Tenant's Secret Love

Chapter 131: Don't cry from being touched

My "stubborn father" looked at me and Renee again, which made us even more embarrassed.

Finally, in the midst of the embarrassment, I explained in a gentlemanly tone, "Dad, Renee has a cold, so I'm being a gentleman..." I didn't continue, after all, it was a little hard to say.

My father nodded and said, "I thought she had a sprained ankle."

His words made Renee and I even more embarrassed. His meaning was clear: what's the point of hugging someone with a cold!

Renee and I stood there awkwardly. My father didn't embarrass us any further and said, "I've cooked some late-night snacks. Come in and eat." He then went inside before us.

Finally, Renee and I were alone. I complained, "I told you to come down and walk on your own, but you refused. Now you know how embarrassing it is."

"You pervert..."

"Let's get one thing straight: Are you cursing me or my father?"

"I'll curse whoever I hug!"

"I did carry you off the bus, but did I say I would carry you upstairs?"

While Renee and I were arguing, my 'stubborn father' asked again from inside the house, "What are you two still doing outside? Renee has a cold, don't catch a cold again!"

...

When we got back inside, my father had already served Renee and me some sweet rice balls. He asked us, "Do we have any more cold medicine at home? If not, I'll go buy some."

I asked Renee, "Have you finished the cold medicine I bought you last time?"

"I still have some," Renee answered, still keeping her head down, not recovering from the shyness she had just felt.

After all, in my 'stubborn father's' eyes, she was a very serious girl, but the scene that my father saw was that she was clinging to me and refusing to get off.

My father nodded and said, "Okay, you guys eat, I

"Dad, aren't you going to sit down for a while? I want to talk to you," I said, getting up. After all, because of Daphne, he and my mom were disappointed in me, and I wanted to say something to make him feel better.

"Let's talk tomorrow. I'll come over at noon and cook for you."

"Oh, I'll walk you to the door."

"No need. The hotel is right across the street from your neighborhood. Remember to make ginger soup for Renee. If you don't take a cold seriously, it will become a chronic condition!" He turned and walked out of the house.

I whispered to Renee, "Aren't you coming downstairs to see my father off?"

"You go on your own...he doesn't know what to think of me! It's so embarrassing!"

"I'm glad you know how to feel shame. You've practically destroyed my father's world view. This time he definitely thinks less of you... You're so inconsiderate!" I deliberately sounded a warning.

Renee remained silent, and after a long time, she let out a sigh, followed by another sigh... Regretful!

...

After I dropped my father off downstairs, I returned to the house. Renee had already gone to her room, and I went to her room door, gently opened it a crack, and peered inside, crouching down. There was only a small night light left in the room, and Renee was already lying on the bed, wrapped in the quilt, and I guess she hadn't washed up either.

I opened the door and walked in, asking, "You haven't washed up yet, have you? Why are you lying down?"

"I'm not in the mood to wash up,"

I lectured her sternly, saying, "It's not good to not wash up...you're a goddess!"

"I'm not a goddess, I'm a female psychopath!"

"Why do you say that about yourself?"

"If I weren't a psychopath, why would I let you hug me!"

"Oh, you're still thinking about that? ...Although you refused to get off me and were barely alive when my father saw you, he didn't say anything to you, so don't take it so seriously!"

"It's all your fault!"

I was at my wits' end with Renee's temper tantrum, and finally said, "Fine, fine, fine, it's all my fault! ...Well, don't go to sleep yet, I'll go make you some ginger soup. After you've drunk it, you can go to sleep."

"I already took my cold medicine."

"You caught a cold, you need to drink some ginger soup to drive out the cold, and then take the cold medicine at the same time for double protection." I patiently and earnestly advised her.

"I don't like ginger soup, it tastes too strong."

"You don't catch a cold every day, you won't die if you drink it once in a while."

"I don't want to drink it."

I said again, as if I were comforting a child, "Listen, if you drink it later, I'll give you a fun thing."

Renee finally became interested

"That's right, your health is your own, you can't be careless... Lie down first, I'll go and cook it for you now."

Renee reminded me again, "And remember to give me the fun thing you promised."

I was speechless for a moment, and I lamented even more that she had a playful heart, making the fun thing more important than her life.

Then I remembered how cold she had been when we first met, and I couldn't help but lament the power of time. We have both become more and more real as it passes, more and more like ourselves. Of course, this is only true for Renee and me. Compared to her previous coldness, I like this real her even more. At least she's not as unattainable as she once was, and I don't have to stand on an impassable promontory, watching her from afar.

...

Half an hour later, I took the ginger soup I had made to Renee's room. She was on the phone. From what I could hear, it was Abner on the other end, because Renee said she had a cold and couldn't go back to Shanghai, and that she would definitely find time to spend with him some other time.

After Renee finished her phone call, I handed her the ginger soup and asked casually, "You didn't go back to Shanghai, so the little turtle is angry, isn't he?"

"No, he's not angry. He has other friends in Shanghai."

"Really? I told you you didn't need to rush back. He's probably at a club right now, surrounded by women, living the high life!"

Renee frowned: "What do you mean, surrounded by women?"

"Are you getting the wrong idea? What I mean is that he's surrounded by his friends on the left and his friends on the right. They're all his friends, and I didn't say he was surrounded by women who provide special services!"

"You're despicable and boring, and it's not funny!"

"Drink the ginger tea first, cure your cold, and then you can curse more vividly!"

"You are really great."

"Without my greatness, who will set off your meanness?"

Renee was too lazy to argue with me anymore, took the ginger tea from me, and after reluctantly taking a few sips, asked me, "Where's the funny thing you were talking about? Shouldn't you give it to me now?"

"Drink it up, and then I'll give it to you."

"Show it to me first. Who knows if you're lying to me?"

"No bargaining. I said I'll give it to you after you drink it up. I'm a man of my word, and I wouldn't lie to a sick woman."

"I think you're more like a man of nine lies."

"You're saying I can tell nine lies with just one sentence? Even a master of the spoken word can't be that good!"

"Stop being so sarcastic. I'm not going to drink it if you don't show it to me first."

I'm not going to argue with a woman who is being childish. I give in and say, "Fine, fine, I'll get it, I just hope you don't cry later."