He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

Originally, Tan Zheng was worried that Ren Zhaoyuan was not used to it, and planned to return the next afternoon, but Tan's father and Tan's mother kept people very badly, and the two stayed at home for two more days before returning to S City.

After coming back, he became busy within a few days. Ren Zhaoyuan was invited to participate in the domestic designer summit, launched the international version on the basis of the Chinese version of AL brand magazine, and held several offline activities at home and abroad.

There were some problems in the process of An Yu’s development of the southern market, and Tan Zheng had to take people to fly there to deal with it. When discussing cooperation with a local company, he took a fancy to a small island whose funds were broken in the middle of the development, because the relationship involved was complicated. It took a lot of energy to go in.

For the next month, the two of them got together less often, but the longest interval between meetings did not exceed four days.

After all, it was a time when both of them were busy, which was unusual. Tan Zheng felt that he was too clingy, but he couldn't help it.He didn't tell Ren Zhaoyuan that it was still hot in the south, but at night he either had a pillow wrapped around his arms or a quilt pressed against his chest.

Fortunately, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't say anything to Tan Zheng that he would go all the way every few days, and when he had free time, he would go to Tan Zheng to stay with him for a day or two.

Whether Tan Zheng went or Ren Zhaoyuan came, the two would discuss it in advance.

Ren Zhaoyuan has such a personality, if there is no emergency, he will send a message to him first.It's not that Tan Zheng didn't have the idea of ​​creating a surprise that suddenly appeared in front of the other party, but he didn't dare to implement it from the beginning to the end-he was afraid that Ren Zhaoyuan had something to do temporarily, and the meeting time he had finally spared would be wasted.

It never occurred to Ren Zhaoyuan to do what he thought he would never do first.

When Tan Zheng returned to the hotel at night, he stepped out of the elevator and saw the person sitting on the single sofa in the rest area.

Because of the higher temperature here, the coat was taken off and hung on the back of the chair. Nan Feng's sleek back was a little distance away from the sofa, and a magazine was placed on his folded laps. The more porcelain-white nape of the lower neck is elongated, showing clear bony bumps.

Probably came right after the event. Every strand of hair has been properly taken care of. The formal suit that I don’t wear often makes my body more proportionate. The two buttons on the top of the shirt are unbuttoned and the sleeves are folded to the palm Elbow, on the wrist is a silver watch that has just been promoted by a certain brand, and the ring on the root of the ring finger reflects the subtle light.

But in an instant, Ren Zhaoyuan looked up.

As soon as his eyes touched Tan Zheng, a slight smile spread from the corners of his eyes and brows.

Ren Zhaoyuan closed the magazine, dropped his crossed legs, put the magazine back on the table and stood up, Tan Zheng had already approached a few steps.

"Why..." Tan Zheng laughed halfway through the sentence, took Ren Zhaoyuan's hand and leaned forward to get the coat behind him, "Go, go back to the room."

This suite has been reserved for a month, and this is not the first time Ren Zhaoyuan has come here, every time he will be in close contact with the inside of the door the second he enters the room.

He was accustomed to being pressed against the door and kissed, skillfully hooking Tan Zheng's narrow back, and it took him a while to have a break to speak.

Ren Zhaoyuan curled up his red lips: "I miss you."

Then came heavier kisses, longer entanglements, buttons, belts, bathrooms, water, deep, whispers.

All thoughts and love are conveyed through intense force.

In the second half of the night, Ren Zhaoyuan leaned on Tan Zheng's chest with his eyes closed, his voice full of the most relaxed laziness.

"Did it end well?"

"It went well. I will go back the day after tomorrow, and I will make another trip."

"Don't you like it?"

"I like it," Tan Zheng wrapped his arms around Ren Zhaoyuan, and his low voice with a smile was particularly magnetic, "I like it to death."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled lightly and said, "I don't have much to do recently."

"I'll be busy for a few more days, and then I'll be free for a while."

"It's almost your birthday."

Tan Zheng didn't pay much attention to the date, and thought for a while before answering: "There are still more than half a month."

"More than half a month soon."

"Well, it will be soon with you."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled silently: "I asked your assistant, there is a bidding at the end of the month to be busy, and you can be free until your birthday."

Tan Zheng understood, and rubbed his hands on his back: "What do you think, Teacher Ren?"

"I promised to go out to play before, but it's a bit difficult to wait until we all have a month, so let's take advantage of it now."

"Okay, where do you want to go?"

"Listen to you."

Tan Zheng looked down at the top of his hair, the newly dyed color was the brown tone that Ren Zhaoyuan was used to, but it was lighter than before, and when he looked at it, his heart would feel a little bit of joy and softness.

"Don't you have somewhere you want to go?"

Ren Zhaoyuan protracted his voice "hmm": "I've been running around recently, and I don't have any ideas, so you can decide, okay?"

"Okay. If you are tired, take a rest at home. I want to do something with you, not necessarily go out."

"I'm not tired, but there are too many places to go and I don't know where I want to go. You choose, I follow, anywhere is fine."

Anywhere is fine.

Tan Zheng embraced Ren Zhaoyuan, and felt that the best place was nothing but this.

After returning to S City, they rested at home for a day, and the two packed their luggage and drove to the train station.

Tan Zheng wants to go to Tibet.

Ren Zhaoyuan suffers from altitude sickness, the direct flight speed is fast but the possibility of discomfort is greater, the altitude rises step by step during the train ride, there is excessive time, and the human body will adapt more easily.

However, this is not the main reason for them to choose the transportation method that took nearly two days.

It was when Tan Zheng mentioned that he wanted to go, Ren Zhaoyuan said that he once wanted to take the green leather train, and he had already boarded the train to Lhasa, but he got off halfway and hurried back.

At that time, he received a message from his uncle saying that his parents were coming back soon.

Ren Zhaoyuan rushed back as quickly as possible, waited for a long time, and waited for a heavy snowfall, and never went there again.

He said that he had resisted all the time, but now that he thinks about it, there is only regret left.

Tan Zheng said, no regrets.

Nothing to regret.

For the rest of my life, there will be dozens of years, and the years will be as long.

They can do countless things that they never had time to do before, or that they suddenly thought of in the future.

The first-class seat is no better than the first-class seat, and the journey time is long, and it is tiring to sit for a long time.But the two people who usually delay a lot of things if their plane is delayed by an hour, chose the lowest cost-effective way in comparison, and spent dozens of hours walking slowly on the road like this, but they enjoyed it all the time.

The scenery on the road is beautiful.

People around are rare.

Ren Zhaoyuan's altitude sickness was very mild this time. After checking into the hotel and lying with Tan Zheng in his arms for a few hours, he basically recovered. However, the two of them were not in a hurry to go out. Ren Zhaoyuan went to a small shop to eat authentic Tibetan breakfast.

His familiarity with the local area is obvious. Ren Zhaoyuan knows that he has been here, but now he suspects that he has been here many times.

"I've only been here once," Tan Zheng handed Ren Zhaoyuan two tissues, "The buns are juicy inside, take a small bite, be careful not to burn them."

"Yeah," Ren Zhaoyuan bit the skin, and smelled the delicious aroma in the meat stuffing that cannot be compared with other places, "I remembered something."

"what?"

"Auntie said, Tan Qing told her that you learned to cook, it seems to be last year."

Ren Zhaoyuan emphasized the sound of the word "xue", with a smile in his eyes, and he didn't need to continue to say what he wanted to express.

Tan Zheng smiled helplessly: "I found that you can't hide any secrets here."

"Ah," Ren Zhaoyuan propped his elbows on the edge of the wooden table, his voice slightly drawn out, "So you still want to hide a secret."

"How can I hide anything from you."

"I don't even know if I can hide it."

"Well," Tan Zheng nodded seriously, leaning forward and lowering his voice, "For example, I really want to take you back to the hotel right now."

Ren Zhaoyuan stuffed the bun into his mouth: "Eat your meal."

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They stayed in Tibet for a week, sometimes going to Barkhor Street in the morning and going to the Potala Palace in the afternoon, sometimes walking or sitting in some unknown place wearing Tibetan clothes, from sunrise to sunset.

Here is the bluest sky, the whitest clouds, a strong cultural atmosphere and devout worshipers.

On the day before they left, they went to Najin Mountain, which is more than 4000 meters above sea level. The mountain wind roared past the cliff mouth, and the countless prayer flags connecting the two ends of the cliff mouth buzzed. Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't describe the shock when he stood under the layers of prayer flags.

Cover the sky.

The strongest, the most sincere, the most dense, and the most pure.

"Is there one of yours on it?"

Tan Zheng also raised his head and said, "If it's still there."

There were many faded prayer flags hanging down on the ground on the mountain. Ren Zhaoyuan tried his best not to step on them, but when he went up a little bit, the colorful prayer flags were almost covered and there was nowhere to stay.

"The last time I came, I found a Tibetan leader. He said that faith is only in the heart, and sincerity is everything."

The faded prayer flags have not faded, and the prayer flags on the ground are not on the ground.

Tan Zheng held the four volumes of prayer flags he had bought in one hand, and led Ren Zhaoyuan to climb to the top of the cliff with the other.

Looking down from above is another shock.

Looking up at the boundless blue, bending over the prayer flags.

They fixed one end firmly on the top of the cliff, and lowered the prayer flag along the steep hillside. The sky, auspicious clouds, flames, rivers, and land are connected with each other and rise with the wind.

The longer the prayer flags are placed, the more difficult it is to control them, but there is no uneven surface for them to trip over.

After reaching another cliff top for a long time, the sun shifted and shadows overlapped.

The prayer flags on the ground were drenched by the sun and rain, and the corroded breath was scattered with the wind day by day, leaving only a trace.

They sat next to each other on a slightly flat place, but in a blink of an eye, they couldn't tell which one of the vast colors was the prayer flag they hung up just now.

"When was the last time you came here?"

"The year you went abroad."

"Did your wish come true?"

Tan Zheng smiled: "So far, it has come true."

Ren Zhaoyuan also smiled and said, "Then this time the wish will come true."

The mountain wind kept going, and the prayer flags vibrated. Tan Zheng took Ren Zhaoyuan by the hand and asked him why he didn't ask him what he wished last time.

"It's not like wanting to be with me anyway."

Indeed not.

Tan Zheng remained silent for a few seconds, as if the scene after many years was right in front of him.

He walked steadily through the ups and downs with a prayer flag of more than one hundred meters, his heart was clear and quiet, and there was only one Ren Zhaoyuan who recited silently step by step.

I wish him a smooth life and no peace in this country.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned slightly to give him another hand, and the rings of the two collided almost imperceptibly.

Tan Zheng's wish from last year is still in his ears.

"Hope I'm well and safe, don't you?"

Dazed for a moment, Tan Zheng said, "Yes."

"What about this time?"

Tan Zheng looked at him quietly, his eyes were deep, and he could only accommodate the person in front of him: "You guess again."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled lightly, and looked at the prayer flags fluttering in the wind.

"I guess, like me."

"What did you promise?"

Enron joins hands and grows together.

"Tan Zheng."

"Ok?"

Ren Zhaoyuan turned back to look at him. Under the blue sky and the wind, he smiled and said, "Let's get married."

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