Chapter 87

The ring in Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, Tan Zheng had seen on Ren Zhaoyuan's ring finger for five years.

Five full years.

Any time, any occasion, Ren Zhaoyuan always wears it.

After the divorce is removed, there is still an indelible mark on the root of the ring finger.

It turned out that the imprint not only remained in the root of the ring finger, but also in Ren Zhaoyuan's heart.

Divorced for so long, they've been together for so long, this ring has been sitting somewhere.

After he let Ren Zhaoyuan down, after Ren Zhaoyuan met Zhao Yuanqing, he was taken out and held in his hand to scrutinize and miss.

Tan Zheng walked to Ren Zhaoyuan step by step, panic and jealousy were catalyzed by alcohol, which almost took away his ability to think rationally.

All he could see and think was one thing—Ren Zhaoyuan held his and Zhao Yuanqing's wedding rings in his hand.

The strong smell of alcohol came to his face, and his mind that had been throbbing and dizzy became more and more noisy. Ren Zhaoyuan instinctively raised his eyebrows and took a half step back, trying to ease the discomfort.

But these expressions and actions fell in Tan Zheng's eyes, which only represented disgust and boredom.

The impatience that would normally make him feel flustered at this moment only fueled the jealousy that robbed him of his sanity.

Tan Zheng raised his hand and clasped the back of Ren Zhaoyuan's head to prevent him from retreating. He fixed his eyes and slowly approached: "Who are you thinking about?"

Ren Zhaoyuan did not like such a tough attitude.

In particular, the heavy alcohol smell on Tan Zheng's body made his forehead twitch even more violently, and he couldn't even think about what Tan Zheng misunderstood.

Ren Zhaoyuan bypassed Tan Zheng and wanted to go to the kitchen, but as soon as he took a step, he was pulled back with great force.

Tan Zheng's strength was a little insignificant at this moment, and Ren Zhaoyuan himself was not in a good condition, so he took two steps back and fell directly on the sofa.

The ring took off his hand and flicked twice and rolled to the bottom of the coffee table.

Ren Zhaoyuan became more dizzy after being shaken by this, and his frown became even heavier: "Why are you so drunk?"

"Is it so important to you?" Tan Zheng knelt on one knee on the sofa beside Ren Zhaoyuan, the end of his eyes was already red, "I let you down, you regret it, right?"

Ren Zhaoyuan took a deep breath and tried his best to find some clarity from the discomfort in his head, and raised his hand to push Tan Zheng's shoulder: "I can't communicate with you now, you sit down for a while, I'll give you... um... "

Tan Zheng didn't give him a chance to finish.

He didn't want to hear more or reject or block his heart, he didn't want to continue to see Ren Zhaoyuan's impatience and resistance, and he didn't want to accept the indifference and distance thrown by Ren Zhaoyuan.

Every refusal Ren Zhaoyuan showed would only make the already strong kiss heavier.

The more you panic, the more you want to hug, the more you can't touch, the more you miss possession.

Tan Zheng suppressing his body and plundering his air was not enough - Ren Zhaoyuan's emotions were never so easy.

The lack of oxygen made Ren Zhaoyuan's reaction ability even more sluggish. He realized that when he wanted to stop it, he had already fallen into Tan Zheng's hands.

He was grasped and pushed by Tan Zheng, and the name he said was scattered by kisses: "Tan...don't..."

Rejection will only make things worse.

Almost taking the last oxygen out of the kiss he engulfed, in the blank space, the kiss gradually descended and took over the hand.

It's out of control after that.

Tan Zheng has never done this before.

All his experience came from Ren Zhaoyuan, and Ren Zhaoyuan never let him do this.

But when it comes to actually doing it, there is no need to learn it at all.

Every subtle reaction given by Ren Zhaoyuan's body is the best guidance.

The touch of his teeth made him shrink and close, and the squeeze of his throat made him tremble and swallow.

He wanted to get Ren Zhaoyuan's response, emotional and out of control.

As long as it wasn't silent indifference, he wanted more.

The alcohol around him entered his body along with his breathing, and the lights in his sight shook phantoms. Ren Zhaoyuan was in a trance in the blankness.

The heavy and hot breath hit the side of the ear, and couldn't resist it just now, and now can't refuse anything.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't move, didn't resist, just opened his eyes in the blur: "Tan Zheng...you dare."

Tan Zheng froze suddenly.

The urge to be agitated by alcohol and jealousy finally cooled down. He retracted his hand from behind Ren Zhaoyuan and stood up. As soon as the apology reached his lips, Ren Zhaoyuan had already closed his eyes and turned his face.

He pushed Ren Zhaoyuan farther and farther.

This fact almost made Tan Zheng gasp for breath.

"I can not.."

He stubbornly looked at Ren Zhaoyuan's profile, his voice was low and hoarse, and he didn't move.

"sorry."

"I thought I wouldn't make you unhappy, I thought I could be whatever you like, I thought I wouldn't let you down, I thought I would make you never regret it in your life."

No matter what the quicksand can't change, the sense of fate and panic in the palm of his hand completely overwhelmed Tan Zheng.

"You regret choosing me, don't you?"

Ren Zhaoyuan frowned and turned his face, just as he was about to say something, he was stunned, his face blank for a moment.

Two drops of liquid landed in his eyes, blurring his vision for a moment, and then flowing out one after another along the end of his eyes with a slow blink.

Tan Zheng cried.

Those two tears made Ren Zhaoyuan's heart hurt.

"No," Ren Zhaoyuan sighed lightly, raised his hand to touch his side face, and touched his eyelashes with the ball of his thumb, "I have never regretted it."

Tan Zheng was speechless for a while because of Ren Zhaoyuan's sudden soft and intimate movements, and after a while, he heard Ren Zhaoyuan ask: "Why do you think so, because I'm angry these days?"

"I saw you and Zhao Yuanqing together today..."

"He's taking his mother abroad for recuperation and wants to meet before he leaves. Sorry for not telling you in advance."

Tan Zheng immediately shook his head: "No, no need to apologize, you don't need to apologize to me."

There was a faint tiredness in Ren Zhaoyuan's brows and eyes, but his eyes were patient and gentle like he had never seen in these days: "There are other reasons."

"When I come back you..." Tan Zheng's voice paused slightly, and he turned his head to the ground, the ring was no longer visible.

Ren Zhaoyuan finally understood what made Tan Zheng misunderstood.

"That's Zhao Yuanqing's ring. On the day he went to see Wang Yue, he came to find me. I logged into the system and opened the door for him. After he came in, he helped me contact Tongzhou." Ren Zhaoyuan paused for a while, and then slowly said Painful, "The middle ring fell here, and was placed on the coffee table when the housekeeper was cleaning."

Tan Zheng stared at him blankly, his voice trembling: "Really?"

"Really, when you came in, I just saw that the housekeeping left a note, it should be on the ground."

"It's not that I don't believe you, I..."

Unexpectedly at the bottom of his life and all the emotions entangled in the past few days, Tan Zheng's voice choked, and he hugged Ren Zhaoyuan as if covering his ears and stealing the bell, and walked his face into his neck.

"I'm afraid.. I let you down. I'm afraid that you feel that you chose the wrong person and believed in the wrong person. I saw you smiling at Zhao Yuanqing, thinking you were looking at the previous ring. I made you unhappy and hurt you. , annoying you.. I'm afraid you don't want me anymore.."

Ren Zhaoyuan tilted his head and touched the ends of Tan Zheng's hair. He sighed softly, put his hand on the back of his neck and rubbed it.

The connivance and tenderness in this look is self-evident, almost made Tan Zheng's hair stand up, he hugged Ren Zhaoyuan tighter, and said in a muffled voice, "I know you're angry, I'm wrong... can you fight? I'll give you a bite, can you hit me?"

It was impossible for Ren Zhaoyuan to beat him, not to mention that the problems between them could not be solved with a single fight.

"I know we have different views, and I know the problem is not resolved," Tan Zheng rarely got a chance to get close to him, wishing he could rub him into his body, "Will you punish me first to relieve my breath? Don't ignore me.. I'm really scared..."

Ren Zhaoyuan's brows gradually gathered again, and he patted his back lightly for fear: "Tan Zheng, we'll do it another day..."

The vibration of the mobile phone came next to him, and it was pressed under him.

Tan Zheng got up from Ren Zhaoyuan, his eyes stopped on Ren Zhaoyuan, then he got off the sofa and knelt beside him to sort out the half-fading clothes that he had messed up.

When Ren Zhaoyuan sat up, the phone call had been cut off. Tan Zheng brought it for him, and the second call just rang.

"It's Tongzhou."

Ren Zhaoyuan just said the most words in recent days, and he doesn't want to say more: "You take it."

Tan Zheng opened the door, and Tong Zhou smashed him directly.

"Didn't you say that the needle is okay? What are you hiding from me? Huh?"

Ren Zhaoyuan realized that it was too late to get the phone, but Tan Zheng heard something was wrong and raised his hand to avoid it.

"If it wasn't for me going to the hospital to see someone in his office and reading your medical records for a while, you wouldn't have said it? My brother, my doctor, work together to hide from me, what kind of villain am I? I don't understand, what can I do to you?"

"Brother Tongzhou, I'm Tan Zheng, what did you just say about needles?"

Tongzhou stopped there for a while and understood.

There was really no need for Ren Zhaoyuan to hide from him, because it wasn't him who really wanted to hide.

The reason why he took out the name of patient privacy and asked the doctor not to tell others was because he knew Tong Zhou and Tan Zheng too well.

Just like now, after Tong Zhou knew that Tan Zheng was being concealed, he didn't even think about it, he said it all.

"At that time, in order to wake up quickly, he asked the doctor to give injections with side effects. He would have a headache. If it is less than two or three days, if it is more than half a month, he can't take any medicine for a month.

"Also, he didn't take the newly opened gargle today and let him send it to the Design Park. I changed the address to my home, so what are you doing now?"

Tong Zhou was not happy at first, and his tone of speech was not very good. Tan Zheng listened carefully, asked a few more questions in the middle, and finally thanked him solemnly and hung up the phone, and he didn't say anything for a while.

Ren Zhaoyuan was already holding back his discomfort, but now Tong Zhou and Tan Zheng ignored his thoughts, one of them said everything, and the other avoided letting him touch the phone, which made him feel irritable.

Pinching his eyebrows, he got up and wanted to leave, but was pulled, Ren Zhaoyuan had to sit back on the sofa.

Tan Zheng put down his phone, sat next to Ren Zhaoyuan, took his hand and squeezed his fingertips gently: "Can you open your mouth and show me?"

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him for a few seconds and opened it.

His tongue was swollen, with uneven edges. The most conspicuous were the white ulcers on the tip and sides of the tongue, and there were several bruises on the tongue.

There are no sporadic good places at all.

"Is it biting? In order not to fall asleep, I bit it myself, right?"

Ren Zhaoyuan did not speak.

Tan Zheng slapped himself.

"Tan Zheng!" Ren Zhaoyuan held his wrist and frowned even more, "If you dare to move yourself again, I will ignore you this year."

"I..." Tan Zheng's eyes turned red, "Why didn't I notice it... It's so obvious, I didn't notice it at all..."

Ren Zhaoyuan hadn't had a good meal these days, he actually thought he was angry.

Not only did he not find it, but he also kissed him forcefully. Even though he resisted, he still kissed him with such great strength.

"I'm sorry," Tan Zheng hugged him gently, almost at a loss, "I'm sorry, you ignore me, I deserve it."

"almost done."

"Stop talking, don't talk anymore," Tan Zheng raised his hand to touch his frowning eyebrows, and tentatively rubbed his temples and forehead, "Can I massage it for you? Will it feel better?"

Ren Zhaoyuan let him press for a while and said, "I want to take a bath."

Tan Zheng made a move.

He almost forgot that he had just pressed Ren Zhaoyuan into a drunken madness, and there was something on his clothes, which must have been uncomfortable.

"Okay, then go upstairs and I'll get you some clothes."

Ren Zhaoyuan responded and said casually, "Help me."

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