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Chapter 95: Prayer Flags
Chapter 95: Prayer Flags
Originally, Tan Zheng was worried that Ren Zhaoyuan would not be used to it, and planned to return the next afternoon, but Tan's father and Tan's mother kept people too hard, and the two stayed at home for two more days before returning to S City.
After a few days back, he was busy. Ren Zhaoyuan was invited to participate in the domestic designer summit, launched the international version on the basis of the Chinese version of the AL brand magazine, and held several offline events at home and abroad.
There were some problems in the process of Anyu's development of the southern market. Tan Zheng had to personally take someone to fly over to deal with it. When negotiating cooperation with a local company, he took a fancy to a small island that had been developed until the capital was broken halfway, because the relationship involved was complicated. Spent a lot of effort into it.
In the following month, the two stayed together less often, but the longest interval between meetings was no more than four days.
After all, it was when the two of them were busy, and it wasn't normal. Tan Zheng felt that he was too clingy, but he couldn't help it. He didn't tell Ren Zhaoyuan that the sky in the south was still hot, but at night he would either wrap his arms around a pillow or put the quilt on his chest.
Fortunately, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't say anything about Tan Zheng's need to make a trip every few days, and when he had free time, he would go to Tan Zheng to stay there for a day or two.
Whether Tan Zheng goes or Ren Zhaoyuan comes, the two will discuss in advance.
Ren Zhaoyuan has such a personality. If there is no emergency, he will send a message to him first. It's not that Tan Zheng never had the idea of โโcreating a surprise that suddenly appeared in front of the other party, but he never dared to implement it from the beginning to the end - he was afraid that Ren Zhaoyuan would have an emergency, and the meeting time he finally set aside was wasted.
Unexpectedly, Ren Zhaoyuan did what he thought about and never did.
When Tan Zheng returned to the hotel at night, he stepped out of the elevator and saw the people sitting on the single sofa in the lounge area.
Because of the higher temperature here, the jacket was taken off and placed on the back of the chair. The back of Nan Fengchang's flowing lines was a little distance from the sofa. There was a magazine on the overlapping knees, and the movement of looking down put him in the light. The lower and more porcelain-white back of the neck is elongated, showing clear condyle bulges.
I probably came here directly after the event. Every strand of hair was properly taken care of. The formal suit that donโt usually wear on body made body proportion better. The two buttons on the top of the shirt were unbuttoned, and the sleeves were folded to the hand. Elbow and wrist is a silver watch that a brand has just put into publicity, and the ring at the base of the ring finger reflects a subtle light.
But in the blink of an eye, Ren Zhaoyuan looked up.
As soon as his eyes touched Tan Zheng, a light smile spread across the corners of his eyes.
Ren Zhaoyuan closed the magazine, dropped his folded legs, put the magazine back on the table and stood up. Tan Zheng had already approached a few steps.
"Why..." Tan Zheng laughed halfway through his words, took Ren Zhaoyuan's hand and leaned over to get the jacket behind him, "Go, go back to the room."
This suite has been reserved for a month, and it is not the first time for Ren Zhaoyuan to come here.
He was accustomed to being kissed against the door panel, skillfully hooking Tan Zhengjin's narrow waist, and it took a while before he could speak.
Ren Zhaoyuan was curled up by his red lips: "I miss you."
Then came the heavier kisses, the longer entanglement, the buttons, the belt, the bathroom, the water, the depths, the whispers.
All misses and loves are delivered through intense force.
In the second half of the night, Ren Zhaoyuan lay down on Tan Zheng's chest with his eyes closed, his voice full of the most relaxed laziness.
"Did it end well?"
"Very smooth. I'll go back the day after tomorrow, and I'll make another trip."
"Don't like it?"
"I like it," Tan Zheng wrapped his arms around Ren Zhaoyuan, his low voice with a smile was particularly magnetic, "I like it to death."
Ren Zhaoyuan smiled lightly and said, "I don't have much to do recently."
"I'll be busy for a few days, and then I'll be free for a while."
"It's almost your birthday."
Tan Zheng didn't pay much attention to the date. After thinking about it, he replied, "There is still more than half a month."
"More than half a month soon."
"Well, if I'm with you, it will be very fast."
Ren Zhaoyuan smiled silently: "I asked your assistant, there is a tender to be busy at the end of the month, and you can spare the time until your birthday."
Tan Zheng understood, and rubbed his hands on his back: "Mr. Ren, what are your thoughts?"
"I said before that I want to go out to play. It's a bit difficult to wait until we all have a month, so let's take advantage of it now."
"Okay, where do you want to go?"
"Listen to you."
Tan Zheng looked down at the top of his hair. The newly dyed color was the brown tone Ren Zhaoyuan was accustomed to, but it was lighter than before. Looking at it, he felt a little joy and softness in his heart.
"Don't you have a place you want to go?"
Ren Zhaoyuan dragged his voice and said "um": "I've been running around recently, and I don't have any ideas. You can decide, okay?"
"Okay. If you're tired, take a break at home. I just want to do something with you, not necessarily going out."
"I'm not tired, but there are too many places to go and I don't know where I want to go. You choose, I'll follow, anywhere is fine."
Anywhere is fine.
Tan Zheng embraced Ren Zhaoyuan and felt that the best place was this.
After returning to S City and resting at home for a day, the two packed up their luggage and drove to the train station.
Tan Zheng wants to go to Tibet.
Ren Zhaoyuan suffers from altitude sickness. The direct flight speed is fast but the possibility of discomfort is greater. During the train ride, the altitude rises in a step-by-step manner. If there is excessive time, the human body will adapt more easily.
But the main reason for them to choose the transportation method that took nearly two days is not this.
When Tan Zheng mentioned that he wanted to go, Ren Zhaoyuan said that he wanted to take the green leather train once and had already boarded the train to Lhasa, but got off the train and rushed back.
At that time, he received a message from his uncle that his parents were coming back soon.
Ren Zhaoyuan rushed back as fast as he could, waited for a long time, until a heavy snowfall, and never went there again.
He said that he has been resisting since then, and thinking about it now, only regrets remain.
Tan Zheng said, no regrets.
Nothing to regret.
The rest of my life is dozens of years, and the years are equal.
They can do countless things, things they didn't have time to do before, or things they suddenly want to do in the future.
First-class seats are no better than first-class seats, and the journey time is longer, which makes it tiring to sit for a long time. But the two people who usually delay a lot of things when the plane is delayed for an hour, chose the cheapest way to spend dozens of hours on the road slowly, but they enjoy it all the time.
The scenery on the road is beautiful.
Rare people around.
Ren Zhaoyuan had mild altitude sickness this time. After checking into the hotel, he lay with Tan Zheng in his arms for a few hours, and then he basically recovered his spirits. However, the two of them were not in a hurry to go out. Ren Zhaoyuan went to a small shop for an authentic Tibetan breakfast.
His familiarity with the local area is obvious. Ren Zhaoyuan knows that he has been there, and now suspects that he has been there many times.
"I've only been here once," Tan Zheng handed Ren Zhaoyuan two tissues. "The buns are juicy, take a small bite, and be careful of the heat."
"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan bit through the skin and smelled the delicious aroma of the meat filling that was completely unmatched elsewhere, "I remembered something."
"what?"
"Auntie said that Tan Qing told her that you learned to cook, it seems like last year."
Ren Zhaoyuan emphasized the sound of the word "learning", with a smile in his eyes, and there is no need to continue to say what he wants to express.
Tan Zheng smiled helplessly: "I found that you can't hide any secrets here."
"Ah," Ren Zhaoyuan leaned on the edge of the wooden table with his elbows, and his voice was slightly prolonged, "So you still want to hide a secret."
"No, what can I hide from you?"
"I don't know if I can hide it."
"Yeah," Tan Zheng nodded seriously, leaning forward to lower his voice, "For example, I really want to take you back to the hotel right now."
Ren Zhaoyuan stuffed the buns into his mouth: "Eat your meal."
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They stayed in Tibet for a week. Sometimes they went to Barkhor Street in the morning to the Potala Palace in the afternoon, and sometimes they walked or sat in Tibetan clothes in an unknown place, from sunrise to sunset.
It has the bluest sky, the whitest cloud, a strong cultural atmosphere and devout worshippers.
On the day they left, they went to Najin Mountain, which is more than 4,000 meters above sea level. The mountain wind roared past the cliff mouth, and the countless prayer flags connecting the two ends of the cliff mouth were buzzing. Ren Zhaoyuan could not describe the feeling of standing under the layers of prayer flags. shock.
Cover the sky.
The most intense, the most sincere, the most concentrated, the most pure.
"Is there one of yours on this?"
Tan Zheng also raised his head and said, "If it's still there."
On the mountain, there are many prayer flags with faded colors hanging on the ground. Ren Zhaoyuan tried his best to avoid stepping on them, but when he went up, the colorful prayer flags were almost covered with nowhere to rest.
"The last time I came here, I asked a Tibetan to lead me. He said that faith is only in the heart, and everything is beyond sincerity."
The faded prayer flags are not faded, and the prayer flags on the ground are not on the ground.
Tan Zheng held the four scrolls of prayer flags he bought in one hand and Ren Zhaoyuan in the other to climb to the top of the cliff.
Looking down from above is another shock.
He raised his head to the azure blue expanse, and bent over the prayer flags.
They fixed one end firmly on the top of the cliff, and lowered the prayer flag along the steep hillside. The sky, auspicious clouds, flames, rivers, and land are connected to each other and rise with the wind.
The longer the prayer flags are placed, the more difficult it is to control, but there is no uneven surface for them to stumble upon.
After reaching the top of another cliff for a long time, the sun shifted and the shadows overlapped.
The prayer flags on the ground were drenched by sunshine and rain, and the corrosive atmosphere was dispersed with the wind every day, leaving only a tiny bit of residue.
They sat next to each other on a slightly flat place, but in a blink of an eye, they could no longer tell which one of the vast colors was the prayer flag they had just hung up.
"When was the last time you came?"
"The year you went abroad."
"Has your wish come true?"
Tan Zheng smiled: "So far, it has come true."
Ren Zhaoyuan also smiled and said, "Then my wish will come true this time."
The mountain wind kept blowing, and the prayer flags rang. Tan Zheng took Ren Zhaoyuan and asked him why he didn't ask himself what wish he made last time.
"It won't be wishing to be with me anyway."
Indeed not.
Tan Zheng was quiet for a few seconds, and the scene after many years seemed to be in front of him.
Holding the prayer flags of more than 100 meters, he walked steadily through the rough and tumble, his heart was clear and quiet, and there was only one person, Ren Zhaoyuan, who meditated step by step.
I pray for his life to be smooth and peaceful.
Ren Zhaoyuan turned slightly sideways and gave him another hand, the rings of the two collided, almost undetectable.
Tan Zheng's wish from last year was still in his ears.
"Hope me all the best, eh?"
After a moment of stunned, Tan Zheng said, "Yes."
"What about this time?"
Tan Zheng looked at him quietly, his eyes were deep, and he could only hold the person in front of him: "You can guess."
Ren Zhaoyuan chuckled lightly and looked at the prayer flags fluttering in the wind.
"I guess, like me."
"What did you promise?"
An Ran joins hands and grows old together.
"Tan Zheng."
"Um?"
Ren Zhaoyuan turned back to look at him, under the blue sky and in the wind, he smiled happily and said, "Let's get married."
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