He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

It is strange that people can remember a voice for more than ten years.

And this voice only appeared for one day in my life, no, only for half an hour.

Obviously after the first one or two years, after he worked hard to get out, the dream of repeatedly replaying the half-hour content is no longer there.

——"Hello, is this Ren Zhaoyuan?"

Just a word.

But he was still able to tell the difference at the first time through the mobile phone.

People always want what they can't have.

The more you know that you are destined to not have it, the more your desire will erode and grow.

Even though the self-hypnosis day after day and year after year covers up the smooth appearance, the subsidence below the ground rots and deepens with time, and one day a stone falls from the sky and hits the center of the heart.

wow.

Withered leaves and thin soil easily collapsed, and a huge vacancy suddenly appeared.

The setting sun did not subdue its scorching heat, and it shone on Ren Zhaoyuan's body, making a layer of sweat.

Mom asked him where he lived now, and asked if it was convenient for Fang to come and meet.

Ren Zhaoyuan came back quickly, the car didn't drive into the garage, it was on the side of the road.

He is obviously not in his early twenties, and he has come a step by step at the age of one, but when his parents really appear in sight, the 33-year-old does not seem to be better than before.

"Dad, mom."

He has changed a lot, his voice is steady, his manners are decent, his eyes are not burning, he is not full of expectations, and he will not make them feel guilty or uncomfortable.

"No need to change shoes," Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand to signal the sofa in the living room, "Sit here, I'll make tea."

"Let's leave after a few words, don't bother."

Ren Zhaoyuan nodded slightly, always smiling politely: "Then clear water."

The two cups of warm water were taken by both hands with thanks, and just about to say something, there was an electronic sound of the door being unlocked successfully.

Tan Zheng paused when he saw the three people who were looking towards him when he entered the door. Ren Zhaoyuan didn't send him a message. He thought he was going to have dinner at his uncle's house, so he came back without asking.

Only when I saw the car outside did I know that Ren Zhaoyuan was at home.

Ren Zhaoyuan's skin was red from being exposed to the sun for a long time, and he didn't know when he stayed in the sun for a long time.My lips are a bit dry, probably due to the lack of water.

The other two, about 60 years old, have neat sideburns, neat clothes, and a pair of similar bronze-rimmed glasses.

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyebrows and eyes resembled his mother's, and his bones resembled his father's.

However, the eyebrows are thicker and the bones are better.

There is no need for Ren Zhaoyuan to introduce anything.

Except for the similarities in their faces, the indescribable auras of the two of them were exactly in line with what Ren Zhaoyuan had told him.

A person's temperament is a mysterious and tangible thing. Appearance and clothing can only be added or subtracted sporadically. Only the accumulation of years and daily trivialities can pile up the characteristics of a person's bones.

At first glance, they are intellectuals who are academically profound and not tainted with copper stink.

"This is my lover, Tan Zheng," Ren Zhaoyuan said to Tan Zheng before sitting down, "This is my parents."

Ren Zhaoyuan's parents got up at the same time to say hello to Tan Zheng. Tan Zheng didn't bother to change his shoes, so he strode over and reached out to shake hands with them one by one: "Hello uncle, hello aunt, I'm Tan Zheng."

"You guys," Ren's mother knew that same-sex marriage has been legal for a long time, asked, "are you married yet?"

Ren Zhaoyuan said, "Not yet."

Tan Zhengxin brought a glass of water and put it in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, and sat down next to him.

Ren's father hesitated for a few seconds, did not say anything to make Tan Zheng avoid, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and went straight to the point: "We came here because some time ago someone took a lot of trouble to find us, and many units heard that After getting the news, the person who came to us left his name and contact information. The young man who sent the message searched the Internet and said that this person used to be you..."

Ren's father doesn't feel much about same-sex marriage. He is neither pleased nor opposed, but it is still quite difficult for him to bluntly say that a man is another man's husband.

"Yes, I divorced him." Ren Zhaoyuan heard a few words on the Internet and subconsciously thought of the discussions and rumors that have continued to this day. Together."

Mother Ren said: "He has been looking for us for a while, which has alarmed many people. It is inconvenient for us to contact him directly. We guess that he may be looking for us because of you. It just so happened that he came to S City this time, so I wanted to ask about the person who was looking for us. reason."

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyelashes drooped for half a second, and his expression remained unchanged: "Maybe he misunderstood that I wanted to find you. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you. I will contact him as soon as possible to stop."

"That's good." Ren's father's brows were deeply imprinted because of years of tightening, even though his expression was normal, he showed some seriousness, "The number given to you can always be connected. If you encounter a problem that cannot be solved and requires our help, you can Phone message. Do you still have it?"

Ren Zhaoyuan said: "Save it."

"Okay, if there is nothing else, we won't bother you much."

When they were sent out, Ren's father and mother said to them, "Stop", Ren Zhaoyuan didn't see them off, and stood inside the door and said "goodbye" with a smile.

After seeing his back, Ren Zhaoyuan closed the door, turned around and saw Tan Zheng and smiled: "I said in the morning that I was anxious to see my in-laws, but I will see you in the afternoon."

Tan Zheng took a step forward and hugged him tightly in his arms. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "Stop laughing."

"It's okay," Ren Zhaoyuan patted Tan Zheng, "You're hugging too tightly, it's a bit boring."

Tan Zheng didn't let go.

"It's really okay. It's not the first time I've seen them, so I know it well."

Tan Zheng didn't believe it.

He didn't believe a word of it.

Ren Zhaoyuan has always behaved plainly, every word, deed, and action seems to be so natural and careless.

But in Tan Zheng's eyes, there are no traces that need to be examined carefully.

Just talking about the divorce, has Ren Zhaoyuan ever explained it in front of anyone?

Not even when the rumors were spread, because Tan Zheng issued a statement that put Tan Zheng first.

But just now, the father and mother didn't ask at all, and didn't even mention it positively.

But Ren Zhaoyuan explained, but they didn't care.

Ren Zhaoyuan was only afraid of being misunderstood by them, and they didn't care whether or why Ren Zhaoyuan divorced, nor did they care that Ren Zhaoyuan had been betrayed.

Even before leaving, there was not even half a word of symbolic words of concern.

"I need to make a call and ask..."

"Hush, it's okay, it doesn't matter if it's an hour late." Tan Zheng kissed his dry lips and moistened them. "Leave it all to me, and I will handle it."

Ren Zhaoyuan stopped talking and didn't move.

Tan Zheng caressed his back, kissed his eyes lightly and densely, and as he kissed, he touched a little tide.

As if standing in the fog for too long, the eyelashes were soaked in a layer of hazy clamminess.

He obviously didn't shed tears, but Tan Zheng went back to the night of the heavy snow in a daze, and was smashed by Ren Zhaoyuan's tears, causing endless astringency and pain.

"It's okay to cry for a while," Tan Zheng held the side of his face in his palm, and rubbed the end of his eyes with the ball of his thumb lovingly, "You said, adults can cry too."

"I really don't want to cry," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled, and then slowly subsided under Tan Zheng's gaze, his eyelashes fluttered slightly with his breathing, "I just..."

Many pictures passed by in a hurry, and different sounds intertwined among them.

The scene just now, the figure on the side of the road, the golden toad in the car, the dolls approaching, the hospital ward, the high platform at the corner, the cafe for private use, the colorful birthday party...

He just feels a little unfair.

Just a little.

The author says:

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