He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

Forget it.

Ren Zhaoyuan thought, forget it.

The hand on the back was hidden in the coat pocket when he turned around. Ren Zhaoyuan didn't wait for Tan Zheng's response, nor did he look at Tan Zheng's expression. He lowered his head and walked away step by step.

He skipped over Zhao Yuanqing, and when he heard Zhao Yuanqing's footsteps following him, he turned sideways in a particularly resistant manner, and took another step away from Zhao Yuanqing's grasping hand: "Don't touch me."

Zhao Yuanqing looked at Ren Zhaoyuan's disgusted expression, and suddenly remembered what Xie Rong said on his back with blood oozing from his mouth.

——"Blame Ren Zhaoyuan for not forgiving, blame Tan Zheng for taking the opportunity to enter, blame me for careful calculation, hahaha...Zhao Yuanqing, you have smeared all the good things you have with him time and time again, who is to blame? Blame you ah!"

"I don't know what Xie Rong sent you..." Zhao Yuanqing put down his hands, and rarely apologized seriously, "I'm sorry, Zhaoyuan."

"No need." Ren Zhaoyuan was not interested in his apology, and went straight to the point, "When you were with Yu Nan, did he know that you were married?"

Zhao Yuanqing opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

"You lied to him that you were single."

"No," Zhao Yuanqing immediately denied, "It was Xie Rong who used my name to chat with him all the time, I never said that."

"Not corrected either."

"I.."

After getting the answer, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't intend to say more, when he was about to turn around, he saw Zhao Yuanqing approaching from the corner of his eye, frowned and took two steps back: "I said don't touch me."

"Okay, okay, I won't move," Zhao Yuanqing raised his hand, "Listen to me, okay? I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just want to make things clear. I don't know that Xie Rong has other feelings for me. Recently he wanted to I calculated that AL was stopped by me, and he deliberately set me up before, I have had a few times with Yu Nan, but I have never been emotional, those chat records are all sent by Xie Rong, I don’t know..."

"so?"

——"Do you think it's all because of me? It's because of me that I pick you to send people to your bed when you quarrel, to cover up all your traces, and to help you make everything perfect, isn't it? If You can do no wrong without me."

——"Ha...but Zhao Yuanqing..."

——"I also set up this kind of situation for Ren Zhaoyuan."

The undisguised disgust and coldness in Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes was more than ten times stronger than before. Zhao Yuanqing seemed to be thrown from a bucket of ice, and Xie Rong's almost crazy words rang out one after another uncontrollably in his mind.

——"You just go to him, just pester him, it's better to turn those ten years into a rag in the toilet, which makes people feel dirty even at a glance, how interesting, isn't it?"

——"Don't stop, just keep making trouble like this, hehe...I'll wait and see."

"I know it's impossible for you to accept me," Zhao Yuanqing said reluctantly, "I don't want to pester you, I just want to apologize to you, make up for you, and do something for you... Even if we can't get back together, after so many years ,also.."

"You just need to do one thing."

"Varied.."

"Now, forever, disappear from my sight."

-

Even when it was dark, it was gloomy. The phone was vibrating nearby, and Tan Zheng's name lit up on the screen for a while, and finally disappeared.

Ren Zhaoyuan sat on the single sofa on the balcony on the second floor, with all the windows pushed to the end, the cold air outside gradually covering the warmth of the room, especially on the balcony next to the window.

The ceiling light on the balcony was not turned on, Ren Zhaoyuan looked at the phone with the screen off for a while, and then unconsciously turned his gaze back to his right hand that was still burning.

The gauze on his hand was blindingly white.

He hit Tan Zheng with the habitual reaction left over from Zhao Yuanqing.

Tan Zheng still held his hand and asked if it hurt.

Whose feelings are not feelings.

Tan Zheng told him that he didn't mind being hung up, so he really gave him some hope but hesitated and couldn't make a decision. Tan Zheng said it could be as long as he wanted, so he really didn't panic and wanted to let nature take its course.

Why did he treat Tan Zheng like this?

Just because the other party likes it more?

No sincerity deserves to be practiced.

never mind.It should be forgotten.

The rest of the wine at the bottom of the glass reflected a little light from the room, so Ren Zhaoyuan picked it up and drank it clean.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't move when the wind blew in from outside. Later, with snow falling on his fingertips, Ren Zhaoyuan curled up his hands, got up and walked to the other side of the balcony to slowly pull the stacked glass back to the other side.

The sound of the wind was blocked outside, and snow fell on the glass.

The curtains were also closed, and Ren Zhaoyuan sat back on the sofa and lost his mind.

Mingming and Tan Zheng haven't been together for a long time in the real sense, but the scene that is related to him can come to mind at random.

The smell of tobacco permeated the room, and the gauze was as white as snow.

Ren Zhaoyuan finally couldn't bear it when his eyes fell on the wrapped gauze for countless times, biting on the cigarette and tearing it off.

He hates snow.

Tan Zheng likes snow.

Especially on a snowy night like this.

Messages sent went unanswered, and calls remained unanswered.

Tan Zheng couldn't sleep, he opened and closed his eyes because of Ren Zhaoyuan's voice.

--"forget it."

He told Ren Zhaoyuan before that Ren Zhaoyuan can refuse, but he will not give up, unless Ren Zhaoyuan confirms the relationship with others, he will take the initiative to disappear from Ren Zhaoyuan's life.

But ask yourself, if Ren Zhaoyuan really refuses outright, doesn't want to see him or even starts to feel disgusted, he can't do it regardless of pursuing obsession.

When the snow fell, Tan Zheng left a note on Tan Xuqing's door and went out. When Ren Zhaoyuan went downstairs, the ground had already been paved with a thin layer of road surface color that could be vaguely seen.

The curtains on the upper floor completely blocked the inside and outside, and only a little light could be seen.

Tan Zheng turned off the engine and got out of the car, leaned against the front of the car and lit a cigarette.

A brand that Ren Zhaoyuan often smokes.

He didn't even know what he was doing here.

Let's talk clearly during the day, no.It's not true to grind Ren Zhaoyuan's soft heart.

These will be done, but I am reluctant to do it now.

If Ren Zhaoyuan made it clear that he should not disturb his life, Tan Zheng would not be able to come again.

Tan Zheng is more afraid of being bored by Ren Zhaoyuan than not loving him.

After all, he has been used to the former for so many years.

Unknowingly, a layer of snow fell on the top of the hair and the shoulders. The ground was completely white, and it was still falling in the air.

After the smoke between his fingers burned out, Tan Zheng squatted down and drew a circle on the snow with the cigarette butt.

After more than ten years, on similar snowy nights, Tan Zheng stayed downstairs at Ren Zhaoyuan, and at a certain moment, he seemed to return to a dilapidated alley.

Endless bullying and provoking, increasing number of tricks.

Parents have a younger sister who is more nervous to take care of, and the teacher's reprimand will only make the next fault come faster and harder.

He can't remember what became the fuse in the end. He had had enough. He paid attention when he found out that the leading boy was showing off his newly bought pocket knife, stole it and put it in the bottom of his schoolbag while no one was looking. I put it in my pocket when I met the familiar provocative gaze.

He resisted symbolically, and half pushed and half let those people push him into the alley.

This is a dead end, narrowing as you go inward, the street lamp at the end is broken, and when chaos arises, no one can clearly see who moved first and who took out the knife.

It doesn't matter if you die, but you can't implicate your parents and be scolded for raising a murderer.

He only killed the two who bullied the most from beginning to end, and how the others got hurt depends on luck.

When the saliva and fists and feet fell, he only felt happy.

Everything can end.

make them pay.

When a knife is stabbed in the heart or cuts the throat, you must stick it to your ear and ask them if they dare in the next life.

three two--

"Huang Shiping is here."

In middle school, the name of the dean may be used better than the police.

In particular, the new dean, who took office as the third fire, has a hot temper, and dares to scold anyone in the school, even the principal.

The group of people who were tightly surrounded suddenly dispersed, and a distant light came through the gap.

Tan Zheng gritted his teeth and hid the knife behind his back, staring at the person under the lamp in the darkest place.

Ren Zhaoyuan was much taller than them, holding a mobile phone in his hand that they could only hide secretly even if they had one, and took out a small but bright enough flashlight from his pocket with the other hand, yelling "Never mind your own business" A group of people swept over.

"That's right, it's all in the mirror."

He was alone, those people calmed down after a brief panic, and the leader ordered the others to smash his phone.

"It is best to advise you not to do anything. I have already sent it to a friend and saved it. It is useless for you to snatch it and delete it. It will make the consequences worse."

Ren Zhaoyuan was standing not too far away, with a bag hanging on one shoulder, smiling lightly, as if chatting: "This is my brother, I just recognized him. Did you all skip class today? If not You should have seen me at the podium, Director Huang lived downstairs in my house before he was transferred, this video—"

"I don't like to bother the teacher. Of course, whether it will appear on Teacher Huang's phone in the end depends entirely on you."

It was only then that Tan Zheng remembered that he had seen this person before.

He was too lazy to listen to the persuasive speech on the experience of the college entrance examination and did not look up, but in the afternoon, after eating, he wandered around as usual, and saw a puppy crawling through the fence and being scraped by the wire, screaming and ran away.When prying the wire with a jackknife, the blade handle was scratched. This person went to help and gave him a Band-Aid.

"never mind."

He ruined what Tan Zheng had planned, but Tan Zheng stared blankly at the man squatting in front of him, forgetting everything.

"Don't thank me?"

Tan Zheng said dryly, "Thank you."

"One sentence is not enough."

"what?"

Ren Zhaoyuan reached out his hand to Tan Zheng very naturally: "That folding knife in the afternoon is very beautiful, can you give it to me as a gift?"

One hand behind Tan Zheng was holding the knife tightly, his black and white eyes were staring at the person in front of him in the darkness, motionless.

Until Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, and said with a smile, "Don't be stingy."

Tan Zheng just froze and took out the knife hidden behind his back little by little.

The blade was not even folded, just now he thought that if Ren Zhaoyuan left, he could still continue.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, he stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you."

A large piece of snow fell from the top of the wall, and Tan Zheng, who was nervous, was taken aback. His hand holding the jackknife shook, and the sharp blade cut Ren Zhaoyuan's palm in an instant.

The knife fell on the ground and didn't care to pick it up. Tan Zheng only heard Ren Zhaoyuan's gasping voice, and for a moment couldn't tell how much he had hurt him, so he hurriedly dragged him to a brightly lit place.

"Bleeding, let's go to the infirmary..to the hospital.."

"The skin is broken." Ren Zhaoyuan took out a tissue and held it in his hand to stop the bleeding, and wiped Tan Zheng's face with his clean hands with a smile, "Why are you crying?"

Tan Zheng lowered his head to look at his wound, tears fell on Ren Zhaoyuan's hands.

Ren Zhaoyuan's warm palm covered the back of Tan Zheng's exposed neck, and rubbed it more lightly than before: "Don't be afraid."

The snow is getting heavier.

Tan Zheng sat on the snow in front of the car, looked up at the snowy sky, at the bright street lights, and at the window with the curtains drawn by Ren Zhaoyuan.

After looking at it for a long time, I couldn't move my eyes away, and my neck was sore and numb.

After another long time, Tan Zheng rubbed his neck and fell back, just lying down in the snow.

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