MTL - Bringing Along a Ball and Hiding from Foreign Devils-Chapter 52 change
Ren Zhouyuan always felt that in the love words, Leonid estimated that he had a perfect score.
But even if he knew that this might be his sweet talk, Ren Zhouyuan could not be moved.
Leonid’s words made him jump out of his own thoughts for years. Although Leonid’s words are so simple and straightforward, as he himself said, Chinese is really a very interesting language. There is no problem in understanding his name. Similarly, Leonid’s interpretation of his name has his reasons.
Ren Zhouyuan slept peacefully that night, feeling more relaxed than before. In the past, those things that clamped him in the subconscious did not seem to disappear that night, even after a long period of time.
The conversation between the two of them seemed to have happened that night. The topic of the second child has not appeared between the two. Everything is so natural, and life is gradually on the track. Occasionally, Fan Wenfeng mentions a similar topic. Ren Zhouyuan I can also smile and face, as if I had never had trouble with him.
At first Leonid would also worry about whether Ren Zhouyuan’s performance deliberately concealed his inner real thoughts. He secretly observed that he was a distant man. Once he saw him and An An, he would be uneasy, and picking up An An would also be with him. Going, I am afraid that when he sees the child, he will start to drill the horns.
But gradually, Leonid found that he had made a big fuss, and Ren Zhouyuan not only did not have a radical reaction, but also did not feel depressed and frowning. This made him secretly relieved, but after a while, he began to feel nervous, because he found Ren Zhouyuan Looking at the childcare book he secretly hid!
Before discovering this, Leonid had already noticed that Ren Zhouyuan was a little different. Although he used to accompany An An in the past, but the recent time for Zhou Yuan to accompany An An has become more and more, he will also whisper with An An, and even occasionally ran back to sleep with An An for a night or two, even An An secretly Run over and ask if he is quarreling with Dad.
Of course, they didn’t quarrel, and their feelings were better than before. It’s just that Leonid was surprised.
Later Leonid discovered that Ren Zhouyuan occasionally dazed the children in the community, watching them play in the garden in the community, a thoughtful look, it looks like Leonid’s frightened war, but he Nothing was said, what should I do after I finished my stay, let Leonid look confused.
The most obvious change is the recent sex. Every time he tears open the condom, Ren Zhouyuan will always stare at the sleeve. The eyes seem to be staring out of a hole. If Leonid’s “self-control” is amazing, He was so obsessed with the minutes he was going to vent.
These changes have accumulated, and Leonid is hard to detect anything. He thought that Ren Zhouyuan was still thinking about giving birth to a child, so he repeatedly hinted that he really didn't mind, but he didn't expect the progress of the matter to be beyond his expectations.
That afternoon, he just came out of the study and saw Ren Zhouyuan holding a book in the living room. He didn't think much at first, but he glanced at the cover of the book. The more he saw it, the closer he saw it, the more he found himself. The parenting Bible that was collected some time ago!
Leonid’s heartbeat accelerated, and the book was hidden after the last dispute between the two men. He was afraid that Ren Zhouyuan would think more and think that he still had a baby’s heart. He calmly walked down to sit around Ren Zhouyuan, his arm on the back of the sofa behind him, pretending to ask: "What are you looking at?"
Ren Zhouyuan automatically consciously pasted it, and found a comfortable position in his arms. He showed him the cover and went back to see it. He said: "This book is quite good. I found that Chinese and foreigners are really different. You look here," he pointed to the book. Somewhere: "Chinese parents hear that their children are crying, they will pick them up, but the foreign practice is to let them cry before they hug them."
Ren Zhouyuan will only say a few more examples, and he will not be surprised by the difference between Chinese and Western education. Leonid carefully observed the expression of Ren Zhouyuan and found that he really was discussing the contents of the book with him. He did not anticipate excessive reactions and did not have the same brilliance as before.
His heart moved, there was a conjecture somewhere in his heart, and even the heartbeat began to accelerate. He pondered for a while and said: "Well, raising children is also a kind of learning, there are too many places to learn."
Ren Zhouyuan heard the silence. After two seconds, he closed the book, put the book on the front coffee table, and turned his legs and turned to Leonid. He looked at him for a long while, then silently picked up one of his hands and put it in his heart. He looked into Leonid’s eyes and said slowly: "If I don't do well, you have to help me." ""
This sentence is like responding to the last conversation of Leonid. When Leonid heard it, the heartbeat was faster and the heart was about to jump out of the throat. As a counter-hand, he took Ren Zhouyuan's hand in his palm and held him hard. His tone was excited and he asked with uncertainty: "Is that what I meant?"
Ren Zhouyuan looked at him and suddenly smiled. The afternoon sun came in through the window and poured it on his face, making his smile look warmer. Ren Zhouyuan put the empty hand on Leonid’s face and kissed him and kissed his mouth. He nodded and said, “I hope it will not be too late.”
Leonid violently held Ren Zhouyuan into his arms, and his hands tightened and tightened, as if he wanted to melt him into his body.
He kissed his head several times and repeated in his ear: "Not late, never too late, thank you, thank you..."
Ren Zhouyuan relaxed himself, hugged him, buried his head on his shoulder, breathing the smell of Leonid, and his heart was calm.
Maybe he will still not do well this time, he will hide, he will be scared and sad because of others’ eyes, but after so many years, some things are already blurred, but the moment he is holding Anan’s moment is that he will not be a lifetime. Forgotten.
He didn't think that he could consider regenerating a child one day, but Leonid gave him the courage to believe that he could face other people's eyes without being afraid of others. This time, he hopes that Leonid can share this joy with him, so that he will not miss every moment of his child's growth.
After Ren Zhouyuan nodded and promised to try to regenerate a baby, Leonid did not delay for almost a moment. He was like a man who was just a father. The smile on his face has not diminished. He actively purchased baby products, clearly Ren Quanyuan. There is no news on the belly, and he has already planned to go to college for his children.
Ren Zhouyuan looked helplessly at him to do this, fully able to feel his enthusiasm for the child, and he had a moment of guilt about rejecting him before. However, no amount of guilt was able to look at his more and more exaggerated moves. When watching a pile of baby clothes to go to the house, Ren Zhouyuan stopped him in time, and a pot of cold water ruined his eager behavior.
Ren Zhouyuan urged Leonid to say: "Are you neglecting one of the most important things?"
Leonid, who was immersed in the fantasies of his children, couldn’t understand what he was talking about and looked at him with a puzzled look.
Ren Zhouyuan sighed helplessly, looked down at his belly and saw Leonid still do not understand, he did not anger to point to his stomach, word by word: "I am still no. ·on!"
Ren Zhouyuan’s sentence was like a good drink, and he woke up Leonid and gave him a reminder. He immediately stopped the hand that was still browsing the baby products website. He stood up and squatted and took up Ren Xiangyuan to go to the bedroom.
Ren Zhouyuan was shocked. After the reaction, he slammed Leonid and let him put himself down. He glanced at the man's serious face and finally gave up the struggle and tied his head in his arms.
Well, your own pot has to be your own back.
