He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

When Ren Zhaoyuan got closer, Tan Xuqing recognized him. There are more than one interviews with Ren Zhaoyuan in her collection of jewelry magazines, and many videos of Ren Zhaoyuan winning awards have been uploaded on social media accounts.

What's more, Tan Zheng had already said that she would study in Ren Zhaoyuan's Design Park this time, if it wasn't for this, she wouldn't want to wait a day and come here just after the holiday.

Tan Zheng asked her to call her Teacher Ren, and Tan Xuqing called her with a smile. His voice was so sweet that Tan Zheng even took a second look.

Ren Zhaoyuan handed her a bouquet of sunflowers in his hand, and said, "I didn't know you came here today, this is a welcome gift."

Tan Xuqing subconsciously waved her hand and aimed at her brother: "No..."

"Put it away," Tan Zheng glanced at the bright yellow flowers, and opened the passenger door for Ren Zhaoyuan, with a steady voice, "Brother Zhaoyuan bought it for you specially."

After getting in the car, Ren Zhaoyuan proposed to play the game another day and make an appointment. Tan Xuqing immediately sat up straight holding the flower. From what this means, does her brother have an appointment with Teacher Ren?

At that time, it was said that there was something to do this afternoon!

Tan Zheng tapped his index finger on the side of the steering wheel and could only say yes.

"Brother, what are you going to play?"

"tennis."

"Wow, go, go," Tan Xuqing grabbed the back of the driver's seat and leaned forward, "I like watching tennis the most, but the boys in our school always pick up the ball every time they play, which is very boring. Teacher Ren, is it okay?" ? Do you have other things to do?"

This was Ren Zhaoyuan's original arrangement for the afternoon, and he turned his head and said, "No, you just arrived, don't you want to go back and rest? You can watch the game another day."

"I'm not tired at all!" Tan Xuqing patted the back of the driver's seat after speaking, "Brother!"

Tan Zheng followed the traffic flow and stepped on the brakes. When he turned his head, Ren Zhaoyuan, who was also looking at him, came into sight first.

The soft winter sun shines through the car window, and the fragrance of flowers diffuses lightly and faintly. The person who is full of love is in the sunshine and fragrance of flowers, within reach.

Tan Zheng originally wanted to ask Ren Zhaoyuan if it was okay, but when the words came out, there was only one good word.

This stadium does not have prepared uniforms like in the manor. If you don’t bring your own, you can only buy them in the stadium’s store.

There is no suitable size for the black and white of the public, and the two of them chose dark blue among many bright colors.

The exact same style, color and size, Ren Zhaoyuan's upper body is slightly looser, but both of them are first-class clothes racks.

Tan Xuqing frantically turned on his mobile phone to take pictures while he was walking behind, and couldn't help howling secretly when admiring the results-no one would believe it if it wasn't a couple outfit, okay! !

Ren Zhaoyuan waved his racket and said, "It's agreed, don't give up this time."

"Okay," Tan Zheng agreed, and then asked with a smile, "Is there a lottery if you win?"

Obviously Tan Zheng couldn't be more mature, but Ren Zhaoyuan will always come up with small thoughts at some inadvertent moments.

For example, now he is full of anticipation to ask him for a lottery, with lights in his eyes, like what a good thing he can give.

"Yes," Ren Zhaoyuan asked him, "What do you want to decide?"

I can't say what I want most, and I can't think of anything else at the moment, but the opportunity is rare.

Tan Zheng thought for a while: "I don't know, otherwise the loser will owe it first? I'm sure I'm not bad at my debt."

Like a primary school student pulling the hook, Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and threw the ball to him: "Okay, I'm not bad."

"Teacher Ren," Tan Xuqing shook his mobile phone to Ren Zhaoyuan while sitting on the seat outside the venue, "Can I make a video?"

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his voice and replied, "Let's record it."

Tan Xuqing waved his hands excitedly, raised his mobile phone and shouted: "Teacher Ren, come on!"

It is definitely a kind of enjoyment to watch a good player play. Tan Xuqing feels that such a visual feast cannot be enjoyed exclusively. After saving the video and photos to his heart's content, he cut out a section without zooming in and sent it to a good friend. It didn't take long before he received a full screen An exclamation point, followed by a message attack.

——[Who is who is who is who!Can I jump up and hit their knees! ! 】

——【It's so handsome! ! 】

——【Come closer and shoot again! ! 】

—— [The sixth sense tells me that their faces must be handsome! ! 】

——[Tell me right now! ! 】

Tan Xuqing's exuberant desire to share finally had an outlet, typing away.

[Yes yes yes super handsome and invincible handsome, your sixth sense must be stupefied! 】

[It's my brother and his pursuit! 】

[Didn't you always say that my elder brother is always aloof and arrogant!I tell you, your house collapsed! ! 】

[He is now softer and clingier than your puppet!Brackets refer to the object of his pursuit! 】

The vibration of the mobile phone news was about to be connected together. Tan Xuqing turned off the vibration and looked up at the two players who were playing hotly on the field, then lowered his head and continued to read the news.

——[! ! 】

——【What a peerless handsome guy, I still need your brother to chase me! ! 】

——【Show me! ! 】

--【quick! ! 】

——【Handsome guys are not real sisters if they don't share! ! 】

"Tan Qing," Tan Zheng called her, "Let's go."

"Oh!"

Tan Xuqing stuffed the phone into his pocket and trotted over, followed to the dressing room and was arranged to wait in the milk tea room, biting his pearls and seeing the two walking away side by side, he took out his phone and continued to reply to the message.

The chat interface has been hacked by classmates because they didn't reply immediately.

The two chatted nonsense back and forth for a long time because of Tan Xuqing's refusal to post recent photos. Before the milk tea was finished, they heard her brother call her "Tan Qing".

Tan Xuqing glanced at the time, it was only 10 minutes, and he took a shower and changed his clothes?is it necessary?

Thinking that two people can't be alone in it, her brother doesn't seem to need to delay time.Tan Xuqing grabbed the milk tea and hurriedly replied to the last message.

[When he becomes my own brother, I will send you 99 cards! 】

"Tan Qing?"

Tan Xuqing instinctively agreed: "Huh?"

When Ren Zhaoyuan heard it at the stadium, he thought he hadn't noticed that he had heard it wrong, but just now he confirmed that Tan Zheng really called Tan Qing.

"I was called Tan Qing when I was a child," Tan Xuqing explained to Ren Zhaoyuan, "I changed my name later, but my family is still used to calling me that."

Tan Zheng sneered, and mercilessly exposed her dark history: "When I was in the fourth and fifth grades, I insisted on changing my name and adding a "Xu" in the middle to make it sound nice. At that time, it was not easy to change my student status when I was transferred to middle school, but I found out later that it was because I liked a little boy named Xu at the time."

"You know you like it if you have a big radish head," said Tan Zheng, a big brother, who continued to be bad after talking about the dark history, "Do you remember what he was called Xu?"

"Ahhh!" Tan Xuqing covered his ears, "If you don't listen, don't listen, the turtle is chanting sutras!"

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed all the way, even if it was just an ordinary chat afterwards, the smile on his face didn't disappear.

When I entered Tan Zheng's house and put on disposable slippers, I suddenly realized that I agreed to have dinner together probably because the relaxed and happy atmosphere was so comfortable that people couldn't help but want to extend the time for a while.

He originally planned to go to the bank after playing to pick up a pink diamond that he had photographed before, and to produce a few design samples tonight.

Forget it, tomorrow.

The author says:

No prize quiz:

This chapter is a bit short on whether Mr. Tan received the flowers from his wife or his sister and classmates received 99 photos. This chapter is a bit short, bow——

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