He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

"I'm back," Tan Zheng opened the passenger door, bent over and leaned in to hug Ren Zhaoyuan, "Go home now."

Ren Zhaoyuan said "OK".

The car was running smoothly on the road, and Ren Zhaoyuan kept looking at the bear dolls in the rear glass of the car in front of him, the black bear in a blue jacket and tie, the brown bear in a red jacket and a hat, and the one in the middle who was wearing the lightest color in a floral dress. Bear with a bow.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't come back to his senses until the car in front turned and no longer went with them.

He hasn't told Tan Zheng what happened yet.

All the way out of the ward, he held his breath so that he wouldn't show anything unusual, and let himself not care.

Even if the sky is falling, he will walk out calmly with his shoulders straight.

Besides, it's nothing at all.

He has experienced greater disappointment and disillusionment.

No one is obliged to be what he thinks he is.

What kind of person he thinks the other party is, and where he thinks he is in the other party's heart, are all his business.

It doesn't matter.

There is nothing to complain about.

But seeing Tan Zheng approaching, those who hadn't been seen were stunned and uncomfortable again, and they were exhausted for a moment, and they couldn't bear the calmness not long ago.

Tan Zheng didn't need him to say anything at all, he could tell at a glance.

He can just relax and not think about anything.

But always let Tan Zheng know what happened.

"Zhao Yuanqing's mother..."

The words got stuck just as they started.

I don't know how to summarize it for a while.

Zhao Yuanqing's mother apologized to me, saying that she knew about Zhao Yuanqing's affair before, but because she wanted me to divorce him, she let it go and pretended not to know.

Or, I used to regard Zhao Yuanqing's mother as a family member, thinking she was the same, but I didn't expect that I was not important from the beginning to the end?

Neither is accurate nor does it fit.

Even Ren Zhaoyuan himself didn't know what was going on in his heart at this moment.

"If you don't know how to say it, you don't need to say it. I won't think too much." Tan Zheng took Ren Zhaoyuan's hand and squeezed it. "If we want to go home, we will go home. If we don't want to talk, we won't talk. Don't think too much, no Need to always do so well, you just think about yourself in front of me."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked down at Tan Zheng holding his hand, and looked at the ring on his ring finger.

He adjusted the ring a little tighter, and a sunken mark could be seen on the surrounding skin.

"Find a place to park."

Tan Zheng drove to the side of the road where he could park temporarily and stopped.

Ren Zhaoyuan did not summarize and generalize like he usually relayed events, nor did he intersperse feelings like most people are used to when expressing.He only changed the person, and told Tan Zheng what Feng Yun said to him from the beginning to the end.

Tan Zheng's hand holding the steering wheel tightened more and more, the bones and veins of the hand were suddenly prominent, and the muscles of the forearm tensed and bulged with the strength of the hand, and the violence hidden in it seemed to rush out to destroy something in the next second.

But the left hand holding Ren Zhaoyuan was clearly too soft to be softer. At first, he held the four fingers through the tiger's mouth, and rubbed the thumb on the back of the finger, and then put the thumb on the side into the palm.As if it was still not enough, he gathered the four exposed fingers into his hand, and held Ren Zhaoyuan's whole hand in a wrapping posture.

"Just want to go home?" Tan Zheng asked him with a more steady voice than usual, "I haven't been to the arena for a while, do you want to play?"

Ren Zhaoyuan is not a child, he can think clearly about everything, he doesn't need to be explained, he doesn't need to be comforted, it's just that he is an emotional animal, and his emotions cannot be controlled.

He just needs time to calm down.

Going back to a quiet and safe environment is his most common method. Now that he heard what Tan Zheng said, he felt that it would be okay to try other methods.

Tan Zheng never played with him to win, and he didn't play hard, but he didn't give way to him either.

After a few back and forth to enter the state, the two played more and more freely. The cold air of the central air conditioner was completely ineffective, and the sweat surged down with the increasing exercise intensity. The intention is to vent with the strength of the full swing and strike.

In the end, the excited motor nerves and the high adrenaline made all the brain's attention focus on the fluorescent yellow sphere.

Estimate its trajectory, swing the racket, and hit it.

Until he was exhausted, Ren Zhaoyuan panted violently and brushed back the hair that fell on his forehead with the sweat. Tan Zheng's chest also rose and fell, and the sweat on his neck slid down the veins: "Is there any luck this time?"

They didn't ask for a referee at all, and no one remembered.

But when Tan Zheng asked, Ren Zhaoyuan said, "Yes."

He pressed the back of Tan Zheng's head, neither skillful nor gentle, he almost bumped into his lips and kissed him.

At noon, he ate at a Su cuisine restaurant outside, went to the hotel to take a nap, and didn't go home in the afternoon. Tan Zheng drove him all the way out of the city to an equestrian sports club.

The racetrack is endlessly green, and the competition in the obstacle course is in full swing. Ren Zhaoyuan doesn't have much energy for the competition at the moment. He has a vent in the tennis hall in the morning, and he is a little lazy now.

Tan Zheng didn't plan to take him to the arena either.

Of the two of them, Tan Zheng only sent someone to the stable to lead his own horse.

The reddish-brown fur was greasy under the western sun, and the tall horse bowed its hair in front of Tan Zheng and made a nasal sound. Tan Zheng took Ren Zhaoyuan's hand to touch the snow-white forehead of it, and said, "Come, let's get to know another man." Owner."

Ren Zhaoyuan saw himself in the horse's clear pupils, smiled, and just wanted to say that Tan Zheng was embarrassing for it, the horse turned its head and rubbed against Ren Zhaoyuan.

Tan Zheng smiled and praised it: "What a horse!"

The two of them rode the same horse and strolled around the pasture. When they came back, the staff came with a vibrating mobile phone.

After Tan Zheng connected, he heard his assistant say on the other side of the phone that a person who claimed to be Xie Rong had posted an article on the Internet, mentioning Ren Zhaoyuan.

After the previous incident, Tan Zheng made people pay attention to the news related to Ren Zhaoyuan on the Internet.

Although the official statement has been issued, and Chen Dao has put together such a shocking event as quitting circles to help Ren Zhaoyuan clarify it, but no one can guarantee that those videos and photos that have changed Ren Zhaoyuan's face have been saved by someone. local.

There are always good people, there are always conspiracy theories, no matter who the real protagonist of the video is, the face of Ren Zhaoyuan, who is perfectly seamlessly replaced, is enough to shock people.

Therefore, the emergency response team established in response to that incident has not been disbanded.

Whenever someone posts relevant content on the Internet, it must be found and resolved as soon as possible.

But the content of Xie Rong's article this time was an apology, and the assistant could only report it as soon as possible.

The two were standing next to each other on horseback. Although Tan Zheng's voice in the microphone was not too loud, Ren Zhaoyuan could also hear it.

Tan Zheng put one arm around the person, clicked into the content sent by the assistant with the other hand, and said to Ren Zhaoyuan: "Don't worry, what happened before will never happen again."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan didn't look at the content on the phone screen, he just focused on swinging Tan Zheng's left hand, loosening the ring slightly, "I know."

What Tan Zheng did silently was always just more and more.

Xie Rongfa's article didn't go to the end, and there were some pictures. Tan Zheng glanced at it and only picked out the words related to Ren Zhaoyuan.

【This jealousy has not disappeared even after their divorce..】

【Now I was guided to see clearly, only to realize that the one who is most sorry is Ren Zhaoyuan..】

[I replaced the online video with Ren Zhaoyuan using face-swapping technology, and bribed the media..]

[The following is the proof that the technicians replaced the original face with Ren Zhaoyuan and the record of the post that was bought by the media..]

【I can't do it all over again, I just want to try my best to redeem the mistakes I made..】

After confirming that there was nothing detrimental to Ren Zhaoyuan, Tan Zheng turned off his phone and handed it to the staff beside him.

redeem?

Simply ridiculous.

Ren Zhaoyuan is doing well now because he stands upright enough, and countless people have tried their best to get his innocence. When he realizes his conscience, he admits that the pearls have been soaked in dirty water and stink.

They have evidence and explanations. Nearly a hundred enterprise accounts forwarded clarification statements. There are still countless people who distort the facts and speculate wantonly in order to gain attention. dance.

They just don't care about those trivial things that are not on the stage, but it doesn't mean that Ren Zhaoyuan has not been attacked and malicious.

I did my best to deal with it in a timely manner.

In case the situation was out of control at that time, in case Ren Zhaoyuan didn’t have a tattoo on his back, in case Ren Zhaoyuan’s mental endurance was weak...

Tan Zheng didn't dare to think deeply about these assumptions.

If there were any irreversible and serious consequences, Xie Rong would still publicly admit and apologize online today, what did he want to save?

not necessarily.

It is not uncommon to apologize for doing something wrong and beg for forgiveness. Instead of saying to compensate the other party, it is better to say that you want to seek peace of mind for yourself.

Feng Yun and Ren Zhaoyuan's apology is to tell the truth that is useless except for making Ren Zhaoyuan uncomfortable. Xie Rong and Ren Zhaoyuan's apology is to show everyone what he did when things have changed and they can wave away at any time.

Obviously he was the one who couldn't vomit, but he still wanted to pull the banner of apologizing to Ren Zhaoyuan.

If you really want to apologize, why don't you taste all the malice you have inflicted on the other party first, the two sides have come and gone, and the pain is fair before talking.

Tan Zheng drove the horse and ran: "Say a bunch of messy things, don't worry about him, it doesn't show any sense of existence."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and turned to look at him, "Don't be angry, you are angry again when I'm cured, the two of us don't do anything else all day long, just coaxing around."

The seriousness between Tan Zheng's brows faded, and he touched the side of his cheek: "It sounds pretty good."

"Then I coax you?"

"Okay, coax."

Ren Zhaoyuan suddenly discovered that when he said "coax", he subconsciously hugged and kissed Tan Zheng. At this moment, the posture of the two of them can't do anything. For a while, Ren Zhaoyuan really couldn't figure out how to coax him.

"It doesn't have to be now."

Ren Zhaoyuan tilted his head: "Huh?"

The diamond earrings reflected light with the movement, Tan Zheng kissed lightly, and said in his ear: "You can coax it at night."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand once, and it patted Tan Zheng's forearm with a clear and crisp sound.

Tan Zheng pressed against Ren Zhaoyuan's chest and laughed non-stop: "Domestic violence against me."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand again: "Satisfy you."

"Which one is satisfied?"

Ren Zhaoyuan came to his senses, smiled and slammed his arms backwards.

"Ah, it hurts."

"Again," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and tightened his reins and headed for the sea of ​​flowers in the distance, "I didn't use any strength at all."

Tan Zheng rested his chin on Ren Zhaoyuan's shoulder, passed his arm through Ren Zhaoyuan's waist, and made a mess with his hand holding the rein: "It really hurts, if you don't believe me touch it..."

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