Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

Tan Xiao zoomed in on a simple photo several times.

So much so that when he closed his eyes to rest, Tan Xiao still floated in front of his eyes.

Tan Jiping smiled.

Late at night, the night in Seattle seemed unbelievably quiet. Tan Jiping pressed the tablet to his chest and had a good night's sleep.

Three days.

Indulging for three days, coming to find Tan Xiao, it was his birthday present to himself.

Tan Jiping changed his clothes early in the morning, in black clothes, black trousers and a black hat, and squatted at the entrance of the radio station.

Tan Xiao lives in an apartment not far from the radio station. He goes to work at nine o'clock, and he only needs to walk there in 10 minutes.

Tan Jiping sat alone in a corner of the coffee shop opposite the radio station, silently searching the crowd for the figure that could catch his eye.

Tan Xiao doesn't like being late, he usually arrives half an hour before work time.

In order to be able to see Tan Xiao in the first place, Tan Jiping got up at seven o'clock, ran for 30 minutes after washing, took a shower again, and waited at the coffee shop facing the radio station office building on time at eight o'clock.

The weather forecast says it will rain today, but there is no sign of rain in the morning, the sky is turning white, and the whole city is lazy.

The lazy and handsome clerk yawned and asked Tan Jiping what he needed.

Tan Jiping ordered a cup of latte and a sandwich.

At 08:30, Tan Xiao really appeared.

His hairstyle today is different from what Tan Jiping saw on the tablet last night. He may have gotten up late today, so he didn't have time to get it done. The broken hair on his forehead hangs obediently, and it's that gentle and modest Tan Xiao again.

The suit has also been changed, the same calm color, but not so absolute black, it makes people feel warmer in such a cold morning.

Tan Jiping lowered the brim of his hat, his eyes followed Tan Xiao.

Tan Jiping did not expect that Tan Xiao would walk into this coffee shop and eat here.

The coffee shop is an ordinary private shop, decorated in a western classical style, with matching tables and chairs painted in dark brown, no chandeliers with messy colors, and the air conditioner is very comfortable. Eating and drinking coffee here is indeed a kind of enjoyment.

Tan Xiao obviously thinks so too, and often appears here.

He pushed open the door familiarly, his captivating peach blossom eyes bent, and the lazy clerk's eyes lit up, showing eight teeth, waved at the bar and greeted him.

"Hi! Good morning!"

"Morning," Tan Xiao said with a warm smile, "same as usual, thanks."

The clerk shook off the wipe, "My pieasure~"

Tan Xiao smiled at him, sat at the table near the bar, and took out his mobile phone to watch the news.

Tan Jiping sat at the corner by the window, he deliberately chose a hidden position, there was a hollow carved decorative partition door on the left front.If Tan Xiao didn't come over, he wouldn't be able to see him.

From the moment Tan Jiping heard Tan Xiao's words, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

He took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera, turned off the flash and sound, and secretly took pictures.

He didn't take pictures often, and he was not very good at taking pictures. He was extremely nervous in such a situation, and took more than a dozen pictures in a row. Tan Jiping looked at them, and they were either blurred or not good.

He frowned, dissatisfied with himself.

He touched the handsome and delicate Tan Xiao who was blurred by him in the photo, and was very jealous of the clerk who seemed to be familiar with him.

He can talk to Tan Xiao naturally, and Tan Xiao will not be stingy with his smile.

Tan Jiping switched the camera mode to video mode and smiled at Tan.

Tan Xiao quietly waited for his breakfast, tapping his fingers on the table in turn habitually.

There were not many customers in the store, and the clerk who smiled brightly came soon with Tan Xiao's breakfast.

"Mocha," the clerk blinked with one eye, and put a cup of steaming, fragrant coffee in front of Tan Xiao as if asking for credit, "nosugar~"

Tan Xiao turned off the phone, "thanks."

The clerk smiled and put down the vanilla mousse on the plate.

When other customers came, the clerk turned to greet them.

The coffee in front of Tan Jiping was already cold, and the sandwich was only half eaten.

He looked at the thing in front of Tan Xiao, sliding his Adam's apple.

Tan Xiao ate his breakfast without distraction, completely unaware that there was a person spying on him, and his every move was caught in that person's camera, which was preserved forever.

Tan Jiping knew that he was abnormal, but he didn't want to stop what he was doing now.

He missed Tan Xiao, and his heart ached.

This is his birthday present to himself.

Tan Jiping thought.

His birthday present to himself was indulgence.

During these three days, he didn't think about his mother, didn't think about betrayal, just kept quiet, to see if he was doing well, to see if he had changed. What he was most afraid of was that when Tan Xiao regretted it one day, Standing in front of him, he couldn't recognize him.

He will not disturb his current life, this is his only principle for indulging himself.

Tan Jiping felt that he was cheap, but he knew clearly that only when he was so cheap, and only when he gave up the layers of shackles that imprisoned him, could he see his sweetheart.

Longing is the original sin of all abnormal behaviors, as long as he thinks about Tan Xiao for a day, he can't control himself for a day.

The weather forecast is still very accurate. The sky is dark and the warm lights in the coffee shop are more attractive.

At [-]:[-], after Tan Xiao had finished eating, the rain showed no sign of stopping, but it was getting heavier and heavier.

He glanced at his watch, and then began to hesitate whether to ask someone to pick him up, or run over in the rain, when the clerk suddenly came over with an umbrella.

(Please switch to English version for the following dialogue...)

Tan Xiao smiled, "Send charcoal in the snow? Thank you."

The clerk stretched out a finger and shook it, and said in his mouth: "No, no, it's not me this time, I didn't bring an umbrella myself."

"Huh?" Tan Xiao took the umbrella, "Then what is this umbrella?"

"A gentleman with yellow skin and black hair asked me to give it to you." The clerk pulled out the chair and sat down, propping his chin with one hand, "I haven't seen it before. He's here for a trip. He seems to be Chinese too."

"He was sitting there just now." The clerk pointed to the seat where Tan Jiping was sitting just now, and winked at Tan Xiao, "He has been looking at you, I bet, he must have taken a fancy to you."

Tan Xiaoxiao smiled, not paying attention, he raised his hand and looked at the time again.

"Did he say he would come back?"

The clerk shook his head and said thoughtfully, "What? You've taken a fancy to him too? I haven't even met him in person, but he doesn't look bad..."

"It's so easy to fall in love with someone..." Tan Xiaoxiao sighed, "I want to thank you in person and give him my business card so that I can return his umbrella."

The clerk was busy now, and was happy to see if his guess just now was accurate.

By 55:[-], the person had not returned.

Tan Xiao asked the clerk for a pen and paper, wrote his name and phone number on it, and gave it to him.

"It seems that we can't wait any longer," Tan Xiao regretted slightly, "If he comes back, please help me to hand it over to him."

The clerk took the paper, folded it, and put it in the apron pocket, "Okay."

"Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

Tan thanked him with a smile, and walked into the rain under the borrowed umbrella.

It was raining heavily, and the umbrella protected him to reach the office building safely. Before he went in, he looked into the coffee shop again. The clerk was greeting the new arrivals. There was no one in the position he pointed to just now.

Forget it.

Tan Xiao closed the umbrella, turned around and stepped on the elevator.

Tan Jiping was drenched by the wind-blown rain. When he opened the door of the coffee shop, the clerk gave him a surprised look.

"I'm sorry," the clerk came over, handed him a pack of tissues, and said apologetically, "I thought you weren't coming back. I've already cleaned up the things on the table."

"It's okay." Tan Jiping wiped his face, and sat back in his seat, "The gentleman I gave him the umbrella just now, he ordered the same thing for me, thank you."

"What a coincidence, Mr. Tan just went out," the clerk took a note of paper, "he wants to thank you personally."

"I know." Tan Jiping said.

The clerk shrugged and went to the kitchen to order for him.

When he came out, he remembered the note written by Tan Xiao. He brought coffee and mousse to Tan Jiping, and put the note together on the table, "This is Mr. Tan's contact information."

Tan Jiping opened it, looked at it, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

The clerk was slightly surprised, "Don't you want to make a phone call? Mr. Tan is looking forward to it..."

Tan Jiping said: "Sorry, I can't speak English."

Shop clerk: "..."

The clerk saw that this strange gentleman was not going to share with him, and walked away tactfully.

Tan Jiping picked up half a piece of mousse with a fork. It was sweet, and things that were too sweet for him did not feel greasy now. He took a sip of coffee, and his tongue, which had been washed by the sweetness, could not taste the bitterness of the coffee.

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