Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

On Tan Xiao's fourth birthday after leaving, like the previous two, he told Meng Lin three days in advance and flew directly to the United States.

With the experience of the previous two times, Tan Jiping can be said to be familiar with the road this time. The professional camera is too conspicuous. The last time he took a sneak shot, Tan Xiao almost found out that he didn't have a camera this time, and bought a camera phone.

In March 2017, Seattle was extremely cold. The cold wind wrapped in a harsh wind, and it hurt people's faces. There were not many people on the street.

Tan Jiping never went to that coffee shop again, he has a new base - the Japanese grocery store diagonally opposite to the coffee shop.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Tan Jiping was here on time.

This Japanese restaurant has a special breakfast, and it opens very early. The owner is a new immigrant from the United States and a native of Tokyo, Japan. He has opened this store for three years, and today is the third anniversary of the opening of the store.

The boss woke up early, saw Tan Jiping coming in, wiped his hands behind the cooking counter, and said with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Tan."

It's been very cold these days, there are not many people on the street, and the restaurant is also deserted.

Tan Jiping's face was numb from the wind, and he greeted the boss with a stiff face.

"morning."

"New package for celebration, try it?"

"En." Tan Jiping whispered, and sat down in his old seat.

Most Americans are not used to squatting, and the boss does not make traditional Japanese food, and there are stools in the store.

Tan Jiping is afraid of heat and cold, this weather is just right for him, not too cold, he still wears his usual iron gray suit.

The clothes are formal and the expression is solemn.

His momentum and temperament make it difficult for people to associate him with the voyeur and voyeur.

The boss likes such customers, who don't ask the price or whether the goods are good or bad, and Tan Jiping has a special fate for his shop. He has a good impression of Tan Jiping, a young man.

Although he only comes three days a year.

The boss made a cup of tea and served it in a bamboo cup with a smile on his face.

"My friend brought the tea from China, try it, to drive away the cold."

Tan Jiping took a sip from the teacup with one hand, twisted his thick eyebrows, he couldn't drink the tea, but it was very bitter.

The tea made by Tan Xiao is always fragrant, and also has a bitter taste, but it is light, which does not affect the tea fragrance or taste, and complements the taste of the tea itself, as if left on purpose. Bitter taste.

Tan Jiping doesn't have the habit of drinking tea, but Tan Xiao likes to drink tea. He often has a cup or two when making tea, which refreshes his temper.

Tan Jiping was grinding the teacup, and drank the cup of bitter tea with downcast eyes in one gulp.

"Thank you."

Seeing that he drank crisply, the boss smiled and said, "How does it taste? Is it good?"

Tan Jiping said truthfully: "It's bitter, it's not good to drink."

boss:"……"

"...I'm going to prepare the dishes."

Tan Jiping nodded and looked into the distance.

Tan Xiao didn't know what happened today, not only did he not arrive half an hour early, but he was also half an hour late.

Tan Xiao was listless, his face was pale, his nose was pink, his smooth black hair fluttered in the wind, his head was lowered, and he was very listless.

I got sick?

Going to work when you're sick?

Tan Jiping thumped the table vigorously, and an unknown fire came out all at once.

His sudden movement startled the boss. The boss stood up and glanced at him. He didn't see anything wrong, and he was completely bewildered.

Tan Xiao was indeed ill. The weather that was already warm suddenly turned cold. He caught a cold yesterday, with a stuffy nose, insomnia, and a headache.

He stopped before entering the gate of the radio station, and suddenly looked towards Tan Jiping.

Tan Jiping took a step backwards before him, avoiding Tan Xiao's sight.

Tan Xiao blinked weakly, and closed his beautiful eyes full of disappointment.

Always felt like he was watching him.

He smiled ironically and dragged his tired body into the radio station.

With just one glance, Tan Jiping's heartbeat stalled, and when he looked again, Tan Xiao's figure had disappeared.

Out of sight again.

Tan Jiping was indescribably disappointed.

A person travels far and has his purpose. Tan Jiping's purpose is Tan Xiao. Whether Tan Xiao appears or not is very important to him.

This side is his year's thoughts, the vent of his year's frenzy of thoughts.

He rubbed his fingers, and couldn't help thinking, what if he didn't avoid the look just now, but let Tan Xiao find him and see him?

Will he come over to eat with him and say happy birthday to him?

meeting.

Tan Jiping knew.

When Tan Xiao saw him, he would never turn a blind eye.

Tan Jiping is clear that whether he sees or doesn't see him is in his own hands.

He looked at the empty entrance of the radio station, imagining how Tan Xiao's peach blossom eyes slightly curved when he said happy birthday to him.

four years ago.

Tan Jiping raised his palm to press his heart, and turned his gaze to the sky, as if he was asking someone in that posture.

The boss looked at it for a long time, and the fish was burnt. In the end, Tan Jiping moved his mouth and said two words, but he didn't understand.

It was already noon when Tan Xiao went downstairs again. Tan Jiping ate half of the special treat and confessed that he didn't like it. The boss: "..."

It was the same coffee shop, the same handsome clerk, he frowned, and touched Tan Xiao's forehead with a slightly worried expression, Tan Xiao pushed his hand away, and coughed lightly twice.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it is raining, and the flags hanging above the Japanese grocery store are fluttering.

It's not a good day.

Maybe it's not the right day to meet.

Tan Jiping thought countless times afterwards that if he hadn't had that thought that day, he wouldn't have seen Tan Xiao and his new boyfriend.He also wouldn't speak coldly to Tan Xiao after he returned to China, wasting time for nothing, causing the two of them to suffer so much.

"Boy friend?"

Tan Xiao showed a surprised expression. He looked at the people in the photo, and a few strange images flashed through his mind. There was a prickly pain in his temple, and Tan Xiao suddenly slid down the chair weakly.

"Smile!"

Tan Jiping was shocked, and threw away all the sad photos. He couldn't help but picked up Tan Xiao and rushed out of the office.

Tan Xiao originally thought that the pain would be just as it was just now, and then he would be fine, but he didn't expect it to get worse.

Meng Lin stayed in the secretary's office well, but when Tan Jiping yelled fiercely, he immediately grabbed the car keys and ran wildly with Tan Jiping.

Tan Xiao hugged his head and whispered □□□, his forehead was covered with cold sweat from the pain.

"Xiaoxiao," Tan Jiping hugged Tan Xiao, kissed him non-stop, pressed his hand on his head slightly to relieve his pain, "I'm going to the hospital soon, I'll be fine soon, hold on baby, hold on a little longer. "

Tan Xiao had a splitting headache, countless voices chattered in his mind, and countless shadows alternated rapidly, too fast!It's noisy!

"Don't make noise... ah..." Tan laughed and cried, "Shut up!"

Tan Jiping: "..."

Meng Lin: "..." silently turned off the default navigation.

Tan Jiping nervously looked at Tan Xiao who had never even opened his eyes, and held his hand tightly.

Tan Xiao still kept on groaning.

_It's urgent, Mr. Tan, it's too late!

_Sign it!In case something goes wrong, we will explain it to President Tan!I believe Mr. Tan will also understand your decision!Sign it, only you are qualified to sign this agreement, Madam Ding... Madam Ding's life is now in your hands!

_Auntie is suffering when she is alive, and Auntie doesn't want to suffer anymore.

_Auntie has never gambled in her life, but today, Auntie wants to make a bet with you.

_I can't last much longer... Why don't you take this life and make a bet with you.God...if...if I stay alive, you...there is absolutely no divorce, no matter.

_Good boy, promise Auntie... ok?

Tan Xiao opened his eyes suddenly, but there was no reflection in his eyes, and said dully: "Okay."

The author has something to say:

Last night's leave notice on Weibo was not sent out 〒_〒... The stupid author really can't stand his update speed, continue to update tomorrow, try to finish the update every day, as before, don't update after 10 pm Wait, update in the middle of the night, thank you little angels who haven't given up yet (Are you moved~~)