Temporary cohabitation

Staying up late at night and sneaking here to create, whether it is the expression of nature or the loss of self-control.

Ren Mingyao didn't dare to speak casually, for fear of frightening him.

Cheng Shi didn't realize that he was underestimated. In line with the professional ethics of striving for perfection, he painted the beads of sweat glisteningly, and even the blue veins and bloodshots were depicted very delicately. He brought in his own cp and drew while drawing Show a mysterious smile.

Until he noticed a more mysterious shadow appeared in the reflection of the tablet, indicating that this originally wonderful night was about to fall into a strange direction.

He looked up stiffly and turned to see—

He met Ren Mingyao's interested eyes.

"Ahhh!"

"..."

Half a minute later, the two lay on the door of the second bedroom and glanced at Cheng Xiaojun to make sure that the child hadn't been woken up by him, and then looked at each other again.

Cheng Shi ran away holding the tablet.

Ren Mingyao was half a beat late, and was locked out of the bedroom door by him, smiling like a fool who was about to lose his wife, "Why are you running? I didn't say a word."

"You said it! That look in your eyes!"

"..."

"You scared me to death by your sudden appearance... Why are you wandering around without sleeping? You... go to Xiaojun's place to sleep!"

Are you ashamed to think about it after you finish the painting?

Whose wife is so cute.

"Don't worry, I'll interview you." He leaned against the door leisurely, knowing that the people inside must be nervously sticking to it, waiting for something to happen, "Mr. Cheng Shi, how long have you been acting like this?"

"..."

"The painting is very realistic, show me the others."

"..."

"We've tried that one. Is there a pose I don't know about?"

"..."

Cheng Shi lay on the door so ashamed and angry that he was about to disappear in place. "Why are you talking about this...you're talking so loudly! What if you enter Xiaojun's dream!"

"Isn't the door closed? He couldn't understand it even in his dream." Ren Mingyao knocked on the door calmly, and said casually, "Open it quickly, there are mosquitoes biting me outside."

Cheng Zhi thought what a thick-skinned mosquito could do to you, but his body movements were still very honest. He didn't want to really let him get bitten, so he opened the door hesitantly, "Then you can't...don't discriminate against me."

Ren Mingyao said, "Let's go, I don't discriminate against you."

I thought he was going back to his hometown, and he had to have a good rest the night before the car ride, so he went to bed honestly without doing anything.

This kind of unexpected harvest can still be found on an otherwise ordinary night.Ren Mingyao sat by the bed and admired some indescribable atlases, as if he could understand some sources of inspiration, "It's because we are going to sleep directly tonight, so you—"

"no!"

Cheng Shi hastily explained, "The fans want to see me draw it. And I, I... I haven't drawn for a long time."

"Then you can still draw so well." Ren Mingyao looked at the tablet and praised, "How is this arm placed? Where is it supported? My wife still has this skill, she really knows how to draw."

"..."

Why is he still looking very devoted.

Oh man.

Cheng Shi was in a good mood after being praised, gradually accepted the fact, and even snorted, "What is this?" The real technology was in his computer.

Before he was proud for a few seconds, he heard Ren Mingyao continue to ask, "I said a few days ago that I want to draw the things about the two of us in the next series, is that what I want to draw?"

"..."

"Just draw it like this."

Ren Mingyao made a final decision, "Leave it for us to see for ourselves later."

A new heirloom series is scheduled.

Cheng Xiaojun will go to another city in a few days. Although we will meet every week in the future, it is different from living together every day.If there are fewer children at home, it will definitely not be used to it.

Ren Mingyao has recently been very obedient and clingy to his wife, going to bed early and getting up early, walking the dog and shopping for groceries, and accompanying him whenever he can. He pretends to fight for status and push Cheng Xiaojun away, but he is actually afraid that he will lose.

But regarding the matter of returning to their hometown, Ren Mingyao and Shen Weiran also discussed it in private, and finally agreed to let Cheng Shi and Cheng Yu take the children back alone.

It is too conspicuous for four adults to go back together.They are all adults, and it would be too ugly to fight with the family, and they didn't want to disturb the limelight of the neighbors, so they went back quietly and finished what they wanted to do.

At least that's what everyone thought before leaving.

Ren Mingyao lived with colored pencils at home for most of the day.The energy that used to treat work as a life is gone. In the days when I can't see my wife, I can only hold my son and look through Cheng Shi's collection of pictures together.

Although the son can only bark, this clever little paw can turn pages for him after a few times of teaching, which is quite gratifying to the old father.

"Actually, these people's paintings are not as good-looking as your father Cheng Shi's." Ren Mingyao looked at them for a while, commented fairly and openly, and taught his son, "But you are still young, and there are some things you can't see."

"...Wow?"

The colored lead made a sound of confusion, watching the old father put down the album and pick up the tablet, and then the world fell into darkness.

Ren Mingyao covered his son's eyes with one hand, and opened the tablet with the other hand, appreciating it by himself without conscience, "I'll show you after two years when your breeding season comes."

"..."

It is said that it is for fans to see, but the love and enjoyment of the brush strokes are so smooth that even a layman can see it.

His gentle and gentle wife still has such a rich side in her heart.

Ren Mingyao copied the pictures from the tablet to his own cloud disk, so that his wife would not get shy and destroy the corpse one day, and it would be a pity to lose the family heirloom.

When Cheng Yu called in the afternoon, he was hugging his son and studying the newly bought recipes, thinking about what to cook for dinner, and he sat up straight when he heard the voice.

"Can you come and pick up Cheng Shi?"

Cheng Yu's voice was weird and complicated, obviously just experienced some unexpected situation, he said dumbfoundedly, "He beat my dad up."

**

His gentle and gentle wife...

Who did you beat up?

For two hours on the road, Ren Mingyao was on the phone with Cheng Shi.

"I just saw him stretch out his hand as if he wanted to pull Xiaojun. When I was in a hurry, I reflexively threw a straight left... The coach taught me, and I got used to it in the past few days." Cheng Zhi's tone was also very complicated, as if he was annoyed and wanted to laugh , "I don't know... I didn't even realize it, I just thought about not letting him hurt Xiaojun."

Ren Mingyao asked: "How is the situation now?"

"I just came back from the hospital. It's just a skin injury. Let it go home to reduce the swelling." Cheng Shi said, "I'm not strong enough. When I met him, I took it back... I really didn't mean it."

"I was asking how you are doing."

"Huh? My... legs are weak."

It's not the time to be eager to protect the cub.

Fortunately, nothing major happened, and he still had lingering fears.

Cheng Shi lowered his head and grabbed the leaf tips on the grass next to him.Ren Mingyao could imagine him muttering to the ground, "This is the first time in my life. Many relatives are at home... I have been driven out by them now, and my brother is still taking care of me inside. Will they Do you think I did it on purpose?"

"Never mind what they say. Where are you now?"

"Come find my grandma."

"Send me a location."

"Oh." Cheng Shi lowered his head and fiddled with the phone.

"wait for me a bit."

Today's cemetery is also very quiet.Cheng Shi squatted next to the tombstone, and after a while his ankle was pressed with pain, he stood up and moved.

He couldn't figure out how it all happened.He has never been a person who will cause trouble, nor is he a person who dares to cause trouble.

Pacing back and forth, he suddenly made a few straight left fists in the air, fast and steady.The moment the coolness passed over the face of the fist, the joy in the bottom of my heart overwhelmed the anxiety.The shadow of the tree on the tombstone swayed, and a wind passed by.

He couldn't help laughing.

Ren Mingyao only cared about his wife's mood.A trip to the cemetery can be regarded as meeting the parents. After formally introducing my new identity, I will chat with my grandma for a while.

Later, Cheng Yu also brought Cheng Xiaojun over there, saying that there was nothing wrong there, the swollen face disappeared and people became sober, but it was relatives and friends who couldn't keep up with the front and were swearing.The two rebellious sons left early and cleaned up early.

The desired materials were also obtained.Cheng Shi thought for a while and said, "I want to go back."

"Did something fall?"

"No. But I just want to tell them that I'm leaving."

Ren Mingyao held his hand, "I'll accompany you."

He left home eight years ago without telling anyone, and disappeared into the air like a wisp of smoke.With everything that he dared not reveal, he left quietly.

At that time, he thought that his existence was meaningless, and no one would care even if he disappeared.

But now it's different.

Even adults don't always have to be safe and sensible.Ren Mingyao watched him step into the house, and flew out like a bird, his relieved smile shone in the afterglow of the sunset, "Let's go."

"Go back to our home."

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