Ren Zhaoyuan said that he does not try feelings.

This sentence kept replaying and deducing in Tan Zheng's mind, thinking that maybe it was just Ren Zhaoyuan's random words, and he couldn't count them, and also thought that Ren Zhaoyuan didn't have the temperament to say things casually.

"Wen Gu said something to you, and it's entangled like this."

"Is it obvious?"

Ren Zhaoyuan showed a bit of surprise on purpose: "So you thought you were hiding it well?"

"No," Tan Zheng laughed because of Ren Zhaoyuan's reaction, his tone slightly raised, "How dare I hide it from you."

Ren Zhaoyuan also tilted his head and smiled.

"Wen Gu said," the car turned off, Tan Zheng rested his left arm on the window that had fallen from the glass, his right hand crossed the middle to hold Ren Zhaoyuan's hand and kneaded it, "Said you told him that you don't try emotions. "

"Well, I said so."

"then you……"

Ren Zhaoyuan's tone seemed to have a bit of a helpless smile that was exposed: "When people want to do something that is inappropriate, they tend to find some excuses to make steps to deceive themselves and others."

A sentence came out of Ren Zhaoyuan's mouth, and the words clearly fell into Tan Zheng's ears, and then he rolled into a ball in his heart and lined up, and then he said the answer.

"Would you like it in particular?"

The sky is gradually getting hotter, the night is getting later and later, the day is longer, the sun has not yet set, and it is hanging in the west, smudged the thin clouds into a brilliant orange.

Lunch came according to Wen Gu's two meals a day when he was resting. It was still early, Ren Zhaoyuan saw Tan Zheng's questioning as if he couldn't finish a sentence or two, and smiled: "Come in and sit for a while?"

Tan Zheng couldn't ask for more.

He originally planned to find an opportunity to play tricks and stay.

But right now there are other things that are more important. Tan Zheng followed behind Ren Zhaoyuan and persevered in changing the question: "Does it feel appropriate now?"

Ren Zhaoyuan glanced at him, and the tail of his gaze fluttered over, and he could clearly see the joyful little thoughts.

Ren Zhaoyuan always felt unbearable when Tan Zheng asked him something like this before, with cautious eyes.Now Tan Zheng's anticipation reveals secret pride, and Ren Zhaoyuan always wants to tease him.

"good."

As soon as he entered the door, he was hugged against the entrance wall the second he finished speaking. Ren Zhaoyuan pushed him with a smile: "The door is not closed, don't make trouble."

Tan Zheng put one arm around his waist, and stretched out the other hand to close the door.

There have been countless times like this, but Ren Zhaoyuan suddenly remembered at the end of last year, when Tan Zheng was here, standing in front of him.

At that time, every word Tan Zheng said was sincere, with promises and intentions, and every word poked his heart.

But what impressed Ren Zhaoyuan the most was a sentence that wasn't very pleasant.

——"If you establish a relationship with someone else, I will disappear from your life, but it will only disappear."

At that moment, all the questions about why they had liked each other for so many years but never got close were all answered.

Because love is not against principles.

Tan Zheng's long-term love is true, and the bottom line of character is also true.

"What do you think?"

Ren Zhaoyuan said, "I miss you."

Tan Zheng laughed, bowed his head slightly and kissed him softly: "I'm not right here."

"Ah."

"It's just stubborn."

Ren Zhaoyuan's lips parted slightly, moistened: "Huh?"

"From your eyes to the corners of your mouth, you are saying that it is suitable, and I am the most suitable."

"Ah."

Tan Zheng raised his eyebrows: "You admitted it."

"Admit it," Ren Zhaoyuan said, "you can admit something else."

"what?"

"Maybe I have loved you earlier."

In the expected sharp and intense kiss, Ren Zhaoyuan kissed him back, and his body became tighter and tighter unconsciously.

Young people's reactions are always straightforward and easy.

Sporadic ridicule appeared in Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes, and Tan Zheng kissed harder and longer as if he was angry. He didn't stop panting until Ren Zhaoyuan let out a small sound from his throat, and then he noticed something: "You..."

Ren Zhaoyuan was a little annoyed: "I'm not a monk."

"No, no," Tan Zheng smiled and kissed him, "How can there be such a good-looking monk."

"As long as you say... um... get up..."

Tan Zheng couldn't afford it, and put on a layer of clothing for the things he was thinking about, and put them on the bright side: "Can I move here to live for a while? Recently, I have to go to projects frequently, and you are closer."

Just think about it, and find a high-sounding explanation.

"Okay, let's move."

Tan Zheng never expected that Ren Zhaoyuan would be so happy. After a brief surprise, the look in his eyes couldn't be stopped at all. As if afraid of Ren Zhaoyuan's repentance, he immediately dragged people to get things from him.

"But I'm going to City B in a while, and it's too late. If you only come to live for a while, it's good to bring some necessities. You can go back to get them at any time if you're not too far away. Can you handle it by yourself?"

Tan Zheng complained: "You're playing tricks on me."

"What am I playing with you? I just received a call during dinner. I have a party in city B tonight, and I'm on the plane tomorrow morning."

Tan Zheng knew that Ren Zhaoyuan was going abroad for exchange and study, and he had mentioned it two days ago, but he said at the time that it should take some time, how could he know that he was leaving tonight.

"You just said it now."

"I kept talking about other things during the meal. I originally planned to go downstairs to tell you, but now it's just too late—" Ren Zhaoyuan took Tan Zheng's wrist to check the time, "Twenty minutes, 10 minutes, is there a big difference?"

Reasonable, irrefutable.

Tan Zheng kissed Ren Zhaoyuan's red lips more than usual: "You did it on purpose."

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't answer him: "Why don't you find an assistant to help you move?"

"I'm not moving anymore."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand to pat Tan Zheng's head with a tense smile, "It seems that there is no need to go to the project."

Tan Zheng grabbed the troublemaker's hand and bit it non-destructively, Ren Zhaoyuan frowned and pulled his face: "Didn't wash your hands, is it dirty?"

"fragrant."

"Stupid..."

"It's over, I'm disgusted..."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and pushed the person on his back: "Okay, don't be coquettish, help me pack my things?"

"Well, what time do you leave?"

"No appointment, pack up and leave."

"Then let's clean up later."

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed out loud, tilted his head and kissed him on the face: "Can you work?"

"Almost."

Ren Zhaoyuan kissed again.

"A little bit."

"It's not worth it," Ren Zhaoyuan said, "I won't hire him."

"Don't," Tan Zheng straightened up and kissed him, "full check."

In addition to the necessary activities, Ren Zhaoyuan will go out once or twice a year with a few acquaintances in the industry.

Complete relaxation, destinations sometimes change along the way.

Look, chat, recent collision of ideas, fresh stimuli from the outside world, and attend lectures in many places, even though he has enough qualifications in this industry to teach most people.

But no one can stay in good shape without typing.

Generally a period of ten days, no more than three weeks.

Clothes are cumbersome for a stop-and-go itinerary, and you can buy them everywhere, you only need to bring some important ones.

Ren Zhaoyuan placed the drawing tools and a series of electronic products on the long white oak table one by one, not in a hurry to put them away, but to check for any omissions first.

Tan Zheng watched it interestingly, seeing that Ren Zhaoyuan seemed to be thinking of something, and asked him, "What's missing?"

"Take some melatonin."

"Are you insomnia?"

"Sometimes I don't have a good rest, it's okay." Ren Zhaoyuan was going to go to the bedroom, but the phone rang on the other side, so he went to answer the phone first.

"Where is it?"

Ren Zhaoyuan turned back and said, "It's in the drawer of the bedside cabinet."

The assistant asked him if he would participate in the anniversary celebration of the design park. This kind of activity mainly connects with customers and promotes the brand. This year, AL just held a design exhibition, and the anniversary celebration is going to be kept simple.

Ren Zhaoyuan doesn't need to handle the planning and handling of the matter, he just needs to show up when the time comes.However, he was not always present at the anniversary celebrations in the past, and he was busy with other things when there were more important matters.

This year is a bit special.

He doesn't have time, and he won't be there, but it's not that he doesn't plan to go after comparing and weighing, it's that he forgot.

I always felt that Tan Zheng was young, and when he talked about love, he seemed drunk as if he was not sober. Only now did he realize that he did not give up too much.

Ren Zhaoyuan threw his phone back into the sofa, and suddenly remembered that he had taken out the melatonin some time ago, and it should be on the shelf, so he went to the bedroom to find Tan Zheng.

"I remember wrong..."

Ren Zhaoyuan stopped suddenly, and Tan Zheng almost hurriedly stuffed things into the drawer, but he closed it too quickly and got stuck on the edge, and the transparent simulation tool fell to the ground and rolled to Ren Zhaoyuan's feet.

It has been a long time since I bought this item, but I forgot the specific day, and it was not enough to solve it by hand, so I placed an order impulsively.

After disinfecting and cleaning it the next night and taking it to bed, I felt dull again.

Very boring.

So he casually threw it on the bottom layer that is not often opened, if Tan Zheng hadn't found it, he would have forgotten it.

Ren Zhaoyuan lowered his eyes and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

If it had been earlier, Tan Zheng would not have opened the bottom drawer.If it was later, Tan Zheng would probably return the things to their original places and pretend he hadn't seen them.

However, it's not too early or too late.

Tan Zheng squatted halfway beside the bed, hesitating whether to go over and pick it up, but Ren Zhaoyuan had already bent over to hold it in his hand, as if dealing with an ordinary thing, he opened the closed drawer a little and put it back.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have messed with your stuff..."

"I asked you to find it," Ren Zhaoyuan said, turning and walking outside, "I took out the melatonin and forgot to put it back, it's outside."

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't seem to have any special reaction, as if he didn't think it was a big deal.

But he never looked at Tan Zheng from the beginning to the end.

Ren Zhaoyuan found melatonin, dispensed some in a sealed box, and put the bottle back on the shelf after a slight delay.

He kept silent, and Tan Zheng just watched from the side without interfering.

Everything was ready, Ren Zhaoyuan put his hands on the side of the long table and did not move for a while.

Tan Zheng approached and tried to hug him from behind, seeing that he didn't refuse, he hugged him firmly: "Do you want me to leave?"

"what?"

"If you want me to leave, just say so, without looking for a good reason."

Ren Zhaoyuan was startled, and turned his head to look at him: "No, I was thinking about something else."

Tan Zheng nodded, without further questioning: "Then, do you still need my help?"

Ren Zhaoyuan suddenly asked him, "Disillusioned?"

"what?"

"Seeing that, do you feel disillusioned? You don't think the me in the movie should have such a thing?"

"I'm a little surprised, but I'm not disillusioned. I'm constantly increasing my understanding of you, and I'm trying to complete my version of you bit by bit. It's not like I've already imagined a version of you and then modified it."

Ren Zhaoyuan repeated this sentence in his heart, and before he could say anything, he heard Tan Zheng speaking softly in his ear with his steady and magnetic voice.

"I didn't imagine you as an image that was so perfect that you didn't touch the mundane, I didn't over-beautify you, and I didn't feel disappointed because of something beyond the known."

"If you don't feel uncomfortable because of this incident, I will actually be happy. I have come into contact with your very private area. It seems to have pulled a progress bar. Maybe I can chat with you soon. .”

Tan Zheng deliberately teased him at the back, Ren Zhaoyuan could hear it, and couldn't help tilting his head and laughing silently.

"But if it makes you feel particularly uncomfortable, it will be miserable. Our teacher Ren is a bit thin-skinned, and may push me away because of shyness or embarrassment, maybe because I feel uncomfortable when I think about it, and I don't want to do it for a few days. Take care of me."

"I won't ignore you."

"Well," Tan Zheng rubbed against his ear, "Look, before we got together, you certainly didn't expect me to be so naive, clingy, and ignorant, but after we got together, you didn't feel disillusioned, right? ?”

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing.

Tan Zheng changed his tone a little exaggeratedly: "No way? Is there disillusionment?"

"No," Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him with a smile, "You're fine, don't say that."

Tan Zheng also laughed: "It's nothing, didn't you always say that I am normal before. I don't feel anything, and you don't feel uncomfortable, okay, huh?"

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan relaxed his strength and leaned back against Tan Zheng, "I suddenly realized that I really care about my image in front of you."

"Maybe you love me too much."

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed outright now, begging for forgiveness amidst Tan Zheng's series of questioning "Don't you love me" and "Do you love me?"

In the end, she put her hands on the back of Tan Zheng's neck, pressed the person to herself, and kissed him.

Tan Zheng likes every kiss from Ren Zhaoyuan.

"You let me discover a secret, and I will tell you a secret, but you must not be angry."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What secret?"

"Sometimes, at night, when I miss you, um, I will look at the wallpaper."

Ren Zhaoyuan understood, but didn't quite understand: "Isn't your wallpaper a sea?"

Now it was Tan Zheng's turn to be stunned, and immediately unlocked the phone with the sea surface picture as the lock screen in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, and showed him the desktop wallpaper: "Have you never noticed it?"

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at the picture of himself sleeping above, and judged from the surrounding background that he was in the room of the Design Park.

"You secretly photographed me?"

"You really didn't notice?"

Ren Zhaoyuan blinked and said "Ah".

"We've been together for more than two months, and you haven't noticed my mobile desktop."

If Tan Zheng goes a little deeper and extends to the point where he doesn't care, then Ren Zhaoyuan will really die wronged.

Not looking at other people's private content is his habit for many years, not just on mobile phones.

When others take out their mobile phones, it is almost instinctive and does not need to pass through the brain.

Especially when Tan Zheng was with him, he really rarely took out his phone to do anything, and often even muted it directly.

"I'll take a closer look," Ren Zhaoyuan held Tan Zheng's phone back in front of him, "Make it up."

Tan Zheng didn't unlock it for him, Ren Zhaoyuan just remembered it, and he clicked on "Hardly" and looked at it for a few seconds: "Is it all right? It's all right."

"Cut," Tan Zheng tilted his head and smiled, "Childish..."

"Yes, yes, I am childish."

Tan Zheng squeezed his palm: "Clean up your things?"

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan asked while accepting, "What do you mean by unlocking the password?"

"you guess."

"The middle is my birthday."

"Well, then what?"

131209, March 3th is the birthday, but the 12 in front and 1 in the back, Ren Zhaoyuan can't guess: "What is it?"

"I was 13 years old when I met you, and the day we were together was February 2th. When I found out that there were overlapping numbers, we formed a group together."

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed while putting away his things, and Tan Zheng took the opportunity to ask him what the password meant.

For door locks, mobile phone locks, car control software, etc., Ren Zhaoyuan used the same password for many of them. Tan Zheng was afraid that it was related to Zhao Yuanqing, so he never asked, but he still wanted to know.

"It's grandma's birthday and the house number at that time."

"Ah, so."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him sideways: "Shall I change the phone password? According to your logic, change it to...11209, you add a number in front."

"No, no, I still want to impress grandma, it can't be like this."

Ren Zhaoyuan was overjoyed.

"You can secretly take a picture of me another day and replace it with a wallpaper."

Speaking of candid shots..

After arriving in City B, Ren Zhaoyuan reported to Tan Zheng that he was safe, followed by a shared business card of his personal account.

Ren Zhaoyuan's account on the public platform Tan Zheng has been following for a long time, and he didn't understand what Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to do for a while, but he clicked on it casually.

Then I understood.

After clicking on it, the page was refreshed, and Ren Zhaoyuan's photo frame with the AL logo on it was replaced with a photo that was not too bright at night.

——It is a heart stepped on in the snow.

The author says:

Last week, because of a computer problem, I was a volunteer on the weekend and didn’t have time to fix one more chapter. I’m sorry everyone——

I'll try to make it up this week;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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