He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

98 [1];

"Hmm.. Phone.."

Tan Zheng's hand rubbed Ren Zhaoyuan's back for a long time and was going down the tailbone. He was interrupted at this moment and did not take it back. The burning palm moved a few inches to cover the narrow waist tightly, and his voice was soft Shen: "You take it."

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't really want to answer the phone at this time, and originally planned to turn off the ringer and put the mute on, but the call was from Tan's mother.

"Cough..." Ren Zhaoyuan took Tan Zheng's wrist and took his hand away, and swipe to answer, "Auntie."

Tan Zheng could only watch as Ren Zhaoyuan walked away from him, and while answering the phone, he even straightened his shirt, except that the hair on the back of his head was a little messed up by him during the kiss just now, and he didn't see anything unusual at all.

"I have already received it, yes," Ren Zhaoyuan said, turning to look at Tan Zheng, "he is here, we just came back, and I forgot to tell you and uncle first."

Mother Tan smiled and said it was fine. She had been thinking about it for a day. Now that the people in the Civil Affairs Bureau were off work and there was no news, she couldn't help but call and ask. Just pick it up.

"Take a picture for me later when you have time?"

"I'll send it to you now."

"No hurry, no hurry," Tan's father interrupted Tan's mother halfway through her words, thinking about the business, "Zhaoyuan, your uncle and I want to go to S City to meet your uncle and aunt, but we don't know when they will be. convenient."

Father Tan couldn't help but uttered: "Why are you still 'uncle', you're already married, it's time to change your tune. "

Tan's mother immediately stopped Tan's father: "Get the red packet ready first, you are so beautiful."

Ren Zhaoyuan was reaching out to Tan Zheng for the marriage certificate, intending to take a picture of it for them to see, when he heard this, he smiled softly: "No red envelopes, because I'm used to my name and didn't change it just now, Mom, Dad."

Tan's father and Tan's mother agreed in unison: "Hey!"

Mother Tan had always remembered Ren Zhaoyuan's life experience in her heart, and heard that he still called Auntie when he first answered the phone, fearing that he would not be used to it.At this moment, he was relieved to hear that he changed his words naturally, and said with a smile: "You must have the red envelopes for the changes. You are not stupid, you don't want to give the red envelopes."

"A lot has been given."

Before the two went back together before leaving, Tan's father and Tan's mother made a special trip to seal a bank card in the red envelope for Ren Zhaoyuan, saying that it must be given to Ren Zhaoyuan when they met for the first time, and asked him to keep it.This time, when someone delivered the household registration booklet, they sealed another one, saying it was Tianxi.

"It's more or less, it's all about the details, and there can't be less."

Ren Zhaoyuan could only smile and say, "Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Tan's father and mother Tan were called to iron the post, and they chatted with Ren Zhaoyuan for a long time. Ren Zhaoyuan told them not to bring gifts, and the uncle's house would not bring any gifts. They just had a meal with their own family. agree to come down.

Tan Zheng didn't have much sense of existence except for sending a photo of his marriage certificate with his mobile phone, so he leaned on the sofa and looked at Ren Zhaoyuan chatting with his parents, and smiled unconsciously.

In fact, he doesn't need to reconcile anything, even if he didn't say those words in the kitchen when he returned home, his parents would still like Ren Zhaoyuan very much.

Father Tan has a patriotic heart and a strong sense of national pride. He has been there countless times. He was so excited when he watched a Chinese athlete win the championship against Jedi that he was so excited that he dropped the walnut that he had been dishing for more than 20 years. .

Compared with Tan's mother, he accepted Ren Zhaoyuan well at first, but after learning about Ren Zhaoyuan's international competitions and awards, he even said that the Tan family had found a treasure.

Tan's mother was indeed a little unhappy at the beginning, but it was not a big problem. Ren Zhaoyuan was good enough, but she was soft-hearted. After knowing Ren Zhaoyuan's background, her attitude was obviously different, and it was only a matter of time before the relationship changed.

After the college entrance examination, Tan’s father and Tan’s mother wanted to compensate Tan Zheng. It was obvious that they bought him mobile phones, computers and clothes, and gave him living expenses far beyond ordinary expenses. Most of the conflicts are dealt with with a few short words that are neither salty nor insipid. After coming to S City to go to school, they become more and more unfamiliar with their family.

Later, I gradually figured it out and let it go, and I didn't care about it, and the relationship with my parents gradually improved, but only to the current level.Not unfamiliar, not intimate, rarely chatting, occasionally calling and finishing what needs to be said, this is the mode of getting along that they are both used to and comfortable with.

It was only now that Tan Zheng discovered that the guilt and desire to make up for his parents had not disappeared, but he didn't need it, which made his parents unable to do so.

On the other hand, Ren Zhaoyuan has a good temper, is patient, and always longs for the love of his parents. He accepts all the care and subtle care from Tan's father and Tan's mother, and pays attention to many details.

What Tan Zheng gave to his family was very straightforward, high-quality life, and endless money, Ren Zhaoyuan was different.

He knew that Father Tan's throat was inflamed, so he would buy good quality Qinan oil and carefully teach Father Tan how to use it. He heard Mother Tan's nasal voice on the phone and would be concerned about whether he was feeling well, and would call the next day to ask if the cold was better.

Never do it on purpose, every little thing is natural.

Such is his character.

Tan's father and Tan's mother don't have a high desire to spend, and their own income is more than enough to live on. Most of the money that Tan Zheng gives is saved, and they are not even willing to buy more houses.They don't have much financial needs, but Tan Zheng can't give them emotional needs.

Those years of backlogged emotions and expectations that could not get feedback from Tan Zheng finally found a focus on Ren Zhaoyuan.

Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan's father and Tan's mother bumped into each other, and everything they wanted and what they wanted to give were perfectly matched. They didn't need anyone to deliberately guide them to find out, and they would always form a harmonious and close relationship.

Everything happened so well that it seemed destined.

Tan Zheng thought of the seaside, in the flower corridor, under the wind chime, what Ren Zhaoyuan wrote down one stroke at a time—[It was only later that I believed that the world was destined. 】

He believed it too.

Ren Zhaoyuan was destined to come to him.

"Tan Zheng is by the side, listening all the time."

Tan Zheng regained his composure and raised his eyebrows slightly. Ren Zhaoyuan handed him the mobile phone with the speaker turned on. Tan's mother said happy birthday to him on the other side. Tan's father said to let him eat something good. hand saying "yes".

"Have you considered the wedding? When are you going to do it?"

Tan Zheng leaned on Ren Zhaoyuan's shoulder and looked up at him, saying, "It's not decided yet, we've discussed it and told you and Dad."

"Then discuss it with you. The wedding is a big event, so you have to prepare in advance. By the way, you should call your uncle's house and talk about the meeting. Don't make Zhaoyuan worry about it all the time."

Tan Zheng agreed: "Well, I will fight now."

After finishing the call, Tan Zheng didn't intend to make a phone call, relying on Ren Zhaoyuan to kiss and touch him, and even if he got an inch, he would make more progress.

The lingering atmosphere couldn't come back for a while, and Tan Zheng pressed Ren Zhaoyuan for a long time to make a fuss before he finally felt that he should get back his money. As soon as he let go, Ren Zhaoyuan slapped him on the side of his waist, panting.

Ren Zhaoyuan's hair was messed up, his clothes were wrinkled, his lips were wet, and the tips of his ears were red. Tan Zheng smiled and kissed his slightly sweaty nose: "Do you want to do it?"

"Don't do it," Ren Zhaoyuan glared at him, "Get up, you're dead."

Tan Zheng's heart shuddered at this smiling and annoyed look, and he couldn't help but kiss him again.

In fact, Tan Zheng didn't really want to do it, he didn't ask if he really wanted to do it.When I first came back, I couldn't control myself, but now I have slowed down, thinking that Ren Zhaoyuan will eat on time, and now I am afraid that today's dinner will be ruined.

But I couldn't help but want to make trouble with Ren Zhaoyuan, want to kiss him, want to bite him, want to see his lively expressions and movements, want to be hit by him a few times without pain or itching.

Every time Tan Zheng got excited, Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't stand him, and finally Tan Zheng was satisfied before pushing away, wanting to be angry and laughing: "Call your phone."

In fact, there is no reason why two men who are not too different in size can really fight against each other.

It is a pleasure to see Tan Zheng happy, and Ren Zhaoyuan likes him to be happy.

"Should I fight myself?"

"I can't even make phone calls by myself," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and pinched his face, "Tan, President?"

Tan Zheng nodded eagerly: "No, I have to accompany you."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing when he saw him: "I'm going to change clothes, I'll be here in a while."

Tan Zheng was like a clingy person, he insisted on going to the cloakroom to change clothes together, and went upstairs to make a phone call together.

As soon as the phone call was made, the coquettish person disappeared. Tan Zheng's every sentence from the registration and receipt to the appointment time was prudent and proper, and even Ren Zhaoyuan said that both parties should not bring special gifts when meeting.

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and ordered the dinner to be delivered, facing the news that it seemed to be blown up, he didn't know where to start, so he simply put it aside.

Tan's father and Tan's mother said that they have time to see each other whenever they are free, and now their uncle and aunt say the same. Tan Zheng turned to see Ren Zhaoyuan move his phone towards him, and Ren Zhaoyuan smiled silently: "Uncle, Tan Zheng's family also said It depends on your time, otherwise I will decide, can this weekend be okay?"

"Okay, if you ask them to agree, I will book a hotel."

"Okay, let me ask again."

My aunt looked at the photo sent by Ren Zhaoyuan and said it looked good. Thinking about Wen Gu, who was as old as Tan Zheng, she couldn't help being anxious: "Wen Gu has been in the laboratory again for the past two days, and I don't know when I can give it to you." I will bring a daughter-in-law back."

Tan Zheng said: "Wen Gu's conditions are good in all aspects, but I'm busy with research and don't have time, don't worry, Auntie."

"You don't know, his vision is as high as the sky. An aunt introduced a pretty little girl to him before, but he didn't like it and said it wasn't what he wanted. He wants education, ability, appearance, and family that are better than him in everything. , she has a good personality, if there is such a girl, why would she want to be with him..."

After finishing the phone call, Tan Zheng hugged Ren Zhaoyuan and smiled: "My aunt said just now that Wen Gu has high vision. If there is someone who is better than him in every aspect, why should you follow him?"

During the call, the speaker was on, Ren Zhaoyuan heard it, and didn't know why Tan Zheng repeated it, and blinked inexplicably: "Well, what's wrong?"

"Teacher Ren is better than me in every aspect, and he has a better personality."

The second half of what my aunt said was "Why are you with him?" Ren Zhaoyuan took the time to pinch a little bit of flesh around Tan Zheng's waist and waited for the next word. Tan Zheng kissed him resoundingly on the face: "Why am I so powerful?"

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't hold back Matsushita's strength, turned his head and smiled.

After finishing the meal, Tan Zheng placed his presents one by one carefully like a baby, and Ren Zhaoyuan accompanied him. After Tan Zheng put away everything from wooden books to cardboard, Ren Zhaoyuan picked up the file bag on the table, Thinking about separating the household registration booklet, I took the time to send it back to my uncle's house.

When he was a child, he was listed in his grandmother's household registration book, and later he was taken to S city by his uncle, and he was recorded in his name in the name of adoption.During the last marriage, both he and Zhao Yuanqing had household registrations in City S, and there was no need for objective circumstances. The Zhao family had no plans to separate households, and he did not want to transfer their household registrations to the Zhao family.

Opening a copy belonged to Tan Zheng, Ren Zhaoyuan closed it and handed it to him, talking about what he had refrained from saying to him a few days ago: "My parents are both named Tan, the first thing I saw when I first received the household registration booklet I almost thought I was wrong."

"Yes, when I was a child, I thought for a while that everyone's parents had the same surname."

Tan Zheng took the household registration booklet in his hand, smiled and put it back, pressing it on another household registration booklet.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned to look at him.

Tan Zheng said, "We're married."

Ren Zhaoyuan was startled.

He understood.

Married, so can form a new home.

The two of them can have a brand new household registration book that belongs to them.

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan smiled suddenly, "We're married."

The two people’s public platform has been highly discussed since the news was posted, and the comment area is full of enthusiasm. The statement forwarded by Tan Zheng from the former Zhaoyuan and the picture and text forwarded by Ren Zhaoyuan sent by Tan Zheng today have been combined with screenshots. Tan Only one image photo that was released publicly was cut down and put together with countless photos of Ren Zhaoyuan. Some passers-by’s sneak shots that only caused a small splash before were reposted and liked countless times, and private social software messages became even more popular. of unread.

But neither of the two righteous masters was in the mood to watch.

Originally, Ren Zhaoyuan planned to reply partly, but just after reading the unread messages in the group, before the first reply was sent, Tan Zheng said quietly beside him, "This is our wedding night..."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled, and threw the phone aside without even pressing the send button for the last time, turned over and straddled Tan Zheng's legs, lowered his head, supported his shoulder with one hand, and raised his chin with the other: "Then, what does President Tan want to do?" Spend this wedding night?"

Tan Zheng directly hugged his legs and carried him away vertically.

According to what Tan Zheng said, tonight is the wedding night, and not a minute or a second should be wasted.

As for the way not to waste..

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his neck and was held in his throat again, his broken voice was prolonged and softened, and out of tune with the tense and trembling of his body from the inside out, finally only a low panting remained.

"Zhaoyuan..."

"Um.."

"Teacher Ren?"

"Um.."

"division--"

Ren Zhaoyuan directly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Tan Zheng smiled and kissed his palm, then leaned over to kiss him again.

"Zhaoyuan..."

He always yelled over and over again, Ren Zhaoyuan's body and spirit were limp and weak, and there was a vague answer in his throat.

Tan Zheng sucked his ear, and called his name again in his ear, magnetic, low, and bewitching, Ren Zhaoyuan shrank and hid in the voice that caressed the nerve endings: "Stop calling..."

"I want to tie you up."

"Um.."

Tan Zheng rubbed his ears with his fingertips, and his voice became hoarse: "I said, I want to tie you up."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled very lightly, and lazily opened his eyes halfway to look at Tan Zheng: "I said, yes."

Tan Zheng's possessiveness is always particularly obvious on the bed, he needs to look at Ren Zhaoyuan's face, he needs to keep Ren Zhaoyuan tight, he wants to leave a mark on Ren Zhaoyuan's body, he wants to hug, kiss, and deprive him of the air.

Even if Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't move, Tan Zheng's hands would always clasp his wrists unconsciously, behind his back or on top of his head.

Ren Zhaoyuan always knew that if Tan Zheng hadn't forcibly tied his hands with a tie in that situation before, his wrists would have been tied up countless times on the bed.

After all, Tan Zheng's ability to learn without a teacher is very strong, swimming pool, mirror, control... He can develop many methods beyond Ren Zhaoyuan's cognition, and then he tries to observe Ren Zhaoyuan's reaction step by step.

Liked, ashamed, sensitive... Tan Zheng can judge Ren Zhaoyuan's acceptance from his silent reaction, and then decide whether it is possible and how often it should be in the future.

Only this one, Tan Zheng dare not.

He remembered more deeply than Ren Zhaoyuan what he did wrong.

Even if he finally couldn't help it, he didn't need to try it out, he asked clearly, as long as Ren Zhaoyuan disagreed, that one star was not allowed at all.

But when Ren Zhaoyuan said that he had exposed it, he really completely exposed it.

"Tie it up for you," Ren Zhaoyuan folded his wrists and raised his wrists, looking at him from bottom to top, "What do you want to use?"

Tan Zheng put on the nightgown for Ren Zhaoyuan in the bathroom, and then took it off in the bedroom.

Now, he grabbed the bathrobe hanging by the bed and pulled the tie around his waist.

Round and round, Ren Zhaoyuan was tied up.

Ren Zhaoyuan watched quietly, thinking that he would tie it into a knot, but the remaining two ends were only loose, and the middle part was put into his curled up palm.

Tan Zheng asked him to hold it by himself.

It was difficult for Ren Zhaoyuan to distinguish whether it was the sense of security Tan Zheng gave him or the source of some bad satisfaction from Tan Zheng himself.

But he didn't have a chance to ask, and the next second he uncontrollably clenched the strap in his hand.

At such times, his voice, strength, reaction, and breathing are all involuntary.

He lost his enjoyment in the high, and shivered in the fall.

"Zhaoyuan..."

"Um.."

"Call me."

The response just now was all based on instinct, Ren Zhaoyuan parted his lips, and after a long time he recovered from the almost convulsive peak, and called him: "Tan Zheng."

"Change one."

"what?"

Tan Zheng kissed the corners of his eyes very tenderly, expanding the trace where a drop of sparkling light had slipped unconsciously just now: "We are married."

Ren Zhaoyuan loosened the lace that was tightly clenched in his hand, and the tightly tied wrist was slowly sagging with the movement of his lifting.

The distance between the wrists gradually increased, Ren Zhaoyuan hooked the back of Tan Zheng's neck before the strap fell off, pulled him a few millimeters away, and said, "Call me first."

Tan Zheng loves Ren Zhaoyuan's current state, even if he is exhausted, a light movement of his fingertips can still draw out his soul completely.

"husband."

He yelled crisply, Ren Zhaoyuan was slightly stunned and then chuckled, then pressed Tan Zheng a little lower and kissed him on the lips encouragingly: "Call again..."

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly tightened his grip on the lace, and then, amidst the shaking and swaying, his wrists were bound and tightened again.

He couldn't bear to hide, but Tan Zheng wanted to give more.

Tan Zheng kissed the two marks on his left ear, and his scorching breath burned the words that came out, hugged and mixed, and threw themselves on Ren Zhaoyuan's ear.

"Do you like to hear it, husband..."

98 [2];

After a whole night of indulgence, the two of them didn't even go out the next day.

Ren Zhaoyuan slept until the afternoon, and vaguely remembered that Tan Zheng fed him some soup and porridge in the middle, it seemed that there were two times.

Right now Tan Zheng was sleeping soundly next to him, Ren Zhaoyuan almost thought it was his own dream, but he knew it was real without feeling hungry even after sleeping till now.

Tan Zheng woke up as soon as Ren Zhaoyuan moved. He didn't want to disturb Tan Zheng, but he needed to go to the bathroom, and Tan Zheng hugged him too tightly.

The master bedroom was in disarray, and they slept in the next bedroom.It was a long way to go to the bathroom, so Tan Zheng got off the bed and hugged him.

Ren Zhaoyuan felt it was unfair.

He didn't have such physical strength when he was young.

"Are you right?"

Tan Zheng couldn't help laughing, and teased him: "Can a man ask this?"

When he got to the bathroom, Ren Zhaoyuan pushed him out before Tan Zheng could speak out.

Although it wasn't in this bathroom, the similar layout replayed some indescribable images in my mind.

He's never been like last night in his life.

Excessive loss of control made him still face hot and knees when he thought about it now.

It's too much.

He only had one serious dinner a day, and Ren Zhaoyuan was about to make up his mind and was about to make an appointment with Tan Zheng for three chapters, but he was afraid that Tan Zheng would always bear it, and finally retreated from "not allowed" again and again, to the extent of last night, at most a month twice.

After resting for another night, Ren Zhaoyuan went to the design park, distributed red envelopes and candies to everyone, received a lot of blessings and jokes, forgot it when he arrived at the workshop, and only took a breath when he sat down as usual.

The taste of a certain place is really indescribable, my waist is almost torn apart by Tan Zheng.

He also said that this level can happen twice a month, and I am afraid that once is enough for him.

【Once every two months】

Tan Zheng was probably busy, and replied after a while: 【Are you uncomfortable】;

[Comfortable, I can't stand this kind of comfort when I'm old]

Tan Zheng read the news for a few seconds.

As soon as he came out of the conference room, he called Ren Zhaoyuan before returning to the office, with a slight smile in his voice: "Teacher Ren, I'm asking, did you suddenly realize that it was because you were not feeling well?"

Ren Zhaoyuan was silent for two seconds and hung up the phone.

This was the first time that Ren Zhaoyuan hung up on his phone without saying hello, but Tan Zheng was so flattered as if he had received some preferential treatment, he couldn't even hold back his laughter.

Going back to the chat interface, the message has been withdrawn.

Tan Zheng curled up his lips and sent Ren Zhaoyuan a message to coax others, just as if the withdrawn message never existed.

The assistant looked at it from a distance and was secretly amazed. Everyone knew about the marriage. On the second day of the wedding, the boss disappeared for a whole day and spread all over the place. Qi fried the pot.

Without him, Mr. Tan's non-cold face is so charming that he exudes four big characters from the inside out-everyone celebrates a happy event.

The assistant is 29 years old this year. She is exactly [-] years old. She wants to be strong. When she was in school, she was busy with her studies, and she was always the first. I have very little interest in this area, and I am overwhelmed by things I am more passionate about when I think about it occasionally.

There are countless examples of falling in love and getting married all over the place, only the money earned is real.

But she has been in Anyu since she graduated, and only this year has seen her boss look completely different in these years.

Especially today.

Even people like Tan Zheng will change into another appearance in the relationship, so she suddenly couldn't help but wonder what magic power the relationship has, and felt for the first time that maybe meeting someone who belongs to her and feeling the cliché and happy life together very nice.

"Ye Wen."

The assistant stepped forward immediately: "Mr. Tan."

"Is there any important work today?"

The fundamental purpose of hearing these words is not to ask about work arrangements. Ye Wen’s professionalism is online, and he comprehensively analyzes the boss’s need to leave the company immediately and the importance of work in today’s schedule, and finally comes to the conclusion that she and the boss are both lucky. .

She doesn't have to be a middleman to kill the boss, and the boss doesn't have to be forced to face work.

"You planned to attend the summary meeting of the marketing department this afternoon. In the evening, Mr. Wu invited you to the banquet for the child's full moon ceremony."

"Give me a copy of the minutes of the meeting, and send a gift to me at the banquet in the evening."

"Alright Mr. Tan."

Tan Zheng got into the car and called Ren Zhaoyuan, asking, "Are you busy? I want to pick you up from get off work."

They brought their household registration booklets, ID cards and marriage certificates to the new household registration, and the parents of both sides met with organic fruits and handmade scented tea.

Those two bright red marriage certificates, Tan Zheng saw winter from autumn.

Cook a few meals, say a few laughs, light a lamp and chat in the rainy night, hug each other and say "morning" in the early morning.

When the first snowfall in City S was coming, Tan Zheng booked a flight abroad, but later canceled it.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want to.

He doesn't deliberately face it, and he never wants to hide.

When the first snow fell, Ren Zhaoyuan was steaming pineapple rice with Tan Zheng in the kitchen. When he looked outside before going to bed, a thick layer had already accumulated on the ground, and the flawless pure white was particularly conspicuous.

"You were lying there at that time," Ren Zhaoyuan pointed out the window, "I thought something happened to you."

Tan Zheng embraced him from behind, and Ren Zhaoyuan leaned against Tan Zheng and sat in the space left by the center of his crossed legs, bending his knees and stepping barefoot on his calf.

"You told me to forget it, I wanted to fight again, and I was afraid that if you refused too quickly, you might not even have the chance to stand downstairs, so I wanted to stand a little longer," Tan Zheng touched Ren Zhaoyuan's ear with his lips , smiled, "I don't know what I was thinking at the time, I actually lay down and caused you to fall down the stairs."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing, and said to him in the words of the time: "I'm sick."

"Well, I'm quite sick," Tan Zheng laid Ren Zhaoyuan back sideways, pressed him up and kissed him, "Fortunately, you rescued me."

The glass is not one-way, and there are not enough curtains that are slowly closed with the remote control. The lights in the room are on, and the details of every movement will be cast as shadows on the window to be seen by the outside.

Ren Zhaoyuan urged Tan Zheng to go back to the room, and Tan Zheng lifted the wool blanket on the floor to wrap the two of them in it.

He moved very slowly, taking Ren Zhaoyuan up little by little.

Ren Zhaoyuan was almost so nervous that he couldn't breathe, he forgot the snow that was still falling, and there was only a narrow space under the blanket in the whole world.

"Zhaoyuan."

"Um.."

"The first snow of this year, we were on the balcony at home,..." The words behind were straightforward, Tan Zheng lowered his voice to the lowest, and whispered to Ren Zhaoyuan.

The snow melted quickly, they went out together every day, Tan Zheng sent him to the design park, and picked him up in the afternoon.

When the second snow fell, it was the anniversary of my grandmother's death.

Ren Zhaoyuan took Tan Zheng back to the town where he was born, and described to him what it was like when he was a child with the memories he had kept for many years.

They brought their marriage certificate, household registration booklet, and a bouquet of flowers to their grandma's grave and told her that Ren Zhaoyuan now has a home.

Very nice home.

The two lived in the small town for a few days, and they ushered in the third snow this year.

The snow wasn't too heavy, it was scattered and powdery, and it would cover and submerge the ground.

The neighbor's grandmother who didn't go out often knocked on the door early in the morning and brought them hot soup dumplings. She touched Ren Zhaoyuan's arm and said that he was in better spirits than in previous years. They quickly entered the house to eat while it was hot, and walked away slowly on the thin snow.

After eating, Tan Zheng washed and dried the tableware, and continued tidying up with Ren Zhaoyuan.

They have been doing these things slowly these days, visiting grandma's tomb, cleaning, going out for a stroll in the old street, and taking a boat ride on the river.

It was snowing outside today, the two of them didn't plan to go out, and stayed at home to sort out many things that might be older than Ren Zhaoyuan.

"What is this?" Tan Zheng picked up a metal gun, and it was not real at first glance, but it didn't look like a toy, more like something with a special purpose but shaped like a gun.

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at the things in his hand and pointed to his left ear: "It's used for ear piercing."

At that time, I played at home, and when I thought about it, I knew that there would be no such thing as anesthesia.Tan Zheng roughly understood the principle, and raised his brows slightly: "Use this to penetrate directly with short-term force?"

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan showed him the front, "There will be a pointed metal ear pin here."

Hearing what he said, Tan Zheng turned to look at the box where it was placed: "There is none here."

"No more, I used up the last one when I called myself."

"Can I still buy it?"

It would be strange if Ren Zhaoyuan still couldn't hear what Tan Zheng wanted to do.

"do not--"

Tan Zheng kissed him and cut off his words in half.

"Don't rush to refuse, okay?" Tan Zheng touched Ren Zhaoyuan's left ear with his fingertips, on which he wore the earrings he put on himself in the morning, "I want to have something like you on me, very special think."

"I know you don't want to hurt me, and you don't think you need to use these to prove anything, but I really want it."

"You don't like the reason for the back tattoo, but the meaning of the ear piercing is different, right?"

"When you were only a few years old, grandma agreed to pierce your ears. I guess grandma is a very forward-thinking person. She will definitely not ask you with her own ideas, and she will not treat you like an ignorant child. She will encourage you. You try everything you want to try, don't blame you for being naughty.."

Before Tan Zheng finished speaking, Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes were already sore.

Those distant times, at this moment, seem to be witnessed by Tan Zheng.

"Although same-sex marriage was not legal at that time, I think if my grandma was still alive, she would respect your choice and bless us. If I wanted to have my ears pierced like you did when I was a child, my grandma would agree."

"That's right, you give me a meeting gift for grandma."

It was still snowing, and they went out in the swaying snow.

The grandma who used to have her ears pierced is no longer there. They traveled all over the town, and finally saw a wooden sign saying "ear piercing" outside a row of gray tile houses.

It's not the LED lights on the street or the swashes written with colored pens. Almost at the first sight, Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng felt that there was something they wanted here.

The metal gun has not been used for too many years and needs to replace the spring.After changing, Ren Zhaoyuan carefully cleaned and disinfected, dripped lubricating oil, experimented with several pieces of cloth, and finally applied alcohol to Tan Zheng's left earlobe after confirming that everything was safe.

"It will hurt."

Tan Zheng looked at him and smiled, and said, "I will like it."

Ren Zhaoyuan showed a soft smile in his always straightforward and sincere eyes: "Okay."

Ren Zhaoyuan had only used this metal gun twice.

Once it has grown after more than 20 years, and once it oozes a few bloodstains and has just been worn.

Tan Zheng didn't take his eyes off his face for a moment: "This year's third snowfall, you left me with the same mark as you."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan looked at the snow outside the window, then turned back to meet Tan Zheng's eyes, "I remember."

Ren Zhaoyuan's real resistance has never been snow, and at this moment, he no longer feels that the overwhelming whiteness is so glaring and depressing.

In a blink of an eye, so many things flooded into his mind, so many that he couldn't capture a certain scene among them.

In the end, he stopped at a similar scene. He sat on the wooden bench that Tan Zheng was sitting on now, and felt a sharp numb pain coming from his left ear.

Then warm and rough hands touched his head.

He also patted Tan Zheng's head, leaned over and kissed her red earlobe like a cicada's wings brushing, and then gently blew on the wound, coaxing Tan Zheng as softly as when he was being coaxed: " It doesn't hurt, baby."

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