Chapter 69 Meeting

Chapter 69 Meeting

It is strange that people can remember a voice for more than ten years.

And this voice has only appeared for one day in his life, no, only for half an hour.

Obviously after the first one or two years, after he worked hard to get out, the dream of repeatedly replaying the half-hour content was no longer there.

- "Hello, is this Ren Zhaoyuan?"

Just a word.

But he can still tell the difference at the first time through the phone.

People always want what they can't get.

The more you know you're doomed, the more cravings erode Ziman.

Even if the appearance of being flat is covered in self-hypnosis day after year, the subsidence below the ground becomes deeper and deeper with time, and one day a stone falls from the sky, in the center of the red heart.

Wow.

Withered leaves and thin soil easily collapsed, and a huge vacancy suddenly appeared.

The setting sun did not subside and was fiery, and it shone on Ren Zhaoyuan, producing a layer of sweat.

Mom asked him where he lives now, but it was not convenient for him to come to meet him.

Ren Zhaoyuan came back quickly, the car did not enter the garage, but was on the side of the road.

He is obviously not in his early twenties, and he has come to the present step by step, but when his parents really appear in his sight, at the age of 33, it seems that he is not better than before.

"Dad, Mom."

Much has changed, his voice is smooth, his manners are decent, his eyes aren't burning, he's not looking forward to them, and he doesn't make them feel guilty or uncomfortable.

"No need to change shoes," Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and gestured to the sofa in the living room, "Sit here, I'll go make tea."

"Let's go after a few words, don't bother."

Ren Zhaoyuan nodded lightly, always smiling politely: "Then let's clear water."

The two cups of warm water were taken by both hands as thanks, and just as he was about to say something, an electronic sound came from the door that the lock was successfully unlocked.

Tan Zheng entered the door and saw Qi Qi paused at the three people who were looking at him. Ren Zhaoyuan didn't send him a message. He thought he was going to have dinner at his uncle's house, so he came back without asking more.

Only when saw the car outside did know that Ren Zhaoyuan was at home.

Ren Zhaoyuan's skin was red from being tanned by the sun for a long time, and he didn't know when he had been in the sun for a long time. My lips are a little dry due to lack of water.

The other two, about sixty years old, have neat hair on the temples, neatly dressed, and wear similar bronze-rimmed glasses.

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyebrows and eyes are like his mother's, and his bones are like his father's.

However, the eyebrows are thicker and the bones are better.

There is no need for Ren Zhaoyuan to introduce anything more.

Apart from the similarities in their faces, the indescribable temperament of the two of them matched exactly what Ren Zhaoyuan had told him.

A person's temperament is a mysterious and practical thing. Appearance and clothing can only be increased or decreased. Only the accumulation of years and daily trivialities can build up the characteristics of a person's bones.

At first glance, they are intellectuals who are academically knowledgeable and unsullied.

"This is my love, Tan Zheng," Ren Zhaoyuan said to Tan Zheng before he sat down, "this is my parents."

Ren Zhaoyuan's parents got up and greeted Tan Zheng at the same time. Tan Zheng didn't care about changing his shoes, so he strode over and reached out to shake hands with them one by one: "Hello uncle, hello aunt, I'm Tan Zheng."

"You guys," Ren asked, knowing that same-sex marriage has been legal for a long time now, "are you married?"

Ren Zhaoyuan said, "Not yet."

Tan Zhengxin brought a glass of water over and placed it in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, and sat down beside him.

Father Ren hesitated for a few seconds, didn't say anything to make Tan Zheng avoid, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and went straight to the topic: "We came here because someone went to great lengths to find us two some time ago, and many units heard about it. We received the news, and the person who came to us left the name and contact information. The young man who sent the message searched the Internet and said that this person used to be you..”

Father Ren doesn't feel much about same-sex marriage. He is neither happy nor conflicted, but it is still difficult for him to say that one man is the husband of another man.

"Yes, I divorced him," Ren Zhaoyuan subconsciously thought of the discussions and rumors that continued to this day after hearing a few words on the Internet, "He did something to betray the marriage, I officially divorced last year, and this year I was with Tan Zheng. together."

Ren's mother said: "He has been looking for us for a while, which has alarmed many people. It is inconvenient for us to contact him directly, guessing that he may be looking for us because of you. It happened that I had time to come to S City this time, so I wanted to ask who was looking for us. reason."

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyelashes dropped for half a second, but his expression did not change: "Maybe he misunderstood that I wanted to find you, sorry for causing trouble to you, I will contact him as soon as possible to stop."

"That's good," Ren's father's eyebrows were deeply imprinted by the tightening of the eyebrows for many years, even if his expression was normal, he showed some serious meaning, "The number given to you can always be connected, and if you encounter problems that cannot be solved and require our help, you can Phone message. Do you still have it?"

Ren Zhaoyuan said, "Exist."

"Okay, if there's nothing else, we won't bother anymore."

When sending them out, Ren's parents and Ren's mother said to them "stay behind" outside the door, but Ren Zhaoyuan did not send them any more, but stood inside the door and said "goodbye" with a slight smile.

After he couldn't see his back, Ren Zhaoyuan closed the door, and when he looked back, he saw Tan Zheng smiling: "I said in the morning that I was in a hurry to see my in-laws, but I will see you in the afternoon."

Tan Zheng took a step forward and wrapped him tightly into his arms and hugged him. After being silent for a while, he sighed and said, "Don't laugh."

"It's alright," Ren Zhaoyuan patted Tan Zheng, "You're hugging too tightly, it's a little boring."

Tan Zheng did not relax.

"It's really okay, it's not the first time I've seen them, so I know."

Tan Zheng didn't believe it.

He didn't believe a word.

Ren Zhaoyuan has always behaved indifferently, and his words, deeds, and actions seem to be more natural than he cares.

But in Tan Zheng's eyes, there are all traces that do not need to be carefully checked.

Just talking about the divorce, why did Ren Zhaoyuan explain it in front of anyone?

Not even when rumors were made, because Tan Zheng made a statement that put Tan Zheng first.

But the parent and mother just didn't ask, or even mention it directly.

And Ren Zhaoyuan explained, but they didn't care.

Ren Zhaoyuan is only afraid of being misunderstood by them, and they don't care if Ren Zhaoyuan is divorced or why, nor do they care that Ren Zhaoyuan has been betrayed.

Even before leaving, the symbolic words of concern were not left behind.

"I need to call and ask..."

"Shh, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's resolved an hour later," Tan Zheng kissed his wet lips, "Leave it all to me, I'll take care of it."

Ren Zhaoyuan no longer spoke or moved.

Tan Zheng stroked his back, kissed his eyes lightly and tightly, kissed him, and touched a little dampness.

Like standing in the fog for too long, the eyelashes are soaked in a hazy clammy cold.

He clearly did not shed tears, but Tan Zheng returned to the night of heavy snow in a trance, and was smashed by Ren Zhaoyuan's tears into endless astringency and pain.

"It's okay to cry for a while," Tan Zheng held his face in his palm, and rubbed the end of his eyes with his thumb, "As you said, adults can cry too."

"I really didn't want to cry," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled, and then slowly faded under Tan Zheng's gaze, his eyelashes trembled slightly with his breathing, "I just..."

Many pictures passed in a hurry, and different voices were intertwined.

The scene just now, the figure on the side of the road, the golden toad in the car, the nearby doll, the ward in the hospital, the high platform at the corner, the cafe in the private room, the colorful birthday party...

He just thinks it's a little unfair.

Just a little.

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