He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

Ren Zhaoyuan slept for nearly two hours. When he woke up, Tan Zheng hugged his waist and abdomen tightly from behind, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to look back.

He remembered that when he fell asleep, Tan Zheng was leaning on the side to read the news, holding only one hand with him, and somehow it became his arm that was pillowing on Tan Zheng.

I used to feel that it was uncomfortable to sleep with my arms in my arms. It was okay to chat with my arms for a short time, but it would definitely be stiff after a whole night of pillowing.

But Tan Zheng likes it very much.

It's like the weight of a big man is absolutely impossible to be comfortable on the body, but Tan Zheng always likes to put him on himself.

It's not like Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't detect it.

Tan Zheng likes occasionally hitting Tan Zheng a few times while laughing, or scratching uncontrollably at certain times.

He enjoys all the proofs of "possession" brought to him by Ren Zhaoyuan.

Ren Zhaoyuan just let him, and the two of them slept together, either facing each other with their legs pressed down, or their chests against their backs and their arms pillowed, and they gradually got used to it.

Very solid.

It's not good to stay in the room for too long, Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to try to take Tan Zheng's arm away, but Tan Zheng woke up as soon as he moved.

He himself was not sound asleep, not sleepy, and he squinted for a while because he held Ren Zhaoyuan so comfortably.

Tan Zheng pressed the person into his arms again: "Are you awake?"

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan didn't move lightly when he heard him speak, stretched out his hand to push him to wrap his arms around him, "get up."

"1 minutes."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled, patted his forearm lightly, and did not move again.

Talking for 1 minute, I don't know how many 1 minute An An quietly hugged.

Later, Tan Zheng took a deep breath before rubbing Ren Zhaoyuan's arm, and Ren Zhaoyuan first raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, which was itchy from the breathing.

After getting up, he took a few sips of the water beside the bed and handed it to Tan Zheng. Tan Zheng took it and took two sips in his hand, and went out with Ren Zhaoyuan.

It is too easy to get used to it. At first, I would ask Tan Zheng first, but every time the answer is to ask Ren Zhaoyuan to drink first, and when Ren Zhaoyuan does not drink, Tan Zheng rarely drinks. After a few times, the current pattern has formed.

There is no need to think about it at all, it is just such an action.

There was no bathroom in Tan Zheng's room, so Ren Zhaoyuan went to wash his face first after going out, and went to the kitchen without waiting for Tan Zheng who had just entered.

Mother Tan is preparing the ingredients for dinner in the kitchen.

"Auntie."

"Are you up? Are you used to sleeping?"

"Slept well," Ren Zhaoyuan looked at the vegetables and meat on the table and asked, "Do these need to be washed?"

Mother Tan turned her head and took a look, immediately stopped him and said "no".

"It's still early, don't rush to do it, I'll clean it up in a while, don't reach out, how can I let you work."

"It's all the same. I'm just doing some simple things when I'm free. I won't make trouble here when you cook."

Mother Tan smiled: "Take a break if you're not busy, if you're bored, let Tan Zheng take you out for a stroll."

"It's nice to be at home."

Tan Zheng didn't see anyone by the sink when he came out, so he looked around and went to the kitchen. Tan's father called him from the living room and asked him to go over and change the light bulb.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned his head when he heard Tan Zheng's name. Seeing that Tan Zheng wanted to come over, he raised his jaw slightly to signal him to go to the living room.

"Do you wash all these potatoes?"

The potatoes were all freshly dug in the shed with dirt on them. Seeing that he insisted, Tan's mother gave up her seat: "Then help me choose the celery, and wash it."

"it is good."

Ren Zhaoyuan's choice of dishes is not very fast, but his hands are neat, it looks like he has never done any work.

"Zhaoyuan, do you usually cook?"

Ren Zhaoyuan said frankly: "I rarely do it."

"Normal, you are all busy with work. I heard from Tan Qing that Tan Zheng has learned to cook. Are you still doing it now?"

"I will do it when I have time, and I can only help."

Tan's mother didn't feel uncomfortable about Tan Zheng's cooking. She liked cooking very much, but found it troublesome to clean up after cooking.It's a good thing to be willing to cook by yourself, Ren Zhaoyuan doesn't want to rely on Tan Zheng to serve him.

Seeing that Ren Zhaoyuan's words and deeds did not seem inconsiderate, Mother Tan felt a little relieved.

"Does he cook well?"

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled: "It's delicious."

"I really underestimated him. Your uncle's cooking is very unpalatable. He puts all the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the same way. It tastes weird. I thought he was the same."

"Maybe he's like you in that respect."

Tan's mother couldn't help laughing: "It's fine if you think it's delicious, but I'm worried that you always eat food made by professional chefs, and you won't be used to it when you come here."

"I'm used to eating. It's comfortable to eat at home, and your cooking is really delicious."

Mother Tan's smile deepened when she heard this: "Are your parents cooking at home or are they hired?"

"The nature of my parents' work is quite special, and they generally cannot contact outsiders. We have never lived together."

Tan's mother was stunned for a moment: "We haven't been together all this time? Who took care of you when you were young?"

"I lived with my grandma when I was young, and then my grandma passed away and moved to my uncle's house."

"Have you never seen your parents?"

"I've seen it twice, when I was in college and this year."

Mother Tan frowned unconsciously, moved her lips to say something but resisted asking, and finally said: "It's hard for you."

When Tan Zheng came over, he vaguely heard Ren Zhaoyuan's words and knew what the two were talking about, so he walked in quickly and asked, "Is there any food to be taken care of?"

"I don't need you guys, just take Zhaoyuan to play for a while, watch TV and chat."

"Brother!" Tan Xuqing yelled while holding the book and pawing at the door of the study. Seeing that the two elder brothers turned around and grinned at the same time, "Who can kindly teach me a few grammar problems?"

Upon hearing this, Tan's mother immediately said: "You can help her look, Tan Zheng, there are not many dried fruits on the table, remember to take them again."

"I'll wash some grapes," Tan Zheng said and looked at Ren Zhaoyuan: "Teacher Ren teach her?"

It was indescribably strange to be called so in front of Tan's mother, Ren Zhaoyuan agreed and washed his hands, and bumped Tan Zheng on the arm when he passed by.

Tan Zheng looked at his back and laughed silently, and waited until he and Tan Xuqing entered the study before turning around to get the grapes.

Before he came back, he made a special phone call with his family, and he reminded him not to ask him about his parents except that he had a bad stomach, did not drink alcohol, did not eat spicy food, and did not like lamb.

At noon, Tan's mother asked about Ren Zhaoyuan's parents' occupations. After Tan Zheng changed the topic, Tan's mother didn't talk about it again. Tan Zheng thought that she had forgotten for a while and just asked, but she didn't expect to talk about it again.

"Mom, don't talk about your parents with him in the future."

"I know," Tan's mother glanced in the direction of the study, the two places are far apart, but she still lowered her voice on purpose, "Your father said that he has a bad relationship with his parents and a close relationship with his uncle's family, I thought it was because There was a conflict over something, I didn't expect to ignore him since I was a child."

When Tan's mother heard what Tan's father said, maybe it was Ren Zhaoyuan's family who opposed homosexuality. There was a family in the community who had not been in contact with the same sex for several years because their child had received a marriage certificate, and the relationship only eased recently.

The society has indeed been becoming more open, and homosexuality is not surprising, but some people have developed stereotypes in their lives. It is one thing to look at other people's homes and another thing to happen to their own homes. It is not so easy to change. , nor can it be said that their non-openness and non-recognition are wrong.

Because of guessing like this, Mother Tan wanted to ask around.After all, Tan Zheng was going to marry Ren Zhaoyuan without accident, and she was afraid that Ren Zhaoyuan's family would be too opposed to accept Tan Zheng.

Did not expect this.

"What I told my dad was that his parents treated him badly. He grew up in his uncle's house."

Tan's mother also understood what was wrong: "Your father is careless, listen to half of what he says and throw away half of it. Next time you tell me about this kind of thing."

"Well," Tan Zheng felt the change in her tone when she mentioned Ren Zhaoyuan, and added more firewood while it was hot, "His parents met him twice in total. He didn't intend to ask him, the second time he was interrupted at work and asked him to solve it."

"I was there when we met this year. At that time, Zhaoyuan was wronged and scolded. His parents didn't ask a single word about the divorce. After he left, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep for a long time."

"After all, it's his parents. I don't want to say much. I think at least he won't be poked into something sad when he comes to the house."

Tan's mother knew about Ren Zhaoyuan's murder on the Internet, but it wasn't that she cared about it, it was mainly because Tan Xuqing cried out of anger at home.

She was angry after hearing Tan Xuqing's words, and she was relieved when the matter was resolved. Ren Zhaoyuan's parents didn't even ask.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it, I will tell your father again. How does his uncle's family treat him?"

"My uncle's family has treated him very well. They have been providing for his school expenses, and the relationship is also very good now. But after all, it is not his own family. He applied to live on campus not long after he went to his uncle's house. He has lived on campus from elementary school to university."

"Oops..." Mother Tan sighed and didn't know what to say for a while, but when she saw Tan Zheng standing still holding the raisins, she said, "Hurry up and wash it, and take it to Zhaoyuan after washing it."

The corners of Tan Zheng's lips raised slightly: "Okay."

"Add two spoonfuls of flour to the basin and wash it clean."

Tan Zheng did what Tan's mother said, with very light force.

"Mom, if you and Dad have any opinions on Zhaoyuan, you can tell me. I like him or you don't have to like him. If you can't accept it, I will not bring him back. It's just that he has been unable to ask for it in terms of family and parents. It's a sore spot. If you can’t fully accept him, I’ll cut it off from now on, and don’t let him have hope and find out that you don’t like him any more.”

"What did you say, if your dad and I can't accept it, why would you urge you to bring him back?"

Tan's mother was indeed not completely satisfied with Ren Zhaoyuan, but she had opinions or didn't like it.

"You are excellent in everything. When you were single, no one you knew didn't want to match you. Now you have found a divorced person and you take care of everything. Can't being a mother feel a little uncomfortable?" Tan's mother was just a little uncomfortable, because Ren Zhaoyuan's life experience has softened her heart, and these little things that were uncomfortable before have also weakened, "Zhaoyuan is a good boy, we like it, don't talk nonsense and let him think about it. "

Tan Zheng cut off the rinsed grapes one by one with scissors and said: "You can ask Tan Qing and you will know that I am not as good as Zhaoyuan in terms of excellence, and there are many people who pursue him who are better than me. yes."

"Maybe it looks like I take care of him in a lot of small things. In fact, when you think about it, you know that he must be very independent in life when he grew up. It's not that he needs my care, but because I want to do these things for him. Do this and that."

"As for being divorced, Mom, to tell you the truth, I've liked him for many years."

"When I was in high school, I was blocked by a few people with knives outside the school. It was Zhaoyuan who rescued me. At that time, my grades were very poor, and I didn't plan to take the college entrance examination."

Tan Zheng didn't intend to use what happened back then to make his parents feel guilty, and he didn't want to tell anyone about the alley on that snowy night, so he put it in a simple way.

"I can live a good life because of him, I studied hard to get into S University because of him, and I have my current career after chasing him. If he hadn't divorced, I would have been single for the rest of my life."

"It's not that I found a divorced person, but the only person I wanted was divorced."

It is no exaggeration, Tan Zheng said more today than they usually communicate in a year.

Especially when it comes to intimate relationships.

Except that Tan Zheng would stick to her all day long and talk like a gossip when he was a child, Mother Tan has never heard Tan Zheng speak his mind in these years.Even if she really doesn't like Ren Zhaoyuan right now, she can compromise for Tan Zheng, let alone she doesn't.

Aside from Tan Zheng taking care of everything and being divorced, Ren Zhaoyuan is impeccable.

Good career, good looks, good temper, warm voice and smile, courteous, considerate, even if Tan Zheng is willing to change Tan's mother, he can't say that he can find a better one in all aspects.

And what Tan Zheng said really shocked her.

I have liked Ren Zhaoyuan for many years, I almost had an accident once, and I also planned not to take the college entrance examination.

Subconsciously, she wanted to ask Tan Zheng why he didn't tell herself, but she couldn't get it out of her mouth.

She is very clear about what she owes to Tan Zheng.

"Tan Zheng, my parents didn't care enough about you before." Tan's mother wiped her dewy hands on the apron, "They said that the palms of the hands and the back of the hands are like meat, and my parents didn't do it well..."

"I forgot about the past, you and Dad don't have to worry about it," Tan Zheng picked up the washed and cut grapes and handed them to her first, "Mom, thank you for liking Zhaoyuan, I am very happy."

The plate of plump and juicy grapes was brought to the study and then to the living room. Tan Xuqing finished his afternoon study and was lying on the sofa playing with the tablet.

"The jewelry designer of country X has launched a new design!"

Tan's father was watching TV on the sidelines, and turned to look at her when he heard Tan Xuqing's words. Tan Xuqing didn't notice it, and excitedly showed it to Ren Zhaoyuan: "The domestic jewelry official blog has just been released, and there will be an exhibition in the second half of the year."

"Come to our place?"

Tan Xuqing turned to answer Father Tan: "No, in Country X."

Father Tan snorted: "That's none of our business, what good things can the people of country X design?"

"Dad, what you say is wrong, it's prejudice!" Tan Xuqing searched out the designer's introduction and showed him, "He is the most famous jewelry designer in country X, and you can't deny others' excellence just because you hate country X."

Father Tan choked when he looked at the almost full page of titles and awards, and said, "There is no one better than him?"

"Yes," Tan Xuqing looked at Ren Zhaoyuan, "Isn't he just sitting here?"

Tan's father almost forgot that Tan Xuqing once said that Ren Zhaoyuan won an award in the international competition. Doesn't the international competition mean that every country has it, and he is better than people from other countries?

"Good job!" Father Tan laughed and patted Ren Zhaoyuan on the shoulder, "It really makes our family look good!"

In fact, Ren Zhaoyuan does not agree with the statement that whoever is better than whomever, and the rankings obtained in many competitions can only mean that the winner's work is more in line with the standards of that competition and the aesthetics of most of the judges.

But he was startled by Father Tan's words and forgot to refute.

In the evening, when Tan Zheng went back to his room and asked him how he was feeling, Ren Zhaoyuan smiled, and instead of answering, asked, "What are you talking about with Auntie this afternoon?"

"I can't hide anything from you."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and said nothing, it was too obvious.

Just talking about the vegetables, Tan's mother was still a bit subtle during lunch, and started urging Tan Zheng to pick vegetables and peel shrimps for him during dinner.

Not to mention that Tan's mother shed tears when she saw the scar on Ren Zhaoyuan's hand after dinner, and the family jade pendant that symbolized peace was placed by the bedside.

Whenever Ren Zhaoyuan asked, Tan Zheng would say nothing.

There was no sound for a long time after speaking, Tan Zheng stood up and looked at him, but just as he was about to ask, he was pressed down on the back of his neck and kissed him.

There are natural reasons, and there are also reasons why design requires continuous observation. Ren Zhaoyuan is very sensitive to the external environment and people's emotions.

He noticed Tan's mother's emotions earlier and more clearly than Tan Zheng, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. It's human nature that Tan's mother can't get used to it.

What's more, he didn't think about how close he would be when they first met. The relationship between people comes from getting along, and the attitude of Tan's father and Tan's mother when they met was good enough.

But Tan Zheng was always afraid that he would be wronged in the slightest.

I am afraid that he will be disappointed with hope, and I am afraid that he will not have hope at all.

For so many years, he was unwilling to say a word with his family, gritted his teeth and refused to ask or complain, but now he beat around the bush and begged for him.

It's superfluous to say anything, only the deepest and longest kiss can convey Ren Zhaoyuan's emotions.

"Tan Zheng..."

"Ah."

Tan Zheng's voice was low and hoarse, pressing down on him, the desire in his eyes was blunt and passionate, and a fire was built up.

Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to give him everything right now.

"Be quiet, don't make a sound."

Ren Zhaoyuan doesn't like to make a sound in these matters, but Tan Zheng often uses letting him make a sound as a source of satisfaction.

He couldn't make a sound, not because of himself, but because of Tan Zheng.

But Tan Zheng agreed to the bed but didn't cooperate, and made a "squeak" sound when he moved heavily.

I don't know when it broke, Tan Zheng never noticed it in his sleep before.Whether it is repaired or replaced, it is tomorrow's business, and it is difficult to put out a fire that is far away.

Tan Zheng bit his ear and discussed: "How about going to the ground?"

This was at Tan Zheng's parents' house, not far away were Tan Zheng's parents and sister, Ren Zhaoyuan felt more shame than usual, and pushed against Tan Zheng's chest.

Tan Zheng had no choice but to compromise.

He lay on his side behind Ren Zhaoyuan and restrained him. He could not be fast or heavy, but could only slowly press against and grind slowly, from the deepest to the deeper.

Later, Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Go..um..on the ground.."

He felt Tan Zheng's excitement almost as soon as he spoke.

Tan Zheng's finger went into his mouth, Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to hide for fear of hurting him, but he immediately bit down - he couldn't care less.

The nails dug deep into the skin of Tan Zheng's legs, and Ren Zhaoyuan forced himself to speak vaguely.

"Don't.. on the wall.."

Tan Zheng hugged him and hugged him again: "Fuck me."

Ren Zhaoyuan had never been so nervous, his body couldn't stand the stimulation because of the tension, and the stimulation would be amplified when he couldn't stand the stimulation, and his reason was trying to pull the thread that was constantly being washed away, almost breaking him down.

Dazed and confused, I don't know what night.

Later, he lay limp in Tan Zheng's arms, quietly, hearing Tan Zheng's breathing and heartbeat, and hearing Tan Zheng whisper what he had said before.

"I want to give you a home."

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