunk.

Tan Zheng himself didn't realize how stretched the smile on his face was, it was different from every usual smile.

The ups and downs and unexpected surprises filled my chest with emotions that were indescribable and urgently needed to be released, as if there was an inexhaustible amount of strength, wanting to run, jump, and shout.

Occasionally turning around, Tan Zheng saw a shadow in the window that was still lit.

It was Ren Zhaoyuan.

It's just that the curtains are drawn, and the shadow is vague. I don't know if I happen to be doing something by the window or looking out.

Tan Zheng looked at it for a while, waved his hand over there hesitantly, and waited for a few seconds before returning to the car when there was no response.

I couldn't help laughing again.

Who doesn't draw the curtains when looking out the window?

Fortunately, I didn't see it.

Tan Zheng let out a sigh of relief, and reached out to pat his face.

So childish.

Adjusting the angle of the rearview mirror, the figure in the window has not moved. Tan Zheng took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and then swipe forward to find out the sleeping face of Ren Zhaoyuan who was sick in the Design Park infusion, and set it as a mobile phone desktop.

After locking the screen and unlocking it for a while, Tan Zheng almost threw the phone out when Ren Zhaoyuan called.

"Hello, cough, brother Zhaoyuan?"

"Is the car broken? Why haven't you left yet?"

Tan Zheng suddenly turned his head and looked back. He was too hasty to hear the "click" sound of the cervical spine. He couldn't see anything before thinking of looking in the rearview mirror, and then pushed the door and got out of the car.

The curtain was partly drawn, and Ren Zhaoyuan was standing in the middle of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking over here.

"Really bad?"

"No, no," Tan Zheng finally regained his composure from the corner, "It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

"After watching the news for a while, I was about to go to bed. I wanted to see if the snow had stopped. I didn't expect you to still be here."

"Stop," Tan Zheng added after answering, "Ready to go."

Ren Zhaoyuan was still standing there: "Drive slowly."

"Okay, I'll give you a message when I arrive, remember to turn on mute. Go to sleep, good night."

"Good night."

Tan Zheng glanced at him again, and sent a message after getting back in the car.

【Happy New Year】

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't reply.

This in itself was what Tan Zheng replied to Ren Zhaoyuan.

There was no reply to the news of his arrival at the airport. Tan Zheng guessed that he was asleep, so he edited a "good dream" and sent it.

I also sent messages before take-off and when I landed at home. They were very brief and didn't say anything else.

Knowing that Tan Zheng came back in the early morning, the door of the house was not locked, so Tan Zheng walked in lightly, and when he came out of the shower, he ran into Tan's mother.

"Taking a shower without taking a break when you come back, aren't you tired?"

"Mom? Not tired," Tan Zheng chose a bathroom far away from his parents' room to take a bath, but he didn't expect to be heard, "Is it disturbing you?"

"I woke up for about half an hour. I didn't feel much when I got older. At first I heard some voices and thought it was Tan Qing. Later, I knew you were back when I heard the sound of water like taking a bath."

Tan Zheng took a towel and wiped his hair: "Tan Qing didn't hear it only through a wall."

"She sleeps more soundly than a pig," Tan's mother said while looking at Tan Xuqing's room, and then asked Tan Zheng, "Are you hungry? I'll cook dumplings for you, freshly made before going to bed."

"Not hungry, I'll catch up on sleep."

"Then go to sleep."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

Mother Tan waved her hand: "I can't sleep anymore, go and listen to the news."

The corners of Tan Zheng's mouth curved slightly when he heard the word "news", nodded and went back to the room.Lifted the quilt and lay down, clicked on the dialog box with Ren Zhaoyuan, thought of Tan Xuqing's gaudy chat background, searched how to set it up, changed the blank chat background to the same as the desktop wallpaper, didn't send any more messages, and fell asleep holding the phone .

After not sleeping for a long time, he was woken up by a series of English recitations with ridiculously poor pronunciation. Tan Zheng squinted his eyes and looked out of the bright window, then turned his gaze to the closed bedroom door.

"Tan, Qing," Tan Zheng frowned and opened the unlocked door, taking the source of the crime away from her hand, "I hired a fake foreign teacher for you?"

"Fauli, fidelity," Tan Xuqing took the book back with a smile, "It's time to pack up and eat, my mother told you to finish eating before going to sleep."

Not sleepy after washing, Tan Zheng dried his hands and looked at his phone. The red dots on the message list were all over the screen, but Ren Zhaoyuan, who slid down to the bottom, was quiet.

"You put Teacher Ren on top!"

Tan Zheng was taken aback by her, and looked at her with a heavy face.

"I didn't sneak it on purpose..." Tan Xuqing finished his defense in a low voice, but he didn't believe it, so he questioned confidently, "How are you and Teacher Ren? Parents are still waiting for you to bring him back."

"You told your parents?"

"No—oh, you all went out to spend the night alone. I thought it must be the same, so I accidentally slipped my mouth." Tan Xuqing measured the distance between his index finger and thumb, "A little bit."

Tan Zheng nodded on her forehead: "What kind of mess is the child thinking about?"

"Who's the kid..." Tan Xuqing covered his forehead and followed Tan Zheng, "What's the matter? Can I call my brother when I see Teacher Ren next time? Can I receive double red envelopes this year?"

"Calm down," Tan Zheng was afraid that she would go and chat with Ren Zhaoyuan, so he could only explain patiently, "That time, Teacher Ren was sick and sent him to the hospital. It might not be a success or a red envelope, so don't make trouble for me."

Tan Xuqing twitched her lips: "It's useless..."

"What did you say?"

Tan Xuqing didn't expect Tan Zheng to leave and come back, he was shocked: "I said keep up the good work!"

Tan Zheng put the phone in front of her: "How to set it to the top?"

Tan Xuqing only clicked twice to complete the teaching task in [-] seconds. By the way, he expressed his deep contempt: "As long as you know everything about research and research, have you never tried to hold it down and not let go?"

"I have nothing to do to do research on this."

Tan Xuqing rolled his huge eyes.

After rolling his eyes, he still couldn't help Baba ran up to ask for gossip.

It's a pity that her brother is a pure saw-mouthed gourd.

"Ah—" Tan Xuqing couldn't help complaining, "You are so annoying!"

Tan Zheng raised his hand to press the couplet stickers, turned to look at Tan Xuqing who had been with him all morning: "Who is bothering?"

"You!" Tan Xuqing couldn't ask anything, so he didn't help when he was busy, and lost a few words while running, "I can't even say a nice word, no wonder Teacher Ren doesn't treat you well!"

Tan Zheng gestured to raise his hand, and Tan Xuqing ran away to find his mother.

After posting, I took some photos from various angles, chose a bright one and sent it to Ren Zhaoyuan: "Did you post the couplet?"

[Tan Qing complains that I can't speak nice words, can't make you happy, and can't please you. 】

Ren Zhaoyuan replied after a while: [It has been posted];

Tan Zheng smiled and asked again, "Are you busy now?"

【not busy】

Ren Zhaoyuan thought that Tan Zheng had something to say, but he didn't expect Tan Zheng's video invitation to pop up as soon as he replied to the message.

They hadn't contacted by video yet, Ren Zhaoyuan saw Tan Zheng on the screen of his mobile phone, and felt a little indescribable.

"what happened?"

"It's okay," Tan Zheng moved the angle of the phone and said, "I'll show you the couplet I wrote."

Ren Zhaoyuan said unexpectedly: "You wrote it?"

"Yes," Tan Zheng changed the camera to the rear and showed it to Ren Zhaoyuan, "Only this door was written by me. This year Tan Qing went to buy the Spring Festival couplets. When I started posting them, I found that there was a room with a missing door. Paper and brushes used in Tan Qing’s calligraphy class, so I did it myself.”

"You also learned?"

Tan Zheng turned the camera back and said, "No, I've been practicing with copybooks for a few years, and I don't see anything at home, so I can't take them out."

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't know whether Tan Zheng was self-effacing or telling the truth, but as far as he was a layman, the writing was neat and smooth, with strong setbacks, and the writing was already very good.

"It's pretty good," Ren Zhaoyuan went back to the room to find the earphones, "It's not easy to keep playing for a few years after practicing."

"Calligraphy can calm the mind. When I am impatient, I will take it out to practice. Before I know it, it will take a long time." Tan Zheng shook his phone with a smile, "If Teacher Ren wants to learn, I can teach you. should be no problem."

Ren Zhaoyuan also smiled, and suddenly there was a burst of firecrackers outside.

"Aren't you in City S?" Tan Zheng asked curiously, "Someone set off firecrackers?"

Ren Zhaoyuan leaned over the window and looked out. Several boys were playing on the side of the road, and some aunts in dance costumes were rehearsing in the square. The sound of firecrackers had turned into rhythmic music.

Tan Zheng probably understood, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't explain much, and asked Tan Zheng to take a look.

"Too dedicated," Tan Zheng couldn't help sighing, "I still have to perform on New Year's Eve."

"I heard there is a New Year's Eve performance here."

"No wonder, I'm still wondering how many years have passed since the ban on burning, but there are still people who dare to commit crimes against the wind."

Ren Zhaoyuan responded: "Well, it has been many years."

When I was a child, the firecrackers in every household would last all night from New Year’s Eve to the first day of the new year, and the noise made my ears hurt. My grandma would buy small fireworks strung with white cotton thread, and put them on the iron wire for drying clothes in circles. He would light the fuse, and then I trotted back to my grandma, and watched the small fireworks explode from west to east with my hands in my hands.

Ren Zhaoyuan casually mentioned that Tan Zheng had never thought that he would play as well when he was a child.

"I didn't see it again later, I thought it had been discontinued since I was a child."

Tan Zheng said that the first time he was able to keep the lucky money by himself when he was a child, he went to a small store to buy firecrackers, but he was sold a lot, and the lucky money was spent cleanly. kind.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing because of his vivid description: "Didn't your parents hit you?"

"No," Tan Zheng said, "At that time, there was no Tan Qing, and I was still favored."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help but smiled lightly.

Tan Zheng looked at the screen without blinking, and it took a while before he said: "I can set off fireworks here, and I will show you tonight."

Turning on the video at night, Ren Zhaoyuan looked at Tan Zheng on the computer screen, no longer had the subtle discomfort during the day.

got used to.

There are no buildings near behind Tan Zheng, and it looks like he is on a river beach.

He was sitting at a slightly higher position, and the fireworks behind him were ignited one after another. When they burned, the light from the fireworks that was two or three meters long reflected on his face.

After watching quietly for a while, Ren Zhaoyuan asked, "Did you connect them with wires?"

Tan Zheng responded with a smile: "Teacher Ren is really smart."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled, but didn't reply to his joking words.

After a long time, when the fireworks behind him faded away, there was a sound of pressing the lighter from Tan Zheng.

The camera turned around, and several hand-held fireworks were gathered into a bunch by Tan Zheng and pinched in his hand, bursting out with dazzling golden light.

"Make a wish."

Ren Zhaoyuan was startled: "Huh?"

Tan Zheng could not be seen on the screen, only he could be heard urging with a smile: "Make a wish quickly, this will burn out soon."

Ren Zhaoyuan hasn't made a wish for a long time, it seems that wishing has become the privilege of an innocent young man, he can't make any movements for a while, and he can't think of any wish to make, so he just smiled and said forget it.

"Then I'm here to promise?"

"it is good."

In the middle of the firework, the shapes of snowflakes exploded continuously, one after another, like a small piece of bright golden snow.

Such snow seems to be very beautiful.

"a new Year--"

"I hope Ren Zhaoyuan will be safe and sound."

Tan Zheng paused for a few seconds, smiled at Ren Zhaoyuan on the screen, and added softly: "I hope Tan Zheng will get what he wants."

The author says:

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