Jin Heng was not injured, but he was soaked all over, his skin was as pale as snow on a winter night, and the hands that dangled beside him dripped with a mixture of rain and blood, which was terrifying like a water ghost.
Of course, Wen Yan thought he was being bullied, and a nameless fire suddenly burst into his heart, which he couldn't hold back.
Jin Heng stood up straight, then wiped the rain off his face with his hands, bent down and picked up the umbrella that fell at his feet, shook his head, his voice was a little vague in the heavy rain: "It's okay, thank you."
After he finished speaking, he grabbed the shoulder strap of the schoolbag that was about to fall, and passed Wen Yan, seemingly silent and alienated, no different from a stranger.
"stop-"
Wen Yan suddenly pulled him, frowning.
Jin Heng was always quiet and obedient, and now is no exception, he lowered his eyes to see Wen Yan grabbing his hand, the umbrella was slightly tilted to block the pouring rain above the two of them, and his voice was low: "What's wrong? "
Wen Yan didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw Jin Heng's polite and alienated attitude, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as if he had a pimple, and clenched his hand, but he didn't know what to say for a long time.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Jin Heng moved his wrist and reminded aloud, "I'm going home."
Wen Yan has never dealt with good students, because they are not on the same road at all. Good students despise small gangsters for being incompetent, and small gangsters hate good students to pretend to be pretentious. of.
Jin Heng is an exception.
He is an exception...
Wen Yan's original intention was just to protect Jin Heng. He thought it was rare for him to show kindness once in his life, and wanted to shelter this "good student" who he never looked up to under his wings. As for how to go in the future, he has not yet Think about it, but the only certainty is that Wen Yan didn't want to lead Jin Heng astray.
The delinquent teenagers look like no one dares to provoke them, but to put it bluntly, they are just a bunch of gangsters, who are trying to show their prestige in front of ungraduated students. After graduating and growing up, there is a high probability that they will be people at the bottom of the society who will eat and wait to die.
Jin Heng is different. He has good grades and good studies. When he graduates later, in the words of the older generation, that is, God is chasing after him to feed him, and he can't get rid of the four words that he has a promising future.
Wen Yan's personality is eccentric, and he is so arrogant in his bones. He has never bowed his head to anyone in his life, neither does he feel inferior to bad boys, nor does he feel ashamed of being a gangster, but Jin Heng's sudden kiss broke all peace and made him feel bad. He had to bow his head in embarrassment to face all this.
Wen Yan had never seen this kind of clue in Jin Heng, nor had he thought about it carefully, so that that day his mind went blank, he ran away in a panic, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
After a long silence, as if thinking of a reason for his behavior, Wen Yan finally said, "I'll take you home."
Jin Heng asked him back, "Why?"
Wen Yan frowned: "Where are there so many why."
Jin Heng raised his umbrella slightly, as if he was laughing, but at the same time he didn't seem to laugh. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, but it only made people feel that those eyes had a bit of cat-and-mouse meaning: "I thought you would continue to hide. follow me."
Wen Yan straightened his back, as if he had been trampled on something hurting his feet. It was obvious to the naked eye, and his narrow eyes narrowed dangerously: "Who said I avoided you?"
Jin Heng looked at him quietly: "You know what I mean."
Wen Yan didn't speak anymore, put one hand in his pocket, turned around and took a deep breath to calm down, then took out the umbrella in Jin Heng's hand, dragged him away from the alley, and pulled him to the motorcycle parked on the side of the road.
Wen Yan straddled into the car, and then threw a helmet to Jin Heng, with a deep voice that could not be refuted: "Come up."
Seeing this, Jin Heng put on his helmet and sat behind him. Wen Yan was obviously familiar with the route, so he started the car and drove towards his house. The roar covered the rain, and the wind whistling was mixed with Wen Yan's vague voice: "I'll deal with those people..."
After a while, he said, "You have a good class tomorrow."
Wen Yan could not see Jin Heng's expression, but his clear voice sounded in his ears: "No need."
Wen Yan was expressionless, speeding up quietly, letting the wind blow his clothes up, the last brake stopped at the alley downstairs of Jin Heng's house, and he said in an inaudible voice: "Jin Heng, you Are you bold?"
At this time, he again showed the momentum of the big brother pressing the younger brother, so what was the avoidance some time ago.
Jin Heng got out of the car, then reached out and took off his helmet. His hair was a little messy. He was neither panicked nor afraid, but with a serious explanation: "You don't need to meddle in my business."
Wen Yan brushed his wet forehead to the back of his head, revealing sharp and distinct facial features, his body was extremely aggressive, and a look could make people tremble: "Why can't I meddle in your business?" Jin Heng asked back, "You Why bother?"
Wen Yan's heart sank, feeling that Jin Heng was pressing step by step, tilted his head and made up a reason, in a perfunctory tone: "You are my little brother."
Jin Heng leaned slightly to look at him: "I said, I'm not your little brother."
Wen Yan didn't dare to look directly at him. Hearing his words, he felt a sudden suddenness in his heart. He unconsciously clenched the handlebars tightly, feeling that Jin Heng thought everything too simple, not to mention how difficult the road of liking a man is. , Just saying that he played with a bad boy like himself, the impact was big enough.
The rain slid down his face, the sultry heat in the air dissipated, and finally with a bit of the chill of the night, Wen Yan took off his motorcycle gloves, frowned tightly, and asked Jin Heng, "Do you know me? Who is it?"
However, before Jin Heng could speak, Wen Yan answered first, his eyes making people dare not look directly, his words were as sharp as a knife, cutting through the reality: "I'm a thug."
"Do you know what a gangster is? I fight every day, I don't go to class, my good days are over after graduation. You go to college and I go out to work. If you hang out with me, it won't take long for your grades to collapse."
"I like to cause trouble. Maybe one day I offend some enemy, and I will implicate you. You will be cleaned up even worse than now."
His every word was threatening and intimidating, hoping that Jin Heng would retreat despite the difficulty.
Wen Yan would never say such a thing, because he was equivalent to stepping on the ground and telling Jin Heng plainly that he was just a gangster with no future and no quality, degrading himself with every word. What Wen Yan would never do.
He just hoped that Jin Heng could understand.
Wen Yan was also forced to face this fact, looking embarrassed, all he could do was keep a short distance from Jin Heng, eat together, leave school together, that's all.
He won't take Jin Heng with him when he fights, and he won't take him with him when he skips class, because he knows better than anyone else that they are diametrically opposed people, and they don't follow the same path at all.
The rain gradually stopped, and the eaves were dripping with water.
Jin Heng stood there and didn't speak, as if he had listened.
Wen Yan was silent for a while, and seeing that he didn't move, he didn't know whether to be disappointed or fortunate. He lowered his eyes and put on his gloves again, wiped the rain off his face, and started the car to leave, but suddenly someone grabbed his shoulders.
Jin Heng's hand was rarely warm, in stark contrast to Wen Yan's cold and tight body: "What if I'm not afraid?"
Smells hot.
Jin Heng raised his hand and turned his angular and cold face around. There was still a drop of rain on Wen Yan's eyelashes. pale.
Jin Heng asked him, "What if I'm not afraid?"
Because there had been a heavy rain just now, the night was dark, and there were no pedestrians on the road, only silence and coldness reverberated. Jin Heng's eyes showed that faint demonic energy again, with a hook that did not belong to his age, he slowly Approaching Wen Yan, his lips were slightly cool, but soft, and he pressed against Wen Yan's ear, raising a slight itch.
Wen Yan's body froze for a moment and wanted to hide, but Jin Heng held down his shoulders, followed by a soft touch on his cheeks, and finally slowly landed on his lips, the tip of his tongue touched his teeth, and his breath was intertwined. Breathe, intimacy like never before.
Wen Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and Jin Heng's enlarged appearance was clearly reflected in his eyes, so shocked that even his heartbeat skipped a beat.
Jin Heng lived a new life, and it was obviously more than enough to deal with Wen Yan, an innocent and bad boy who had never been in love. He gently pried open the other person's closed teeth, and moved his other hand up his shoulder, clasping the back of Wen Yan's head. , The movement is gentle and slow, but it cannot be rejected, like a snake wrapping around the heart, and then quietly tightening the body, making people nowhere to escape.
Jin Heng's voice was bewitching: "You protect me well, those things won't happen..."
His slender fingertips slowly ran through Wen Yan's wine-red hair, and they were dazzlingly white when compared to each other. Jin Heng continued to deepen the kiss calmly, and then withdrew slightly, his lips pressed against his lips, and the indistinct low He asked him, "Did you say..."
He finally took off his disguise, his dark eyes were deep, like a wolf, but also like a poisonous snake, focusing on his prey.
Wen Yan finally recovered, and instinctively grabbed Jin Heng's wrist with such force that it seemed to crush his bones. Jin Heng thought that he would push him away, but in fact he didn't. Wen Yan's heart was already in chaos and the army was broken.
Jin Heng told him: "I'm the only one in my family, I'm with you, no one will care."
"I will study hard and my grades will not drop."
"You protect me well."
All you have to do is protect me...
Wen Yan did this in his last life, and then threw his whole life into it, but no one would be pitiful. He just felt that he had done it for himself, because most of the gangsters ended up not much better, but Jin Heng made his already muddled life even more. Fragmented.
Jin Heng is like a poisonous poppy, deceiving people. After he finished speaking, he gently dropped a kiss on Wen Yan's eyelids. It was like a butterfly staying for a moment, but the other party's clenched hand suddenly released his strength.
"Smell the flames..."
Jin Heng read his name in a low voice, chewing the two words back and forth in his heart, not knowing what it meant.
It was probably something special. In the last life, Wen Yan was the only one who held Jin Heng, but he was dragged into the abyss by the other party instead.
The young man's heart is the most hurried and flustered, and his love is unexpected. The encounter between two people is not a gift, but a lesson.
The system fluttered its wings in mid-air, and unexpectedly met Jin Heng's gaze, used to be deep, but at this time it was a little smug, like the winner of a gamble.
Jin Heng moved his lips silently: "Look, he will come back again..."
He had already said that Wen Yan would come back.
The system slowly looked up at the sky, thinking that this is what it has encountered. The first one has to rely on a protected host. If it falls to the group of golfers in the soft rice department, there will be no slag left that cannot be electrocuted
009 patted his belly with his wings, and it was really kind.