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Chapter 85
Chapter 85
85[1];
The road up the mountain was very bumpy. Sitting in the car, my body swayed left and right involuntarily, and the car could not drive fast.
The light in the woods was dim, the wind whistled, and the dense branches and leaves clapped on the car window to block almost all the light.
The light refracted by the blade was so piercing that he couldn't open his eyes. When the irritating blurred white light faded away, Tan Zheng turned around and walked towards him with a smile. The knife behind was held high under the bright sun. He stabbed it hard, and blood spattered on the glass, obscuring the last bit of vision.
Nothing could be seen, only the endless blood in the dim darkness.
Tan Zheng..
Tan Zheng! !
Ren Zhaoyuan opened his eyes abruptly, his chest heaved up and down violently, he was stunned for a few seconds at the lines on the ceiling, then stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, stepping on the cold hard ground with his bare feet to weaken the trance he couldn't struggle with. , giving birth to a sporadic sense of reality.
It's a room on the top floor of the clubhouse.
It's still bright.
The blue veins at the temple were jumping and pulling, and the forehead and brain were tingling and grinding, and even the tympanic membrane seemed to be constantly vibrated, and the stirring did not stop for a moment.
"Woke up?"
Ren Zhaoyuan paused for a while and then slowly followed the sound.
Tan Zheng appeared in the room at some point, and was walking towards the bed with a glass of water.
The sun was shining outside the window, the water surface in the glass moved slightly, the reflected light fell into the eyes, and a blurred white light flashed out for a moment. Ren Zhaoyuan frowned, raised his hand and waved, and the water glass that Tan Zhengzheng handed over unsuspected and fell to the ground.
A screeching sound.
The water spreads and debris splashes.
Both of them were stunned. Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes fell on the ground for two seconds before he could react. He moved his lips, but he couldn't make a sound for a while.
"It's because I didn't hold on, don't move."
Tan Zheng stretched out his arms and put the cotton swab in his hand on the table, took out a tissue, knelt down on one knee in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, held his calf and placed his foot on his leg, carefully removed the glass shards, carefully checked and then used a tissue again. Wipe the water off a little bit, and finally put it back on the bed.
"I'll pack you up and come down soon."
He picked up the large pieces of broken glass and put them in the trash, went for a disposable bath towel to wipe along the edge of the bed and piled the tiny glass together, then went for the slippers.
The bed is spacious all around, not necessarily the side where the water glass fell. But Tan Zheng didn't put it anywhere else. He walked to Ren Zhaoyuan and squatted down and put his shoes on the spot he stepped on when he got out of bed.
"For safety's sake, don't go barefoot, okay? I'll have someone come over to clean it later."
Ren Zhaoyuan lowered his eyes for a few seconds and said, "I'm sorry."
This apology seemed to make Tan Zheng more uncomfortable than the water just overturned. He knelt on one knee by the bed, still putting down his slippers, and looked up at Ren Zhaoyuan for a long time, but couldn't wait for a line of sight.
"It doesn't matter if you smash a cup on my face, don't apologize..."
"It is my fault."
Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak, didn't move, didn't look at him.
Tan Zheng reached out and wanted to hold Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, but when his fingertips touched a small part of the exposed skin, Ren Zhaoyuan reflexively ducked.
The outstretched hand stagnated in the air, curled up a little for a long time, did not retract it, and did not touch Ren Zhaoyuan's hand again, and placed it on the bed with the distance Ren Zhaoyuan retracted.
Only the eyes glued to the hands that were just a short distance away.
Tongzhou said that there were several deep wounds, and the doctor said at the beginning that it was best to stitch, but Ren Zhaoyuan was in a hurry to find him, and he didn't have time, so the stitches are only now.
He also said that Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want to eat, and he didn't say a word.
"I was wrong."
"If you're angry, send it to me, don't hold back, don't be hard on yourself, okay?"
Ren Zhaoyuan did not answer.
He bent his legs and wanted to get up from the bed, as if he had forgotten the injury on his hand. He propped up on the bed as usual to borrow strength. Tan Zheng grabbed his wrist to stop him in a hurry. Ren Zhaoyuan stopped moving and frowned. He took his hand away.
"I won't touch it, don't use your hands."
Tan Zheng said he was going to take his hand back, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't let go.
He turned Tan Zheng's hand in a different direction, revealing a red and swollen palm with a fresh wound.
Tan Zheng deliberately didn't want Ren Zhaoyuan to see it, he didn't bandage it after stopping the bleeding, and he paid attention not to expose the palm of his right hand when he just cleaned up the glass on the ground.
I didn't expect it to be discovered just by holding it.
"It's alright," Tan Zheng wanted to take it away, but did not take it back with a little effort, "I just scratched it accidentally."
Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes kept falling on his palm, and Tan Zheng was suddenly jealous of the injuries.
"You're in the guest bedroom."
With messes and bloodstains flashing in his mind, Tan Zheng shrank his fingertips and replied in a low voice, "Yes."
He didn't try to retrieve it again, but Ren Zhaoyuan let go. He didn't look at him again after that, stood up and walked towards the end of the bed, put on his shoes and left after getting out of bed.
Tan Zheng hurriedly followed him out.
Someone in the hall saw Ren Zhaoyuan coming out from a distance and immediately reported to Tongzhou as instructed, and then a door on the other side opened, and Tongzhou and Xing Yi came out of the room and walked over to meet Ren Zhaoyuan.
"Wake up?" Tong Zhou said to Ren Zhaoyuan as if he didn't see Tan Zheng behind him, "I'll let them get something to eat, let's go downstairs and deal with them together."
"No, I'll go home."
Tong Zhou raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Tan Zheng, the meaning in his eyes was obvious - not bad, coaxed him back so soon?
But then when he saw Ren Zhaoyuan walking towards the elevator, Tan Zheng followed suit, and he felt that this was not the case.
"What's the matter, are you reconciled?"
Tong Zhou heard the voice in the earphone and looked at the closed elevator door: "I'm going back, it's hard to say whether I've reconciled."
Yao Qiming was in a hurry: "You can't tell if it's good or not? What are you selling?"
"It doesn't look good," Tong Zhou said as he walked to the side, "It's so easy to make Zhaoyuan like this, let's just kneel for ten days and a half months and talk about the remote control."
Zhao Chen's typing on the keyboard stopped: "You said that."
Yao Qiming also disagreed: "It's normal for Zhaoyuan to be angry, but Lai Tan Zheng is not authentic in this matter. He is not wrong."
Zheng He was online all the time. He was busy with other things and didn't say much: "As far as I know, if it wasn't for Sun Jin, Tan Zheng would really be able to solve the matter alone."
A few of them, who were stunned, made a group chat and talked to Zhao Chen after explaining what happened.
"It's all in vain, you usually don't look at the results and want to make assumptions?" Tong Zhou leaned against the window and looked down, "It's a fact that Zhaoyuan's hand almost broke, he really wants to do it alone, it's better to knock people unconscious and wake up. Don't wake up and put it there to toss."
Zhao Chen snorted: "If he can do it, I don't think he will."
Zheng He thought of what he had heard from Zheng Yun's subordinates: "The situation was very dangerous at that time. If Zhaoyuan and my father couldn't go, I would be in danger."
"So, if you don't solve it, you don't solve it. If your hand is rotten, your hand is rotten. Don't care what he thinks. What he did led to the current result. The facts are here."
Yao Qiming still disagreed when he heard Tongzhou's words: "Zhaoyuan has a hand injury at the moment, if Tan Zheng let him go, the grandson still doesn't know how to deal with him. If you don't fight back, you can let it go, okay?"
Zhao Chen agreed, remembered and asked, "How did Wang Yue deal with it?"
"Illegal fundraising, forging tickets, manipulating futures, and other miscellaneous charges are listed as signatures and pledges. If you don't want to go in, you can honestly shrink."
Zheng He briefly said a few things, not mentioning the fact that Wang Yue himself confessed the crime of Sun Jin's death.
As long as he doesn't show up in this life, those confessions and videos won't show up.
Sun Jin's body was taken care of by those hired, and Wang Yue doubled the commission. Everyone left a message. If you don't want to cause trouble, just shut up. If you don't want to live, you can say it directly.
Zhao Chen closed the computer and threw it aside: "Damn, it's cheaper for him."
"My father has been self-cultivation all these years," Zheng He said with a smile, and then returned to the topic and said Tongzhou, "Everyone is fine, it's not that Zhaoyuan doesn't want to be with Tan Zheng, so don't be angry, Tongzhou. ."
Yao Qiming said more bluntly: "Don't add fire to the two people's affairs."
"I'm adding fire?" Tong Zhou slapped the glass with a slap, "Brothers, who gave Tan Zheng's address to pick him up? Who gave Tan Zheng's room card to let him in? Zhao Yuan made it like this, I still can't believe it. Can't you blame him behind your back? Just because you are kind and considerate of others, I'm the only villain, right?"
When Yao Qiming heard this, he immediately changed his tune: "I didn't add fire, thanks to you, you are close, and there is a chance to match more."
Zheng He changed his words: "We are not reliable, Boss Tong is relieved."
Zhao Chen also laughed: "Today, this one is so angry, don't let Xing Yi suffer in vain."
Tong Zhou put his knee on Xing Yi's thigh: "Are you victimized?"
Xing Yi held his hand that had just finished shooting the glass and lifted his chin out of the window: "Get in the car."
Tong Zhou waited for a long time for this, but when he was excited, he didn't pay attention and could only see Tan Zheng's car driving away. He turned around and asked Xing Yi, "Did a car leave?"
"One, in the co-pilot."
85[2];
When going downstairs, a few floors happened to encounter a few people getting on the elevator. When they reached the first floor in the middle, they stopped the elevator door and others. Tan Zheng and the others were not in a hurry, nor did they rush. After a few people came up, the elevator was crowded a lot. Tan Zheng had been blocking Ren Zhaoyuan from outside, acting as a partition between Ren Zhaoyuan and the others.
When getting out of the elevator, he waited until everyone else got off before giving way, blocking the elevator and letting Ren Zhaoyuan come out first, then followed two steps and walked out side by side.
When he got out the door, Tan Zheng quickened his pace and walked to the front to open the passenger door.
Originally thought that if Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want him, he would go out and take a taxi together, but he didn't expect Ren Zhaoyuan to sit in.
Tan Zheng tried his best not to let him do it. After he was seated, he rushed in front and bent over to fasten his seat belt. Ren Zhaoyuan frowned slightly, but said nothing.
He didn't say anything the whole way.
When got home, only asked Tan Xuqing, Tan Zheng said that Jin Shiyan sent her home, and Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak any more.
He usually likes to be clean, and he doesn't wear clothes upstairs when he goes out, but this time he almost forgot his shoes and took them off when he walked to the stairs.
Tan Zheng followed Ren Zhaoyuan's habit and put the shoes in the sterilization cabinet. When he went upstairs, he didn't see anyone immediately. When he opened the bedroom door and saw the bed was empty, it was strange, and then he felt nervous.
When he opened the bathroom door, Ren Zhaoyuan had just taken off his shirt, but luckily he hadn't started washing.
"You can't get your hands wet."
Ren Zhaoyuan didn't stop, Tan Zheng went over and held his wrist: "I'll take it off for you, if you want to wash it, I'll wash it for you, okay?"
A little ordinary movement on the hand can make the wound open, especially if the wounds are all new, and they can't stand doing this or that.
Tan Zheng saw the shirt with a row of small buttons in the corner of his light, and suspected that Ren Zhaoyuan had a wound on his hand.
Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't continue, so he looked up at Tan Zheng and said, "No."
Tan Zheng was suddenly stared straight at him like this, and he subconsciously shifted his gaze a bit before looking at Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes again.
He was seen panicking.
Ren Zhaoyuan said "no", and as the person who asked if it was okay, he couldn't obey Ren Zhaoyuan's "no".
"You still need to design your hands," Tan Zheng said softly, "If you take good care of it, you can recover quickly. You really can't touch the water."
Ren Zhaoyuan let go of the stalemate and lowered his gaze to Tan Zheng's hand. Tan Zheng let go of his wrist hesitantly and wanted to say something, but Ren Zhaoyuan had already bypassed him and went out.
Tan Zheng's raised hand fell slowly for a while, and when he left, he put away the shirt next to him.
After he came out, Ren Zhaoyuan was already lying down and turned to the other side, unable to see his face, only the snow-covered eagle on his back.
The air conditioner is on all the time, so I'm afraid I'll catch a cold when I sleep. Tan Zheng took a thin blanket to cover him, and put a glass of water on the bedside table.
Ren Zhaoyuan probably not only did not eat, but also did not drink water.
The lips were white and chapped, showing many deep-set lines, which had never been the case in the driest winter.
When wanted to help him run a run in the club, didn't have time, and still do it now.
When was on the mountain, throat sounded uncomfortable, and didn't know how uncomfortable it would be if was short of water all the time.
"Put the water here," Tan Zheng could detect Ren Zhaoyuan awake, and said softly, "Drink a little when you get up."
Unexpectedly, there was no response. Tan Zheng stood by the bed for a while, then closed the door lightly and went downstairs.
The kitchen on the second floor rarely used fireworks. Tan Zheng had the ingredients prepared in advance. The kitchen on the first floor was busy until it was dark and cooked many dishes that Ren Zhaoyuan liked to eat. building.
Upstairs, only the light control lights in the corners turned on as the night fell, and Ren Zhaoyuan never came out.
Turning on the main light and placing the dishes on the table one by one, Tan Zheng stood by the table for a while before walking towards the bedroom.
He was a little afraid to face the current Ren Zhaoyuan.
Refusing to give him sight, not wanting to talk to him, resisting, refusing, and being indifferent.
Occasionally, was even frightened by Zhao Yuan's impatient eyes.
Ren Zhaoyuan had never done this to him.
The motion of opening the door was very light, and there was only a faint light from the lamp that automatically turned on by the bedside in the room.
Ren Zhaoyuan didn't know when he woke up, he sat on the edge of the bed with his head down, stepping on the ground with his bare feet.
The light outside brightened the room a lot. Ren Zhaoyuan frowned and looked up. He didn't know if it was because he just woke up, but he didn't take his eyes back and just stared at him for a moment.
Tan Zheng walked to him and knelt down on one knee, tentatively holding his hand, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't hide.
"Let's go out and have something to eat," Tan Zheng said softly, as if he was afraid of scaring him, "I made squirrel mandarin fish, and I also tried a new dish. Would you like to try it?"
Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak, but he didn't show any expression of resistance. Tan Zheng held his hand and dared not use any force, so he changed his wrist, and Ren Zhaoyuan followed Tan Zheng out following the strength of his wrist.
The mandarin fish in the center is bright in color, and the other dishes are mainly light, and the table is full of dishes.
Ren Zhaoyuan was sitting at the table, Tan Zheng first went to get slippers and put them on for him. When he was about to wash his hands and eat, he was suddenly pulled by Ren Zhaoyuan. Tan Zheng knelt down again with strength: "What's wrong?"
His right palm is swollen.
The healed blood scabs fell off, revealing the tender flesh mixed with blood. The entire palm was obviously swollen much higher than in the afternoon, and the redness around the wound had become a piece.
You don't have to ask to know why it's cooking.
Cutting, washing, and frying are all hands-free.
"It's okay," Tan Zheng rubbed his wrist a few times, "It doesn't matter, let's eat quickly."
Ren Zhaoyuan ate, but not much.
I ate a mouthful of fish when the table was full of dishes. After eating that mouthful, didn't move chopsticks, and only slowly drank a bowl of white fungus soup.
The dishes that Tan Zheng helped him were piled up on a plate, and were later cleaned up by Tan Zheng.
Just when he went upstairs and put away the dishes, Ren Zhaoyuan was no longer at the table. Tan Zheng heard a sound from the bathroom and hurried over, but the door was locked from the inside and could not be opened.
"You can't get your hands wet, Zhaoyuan?"
The sound of the water from the shower had already sounded in an instant.
Tan Zheng had no choice but to contact the doctor immediately.
Ren Zhaoyuan wore disposable rubber gloves, and the bandage was still soaked with water, but it was much better than Tan Zheng imagined.
It was just that the wound was inevitably pulled and oozing blood.
The doctor gave Ren Zhaoyuan a new dressing, and instructed him to use as little hands as possible in the past few days, not to touch the water and not to eat chili seafood.
Ren Zhaoyuan responded and let the doctor see Tan Zheng's hand.
Tan Zheng was startled.
After sending the doctor away, Tan Zheng took the medicine prescribed, and then separated Ren Zhaoyuan's and poured a glass of water and brought it to him.
Ren Zhaoyuan did not answer.
His eyes stayed on the water glass and medicine in Tan Zheng's hand for a few seconds, then glanced at Tan Zheng again.
With a fluttering glance, Tan Zheng felt like he was heavy.
The water glass he is holding now is exactly the same as the water glass that Ren Zhaoyuan had secretly put sleep aids in in the morning.
"It's an anti-inflammatory drug," Tan Zheng slowly tightened his hand holding the cup, and the finger pulp against the wall of the cup was no longer bloody, "The water is fine..."
Ren Zhaoyuan was silent for a while because of his words, but he still didn't say anything. When he turned to go upstairs, he was hugged by Tan Zheng from behind in front of the stairs.
"sorry Sorry."
Tan Zheng hugged him tightly, and the water splashed when he put down the water glass in a hurry on his hands.
"I was wrong, I knew I was wrong."
"I shouldn't lie to you, I shouldn't design you based on your trust, I shouldn't force you even knowing that you don't want to, I shouldn't be able to do what I promised you, and I shouldn't ignore your feelings."
Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak, and Tan Zheng didn't force it. He only apologized sentence by sentence.
But just when he thought there would be no response, Ren Zhaoyuan suddenly asked in a hoarse voice, "What about next time?"
"There is no next time, I will..."
I won't do it again in the future.
At the very least make sure of this when apologizing.
But Tan Zheng's words stopped at the beginning of this sentence and could not continue.
Ask yourself, if something like this happened again, would he not do it?
Even if it has happened once, even if Ren Zhaoyuan has been angry once, will he let Ren Zhaoyuan go?
Won't.
He will only make things more thorough, and try to prevent Ren Zhaoyuan from getting hurt again.
Just like when he received Wang Yue's text message, he knew without much thought that unless Tan Xuqing and Clear were found, Ren Zhaoyuan would go anyway.
So he didn't even try to convince Ren Zhaoyuan.
Because it is impossible to persuade.
Because whenever he clearly expressed his disapproval, then he said that if he found someone Ren Zhaoyuan, he could easily detect the excessive coincidence.
He knew Ren Zhaoyuan.
In the same way, Ren Zhaoyuan also knew him.
So he apologizes and admits his mistakes, but it's no use.
Ren Zhaoyuan knew that he could not change, and knew that if the same thing happened again, he would still be the choice today.
Before he did it, he knew clearly that Ren Zhaoyuan was unwilling, that Ren Zhaoyuan would be angry and sad, and that he knew what the consequences might be, but he still did it.
Because for him, it is more important that Ren Zhaoyuan is intact, no matter what the price is, no matter what Ren Zhaoyuan's true wishes are.
This cannot be changed.
Unless he is duplicitous, taking advantage of the possibility that this may not happen again, with a fluke mentality of getting along, he will deceive Ren Zhaoyuan again.
Said that he would never do this again, coax people first, and talk about it in case there is a next time.
Can he?
Even if Ren Zhaoyuan can believe it, can he?
Tan Zheng was silent for a long time in the silent night, and in the end he could only say "I'm sorry".
Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't believe it, and he couldn't say it or do it.
This is the crux.
The author has said:
Originally, I was able to come again after one o'clock in the morning, but I closed my eyes and fell asleep (π _ π);
Sorry for being late-
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!