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Chapter 24 New Years
Chapter 24 New Years
The default temperature of the air conditioner in the car is high, and it is too hot to wear a coat, so Tan Zheng lowered it a few degrees.
All of Ren Zhaoyuan's actions, words and expressions revolved in his mind repeatedly.
Ren Zhaoyuan said, Happy New Year.
After driving for a short distance, Tan Zheng stepped on the brakes, sat in the seat for a while, still unable to calm down, opened the door and got out of the car.
It's not continuing to refuse, it's not denying and pushing away, it's Happy New Year!
The snow stopped, and there were only occasional patches of white that blew from nowhere.
Not denying is the possibility of consent, not denying is the acquiescence.
The road was covered with flat white, except for the rut that Tan Zheng drove through, there was no other trace.
Tan Zheng stepped on a few footprints beside the car, and then stepped on a sharp point in a moving direction, then followed the imaginary arc and stepped on a full heart.
Ren Zhaoyuan likes him!
Tan Zheng stomped his feet and stomped on the center of the heart, then crouched down and drew a circle beside him. He picked up the snow ball in the circle and threw it into a ball to the tree in the distance.
After the snowball hit, a white mist was scattered, leaving small pieces of snow stuck to the tree trunk.
Tan Zheng himself didn't notice how stretched the smile on his face was, it was different from every usual smile.
The sudden twists and turns and unexpected surprises filled my chest with emotions that were indescribable and urgently needed to be released.
Accidentally turned around and stopped, Tan Zheng saw a shadow in the window that was still lit.
It was Ren Zhaoyuan.
It's just that the curtains are down, and it's shadowy. I don't know if I happen to be doing something by the window or I'm looking out.
Tan Zheng watched for a while, then waved hesitantly over there, and returned to the car after waiting for a few seconds when there was no response.
Couldn't stop laughing again.
Who doesn't draw the curtains when looking out the window?
Fortunately didn't see it.
Tan Zheng let out a sigh of relief and reached out to pat his face.
So childish.
After adjusting the angle of the rear-view mirror, the figure in the window didn't move. Tan Zheng took out his mobile phone and took a photo, then swiped forward to find the sleeping face that Ren Zhaoyuan took during the infusion when he was sick in the Design Garden, and set it as his mobile phone. desktop.
After locking the screen and unlocking it for a while, Tan Zheng almost threw the phone out when Ren Zhaoyuan called.
"Hey...cough, Brother Zhaoyuan?"
"Is the car broken? Why haven't you left yet?"
Tan Zheng turned his head sharply and looked back. He moved too fast and heard a "click" in his cervical spine. He couldn't see anything before he remembered to look at the rearview mirror, and then pushed the door and got out of the car.
The curtains were opened a little, and Ren Zhaoyuan was standing in the center of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking this way.
"Really bad?"
"No, no," Tan Zheng finally pulled out some composure from the corner, "It's so late, are you still asleep?"
"I watched the news for a while and was about to go to sleep. I wanted to see if the snow had stopped, but I didn't expect you to be there."
"Stop," Tan Zheng replied, "ready to leave."
Ren Zhaoyuan was still standing there: "Drive slowly."
"Okay, I'll give you a message when I arrive, remember to mute it. Go to sleep, good night."
"Good night."
Tan Zheng glanced at him again, got back in the car and sent a message first.
【Happy New Year】
Ren Zhaoyuan did not reply.
This itself is what Tan Zheng replied to Ren Zhaoyuan.
He didn't reply to the news of his arrival at the airport. Tan Zheng guessed that he was asleep, so he edited a "good dream" and sent it.
They also sent messages before takeoff and when they landed home. They were brief and didn’t say much else.
Knowing that Tan Zheng came back in the early morning, the door of the house was not locked, so Tan Zheng let his hands and feet enter the door lightly, and when he came out of the shower, he ran into Tan's mother.
"Aren't you tired?"
"Mom? You're not tired," Tan Zheng chose the bathroom far from his parents' room to wash himself. He didn't expect to hear voices, "Is it disturbing you?"
"I woke up for about half an hour. When I got older, I felt less. At first I heard some noise and thought it was Tan Qing. Later, when I heard the sound of water, it was like taking a bath and I knew you were back."
Tan Zheng took a towel and wiped his hair: "Tan Qing was only separated by a wall and didn't hear."
"She slept better than a piglet," Tan mother said, looking at Tan Xuqing's room, and then asked Tan Zheng, "Are you hungry? I'll cook dumplings for you, and make new ones before going to bed."
"I'm not hungry, I'll take a nap."
"Then go to sleep."
"Aren't you going to sleep?"
Mother Tan waved: "I can't sleep, let's listen to the news for a while."
When Tan Zheng heard the word "news", the corners of his mouth curved slightly, nodded and went back to the room. He lifted the quilt and lay down, clicked on the dialog box with Ren Zhaoyuan, thought of Tan Xuqing's fancy chat background, searched how to set it, and changed the blank chat background to the same as the desktop wallpaper, without sending any more messages, holding the phone and falling asleep .
Not long after falling asleep, he was woken up by a series of English recitations with ridiculously bad pronunciation. Tan Zheng squinted and looked out of Da Liang's window, then turned his eyes to the closed bedroom door.
"Tan, Qing," Tan Zheng frowned and opened the unlocked door, taking away the source of evil from her hand, "I hired a fake foreign teacher for you?"
"Keep it true," Tan Xuqing took the book back with a smile, "It's time to pack up and eat, our mother tells you to sleep before you finish eating."
After washing up, he was no longer sleepy. Tan Zheng wiped his hands and looked at his mobile phone. The message list covered the screen with red dots. Unfortunately, Ren Zhaoyuan, who had slipped to the bottom, was quiet.
"You put Teacher Ren on top!"
Tan Zheng was startled by her and looked at her with a stern face.
"I didn't peek at it on purpose..." Tan Xuqing defended in a low voice, but he didn't believe it, so he asked confidently, "How are you and Teacher Ren? Parents are still waiting for you to bring them back."
"Did you tell your parents?"
"No - oops, you all went out alone for the night. I thought it must be close to ten, so I accidentally said something," Tan Xuqing measured the distance between her index finger and thumb, "a little bit."
Tan Zheng tapped on her forehead: "What kind of mess does a child have in his head?"
"Who's kid..." Tan Xuqing covered his forehead and followed Tan Zheng, "What's the matter? Can I call me brother next time I see Teacher Ren? Can I receive double red envelopes this year?"
"Stopping point," Tan Zheng was afraid that she would go to Ren Zhaoyuan to chat, so he could only explain patiently, "That time, Teacher Ren was sick and sent him to the hospital. Maybe it won't be a red envelope, don't make trouble for me."
Tan Xuqing pouted: "I can't make it.."
"What did you say?"
Tan Xuqing didn't expect Tan Zheng to leave and return, and agitated: "I said keep trying!"
Tan Zheng put the phone in front of her: "How to put it on the top?"
Tan Xuqing just clicked twice and took 1.5 seconds to complete the teaching task. By the way, he expressed his deep contempt: "As long as you can know about research, have you never tried to hold down and not let go?"
"I have nothing to do to research this."
Tan Xuqing rolled his eyes.
After rolling his eyes, he couldn't help but Baba ran up to ask for gossip.
It's a pity that her brother is a pure saw-billed gourd.
"Ah—" Tan Xuqing couldn't help but complain, "You are so annoying!"
Tan Zheng raised his hand and pressed the couplet, then turned to look at Tan Xuqing who had followed him all morning: "Who is bothering?"
"You!" Tan Xuqing couldn't ask anything, and he couldn't help anymore. He even hurt a few words while running, "I can't even say a good word, so it's no wonder that Teacher Ren doesn't treat you well!"
Tan Zheng gestured and raised his hand, and Tan Xuqing ran away to find his mother.
After posting, I took some photos from various angles, and chose a bright one to send to Ren Zhaoyuan: "Have you posted couplets?"
[Tan Qing complains that I can't say nice things, I can't make you happy, and I can't please you. 】
Ren Zhaoyuan replied after a while: [It has been posted];
Tan Zheng smiled and asked, "Are you busy now?"
【not busy】
Ren Zhaoyuan thought that Tan Zheng had something to say, but he didn't expect the message to pop up just after replying to Tan Zheng's video invitation.
They haven't contacted by video yet. Ren Zhaoyuan saw Tan Zheng on the screen of his mobile phone, and he felt a little inexplicable subtlety.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay," Tan Zheng shifted the angle of his phone and said, "Show you the couplet I wrote."
Ren Zhaoyuan said unexpectedly, "You wrote it?"
"Yes," Tan Zheng replaced the camera with the rear camera to show Ren Zhaoyuan, "I wrote only this one. This year, Tan Qing bought the couplet blessing, and when I started posting it, I found out that there was a room with a small door. The paper and the brush used in Tan Qing's calligraphy class, etc., so I did it myself."
"Have you studied too?"
Tan Zheng turned the camera back and said, "No, I've been practicing copybooks for a few years, but I can't see anything at home, so I can't take them out."
Ren Zhaoyuan didn't know if Tan Zheng was being self-effacing or telling the truth, but as a layman, it was neat, smooth, and powerful, and he had written well.
"It's good," Ren Zhaoyuan went back to the room to find the headphones, "it's not easy to practice and play for a few years."
"Calligraphy can be meditative, and when you are impatient, you will take it out to practice, and before you know it, it will take a long time." Tan Zheng smiled and shook his phone, "If Teacher Ren wants to learn, I can teach you, although it is half a bottle of vinegar, but it will lead you through the door. should be no problem."
Ren Zhaoyuan also smiled, and a burst of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside.
"Aren't you in S City?" Tan Zheng asked curiously, "Someone set off firecrackers?"
Ren Zhaoyuan leaned over to the window and looked out. Several boys were making trouble on the side of the road. Several aunties in dance suits were rehearsing in the square. The sound of firecrackers had turned into rhythmic music.
Tan Zheng probably understood, but Ren Zhaoyuan didn't explain much, and let Tan Zheng take a look.
"Too dedicated," Tan Zheng couldn't help but sigh, "I still have to perform on New Year's Eve."
"I heard that there is a New Year's Eve show here."
"No wonder, how many years have I been thinking about the ban on burning, but there are still people who dare to commit crimes against the wind."
Ren Zhaoyuan responded: "Well, it has been many years indeed."
When was a child, every family used firecrackers for the New Year's Eve to the first day of the first lunar new year. The noise made ears hurt. My grandmother would buy small fireworks made of white cotton thread and hang them in a circle on the iron wire for drying clothes. He would light the lead, and then He trotted back to his grandma and watched the little fireworks explode from west to east.
Ren Zhaoyuan mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect Tan Zheng to play it when he was a child.
"I didn't see it again later, and I thought it had been discontinued since I was a child."
Tan Zheng said that the first time he was able to keep his New Year's money when he was a child, he went to a small store to buy firecrackers, but he was sold a lot of money. kind.
Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing because of his vivid description: "Didn't your parents beat you?"
"No," Tan Zheng said, "At that time there was no Tan Qing, and I was still favored."
Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help but smile again.
Tan Zheng stared at the screen without blinking, before speaking after a while: "I can set off fireworks here, I'll show you at night."
When the video was turned on at night, Ren Zhaoyuan looked at Tan Zheng on the computer screen and no longer felt the subtle discomfort during the day.
got used to.
There was no building near behind Tan Zheng, and it looked like he was on the beach.
He sat in a slightly higher position, and the fireworks behind him were ignited one by one, and the fireworks that burned two or three meters brightly reflected on his face.
After watching quietly for a while, Ren Zhaoyuan asked, "Did you connect them with wires?"
Tan Zheng replied with a smile: "Mr. Ren is really smart."
Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and didn't reply to his joke.
After a long time, when the fireworks behind him weakened, there was a sound of pressing a lighter from Tan Zheng.
The camera was turned around, and several hand-held fireworks were gathered into a bunch by Tan Zheng and held in his hands, bursting with dazzling golden light.
"Make a wish."
Ren Zhaoyuan was startled: "Huh?"
Tan Zheng could not be seen on the screen, but he could only be heard laughing and urging: "Make a wish, this kind of thing will burn away soon."
Ren Zhaoyuan hadn't made a wish for a long time, as if making a wish had become the privilege of an innocent young man. He couldn't do anything for a while, and couldn't think of any wish to make, so he just said it with a smile.
"Then I'm here?"
"it is good."
The fireworks ignited halfway, constantly exploding the shape of snowflakes, one after another, like a small piece of bright golden snow.
Such snow seems to be beautiful.
"a new Year"
"I hope Ren Zhaoyuan is safe and sound."
Tan Zheng paused for a few seconds, smiled at Ren Zhaoyuan on the screen, and added softly: "I hope Tan Zheng gets what he wants."
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