In the warmly furnished living room, the hazy yellow light shrouded faintly, covering the room with a hazy veil.
Chen Heng yawned lazily and said casually, "Aze, do you have time tomorrow?"
"Well." Song Wenze pressed the TV remote control boredly, "What's wrong?"
Glancing at the TV with changing channels, "Oh, I just received a call saying that the owner of the car has returned, and I will go through the transfer procedures tomorrow."
"Okay, then I'll go with you tomorrow." Song Wenze readily agreed without doubting him.
After getting a positive reply, Chen Heng raised a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and habitually stroked the youth's hair, "It's getting late, go to bed early."
Song Wenze didn't really want to watch TV, he just wanted to stay with the man for a while. Hearing this, he turned off the TV, rested his head on Chen Heng's broad shoulders, and said lazily, "Brother, I want to sleep with you tonight."
sleep together
Chen Heng raised his eyebrows almost incomprehensibly, "Why did you suddenly think of sleeping with me?"
The young man rubbed his shoulder, and the fluffy and soft hair brushed against the man's neck, itching a little. Chen Heng resisted the urge to open the young man's head, but he heard the other party say in a soft voice, "I sleep cold by myself."
Song Wenze has a special physique, and his body is cold all year round, which is a good reason.
Chen Heng thought for a moment, and was thinking about how to refuse, the young man squeezed his palm and said softly in a reminiscence tone: "I remember when I was in school, I often ran to my brother's room, my brother is very warm, hugging him If you sleep with your brother, you won't feel cold."
After saying this, the atmosphere was a little silent, and then a man's deep laughter sounded, "It's been several years, you still remember."
When he laughed, his shoulders would shake slightly. Song Wenze raised his head and looked at him seriously, "I remember every day I spent with you."
Chen Heng hummed lightly, but felt extremely ironic in his heart.
If Song Wenze really cares about his old relationship so much, why did he take away what the original owner had over and over again? For so many years, Song Wenze has always brushed his presence in front of the original owner, showing off how good Ou Yichen was to him and how perfect his life was, and the original owner, the super idiot, wanted to congratulate the adulterer and the adulterer.
If Chen Heng was Su Yi, he would have slapped him and killed the pair of sluts to feed the dog.
A youth's voice came from his ear, "Brother, it's just one night. I want to relive the memories of the past."
Chen Heng lowered his head and saw the look in the young man's eyes. Those watery eyes were clear and clean, reflecting his pale figure.
Anyway, he is going to die tomorrow, and it is not impossible to satisfy his wish.
Thinking of this, the man's eyes softened and he replied with a smile.
This is the first time Chen Heng has slept in the same bed with others. Such an experience is unfamiliar and strange to him. He wanted to push the young man leaning on his chest away, and stretched his fingers into the air. What, finally let go.
Song Wenze slept soundly, and the moonlight streamed down like water, casting a light halo on his jet-black hair. Chen Heng's gaze silently roamed his face, and at the end, he slowly closed it. eye. He originally thought that he was going to sleep all night tonight, but listening to the young man's shallow breathing, he actually felt a little sleepy.
He fell asleep unexpectedly.
the next day.
Chen Heng prepared breakfast as usual and brought it to the room, and gently woke the young man who was still asleep. Eyelashes as thin as cicada wings were slightly lifted, and the young man who had just woken up had a dazed look in his eyes. He slowly blinked. Heng smiled and said: "Brother, good morning."
Facing the young man's sunny smile, Chen Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't bear such a dazzling smile, "Good morning." Putting breakfast on the table, "Get up and have breakfast."
Song Wenze nodded and rubbed his eyes, "What time did you make an appointment with others?"
"Nine o'clock."
"Oh." Song Wenze said in a low voice, "Then I'll ask Yichen to take us there in a while."
When Chen Heng heard it, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, "Okay." Since the last time he gave Xia Ming a verbal hint, the other party didn't do anything, and Chen Heng was a little impatient to wait.
Half an hour later, Ou Yichen drove to the downstairs of the apartment.
"Yichen, I'm really bothering you." Chen Heng smiled and looked at each other.
"Why would it be troublesome?" Ou Yichen shook his head and helped Chen Heng open the car door.
Chen Heng smiled, bent down and sat in the back seat. Before he could adjust to a comfortable sitting position, Song Wenze squeezed in through the other door. Chen Heng glanced at Ou Yichen subconsciously, but saw the other party's expression as usual, he bypassed the car and sat in the front driver's seat.
I have to say that Ou Yichen really doted on Song Wenze, and for Song Wenze, such a proud person just lost his temper. As for provoking Chen Heng behind his back, it is estimated that it belongs to the inferior nature of men, which is commonly known as the animal that thinks with the lower body.
While driving, Ou Yichen glanced at the two behind him through the rearview mirror, "Wenze, why don't I buy a car for you."
"I don't like driving." The youth frowned, "unless you come to be my driver."
The CEO of the dignified Ou Shi Group has actually been reduced to being a driver. Only Song Wenze said such a thing.
Ou Yichen smiled and shook his head, with a helpless tone, "Am I not just being your driver now?"
After laughing twice, Song Wenze turned his head and said to Chen Heng, "Brother, I'll take your car from now on."
"Okay." Chen Heng rolled his eyes.
In my heart, I thought to myself, there is no more.
The atmosphere in the car was good, the melodious music slowly diffused in the air, and with the warm sunshine, everything seemed quiet and peaceful.
No one noticed that a Cayenne on the opposite side was lurking at the corner early on, and at this time it was slowly accelerating and charging straight towards them. By the time Ou Yichen realized it, it was too late, and the harsh braking sound ripped through the sky.
squeak-
At the most critical moment, Chen Heng instinctively wanted to jump out of the car and leave, but the meat shield that suddenly rushed towards him stopped his movement. The loud roar of the collision of the cars overwhelmed the youth's voice. Chen Heng was tightly guarded in his arms by Song Wenze, and all the fragments of the torn car window smashed into the youth's back.
Some warm liquid fell drop by drop and dripped onto Chen Heng's face. He blinked a little blankly, and his eyes fell on Song Wenze, who was pressing on him. At this time, the young man fell silently on his body. His body was covered in blood, and the blood stained half of his face.
Looking forward over the young man's shoulder, Ou Yichen also fell on the steering wheel softly, not knowing his life or death.
In my mind, I can vaguely think of the last sentence Song Wenze said to him - brother, be careful.
At the moment closest to death, Song Wenze didn't think about protecting his lover Ou Yichen, but subconsciously jumped on him, as if... wanting to protect him? Chen Heng suddenly felt that all this was a bit ridiculous, beyond his understanding.
Things didn't seem to turn out the way he imagined.
Pushing Song Wenze away, he laboriously opened the door and got out of the car. Standing under the sun, Chen Heng took a deep breath of the fresh air of nature. His arm was stabbed by a shard of glass, and he pulled out the shard with a blank expression and threw it on the ground with a ding.
In the slightly narrowed black eyes, the face of the car owner whose front was severely sunken was reflected.
It's Xia Ming.
It is estimated that Xia Ming's target is Ou Yichen, and he does not know that he is also in the car.
The blood kept dripping down his arm, dyeing his snow-white shirt bright red in an instant. Chen Heng tore off a piece of fabric and wrapped it around the wound without blinking. While thinking about how to deal with these three people, he saw from the corner of his eye. A slender figure walked towards him.
At that time, there was no one on the road, and Chen Heng watched the figure get closer and closer, and finally stopped beside Xia Ming. The slender fingertips slightly hooked into the void, but it was an extremely subtle move, but Chen Heng's eyes flashed a moment of disbelief.
What did he just see? Could it be that the man on the opposite side is retrieving the Soul Fragment
In this room, after Qi Wei retrieved Xia Ming's soul fragment, he stood up straight, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a faint smile.
"Who are you?"
There was a look of vigilance in the lacquer-like eyes, and the haze appeared on Chen Heng's face, making his expression at this time look fierce and attractive.
Qi Wei turned his ears slightly, with a faint smile in his eyes, raised his slender legs and walked towards Chen Heng step by step. When the distance between the two was only a fist away, the young man stopped, took out a square white handkerchief from his arms, and gently and carefully wiped the blood on the man's face. It was Song Wenze. blood.
The warm sun shines directly down, and the young man's slender fingertips outline the color of jade, white hands, and red blood. The combined picture is quite pleasing to the eye.
Chen Heng's face returned to its original color after Qi Wei's careful wiping, and the snow-white handkerchief was dyed bright red. Qi Wei did not retract the handkerchief, but folded it together and stuffed it into the shirt pocket on Chen Heng's chest. At the end, under the cold gaze of the man, he slowly leaned over to Chen Heng's ear, his thin lips parted lightly, and he said with a low smile, "Tell you a secret, in fact, he 'violated' you in the laboratory that night. That person is me."
"What did you say?"
how come? He had obviously killed that person, how did Qi Wei know? Could it be that Qi Wei was the one who really did such a disgusting thing to him? That way, the anonymous letter could be explained.
How unforgivable! ! !
There was a deep murderous aura from the bottom of his dark and deep eyes. Chen Heng grabbed Qi Wei's neck with lightning speed. Just before he was about to break the opponent's neck, the tall figure in front of him suddenly dispersed like a fog. Dissipated in front of Chen Heng's eyes.
There seemed to be still Qi Wei's smiling voice in the air before he disappeared: "Chen, we will meet again, in a new way."
Chen Heng stood quietly in the same place, his eyes were dim and gloomy, like a prelude to a storm, revealing a dead and gloomy gray fog.
No matter how Qi Wei appeared, he would never let him go.