He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

The conversation about Tan Zheng's younger sister was almost done, and Ren Zhaoyuan was planning to make an excuse to keep the two of them busy, and didn't want Tan Zheng to speak first.

"Does Teacher Ren know how to play tennis?"

"Yes, but I haven't played for a long time." He was the president of the tennis club when he was in college, and he played less and less after graduation, and almost never touched it in recent years.

Tan Zheng looked as if nothing had happened just now, and his expression and tone were the same as usual: "Me too, but my hands are a little itchy, would Teacher Ren play a few rounds with me?"

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled: "Okay."

The tennis court was far away, and the two of them took a car to go there. Looking at the scenery on the way, they chatted a few words about the architectural design of the manor and the surrounding land prices.

I just feel that the court has been away for a long time, and I want to relive the willful vitality of the past and play a good game.

Ren Zhaoyuan chose a white jersey, an ordinary sleeveless shirt and shorts, and white sneakers with mid-cut socks, looking a little youthful in the mirror.

When he came out, Tan Zheng was already equipped, dressed in black, and was hitting the ball on the ground with a racket.

Ren Zhaoyuan walked halfway, and Tan Zheng turned his head to take a look, and took another shot with his hand, but he missed, and the tennis ball bounced on the ground several times and rolled far away.

He was almost dumbfounded.

Time favors Ren Zhaoyuan, and instead of smearing years on his appearance, it only endows him with more easy-going charm and increasingly powerful tranquility and gentleness.

"The ball ran away." Ren Zhaoyuan said with a smile.

After a brief warm-up, the two played back and forth a few times. Ren Zhaoyuan gradually regained his form while swinging and running. full strength.

The muffled sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground in the empty room resonates with the violently beating heartbeat in the chest cavity. Every time the muscles are tensed, they are full of explosive strength. Except for the ball, everything is unimportant.

Sweating profusely and dripping freely.

When the ball reached Tan Zheng's side, Tan Zheng raised his hand and made a gesture. Ren Zhaoyuan raised his head and walked towards the sidelines.

A few drops of transparent water slid along the lips to the mandible and mixed into the sweat along the neck, and disappeared into the wet collar.

The dry and hot throat was moistened comfortably, Ren Zhaoyuan separated his five fingers and stroked the hair hanging on his forehead casually, and raised his voice to ask Tan Zheng: "Are you still here?"

Tan Zheng bounced the ball in his hand on the ground and caught it again, and said loudly, "Come on!"

The two men let go of playing ball, which has a taste of violent aesthetics, tense muscles and veins, full of explosive power and aggressiveness, profuse sweating and panting, and the non-stop "bang bang" of the ball.

The air is full of surging hormones.

At the end, I glanced at the clock on the wall and realized that they had been beating for a full two hours.

Tan Zheng is a good opponent.

Except for the first ten minutes of practice, after that you come and I keep hitting good shots, and I play very happily.

Ren Zhaoyuan propped up his thighs to adjust his breathing. When he straightened up, he saw Tan Zheng who was coming over lift up the hem of his soccer jersey to remove the fabric stuck to his body with sweat, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles.

I noticed it when I was just playing, but I didn't get distracted thinking about it. I just realized that Tan Zheng's figure is really good. Not to mention his height and long legs, even his muscles are particularly eye-catching.

It is rare for Ren Zhaoyuan to have a heart for comparison. Thinking about his abs, he has to admit that there is a gap.

"It's not good to take a shower after exercising," Tan Zheng pointed to the seat on the sidelines, "Take a break for 10 minutes?"

"it is good."

Tan Zheng ordered two bottles of energy drinks and put one in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, saying that he did not expect Ren Zhaoyuan to play so well.

Ren Zhaoyuan thanked him for opening the drink and took a sip, then suddenly chuckled and thought, now is not the time to hide away in a hurry for fear of smelling sweat.

"I don't have many friends who play tennis around me, can I still invite Teacher Ren to play tennis?"

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed again, with sporadic gasps remaining in the laughter, and after watching Tan Zheng for a few seconds, he said, "It's fine to make an appointment with the ball, just stop feeding me the ball like this."

"No," Tan Zheng's ears felt a little hot, and the sweat that was just about to disappear had a tendency to revive again, "You played really well, I didn't intentionally let you, I just thought it was fun, it was important to be happy, and it wasn't for winning or losing .”

"Then next time you come to fight for the winner?"

The two words "next time" are attractive enough in themselves, Tan Zheng readily agreed.

When two people get acquainted, sometimes only one thing, a game, is needed.

Tan Zheng obviously felt that the sense of distance between each other has disappeared a lot. A staff member brought over the things they just wanted, and Tan Zheng motioned to put them on the table.

Ren Zhaoyuan saw that there was something like iodophor, and asked Tan Zheng, "Are you injured?"

"No, your hand is cracked."

The cut on his hand by the granule package last night was just on the side of the index finger. When he played the ball with great force, the finger kept bending, and the newly formed scab burst.

Ren Zhaoyuan himself didn't notice this small wound.

"Need not……"

Tan Zheng has already turned on the cleaning fluid.

"It's better to deal with it. After all, it's broken, and there is a risk of infection for small injuries."

Ren Zhaoyuan blinked and compromised: "Okay, I will do it myself."

At the last step of applying the waterproof band-aid, his left hand did not stick it firmly. After peeling it off, Tan Zheng opened another one and helped him stick it carefully.

From the beginning to the end, only the fingertips occasionally brushed against the side of Ren Zhaoyuan's fingers.

Tan Zheng didn't dare to overstep the bounds, and even breathed lightly on purpose.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, when he was walking out, the other side flew a ball obliquely at Ren Zhaoyuan. The two of them reached out to catch it at the same time. Tan Zheng was a little far away. On the back of Ren Zhaoyuan's hand.

Tan Zheng let go quickly: "I'm sorry."

Ren Zhaoyuan threw the ball back with his hands and asked, "Did you take a cold shower?"

It was warm in the stadium, but Tan Zheng's palms were so cold that he could feel the coolness on his body when he got close.

"Ah? Ah, yes," Tan Zheng paused for two seconds, then cleared his throat and added, "It's too hot to play."

"Still young."

Tan Zheng laughed dryly, but didn't answer.

When we went to eat Su cuisine together and saw Ren Zhaoyuan move his shoulders, Tan Zheng asked him if his arms were sore, and when he said that he could go for a massage in the afternoon, Ren Zhaoyuan teased him that he was getting old, and Tan Zheng finally had a chance to say what he didn't have time to say when he was on the court.

"Teacher Ren is very young. Really, if you wear sportswear and go back to school, the gatekeeper will definitely think you are a student."

No matter how useful these words sound, Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't take it seriously: "I'm over 30, and it's still possible to be regarded as a student at your age."

Tan Zheng took a chopstick of the delicious squirrel mandarin fish that Ren Zhaoyuan praised: "There is not much difference in age, people who don't know you may think you are younger than me."

"How is it possible?" Ren Zhaoyuan laughed, "You are only as old as my younger brother."

"Teacher Ren has a younger brother?"

"Well, the same age as you, but not as stable as you."

Tan Zheng climbed along the pole, and said with a smile: "Then logically I should also call you brother."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked up at him and smiled, "Okay, let's call."

-

The opening banquet in Tongzhou lasted for three days, and most of them were busy with work. They basically returned after playing for a day or two, and only a few stayed for three nights.

Tan Zheng didn't wait until the last day.

He didn't seek speed, but stability, and he made an appointment with Ren Zhaoyuan to play in the future, and said that he would try the squirrel mandarin fish he made when he had the opportunity, which was good enough and far exceeded his expectations when he came here.

What's more, the company recently had to evaluate several start-up companies that were planning to invest, and was busy. He ran to the manor regardless of his care, and even if he worked until the early morning at night, he left a lot of things waiting to go back to deal with.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't leave. After Tan Zheng left, he changed his residence and asked Tongzhou to say that he had left. He nestled in his room and drew a stack of paper manuscripts facing two ginkgo leaf butterflies.

Later, it was Tongzhou who said that a friend had arrived, and dragged him out of the door with the key.

They have a small circle of good relations, five or six people, temperaments and industries are different but they all get along well, which has been settled over many years and many things.

When we get together, people are rarely complete, and they are not busy with their own affairs in the same city, but they have never been born.

This time it was rare for everyone to come, Tongzhou always wanted to save face by notifying one month in advance, and they really wanted to get together.The time is set for tomorrow, and there are two who have recently come early.

"Boss Tong, drink three cups before we talk!"

"Don't block Xing Yi, block one and make up for three!"

Xing Yi was drawn in by Tongzhou after he established a relationship with Tongzhou. He is not very sociable, and he is always invisible in the group. He doesn't talk much except for Tongzhou's drink at parties.

He knew that Tongzhou would definitely be drunk tonight, so he simply asked himself to drink less to take care of others, so he agreed, "Well, I won't stop."

Tongzhou stared exaggeratedly: "Baby, don't you love me?"

Their flirting show was on, and Ren Zhaoyuan, a loner who had just been alone, would inevitably become the center of the topic.

"Why haven't you made a move, Xiuxian?" Yao Qiming was the most impatient, and plopped down beside Ren Zhaoyuan, "The news of the divorce has been spread all over the world. I don't know how many people have moved their minds. Didn't you say that it took more than a year?" Did it break before, still not looking for it?"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't announce the divorce on purpose, but after all, he didn't hide it from the public. In addition, there was a lot of personal discussion during the award-winning period, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it has spread widely.

Yao Qiming turned on the phone, flipped through the photos and said, "Yu Meng, do you remember? She is tall and thin and hates the model called Mengmeng. She wore a necklace designed by you before. There is a small red mole in the corner of her eye, which is very beautiful. .Hey, I found it, look. People came to me eagerly, and wanted to add you as a friend again."

Ren Zhaoyuan has an impression of this person, one of the few male models who can wear pearl jewelry to an effect.

They had exchanged contact information when they were working together earlier, and then at the end of an event, Yu Meng somehow entered his room early, and entangled him with sexually explicit words while drinking.Ren Zhaoyuan broke free without saying a word, turned around and left, and then blocked all contact information and did not contact again.

"No," Ren Zhaoyuan pushed the phone in front of him away, "If you don't want to look for it, don't talk about me."

Yao Qiming was not happy: "Tsk, you are in your prime now, brother is afraid that something will happen to you."

Zheng He next to him laughed out loud, waved his hands and said, "It's unnecessary to worry, you thought Zhaoyuan was you."

Yao Qiming made a gesture to punch someone. When he was young, he spent many years in the black boxing arena, and was even spotted by a boss at the time.Even if I am over 40 now, I have been in the ranks of civilized people for nearly 20 years, and I still can't erase the gangster spirit.

Rolling up his sleeves, his face sank, even if he knew he was putting on a show, it was really bluffing.

Zheng He, who is too thin to carry on his shoulders, never suffers from immediate losses, so he hurriedly brought the topic to Tongzhou: "Zhouer, you are guaranteed to complete the task, why do we have to worry about Brother Yao, you are not sensible!"

"I found it, they are all elites..."

Seeing this topic, Ren Zhaoyuan would feel overwhelmed for a while, so he got up and went to the bar to ask the bartender to make him a new glass of wine.

The few here were not affected, and Ren Zhaoyuan's walking away did not prevent them from chatting.

Tongzhou: "There are photos of the party, this, this, and..."

Yao Qiming: "Kang You is an incredible character, is there really something interesting?"

Tongzhou: "Luohua has feelings, according to my observation, Liushui doesn't seem to be particularly intentional."

Zheng He: "He only played alone with that 25-year-old for dinner?"

Yao Qiming: "25 is not good, Mao Gang has grown up."

Zheng He: "Don't judge others by your age, Zhaoyuan is only in his early thirties."

Yao Qiming: "Yes, you can look up this 25 later."

Zheng He has at least one company of professional private investigators, and they are best at this: "It's easy to say."

"It's up to me," Tong Zhou proudly shook the ice cubes in the cup, "Anyway, Zhaoyuan has a new love."

Ren Zhaoyuan who came back with the wine raised his eyebrows.

I haven't been here for a few minutes, and the new lover has come out?

He co-authored that his new love was in sight, but he didn't know it yet?

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