Chapter 94 Home

Ren Zhaoyuan slept for nearly two hours, and when he woke up, Tan Zheng tightly wrapped his waist and abdomen from behind him. He couldn't move even if he wanted to look back.

He remembered that when Tan Zhengyi was sleeping, he was sitting next to him and reading the information, only one hand was holding him, and somehow it became his arm resting on Tan Zheng's.

I used to feel uncomfortable sleeping with my arms in my arms. It’s okay to chat with my arms for a short time. The pillow will definitely be stiff all night.

But Tan Zheng likes it very much.

It's like the weight of a big man can't be comfortable on him, but Tan Zheng always likes to put him on top of him.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't notice it.

Occasionally laughing and hitting Tan Zheng a few times, or sometimes scratching some marks uncontrollably, Tan Zheng likes it very much.

He enjoys all the proofs of "ownership" that Ren Zhaoyuan brings to him.

Ren Zhaoyuan also let him, the two of them sleep together, either pressing their legs face to face, or resting their arms on their chests against their backs, and they gradually got used to it.

Very down to earth.

It's not good to stay in the room for too long. Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to try to take Tan Zheng's arm away, but Tan Zheng woke up as soon as he moved.

He didn't sleep soundly, he wasn't sleepy, and it was too comfortable to hold Ren Zhaoyuan, so he squinted for a while.

Tan Zheng pressed the person into his arms again: "Awake?"

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan didn't move lightly when he heard what he said, stretched out his hand and pushed him around his arm, "Get up."

"One minute."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled, patted his forearm lightly, and didn't move.

Talking for a minute, don't know how many minutes held quietly.

Later, Tan Zheng took a deep breath before rubbing Ren Zhaoyuan's arm. Ren Zhaoyuan first raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, which was itching from his breath.

After getting up, he took a few sips of the water by the side of the bed and handed it to Tan Zheng. Tan Zheng took it and took two sips in his hand, and went out with Ren Zhaoyuan.

It’s too easy to develop a habit. At first, would ask Tan Zheng first, but every time the answer was to let Ren Zhaoyuan drink first, and Tan Zheng rarely drank when Ren Zhaoyuan didn’t drink.

There is no need to think about it at all, it is just such an action.

There was no bathroom in Tan Zheng's room. After going out, Ren Zhaoyuan went to wash his face first, before waiting for Tan Zheng, who had just entered, to walk to the kitchen.

Mother Tan is preparing the ingredients for dinner in the kitchen.

"Aunt."

"Are you up? Are you used to sleeping?"

"Sleep well," Ren Zhaoyuan asked, looking at the vegetables and meat on the table, "Are these things to be washed?"

Mother Tan turned her head and glanced at him and immediately stopped him and said "no".

"It's too early to rush, I'll clean up in a while, don't stretch out your hand, how can I let you work."

"It's all the same. I'm just doing some simple things when I'm idle. I won't make trouble here when you cook."

Mother Tan smiled: "If you're not busy, take a break. If you're bored, let Tan Zheng take you out for a walk."

"It's nice to be at home."

When Tan Zheng came out, he didn't see anyone beside the sink. He looked around and walked to the kitchen. Father Tan called him from the living room and asked him to change the light bulb.

When Ren Zhaoyuan heard Tan Zheng's name, he turned his head and saw that Tan Zheng wanted to come over. He raised his chin slightly and motioned for him to go to the living room.

"Are these potatoes washed?"

The potatoes were all newly dug in the shed with soil in them. Seeing that he insisted, Mother Tan gave up her seat: "Then help me choose the celery, and it's done."

"it is good."

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't choose dishes very quickly, but he was neat in his hands, and it didn't look like he had done any work at all.

"Zhaoyuan, do you usually cook?"

Ren Zhaoyuan said frankly: "I rarely do it."

"Normal, you are all busy with work. I heard Tan Qing say that Tan Zheng has learned to cook, is he still doing it now?"

"I will do it when I have time, and I can only help out."

Mother Tan is not uncomfortable about Tan Zheng's cooking. She likes cooking very much herself, but she just feels that she has to clean up the trouble after cooking. It's a good thing to be willing to cook by yourself, but Ren Zhaoyuan doesn't just rely on Tan Zheng to serve him.

Seeing that Ren Zhaoyuan's words and deeds didn't seem to be inconsiderate, Mother Tan felt a little relieved.

"Does he cook deliciously?"

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled: "It's delicious."

"I really underestimate him. Your uncle's cooking is very unpalatable. You put oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the same way. It tastes weird when you make it. I thought he was the same."

"Maybe he's like you in that respect."

Mother Tan couldn't help laughing: "It's fine as long as you think it's delicious. I'm also worried that you always eat food made by professional chefs, and you won't be used to it when you come here."

"I'm used to it, the food made at home is comfortable to eat, and your cooking is really delicious."

Mother Tan's smile deepened: "Do your parents cook or hire someone in your family?"

"My parents' work is of a special nature. Generally, they cannot contact people outside. We have never lived together."

Mother Tan was stunned for a moment: "Have not been together all the time? Who took care of you when you were a child?"

"I lived with my grandma when I was a child, and then my grandma passed away and moved to my uncle's house."

"Have you never met your parents?"

"I've seen it twice, in college and this year."

Mother Tan's brows furrowed unconsciously, her lips moved to say something, but she resisted asking, and finally said, "It's hard for you."

When Tan Zheng came over, he vaguely heard Ren Zhaoyuan's words and knew what the two were talking about. He stepped forward and asked, "Is there anything else to deal with?"

"No need for you, take Zhaoyuan to play for a while, watch TV and chat."

"Brother!" Tan Xuqing shouted while holding the book and clinging to the study door, watching the two brothers turn around and giggling, "Who can kindly help and teach me a few grammar questions?"

Tan's mother immediately said, "You guys can help her take a look, Tan Zheng, there are not many dried fruits on the table, remember to take them."

"I'll wash some grapes," Tan Zheng said, looking at Ren Zhaoyuan: "Teacher Ren teach her?"

It was indescribably strange to be called like that in front of Mother Tan, Ren Zhaoyuan agreed to wash his hands, and bumped into Tan Zheng's arm when he passed by.

Tan Zheng looked at his back and smiled silently, and waited until Tan Xuqing and Tan Xuqing entered the study before turning around to get the grapes.

Before he came back, he made a special trip to make a phone call with his home. Except for having a bad stomach, not drinking, not eating spicy food, and not liking mutton, he reminded him not to ask him about his parents.

At noon, Mother Tan asked about the occupations of Ren Zhaoyuan's parents. After Tan Zheng changed the topic, Mother Tan stopped talking about it. Tan Zheng thought that she had forgotten about it for a while and asked it casually, but he didn't expect to talk about it again.

"Mom, don't talk to him about your parents in the future."

"I know," Mother Tan glanced in the direction of the study, the two places were far apart, but she kept her voice low, "your dad said that he has a bad relationship with his parents and close relationship with his uncle's house, I thought it was because There was a conflict about something, I didn't expect that I never cared about him since I was a child."

When Tan's mother heard Tan's father's words, she thought that maybe Ren Zhaoyuan's family was against homosexuality. There was a family in the community that didn't communicate with each other for several years because the child and the same-sex had obtained a marriage license, and the relationship only eased recently.

It is true that society has become more open all the time, and homosexuality is not surprising, but some people have formed a stereotype in their life. It is one thing to watch someone else’s home and another to happen to their own home. It’s not that easy to change. , and it cannot be said that their lack of openness and approval is wrong.

Because of this speculation, Mother Tan wanted to ask around. After all, it was no accident that Tan Zheng wanted to marry Ren Zhaoyuan. She was afraid that Ren Zhaoyuan's family would be too opposed to Tan Zheng.

Did not expect this.

"What I told my dad was that his parents treated him badly. He grew up with his uncle."

Mother Tan also understood where the fault was: "your father is careless, half throwing away half of what he has heard, and next time you talk to me about this kind of thing."

"Well," Tan Zheng sensed the change in her tone when she spoke of Ren Zhaoyuan, and added some more firewood while it was hot, "His parents have seen him twice in total, and the first time they told him that the pregnancy could not be beaten before giving birth. He didn't intend to ask for him, and the second time he was interrupted at work and let him solve it."

"I was there when we met this year. At that time, Zhaoyuan was wronged and scolded. His parents didn't ask a word about the divorce. After he left, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep well for a long time."

"After all, it's his parents. I can't say much. I think at least he won't be hurt when he comes to the house."

Tan's mother knew about Ren Zhaoyuan's murder on the Internet, but it was not her concern, but Tan Xuqing was directly crying at home.

After hearing Tan Xuqing's words, she was angry, and she was relieved when she knew the matter was resolved. Ren Zhaoyuan's parents could not even ask.

"Don't mention it, I'll tell your dad again. What about his uncle's family?"

"My uncle's family is good to him. He has been paying for school, and he has a good relationship now. But after all, it's not his own home. He applied to live on campus not long after he went to his uncle's house. He has lived on campus from elementary school to university."

"Oh..." Mother Tan sighed, she didn't know what to say for a while, and when she saw Tan Zheng still standing with a raisin in her hand, she said, "Hurry up and wash it, and send it to Zhao Yuanyuan."

Tan Zheng's lips slightly raised: "Okay."

"Add two tablespoons of flour to the basin and wash it clean."

Tan Zheng did as Tan mother said, with very light force.

"Mom, if you and Dad have any opinions on Zhaoyuan, you can tell me, I like him or you don't have to like him. If you can't accept it, I'll bring him back. It's just that he has been asking for nothing in terms of family parents, which is a pain point. If you can't fully accept him, I will cut it off from now, don't let him have hope and find out that you don't like him later."

"What do you say, if my dad and I can't accept it, why are you urging you to bring him back?"

Tan's mother is indeed not completely satisfied with Ren Zhaoyuan, but it is not enough to say that she has an opinion or does not like it.

"You are excellent in everything. When you were single before, there was no one you knew who didn't want to match you. Now you find a divorced person and you take care of everything. Can't you be a little uncomfortable being a mother?" Mother Tan was just a little awkward, because Ren Zhaoyuan's life experience has softened and gave birth to pity, and these previously uncomfortable little things have also weakened, "Zhaoyuan is a good boy, we like it, don't talk nonsense and make him think too much. "

Tan Zheng used scissors to cut the rinsed grapes one by one and said: "You can ask Tan Qing, I'm not as good as Zhaoyuan, and there are many people who pursue him better than me. Yes."

"Maybe I take care of him in many small things, but in fact, when I think about it, I know that he must have been very independent in life since he was a child. It's not that he needs me to take care of him, it's because I want to do these things for him, and he will slowly get used to me. Do this and do that."

"As for divorce, Mom, to be honest with you, I've liked him for many years."

"When I was in high school, I was blocked by a few people with knives outside the school. Zhaoyuan rescued me. At that time, my grades were very poor, and I didn't plan to take the college entrance examination."

Tan Zheng didn't intend to make his parents feel guilty about what happened back then, and he didn't want to tell anyone about the alleys of that snowy night, so he put it in a simple way.

"I can live well because of him, and because of him, I studied hard to get into S University, and I have my current career after chasing him. If he hadn't divorced, I would be single in my life."

"I didn't find someone who was divorced, it was the only person I wanted who got divorced."

It's no exaggeration, Tan Zheng said more things today than they usually communicate in a year.

Especially when it comes to private feelings.

Except that when he was a child, Tan Zheng would stick to her all day long and talk a lot like a small talker, Tan Zheng had never heard Tan Zheng speak his own heart in these years. Even if he really doesn't like Ren Zhaoyuan at the moment, he can compromise for Tan Zheng, not to mention she doesn't.

Aside from Tan Zheng taking care of everything and being divorced, Ren Zhaoyuan is absolutely impeccable.

He has a good career, looks good, has a good temperament, speaks warmly and laughs, is polite and considerate, even if Tan Zheng is willing to change Tan's mother, he does not dare to say that he can find a better one in every way.

And Tan Zheng's words really shocked her.

I have liked Ren Zhaoyuan for many years, almost had an accident, and planned to not take the college entrance examination.

She subconsciously wanted to ask Tan Zheng why she didn't tell her, but she couldn't say it.

She knew what she owed to Tan Zheng.

"Tan Zheng, your parents didn't care enough about you before," Tan's mother wiped her hands that had no water droplets on the apron.

"I forgot about the past, and you and Dad don't have to worry about it," Tan Zheng picked up the washed and cut grapes and handed them to her. "Mom, thank you for liking Zhaoyuan, I'm very happy."

The plate of full and juicy grapes was brought to the study and then to the living room. Tan Xuqing's study task in the afternoon was completed, and he was lying on the sofa playing with a tablet.

"Jewelry designers from country X have launched new designs!"

Tan Xuqing was watching TV on the side, and when he heard Tan Xuqing's words, he turned to look at her, but Tan Xuqing didn't notice it and showed it to Ren Zhaoyuan excitedly: "The domestic jewelry official Bo has just released it, and the exhibition will be held locally in the second half of the year."

"Come here for us?"

Tan Xuqing turned his head to answer Tan's father: "No, in country X."

Father Tan snorted: "It's none of our business, what good things can the people of X country design."

"Dad, what you said is wrong, it's prejudice!" Tan Xuqing found the designer's introduction and showed him, "He is the most famous jewelry designer in country X, you can't deny the excellence of others just because you hate country X."

Father Tan choked at the nearly full page of titles and awards, and said, "We don't have anyone better than him?"

"Yes," Tan Xuqing looked at Ren Zhaoyuan, "isn't this sitting here?"

Father Tan almost forgot that Tan Xuqing once said that Ren Zhaoyuan won awards internationally. Doesn't the international competition mean that every country has it, and that he is better than people from other countries?

"Good job!" Father Tan laughed and patted Ren Zhaoyuan on the shoulder, "It really gives our family a face!"

In fact, Ren Zhaoyuan does not agree with the statement that who must be better than the other. The rankings obtained in many competitions can only represent that the winner's work is more in line with the standards of that competition and the aesthetics of most judges.

But he was stunned by Father Tan's words and forgot to refute.

In the evening, Tan Zheng went back to his room and asked him how he was feeling. Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and asked, "What did you leave me to chat with Auntie this afternoon?"

"I can't hide anything from you."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and did not speak, it was too obvious.

Just talking about the vegetables, Tan's mother's attitude was a little subtle at lunch, and at dinner, she started urging Tan Zheng to give him vegetables and shrimp.

Not to mention that after dinner, Mother Tan shed tears when she saw the scar on Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, and the family heirloom jade pendant that symbolized peace for him was placed by the bedside.

Whenever Ren Zhaoyuan asked, Tan Zheng didn't say anything.

After speaking for a while, there was no sound. Tan Zheng stood up and looked at him. Just as he was about to ask, he was pressed down on the back of his neck and kissed.

There are natural reasons, and there are also reasons why design requires constant observation. Ren Zhaoyuan is very sensitive to the external environment and people's emotions.

He sensed Tan's mother's emotions earlier and more clearly than Tan Zheng, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. It was normal for Tan's mother to be uncomfortable.

What's more, he didn't think about how close he could be when they met at the beginning. The relationship between people came from getting along, and the attitude of Tan's father and Tan's mother was good enough when they met.

But Tan Zheng was always afraid that he would be wronged by the slightest bit.

I am afraid that he will be disappointed with hope, and I am afraid that he has no hope at all.

For so many years, he was reluctant to say a word to his family in the past, gritted his teeth and complained, but now he goes around talking and begging for him.

Saying anything is superfluous, only the deepest and longest kiss can convey Ren Zhaoyuan's emotions.

"Tan Zheng..."

"Um."

Tan Zheng's voice was low and hoarse, pressing him down, the desire in his eyes was straight and warm, and a fire filled his eyes.

Ren Zhaoyuan wants to give him everything at this moment.

"Take it easy, don't make a sound."

Ren Zhaoyuan doesn't like to speak out very much in these matters, but Tan Zheng often uses his voice as a source of satisfaction.

He can't make a sound, it's not himself, it's all in Tan Zheng.

But Tan Zheng agreed to the bed but didn't cooperate, and it made a "squeak" sound as soon as he moved.

I don't know when it broke, but Tan Zheng never found out when he slept by himself before. Whether it is repaired or replaced as soon as possible is a matter of tomorrow.

Tan Zheng bit his ear and discussed, "Would you like to go to the ground?"

This is at Tan Zheng's parents' house, and it is not far from Tan Zheng's parents and sister. Ren Zhaoyuan feels more ashamed than usual, and pushes against Tan Zheng's chest.

Tan Zheng had to compromise.

He lay on his side behind Ren Zhaoyuan and bound him. He couldn't be fast or heavy. He could only slowly grind it down from the deepest part to the deeper part.

Later, Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't take it anymore.

"Go.. um.. on the ground.."

He felt Tan Zheng's excitement almost as soon as he exited.

Tan Zheng's fingers stuck in his mouth, Ren Zhaoyuan was afraid of hurting him and wanted to hide, but then he bit it - he couldn't care less.

The nails sank deep into the skin of Tan Zheng's leg, Ren Zhaoyuan insisted and said something vague.

"Don't... the wall..."

Tan Zheng hugged him and hugged him again: "Get on me."

Ren Zhaoyuan had never been so nervous before. His body couldn't stand the stimulation because he was nervous, and it would magnify the stimulation when he couldn't stand it. His reason was trying his best to pull the front line that was constantly being washed away, almost causing him to collapse.

Confused, don't know what to do.

Later, he was paralyzed in Tan Zheng's arms, quietly, and heard Tan Zheng's breathing and heartbeat, and heard Tan Zheng whispering what he had said before.

"I want to give you a home."

The author has said:

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