He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

At the same moment that Ren Zhaoyuan's short words fell into his ears, Tan Zheng's blood surged up and his scalp went numb.

Such Ren Zhaoyuan is too sexy.

He is domineering with ease, orders in a soft and slow voice, and has a well-thought-out plan.

If the situation he was facing was not too critical, Tan Zheng could still indulge in the seductive charm that Ren Zhaoyuan inadvertently radiated for a while longer.

"Zhaoyuan," Tan Zheng's chest rose and fell, "I..."

Ren Zhaoyuan circled his hands tightly and looked up at him expressionlessly.

Tan Zheng knew he couldn't escape.

He didn't intend to escape either, and his bound hands were raised above his head without moving.

"I accept the punishment," Tan Zheng swallowed heavily, looking at him without blinking, "Can you calm down after the punishment?"

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyelashes were half drooping: "It depends on your performance."

It's good to calm down.

Even if you can't calm down for a while, it's better to be willing to let it out than to be silent all the time.

A little bit is a little bit, a good step is a step.

He used to think that Ren Zhaoyuan had a good temper, but this time he really felt it during the eleven days of reticence. Ren Zhaoyuan just didn't like to get angry.

Even if Ren Zhaoyuan's attitude softened in the next few days, the cold became lighter, and his body gradually improved, he didn't talk too much.

The matter is not over, there is no reason to pick it up high and put it down gently.

Tan Zheng said that he would accept punishment more than once, but Ren Zhaoyuan never responded.

This was the first time that Ren Zhaoyuan told him directly that now it was the punishment for annoying him, the price for letting him calm down.

Calm down, and return to the usual state of getting along.

The temptation for Tan Zheng was too great.

He was attracted by such a goal, willingly raised his neck and obeyed everything.

But even if you think you are mentally prepared, you are underestimating.

Tan Zheng was tossed hard by Ren Zhaoyuan.

Blue veins protrude, sweat profusely.

The rough gauze and the soft fingertips were very different, but together they pushed him to the brink of collapse.

Everything is under the control of Ren Zhaoyuan, a light flick of the tip of Lie Yan is an unbearable scalding heat, and if it is let go for a short time, it will intensify before it calms down.

He was brought to bliss and then pushed to suffering. Heaven and hell are all in Ren Zhaoyuan's hands, but they are only a hair's breadth away.

Later, Tan Zheng let out a low growl in his chest, the blood vessels on his forehead and neck bulged, and the muscles on his body stretched hard and furrowed. However, in the gap between being briefly let go, he did not resist, did not break free, and only looked at him with red and foggy eyes. Ren Zhaoyuan.

Obedience, patience, supplication, and bottomless dependence.

He is the most devout believer.

It's a pity that I failed to get mercy again.

Tan Zheng bounced up uncontrollably and then fell heavily, smashing the well-crafted bed with a muffled sound.

Patience and self-control have come to an end.

But the instinctive reaction turned into a raging fire.

In the second when Tan Zheng was about to lose control, Tan Zheng bit his head hard on the inside of his protruding arm, his brows were almost knit into a knot, squeezing the fresh sweat, slanting across his closed eyelids, and finally stopped as he turned his head. At the base of the bridge of the nose.

Ren Zhaoyuan had already stopped, but the instinct to suppress and fight against himself exhausted the last clarity, and Tan Zheng didn't notice it at all.

"Don't bite," Ren Zhaoyuan pinched his cheeks to make him let go, "Shh, be obedient, open your mouth."

Tan Zheng bit hard, and after two seconds, he slowly let go of Ren Zhaoyuan's strength and turned around.

I don't know how much effort was used, the bite on the arm was red and swollen, the surrounding teeth marks were deeply sunken, and the heaviest part had already seen blood spots.

When Ren Zhaoyuan asked, he didn't expect that he would really bear it to this point.

Touching the bitten place with her fingertips, she frowned unconsciously: "How long can you bear it?"

"Until you calm down..."

"Is it important?"

Tan Zheng's breathing has not yet calmed down, but his answer is steady: "It's very important."

The body senses gradually woke up from the aftermath, and soon fell into Ren Zhaoyuan's hands again.

Muscles all over his body tensed and stiffened uncontrollably, Tan Zheng was ready to continue to fight the torment, but Ren Zhaoyuan first kissed away the drop of sweat that was about to flow into the corners of his eyes.

Tan Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he groaned because of the turbulence of his recovery.

Ren Zhaoyuan kissed his lips as if there was nothing: "Relax."

Seemingly seeing that Tan Zheng's thinking stopped at this moment, Ren Zhaoyuan's kiss went up to his ear, telling him in two more straightforward words.

The next moment Tan Zheng had it all on him.

When the consciousness finally returned to the cage, Tan Zheng thought in his irregular breathing that he had stained Ren Zhaoyuan's shirt again.

The most important thing is not this.

Tan Zheng's chest heaved lightly, and he took off the hands that were bound on top of his head, and stretched out his hand with some difficulty to pinch Ren Zhaoyuan's fingertips: "Have you calmed down?"

"And if not? Do it again?"

Tan Zheng's expression froze, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said, "Okay."

Ren Zhaoyuan glanced at him and tidied up for him and was about to go down, but was held tightly by Tan Zheng.

"Don't go," Tan Zheng held his forearm, "You can think as many times as you want, don't ignore me again."

"Why are you afraid that I will ignore you?"

Tan Zheng couldn't answer right away, Ren Zhaoyuan untied the tie that bound his hands, and changed the phrase: "Why do you think it's acceptable to beat you, scold you and torture you, only the mild neglect is unbearable?"

"It's too uncomfortable," Tan Zheng put Ren Zhaoyuan's hand on his chest, "it's hanging here, it's too uncomfortable."

"Does it hurt?"

"Uncomfortable."

Feeling the ups and downs of his chest under his palm, Ren Zhaoyuan looked into Tan Zheng's eyes: "It's probably not the most uncomfortable time now, the first few days must be even more uncomfortable."

Tan Zheng held his wrist with more strength: "Yes."

"I don't know what I'm thinking, I don't know what I'm going to do, I don't know how long it will last, I don't know if it will get better, I don't even know if I will give up this relationship."

Ren Zhaoyuan talked about Tan Zheng's thoughts at that time sentence by sentence, and every time he said a sentence, Tan Zheng's strength unconsciously increased.

"I don't know, so I hang on to it. The unknown is good or bad, and there is no result. I can't see it, I can't touch it. I don't know when the invisible guillotine will fall."

There was pain and numbness in the wrist, and Ren Zhaoyuan didn't seem to notice it: "Are you afraid?"

Tan Zheng said hoarsely, "I'm afraid."

"I'm also afraid," Ren Zhaoyuan glanced at the bed and the dark gray tie thrown aside, and said in a calm tone, "When I was lying here that day, I wondered if you would die the second I lost consciousness .”

He said it directly, and it also made Tan Zheng feel distressed.

The more ordinary the tone, the more suffocating it is.

"I was wrong," Tan Zheng sat up and hugged him, kissing his dry eyes, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't just think about what I think should be done, in the future..."

Ren Zhaoyuan interrupted him, not letting Tan Zheng finish the sentence "in the future".

"Tan Zheng, I'm also reflecting on myself. I used to say that you just need to be yourself, but now I'm forcing you to obey my thoughts. The "important" in your heart and the "important" in my heart can't reach the same level, no one else." important" must be more important.But if something similar happens again in the future, you should remember two things. "

Tan Zheng was taken aback.

He just wanted to promise that he would never do this again in the future.

I don't want to make Ren Zhaoyuan sad anymore, and I don't want to give Ren Zhaoyuan another nightmare that he can't get out of.

But for him, it was against his will.

Ren Zhaoyuan seemed to have grown out of his heart, which is not an exaggeration at all.

Tan Zheng looked into Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes: "Say it."

"First point," Ren Zhaoyuan put his hands on Tan Zheng's back, "If that knife came in from here..."

Even though there was such a long distance at that time, even though Tan Zheng didn't hurt Xingdian, even though the clothes with the knife marks had already been thrown away, Ren Zhaoyuan could always press precisely on the place that was almost stabbed when he raised his hand.

"Whether you live or not, I don't want you anymore."

Tan Zheng's pupils flickered, and before he could speak, Ren Zhaoyuan had already continued.

"I will not hold a funeral for you when you are dead, and I will never forgive you when you are alive. You have made me rely on you intentionally or unintentionally, and cannot do without you. You have promised me forever and company more than once, but if you even your own If safety cannot be guaranteed, then all vows will not count.”

"Second point, if you die, I can't live well."

Tan Zheng's expression tightened: "Zhaoyuan..."

"It seems that I haven't told you about the origin of the AL brand name. What I said in the interview is all deceitful and beautiful words."

Every time Ren Zhaoyuan interviewed Tan Zheng, he never left behind. Regarding AL, Ren Zhaoyuan said that "every design is a unique love, AL is the abbreviation of "A" and "LOVE"".

But now, Ren Zhaoyuan said, AL is the first two letters alone, and the combination with ONE, the most special department of the brand, is the most real picture.

"I used to feel that people were eternally alone."

"Everyone is an isolated island in the sea. In life, there are waves, gulls, birds, trees and flowers, and tourists may pass by, but in fact there is nothing. The only one who really hears it and belongs to it is itself."

"You let me deny my old point of view, and of course you can make me go back to my old point of view."

"If you die, I won't trust anyone, let alone fall in love with anyone, and I will die alone forever."

"If I can't stand it and decide to die, I will leave a suicide note to tell everyone that Ren Zhaoyuan did not die for love."

These words are too harsh, it is like poking Tan Zheng's heart with a steel needle: "I was wrong, it was my fault, don't say it..."

"If you leave me with your own hands, I will never have anything to do with you again. After I die, I will drink a few more bowls of soup, and I will never want you in my next life."

Tan Zheng raised his hand to cover his mouth: "I won't, don't say it, don't say it."

Ren Zhaoyuan took Tan Zheng's hand away, watched him stubbornly and finished speaking: "You remember these two points, if there is really a next time, if you still decide to make the same choice, you don't have to bother like this time , I won't stop it."

"I will definitely live a good life and will not leave you behind," Tan Zheng paused for a while, his eyes disappeared and turned red again, "I dare not..."

It wasn't that he didn't give in and be moved before, and it wasn't that he didn't put himself in the situation, but it was at this moment that Tan Zheng really knew clearly what he had underestimated without knowing it.

That is the love comparable to life that Ren Zhaoyuan completely delivered, no less than him.

He was dead wrong.

Tan Zheng used all his strength to kiss Ren Zhaoyuan, Ren Zhaoyuan accepted it, and didn't say anything, just kissed him back.

I don't know if it's the same for lovers all over the world. There are always moments when I deeply feel that the love in my heart can't be contained, but I can't give him my whole heart.

No matter how many words there are, they are weak, and only a warmer and longer kiss can be expressed.

Give, receive, reveal, possess.

The voice of love is getting stronger and stronger, and the night is heavy.

In a sense, love and devotion are actually self-satisfaction.

Satisfying one's spiritual sustenance, the beauty of looking far away, satisfying one's desire to protect and possess, and doing things to make the other party happy can also be said to satisfy one's own hopes and expectations from another perspective.

Tan Zheng has always felt that he loves Ren Zhao far more than himself, that he loves so much that he can give everything, and loves so much that he can give in infinitely.Therefore, before the real incident, he never knew that there would be a day when he would try every means to disobey Ren Zhaoyuan.

I would rather pay more for myself than to let the other party hurt at all, which seems to be the most powerful proof that loving the other party is better than loving myself, but from the perspective of going against the other party's wishes and satisfying my own wishes, it seems that the position of high and low must be reversed.

When both parties want to protect each other, but preserving one party will inevitably damage the other party, putting yourself in danger to protect the other party can be said to love the other party more, or it can be said that it actually cares more about yourself.

Selfless and selfish.

"What are you thinking about?"

Tan Zheng realized that Ren Zhaoyuan was awake when he heard the voice.

It was late last night and he was exhausted. Later, when he carried him upstairs, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't open his eyes, and only grunted and snorted twice.

According to the habit, I should sleep until after nine o'clock, but I didn't expect to wake up so early.

Ren Zhaoyuan had actually been awake for a while, but his body was so sore and limp that he didn't bother to move.Usually he would notice Tan Zheng as soon as he woke up, but this time he didn't notice it for a long time, as if he was thinking about something and lost his mind.

"I'm thinking..." Tan Zheng didn't know how to sum it up, so he recounted it all to him.

Ren Zhaoyuan listened to him carefully: "Have you figured it out?"

"I'm too stupid," Tan Zheng embraced and kissed his forehead, "Teacher Ren teach me."

This is a paradox at all, Ren Zhaoyuan shrank down, and put his forehead on Tan Zheng's chest: "I don't teach."

"Why?" Tan Zheng lowered his head and pestered him stickily, "Teach me, Teacher Ren?"

Ren Zhaoyuan turned over slowly in Tan Zheng's arms with his eyes closed, almost crippled from waist to legs.

People who are ruthless are prone to accidents when they are provoked.

Church apprentice, exhausted master.

Tan Zheng hugged him from behind, his breath fluttered against his ear, causing a slight itchiness.

Wanting to hide but being lazy in his arms and not wanting to move, Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hands to cover his ears, a faint smile appeared in his voice.

"I don't teach."

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