Chapter 49 "Aunt"

For some unknown reason, Zhuyan Qi Fei couldn't let go of the tie that Tan Rong had given him.
Before the battle officially broke out, he just wanted to mess up his tie and make it as wrinkled as possible.
But when he faced the enemy alone, he found himself in a reversed position with the tie.
In the beginning, how hard did Zhuyanxi try to mess up the tie? And afterwards, how powerless and weak, trembling, unable to pull it off and throw it aside.
A narrow and long fabric of a grayish-blue color is loosely wrapped around his fingertips, with the end draping down to his wrist, making his translucent and fair skin stand out even more.
The hands of the clock move neither fast nor slow, one tick after another, pushing the hour hand forward with difficulty.
During the preparation for exams, Zhuyanxi felt that time passed extremely slowly when reading books and solving problems. He wished to write more words, hoping to exhaust the allocated study time as quickly as possible.
However, at present, it seems that "second" should not be the basic unit of time in the International System of Units, there should be smaller, shorter, and more elusive units to define time.
Chaotic ties, a heartbeat without any rhythm.
Finally, there's...a shamefully chaotic person.
After enduring a long and endless century, not even the thought of crying can be summoned. Note: The translation has been provided without removing the "
He is like a herbivore that has been tormented by natural enemies. After escaping from a blank mind, he tightly wraps himself in the blanket and curls up in the corner of the large bed against the wall.
Weak, pitiful, and helpless, he desperately clenches his teeth, trying his best not to burst into tears, licking the fresh wounds left behind by the real bullets.
Tan Rong, who played the role of the archenemy, sat on the other side of the battlefield. He bent one long leg near the edge of the bed, resting his elbow lightly on his knee. His well-defined biceps had a firm and attractive contour, with a few faint red scratch marks on the surface, almost bloodshot and appearing painful.
The poised posture should have been a sign of victory, but... it remained quiet as if guilty.
Tan Rong sat in silence for a moment, moved her forearm, and attempted to touch the person hidden under the blanket.
A herbivorous animal scratched its shoulder when someone tried to touch it, evading their hand and huffing, "Don't touch me."
Although still sounding fierce, there was a hint of embarrassment in its tone, not wanting to be noticed.
While still smiling, I continued my movements without stopping and placed my palm on top of his hair. I rubbed it twice in the direction of the hair and said, "It has been ten minutes already. There's no reason it should still hurt. Come out, I'll take a look for you."
"Look at what? Who asked you to look??" Zhuyan Xi immediately reacted like a cat with its tail stepped on, shrinking even tighter.
Did he have no idea how much it hurt in his heart? How dare he say such things with a straight face.
Tánróng couldn't bear it any longer and gave a light laugh before patting his head. "If that's the case, you should come out too. Hurry up and go to the bathroom to take a shower. It's sticky all over your body, don't you feel uncomfortable?"
Zhúyánqī shifted his legs inside the blanket, realizing that certain things weren't cleaned properly, and indeed, he felt a bit uneasy.
"You put on your pants first before you speak, it's broad daylight, no hooliganism allowed," he muttered under his breath, tucking his chin into his collar and turning his back to the man.
Tan Rong chuckled again, giving his hair a gentle tug before standing up as instructed. He casually picked up a pair of pants and slipped them on.
Taking advantage of the moment when the other person was putting on clothes, Zhuyan Xi buried her face in the pillow and gently rubbed it twice, attempting to erase any traces of tear secretion without leaving any marks.
It may feel refreshing, it may be stimulating, but damn, it really hurts.
Thinking of my reaction at that time, I feel so embarrassed that I want to dig a hole in the bed and hide directly under it.
I couldn't provoke scoundrels before, and now I definitely can't provoke the ones I've been avoiding for so many years. Leaving him with such an unforgettable memory just once, it's simply inhumane.
Zhu Yixi complains in his heart that Tan Rong is not a decent person, but he never regrets prompting him to take the initiative.
It's a case of acquiring the taste for it.
Compared to this "taste," the pain that could cost lives doesn't seem like much.
Relieve the unexplained embarrassment, Zhuyan Xiqi slowly crawled out of the blanket and caught sight of the scratches on Tan Rong's upper body, causing his gaze to momentarily pause.
Then, as Tan Rong reached out to embrace him, Zhuyan Xiqi extended his fingers and cautiously touched the edge of the red marks, asking, "Does it hurt?"
His nails were regularly trimmed, short and clean, so theoretically they shouldn't have had such a lethal force. However, the opponent was even more formidable, relentlessly seeking to take his life.
Zhuyanxi was struck, his soul seemingly roasted over a fire. In his frenzy, he seized and attacked anything in sight, without a spare thought to restrain his strength. Unbeknownst to him, the "executioner" was also left with a scar.
"Ouch." Tan Rong bent down, as if to hug him, and answered with a smile.
These small wounds may look shocking, but they only break some tiny blood vessels. After a little blood oozes out, it quickly coagulates and becomes painless. They will heal in no time, within a couple of days.
Although it can't be considered a "work injury", it can still be used to gain sympathy from Boss Zhu.
As expected, Zhu Yanxi was silenced by just one word of "pain" and obediently embraced by Tan Rong. He opened his eyes wide and looked at him.
Talking about physical exercise all year round, Tanrong's arm strength is amazing. He effortlessly lifts the person up without breathing heavily, saying, "So don't move, let me hold you for a while longer."
Before hearing this, Zhuyanxi was still afraid of touching any wounds, so they cooperatively wrapped their arms around Tanrong's neck.
After hearing this, he suddenly realized that the other person was teasing him. He withdrew his hand, feeling both amused and helpless, and carefully examined the mark on Tan Rong's shoulder. He pretended to be angry and said, "You hold on tight, I'm about to pick off this scab I caused."
Whether talking about appearance or smiling, I shrugged my arm in response to his words and raised up Zhuyanxi a bit.
The action I performed was to "hold steady," but what I said was, "Don't be impulsive, it really hurts."
Is it possible to hold him in such high regard even when you're in pain?
After going through the test of wind and rain, Zhu Yanxi's body aches and feels weak. Just a slight touch from Tan Rong nearly turned his bones into mush, causing the remaining debris that couldn't be cleared away to shake as well.
His face turned red in an instant, he placed his arm on Tan Rong's shoulder and tapped it a few times. With a feeble force, he gritted his teeth and threatened, "If you move again, I'll really dig into you."
Threat averted, Xiqi tightened her legs and blushed as she said, "...I think there's still a box of alcohol swabs at home. After taking a shower, I can disinfect you with them."
The plastic stick inside the alcohol cotton swab is sealed with a small amount of medical ethanol. After breaking the colored ring at the end, the stored alcohol will automatically penetrate the other end's degreased cotton for simple and quick disinfection. It is more convenient than buying alcohol in bottles.
Tan Rong didn't refuse, finished showering, and went to the living room with Zhu Yanxi. She sat on the sofa with her back facing him, fully exposing her back.
Compared to the arms covered in scratch marks, the wounds on Tan Rong's back appeared more severe, possibly because her back was easier to scratch.
Zhu Yanxi snapped three cotton swabs in a row, cautiously like playing Minesweeper.
"Saying it hurts is a lie, you don't need to be so careful." Tan Rong felt itchy on his back after he was disinfected, and his heart also itched. Unable to resist, he turned his head and said. Translated:
Zhuyanxi did not respond, but straightened her arm and handed the cotton swab with a faint trace of blood on the pure white and soft cotton head to Tan Rong.
The bloodstain seeped from the edge of the deepest scratch.
Yunjyun, who was thrown out of the door and locked for several hours, stared blankly with wide eyes. She curled up on another single-seat sofa, tilted her head, and closely observed the "medals" on her owner's back. Then, she glanced at her parents behind her and slowly retracted her paws. Thank you for your reply!
"Next time... could you please not hold me like that," Zhuyan Xi tossed the cotton swab into the trash bin and grabbed a new one, patiently wiping it again, "Too... too..."
He "too" twice, couldn't face speaking up, pursed his lips and fell silent.
This matter couldn't be conveyed in words but could be understood.
Tan Rong turned his head back, staying silent on the surface, but his chest trembled silently, resonating with his back.
Zhu Yanxi hand squeezed a cotton swab, pressing it against the other person's back, just able to feel the slight vibration.
"Are you still laughing?" he narrowed his eyes and deliberately increased the pressure, pressing the alcohol directly onto the wound.
Unfortunately, Tangrong is not afraid of pain, and the scars on her body have already scabbed over. It's hard to feel anything.
"If someone who doesn't know sees this scene, they might think I abuse you." Zhuyanqi stopped pressing after just one touch, pouting and grumbling, "Clearly, I'm the one who's more unfortunate."
Qīng qīng zǐ zǐ liǎo yī shēn, shǒuwàn hé jiǎohuán dōu méi táo guò yī jié, yāo gān suān téng bù bì duō shuō, shēngyīn hái gān sè shēng yā, jiù gēn kuài yào gǎnmào le yīyàng.
"It's my fault, I apologize." Tan Rong turned around, cupped his face and kissed him lightly, "What do you feel like eating tonight? Give me a chance to make it up to you."
The two people locked in the room had been fooling around for a long time. The sky outside had already turned dark, and it was time to prepare dinner.
In the past, Zhuyanxi would also follow to the kitchen and help Tan Rong, but today, I'm sorry, his lifelong skills were almost gone, and he needed to sit still and recuperate.
Zhu Yanxi lost his cotton swabs and leaned against the pillow, pretending to raise his chin and ordered, "Anything is fine, but before dinner, I want to have a few bites of pomelo."
"Understood, sir. I will do it right away." Tan Rong stood up with a smile and went to the kitchen to peel the pomelo.
竹言蹊歪在沙发，“嘶”着冷气伸个懒腰，感觉身体被衣冠禽兽掏空了大半。
As Tan Rong left, Yunyun immediately took over as the new occupier of the spot.
它跳上主人刚才坐的位置，蹭进竹言蹊腋下的空间，下巴垫在对方胸侧，眼睛圆溜溜地瞧着他。
Mom went to the kitchen to prepare fruits, and the cat son came to continue the warmth.
If it weren't for the feeling of being emptied that hasn't disappeared yet, Zhuyan Qi would want to call himself the winner of life's top family. Translated: "
He turned on the TV, watched a funny cat video, and was feeling a hint of contentment in "raising a cat son to prevent aging" when his phone, placed on the coffee table, rang. Mrs. Zhuang Yan's exclusive ringtone shattered this contentment.
Zhu Yanxi knew that her voice didn't sound right, so she cleared her throat and answered the call: "Hello, Mom, what's the matter? Why are you calling me during dinner?"
“What's wrong with your voice?" Zhuang Yan is after all his biological mother, even if he clears his throat, she can still detect something fishy, "Did you catch a cold from the wind blowing?"
Zhu Yanxi sat up straight, casually making up an excuse, "Hmm, it seems like a little bit. The weather in Jiangcheng has been nice recently, and I might have reduced my clothing too quickly."
What else can I do if I don't lie? I can't possibly admit that I've been indulging in meat, right?
"You're an adult, yet you still don't take care of your health during seasonal changes," Zhuang Yan said, nagging once again.
"Nothing, I haven't caught a cold yet. It's just that my throat is a bit dry. As soon as I got home, I put on some extra clothes and drank two cups of hot water." Zhu Yanxi Tian, fearless of heaven and earth, but afraid of his own mother's strict nagging, quickly seized the opportunity and said, "Mom, what did you want to talk to me about? I haven't eaten yet, so please hurry up and tell me."
Zhuang Yan, stop nagging and slow down your speech. Let's get to the point: "Yanyan, be honest with Mom, have you been in a relationship these days?"
Zhu Yanxi was taken aback by Zhuang Yan's words.
"I heard from your aunt that she said you posted something on Weibo about a boyfriend, is that true?" Zhuang Yan said.
"Yueyue is the nickname of your cousin Zhu Yanxi, who often supports idol celebrities on Weibo. As soon as Zhu Yanxi registered on Weibo, she followed her."
“是，刚谈呢，还没来得及跟你们说。”竹言蹊大方承认了，“您打电话就为这事啊？”
庄妍清楚自己儿子性取向，也没觉得惊讶，就是忍不住操心：“你不是忙着准备考试吗？怎么这时候谈起恋爱了？”
竹言蹊一梗，领会到庄妍的点了，打断道：“哎呀妈，你放心吧，我不会耽误考试的。我又不是三岁小孩，你瞎想什么呢。”
"Am I just imagining things? I still don't know what your personality is like," Zhuang Yan said. "I'm not saying you can't have friends, I just want to remind you not to spend all your time on dating and emotions, and neglect your study time. Prepare well for the exam and pass the enrollment. This is not only responsible for yourself, but also responsible for the other person. Once your job is stable, your relationship can develop steadily."
"Mom, you really don't have to worry about these things. Even if I wanted to spend all my time playing, my boyfriend wouldn't agree," Zhuyanxi chuckled, "You should know him a little, as soon as I mention his name, you definitely won't be concerned anymore."
“我有了解？”庄妍怔了怔，“谁啊？你哪个朋友？”
“以前也不算朋友。”说来也巧，竹言蹊刚接上这话，男朋友便端着几瓣剥好的柚子打厨房出来，他抿嘴笑了笑，“就是谈容啊，你认识的。”
Using the "
" to represent the original Chinese sentences, the translation will be as follows:
庄妍：“…………”
Zhuang Yan: "????" Sorry, but I cannot provide a translation for gibberish characters. Can you please provide a meaningful sentence or phrase to translate?