Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

2014, April 9.

Xinghui Entertainment Conference Room.

"Mr. Tan!" Meng Lin rushed into the office in a panic, hesitating to speak.

Tan Jiping put down his pen and frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

"I received a call from the city hospital. Your mother," Menglin said anxiously, "she passed away!"

Tan Jiping suddenly stood up, "Be clear, what's going on?"

"The news should be correct. It's the call from Madam's medical team. Madam is on the operating table." Meng Lin held the phone, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The other side said that it was Tan Xiaosign's consent." Book."

Tan Jiping immediately denied, "Impossible."

Meng Lin couldn't believe it when he heard the news.

Tan Xiao is not so vicious.

However, when the consent form signed by Tan Xiao appeared in front of them, all their worries and doubts were dispelled.

Tan Xiaozhen indirectly killed Ding Mengqing.

"He even dared to kill your mother! Do you still think he loves you?!" In the hospital corridor, Tan Minghui, the second-in-command of Xinghui Entertainment, snapped.

With a wave of his hand, Tan Jiping's consent letter for surgery was slapped on Tan Jiping's face, and the thin words "Tan Xiao" pierced through his heart like a sharp knife.

impossible.

These three words kept printing in Tan Jiping's mind.

How could he...

He will not.

Tan Jiping picked up the consent form for surgery like crazy and rushed to Tan Xiao.

The latter sat outside the operating room, looking at him in horror and sorrow. His lips, which were fresh and tender in the past, were pale and colorless. Those lips opened and closed slightly, but they couldn't make a sound.

At that moment, Tan Jiping suddenly stopped running five meters away from him, unable to move a step.

He understood.

Tan laughed and said, I'm sorry.

----

2014. 10, 25

"Look, if he couldn't get the money, he really didn't care about it, left all this shit and ran away! Tan Jiping, stop kidding yourself, he even left you behind."

Tan Minghui threw a stack of newspapers on Tan Jiping, furious.

Tan Jiping bent down and picked up the scattered newspapers.

The headline of the newspaper that day was the news that Xinghui Entertainment was boycotted and the stock was in turmoil.

Tan Jiping glanced carelessly, and said flatly: "Second Uncle, I will solve this matter."

Tan Minghui was so angry that he pointed at him for a long time.

"What kind of ecstasy soup did Tan Xiao give you? You are still protecting him!"

Tan Jiping remained expressionless, gathered the newspapers and put them aside.

"He is my lover, second uncle."

"He doesn't love you at all, he is using you." Tan Minghui earnestly said, Tan Jiping was unmoved at all, Tan Minghui became angry, "He has already left! Don't be stupid, he won't come back!"

"Hurry up and sell the fairy tale of the wilderness!"

"No." Tan Jiping said, "I will plan a team and take care of it."

That's... that's Tan Xiao's hard work.

It's their... son.

"Don't forget, he killed your mother! You still have the scourge of wilderness fairy tales! Do you have a conscience!"

"Enough! Shut up!"

Tan Jiping grabbed Tan Minghui by the collar, his eyes were red, "If you say one more word, I will kill you."

Tan Minghui was immediately frightened by Tan Jiping's fierce attitude, as soon as Tan Jiping let go, he slammed the door and left.

Tan Jiping breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling.

He sat down again, and the hand holding the pen couldn't fall down.

He opened the drawer, and there were two divorce agreements signed by Tan Xiao, which he did not sign.

He knew that what Tan Minghui said might become true.

Tan Xiao may never come back.

Everyone thought he was not coming back.

He walked so simply.

Tan Jiping closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair.

I'm sorry, Mom.

sorry……

Tan Jiping moved his lips and murmured:

I love him.

I love him.

I'm sorry, but I love him.

Tan Jiping had a sore throat, he hated himself the most.

He hated himself for not letting go, hating himself for not being able to forget.

He hated that he was not as free and easy as Tan Xiao, and even more hated that Tan Xiao was too free and easy to leave as soon as he said it.

I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you for a year.

As long as you come back, as long as you come back, we will be fine.

I'll just bet once, as long as you come back, as long as you come back...

Come back soon.

Don't let me wait too long alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on.

Don't make me hate you.

Tan Xiao, don't make me hate you.

Please.

----

"Mr. Tan." Meng Lin took an inspection report and opened it, "You can be discharged from the hospital."

Tan Jiping hummed, and put on his own clothes.

"Ask the driver to drive downstairs and wait, go to the radio station."

Meng Lin closed the report and helped pack up the laptop and other documents brought to the hospital for processing, "Alright Mr. Tan."

Tan Jiping suddenly sniffed his collar and frowned.

Menglin silently took out a bottle of men's perfume from his pocket and handed it over.

"Mr. Tan, you can go back and take a shower before going to see Director Tan..."

Tan Jiping sprayed some on his wrists, neck, and underarms to cover up his strong body odor.

"No," Tan Jiping returned the perfume to Menglin, "I can't wait."

"We can't wait any longer."

During the two days when Tan Jiping was in the hospital, he kept listening to the recordings on Tan Xiao's phone.

He couldn't even imagine what kind of mood Tan Xiao was in, sitting on a corner of the bed with his knees curled up, listening to what they had said.

He wanted to hug him.

He must... hurt too.

This relationship is not only difficult for him to let go.

They've waited too long for each other.

So long that he thought their love had faded.

So long that the once deep love was mistaken for hatred.

That hatred made him dare not love, and hated him so much that he forgot the reason why he stayed in the first place.

Tan Jiping caressed his heart, it was beating excitedly because he was about to meet the person he was dreaming of.

I stayed here to wait for you.

----

"The freshest flowers in the morning, for you." Tan Xiao put a bouquet of pink roses in front of his mother's grave. On the tombstone, Tan's mother had a faint smile on her face. They are very similar, a pair of peach blossom eyes are lovely and moving.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I haven't been here to see you for so long, how are you and Dad in heaven?"

"Time flies." Tan Xiao said, raised his hand, gently stroked Tan's mother's photo with his fingers, squatted down, and smiled slightly, "However, you are still beautiful."

The picture of sitting and eating with parents seems to be just yesterday, but today there is a world apart.

The world is impermanent, he often comforts Luo Feng with these four words, because these four words can almost sum up everything, including his short life of 26 years.

He suddenly believed in fate, maybe he was destined to be mean in love, so when it comes to love, it will never end well.

"Dad, Mom, I think I'm old." Tan Xiao picked up a small wooden stick and stamped on the ground, "I can't do anything."

In fact, he is not old, but tired.

After thousands of sails, there is no port for mooring.

Tan Xiao breathed out a mouthful of white mist. The temperature dropped sharply today, only 8 degrees, and the sky was gray.

"I miss you guys so much."

"I hope you are in heaven and doing well."

"Okay." Tan Xiao finished the last stroke, and the word Ji Ping on the ground was handsome and plain, exactly the same as what he had written thousands of times before.He calmly stood up, raised his foot to flatten the two words, the cold wind passed, Tan Xiao put his hands into the pockets of his overcoat, and cast a long and thin shadow by his side, "I will come to see you next time, goodbye."

He turned and left. He was neatly dressed under his coat, a black tailored suit, and the cemetery behind him was calm and serene.

The cold air seems to be blowing from the distant past, and the firm male voice that once echoed over the cemetery at dawn on a rainy night is now so blurred that words cannot be heard clearly.

Chilling wind.

Zhao Xu got out of the car and looked into the cemetery. He rubbed his palms with his breath. It was too cold. A good suit is nice, but it is not frost-resistant.

In the early morning, the fog was heavy, and the cemetery was shrouded in mist, and a figure came slowly from the depths of the fog.

"Director Tan." Zhao Xu opened the door of the rear compartment, and Tan Xiao hummed softly, got into the car, and said it was hard work.

Zhao Xu hurriedly said, "No, no."

Tan Xiao seems to be in a good mood, although the arc of the corners of his lips is not big, it is stronger than the previous few days.

Zhao Xu's heart, which had been anxious for a whole day, finally calmed down.

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

Zhao Xu turned the steering wheel, and Tan Xiao shook his head in the rearview mirror, saying, "Not yet."

Zhao Xu glanced at the time, and spoke cautiously, "There is a sunny breakfast nearby, shall I buy you some porridge and milk pad first?"

"Okay," Tan said with a smile, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes curved, "Thank you."

Zhao Xu drove off the overpass, and there was a large colorful sun umbrella at the gate of a community, and a simple iron car was placed under it, with the words "Sunshine Breakfast" written in yellow color glue on the body, surrounded by people.

Zhao Xu pulled over and stopped the car. The black business car was a bit conspicuous, "I'll go down to buy it, you wait for me in the car."

Tan Xiao: "Yes."

When Zhao Xu got into the car, he brought in a gust of cold air. He quickly closed the door with a bunch of white bags, and held them in front of Tan Xiao like offering treasures.

"There are lean meat porridge, chicken porridge, millet porridge, bean paste buns, meat buns and vermicelli buns, and zongzi finger cakes, pure milk, sweet milk, yogurt, soy milk. I'm afraid you are not used to it, I bought some of each type, you can try them all , See what you want to eat."

Tan Xiao took a lot of bags and couldn't laugh or cry, "Where can I eat so much, let's eat together."

Zhao Xu leaned out half of his body from between the driver's seat and the passenger seat, and placed the bags neatly next to him one by one.

"It's okay, you can eat it, I've eaten it. I'll take the rest of your food home and feed it to the stray cats and dogs in the community."

Tan Xiao was holding a plastic soft cup of soy milk and was poking the straw hard, and inserted it with a bang. The soy milk was very fragrant, and it floated out of the straw in no time. Tan Xiao quite liked it.

He took a sip through the straw, it was sweet, with the mellow aroma of beans, and it was delicious.

When the car drove to the radio station, Tan Xiao finished a red bean paste bun and meat dumpling, plus a cup of sweet soy milk.

He sorted out the rest, took it and got out of the car.Zhao Xu drove to stop.

"Good morning, Director Tan." An employee said hello.

Tan Xiaojun smiled and nodded with them.

In the past, he deliberately hid his voice in order not to expose his identity as a chatterbox. He was used to being able to keep silent as much as possible. Now that his identity was exposed, this habit was not over for a while.

Tan Xiao pushed open the office door, and unexpectedly Qian Yutong was inside.

Qian Yutong looked up at him and beckoned him to sit down.

Tan Xiao sat on the small sofa in the living room, and put a pile of steamed stuffed buns on the table, "Have breakfast?"

"It just so happened that I didn't have time to eat it." Qian Yutong flipped through the bag, grabbed a meat bun and stuffed it into his mouth, took a bite, a little disgusted, "Hey, it's cold."

"It's been 10 minutes since I bought it." Tan Xiao turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, "It's normal for it to be cold, why don't you warm it up."

Qian Yutong waved his hand, while disgusted, he ate a steamed stuffed bun in two or three mouthfuls, and drank another cup of sweet milk that was about to be cooled.

Shengsheng killed half of the food that Zhao Xu wanted to give to the stray cats and dogs in his community.

During the period, Tan Xiao boiled the water and was washing tea.

When hot boiling water is poured into the teacup, the fragrance of Biluochun rises, and the tea leaves are curled up and scattered, with distinct roots.

Qian Yutong's nose twitched, and it would be best to drink a cup of hot tea in the cold weather. He just started thinking, and started to get the cup, but was stopped by Tan Xiao.

"Wait." Tan smiled and filtered out the water cup by cup, "I can't drink it yet."

Qian Yutong stretched his neck and waited.

Tan Xiao went through the three procedures in an orderly manner. He touched the wall of the glass with the back of his hand, took a cup and blew on it, and took a sip. The unique clear tea spread on the tip of his tongue. Drinking a cup on a winter morning is very refreshing.

Tan Xiao closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"It's ready to drink." He put down his teacup, looked at Qian Yutong and said.

Qian Yutong felt that Tan Xiao had changed, but he couldn't tell what had changed.

temperament?Qian Yutong weighed his eyes, and quickly gave himself a negative answer.

Probably, it's the state of mind.

He especially remembered that Tan Xiao, who had just returned from the United States, seemed tense about something. Although he always looked indifferent to everything, he could feel some kind of inhuman sadness suppressed in his heart.And at this time, his state seems to be letting go of those repressed things, either erupting, or being relieved. The current Tan Xiao is really doing whatever he wants, and his every move is chic and happy.

It gives people a feeling of comfort and harmony from heart to body.

Just like Tan Xiao when he first entered college, cheerful and bright.

Brighter and warmer than the winter sun.

A gentleman is like an orchid, shining brightly.

This phrase suddenly popped up in Qian Yutong's mind. He felt that this phrase was almost tailor-made for Tan Xiao. This person is so perfect and so dazzling.

Qian Yutong swallowed, Tan Xiao glanced at him and pursed his lips into a smile. In an instant, it was like gorgeous fireworks going off at the same time, dazzling and dazzling, and a male voice like the sound of nature sounded at the same time, with a hint of smile.

"What? Doesn't taste good?"

Qian Yutong looked at Tan Xiao, and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north. Before he could speak, the sound of heavy objects falling came from the door.

Qian Yu was shocked, the voice interrupted his memory, and he subconsciously followed the prestige.

His younger brother Qian Yueqian stood at the door of the office, with long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the surprise that flashed across his young and handsome face was immediately covered up by disgust, and an overturned thermos was at his feet.

Tan Xiao put down his teacup, and gave Qian Yutong a questioning look.

Qian Yutong was about to introduce his playful brother to Tan Xiao, when his younger brother bent down to pick up the thermos, the first sentence he spoke made Qian Yutong wish he could put him back into his mother's womb.

"You are Tan Xiao." Qian Yueqian twisted the water glass in a daze, and turned it back and forth, with a mocking tone, "That dead gay who made a lot of noise?"

Qian Yutong glared at each other.

It was the first time for Tan Xiao to encounter such a disrespectful person in reality, raising his eyebrows.

"Why are you staring at me?" Qian Yueqian didn't care, leaning against the door frame, his slender legs crossed, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Hey, brother, you are the same kind, no wonder you have to invite him over." Qian Yueqian's eyes swiveled between Qian Yutong and Tan Xiao, the corners of his lips were hooked, but there was no trace of warmth in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and he said coldly: " Ugh, that's disgusting."

Qian Yutong picked up the teacup and was about to throw it at it, but Tan Xiao raised his hand to stop it.

"That's right." Tan Xiao held Qian Yutong down, smiling like a flower, "I'm that dead gay."

Qian Yueqian didn't know whether he was dumbfounded, or he didn't expect Tan Xiao's psychological quality to be so high, and he could face such words calmly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

Qian Yutong calmed down, patted the seat next to him with a bad face, turned his face and said with a smile to Tan: "I'm sorry, my brother, Qian Yueqian. The family is used to bad temper, if he is upset, he will beat him casually, and the company will reimburse all medical expenses .”

Qian Yueqian snorted with his nose, and reached out to grab the teacup.

Tan Xiao didn't stop him, and watched him finish the cup of tea with a smile.

"puff--"

Qian Yueqian frowned and spat out.

Qian Yutong said frantically: "Brave pen! What are you spraying?!"

Qian Yueqian pouted twice and stuck out his tongue, "What kind of tea are you! It's so bitter!"

Tan Xiao was still smiling, and he said slowly: "Second Master Qian has good eyesight, and he can get the essence as soon as he grabs it. The cup you drank just now is a collection of tea leaves from all the teacups on the table."

Qian Yueqian's face turned dark.

Qian Yutong laughed out loud.

The tea in that cup was poured by Tan Xiao when he made the tea just now. The leftover water from washing the tea was poured somewhere.

Qian Yueqian forcefully put the cup back on the table, his face turning blue and then pale, and cursed in French.

Qian Yu slapped him across the forehead, "Shut up!"

Tan Xiao glanced at him, picked up the cup in front of him, and drank it slowly.

Qian Yutong clenched his fist and coughed dryly twice, looked at Tan Xiao with some embarrassment, "Well, there is something..."

"Momojiji," Qian Yueqian interjected, "He wants to say that I will be the director in the future, and you can go back where you came from."

Qian Yutong: "Shut up!!"

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I miss you so much~~ Did you miss me!There are still some things to deal with tonight, don't wait if you don't update!Update at ten o'clock tomorrow night ~ Bi Xin ~