Chapter 67 Oath

Tan Zheng rarely showed excessive possessiveness in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, and whether he was jealous or cheating on weekdays, it was all within a normal range, more like a private joke.

Just because it doesn't show up doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Sometimes when he wakes up at night, he can quietly watch Ren Zhaoyuan sleeping for a long, long time.

I don't want anything, just can't see enough.

Even he always had to restrain himself so as not to hurt Ren Zhaoyuan when he hugged, and ended with Ren Zhaoyuan's call to stop in the middle of the night, and left traces on the clothes where he could cover the kiss when he dropped the kiss.

But Ren Zhaoyuan is always indulgent.

Indulgence must be the best way to discover your true self.

At least Tan Zheng thinks so.

Because he was slack and lost in the silent indulgence of moisturizing things day after day, forgetting the words that he repeatedly warned himself at first, and easily exposed the tail that he had been hiding.

But now that he said it, Tan Zheng no longer tried to take it back or change his words. He crouched above Ren Zhaoyuan in the dark, staring straight at him for a moment, like a quiet but dangerous male leopard.

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand from the back of his head to the back of his neck and rubbed it.

He understands and fully accepts his lover's insecurities and possessiveness, but doesn't like such a vaguely threatening, tough tone.

In fact, Tan Zheng knew Ren Zhaoyuan's temperament best. He knew clearly that Ren Zhaoyuan was soft-hearted, but soft-hearted only when soft-hearted. It's just that Tan Zheng was too relaxed and forgot to restrain himself for a while.

Sure enough, the hand squeezed his jaw slightly in the next second and asked him, "What can you do if you really separate?"

Even if Ren Zhaoyuan would not follow his promise and be prepared, the surrounding aura couldn't help but feel a little cold when he heard this sentence: "I will do whatever it takes to chase you back."

"What if I can't come back?"

At this moment, he clearly couldn't see the change in expression, but Ren Zhaoyuan knew that Tan Zheng's eyebrows sank sharply.

Tan Zheng's voice lowered a few times: "Then continue."

I don't like being told what is true with a tough attitude. It can be seen that Tan Zheng's appearance of grievance or wilting is even more true.

Almost at the same moment, Ren Zhaoyuan regretted it.

Why do you need to say that?

In a relationship, just want a promise that will never give up. It's human nature.

But Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want to.

He is not willing to promise to the other party about things that cannot be guaranteed.

Ren Zhaoyuan let go of his hand, rubbed the place he had just squeezed, and called to him, "Tan Zheng."

"Um."

"I wouldn't want to separate easily," Ren Zhaoyuan lay down, clearly in a passive disadvantaged position, but the calmness in his eyes seemed to carry unshakable power, "If it really separates, either you're tired of it, or it happens. What I can't accept. And the separation caused by these two reasons, you can't recover."

When Ren Zhaoyuan said "I can't catch up", it was like pulling Tan Zheng's heart and slamming down.

Even knowing that you are talking about a certain hypothesis is inevitably sad.

"I won't," Tan Zheng said firmly, and then focused on the second possibility that Ren Zhaoyuan said, "I only love you, I can only put you down in my eyes, I won't betray you, I won't To deceive you, not to design you, not to force you."

They had talked before, and Tan Zheng remembered everything Ren Zhaoyuan said they didn't like.

"I swear, Tan Zheng will always only love Ren Zhaoyuan."

Ren Zhaoyuan could not believe the oath, but he couldn't help but be touched by the oath-taking Tan Zheng.

When the person you love looks straight into your eyes, promises you word by word with the most cliché but most sincere "forever", telling you that he only loves you.

No one can be indifferent.

Ren Zhaoyuan is just one of thousands of ordinary people.

But also because he is only one of thousands of ordinary people, after many things, at this age, it is difficult to open his mouth and respond with the same words.

Bonfires and crowds, drums and laughter, all disappeared.

The world is silent, only the stars are flowing.

Later, Ren Zhaoyuan said, "Don't worry."

"I like security," he said.

Tan Zheng smiled instantly.

He lowered his head a little and asked, "Do I make you feel safe?"

"Yes," Ren Zhaoyuan put his hand on Tan Zheng's shoulder, and suddenly pushed him down with force, "You make me feel safe and at ease."

Tan Zheng's eyes were filled with Xingguang and Ren Zhaoyuan, and he was submissively suppressed and allowed to act.

After more than ten seconds, Tan Zheng had an insatiable aftertaste, and even if he got a bargain, he would be a good boy: "Kiss me again."

"Well, don't let it?"

"It's too short," Tan Zheng's eyes fell directly on Ren Zhaoyuan's lips, "Do you want to do it again?"

I'm afraid something will happen again.

Ren Zhaoyuan stood up and held out a hand to Tan Zheng: "Let's go, go back to the room."

It is no exaggeration to say that Tan Zheng's eyes lit up in a flash.

"Two people there! Hi! Wait a minute!"

Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng were stopped when they passed by the bonfire. A man strode forward and was about to pull Ren Zhaoyuan's arm. Tan Zheng lowered his face and separated them, but the man called them uncles.

Sounds like it's still changing.

The bonfire party was coming to an end, and most of the people went back. The rest of them were playing games, and there were just two people missing.

He folded his hands and said, "Please uncle, please, uncle." Ren Zhaoyuan looked at the man who was about to catch up with him and asked how old he was.

Only thirteen.

The people next to them also called out to them one after another. In the previous round, those who did not participate because there were not enough people were especially active. Ren Zhaoyuan roughly understood the rules of the game - a team of two, the blindfolded person passed the obstacle with the other person in charge of the command on his back.

It's not a messy large-scale game, Ren Zhaoyuan was originally indispensable, but now he suddenly became interested in playing, and raised his eyebrows slightly to look at Tan Zheng.

The unpleasantness of being interrupted just now dissipated in Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes, and nothing could compare to Ren Zhaoyuan's happiness. Tan Zheng said, "We can play for a while if we want to."

Ren Zhaoyuan responded, and the tall boy happily wanted to pull Ren Zhaoyuan again. Tan Zheng raised his hand to block him, and said solemnly, "Go on your own."

The tall boy looked at Tan Zheng, and immediately withdrew his hand honestly, and even said the rules of the game in a much quieter voice.

The game is divided into two teams. The shorter the time required to avoid obstacles on the way to the end, the higher the score, and the extra points for breaking the balloon. The winning team with the highest total score at the end will receive a prize.

In addition, the two of them were exactly twenty people, divided into ten groups, five groups and one team.

Each team has a group, and the two groups start at the same time from the opposite end of the distance, and the others refer to each other to supervise whether there is any foul.

The boy who just called them Nan * Feng walked forward cautiously on the field with a girl on his back, Ren Zhaoyuan leaned slightly towards Tan Zheng and whispered, "Why is the child so tall now, you were only a little old when you were thirteen."

Saying "a little big" is an exaggeration, but Tan Zheng was really not tall at that time.

Tan Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at the people on the field, and continued to remove the black cloth in his hand: "It's overnutrition, maybe there are too many hormones in the food now."

Ren Zhaoyuan took the package in his hand and threw it into the trash basket next to him, unable to help laughing.

Except for the small balloons the size of fists, the obstacles on the field are all made from local materials, sticks, stones, ropes, and clothes that don’t know who contributed. If you step on them, you will start all over again.

Those who were blindfolded had to carry people behind their backs, and they had to rely on the command to walk. Tan Zheng didn't discuss with Ren Zhaoyuan at all. When he saw that they were approaching, he blindfolded himself. Ren Zhaoyuan had no objection and helped him tie a slipknot behind his head.

Anyone who does not reach the finish line within ten minutes or hits the opponent on the way will not be awarded points. If you step on the balloon, you will get a lot of extra points. However, there are obstacles around. Obstacles start over, and the final timeout doesn't score.

Ren Zhaoyuan drew a relatively smooth route with not many balloons in his mind. It was not the plan with the highest score, but it was relatively safe.

"They didn't cooperate well just now," Tan Zheng said after carrying Ren Zhaoyuan on his back. "The man was distracted by the people around him. You don't have to worry about this, I just listen to you."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and said, "Okay."

He estimated the time in his heart and changed the route with the most balloons.

"There is a stone half a step ahead, you can take it."

"Turn left three steps."

"One step forward to the right, step on."

"The balloon is next to the clothes, step forward with your left foot twenty centimeters and retract it."

"Go straight."

"stop."

"Left foot, step on."

"It's the word "Ji" made of wooden sticks, turn right, and we enter through the upper entrance. "

"The rope is pulled up, and the right foot is raised half a meter to the right.."

The blindfolded person can't see anything, and even if the person on the back issues an order, he can't help but hesitate when he sets foot, plus there are many obstacles, the speed can't be increased.

But every step Tan Zheng took was neat and tidy.

No matter how loudly the words "rock" or "hit" were shouted, he didn't care as if he couldn't hear them.

When they reached the edge, someone even reached out and waved in front of Tan Zheng, wondering if he could see it.

"Stretch out your hand to interfere with the foul!" The tall boy stopped loudly. They were about to pull back the game they just lost, and they were excited, "Your team checked before the start, don't be fooled!"

One round steadily surpassed the opponent's score in two rounds. At the end, the cheers of several other people in the team were loud. Ren Zhaoyuan leaned on Tan Zheng's back and said that there was a balloon in front of him. Tan Zheng took a step and stepped on the air.

"Fuck me," Tan Zheng squeezed Ren Zhaoyuan's thigh, "Who are you with?"

"Hey... wrong, wrong, let me down."

The person next to him is already reporting the time and the number of balloons, and there are not many balloons at the end. Moreover, the instructions given to him by Ren Zhaoyuan during the process were clear and specific, and Tan Zheng knew that there was an empty space in front of him by listening to his laughter.

I didn't plan to ask for any prizes, but there is a beginning and an end to participating. The two watched and chatted while waiting for the game to end. Unexpectedly, it was a draw in the end, and there was an extra match.

Their entire team launched Tan Zheng and Ren Zhaoyuan.

Tan Zheng took the new strip of cloth and took it apart, and said that he would be replaced this time before Ren Zhaoyuan.

"You carry me?"

Ren Zhaoyuan's hand was still raised: "No way?"

"Okay, why not," Tan Zheng squeezed his palm, "I'm too heavy, I'm afraid you will be tired."

He is only five or six centimeters taller than Ren Zhaoyuan. At first glance, the difference in body shape is not too big, but he is actually much heavier than Ren Zhaoyuan, and he is full of solid muscles.

Ren Zhaoyuan pulled the cloth out of his hand with his index finger hooked, and said with a smile, "I'll throw you halfway when I'm tired."

Tan Zheng didn't insist any longer. He blindfolded Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes with attention to the tightness. After tying it up, he asked him, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No."

He was blindfolded by three-finger-wide strips of pure black cloth, which made his skin whiter and the bridge of his nose firmer. Suddenly losing his vision and feeling uncomfortable, Ren Zhaoyuan slightly opened his lips and tilted his head: "Tan Zheng?"

Tan Zheng's eyes were heavy, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Well, I'm here."

The author says:

Sorry for the late - an apologetic little easter egg -

[The piece of cloth did not go into the trash basket like the previous one, and a large hand folded it a few times and inadvertently put it into the pocket.

It was very late when he went back, and Tan Zheng took a stance when he came out of the shower and packed his clothes.

Ren Zhaoyuan leaned against the wall behind him, took out the cloth strip from nowhere, and slowly played around in his hands: "What are you looking for?"

Tan Zheng turned his back on the guest after being briefly shattered by his guilty conscience. He picked up the person and carried him to the room. He pressed against it and murmured vaguely, "Why is it so bad."

"Well... who's bad?" "I," Tan Zheng took the cloth strip from Ren Zhaoyuan, "I'm bad."]

Next chapter update tonight -

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