Chapter 33 Sugar

Ren Zhaoyuan was arranged at the table to wait for breakfast to be served, and was not allowed to help or move around. This time, there are many ingredients in the refrigerator, so Tan Zheng made a table with meat and vegetables, eggs, milk and meat.

"So rich."

"Try it and see," Tan Zheng sat down opposite Ren Zhaoyuan, "This is the first time I've made an egg roll, I don't know if it's good or not."

If remember correctly, Ren Zhaoyuan only mentioned it once, saying that the egg rolls in the breakfast ordered by Tan Zheng once were tender and not greasy, and they were delicious.

"thanks."

"Just don't get mad at me," Tan Zheng said. "If you don't get angry, I'll think of other ways to make amends."

Ren Zhaoyuan finally put aside what he did yesterday: "Trick me?"

"No, I really want to make amends," Tan Zheng felt terrified when he thought of Ren Zhaoyuan falling down the stairs, and he couldn't hide his self-blame and guilt. "I didn't expect to scare you like this."

"Do not blame you."

Ren Zhaoyuan hesitated for two seconds, but told him the whole story that could be easily taken over.

"When I was a child, I lived with my grandmother. One winter she fell down in the front yard at night. When I woke up, she was lying in the snow and couldn't be rescued. I saw you lying in the snow yesterday and thought too much. So overreacting is not your problem."

Tan Zheng's heart felt as if a sharp metal had been slashed through it, and he felt a lot of pain, and then there were dense cherishes and fears.

"sorry……"

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled lightly: "I said it's not you, why are you still apologizing?"

Tan Zheng didn't say any more words of apology. He was quiet for a few seconds and asked him, "Do you not like snow? Does snow make you uncomfortable?"

He remembered the heavy snowfall a year ago, when Ren Zhaoyuan came back in a bad state. He thought it was because of his meeting with Zhao Yuanqing, but at that time Ren Zhaoyuan said no.

Yesterday in the car, he heard the radio saying that it was going to snow, causing a conversation. When Ren Zhaoyuan turned out the window, his mood seemed to get worse in an instant.

Ren Zhaoyuan did not expect Tan Zheng to ask such a question.

In fact, he was deliberately avoiding his objection to Xuetian, and he never mentioned it to anyone.

It sounds ridiculous for a big man to say that he hates snow to the point of being uncomfortable, and he doesn't want to go back to the root cause to explain it.

Besides, there should be few people who will hear the other party say a sad thing that happened in the snow, which means that the other party doesn't like snow.

Although surprised, Ren Zhaoyuan nodded and admitted: "Yes, it's a bit more severe than what everyone often says they don't like."

When he said this, Tan Zheng knew that it was not just serious.

"This spring should be all snow," Tan Zheng looked at the recent weather and temperature. "Next time it snows, I will remind you that you can go to other cities to play for a few days."

Tan Zheng suggested so seriously as if dealing with important matters, but Ren Zhaoyuan was at a loss for words: "No.. You can't hide forever."

"Why can't you, of course you have to avoid things that make you uncomfortable."

"Because, I will feel too cowardly, I don't want to be affected by the weather all the time, I want to overcome this abnormal psychology."

Tan Zheng said calmly, "I don't think there is anything abnormal."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him and listened to him quietly.

"When children are ignorant, they know to spit out unpalatable things. People are born to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, not cowardice."

"It's normal to be affected by things you don't like. Just like durian, people who like it may not help drooling, and people who hate it may feel nauseated. This can't be controlled. Everyone's likes and dislikes are different. Of course things will react differently."

"There are so many things that have to be done. Of course, the non-essential things are the most important thing for comfort. Can you deal with embarrassing yourself? Why not?"

He took it so seriously, and narrated it so lightly, as if he stretched out a finger and pushed away the small stone stuck in the narrow mouth.

Ren Zhaoyuan felt much relieved, joking while stacking his dishes: "I thought you were going to say something about conscious psychology or law analysis, but I didn't expect Mr. Tan to be so down-to-earth and tell me about durian."

"Ah," Tan Zheng also smiled, "exposed."

Ren Zhaoyuan thought that someone sent durians to the design garden before, someone opened one to eat and was bombarded, and several boxes were loaded into the car for two people who liked to eat and brought home.

"Do you like to eat durian?"

He listened to Ren Zhaoyuan talk about his long-term private affairs, said his truest thoughts in his heart, and wondered if he liked a certain kind of fruit. Tan Zheng felt the itch in his heart like being swept by a feather. He wanted to hug someone into his arms and rub it, but he didn't dare, so he could only answer honestly.

"I haven't eaten it, I've never wanted to try it, but Tan Qing likes it." Tan Zheng obviously paused after saying this, took his phone to look at it and turned it off, "I almost forgot about her, she probably hasn't woken up yet."

"She's at home by herself?"

"Well," Tan Zheng took the dishes to the kitchen, "I changed the password when I went out, it's fine."

Ren Zhaoyuan followed the rest to the kitchen, and was taken over to sit on the sofa within two steps.

"It's not that serious," Ren Zhaoyuan said helplessly, "it's not that I can't walk anymore."

"Be careful, I'll put it in the dishwasher and come out right away."

Ren Zhaoyuan shook his head gently, intending to look at the information and remembered that the phone was still upstairs, but he didn't go upstairs by himself when Tan Zheng was nervous, waiting for Tan Zheng to come out of the kitchen and asked him to help get it.

"There are some works in the design exhibition that I want to chat with the teacher. I want to go to the teacher's house again. Do you have time in the afternoon?"

"Yes, I'll go to the company in a while and come here at noon."

"Don't go back to see Tan Qing?"

"When she wakes me up and asks the assistant to go there, she's going to go to a meeting and go shopping, just have someone to accompany her."

Ren Zhaoyuan replied to the teacher's message, and then looked up to see that Tan Zheng was a little different from just now: "What's wrong?"

Tan Zheng looked at him with a slight tendency to lower his brows: "Didn't you say you shouldn't drink?"

Ren Zhaoyuan blinked, only to realize that there were still wine bottles and glasses on the balcony upstairs.

Careless.

"Just one drink."

"That's whisky." Tan Zheng looked at it, it was 46 degrees.

The glass next to him could not be wrapped with one hand, who knows how much Ren Zhaoyuan said was poured.

Ren Zhaoyuan was accused of being a little guilty, and promised, "I won't drink it in the future."

Tan Zheng insisted, "I said the same thing last time."

This is really...

Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to laugh a little for no reason.

Not to mention the rapid adaptation of today's young people after establishing a relationship, do the benefits all drop so quickly?

Just coaxed into the hands and educated?

The slander returned to the slander, Ren Zhaoyuan knew that Tan Zheng was nervous, so he tried to explain and improve the credibility of his words.

"I couldn't hold back when I was in a bad mood last night," Ren Zhaoyuan said again, a bit simple. "Because I felt bad for rejecting you, I drank it, but I won't drink it in the future. I'll drink it when you approve it, okay?"

Tan Zhengren seemed to freeze, and it took a while to answer dryly: "...OK."

When went to the teacher's house this time, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't ask Tan Zheng to prepare gifts, but brought two boxes of persimmons that Tan Zheng brought to Ren Zhaoyuan from home, bought some fruit and went.

After chatting all afternoon, stayed at the teacher's house for dinner. The middle teacher let Ren Zhaoyuan mention Tan Xuqing, worried about her eating problems. Tan Zheng made a video. Tan Xuqing was eating lobster hot pot with Clear and his assistant there.

When Tan Xuqing wanted to be sweet, she could call people into a flower through the screen. After hanging up the video, the teacher and wife laughed and said about her, and asked if Tan Xuqing was also interested in jewelry design when she came to the Design Garden a few years ago.

"Yes," Tan Zheng replied, "I have always liked to read related books and videos, and I am very happy to be in the Design Park."

Ren Zhaoyuan said: "Actually, I think she is more interested in jewelry itself than design."

Tan Zheng turned to look at him, and Ren Zhaoyuan explained the basis one by one.

In fact, Ren Zhaoyuan had thought about chatting with Tan Zheng earlier, but Tan Xuqing was not in a hurry to choose a school after all. It would be better for her to find out for herself than to be told by others.

The teacher has a good opinion of the children who are willing to learn, so they chatted with Tan Xuqing for a long time, and then talked about the recent topics and research from the major and the university, and then talked back to Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng.

"It seems that fate has existed for a long time. I was confused and witnessed the marriage."

When we were leaving, the teacher and the wife said that they were going downstairs for a walk. They chatted together and walked to a small intersection near the parking lot. The teacher and the wife went in the other direction.

When saying goodbye, my mother told me to cherish the people in front of me and to tolerate each other so that we can go far together.

The teacher smiled and shook his head: "Yesterday, you seem to be in discord, and you miss her badly. Let me just say, there are a few young people who are not noisy or noisy in their relationship. It's just like this in life, just turn your face." Ren Zhaoyuan He agreed with a smile, and when he got in the car, he realized that Tan Zheng had been silent.

"What's wrong?"

"The teacher just said that the two of us...you didn't refute it."

Ren Zhaoyuan was stunned for a moment: "What to refute?"

"They thought we were together."

"Aren't we together?"

Tan Zheng's joints were stiff like a robot running out of power: "Are we together...?"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't know what to say for a while.

"Don't you give me a chance to see the performance?"

"no."

Tan Zheng held the steering wheel with one hand and propped the other hand between the seats of the two.

"Let's be together and try to get along," Ren Zhaoyuan was quiet for a few seconds, "Maybe it wasn't clear in the morning, I'll say it again."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at Tan Zheng and spoke every word clearly.

"I like you very much and want to be with you, but I can't make up my mind because of some concerns."

"Yesterday's incident happened unexpectedly, the promise was hastily, and this morning I have been hesitating again. It's really not serious."

"But if someone else was downstairs last night, nothing would happen. I said yes, because it was you, because I always wanted it in my heart."

"I think, even without what happened last night, I'd end up making the same decision, just maybe a little later, or have to go through something else."

"If I have to say who is giving a chance, it should be me who decides to give myself a chance to accept the lover I like and have new feelings."

"But I can't ignore a lot of things, so I asked you if I could try to get along with you first."

"Yes," Tan Zheng agreed almost as soon as Ren Zhaoyuan's voice fell, "Yes."

"Tan Zheng, if you have no objection, then..."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and said, "We are together."

Tan Zheng opened his mouth slightly, probably wanting to call him or say something, but in the end he only looked at Ren Zhaoyuan and said nothing.

A few seconds, or tens of seconds.

Tan Zheng folded his hand on the back of Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, held it and pulled it towards him, pressing it against his heart.

In his eyes there is a boundless deep sea, and in his chest there are waves of madness.

Tan Zheng didn't have to say anything.

Ren Zhaoyuan touched his heart.

thump, thump.

"It's like a dream..."

"It's still a beautiful dream that I can't even think about..."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him and smiled lightly, put a hand on the back of his neck and pressed it closer to him, leaning over and kissing his lips.

"now what?"

Tan Zheng stared at him without blinking, his voice soft and hoarse: "It's more like it."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise I'll hit you?"

"also."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and pushed his face away: "Hurry up and drive, or the teacher and wife will be back in a while."

Tan Zheng fell on the steering wheel with all his strength and didn't get up: "Let's change positions."

"What's wrong?"

Tan Zheng buried his head in the crook of his arms and said angrily, "I can't drive the car."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing out loud, turned around to push the car door, and his wrist was held: "Huh?"

Tan Zheng was still lying on the steering wheel, turned his face sideways, and pulled his wrist: "It was too fast just now, can you kiss again?"

It's like a child wants candy.

There was a smile in Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes, but he didn't speak immediately. Tan Zheng's thumb rubbed back and forth on the inside of his wrist and shook it again.

"Okay? Let's kiss again."

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