"Later?" Wen Yanzhi chewed on these two words, with a deep smile in his eyes, "You mean, we can still have a future?"
"So, you think so?" Jing Rong said seriously.
"Of course we have!" Wen Yanzhi said almost immediately, and then, expressing his sincerity strongly, he said: "As long as you say we have, then we definitely have it!"
Jing Rong curled his lips.
A warm feeling is rippling in my heart.
"I heard from your brother-in-law that you will be away for two years. Moreover, you cannot come back during these two years." Wen Yanzhi spoke to him in his ear.
"Well, I don't plan to come back." Jing Rong said frankly.
Because of his hand injury, his left-hand painting skills are much worse than before. He must work harder to catch up with his classmates, or even surpass them.
He couldn't allow himself to become a useless person, nor could he let his dream drift away from him.
Wen Yanzhi sighed: "You are so ruthless."
He rubbed Jingrong's head and said, "How could I fall in love with such a heartless and ungrateful little villain like you?"
Jing Rong did not defend himself.
"Jingrong, since you are leaving soon, can I ask you for another gift?"
"What?" Jing Rong looked up at him.
"A gift that I will always remember." Wen Yanzhi poked the boy's chest with his hand, "You can go, but leave your heart to me."
"…" Jing Rong hesitated for a moment before saying, "I can't give it to you. Change another one."
"Fuck!" Wen Yanzhi was so angry that he cursed, "Why can't you give it to me? You even gave me your body, why can't you give me your heart? You bastard, you don't like me, but you still sleep with me?"
"Wen Yanzhi, you're such an idiot!" Jing Rong rolled his eyes at him and cursed back.
How can I give him again something that I have already given him
"I'm an idiot? Not only did you not give it to me, but you even dared to call me an idiot. I think you deserve a beating." Wen Yanzhi said as he sat up, turned the boy over, and slapped him hard on the buttocks twice.
Jing Rong lay on the pillow without resisting. Finally, he suddenly said in a low voice: "Don't contact me in the next two years."
Wen Yan was shocked.
The movement of his hands suddenly stopped.
"What did you say?"
He thought he had heard wrongly.
Jing Rong turned around and looked at him, "Didn't you always say that you were only interested in me for a short time?"
"I just said it casually, I take it back now." Wen Yanzhi is the best at playing rogue.
Jing Rong shook his head, "Once you say something, you can't take it back."
Wen Yanzhi frowned, "What do you want?"
Jing Rong looked at him and said, "Give us two years."
"..." Wen Yanzhi said nothing, just stared at Jing Rong solemnly.
Jing Rong sat up and looked at him. "If you are no longer interested in me two years later, then you will also take back what you said today."
"Am I so unworthy of your trust?"
"No." Jing Rong said, "I'm afraid that you haven't figured out your own mind. You've never been single for two years, and I don't want to restrict you. If you are not interested in me in the future, you are still free."
Wen Yanzhi sneered, "You are such a good lover. Generous, sensible, and considerate. Tell me, where can I find a lover like you?"
He said words of praise, but every word that came out of his mouth was full of sarcasm.
"Then what do you want me to do?" Jing Rong looked at him. "When one day you suddenly lose interest in me, would you rather I cry and beg you to come back like any other girl you dumped before? Or would you rather I cling to you like others do?"
"Have you never thought that I might not lose interest in you?"
Jing Rong looked at Wen Yanzhi seriously, pursed his lips slightly, and then said: "This is the first time you are interested in a man. I don't have such strong confidence that I can control you. I don't want to make myself too embarrassed when that day really comes."
Jing Rong's words shocked Wen Yan.
He originally thought that Jing Rong didn't like him enough, so he could be so carefree and rational. But now it seems that it was actually because of him that he was too insecure.
Too.
Jingrong's past is blank and his emotional experience is a blank sheet of paper.
But he was different. His experiences had already made this piece of paper a mess. Only the appearance of the boy made him regret and resent that he had not left a large blank space for him to add bright colors to himself.
"Okay, then I promise you." Wen Yanzhi said: "In the past two years, I have been free, and so have you."
At this point, he paused and said, "I will also set you free. If you fall in love with someone else over there, whether it's a boy or a girl, I will also set you free."
Jingrong felt a little sour in his heart.
He hadn't finished what he was saying just now. What he wanted to say was that even though he didn't want to restrict Wen Yanzhi, even though he was free, even though he was no longer interested in himself, he didn't want him to be interested in other people.
However, that is not what Wen Yanzhi said.
Jing Rong rushed over and bit his lips. He pressed Wen Yanzhi under him, and Wen Yanzhi reached out to hug him, but he grabbed her hand and pressed it on top of his head.
He looked up at Wen Yanzhi with cold eyes. Wen Yanzhi's eyebrows jumped, "Jingrong, you don't want to..."
"You were the one who came the first two times, so even if I come on you now, it's fair."
Wen Yanzhi's lips twitched, "It's indeed fair. But... can you do it?"
This question was an insult to Jing Rong. Men, whether they were mature men or teenagers like him, would spare no effort in maintaining their male dignity.
Jing Rong snorted, "We'll know if it works if we try."
After saying that, he lowered his head and held Wen Yanzhi's Adam's apple.
Her hand imitated him and slid between Wen Yanzhi's legs.
"Fuck!" Wen Yanzhi cursed, "Jingrong, stop messing around!"
He wanted to lift the boy's hand, but the next moment, the boy's lips fell on his chest. He trembled all over, and his hands were powerless. Looking at the boy's smug look, Wen Yanzhi felt weak in his heart.
Forget it!
If he really wants it, why not give it to him once
In this relationship, he has always been passive. As long as Jingrong wants something and as long as he can give it, he is willing to give it to him.
whatever.
When Jing Rong went crazy, he was like a little wolf cub and left many bite marks on his body.
Wen Yanzhi held his head, picked him up from the sweaty body, and panted, "Have you bitten enough? If you don't do something serious, don't blame me for being beastly and killing you."
Jingrong's eyes were sparkling with desire.
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Today's update is finished~~