Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

The memory stings, white light flashes.

Tan Xiaosu opened his eyes, and his extremely recited voice slid by his ears——

"Smile, wait for me to come back."

Black, rubbed white, bright and shadowy.

There was a layer of water vapor in Tan Xiao's eyes, his neck was knocked on the back of the chair, and he lay softly on the back of the chair. He looked at the ceiling dully, and answered silently:

ok when are you coming

"Hehe, okay. Then when do you plan to come back?"

"Tomorrow night."

Tan Xiao in the recording smiled, with a sticky tone that was not easy to detect, "Well, hurry up."

Tan Jiping was silent for a second, and said decisively, "You are crying."

Yes, I am crying.

Tan Xiao wiped his eyes, and the self in the recording pretended to be indifferent: "No, how could I... cry, ha ha."

"Smile," Tan Jiping paused, "Could it be that my mother... bullied you again?"

Yes, I was bullied so badly.

Tan Xiao's eyes were warm, and the salty liquid dripped from the edge of the eye sockets.

Tan Xiao in the recording did not speak, and Tan Jiping continued: "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

"..."

I'm hurt, can you hug me?

"Don't cry... My heart hurts... Smile, be good."

"I want to hug you." Tan Xiao suddenly said in the recording, "I want to kiss your forehead, bridge of nose, and lips."

Tan Xiao repeated, wanting to kiss your forehead, bridge of nose, and lips.

"it is good."

"Want to bite your flexible shoulder, want to touch your body, want to rub you, pinch you, feel you."

I want to bite your soft shoulders, I want to touch your body, I want to rub you, pinch you, feel you.

"Okay." Tan Jiping's voice was low and sexy.

Tan Xiao licked his lips.

"I want to smell you, I want to bury my face in your chest, I want you," Tan Xiao in the recording cried, "Ji Ping, I miss you so much, I want you, come back and hug me, okay?" good……"

I want to smell you, I want to bury my face in your chest, I want you.

Come and hug me, okay, Aping... I miss you, I miss you so much...

Tan Xiao sat alone, looking at the light and shadow, listening to this noisy recording.

"Okay." Tan Jiping said, "I'll be right back, you go back to your room first, don't blow the air on the balcony, you're going to catch a cold, be good, my husband will go home and hug you right away."

"it is good."

"Come back and hug me."

After Tan Xiao said this, he hung up the phone by himself.

He remembered that when he was standing on the balcony of the small apartment, the night wind was neither cold nor blowing too fast, which was very comfortable.He finished smoking a cigarette there, watched the moon for a while, and then slowly walked back into the house. Then, he sat in the living room for another two hours. After that, Tan Jiping rushed into the house, hugged the girl in a daze of myself.

Tan Jiping rushed all the way back at high speed, and he didn't even have time to change his clothes after being killed on the battlefield.

So busy, just to see him earlier.

He remembered the strength of Tan Jiping when he rushed over, the feeling of Tan Jiping's arms wrapped around him, the smell of his body, and the comfort he whispered in his ear, saying that I'm back.

Tan Jiping was still so vivid in his memory, but now, he couldn't even see him face to face.

Maybe, never see you again.

Tan Xiao felt very cold, really cold, and he didn't know where the cold came from, and it made his limbs and bones feel cold.

He curled up on the chair, and suddenly couldn't hold back and cried. The bean-big teardrop hanging from the corner of his eye fell heavily from the corner of his eye, passed by his cheek, and slid into his defenseless neck with warmth.

already cold.

hug me……

hug me please...

I was wrong... come back and hug me...

I miss you so much……

The scene of Tan Xiao embracing himself was faltering, and suddenly went dark.

Tan Xiao opened his eyes again, and what he saw was not the lonely conference room, but Tan Jiping, who had been shouted thousands of times in his dream.

He was lying on the side of the bed, hugging himself tightly.

"Are you awake?" Tan Jiping pressed his chin against Tan Xiao's forehead.

Tan Xiao's nose suddenly turned sour, and the moment tears flowed down, he turned around and hugged Tan Jiping's waist tightly.

"A Ping, A Ping..." Tan Xiao cried, the dream was hazy and he couldn't remember clearly, but the terrible loneliness and helplessness still made him frightened. Tan Jiping was able to relieve one or two.

"I'm here, I'm here, don't cry, don't cry, be good."

"I'm sorry..." Tan Xiao choked up, "I didn't mean it, A Ping, I didn't mean it..."

Tan Jiping pulled out a hand and rang the nurse's bell, calling for it.

Tan Jiping understands that there is no beginning and no end.

What can make Tan Xiao wronged like this, except his mother's matter.

Tan Xiao couldn't stop crying, wrapping his arms around his waist tightly, and pinching his flesh with his fingers tightly behind his back.

How could he not understand the tight, fearful loss?

Tan Jiping was so distressed. From the moment he knew the truth about the suicide note until now, he wished he could go back and strangle the self who yelled at Tan Xiao to death.

What are his qualifications?

It was he who broke the promise, he was timid, he was afraid, he was unable to make progress, and his cowardice brought endless pain to Tan Xiao and him.

"I know, I know it all," Tan Jiping kept kissing Tan Xiao, stroking his back, kissing his cheeks, and responding to every word he said, "I don't leave, you are not wrong...wrong, it was me, I'm sorry, smile, I'm sorry...I love you, I love you..."

Luo Feng closed his eyes forcefully, closed the door silently, sat on the bench by the door, smiled, and then wiped his tears vigorously.

Yu Nian gently put his arms around his shoulders and pulled him over, raised his hand to wipe him.

"Hey, I cry at every turn, where is the heroic demeanor?"

Luo Feng glanced at him with tears in his eyes, he didn't care about the embarrassment, and buried himself in Nian's arms.

"Xiaoxiao is so pitiful, brother Nian... woo woo..."

"Oh, why do I think you are the most pitiful."

"What do you know!" Luo Feng was so angry that he took Yu Nian's clothes and blew his nose, "Smile he has been looking forward to it for so many years, the bastard Tan Jiping is so fucking... so bastard, so cruel, leave us alone and laugh Do not ask."

Yu Nian sighed, took off his jacket and blew his nose for him.

"Why is Mr. Tan so cruel? Why is he ignoring him? You didn't say that in the office, and Mr. Tan went to the United States to see Tan Xiao many times."

"That's different!" Luo Feng raised his voice, Yu Nian made a shh gesture, Luo Feng looked around guiltily, and lowered his voice: "He went to see to satisfy his own selfish desire! We laughed and I don’t know, he’s the only one suffering, he’s looking forward and looking forward to it anyway...you’re laughing! You know a j8!”

Yu Nian pinched his nose and shook it, "I know j8? I do understand it quite well, why don't I try it for you tonight?"

Luo Feng blushed when he said that, "What? Don't change the subject!"

Yu Nian laughed, and nodded his nose, "Okay, alright, President Tan will take good care of Tan Xiao, let them stay by themselves for a while. But this feng shui turns, it's time for him to suffer, let's go, read Brother Nian will take you to eat the meal that Brother Nian ate."

The author has something to say:

sorry! ! !The stupid author will go to Nanning for a whole day tomorrow, so there is no time to update it!Thank you to the little angels who commented on Mr. Tan, I was so touched that I exploded ε==(づ′▽`)づ, the stupid author thought that it was the end of the stand-alone [Wipe tears] I love you~~~