On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Chapter 134: Fleeing in the street

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Wen Yan was stunned for a second before realizing what he was asking. He threw away the cigarette butt and put it out. He slowly inserted his hand into his pocket, leaning against the wall and said, "Do you remember what I said that day when I took you home?"

Jin Heng hummed: "Remember."

Wen Yan said that he will cover himself in the future...

This is actually the answer. If you didn't treat him as a younger brother, why did Wen Yan cover him, leaning against the wall as if he was boneless, with an arrogant expression: "Your performance? It's barely qualified."

Jin Heng smiled: "But I don't think you lack a younger brother."

"It's definitely not lacking." He realized something after hearing Yan, raised his eyes to look at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't tell his emotions, "Why, don't you want to be my little brother?"

Wen Yan remembered Jin Heng's grades, and thought it was nothing unusual. After all, top students rarely play with gangsters. The teacher doesn't see them as bad boys who fight and skip classes. Don't even look down on them.

This realization made Wen Yan frown unconsciously. He stood up straight and wanted to push Jin Heng away, but he was grabbed by the other party's hand. To be precise, it was not a hold, but a tight hold.

Ten fingers clasped tightly, palms touching, one slightly cool and the other fiery.

Jin Heng confirmed a fact to him, and his voice was serious: "I said, I will follow you."

Wen Yan rarely hooks up with boys, let alone interlocking their fucking fingers. He was inexplicably flustered. He always felt that something was wrong with Jin Heng today. He was pressed against the cold hard and rough concrete wall.

Jin Heng paused before continuing: "But it's not the kind of follow you think."

Wen Yan's heart sank, and for the first time in his life, he was slammed: "What kind of..."

The words fell, and his lips were quietly covered with warmth, Jin Heng's enlarged face appeared in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was stunned on the spot for a while, his mind was blank, if struck by lightning, everyone would be stupid.

It was a gentle kiss, without any attack or plunder, just as clean and harmless as Jin Heng's appearance, lips pressed against lips, and there was no extra movement, but after a moment it slowly pulled away, cold wind They poured into the alley, blowing the corners of their clothes and making noises.

Jin Heng lowered his eyebrows, his pupils were dark and bright, his complexion was fair, like a piece of fine ink and jade, but his lips were light red. He supported Wen Yan's side, and his tall figure blocked all those who could escape. Lu, with a hint of impending success, said in a low voice, "Are you... short of a boyfriend?"

Not a younger brother, but a boyfriend.

The harmless sheep seemed to finally remove its camouflage, revealing the sharp minions inside, ready to move.

Wen Yan had never told anyone about his sexual orientation. He was horrified for the first time in his life when he heard Jin Heng's words. He still had Jin Heng's warm and gentle touch on his lips just now. Because the sudden kiss just now broke with a buzzing sound, he couldn't gather any reason, and his body was stiff.

Jin Heng…

Jin Heng kissed him just now

How dare he? !

Wen Yan couldn't even control his breathing. For some reason, he felt that the alley was so narrow that even the air was thinning, his hands were shaking, and he couldn't gather any strength. He was obviously panicked and didn't know what to do. Only Jin Heng didn't move and stood quietly. In front of him, he blocked the wind pouring in at the entrance of the alley and blocked the afterglow of the street lamps.

They seem to have committed some taboo that should not be committed at this age.

Hearing the muffled sound of "bang", Jin Heng was pushed to the other side of the wall. He took a few steps back and stood firm. As a result, he saw Wen Yan running away from the alley without looking back. Embarrassed.

Jin Heng stood still, looked up at his leaving back, walked out of the alley after a while, slowly emerged from the shadows, the system flew out of the night, and stayed above Jin Heng's shoulders: [You still I chose the same path as my previous life...]

But unfortunately, it looks like Jin Heng screwed up.

It has to be said that it is a skill to be able to frighten the bad boy leader of Chongming and flee.

The tone of the system still has a mechanical bluntness, even if it is gentle and amiable, it is programmed by the program, like the voice of a human customer service, there is a kind of unreal politeness.

Jin Heng turned his head expressionlessly, and after a while, he couldn't hear the emotion: "You are gloating."

It is an affirmative sentence, not a question.

The flapping wings of the system paused for a moment, then continued to flap: [A little bit.]

It's honest enough.

"It's too early for you to be happy," Jin Heng stepped on the puddle on the ground, his eyes lowered quietly, covering the dark surging in his eyes, and whispered word by word, "He will come back again."

He will come back again, Jin Heng is so sure...

Just like the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, people experience aging every day, and finally die step by step, moths throw themselves at the lights, and Wen Yan will stay by his side in the end, following fate. arrange.

It was like this in the previous life, and it is still like this in this life, or, it can be called fate.

Jin Heng walked to the house step by step, touched his lower lip with his fingertips, and slowly retracted his hand after a long time. The warm touch was slightly higher than his cool body temperature, like a snowstorm The person walking in the middle saw a bonfire and stayed beside it for a long time before realizing the warmth.

It was very late now, and only a few houses in the nearby residential buildings were still lit. Jin Heng walked upstairs and opened the door with the key as usual, but when he found that the boxes piled up in the corridor seemed to be kicked away by someone , Twisted and twisted, and the movement of opening the door stopped unconsciously.

His natural acuity made him smell a tinge of danger.

The system said: [There is no one inside.]

Jin Heng glanced at it, and then opened the door with the key.

Although there is nothing in this room, it is usually neatly arranged, but today it looks a little messy. The slippers are scattered, the drawers are half open, the sheets are wrinkled, and they look like a thief.

The system gave a wow: [Your house has been stolen!]

Probably the first time this has happened, and it looks like an unseen hillbilly.

Jin Heng checked the drawer once, then leaned over to look at the bottom of the bed, and then looked at the messy wardrobe, his eyes finally fixed on a light-colored footprint on the ground, his eyes were silent for a long time, and finally he sneered with unknown meaning. : "I have nothing to steal from my house."

He didn't search any further, just pulled out an old lock from the drawer, and fastened the door firmly from the inside, as if some uninvited guest would break in in the dead of night, and the back of his hand was faintly stretched.

The system could feel that Jin Heng was suppressing something under the calm surface, like anger, like hatred, mixed with deep-seated disgust, and finally turned into a complicated and unspeakable emotion.

Tonight is doomed to sleepless.

Early the next morning, when Xu Meng was walking to school, he met Wen Yan on the road. He held the ball in one hand and patted him on the shoulder with the other. He was quite puzzled: "Hey, why are you here so early today?"

Wen Yan turned around, but Xu Meng was startled. He saw that his eyes were bloodshot and had two big dark circles. At first glance, he knew that he hadn't slept well at night.

Wen Yan scratched his messy hair, looking a little irritable and anxious, frowning and exploding in a low voice: "His grandma's."

Xu Meng threw the ball in his hand: "Damn, I found that you are really like firecrackers. It's just a little bit. I'll make you mess with you and scold me early in the morning."

Wen Yan frowned: "I didn't scold you."

He tugged on the shoulder strap of the schoolbag that was about to fall, and continued to walk forward, only to be pulled by Xu Meng: "Hey, hey, where are we going, No. 6 Middle School is over there."

Xu Meng would go to the entrance of No. 6 Middle School to meet Yan Na every morning, and have breakfast together. Let's take it as a little fun between lovers. Although he looks sick, he doesn't bother himself, let alone others. What did you say, but since Wen Yan accepted Jin Heng as a younger brother, there were only two people who repeated the above sick behavior.

When Wen Yan was idle, he often went to No. 6 Middle School with Xu Meng to hang out.

Wen Yan: "I'm not from No. 6 Middle School. I'm going to go by myself."

Xu Meng found that he seemed to be seriously ill, and he was unbelievable: "Tsk, you have finished talking. I don't know who was running so diligently to No. 6 Middle School a few days ago. Why, don't you care about your little brother?"

He grinned and threw the ball, obviously with a bit of a joke, but when he mentioned Jin Heng, Wen Yan couldn't consciously remember what happened yesterday, and he couldn't help but didn't want to swear, and said coldly, "You You fucking know shit."

Xu Meng: "What happened to you?"

He scolded his grandma and his mother again.

Wen Yan will tell Xu Meng that he was kissed by the so-called younger brother on the wall yesterday, of course it is impossible, he scratched his hair irritably twice, but he couldn't say anything, and said casually: "My stomach hurts, you yourself go."

Xu Meng didn't speak, because he found an acquaintance not far from the road, and pointed to Wen Yan: "Hey, just in time, your little brother came to see you."

Wen Yan's body froze, and he looked up slowly, only to see a tall figure standing under the shade of a tree, a blue and white school uniform jacket with the school badge of No. 6 Middle School, clean and handsome eyebrows, who is not Jin Heng

Done.

When Wen Yan was struck by lightning, there were only these two words in his mind.

Jin Heng apparently waited here for a long time, and when he saw them appear, he walked over directly. Xu Meng smiled thoughtfully, probably thinking it was quite interesting: "Chocolate fucking opened the door for the chocolate, it happened to be home, it was early in the morning, How did you come here?"

The road of No. 6 Middle School and Chongming go in two directions.

Jin Heng snorted, his face was light and cloudy, and no one could see any clues: "I'm looking for Wen Yan."

Xu Meng pointed back and said, "This is not behind... Hey, what about people?!"

When he looked back, he saw that the place where he had just stood was empty, and Wen Yan had long since disappeared, as if a wolf was chasing him.

With a "slap" sound, the ball in Xu Meng's arms fell. It has always been only for others to hide from them, so how can they hide from others? Wen Yan used to be afraid of playing five times, but now Jin Heng was frightened and turned around and ran away. Knowing about it by other gangsters, I'd probably drop my jaw in shock, who would believe it if it spreads out.

Xu Meng slowly turned his head to look at Jin Heng, looked him up and down, and wondered if this was an expert with extraordinary skills, hesitantly asked, "You... beat Wen Yan?"

Scared of hitting him

The author has something to say: Jin Heng: Just a kiss.