Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

"Thirsty." Tan Xiao said suddenly.

Tan Jiping took a look at him and thought it was a fraud, but he still took his cup.

In the movement of holding water, Tan Jiping deliberately loosened his grip on his wrist, Tan Xiao really took the opportunity to slide down, broke out from between his arms, and lost control in an instant.

Tan Jiping didn't grab him again, and poured half a glass of water steadily.

Tan Xiao lowered his head to straighten his clothes, his eyelashes drooped, and there was still a blush on his cheeks that hadn't dissipated.

Tan Jiping patiently held half a glass of water, and taunted him after he finished arranging his clothes.

The corners of Tan Xiao's lips were half drawn, the irony was very obvious.

In the ten minutes just now, Tan Jiping was all kinds of careful, and he can probably guess the reason for all these carefulness.

"Where did the angry aura go?" Tan Xiao put his arms around his chest, "Dare to break into a private house, but dare not show the truth?"

Tan Jiping: "..."

it has started.

"Emotional Mr. Tan is a long-term watcher?" Tan Xiao's eyes were sharp, and his painting style suddenly changed, "You came to me with such a big fanfare to make such a show, is it because you lack a bed partner? Remember me?"

Tan Jiping sat down, "...No."

"What are you doing?" Tan Xiao said sharply.

"Fulfilling... the obligations of husband and wife..."

"What a fart!" Tan Xiao glared at him, "You can bluff Qian Yueqian with such words, stop talking nonsense with me!"

Tan Jiping frowned, and stretched out his hand to grab him, but Tan Xiao dodged it.

"No nonsense." Tan Jiping said, "No divorce, no signature."

"We made an oath to God," Tan Jiping looked at Tan Xiao, his eyes filled with a little light that traveled through the world, "We swear that from today on, we will have each other and support each other, whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, disease or Health is to love and cherish each other, until death do us part..."

The Danish sunlight shines through the sacred stained glass of the church, refracting colorful and mysterious light, which fills the small church with unspeakable happiness and satisfaction.

In front of Tan Xiao, Tan Jiping, who is dressed in black and white casual clothes, looks like a prince who came out of a fairy tale under the mysterious atmosphere.

He clings to Tan Xiao's hands, and his handsome eyebrows focus on the person in front of him.

Tan Xiao is dressed in the same style of casual attire, flip flops, and a straw hat with a large brim hanging behind him. His eyebrows are curved, and his peach blossom eyes are sparkling and moving.

The air is filled with the sound of cicadas, the breeze of the heat wave, and the earth mixed with the fragrance of green grass.

This is a wedding with no guests, just two people.

Even this church is just a humble church with only one priest in a small Danish village.

"...Thank God for giving me the right to bless the couple," the priest who was temporarily pulled over as a witness put his hand on the Bible, and he said earnestly, "Now, please be true to your heart and answer my questions honestly."

"Mr. Tan Jiping, you are willing to admit and accept Mr. Tan Xiao as your closest family member, whether in good times or bad times, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, you will love him unreservedly and be loyal to him until forever?"

"I am willing." The low-alcohol male voice said firmly.

The priest looked at Tan Xiao, and Xiao Mu said: "Mr. Tan Xiao, are you willing to admit and accept Mr. Tan Jiping as your closest family member, no matter in good times or bad times, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, you will never be in trouble." Love him unreservedly and be faithful to him forever?"

"I am willing." The voice as soft and sweet as a clear spring resounded loudly.

Tan Jiping squeezed Tan Xiao's hand, and Tan Xiao held him back.

The priest nodded.

"Now, please swear to me..."

Tan Xiao and Tan Jiping looked at each other and repeated word by word under God's gaze:

"I would like Tan Jiping (Tan Xiao) to be my lover, to have and support each other from today, whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, sick or healthy, love and cherish each other until death to separate us."

"Please remember the vows you made before God today, children, God will bless those who love each other." The priest said kindly, "Now, you can exchange rings."

Tan Jiping took out two men's rings that were custom-made in China from his pocket, put one of them on Tan Xiao's left ring finger, and imprinted a kiss on the back of Tan Xiao's hand reverently.

Tan Xiao picked up another ring and put it on the ring finger of Tan Jiping's left hand lightly, his eyes were moist.

They got their certificates in Denmark. In order not to irritate Ding Mengqing, they did not hold their wedding in public.

Danish honeymoon, walking in the countryside, passing by here, hearing the villagers passing by say that this is the first choice for girls nearby to get married, Tan Xiao suddenly wanted to come in and have a sit.

Tan Jiping excitedly invited the priest to preside over their simple wedding, and enjoyed it from beginning to end.

After the rings were exchanged, the priest said again: "Now, the groom can kiss the groom."

Tan Xiao smiled, a shadow cast on his face, the two interlocked their fingers, Tan Jiping leaned over slightly, and kissed him.

The priest left quietly, leaving the two inseparable newcomers in the church to enjoy their sweet time.

Never let go of my hand.

I will never let go of your hand.

I love you, Mr. Tan.

Mr Tan, I love you.

The solemn church bell rang three times, and the birds on the roof flapped their wings and flew towards the sky with overheard words of love.

The first year after Tan Xiao left.

On the night of the wedding anniversary, Tan Jiping got drunk.

He messed up the drinking game and insisted on going home.

Meng Lin sent him back to the duplex building that he later moved out of. Tan Jiping stood at the door and refused to go in, murmuring wrong, wrong, this is not his home.

Meng Lin sent him to the house that Tan's father gave Ding Mengqing before. Tan Jiping looked at it twice with drunken eyes, then suddenly squatted down, hugged his head in a collapsed state, and said that he was lost and couldn't find his home. Tan Xiao came back to look for him. What to do if you don't know him.

Meng Lin persuaded him twice, but he couldn't hold him back, so he asked two security guards to push him back into the car together.

Tan Xiao and Tan Jiping have their own nest, which is 10 minutes away from the company by car. It is a building with a large balcony facing the sun. The flowers and plants that the two of them planted together are still in good condition because of the careful care of the part-time workers.

It's just that there is no casual owner, and their branches and leaves are all pruned in the same way.

Tan Jiping first turned on all the lights in the house, then squatted in a corner and rummaged, and finally found the small watering pot.

Then began the trip from the bathroom to the balcony to water the flowers.

"Mr. Tan, don't water it," Meng Lin said, it was late at night, and he still couldn't sleep.

Tan Jiping didn't hear it, his eyes were red, and he stubbornly took a small pot to water the flowers and fixed the soil with a fertilizing shovel.

"Xiaoxiao can't sleep well," Tan Jiping stuck out his tongue, "The fragrance of flowers helps you sleep... You can't die... You can't die... You all be good, let's wait for Xiaoxiao to go home together..."

"Wait for Xiaoxiao to go home..."

"He'll be back...he's coming soon..."

"Come back soon...you come back, I don't blame you..."

"Why haven't you come back..."

Tan Jiping threw the water bottle and squatted on the ground, looking at the stars in the night sky like a sculpture.

Meng Lin sighed, Tan Jiping's situation made him afraid to leave for the time being.

It rained suddenly, and big raindrops fell from the sky. Accompanied by the wind, it hit people very painfully.

"Mr. Tan!" Meng Lin went to pull Tan Jiping to sit on the balcony, "It's raining! Come in!"

Tan Jiping raised his head blankly, "Is it raining?"

"It's raining!" Menglin shouted.

Tan Jiping stood up abruptly, Meng Lin thought he was about to enter the house, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and saw him take off his coat and cover it on the flowers and plants.

"I can't die." He leaned over and gathered several pots of roses together to protect them from the rain, but found that the other pots could not be blocked, so he ran to cover those pots again. Said, "I can't die... I can't die!"

Meng Lin was really speechless, braving the rain to close the window on the balcony.

The sound of raindrops falling is isolated from the outside, and the wind and rain outside make the room more harmonious and quiet.

Tan Jiping still maintained that posture stupidly.

Meng Lin wiped his face, "Mr. Tan, it's no longer raining."

Tan Jiping didn't respond.

Meng Lin went over to push him, "Mr. Tan, it's not raining——Mr. Tan, why are you..."

Cried?

Tan Jiping stood up slowly, not crooked, and his walking posture was so normal that Meng Lin almost suspected that he was sober.

Monlin followed carefully.

Tan Jiping went upstairs.

"He won't come back." He stood in front of the study and said, "He doesn't want me anymore."

"He doesn't want this home anymore."

Monlin didn't know what to say.

Tan Jiping walked into the study with his whole body wet, and there were a series of shoe prints, stepping on the carpet he and Tan Xiao picked together.

Menglin hesitated for a moment, but did not follow up.

Tan Jiping opened the first drawer on the right under the desk, took out a black folder with a calm face, opened it, and inside were two divorce agreements signed by Tan Xiao.

The agreement is not thick, just two thin sheets of paper, signed names, can easily cut off all connections between two people.

Tan Jiping read it again.

Read it again.

Then he picked up the pen, and the tip of the pen stopped on the column where he agreed to sign.

Menglin watched nervously.

Tan Jiping held the pen, approaching, leaving, approaching, leaving.

It never fell.

In the living room on the first floor, the wall clock brought by Tan Xiaotao rang three times in the last three seconds.

24 o'clock exactly.

Tan Jiping threw the pen violently and slid to the ground holding the folder tightly.

"Love and cherish each other in good or bad, rich or poor, sick or healthy..."

Tan Jiping shook his voice.

"...until death, do us part..."

"I will never let go of your hand...why did you abandon me, why did you break your oath..."

Tan Jiping curled up under the desk wetly, holding the divorce agreement and refused to let go, for fear that someone would snatch the signature, forgetting that anyone else's signature would be invalid except for himself.

Meng Lin tried to drag Tan Jiping out, but Tan Jiping was dead, and Meng Lin couldn't drag him out for a long time. He heard Tan Jiping vaguely question a lot, confess a lot, and finally heard a very clear sentence , and then Tan Jiping fell into a complete coma.

Tan Jiping said:

"I hate you."

Tan Jiping was drunk all day.

When he drove past the balcony smelling of flowers the next day, he saw the lights on inside. At that moment, Tan Jiping's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He parked the car casually downstairs, and the security guard chased him and shouted, "Hey! No parking there!"

Tan Jiping turned a deaf ear and rushed into the building. The elevator came down from the fifteenth floor. Tan Jiping couldn't make it in time. He rushed up to the sixth floor and opened the door impatiently.

He is back.

He is back!

Tan Jiping couldn't restrain this thought, joy broke through all the constraints and occupied his thoughts.

He looked around quickly, and ran straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

A room with warm lights.

Panting heavily, Tan Jiping pulled down the doorknob and opened the door, his smile froze on his face before he could raise it, and the corners of his mouth sank slowly.

The room was empty without anyone.

He remembered that it was the light he forgot to turn off when he left last night.

No one else will turn on this light but him.

He looked at the empty room, and stayed from loss to indifference.

He closed the door, and no one came here since.

The flowers are all blooming.

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The word _this_phase_love each other was actually uttered...