He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

Yacht cabin area is limited, most of them are several narrow rooms.After buying it, Jin Shiyan specially asked someone to change the current space distribution, which is small but spacious enough.

But Tan Zheng felt that the room was so narrow that there was no place to stay while he was in it at this moment.

Except for the bathroom and toilet, there is no shelter in the room, a large bed is placed in the center, and some sofas have been removed before, so there is no other place to sit.

"Can I take a shower here?"

Tan Zheng immediately said "Yes", opened the closet and gave Ren Zhaoyuan the change of clothes prepared in advance.

When the water from the shower fell, and the intermittent sound of water filled every inch of the room, Tan Zheng realized that the cramped feeling just now was nothing at all.

Obviously, they have been alone for a long time, but when they change places, it seems that everything is different.

Ren Zhaoyuan would always change into his home clothes first when he came home. Tan Zheng had been wearing the clothes for a day, so he didn't sit by the bed, but stood leaning against the cabinet.

There are a lot of unread messages in the mobile phone that can be read, and the unread files in the mailbox can’t be counted with one hand, but I can’t read anything.

Except for the vague sound of water in the bathroom, nothing could enter my mind.

Just going crazy.

Tan Zheng put the mobile phone on the cabinet casually, and his eyes fell back to the most conspicuous bed in the room. When he moved away, his pupils shrank slightly - he saw a black box on the bedside table with the inconspicuous "very "Run".

It's about the same color as the bedside table, so I almost didn't notice it.

The sound of water in the bathroom rang out again after a brief pause, and Tan Zheng strode over and stuffed the heavy box of things into the bottom drawer.

Saying I never thought about it is a lie.

But if you want to say how impatient and hard to hold back, it doesn't seem to be the case.

The current situation is unimaginable before.

What's more, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want to, Tan Zheng could feel it.

If you don't want to, then don't do it, it's nothing.

Ren Zhaoyuan said that those property details and transfer contracts can't prove anything, and only time can make him feel at ease, and Tan Zheng has no shortage of time.

For Ren Zhaoyuan, Tan Zheng can tell the past ten years, and also give all the time in the future.

The bathroom door was opened with a light sound, and a little warm and humid air diffused, and the mood that had been calm for a while was easily disturbed again.

Breathing is anxious to show its own sense of existence, as if afraid of being forgotten.

Ren Zhaoyuan's hair was wet, and was only wiped casually by the bath towel to the point where it didn't drip.

"There should be a hair dryer inside," Tan Zheng went up to meet him, "I'll look for it."

It was hanging on the wall, and Ren Zhaoyuan saw it, but it was not early, and he wanted Tan Zheng to take a shower and rest.

"fine."

"Blow dry before going to sleep, or you will get a headache easily."

Ren Zhaoyuan followed Tan Zheng back to the bathroom: "I'll use it outside, you should take a shower first. There is water on the floor, be careful of slippery."

Tan Zheng paused, took off the hair dryer and handed it to him, his voice became softer: "Okay."

There was an outlet by the bedside. After blowing his hair, Ren Zhaoyuan sat on the bed and looked at a few pictures. When Tan Zheng came out, he put down his phone and said, "Here."

The hair dryer was placed where the black box was before. Tan Zheng's eyelids twitched, and his eyes swept over the position of the bottom drawer.

Fortunately.

"I'll help you?"

Tan Zheng was stunned for half a second before agreeing, Ren Zhaoyuan picked up the hair dryer and moved to the side: "Sit."

He hasn't blow-dried anyone's hair for a long time, but fortunately, it's night, so it doesn't matter if it gets messy.

Tan Zheng's hair is short, and he found out that he has a lot of hair when he started to use it. If it is thick, it will appear heavier in color, and the hair quality will be harder, which does not look like a human being.

Not like, also like.

That's how it should be in front of other people.

It's just that he is always very soft in front of him, so soft that Ren Zhaoyuan often forgets his usual appearance.

When the hand intertwined in the hair moved to the side, it touched the unusually hot ear. Ren Zhaoyuan pushed the hair covering the tip of the ear away with his fingers, and saw that the pinna of the ear was red again.

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled lightly, without teasing him, and turned off the button after making sure his hair was dry: "Okay."

That chuckle mixed with the sound of the blower was not very clear, Tan Zheng took the hair dryer from Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, and seeing his appearance, he knew that he had heard it right, and held Ren Zhaoyuan's face in one hand and kissed him hard on the lips Down.

"Laugh at me again."

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed outright this time: "It's okay, it's fine if you don't become popular when talking about work with others, otherwise you'll be too imposing."

"It's never been popular before."

"Ok, go to sleep, where do you sleep?"

"Over there."

Tan Zheng put the hair dryer back in the bathroom, went to the other side and lifted the quilt to lie down. The two of them occupied one-third of the bed on each side, and Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand to turn off the light.

The yacht has broken down, and I can still feel the shaking when I lie on the bed, but the weather is good enough to not shake much.

The ventilation windows let in a bit of light from the deck, a hazy orange.

Ren Zhaoyuan lay on his back, letting himself introspect amidst the light breathing beside him.

He often does this, after completing a design, ending an activity, solving a problem, making a decision, or when something confusing happens, he will review what he said and did when he has time and energy. Let yourself try to get out of the emotions at the time, and analyze the omissions or reasons.

It was already yesterday.

Yesterday's birthday was full, and it seemed as long as many days.

Tan Zheng's intentions are either delicate and reserved or direct and enthusiastic, all of which are moisture and sunshine, prompting the seedlings in his heart to grow and thrive time and time again.

He thought that he had accepted well, that the past had passed long ago, and that he had adjusted to the best state in his relationship.

But actually, no.

He is still afraid.

So even though everything is going well, and I think I don't conflict, I still instinctively want to take a step back.

Therefore, he is unwilling to develop too fast in his heart, and instinctively wants to prolong the stay at each stage, so as to ensure that it is stable enough before he dares to lean forward and take the next step.

And Tan Zheng noticed it earlier than himself, and fully accepted it.

Even more appropriate.

The movement of the body caused the cloth to make a slight rubbing sound. In the dim light, Ren Zhaoyuan saw Tan Zheng moving his body as gently as possible, leaning on the bed with one arm, and slowly lifted the quilt with the other hand, as if he wanted to get out of bed .

Afraid of frightening him, Ren Zhaoyuan turned around first, and only when he saw him stop did he say, "Can't you sleep?"

Tan Zheng let go of the quilt and turned to look at him: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled: "It's not like you didn't sleep either."

"I..." Tan Zheng cleared his throat lightly, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"Ah."

When Tan Zheng heard the promise, he wanted to turn around again, and then he froze.

Ren Zhaoyuan asked him, "Do you want my help?"

Tan Zheng struggled for more than ten seconds between whether to insist on going to the bathroom and then come back to pretend nothing happened, and finally fell back on the bed in despair, turned over and lay beside Ren Zhaoyuan, hugging the person and not moving.

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and touched his ears.

hot.

Tan Zheng hugged his body and one arm with great strength, Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't move, and the upper half of the other arm pressed Tan Zheng's buried head, which was unwilling to lift.

Ren Zhaoyuan was made to laugh by his appearance, and worried that he would be even more embarrassed, so he endured it for a while and saw that he still didn't move before raising his hand to pat him.

"I can't move like this, how can I help?"

Tan Zheng hugged Ren Zhaoyuan even tighter, his voice was low and muffled: "Please forgive me..."

Unable to hold back this time, Ren Zhaoyuan laughed until his chest heaved slightly, and the thoughts he had not long ago disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Then you go to the bathroom?"

Tan Zheng's protest was fruitless, and he turned his head and bit his arm through his pajamas.

The bite was not severe, so Ren Zhaoyuan let him bite, and only turned his head to tease: "You bite people every time, are you a puppy?"

Tan Zheng didn't speak.

"The little tiger turned into a puppy?"

Tan Zheng snorted.

"Are you sure you don't need it?"

Tan Zheng intensified his bite force as if in a demonstration, grinding his teeth on the inside of his arm.

"Okay, it's normal not to laugh at you," Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand to pat him again, "Put the quilt on? Or you'll catch a cold."

"Ah."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and pulled out the arm that was encircled by him, pulled out the quilt that Tan Zheng was pressing under him, tidied it up and covered the two of them, and patted: "Can you sleep?"

Tan Zheng was still lying on his stomach, with his face turned to Ren Zhaoyuan, one arm was stretched out to hug him, and he said, "Fall asleep."

"Okay, go to sleep, good night."

"Good night."

Before going to sleep, Ren Zhaoyuan was still thinking that this posture seemed to be coaxing a child, but when he woke up, he changed it for some reason, so that he was in a lower position, resting on Tan Zheng's arm.

Tan Zheng turned his body sideways, his broad and strong chest blocked the light tightly.

"woke up?"

Ren Zhaoyuan responded, changed from facing Tan Zheng to lying down, raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and smiled: "Have you read the comics?"

This question was asked without thinking, Tan Zheng said: "I haven't read it."

"Just know..."

"what happened?"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't seem to be fully awake yet, he spoke slowly, and his voice was not as clear as usual, but vaguely soft.

"When I was a child, I read a cartoon. The protagonist picked up an injured puppy and wanted to keep it as a pet. But when he woke up, he found that the "puppy" regained his mana and revealed his real body. It was a wolf half the size of a room. "

"What comic?" Tan Zheng pressed his upper body over him, "Is the author Ren Zhaoyuan?"

"I didn't lie to you, I really saw it..."

Tan Zheng held Ren Zhaoyuan's waist, lowered his head and kissed his ear one after another, his warm breath made Ren Zhaoyuan hide with a smile: "Don't, itchy..."

"Then what comics are you talking about?"

"I forgot..." Ren Zhaoyuan saw the bedside phone light up when he turned his head, and reached for it while hiding, "Stop making trouble, the phone..."

Tan Zheng turned his head sideways: "It's so early, who is it?"

When Ren Zhaoyuan picked up the phone, he accidentally tapped his thumb to answer it. Tan Zheng's words fell into the phone, and Ren Zhaoyuan didn't care: "Tongzhou?"

The time under Tongzhou's name on the screen jumped from second to second, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't hear the sound, so he directly clicked on the speakerphone: "Can't you hear me?"

After a few more seconds, Ren Zhaoyuan was about to hang up and call back before there was a sound from the speaker.

Tongzhou: "Yo."

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