He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

The traffic flow in S City is continuous day and night, and the red taillights of the cars are long and long.

The secret and weak stimulation of the stomach gradually fermented in the radio music ordered by the driver. Ren Zhaoyuan took it for granted, there was no abnormality on his face, and he chatted with the driver about the annoying traffic with a light smile.

Later, he leaned on the back of the seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He heard the horn honking from far and near, heard a few indistinct laughter, and suddenly heard the driver exclaim.

"Hey! It's snowing!"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't open his eyes, but the discomfort that he could easily bear just now suddenly became more intense, which made him frown.

In a city with four distinct seasons, it is inevitable that there will be several large or small snowfalls every year.

Now that it's winter, it's not uncommon for snow to fall.

Occasionally, when it is cold in the late spring, it may snow in March.

The warmth of the warm wind dissipated without a trace under the sudden return of the cold air. He watched from a distance that the most familiar figure was hugged enthusiastically by the person who suddenly appeared, and immediately pushed it away. The first reaction was to look around, and then hurriedly Push people into the car.

The thin snow with rain continued for several days in the cold spring, agricultural production suffered, and respiratory diseases frequently occurred. The complete trust and all the possibilities of self-persuasion accompanied by ten years were shattered and collapsed with each photo and frame of image.

Snow sometimes leaves very late, and sometimes arrives very early.

One year, it seemed that the severe cold came just after the hot summer, and the snow fell before I had time to wear autumn clothes for a few days.

A 1.8-meter man in his twenties, who thinks he is indomitable, is at a loss in front of two people with vaguely similar facial features, and it takes a long time to softly and cautiously call out "Dad, Mom" ​​that he has been waiting for for many years.

They were sitting upright, as if they were in a serious meeting, and the eyes they looked at him were all strange, without any joy, let alone love.

That conversation lasted only half an hour, very short.They just come to do something they think is necessary, not to visit someone they care about.

"We have read your information, you are excellent, and you have lived well these years, so we are relieved."

"This money is for you. We gave your uncle a part of the money for child support for these years. You keep this part for yourself. After our death, all patents and properties will be handed over to the country and will not be left to you. As long as the money is not Splurge should be enough, I suggest you plan reasonably."

"I was already three months pregnant when I discovered that there was an accident with contraception. I had a special constitution, and a miscarriage was likely to be life-threatening. At that time, the research was at an important stage, and I couldn't leave my job. I had to give birth to you and hand it over to the elderly. We have been I'm so guilty, I'm sorry."

"This study is over and I have some free time. We have more important things to do after you have dealt with it. You are an adult and I believe you can take care of yourself. I hope everything goes well for you."

When he opened the door again, what he could see had gradually been dyed white, and he stood there in a daze, watching the footprints getting lighter and lighter.

Only then did I suddenly realize, oh, it turned out that he was a child who was not expected to be born.

All the hopes and imaginations that have been bred and the hard work and persistence made by self-care have become meaningless with the traces buried in the snow.

The snow was as smooth as if no one had walked on it.

The not very big boy ran quickly on the snow with his schoolbag on his back, stepping on a row of deep small pits.He sent the lost child to the police station, and the uncle of the police pinned a big red flower with the word "honor" on his chest.

It's too early to be happy because of a red flower, but this is different. This is the first time he was put on a red flower by the police uncle himself, and it was given by the people's police.

He ran upstairs quickly in the darkening night, shouting joyfully but being choked in his throat by the sound of beating and arguing.

The phone was smashed to pieces, and a transparent button popped out a few times and rolled to his feet. It was the hands-free button with a cross drawn next to the speaker.

After the dispute over why they raised him and why they lowered the quality of life of his own children for the sake of other people's children, he stomped and trotted in the door, explained why he came home late, cleaned up the mess, and then began to count his own money. After a few days, he proposed to live in the school.

It turned out that the happiness that the adults said and showed did not mean that they were really happy. It was kind of them to adopt him and let him treat this place as his own home. He really did not know how to treat this place as his own home.

The snow fell more heavily.

The sky became darker, his figure became smaller, and he didn't care if his shoes fell off. He stumbled and ran in the snow with bare feet. .

People go to bed early in winter, and he desperately grabbed the iron ring on the wood, crying and shaking the door, until the surrounding dogs were disturbed and barked together, the doctor finally came out with a coat on, went back and ran in front with the medicine box, he Stumbled and chased after.

The road seems to have no end.

The snow that lasts all night can drown out all sounds, the broken dead branches disappear, and the dead never return.

The pale snow makes the people in it stand out, and every movement and every detail is magnified countless times and engraved into the mind.

The overwhelming snow made him stay in it, and every time he dreamed it was boundless silver.

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"Sir? Here we are."

Ren Zhaoyuan slowly opened his eyes, and asked when paying: "Did it snow last winter?"

The master driver unscrewed the thermos and took a sip of water, and said, "Why didn't you drink it? It's too big! You just came here this year?"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't explain, thanked him calmly and got out of the car. Stepping on the hard asphalt road with his handmade leather shoes, scattered snow foam fell on his upper eyelashes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He hadn't thought about the past for a long time.

Getting older, family, career, responsibilities...everything now and every minute in the future is more important than looking back on the past.

Besides, recalling itself doesn't make much sense.

But he was homeless again.

In another snowfall last spring.

The time and seasons after that snowfall became blurred. He walked over in a daze, and in the first snowfall after waking up, he recalled the most recent snowfall in his memory, and even went back to the past many years.

Why bother.

Ren Zhaoyuan picked up the white tulips he ordered outside the door, opened the door, went in and put them on the shelf, went to the cloakroom to change clothes, shoes and socks, walked in with the flowers, passed the living room and the glass wall, changed a pair of shoes and went upstairs to his own Living area.

The white tulips were like a ball of snow dyed with a light fragrance. Ren Zhaoyuan looked at them for a few seconds, and without trimming the vases, he got up and put them directly by the balcony window.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't realize what he forgot until he came out of the shower and heard the phone vibrate, and saw the call notification.

"Sorry," Ren Zhaoyuan said after answering the phone, "I forgot to promise to send you a message when I came back."

Tan Zheng was thinking that if Ren Zhaoyuan didn't answer the phone again, he would drive to have a look. He was stunned for a second when he heard the call at first, and then he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Ren Zhaoyuan.

It was fine when we parted.

But Tan Zheng didn't dare to make a conclusion based on his own feelings, so he just said: "It's okay, it's Tan Qing, she kept urging me to ask you if the biscuits are good."

You can simply answer the sentence "delicious" that you brought to your mouth, but when you say it, it changes somehow.

"I haven't eaten yet," Ren Zhaoyuan replied truthfully, "I'll try it later."

Tan Zheng said "OK" softly, and the two of them were quiet for a few seconds through the microphone, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't make a sound.

In just a few seconds, Tan Zheng was sure that he wasn't thinking too much, Ren Zhaoyuan's state was indeed wrong.

Give the person enough personal space by pretending not to notice, or by saying something funny to make him laugh.

Tan Zheng hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask directly: "Did something happen?"

"Why ask that?"

"You sound out of sorts."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan didn't have any desire to confide, but he didn't deny it either, "It's a little bit."

People often feel that they can support life and face everything on their own, and they often feel uncontrollably lonely and want to be accompanied at many moments.

Tan Zheng was silent for a second without breathing, followed by a tentative sentence: "Want to chat?"

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled lightly for some reason.

In the past, I always felt that Tan Zheng was alienated from others, but after getting in touch with him, I realized that although his personality is not lively, he is very easy-going and easy to get along with.

Now, he saw the vitality on Tan Zheng's body, touched the warm temperature, and even felt soft.

Ren Zhaoyuan sank into the sofa, his eyes fell on the slowly rotating perpetual motion, and he relaxed his nerves: "What are you talking about?"

"Tell you about me and Tan Qing?"

Ren Zhaoyuan was really curious about this, and agreed, "Okay."

"Well..." Tan Zheng thought for a while, and found an entry point, "I liked her quite a bit when she was just born, but I couldn't say whether I liked her or not, so I just looked at the little one and didn't dare to touch her, thinking that I was Brother, you have to protect her well."

"and after?"

"Later, when she was less than one year old, she began to get sick frequently because of her low immunity. She was young and in poor health. I was a boy and grew up, so my parents just took care of her wholeheartedly."

Ren Zhaoyuan said: "I ignored you."

"Yes," Tan Zheng slowly opened the window to let the snow drift in, "I was younger than my classmates in junior high school, and I was also shorter in stature, and my test scores were higher. At that time, it seemed that every class had a few who liked to stand out and show their prestige. "

"Bullyed you?"

Tan Zheng laughed, expressing his worry in this sentence pretending to be affectionate.

"Well, bullied me."

Like a complaint.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing, but then his smile faded, and he asked, "How did you solve it?"

Tan Zheng picked and modified some content, and said: "The teacher notified the parents, but because Tan Qingzheng was ill, my parents didn't have time, so it was nothing. I felt wronged, and felt that it was because of Tan Qing's parents that they didn't care about me. , After that, every time I go home on weekends, I don’t want to talk to her, and she doesn’t like to talk to me either.”

"They didn't bully you anymore?"

Tan Zheng smiled: "They think so, but I study well, the teacher protects me, and I haven't been bullied anymore."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan sank a little deeper into the sofa in a relaxed manner, "What happened later? How did the relationship get better?"

"When I was in high school, someone gave me a box of very good chocolates. I was always reluctant to eat them. When the weather was warmer, I would wrap them up and put them in the refrigerator. I told my parents that it was very important not to open it."

Ren Zhaoyuan guessed: "It was demolished by Tan Qing?"

"Yes, she wrapped a stone in wrapping paper and put it back after stealing it. When I went back the next weekend, half of it had been eaten. At that time, she lost her temper and scared her to tears. First, she yelled at me for hiding I decided not to give her something delicious, and then cried and said that I knew I was wrong and dare not."

Ren Zhaoyuan listened, and lay down in a comfortable position, but Tan Zheng stopped talking: "Where are you?"

"Huh?" Ren Zhaoyuan didn't realize it, "It's where I live."

Tan Zheng was more specific: "Is it on the bed?"

"On the sofa, what's the matter?"

"Go to bed, it's a bit late, if you get sleepy after talking for a while, go to bed."

Ren Zhaoyuan can feel how different it is for people who are used to older brothers.

Tan Zheng listened to the rustling sound from his side, and continued what he said before: "I still don't want to eat that box of chocolates, and there is no other place to put it. It can only be put in the refrigerator. One day, a child from a relative's house went to the refrigerator and found To take it apart to eat, Tan Qing snatched it and carried it back to the room."

Ren Zhaoyuan let out a soft "hmm" to show that he was listening.

Tan Zheng paused for a while after saying "um", and then continued: "My parents asked her to give the child one, but she refused to give it to her. After the child left, my parents said they would put the chocolate back, and she didn't let go. She cried at the top of her throat when she took it. Her pneumonia just happened that her parents didn't dare to let her cry like that, so they went to pick me up from school when they couldn't help it."

"Did you live on campus then?"

"Yes, it's not the weekend. Once I go home, I have to go to school before dawn the next day. I feel so angry." Tan Zheng stretched out his hand and drew a circle on the fallen snow on the window sill, "I didn't expect to see her die when I went back. She hugged the chocolate tightly and slept like a little pig, there was no shortage of chocolate, she was so greedy that she was drooling in her dreams, the pillow was half soaked..."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't remember when he fell asleep.

Pull open the curtains that close automatically when the time comes, and you will see the blindingly white snow scene.

The traffic must be inconvenient. He remembered that he didn't tell Tan Zheng last night that he could let Tan Xuqing go to the design park for two days in the evening. When he turned on his phone to contact, he found that there was news from Tan Zheng.

[Brother Zhaoyuan, I'll take Tan Qing to the Design Park and have breakfast nearby. It's snowing and it's hard to drive, so I'll drop you off? 】

After Tan Zheng received Ren Zhaoyuan's reply, he headed towards his residence. Tan Xuqing was in the back seat holding a cup of hot milk and watching the video of jewelry stories on a tablet.

Ren Zhaoyuan lives in a detached house, and the car can drive directly downstairs.

Tan Zheng braked slowly, and met the gaze of a man standing upright next to another parked car not far away through the car glass.

It was Zhao Yuanqing.

Tan Zheng left Tan Xuqing in the car, and got out of the car to meet the approaching people steadily.

"Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Yuanqing's complexion was not good, but he still maintained his demeanor and stretched out his hand to Tan Zheng: "Mr. Tan, what a coincidence, come to find Zhaoyuan?"

Tan Zheng raised his hand and shook it loosely, saying concisely: "Yes."

"Oh," Zhao Yuanqing nodded, "Is there something wrong?"

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient to tell you something personal."

Zhao Yuanqing completely lowered his face, and his tone became cold: "Zhaoyuan's business is my business."

Tan Zheng smiled lightly, not reaching his eyes.

"Because of unilateral fault, Brother Zhaoyuan has already divorced Mr. Zhao, hasn't he?"

The author says:

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