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It was a woman who called, her voice was very soft: "Hello, is this Mr. Rong?"

Rong Zhao: "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhou Ye's mother," He Xueyang paused, and continued, "Are you free the day after tomorrow? I want to treat you to dinner."

"Hello, Auntie," Rong Zhao replied gently and politely when meeting Zhou Ye's family for the first time, "The day after tomorrow seems to be the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Immediately understood what the other party meant to invite him to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

He Xueyang asked again: "What kind of food do you like to eat?"

Rong Zhao: "I'm not picky about food. I like to eat everything. Choose what you like."

It's a pity that Zhou Ye didn't hear it while he was taking a shower, Rong Zhao was usually the one with the most mouth.

He Xueyang hesitated for a moment, then asked again: "Will your family mind you if you are not at home during the Mid-Autumn Festival and come to accompany your aunt for dinner?"

Rong Zhao looked at the moonlight outside the window, and the outlines of the mountains in the distance, paused, and said in a low voice, "There is no one in my house."

He Xueyang didn't speak for a while, and after more than ten seconds, he said: "Then, come over with Xiaoye the day after tomorrow."

After the call was over, Zhou Ye also took a shower. Seeing Rong Zhao holding his phone in a daze, he walked over while wiping his hair and asked, "Whose phone is it, what's the matter?"

"Your mother called." Rong Zhao put away the phone, "asked you to take me to your house for dinner."

Zhou Ye was very happy to hear that, and lowered his head to kiss Rong Zhao's face: "Then what are you thinking, don't you want to go?"

"No, I'm willing to go," Rong Zhao threw the phone on the bedside table, lying on the bed, with his hands behind his head, "I think it went so smoothly, it's a bit incredible."

Zhou Ye had been arguing with his family for six years, and none of his family backed down.

Zhou Ye turned on the desk lamp, turned off the headlights, and lay down beside Rong Zhao: "The last time a bank robbery happened, I didn't let people hide it from them like before. I used some tricks to make them feel bad."

Rong Zhao recalled the last time when he saw the broken and bloody mobile phone in Bai Xudong's hand outside the operating room, and mistook it for Zhou Ye's, thinking that the person who was about to die was Zhou Ye.

At that time, there was only one thought, as long as Zhou Ye could survive, he could do whatever he wanted, even if he was pushed down by Zhou Ye every day, he could be the one under him.As long as Zhou Ye is still alive, being alive is more important than anything else.

The thinking of Zhou Ye's parents should be similar to that of him at that time.

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao, hugging him in his arms, gently rubbed his fingers on Rong Zhao's lips, and stared at the other party's prosperous beauty: "My mother will definitely like you, she likes everything wonderful things."

"As for my dad, I didn't know or understand that he was hurt when he was young. I thought he was feudal or overbearing, and I had a lot of quarrels with him," Zhou Ye continued, "If during dinner, he said Don't take it to your heart if you say something nasty."

"I'm definitely towards you, just because I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable."

Rong Zhao lay on the pillow and looked at Zhou Ye, smelling the rose shower gel on his body: "You are afraid that he will say that I am disgusting."

Zhou Ye nodded: "If he really said that, I will take you away, and I won't let you suffer that grievance."

"I don't feel wronged." Rong Zhao took Zhou Ye's hand in his own, and played with his fingers one by one, "Because I said those two words to you before, so others told me to repeat them, I don't think there is anything."

He personally hurt Zhou Ye with those two words, and this matter has been buried in his heart forever.He deserved to be called that.

Zhou Ye kissed Rong Zhao's forehead: "I don't allow you to punish and humiliate yourself like this, you have done nothing wrong, you deserve to be spoiled by everyone."

Rong Zhao thought for a while: "What do other people's boyfriends need to pay attention to when they come to the house for the first time, what should they bring, should they drink with their father-in-law, or wash the dishes with their mother-in-law. Also, what do they need to bring? Do your parents like it? something?"

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao and pushed him down: "Don't worry about that, let my husband pamper you first." After speaking, he bowed his head and kissed her.

...

The Mid-Autumn Festival falls on Monday, and that day is a holiday. There are three days off in total including Saturday and Sunday.

On Friday night, Zhou Ye and Rong Zhao brought a lot of things such as fruits, moon cakes, and cooked food gift boxes distributed by the bureau to Sister Zhang's house.

They will be moving away from here soon. Although Sister Zhang is a bit of a philistine, a little naughty, and likes to take advantage of small things, she is not a bad person, and she has taken care of them in the past few months.

Sister Zhang was very reluctant to let Zhao and Zhou Ye say: "In the future, I will come to play often when I have time."

Rong Zhao nodded: "Definitely."

Sister Zhang rambled on for a while: "Wait a minute, I'll get you something delicious."

After a while, Sister Zhang came out with a plate, and on it was a plate of sugared garlic: "My husband pickled it. I tasted it. It tastes good."

Both Rong Zhao and Zhou Ye didn't like to eat this, but when they thought about it, after all, it was candied garlic soaked in a vase worth 700 million yuan, they accepted it and decided to take it home to taste.

Zhou Ye passed the plate in his hand to Rong Zhao: "You go up first, I have something to say to Sister Zhang."

Rong Zhao looked up at Zhou Ye: "I can't listen?"

"It's not really, it's nothing serious," Zhou Ye turned to Sister Zhang and said, "We won't be living here in a few days, but we have to keep the house, don't rent it out to others, and don't let people in. The same things are not allowed to be touched. Of course, the monthly rent is paid as usual."

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye, pulled him aside, and whispered, "Why rent when you can't live?" Although the rent is not expensive, only a few hundred dollars a month, it is always bad to waste money.

Rong Zhao grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, and lived a long life of poverty. When he was the poorest, he couldn't even eat enough.

Zhou Ye patted Rong Zhao's shoulder lightly: "I'll go upstairs and tell you later."

Sister Zhang replied, "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, I guarantee that no one will be allowed in, not even myself."

Upstairs, Rong Zhao took out the key to open the door, holding Tangsuan in one hand, while changing slippers.When he walked into the room and put the plate in his hand on the dining table, he immediately understood what Zhou Ye meant.

This house witnessed the whole process of their acquaintance and love, Zhou Ye was reluctant to be lived in by others.

He whispered, "I'm also very reluctant to part with this house."

He smiled again: "However, the Rose Garden is better. We will live better and better there." No matter how much you miss here, it is impossible to live a lifetime.

Zhou Ye washed his hands and came out of the bathroom, walked to the dining table and sat down, peeled a 700 million elephant ear bottle of pickled sugar garlic, put it in his mouth and tasted it, it tasted good, so he also fed some to Rong Zhao .

Rong Zhao also thought it was good, and asked, "How long do you plan to rent this house?"

They probably won't come back to live here, they don't belong here in the first place.

Zhou Ye fed Rong Zhao some sugared garlic again: "When this place is demolished, if we really can't keep it, we won't rent it."

He said again: "If one day you forget me, I will arrest you here."

Rong Zhao lowered his head and smiled: "You think too much, I forgot and no one will forget you."

Zhou Ye got up and walked to the bed: "See this bed? It's where we spend our days and nights. You like to sit here and watch Dream of the Red Chamber."

Going to the window again: "You like to lean here, from this angle to watch the sunset and the sky full of stars."

"There's also the kitchen. The blackened area on the stove is where you were greedy for candied haws. When you cooked candy behind my back, you almost burned the whole kitchen."

Rong Zhao retorted: "That's not because I'm greedy. It's obvious that you have a cold and drink Chinese medicine. I'm afraid you may find it bitter, so I want to make something sweet and appetizing for you."

Zhou Ye walked up to Rong Zhao and hugged him from behind: "Rong Rong, I really like you so much."

Rong Zhao pulled Zhou Ye's hand off his body, turned around, and looked at Zhou Ye with scrutiny and defensive eyes: "You said so many nice things to make me happy, do you miss me tonight?"

Zhou Ye smiled: "Am I just such a beast in your eyes?"

Rong Zhao: "Isn't it?"

Zhou Ye walked in front of Rong Zhao, leaned his head against his ear, and bit his ear a few times, with an ambiguous breath: "If I'm really such a beast, do you think you can still maintain a perfect body?"

Rong Zhao was most afraid of Zhou Ye kissing his ear, his legs would be weak easily, so he changed the subject and said, "I'm hungry and want to eat."

How could Zhou Ye make Rong Zhao hungry, so he hurried to cook.

When Zhou Ye was cooking, Rong Zhao leaned against the kitchen door and looked at him: "I'm going to your house the day after tomorrow to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I can't go empty-handed. Tomorrow is Saturday, go out and do some shopping. I checked the Internet, and I said that tea is the most suitable, you There should be no shortage of good tea at home, and I can't afford the expensive ones, so what do you think is better?"

"There are also ones for aunts. It is said on the Internet that it is good to send silk scarves or shawls. What brand does your mother like?"

Zhou Ye turned his head to look at Rong Zhao, thinking that the way he racked his brains to think carefully was cute.

He is willing to approach and accept his parents, he is very happy.

"My mother doesn't pay much attention to brands, as long as they are good-looking and beautiful, she likes even a wild flower on the side of the road," Zhou Ye thought for a while while washing the vegetables, "My father, said that the socks we bought together last time Nice to wear, buy him some socks."

"By the way, my mother praised the watch you bought for me last time, saying that you have good taste."

Rong Zhao had a plan in his mind, so he took Zhou Ye to the street where famous artists gathered in Dongyu City early the next morning, and bought a hand-embroidered silk scarf from a folk embroiderer. Zhou Ye's mother is very suitable.

On the way home, I passed by the mall where Zhou Ye bought socks last time. I went in and bought a lot of socks. I have purchased all seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

They also bought two sets of clothes for themselves. Zhou Ye insisted on the same style and the same color, and wanted to wear couple outfits with Rong Zhao.

Soon it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, Rong Zhao woke up early in the morning, and was hugged by Zhou Ye and rolled into bed again: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is only at night, so why wake up so early, sleep later."

Rong Zhao slept with Zhou Ye for a while before getting up.

While Zhou Ye was still asleep, Rong Zhao's cell phone rang. He glanced at it and saw that it was Su Jiaze calling, "I'm going to buy breakfast." After speaking, he went out and answered the phone.

Although he didn't want to associate with Su Jiaze, he didn't want to get too stiff with him either. It was best to maintain a superficial relationship politely so that Su Jiaze wouldn't expose him, the fact that he was Guan Xu.

I don't want to be known by Zhou Ye. It's not because of a guilty conscience. It's because Zhou Ye is jealous at every turn. He can use it as an excuse to "punish" and "bully" him when there is nothing wrong with him. It takes a long time to do it, and there are all kinds of tricks.

For example, last night, Zhou Ye took off his clothes, handcuffed him to the bed, and tied bows around his ankles, wrists, neck and other indescribable places.

Then he kissed him and didn't allow him to move, tortured him to the point of death, he could only beg him to let him go, just begging was not enough, and he had to say those shameful and profligate lines that could not pass the trial.

Thinking of those words, Rong Zhao's ears turned red.

Thinking of answering Su Jiaze's call, Rong Zhao immediately adjusted his state to a calm one, and his voice sounded without any special ups and downs or temperature: "Hello."

Su Jiaze's voice came out of the earphones: "Rong Zhao, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." He wanted to call him Guan Xu even more, but he knew that he wouldn't like it when he called him that way.

Rong Zhao hummed: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." He didn't say anything more, and he didn't ask any more questions.

Su Jiaze smiled: "How do you plan to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Rong Zhao: "Stay with friends."

Su Jiaze knew the situation of Rong Zhao's family, so he didn't want to ask more questions, and said, "Shall I go and see you?"

Rong Zhao politely refused: "No, thank you."

"You don't have to be so alien to me. I'll bring you some mooncakes, the kind you gave me before." Su Jiaze's voice softened, "I've never eaten such delicious mooncakes."

Rong Zhao only remembered that he gave Su Jiaze mooncakes, but he didn't remember the taste and brand of the mooncakes at all.

At that time, Su Jiaze was very poor, and his life was hard. His mother was not good to him, let alone moon cakes, and it was difficult to guarantee three meals a day.

Rong Zhao sympathized with Su Jiaze, but he didn't want to get too involved with him because Zhou Ye didn't like it.

Moreover, if Zhou Ye's suspicion of Su Jiaze is true, he will personally arrest him.

Rong Zhao said to the phone: "Thank you, I've already bought mooncakes. Is there anything else? If not, I'll have breakfast."

Su Jiaze didn't say much, hid his disappointment, and smiled like before: "Okay, you can eat and pay attention to nutrition."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhao came to the breakfast shop and bought Zhou Ye's favorite dishes.

Thinking of how he was bullied like that last night, he breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he might become lawless in the future.

Rong Zhao didn't make any fuss about breakfast, instead he went to the small supermarket next door and bought a pack of Oreos.

Back home, Zhou Ye was still sleeping, Rong Zhao put breakfast on the dining table: "Get up, eat, it will be cold later."

Zhou Ye rolled over the quilt and said sleepily, "Ten more minutes of sleep."

Rong Zhao took the Oreo to the bathroom, locked the door, ate the sandwich in the middle of the Oreo, and squeezed a layer of toothpaste between the two biscuit pieces.

Zhou Ye got up and washed up, sat at the dining table, and glanced at the biscuits on the plate: "It's early in the morning, using biscuits for breakfast, don't you think the sugar is too high?"

Rong Zhao lowered his head and took a mouthful of tofu nao, without changing his face, he said: "It is good to add some sugar appropriately, I have already eaten, these are reserved for you, you can eat."

Zhou Ye didn't like to eat these sweet and greasy baubles, since Rong Zhao prepared them for him, naturally he had to eat them well.

Rong Zhao saw Zhou Ye pick up an Oreo with toothpaste in the middle, then took a bite and ate it.

Secretly rejoicing in his heart, he waited for Zhou Ye to explode.

Seeing that the other party's expression was not the slightest bit abnormal, and picked up the second one, Rong Zhao couldn't help asking: "Is it delicious?"

Zhou Ye nodded: "My wife prepared it specially, of course it's delicious."

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye: "Is it sweet?"

Zhou Ye smiled, raised his hand and rubbed Rong Zhao's hair, with a doting expression on his face: "Sweet, sweet lost his teeth."

Seeing that Zhou Ye was about to stuff the second piece into his mouth, Rong Zhao took the biscuit from his hand and suppressed a smile: "Don't eat it, it's toothpaste inside."

Rong Zhao's hand was on Zhou Ye's lips, he bowed his head and kissed him: "It's come out."

Rong Zhao put the toothpaste-filled biscuit aside: "You know I'm teasing you, but you still eat it, are you stupid?"

Zhou Ye hooked his lips: "As long as my wife is happy, I will take poison even."

He whispered again: "Are you taking revenge on me for not being gentle with you last night?"

Thinking of being handcuffed to the bed by Zhou Ye last night and tied with a bow, Rong Zhao blushed a bit, and pushed another bowl of bean curd on the table to Zhou Ye: "Eat quickly, it's getting cold."

Seeing that Rong Zhao was shy, Zhou Ye didn't want to let him go: "I didn't say that, Brother Rong, some people look so badass and irritable, why are they so soft as soon as they get on the bed."

Rong Zhao kicked Zhou Ye hard under the table: "Stop talking, or don't blame me for being rude."

Zhou Ye fished out Rong Zhao's favorite shrimp skin in the bowl and fed it to him, his peach blossom eyes were bent: "Brother Rong, why are you so impolite?" He rubbed his leg against Rong Zhao's while talking.

Rong Zhao's whole body went numb from Zhou Ye's legs, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Eat well, don't waste time."

Zhou Ye originally wanted to tease Rong Zhao, to tease him for fun, but this teasing made him want to stop: "I must have saved the Milky Way in my previous life."

Rong Zhao knew that Zhou Ye hadn't had enough time, so he simply ignored him and continued to eat his own breakfast.

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "I am so lucky in my life to find such a soft and soft beauty."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye; "I love you on the bed and let you go. If I don't let you, can you tie me up?"

Zhou Ye smiled: "Then don't let me go tonight, and see if I can control you."

What Rong Zhao said was a lie, as long as Zhou Ye came to the truth, he would only be suppressed.

This made him both happy and unhappy.

After breakfast, Zhou Ye cleared the table and said, "Maybe I will live with my parents tonight. Of course, if you don't want to, I will bring you back to live."

Rong Zhao wanted to see the house Zhou Ye lived in, his room, and his growth footprint from childhood to adulthood: "Then let's stay for one night."

"My mother will definitely prepare a room for you alone." Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao from behind, lowered his head and rubbed the back of his neck, "Remember to leave the door open for me at night."

In the afternoon, the Zhou family sent a driver to pick him up and drove all the way to the Zhou family's base camp.

At the intersection, as before, the driver stopped the car, Zhou Ye took Rong Zhao out of the car, walked to a green area next to it, and stopped at a place full of wild chrysanthemums.

"My mother likes these flowers. Every time I go home, I will bring her a bouquet." Zhou Ye took a pair of small scissors that he brought from the car, and picked out a few bright flowers and cut them off.

Rong Zhao stood aside, looking at the brilliant wild chrysanthemums all over the ground, most of them were bright yellow, which made one feel good.

It is said to be wild chrysanthemums, but it is not. The varieties of these flowers are obviously carefully selected and taken care of by special personnel.

"My mother and my sister used to like to play with flowers and plants." Rong Zhao took the bouquet Zhou Ye handed over, lowered his head and smelled it, "If they are still alive, they will definitely like it here."

Zhou Ye imagined how Mama Zhou and Mama Guan sat on the balcony chatting, drinking tea and tasting flowers. The picture must be beautiful.

Zhou Ye walked out from the chrysanthemum bushes holding Rong Zhao's shoulders: "If you like this place, you can come here often in the future."

He said and pointed to the lawn not far away: "Tents can be set up over there, and barbecues can also be used. I will accompany you whatever you want."

Rong Zhao turned his head to look at Zhou Ye, and said in a low voice, "Is it okay to have sex in the tent?"

Zhou Ye laughed, and said in Rong Zhao's ear, "Try it and see who gets better."

Rong Zhao didn't want to talk dirty, he was afraid that Zhou Ye would be unhappy when he thought of his family members who passed away, so he changed the subject.

Compared with the previous six years, he is now much stronger and braver. He is already willing to accept the departure of his family members, and always believes that they are silently thinking about him and loving him in another world.

They didn't abandon him, they didn't abandon him.They want him to live a good life, to live happily and freely.

Rong Zhao turned his head, and unexpectedly kissed Zhou Ye on the lips.

Zhou Ye kissed him back a few times, feeling quite surprised, after all, the driver was watching them in the car in front, and there were also two hidden bodyguards nearby.

Rong Zhao has always been thin-skinned, never making intimate moves in front of others, nor letting him do it.

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao, smiled, and said in a low voice, "Do you like me that much? Kissing me in front of others, you can't control it like that."

Rong Zhao was not impulsive just now, he really liked Zhou Ye, very much.

Everything he has now is given by Zhou Ye, his new life and his future.

The two got into the car, and the driver pretended not to see anything, and continued to drive forward.