He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

"you laughed."

"Ok?"

"You just laughed," Tan Zheng propped up his upper body and walked towards Ren Zhaoyuan, "show me."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing: "What's so interesting."

"No one looks better than you when you smile."

Anyone who hears something nice is in a good mood, not to mention that it comes from someone they like.

The corners of Ren Zhaoyuan's lips were bent before they were flattened, following Tan Zheng's strength, he turned around and lay down flat, but it was exhausting to watch him so straightly, Ren Zhaoyuan pushed his face with his unpressed hand, and just lifted it up Stopped in mid-air.

I don't know when there was an extra ring on the root of the ring finger.

Not a living ring.

The size and tightness are too appropriate, and he has never noticed it.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned his left hand to look at the irregular patterns engraved on the outside of the ring, and Tan Zheng stared at his facial expression without blinking.

There was no obvious joy or resistance, most of them seemed to be surprised, and there was something that Tan Zheng couldn't distinguish for a while, but it didn't look like he didn't like it.

Tan Zheng could feel the throbbing in his chest, and as the conclusion based on the subtle expression analysis gradually stabilized, he stopped suddenly when he saw Ren Zhaoyuan about to pick it up: "Hey!"

Ren Zhaoyuan paused.

Tan Zheng clutched his hands and sat up on the bed, frowning, his eyes flickered slightly, and his voice dropped, "Don't you like it?"

In fact, when it comes to a ring itself that is not exaggerated in style, there is no absolute like or dislike. The important thing is the attitude towards this ring and the things behind this behavior.

Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to pick it up, which only means that he didn't want to.

But before he obviously changed it by himself, otherwise Tan Zheng wouldn't have put his ring finger on him rashly.

The progress between them has always been decided by Ren Zhaoyuan, as long as Ren Zhaoyuan doesn't want to, Tan Zheng never pushes forward without authorization.

We are already together, we already have what we want the most, we don’t have so many demands on other Tan Zheng, it doesn’t matter if he is faster, slower, earlier or later, as long as he is by his side, it doesn’t matter.

But not taking this step forward is not the same as going backwards after having already gone.

Besides, this ring was custom-made according to the ring finger of Ren Zhaoyuan's left hand. It would not be suitable for the middle finger, so if you take it off, you just take it off.

Nowhere is this a step back, and to exaggerate it can be said that it is about to return to before liberation.

Tan Zheng squeezed the four fingers of Ren Zhaoyuan's left hand together and did not let go. Looking at the pitiful man, he felt aggrieved: "Aren't you still angry? Just send it to me when you are angry. Don't pick it off..."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't laugh or cry for a while: "I'll take it off and have a look."

"Really?"

"What are you doing lying to you?"

Tan Zheng just let go, but took off his own in the next second: "Then look at mine."

"Our two are different," Ren Zhaoyuan still took Tan Zheng's in his hand as he said so, "It doesn't work even if you look at it, and you won't be allowed to pick it?"

Tan Zheng really didn't want Ren Zhaoyuan to take it off for a second, but it seemed unreasonable not to let him take it off after knowing what Ren Zhaoyuan meant.

For a moment without answering, Ren Zhaoyuan put Tan Zheng's ring on his ring finger as well, and turned around half a circle to align the lines of the two rings. It was indeed the spelling of the two names in capitals.

The lettering is so artistically done and the lines connect to each other that it's hard to see what it is when looking at just one of the rings.

"Whose design is this?"

Tan Zheng let out an "Ah", feeling a little embarrassed, raised his hand and scratched the side of his neck: "I drew a rough draft, and asked a foreign designer to refine it."

As Ren Zhaoyuan is well-known in the domestic jewelry design industry, all designers with some achievements know him, and maybe there will be some intersections. It is too easy to reveal his secrets, so Tan Zheng can only go abroad to find him.

"I'll introduce you if you want to get to know each other."

"No need," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and turned his hands to look carefully at the two rings together, "I just want to know whose idea it is, and how they have such a good understanding with me."

Tan Zheng quickly understood what Ren Zhaoyuan meant, and because he was too surprised to believe his guess, he held Ren Zhaoyuan's hands wearing a pair of rings and pinched them a few times before tentatively asking: "Did you design a ring for us?" ?”

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan pulled out the necklace around his neck and tugged, "Isn't it normal?"

Tan Zheng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he pressed down on him and kissed him deeply.

"Shen..um..."

"When was it designed?"

"Get up..."

"Is it ready? Can you show me, I want to see."

"Well.. you first.."

Ren Zhaoyuan was pressed and pushed but couldn't be pushed away, and it didn't hurt to slap him on the back, and finally pinched his waist and twisted half a circle before Tan Zheng got up.

Not counting it, Tan Zheng directly fished him and turned the up and down.

Ren Zhaoyuan could feel Tan Zheng's excitement. The two of them have been awkward recently. It's rare that Tan Zheng is so relaxed. He originally wanted to be happy, but he was sore because Tan Zheng was too energetic last night. If you can't bear tossing, you can't resist, and you are being manipulated, you can easily get annoyed.

With his arms bound, Ren Zhaoyuan angrily lowered his head and bumped into his shoulder, causing Tan Zheng to rub his forehead while laughing: "Don't hit your bones, does it hurt?"

It did hurt a bit, but when Tan Zheng smiled, the annoyance disappeared again, and Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't get angry anymore, pushing Tan Zheng to let him go: "I'll show you the tablet, the draft is finished, and I haven't started working yet."

Tan Zheng circled him and did not let go: "Don't worry."

"Aren't you in a hurry now?"

"Well," Tan Zheng put his hands on his forehead and pressed gently, "Just tell me what you say."

"The imprint pattern is the same as your idea. The material is platinum." Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand to look at the two rings next to each other. The ripples of the ring are combined and the middle is the full spelling of our two names, and the letters are not as full as yours."

"It sounds better than this one. I'll change to the one you designed when it's finished."

"Simple and simple are good, this one looks pretty."

"It's fine if you like it," Tan Zheng pressed his forehead sideways, "Does it still hurt?"

It was obviously all bones, but in the end only Ren Zhaoyuan's forehead hurt, and Tan Zheng didn't respond at all when his shoulder was hit.

"It doesn't hurt, my back is sore." Ren Zhaoyuan shrunk down a part of his pillow to cover the bulging muscles of his chest, thinking that he was afraid that he would toss again, and said in advance, "It's early in the morning, you calm down."

"Blame me, blame me," Tan Zheng rubbed his chin against the top of his hair, holding his left hand with one hand, rubbing his waist with the other, "it's still early, let's sleep a little longer."

"Don't sleep."

"Then lie down for a while."

"Ah."

Talking about not going to sleep, but Tan Zheng didn't talk to him anymore, he was quiet and comfortable after being massaged, and fell asleep again unconsciously.

One returned to the cage and slept until almost ten o'clock. When he woke up, he was still lying on Tan Zheng's body, and he didn't move at all.

Ren Zhaoyuan slid down to one side, Tan Zheng turned sideways to face him, fished back his receding leg and wrapped it around: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Well, I'm awake," Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't take it back and was too lazy to put in much effort, "Isn't it numb after pressing it for so long?"

"It's not numb, it's comfortable for you to press."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled, moved his left hand to signal Tan Zheng to let go, and pulled out his hand to take off the ring that was obviously loose but hadn't fallen off.

Tan Zheng stretched out his hand consciously, Ren Zhaoyuan looked up and saw the sparkle in Tan Zheng's eyes, couldn't help smiling, and didn't put it on for him immediately.

"It seems too imprudent?"

Tan Zheng's expression froze, and he stretched out his hands eagerly: "Why don't you be serious, just be serious when you wear it for me."

"I'll wear it for you, but I didn't say I wouldn't wear it for you." Seeing that he was anxious and reluctant to make trouble with him, Ren Zhaoyuan held his hand and squeezed it, "We'll get up in a while, and I'll kneel down on one knee to wear it for you, and then I'll ask if you would like to wear it." .”

"Yes, yes, I don't need you to kneel, I won't let you kneel in this life."

Ren Zhaoyuan's brows moved slightly, seeing that he was really impatient, he didn't delay any longer, but he sat up first, and put the ring on the ring finger of Tan Zheng who was sitting up next to him, he didn't let go after putting it in, and handed the ring to his side Some effort.

Tan Zheng leaned forward and heard Ren Zhaoyuan ask with a faint smile, "Will you let me kneel in this life?"

"No."

"Then," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled softly, leaning close to his ear, "Who held me down last night..."!

Tan Zheng straightened up abruptly and covered Ren Zhaoyuan's mouth, covering most of his face with one hand: "You—"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't hide, just let him cover it, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling brightly, and he stretched out his hand to touch someone's hot ears, and his eyes curved even more in a smile.

Tan Zheng was just unprepared, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't parry him when he came suddenly, and when he regained his senses, the instinctive panic disappeared, and he could follow along to lead Ren Zhaoyuan's army.

"I forgot," Tan Zheng changed from sitting to kneeling, and slowly pressed down on Ren Zhaoyuan condescendingly, "Let's try again."

Ren Zhaoyuan pushed Tan Zheng away as soon as he got out of bed and ran. He was almost at the door of the bedroom without his shoes on.

Tan Zheng was pushed so that he leaned on the bed, and called him with a smile: "Slow down!"

"I do not."

Tan Zheng walked out slowly with his slippers at home, found someone at the sink outside, squatted down and held Ren Zhaoyuan's ankle and raised his foot to put the shoes on for him.

Ren Zhaoyuan was washing his face, and the foam on his face hadn't washed off yet. Following Tan Zheng's strength, he lifted one foot to put on a shoe to stand firm, then lifted the other foot to put on the other shoe and stood firm again. After washing his face, he just opened his eyes I saw the person in the mirror who stretched out his arms from his waist to wash his hands looking at him and smiling.

So pleasing to the eye.

Ren Zhaoyuan stared at that face for a long while, and finally managed to find something to say: "It's time for you to shave."

Tan Zheng raised his chin in front of the mirror: "Shave me."

"Okay, I will follow Mr. Tan's orders."

"God," Tan Zheng bowed and leaned on Ren Zhaoyuan's shoulder, "please spare me."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at the mirror and smiled.

The ringing of the call rang before the little green stubble had finished scraping off. Tan Zheng went to get the phone for Ren Zhaoyuan with half of the foam on his face.

"Wen Gu's phone call."

The two exchanged one with a razor and the other with a mobile phone. Ren Zhaoyuan answered the phone next to him, and Tan Zheng shaved in front of the mirror.

Hearing Ren Zhaoyuan say "see the time of uncle and aunt", Tan Zheng pricked up his ears while washing his face.

The ceremony for the meeting has been prepared long ago, just waiting for Ren Zhaoyuan to speak.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't know if he noticed that Tan Zheng's movements were slow, and turned on the speakerphone. Tan Zheng listened while wiping his face. After drying off, he took a bottle of moisturizing water and poured it into the palm of his hand.

There is no way, I have to be delicate when I am with Ren Zhaoyuan, and I feel pressured not to pack myself up and go out.

"Parents said that Tan Zheng's looks are easy to attract love."

Tan Zheng's movements froze, and he defended Ren Zhaoyuan with an innocent face - "I didn't".

Ren Zhaoyuan responded to Wen Gu with a tense smile, and then heard Wen Gu follow up: "He even sent me a tidbit about him this morning."

Now Tan Zheng couldn't hold back: "What news?"

"It's just—" Wen Gu paused for two seconds to react, "Brother Tan? No, it's past ten o'clock, and it's a weekday. Don't you both have to work?"

"Not busy," Tan Zheng answered briefly, then asked again, "What news?"

"Evil capitalists..." Wen Gu muttered to himself, "I've passed it on to you, it's just something that catches people's attention. Only the elderly believe it. I explained it to them."

Tan Zheng tapped into Ren Zhaoyuan's phone and a message popped up: "Thank you."

[Annual salary of one million, support from the conference, no comfort from foreign countries, President An Yu did this for the first secretary]

It was obvious at first glance that it was not nutritious, but Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't get enough of it, so he even read the title word by word.

Tan Zheng hissed lightly, as if to scratch him, Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and said while hiding: "Don't go back, just click in and have a look."

Wen Gu felt that he was being poisoned by the sour smell of love through the phone, so he hurriedly called out: "I'm hanging up, you guys can play."

Ren Zhaoyuan remembered the business, suppressed his smile: "We are not busy recently, just let uncle and aunt set a time."

"Okay, by the way, brother, when did you come back?"

"I have something to do temporarily, so I didn't go."

"You didn't go? My parents thought you were still abroad, so they didn't call you for fear of affecting your work."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan's scalp was numb from Tan Zheng's gaze, he took the phone and turned off the speakerphone and walked out, "I was a little busy a while ago and forgot to tell you, I will call my uncle and aunt later."

Tan Zheng followed Ren Zhaoyuan out, without saying a word, and when Ren Zhaoyuan hung up the phone, he sued him with resentful eyes: "Are you planning to go abroad?"

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at other places and Tan Zheng. Before he could speak, Tan Zheng continued to complain: "You didn't tell Wen Gu where you were going, and you certainly didn't tell anyone, let alone me. Leave me alone. Next, I don’t know where you are, I can’t get through the phone, I can’t find it all over the world, I can’t eat and I can’t sleep every day, I’m afraid you don’t want me, I’m afraid something will happen to you, I’m afraid you will never come back..."

"Didn't I leave?" Ren Zhaoyuan almost raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't go anywhere. I came back with you. The ticket was booked and returned soon."

Tan Zheng felt scared after thinking about it, and buried Ren Zhaoyuan around his neck for a long time without moving.

"Even if you are angry, don't leave... What should I do if you leave? Do you really ignore me..."

Ren Zhaoyuan was angry at the time, and because he was uncomfortable with the injection, he didn't want to touch people, his mouth was bitten, he didn't want to talk, he didn't want to talk to Tan Zheng and he didn't want him to know about his situation, so he thought about going abroad for ten days After half a month, wait for the body to recover and calm down before coming back to solve the problem.

In order not to control the bad temper in the middle and make the relationship worse.

But seeing that Tan Zheng got hurt like that when he was lying on the ground, he didn't give up.

"I didn't leave, I didn't leave, I won't leave even if I quarrel in the future, I will vent my anger on you at home."

After these words, Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to adjust the atmosphere and deliberately quarreled with Tan Zheng, but Tan Zheng opened his mouth and responded: "You can vent your anger as you want, you can't just leave without saying a word."

Ren Zhaoyuan patted him on the back and agreed, "Okay."

"No way, I'm afraid of you..."

Ren Zhaoyuan sighed softly, rubbed the back of his neck, and in the next second he was kissed hard by the back of his neck.

The mint smell that hadn't dissipated was stirred and weakened, and then disappeared, Tan Zheng almost seemed to eat him.

Later, Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't bear the refusal, and his hands were clasped behind his back, and his fingers were clasped, and the two rings were tightly pressed together.

When he finally could breathe smoothly, Ren Zhaoyuan's lips and tongue were numb.

Tan Zheng looked at him firmly and said, "I won't let this ring go away again."

Before Ren Zhaoyuan's panting could calm down, he raised his hand to comfort his face: "I didn't lose it."

Tan Zheng was startled: "What?"

Ren Zhaoyuan led Tan Zheng to the study, took out a box from the drawer and opened it, and the living ring was inside.

Clean, shiny, without any damage.

"I got it back."

The author says:

I'm back - congratulations to President Tan and Teacher Ren for finally getting out of bed (bushi);

Sorry about the recent update;

I failed to take care of some temporary situations, and I overestimated myself a bit;

Yesterday’s chapter will be supplemented tomorrow, and I promise to do what I can;

Thank you for your likes, I will try my best——

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