Only after he was out of breath did Lu Yunchu raise his head.
When Lu Yunchu saw Wen Zhan for the first time, he thought he looked like a puppet beauty. Actually, he was right, because he really had no temper—of course, when facing Lu Yunchu.
Although he was tall and had long legs, in Lu Yunchu's heart he was like a piece of plasticine that could be kneaded at will. If he kneaded it too lightly, it would be satisfying; if he kneaded it too hard, he would feel a little guilty, wondering if he was taking advantage of him.
But he is different today.
His gaze was so firm, staring straight at Lu Yunchu without blinking. Lu Yunchu even wondered if his eyes wouldn't get sore from staring at her like that.
She asked: "Are you hiding something from me?"
Wen Zhan's eyelashes trembled.
Lu Yunchu sighed in his heart, and his vicious tone softened in his fiery and determined eyes: "It's okay, take your time."
Wen Zhan may be smaller than her, but he lets her hold his wrist. She lets go, and he naturally moves her hand to his chest.
Lu Yunchu did what she had wanted to do for a long time. She grabbed his wrist and kissed and bit it until she came.
Wen Zhan was very insensitive to pain and didn't feel any pain, just a little itchy.
He looked at Lu Yunchu with understanding, and understood the significance of her action.
After Lu Yunchu vented his pent-up emotions, he felt completely relaxed. After the hot blood rushing to his head just now subsided, he felt a little overwhelmed.
It was broad daylight and I was planning to find Wen Jue to fight and leave quickly, but how did it turn out like this
When she was about to go down, Wen Zhan suddenly broke free from her grip.
He looked at her very calmly, and then, in her shocked eyes, he pulled open his clothes, revealing the scars crisscrossing his body.
He thought Lu Yunchu liked these ugly and embarrassing marks, so he would rather face his embarrassing self and expose his scars in the bright sunlight to please her.
In fact, his thoughts are as despicable as his scars.
Lu Yunchu found it difficult to describe this feeling. Her heart was both sweet and bitter. She didn't want to say more and bent her head to kiss his scars.
Wen Zhan's body was tense because he felt itchy and numb, and his blood was boiling. He had to hold his breath to endure it.
Lu Yunchu asked him: "What did you want to express by asking me those questions just now?"
Her lips were still on his scars, and she spoke unclearly: "Do you still think that my closeness to you is just out of pity? Or do you think these things can only be linked to the illness, and don't understand its true meaning?" She kept asking, her lips opening and closing, really torturing Wen Zhan, "Or it's both."
Wen Zhan is a mute and now can't write, so how can he answer
Lu Yunchu held on and sat back a little: "Or, do you just want to experience it again, but don't know how to express it?"
Wen Zhan was still holding his breath, but suddenly he took a deep breath.
She had almost sat on it, and now she was pressing tightly against him, leaving him no place to hide.
She said maliciously: "Do you really hate these scars? I've told you so many times, but I still think they are ugly."
Wen Zhan's eyelashes trembled for a moment, his breathing became disordered, and he looked at her with half-closed eyes in pain and shame.
But she continued: "Admit it, you are just trying to cater to my likes and dislikes. You like it too." After she said that, she sat back a little again, this time pressing down lightly.
Fortunately, he could speak, otherwise Wen Zhan would definitely make a sound that would make him feel ashamed.
She smiled, very satisfied with the result. She said to Wen Zhan: "Look at you carefully, it's broad daylight now, you are not sick, but I am willing to continue. Everything I want to do comes from my heart. I say I like you, and it doesn't matter if you don't believe it. I will prove it to you again and again."
After she finished speaking, she started to do it. Wen Zhan was shaking non-stop, even more violently than when he was sick. He clenched his teeth, his eyes were full of mist, and he didn't know whether it was because he was moved or because he couldn't bear it.
The more shy he was, the more carefree she became, insisting that he open his eyes to see her prove it. She sat down, and after getting used to it, she soon found the fun and gradually became comfortable with it.
Wen Zhan likes to put himself in a position to please others, and anything that can please Lu Yunchu is his top priority.
But there were some things he could control. He couldn't hold down his body and started to bump into her.
After a while, Lu Yunchu ran out of strength, his legs were sore, and he fell on top of him.
He stopped immediately, fearing that if he did something wrong, she would stand up and leave immediately.
Lu Yunchu gritted his teeth and said, "You are really patient."
She looked up and saw that Wen Zhan's eyes were red. His eyelids were thin to begin with, and when he was in pain or touched, his eyes would easily reveal the color of clouds.
Lu Yunchu had to admit that he could indeed endure it. But it was only for a moment. She remained motionless for too long, making her feel so uncomfortable. He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and gained the upper hand.
Lu Yunchu wanted to see his expression, but Wen Zhan lowered his head, not looking at her face, his eyes were elsewhere.
She was dizzy and wanted to hold him, but failed. She could only groan and pretend to say, "You hurt me."
Wen Zhan stopped immediately and looked at her in panic. His eyelids were already red, and he looked as if he was about to cry out of fright.
Lu Yunchu laughed weakly, and Wen Zhan realized that she had played him.
He felt a little aggrieved. This kind of thing couldn't be used to deceive him, otherwise he would really blame himself to death. But it didn't matter what Lu Yunchu did. He felt aggrieved for a while, then digested it immediately and continued.
Lu Yunchu said intermittently: "Wen Zhan, I really can't do anything to you... But it doesn't matter, since I promised to pull you out, I will wait patiently."
Her feelings for Wen Zhan were far less profound than his feelings for her. Whether it was love or dependence, these feelings were mixed together and could no longer be distinguished. She had recklessly barged into Wen Zhan's world, taking away all his sight. How could she be impatient when she was entrusted with such a cautious and heavy love
How can it be a blessing to be loved by someone so fearfully
She said, “Thank you.”
I don't know whether it was sweat or tears falling on Lu Yunchu.
Lu Yunchu wiped off the water droplets, her mind went blank, and she thought in a way that would ruin the atmosphere. She had recklessly barged into Wen Zhan's world, and now she was being recklessly barged back.
It's another morning with the door closed.
Lu Yunchu took a bath and went out to find food, but was stopped by Wen Jue.
He said, “Can we talk?”
Lu Yunchu didn't have a good face towards him. He had become accustomed to it and subconsciously said, "Of course."
Wen Jue rubbed his brows, as if he hadn’t slept all night: “Business.”
Lu Yunchu still followed him to the backyard.
The air outside was fresh. Wen Jue turned his back, took a deep breath, and looked serious.
Lu Yunchu was used to seeing him jumping up and down, but it was rare to see him so serious.
This is how he looks like the male lead... She was lost in thought when Wen Jue suddenly turned around and said, "I have wanted to kill you many times."
No matter how hard Ren Luyunchu thought about it, he couldn't understand why Wen Jue would leave the scene with this sentence.
She was surprised and asked, "Ah?"
Wen Jue shook his head: "I understand too. In the dark, there is a voice reminding me that I must be good to A Zhan, we must not be together, and I must kill him."
He smiled bitterly: "Strange, isn't it?"
Lu Yunchu was speechless.
Wen Jue didn't expect her to answer, he just asked: "Where are you going?"
Lu Yunchu was still in shock and didn't say anything. Wen Jue continued to talk to himself: "Go to the south to find your father?"
Lu Yunchu took a half step back.
It was hard to describe this feeling, Wen Jue was too normal, so normal that she was a little scared. Before, she had never felt real when facing Wen Jue. He was the protagonist, the enemy of "her" in both lives in the book, and a madman who was always hostile to her.
But now he... Lu Yunchu replied: "What if I go, what if I don't go?"
Wen Jue chuckled and said, "The road to the south should be peaceful, but there will be war soon."
It felt strange that he said that, with good intentions, but the incident itself was strange.
She didn't answer, so Wen Jue brought the topic back to the topic: "I couldn't sleep last night. Those disturbing thoughts were so erratic. Until I woke up today, it seemed that they were no longer noisy. It's weird, isn't it?"
Lu Yunchu swallowed. Last night? Could it be that last night, He Lao was struggling with whether to go north or south in the future, repeatedly affecting the plot, and after he made a final decision to go south this morning, one corner of the plot was destroyed again, like a domino effect, one after another, affecting a larger part.
She said, "Yes, maybe you have a brain disease."
Wen Jue, who should have jumped up and down, smiled and said, "Who knows that this thought will come back again? Be careful with your words. What if I still want to kill you?"
Lu Yunchu rolled his eyes. This tone was just right.
She turned and left. Wen Jue's words made her think. If the protagonist had changed, then Wen Zhan must have changed too. He was so abnormal today. Could it be related to the change in the plot? His wound healed last time, but what about this time
She had not taken a few steps when Wen Jue called her.
"Hello!"
It was so rude. Lu Yunchu rolled his eyes and glared at him.
He didn't care: "Be nice to him."
Lu Yunchu was stunned.
He restrained his expression, which was more serious than ever before. He lowered his eyes. At that moment, Lu Yunchu actually felt a little sad: "He has a miserable life. He is a miserable person."
Lu Yunchu said hesitantly: “…” Actually, there was no need to ask, they all knew who he was referring to.
He spoke in a low voice: "I know his suffering very well, but I have never really saved him. I don't understand, just like I don't understand why I killed him."
Lu Yunchu was silent for a long time, then turned around and walked towards him: "Do you know what happened to Wen Zhan?"
Wen Jue nodded.
She took a step closer and grabbed his clothes anxiously: "Can you tell me?"
Wen Jue shook his head, "I am a kind person. I want to be good to A Zhan, but I have never done it." He said, "But I know right from wrong, just like now, I know that there are some things that he should tell me in person. So, it's okay."
Lu Yunchu stared at him and looked at him seriously for a few times: "You have changed."
Wen Jue shook his head: "No."
Lu Yunchu nodded and was about to say something, but he felt someone's eyes were staring at him.
She turned around and saw Wen Zhan standing in the corridor.
His eyes fell on her, and Lu Yunchu quickly put down his phone. Lu Yunchu didn't think this was some kind of misunderstanding. No one would misunderstand that she and Wen Jue were biting each other when they met.
Wen Zhan really didn't mind. He smiled softly and walked over here.
Wen Jue nodded to him.
When Lu Yunchu was about to pull Wen Zhan away, Wen Zhan shook his head at her and handed her a piece of paper he had found from somewhere: I want to talk to him.