He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

85 [1];

The road up the mountain was very bumpy. Sitting in the car, the body swayed from side to side involuntarily, and the car couldn't drive fast.

The light in the woods was dim, the wind was whistling, and the dense branches and leaves slapped on the car window to almost block all the light. Only by holding your breath can you barely see the situation in the distance through the narrow gap.

The light refracted by the blade pierced his eyes. When the disturbing blurred white light faded away, Tan Zheng turned around and walked towards him with a smile. The knife behind him was raised high under the bright sun. He stabbed it hard, and the blood splashed on the glass, covering the last bit of sight.

Nothing can be seen, only endless blood in the blurred darkness.

Tan Zheng..

Tan Zheng! !

Ren Zhaoyuan opened his eyes suddenly, his chest heaved violently, stared at the lines on the ceiling in a daze for a few seconds, propped himself up and sat on the edge of the bed, stepping barefoot on the cold and hard ground to weaken the struggling trance , giving birth to a sporadic sense of reality.

It's the room on the top floor of the clubhouse.

It was still bright.

The blue veins at the temples were jumping and pulling, the forehead and brain were stabbing and grinding at times, and even the eardrum seemed to be constantly vibrated, and the agitation did not stop for a moment.

"Woke up?"

Ren Zhaoyuan paused before slowly following the sound.

Tan Zheng didn't know when he appeared in the room, walking towards the bed with a glass of water.

The sun was shining outside the window, the water surface in the glass moved slightly, the refracted light fell into the eyes, and a blurred white light flashed for a moment.Ren Zhaoyuan frowned and waved his hand, the water glass that Tan Zhengzheng was handing over fell off his hand and fell to the ground unprepared.

There was a piercing sound.

Stains of water spread, debris splashed.

Both of them were startled. Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes fell on the ground for two seconds before he realized that he moved his lips, but he couldn't make a sound for a while.

"It's because I didn't hold it steady, so don't move."

Tan Zheng stretched out his arms, put the cotton swab in his hand on the table, took out a paper towel, knelt down on one knee in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, held his calf and put his foot on his leg, carefully picked up the broken glass, and after careful inspection, wiped it with a paper towel. Wipe off the water droplets little by little, and finally put it back on the bed.

"I'll pack you up and come down soon."

He picked up the large piece of broken glass and put it in the trash can, went to get a disposable bath towel and wiped it along the edge of the bed to pile up the small glass, then went to get the slippers.

The bed is spacious all around, and it is not necessary to go to the side where the water glass fell.But Tan Zheng didn't put it anywhere else. He went to the side of Ren Zhaoyuan and squatted down to put the shoes on the spot where he stepped on when he got out of bed.

"To be safe, don't go barefoot, okay? I'll have someone come and clean it later."

Ren Zhaoyuan lowered his eyes and remained silent for a few seconds, then said, "Sorry."

This apology seemed to make Tan Zheng more uncomfortable than the water being overturned just now. He knelt on one knee by the bed, still putting down his slippers, and looked up at Ren Zhaoyuan for a long time but couldn't wait for a line of sight.

"It's okay if you hit my face with a glass, don't apologize..."

"It is my fault."

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak, didn't move, and didn't look at him.

Tan Zheng stretched out his hand to hold Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, but when his fingertips touched a small part of the exposed skin, Ren Zhaoyuan dodged reflexively.

The outstretched hand was stuck in mid-air, curled up little by little for a long time, did not retract, and did not touch Ren Zhaoyuan's hand again, and placed it on the bed with a little distance from Ren Zhaoyuan's retracted hand.

Only his eyes were glued to the hand that was just a few feet away.

Tongzhou said that there were several deep wounds, and the doctor said at the beginning that it would be best to stitch them up, but Ren Zhaoyuan was in a hurry to find him before he had time, so he stitched them up now.

He also said that Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want to eat, and didn't say a few words.

"I was wrong."

"Tell me if you are angry, don't hold back, don't make things difficult for yourself, okay?"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't respond.

He bent his legs and wanted to get up from the bed, as if he had forgotten the injury on his hand, and supported the bed to borrow strength as usual, Tan Zheng held his wrist to stop him in a hurry, Ren Zhaoyuan stopped moving, frowning He took it away.

"I won't touch it, don't use your hands too hard."

Tan Zheng said that he wanted to take his hand back, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't let go.

He turned Tan Zheng's hand in a different direction, revealing a red and swollen palm with a fresh wound.

Tan Zheng deliberately didn't want Ren Zhaoyuan to see it, he didn't bandage it after hemostasis, and he was careful not to expose the palm of his right hand when cleaning the glass on the ground just now.

I didn't expect to be discovered because of holding it.

"It's okay," Tan Zheng wanted to take it back, but he couldn't take it back with a little effort, "I just scratched it accidentally."

Ren Zhaoyuan kept his eyes on the palm of his hand, and Tan Zheng was suddenly jealous of those injuries.

"You have entered the guest bedroom."

The mess and bloodstains flashed through his mind, Tan Zheng shrank his fingertips, and responded in a low voice: "Yes."

He didn't try to take it back, but Ren Zhaoyuan let go, and without looking at him again, he stood up and walked towards the end of the bed, got off the bed, put on his shoes and left.

Tan Zheng hurriedly followed out.

Someone in the lobby saw Ren Zhaoyuan coming out from a distance and immediately reported to Tongzhou as instructed. Immediately afterwards, the door of a room on the other side opened, and Tongzhou and Xing Yi came out of the room one after the other and walked towards Ren Zhaoyuan.

"Are you awake?" Tong Zhou said to Ren Zhaoyuan as if he didn't see Tan Zheng behind him, "I'll let them get some food, and we'll go downstairs together to deal with the two of you."

"No, I'm going home."

Tongzhou raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Tan Zheng, the meaning in his eyes was obvious - not bad, coaxed back so soon?

But then he saw Ren Zhaoyuan walking towards the elevator and Tan Zheng following him step by step, and felt that this was not the case.

"What's the matter, did you reconcile and go back?"

Tongzhou heard the voice in the earphone and looked at the closed elevator door: "Going back is going back, it's hard to say if we made up."

Yao Qiming was in a hurry: "You can't tell if it's good or not? What's the matter?"

"It doesn't look good," Tongzhou said as he walked away, "It's not so easy to make Zhaoyuan like this, let's get over it after kneeling for ten and a half months with the remote control."

The sound of Zhao Chen's typing on the keyboard stopped: "You said that."

Yao Qiming also disagreed: "It's normal for Zhaoyuan to be angry, but Lai Tanzheng is not authentic in this matter, he is not wrong."

Zheng He was always online, he was busy with other things and didn't say much: "As far as I know, if it wasn't because of Sun Jin, Tan Zheng could really solve the matter by himself."

A few of them got out of the way, and the two of them who were still stiff made a group voice chat, and talked with Zhao Chen until now after explaining what exactly happened.

"It's all for nothing. You usually don't look at the results and want to make assumptions?" Tong Zhou leaned against the window and looked down, "It's a fact that Zhaoyuan almost lost his hand. If you don’t wake up, put it there to toss around.”

Zhao Chen snorted: "If he can do it, I don't think he will let it go."

Zheng He thought of what he had heard from Zheng Wei's subordinates: "The situation was very dangerous at that time. If Zhaoyuan and my father couldn't go, I would be in danger."

"So, if it's not resolved, it's not resolved. If it's broken, it's broken. Don't care what he thinks. What he did led to the current result. The facts are here."

Yao Qiming still disagreed when he heard Tongzhou's words: "Zhaoyuan's hand is hurt right now, if Tan Zheng let him go, then the grandson didn't know how to deal with him, the two girls are still in his hands, if they can't beat him back Can those who curse and not fight back be left alone?"

Zhao Chen echoed, remembering to ask, "How did Wang Yue handle it?"

"Illegal fundraising, counterfeiting tickets, manipulating futures, miscellaneous crimes are listed and signed and pledged, and if you don't want to go in, you just shy away."

Zheng He briefly said a few things, but did not mention that Wang Yue also confessed to the crime of Sun Jin's death.

Only if he does not appear in this life, those confessions and videos will not appear.

Sun Jin's body was handled by the hired people, and Wang Yue doubled the commission. Everyone left a message.

Zhao Chen closed the computer and threw it aside: "You dog, it's cheaper for him."

"My father has been cultivating himself all these years," Zheng He said with a smile, and then returned to the topic of Tongzhou, "It's good that everyone is fine. It's not that Zhaoyuan doesn't want to get along with Tan Zheng. Don't be angry, Tongzhou." .”

Yao Qiming put it more bluntly: "Don't add fire to the matter between the two of you."

"I add fire?" Tongzhou slapped the glass with a "slap", "Brothers, who gave Tan Zheng the address to pick him up? Who gave Tan Zheng the room card to let him in? Zhaoyuan made it like this and I will pay him back." Can't you blame him behind your back? As long as you are kind and considerate, I am the only villain, right?"

When Yao Qiming heard this, he immediately changed his words: "I didn't add fire, thanks to you, you are close, and you have the opportunity to make more matches."

Zheng He then changed his words: "We are unreliable, Boss Tong calmed down."

Zhao Chen also laughed: "You're so angry today, don't let people be victimized for nothing."

Tongzhou's knee pressed against Xing Yi's thigh: "Did you suffer?"

Xing Yi squeezed his hand that had just finished patting the glass and raised his chin out of the window: "Get in the car."

Tong Zhou waited for a long time for this, but got excited and didn't pay attention. He could only see Tan Zheng's car driving away, and turned his head to ask Xing Yi: "Did it go in the same car?"

"One, in the passenger seat."

85 [2];

When going downstairs, a few floors happened to meet a few people getting on the elevator, and when they reached the first floor, they blocked the elevator door and waited for them. Tan Zheng and the others were not in a hurry and did not rush.After the few people who came up came up, the elevator was crowded, and Tan Zheng kept blocking Ren Zhaoyuan, acting as a partition between Ren Zhaoyuan and the others.

When getting out of the elevator, he waited for everyone else to get off before getting out of the way, blocking the elevator and letting Ren Zhaoyuan get out first, followed by two steps and walked out side by side.

When he was outside the door, Tan Zheng quickened his pace and went to the front to open the passenger door. His car was parked in the Tongzhou parking space, which was on the right hand side of the door as soon as he came out.

Originally thinking that if Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want him to go out and take a taxi together, he didn't expect Ren Zhaoyuan to get in.

Tan Zheng tried not to let him do anything, and bent over in front of him after he sat down to fasten his seat belt. Ren Zhaoyuan frowned slightly, but said nothing.

He didn't say anything all the way.

When they got home, they only asked Tan Xuqing a question. Tan Zheng said that Jin Shiyan had sent her home, and Ren Zhaoyuan didn't say anything else.

He usually likes to be clean, and he doesn't go upstairs with the clothes he wears when he goes out, but this time he almost forgot his shoes and took them off when he walked to the side of the stairs.

Tan Zheng followed behind and put the shoes into the sterilization cabinet according to Ren Zhaoyuan's habit. When he went upstairs, he didn't see anyone immediately. When he opened the bedroom door and saw the bed was empty, he was surprised, and then his heart tightened.

Ren Zhaoyuan had just taken off his shirt when he opened the bathroom door, luckily he hadn't started washing yet.

"Don't get your hands wet."

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't stop moving, Tan Zheng went over and held his wrist: "I'll take it off for you, and if you want to wash it, I'll wash it for you, okay?"

A little ordinary movement on the hand can make the wound open, especially if there are many wounds and all of them are new wounds, it is impossible to withstand doing this or that.

Tan Zheng saw the shirt with a row of small buttons from the corner of his eye, and suspected that Ren Zhaoyuan had a wound on his hand.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't continue, he looked up at Tan Zheng and said, "No."

Tan Zheng was suddenly stared at by him like this, and subconsciously shifted his gaze a little before looking at Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes again.

He was panicked.

Ren Zhaoyuan said "no", and as the person who asked if it was okay, he couldn't obey Ren Zhaoyuan's "no".

"You still have to do the design with your hands," Tan Zheng said in a softer voice, "Only by taking care of it can you recover quickly. You really can't touch the water."

Ren Zhaoyuan let go of his stalemate, and lowered his eyes to look at Tan Zheng's hand.Tan Zheng let go of his wrist hesitantly, and wanted to say something, but Ren Zhaoyuan had already gone around him.

Tan Zheng's raised hand paused for a while and slowly dropped, and when he left, he took away the shirt next to him.

After coming out, Ren Zhaoyuan had already lay down, turned to the other side, unable to see his face, only the snow-covered eagle on his back.

The air conditioner is always on, so I'm afraid I'll catch a cold when I sleep like this.Tan Zheng took a thin blanket to cover him, and took a glass of water and put it lightly on the bedside table.

Ren Zhaoyuan probably not only didn't eat, he didn't even drink water.

The lips are white and chapped, showing many deep lines, which have never been seen in the driest winter.

When I was in the clubhouse, I wanted to help him moisten it, but I didn't have time, and I still do it now.

When I was on the mountain, my throat sounded uncomfortable, and I don’t know how uncomfortable it will be if I continue to lack water.

"Put the water here," Tan Zheng could sense that Ren Zhaoyuan was awake, and said softly, "Drink some when you get up."

There was no response as expected, Tan Zheng stood by the bed for a while, closed the door lightly and went downstairs.

The kitchen on the second floor seldom uses fireworks. Tan Zheng asked someone to prepare the ingredients in advance. In the kitchen on the first floor, he was busy until dark and cooked many of Ren Zhaoyuan’s favorite dishes. He filled them all up and put them on the dining car and pushed them to the elevator. building.

Upstairs, only the light-controlled lights at the corners turned on as night fell, and Ren Zhaoyuan never came out.

After turning on the main light and placing the dishes on the table one by one, Tan Zheng stood by the table for a while before walking towards the bedroom.

He was a little afraid to face Ren Zhaoyuan now.

Refusing to give him sight, not wanting to talk to him, resistance, rejection, indifference.

Occasionally, I even feel startled when I look at Ren Zhaoyuan's faintly impatient eyes.

Ren Zhaoyuan had never done this to him.

The movement of opening the door was very light, and there was only a faint light in the room from the automatically turned on lamp at the head of the bed.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't know when he woke up. He sat on the edge of the bed with his head down, and stepped on the ground with his bare feet.

The light outside brightened the room a lot, Ren Zhaoyuan frowned and looked up, wondering if it was because he just woke up, but he didn't look back, just stared at him blankly for a moment.

Tan Zheng walked up to him and knelt down on one knee, tentatively holding his hand, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't hide.

"Go out and eat something," Tan Zheng said softly, as if afraid of scaring him, "I made squirrel mandarin fish, and I also tried a new dish, do you want to try it?"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak, but he didn't show any resistance. Tan Zheng held his hand and didn't dare to use force. He changed his wrist, and Ren Zhaoyuan followed Tan Zheng out following the strength of his wrist.

The mandarin fish in the center is bright in color, and the other dishes are mainly light, and the table is full of dishes.

Ren Zhaoyuan was sitting at the table, Tan Zheng went to fetch slippers for him to put on, and was about to wash his hands and eat when he was suddenly stopped by Ren Zhaoyuan, Tan Zheng followed his strength and knelt down again: "What's wrong?"

His right palm was swollen.

All the healed blood scabs fell off, revealing the tender flesh mixed with blood, the entire palm was obviously much higher than in the afternoon, and the redness around the wound had already become one piece.

You don't need to ask to know the reason for cooking.

Cutting, washing, and frying, none of them are right-handed.

"It's okay," Tan Zheng held his wrist and rubbed it a few times, "It's okay, let's eat quickly."

Ren Zhaoyuan ate, but not much.

He ate a mouthful of fish when the table was full, and he didn't move his chopsticks after that mouthful, but drank a bowl of white fungus soup slowly.

The dishes that Tan Zheng helped him piled up on the plate, but Tan Zheng cleaned them up afterward.

In the time it took to go up and down the stairs to put away the dishes, Ren Zhaoyuan was no longer at the table. Tan Zheng heard a sound from the bathroom and hurried over, but the door was locked from the inside and could not be opened.

"You can't get your hands wet, Zhaoyuan?"

The sound of the shower's water was heard in an instant.

Tan Zheng had no choice but to contact the doctor immediately.

Ren Zhaoyuan wore disposable rubber gloves, and the bandage was still a little wet, but it was much better than Tan Zheng imagined.

It's just that the wound was inevitably pulled and oozes blood.

The doctor gave Ren Zhaoyuan a new bandage, and told him to use his hands as little as possible in the past few days, not to get wet and not to eat chili and seafood.

Ren Zhaoyuan agreed and asked the doctor to look at Tan Zheng's hand.

Tan Zheng was taken aback.

After sending the doctor away, Tan Zheng took the prescribed medicine, then took out Ren Zhaoyuan's, and poured a glass of water for him.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't answer.

He lingered on the water glass and the medicine in Tan Zheng's hand for a few seconds, then glanced at Tan Zheng again.

With a light glance, Tan Zheng felt that it weighed a thousand catties.

The water glass he is holding in his hand is exactly the same as the water glass in which Ren Zhaoyuan secretly put the sleep aid in the morning.

"It's an anti-inflammatory drug." Tan Zheng slowly tightened his hand holding the cup, and the fingertips attached to the wall of the cup were bloodless, "The water is fine..."

Ren Zhaoyuan was silent for a moment because of his words, and still didn't say anything. When he turned to go upstairs, he was hugged by Tan Zheng from behind in front of the stairs.

"sorry Sorry."

Tan Zheng hugged him tightly, his hands were stained with the splashed water when he hurriedly put down the water glass, the water drops flowed down the back of his hands, dipped into the freshly wrapped gauze, and disappeared.

"I was wrong, I knew I was wrong."

"I shouldn't lie to you, I shouldn't rely on your trust to design you, I shouldn't force you knowing that you don't want to, I shouldn't be unable to do what I promised you, I shouldn't consider your feelings."

Ren Zhaoyuan kept silent, and Tan Zheng didn't force it. He just admitted his mistake sentence by sentence and apologized.

But just when he thought there would be no response, Ren Zhaoyuan suddenly asked hoarsely, "What about next time?"

"No next time, I will..."

I will not do this again in the future.

At the very least, make sure of that when you apologize.

But Tan Zheng stopped at the beginning of this sentence and couldn't continue.

Ask yourself, if something like this happened again, would he not do it?

Even if it happened once, even if Ren Zhaoyuan was angry once, would he let Ren Zhaoyuan go?

will not.

He will only do things more carefully, and try his best to prevent Ren Zhaoyuan from being hurt again.

Just like when he received Wang Yue's text message, he knew without much thought that unless Tan Xuqing and Clear were found, Ren Zhaoyuan would go no matter what.

So he didn't even try to persuade Ren Zhaoyuan.

Because it is impossible to convince.

Because whenever he clearly expresses his disapproval, Ren Zhaoyuan can easily detect the excessive coincidence when he finds someone later.

He knew Ren Zhaoyuan well.

Likewise, Ren Zhaoyuan also understood him.

So it was useless for him to apologize and admit his mistakes.

Ren Zhaoyuan knew that it was impossible for him to change, and that if the same thing happened again, he would still be his choice today.

Before he did it, he knew clearly that Ren Zhaoyuan was unwilling, knew that Ren Zhaoyuan would be angry and sad, and knew what the consequences might be, but he still did it.

Because to him, it is more important that Ren Zhaoyuan is intact, no matter what the price is, no matter what Ren Zhaoyuan's real wishes are.

This does not change.

Unless he was duplicity, taking advantage of the possibility that this kind of thing might not happen again, with a fluke mentality of muddling along, he lied to Ren Zhaoyuan again.

Say that you will never do this again, and coax people first, in case there is a next time.

Can he?

Even if Ren Zhaoyuan would believe it, could he?

Tan Zheng was silent for a long time in the silent night, and finally he could only say "I'm sorry".

Ren Zhaoyuan wouldn't believe it, and he couldn't say or do it.

This is the crux.

The author says:

Originally, it would be more than one o'clock in the morning, and I fell asleep when I closed my eyes (π_π);

Sorry it's late--

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