He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

61 "1" if;

It was almost noon when I got up to eat. Tan Zheng made a table full of meat, eggs, milk, vegetables and fruits in the kitchen on the second floor. Suddenly a sentence "from now on the king will not go to court early" came out.

Tan Zheng asked him why he was laughing, and Ren Zhaoyuan said it.

After speaking, I feel that Tan Zheng is a big man, and this metaphor is not very good, but Tan Zheng obviously doesn't care, and accepts the good moment to take over the role: "Then, is Your Majesty satisfied?"

Ren Zhaoyuan almost choked before he swallowed the whole soup.

"Tan Zheng!"

"Blame me, blame me, blame me, drink slowly..."

Tan Zheng originally didn't plan to go to the company today, but Ren Zhaoyuan Design Park had something to do, and he was going out later, so he didn't need to stay at home, and asked his assistant to arrange work for the afternoon.

When changing clothes in the cloakroom downstairs, Ren Zhaoyuan inadvertently glanced at the balcony of the living area, only to realize that Tan Zheng actually washed the shirt for him.

Clean and hanging in the sun.

Just looking at it from a distance like this, it seems that you can smell the dry and warm fragrance of the cleaning agent volatilized by the sun.

Tan Zheng thought of the large piece of hard-to-clean stain on his shirt, so he looked away and cleared his throat: "Let's go, I'll take you there."

Ren Zhaoyuan turned around and straightened Tan Zheng's tie. He didn't let go at the end and gave a little downward force. Tan Zheng leaned forward and stopped when the force disappeared.

"Mr. Tan," Ren Zhaoyuan said softly in his ear with his face turned slightly, if there was a faint breath, "Your ears are so red."

It had been more than ten minutes before he actually went out, and Clear called. Ren Zhaoyuan was held by Tan Zheng's strap to the passenger of a car, and after explaining one by one, he licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue.

Fortunately, not broken.

Tan Zheng leaned over to fasten his seat belt, and begged for a kiss on his moist lips.

The road conditions were good and not too congested. Ren Zhaoyuan suddenly thought that there were only two cars on the side of the house, and the driver's seat of the other car was probably somewhat dirty and hadn't been dealt with.

"Come back this afternoon and change your car," Ren Zhaoyuan said while looking at the new messages on his phone, "This car will be limited tomorrow."

Tan Zheng immediately followed Ren Zhaoyuan's meaning, understood it, and responded "OK" in a tense voice.

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed as soon as he heard it, without raising his head, his voice was soft, and he swept directly towards Tan Zheng's heart.

"Laugh at me again."

Ren Zhaoyuan refused to admit it: "No way."

"obviously it is."

"Really not." Ren Zhaoyuan put away his phone, leaned his elbows on the inside of the car window and looked at him with his head up, his voice still filled with a bit of a smile, "Why are you so cute?"

Ren Zhaoyuan even took the initiative to speak up about the two people's love and my wish, but Tan Zheng felt guilty as if he had done something bad.

And it didn't happen at the time, it started after the fact, but fortunately, I couldn't get over that guilty conscience for a long time.

The impact of the adjectives that came out of Ren Zhaoyuan’s mouth at this moment is comparable to last night when he was asked to close the door in the car. Tan Zheng was unable to speak for a few seconds, and stepped on the brakes before the red light for a long time before raising his hands and rubbing his hands. Face: "God.."

-

The person in charge of the organizer of the International Spring Auctions is familiar with Ren Zhaoyuan, and this is not the first time they have dealt with each other.

After the appraisal, the appraiser signed a tripartite agreement. The security personnel took the jewelry away first, and the person in charge fell behind. They chatted with Ren Zhaoyuan about the spring auction, and then talked about the rich businessman who bought the jewelry in the spring auction in advance. Speaking of the rich businessman's wife, the person in charge sighed and shook his head: "There is no way for the cancer cells to metastasize to the liver."

In the face of death, no amount of money is powerless.

When Ren Zhaoyuan heard the person in charge say his name, he remembered that the rich businessman and his wife had both seen each other before. It was a charity auction a few years ago. The rich businessman took his wife to participate together. It happened that Ren Zhaoyuan and Ren Zhaoyuan took a fancy to the same lot. Only the two of them are raising the price.

The price was really raised too high, Ren Zhaoyuan gave up raising the price after a few rounds, and the things were auctioned off by rich merchants.

It was originally a very common thing in the auction house, but I didn't expect to meet him during the break. The rich businessman's wife smiled and said sorry to him. Before leaving, she asked someone to give him a very delicate gift.

In the afternoon, when Ren Zhaoyuan locked himself outside the balcony to write and draw, his assistant knocked on the door and handed him a business card, saying that someone wanted to see him.

When Ren Zhaoyuan saw the name on the business card, he got up and asked someone to come in.

It was the rich businessman.

The wealthy businessman brought a voice recorder.

AL has set up a special department named "ONE" since its inception, and accepts every real emotional contribution from the public.

No matter the type of submission, there is no threshold, but it must be authorized to AL, allowing AL to obtain inspiration and secondary dissemination through the stories he gives. Correspondingly, AL will mark the source of inspiration and pay the original work a corresponding fee when exhibiting the design .

There is a special person in "ONE" who is responsible for receiving and sorting. Some designers in the design park like to find inspiration from stories.

Although Ren Zhaoyuan set up this department from the very beginning, he only went to see the stories behind the designs when there were related designs on display. Except for designing a bracelet four years ago for a boy with leukemia who missed his dead mother, he never did it for any Stories designed jewelry.

The wealthy businessman hoped that Ren Zhaoyuan could design a pair of rings for them.

The recording pen is the story told by the rich businessman's wife, which belongs to the two of them.

Ren Zhaoyuan agreed, before hearing the story in the recorder.

The story is long.

Falling in love when we were young, being separated by accident, finding and finding again, losing our only son, financial crisis, moving forward with support, clouds and moonlight, incurable diseases.

After several twists and turns and disasters, a good result was not obtained in the end.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't go out for a few days after that, turned off his regular mobile phone, and only opened a number known to a few people.

When his mind is on the pen and paper in his hand, he often ignores other things.Tan Zheng tried his best to deal with work at home, and would go to the company when necessary, but he did not stay from morning till night.

No matter how busy you are, you have to go home in the middle.

Although Ren Zhaoyuan's stomach is much better, it can't stand the toss. He can eat small meals for three meals a day, but he has to eat them.

He was too busy making plans, so he had to rely on Tan Zheng to remember.

Sometimes Tan Zheng can stay at home all day. When Ren Zhaoyuan is on the balcony, he works at the long table indoors. When Ren Zhaoyuan is in the study, he works on the sofa on the other side of the study.

They will not be very close, but they will always be within the reach of Ren Zhaoyuan when he raises his eyes.

So much so that Ren Zhaoyuan unknowingly developed a habit of saying "Tan Zheng" when he had free time in the middle.

"Mr. Ren, did you call me?"

Ren Zhaoyuan stared blankly at the assistant at the door: "Oh, make me a cup of coffee."

He made an appointment with the wealthy businessman to meet at the company.

It's just that a few hours have passed before the rich businessman arrived late.

More gray hair, deeper wrinkles.

A certificate contract has already been prepared, and both money and goods are settled.

The wealthy businessman took it with trembling hands, saying that his wife had seen the photos and liked it very much, and he would personally wear it for her.

The two topaz embedded in them representing 44 years of marriage dimmed for a moment, and Ren Zhaoyuan could only say a useless "sorrow" in a deep voice.

Originally, he drove here by himself, and sat in the office until evening, when Ren Zhaoyuan called Tan Zheng and said, "Come and pick me up."

Tan Zheng is here.

I have seen or experienced many lives and deaths, but I can never be calm and numb.

Leaning in Tan Zheng's arms at night, Ren Zhaoyuan asked him, "What will you do if I'm gone?"

Tan Zheng's hand on Ren Zhaoyuan's waist immediately tightened uncontrollably.

"Don't be nervous," Ren Zhaoyuan touched the back of his hand, "It's just a hypothesis."

Tan Zheng still circled his arms even tighter.

He didn't like the hypothesis, didn't want to imagine it, didn't want to answer it.

But Ren Zhaoyuan asked.

Tan Zheng can give whatever he wants, big or small, and Tan Zheng will answer whatever he wants to ask.

Answer seriously.

"I'm going crazy."

His strength was a little heavy, and it hurt Ren Zhaoyuan, but Ren Zhaoyuan just kissed him.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't ask, don't be afraid."

Tan Zheng smelled the faint fragrance of Ren Zhaoyuan's body deeply, and asked him in a muffled voice, "What about you?"

"I," Ren Zhaoyuan lowered his eyelashes, rubbed a corner of Tan Zheng's clothes with his fingers, "I will help you take good care of your parents and Tan Qing, and manage An Yu well."

"Well," Tan Zheng hugged him, but still asked, "What about you?"

Ren Zhaoyuan was quiet for a few seconds and said, "I don't know."

"If one day I'm gone, you have to take care of yourself first."

Obviously it was the topic that Ren Zhaoyuan brought up, but he himself was unwilling to listen to it: "Stop talking about this, go to sleep."

Tan Zheng didn't let go, and finished the rest of the sentence: "I want you to only love me all the time in the future, but if there are really uncontrollable accidents, I still hope that a good person will appear by your side, Let you fall in love with him slowly and let me go."

"will not."

Ren Zhaoyuan was physically and mentally exhausted when he divorced, and he never thought about starting a new relationship.

But even then, he just felt bored and tired, and his resistance was because he didn't want to, not because he couldn't.

But now he clearly knows that accepting Tan Zheng and falling in love with Tan Zheng has exhausted all the courage and ability he has been honed and still has.

On the emotional gambling table, he gave Tan Zheng all the remaining chips in his hand.

Bet that his character is valuable and can stand the test, bet that his dedication and restraint can stand the time.

Bet that his love for 12 years will not change easily.

If Tan Zheng leaves, no matter what the reason is, he won't be able to trust anyone anymore.

I don't want to, and I can't.

"Tan Zheng." Ren Zhaoyuan knelt up straight, lowered his head and held Tan Zheng's face and told him word by word.

"I will never fall in love with anyone again."

61 "2" spring auction;

The days together are long and slow, and in a blink of an eye it will be the spring auction in June.

The International Spring Auction was held in mid-June, still in City B, with more than 50 special sessions and thousands of artworks.

Tan Zheng arranged work in advance and came here with Ren Zhaoyuan. The spring shooting took half a month, and they planned to stay here for a week.

They don't go every day during the week, and they can wander around when there are no interesting items on the market.

From being together to now, they haven't gone out to play much.

Ren Zhaoyuan was originally worried about delaying Tan Zheng's work, but when he heard him say that, he couldn't help but want to laugh, rubbing that handsome face back and forth: "We have wronged Mr. Tan, when the weather gets hotter and you have time, How about I take you out for a month to escape the heat?"

"Hmm," Tan Zheng was slurred and didn't resist, "Honeymoon?"

"Aren't you the one who doesn't want to suffer the most?" Ren Zhaoyuan let go of his face, kissed it, turned around and continued to tidy up the newly bought flowers on the table, "Take the current trip as a honeymoon, isn't it a loss?"

"It's a bit of a loss. It's better to save the honeymoon until after marriage."

Ren Zhaoyuan paused slightly, but Tan Zheng seemed to say it casually, as if he didn't take the word "marriage" to heart.

How could I not take it to heart.

It's just that I know he still doesn't want to, so I never say it, don't want it, don't ask for it, don't put pressure on it.

Ren Zhaoyuan really didn't want to.

The failed marriages in the past are just one aspect. On the other hand, falling in love and getting married are completely different things. If two people get along well now, it doesn't mean they are suitable for marriage.

The time is too short, after several months of getting along, even the enthusiasm for being together at the beginning has not faded.

"Don't be unhappy," Tan Zheng hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, "I have no other intentions, it doesn't matter if you don't want to get married for the rest of your life, don't think about it."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him sideways: "It really doesn't matter if you don't get married in this life?"

Tan Zheng nodded on his shoulder: "Really."

"Ah..." The corners of Ren Zhaoyuan's lips curved slightly, "I thought you would really want to get married."

"Think about it," Tan Zheng straightened up, moved forward to move between Ren Zhaoyuan and the table, leaned on the edge of the table with two long legs and circled the person in front of him, "I wanted to marry you when same-sex marriage was not yet legal."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't hold back the smile in his eyes, and bent his lips down to touch the bridge of his nose: "Got it."

"But I want to marry you. The point is to be with you, not to be married." Tan Zheng raised his hand and pressed the person closer to himself, "It's good to have you, and I don't need to get married."

"How can you say that?"

"That's what I thought."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help but want to kiss him again, but this time Tan Zheng was ahead.

When the frequency of breathing and heartbeat was out of order, they were only a fraction apart, and Ren Zhaoyuan was looking at him and talking to him just a fraction of the distance away.

"I just don't want to get married now, and I don't mean not to get married."

The way Tan Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up was so pretty, Ren Zhaoyuan liked it very much.

I want his eyes to always be on.

"There are still a lot of things to do between falling in love and getting married, even the elders in the family haven't seen it yet," Ren Zhaoyuan kissed him on the lips again, "The days have just begun, let's take our time."

The time that belongs to them is still long.

-

Tan Zheng also often came to City B for business trips, and never felt any difference from City S, with the same traffic, the same high-rise buildings, the same hotels, and the same restaurants.

Until the evening, Ren Zhaoyuan led him into an old alley, and walking out through the alley was a different world, with stone roads, willow trees, narrow rivers, and red tile houses.

Ren Zhaoyuan took him to stop in front of a store with a wooden sign of "Sour Plum Soup": "Two cups of iced sour plum soup."

Noticing the gazes from the people around him, he changed his words again: "A glass of ice and a glass of room temperature, thank you."

The corners of Tan Zheng's lips raised slightly, and he couldn't help smiling when he saw Ren Zhaoyuan.

"I haven't been here for two years, and nothing has changed," Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng leaned side by side on the concrete railing by the river to blow the wind, "I'll take you to eat wontons in a while, the wontons cooked by grandma in that store are very delicious, and the store's special The sesame oil chili is also very fragrant.”

Tan Zheng gave him a few sips of the chilled sour plum soup in his hand and took it back, smiling and saying "OK".

The wontons were only half full, and the two of them ate donkey rolls, stewed, fried cakes, fried rice, and glutinous rice balls. After walking down the street, they bought two bunches of big and round candied haws at the end.

The crispy sugar coating wraps the big red hawthorn tightly, and the sweet and sour tastes on the tip of the tongue after one bite.

"I haven't eaten it for many years." Tan Zheng touched his candied haws to Ren Zhaoyuan's. "The last time I ate it seemed to be when I was in elementary school."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and touched his head: "Poor little boy."

It made Tan Zheng block him in the corner of the corner and kiss him for a long time.

One was covered with dust on the back wall, and the other was covered with two sleeves of sugar.

Tossing two sets of clothes covered with fireworks, I went back contentedly.

The next day I went to the spring shooting site.

Antiques, calligraphy and painting, jewelry, clocks and watches, famous wine, coins..

The venues of several exhibition halls were dazzled and different. Ren Zhaoyuan took a picture and an antique round jug with water chestnut petals at the venue that day, and Tan Zheng took two bottles of wine.

This kind of wine, whose collection value is much higher than drinking value, has too many uses in business.

In the past few days, the two of them went to a few shows together. Sometimes they took pictures and sometimes they just wandered around. Ren Zhaoyuan was most interested in the jewelry field behind.

The jewelry market officially raised the hammer on the fifth day they came, and Ren Zhaoyuan took a fancy to a natural Brazilian Alexandria color-changing opal.

It is produced exclusively in Sri Lanka, and the common carat weights in China are mostly single digits. More than a dozen carats are considered rare, but this one on the field has a full 52.29 carats. This size is currently the only one on the global market.

The estimate is between 2100 million and 2300 million.

Rare enough and valuable enough, there will also be fewer bidders.Ren Zhaoyuan liked it and prepared 3000 million for this gem.

Although the psychological price was set at 3000 million, Ren Zhaoyuan was already surprised when the price reached 600 million.

Generally, the transaction price at the spring auction will be within the estimated price range, and a few cases of exceeding the price will not float too high.

Following the line of sight of the auctioneer and looking back, he realized that the person holding the placard was actually an acquaintance.

Wang Yue.

Chen Dao was sitting next to him.

At the design exhibition at the beginning of the year, Tan Zheng met Wang Yue once.

Although Tan Zheng has an excellent memory, the main reason for his deep impression on Wang Yue is because of the Chen Dao beside him.

At the design exhibition, the fact that Chen Dao followed Ren Zhaoyuan to the bathroom and locked the door was enough for Tan Zheng to remember him for the rest of his life. In addition, Ren Zhaoyuan was attacked by Xie Rong to spread rumors.

But it's just Chen Dao's favor.

If you guessed right, Wang Yue and Chen Dao should be in a money transaction relationship.

The price has gone from 20 to 50. Ren Zhaoyuan's phone vibrated, and it was Zheng He's call.

Ren Zhaoyuan pressed the hang up button and wanted to reply to the message, but he called again before editing the number.

Fearing that it was urgent, Ren Zhaoyuan showed Tan Zheng his phone, and whispered in his ear, "I'm going out to answer a call, and you hold up the sign for me, if it exceeds three thousand, I don't want it."

"Okay," Tan Zheng agreed in a low voice, "Go."

Wang Yue seems to be determined to get this opal, but unfortunately, Ren Zhaoyuan likes it.

Tan Zheng is going to make a decision.

When you came and I went to bid 500 million, Wang Yue's face was obviously ugly.

Tan Zheng didn't directly call for a high price, so he added 100 million to 100 million with him. When it was short of 4000 million, Tan Zheng put his hand aside, picked up his phone and clicked on an unread message at random.

He guessed that Wang Yue didn't intend to spend the money on the auction at all at first, but kept bidding because he saw that Ren Zhaoyuan liked it.

At the design exhibition, Wang Yue was against Ren Zhaoyuan because of Chen Dao, but it has become more and more serious in the past.

In such a situation where one hundred thousand million has become a number, the difference between 100 million and 900 million will not feel too big under impulse, after all, it is affordable.

But the difference between 900 million and 4000 million is obviously only a little bit, but it can make people calm down for two seconds.

Tan Zheng just waited for these two seconds for him to calmly consider whether it was worth it or not.

In these two seconds, whenever Tan Zheng hinted that he wanted to stop, Wang Yue would think of the reality that if he raised the price again, he might spend 4000 million yuan to buy it.

Almost twice the value of the opal itself.

Merchants value profits, Tan Zheng expected him to be reluctant.

Sure enough, the hammer rang three times, but no one answered.

After the end, Tan Zheng got up and wanted to go out to find Ren Zhaoyuan, but was stopped by Wang Yue who came to say hello.

"Boss Tan is so bold, he would spare no expense to laugh at a beautiful woman."

Tan Zheng briefly shook hands with his outstretched hand: "Accept."

"After all, they are businessmen. If you buy a stone for 900 million yuan, it will make a sound when you throw it in the water. Does Mr. Tan really think it's worth it?"

"What you like is a priceless treasure," Tan Zheng said calmly, "There is nothing worthless."

"I just don't know what Ren Design is thinking," Wang Yue took out his phone with a half-smile, "The one next to me had a urgency to urinate within 2 minutes of Ren Design going out. I'm really curious about how he plans to solve his personal problems this time, why don't you listen to Mr. Tan?"

Tan Zheng looked down at the fluctuating volume displayed on the screen of Wang Yue's mobile phone, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes: "You put a bug on him."

"Hey," Wang Yue turned up his voice regardless of the people around him who hadn't left, "I just care about the people who care about me. Why does Mr. Tan have to say such a nasty thing?"

——"Mr. Ren, I...can I have a few words with you?"

Wang Yue sneered: "Look, what a coincidence, I can meet Ren Design every time."

Tan Zheng raised his hand and clicked on the screen to exit: "Mr. Wang just find a place where no one is around to satisfy his desire for voyeurism. I'm not interested."

"Oh, Mr. Tan probably doesn't know that this kid has a lot of skills in private," Wang Yue's voice deliberately emphasized a few words, and he read them with a bit of erotic meaning, "You can't just spend a lot of money, take care of yourself first. It’s important that people don’t catch fire in their backyards.”

"You need to be careful, it can only show that your feelings are not sincere," Tan Zheng caught the figure engraved in his heart from the corner of his eye, and Tan Zheng immediately turned his head to look over, without thinking about dealing with the person in front of him, "Mr. Wang, don't worry, you and I different."

The author says:

Note: "From now on, the king will not go to court early" comes from "Song of Everlasting Regret" by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty.

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