After school in the evening, Wen Yan sent Jin Heng downstairs to his house as usual, but before he could leave, Jin Heng suddenly grabbed his wrist and said seriously, "Let's go, go up and sit down."
Wen Yan glanced at him and held his hand, thinking to himself, why don't he just go and sit inside, something big could happen, he slowly grabbed the shoulder strap of the schoolbag that was about to fall, and then put the school uniform jacket on his shoulder: "You go ahead."
The narrow stairs are just right for one person to walk, but two people are too crowded.
Jin Heng didn't let go of him, but dragged him into the corridor. The dim sensor lights came on with the sound of footsteps, illuminating the small advertisements on the walls on both sides. .
The residents in this area all went to bed early, almost all fell asleep around nine o'clock in the evening. Jin Heng bypassed the debris piled up in the corridor and took out the key to open the door. The furnishings in the room were as few as ordinary hotels, and there were hardly any personal belongings in sight. But not as new and beautiful as the hotel.
Wen Yan stood at the door, leaning against the door frame to look inside: "Are you sure you plan to invite me for tea?"
He didn't even see a teapot. He only felt that the room was cold, clear and empty. When no one was talking, it was so quiet that the needles fell to the ground. For a timid person, he wouldn't dare to live there.
Jin Heng put the schoolbag on the chair, then walked to the sink to wash the cup, took a cup of warm water, and glanced at him when he heard the words: "Do you also believe the polite words?"
The cold wind was blowing outside, Wen Yan simply walked into the house, and then closed the door behind his back. Because he didn't see the sofa to entertain guests, he could only sit at the end of the bed. He was puzzled by Jin Heng's living environment: "Where's your mother?"
Jin Heng's tone was calm: "Dead."
Wen Yan paused: "Where's Dad?"
Jin Heng handed him the cup: "dead."
He is always so serious that people can't tell whether he is telling the truth or lying or being angry.
Wen Yan stared at Jin Heng, and after a while, he turned his head away, touched his trouser pocket, instinctively wanted to smoke, but remembered that this was Jin Heng's house, so he gave up again, and said casually, "I don't even know who my father is. I don't know, just like you."
Wen Yan's mother has a bad reputation. In the eyes of her neighbors, she is a courtesan who is immoral .
Jin Heng thought that I'm not like you, I know who my father is, and leaned over to look at him: "Where is the same?"
Wen Yan put the water glass aside and said, "They're all idiots that no one cares about."
Jin Heng snorted, with a half-smile but not a smile: "No wonder you dare not go home at night."
Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and lifted his eyelids: "Who said I'm going to stay home at night?"
Jin Heng got a little closer to him, put his hands on his side, and the warm breath was sprayed on his neck, slightly warmer than the cool air outside: "It's so late, are you going to go home?"
Jin Heng's approaching pace was too fast, he had already kissed before he pursued it, and before he fell in love, he planned to be in the same room together. Although Wen Yan was informal, he didn't care about the details, so he sneered: "No. What are you doing at home, little brat?"
The last three words were aimed at Jin Heng. Wen Yan felt that Jin Heng was mature and mature, but he was still a little impatient, but he didn't know that it was just the desire for control and possessiveness in his bones.
Jin Heng said: "It depends on what you want to do..."
After he finished speaking, he leaned over slightly and kissed Wen Yan, and then unhurriedly pried open the other's teeth, teasing with skill, Wen Yan's body froze for a moment, and then he forced himself to relax, but in the end he was inexperienced. Don't know how to respond.
Kissing was undoubtedly a strange and exciting experience for him.
Jin Heng clasped the back of Wen Yan's head, bit his lips lightly, and said in a rustling voice, "Are you comfortable..."
Wen Yan stared, thinking how should he answer such a question
Jin Heng's palm slowly moved down, and wrapped his arms around Wen Yan's waist. The touch was the same as imagined. He was thin and flexible. He guided the other party how to respond with a kiss. .
Wen Yan's kiss was just like his character. After he got used to it, he began to be aggressive, painful and stinging. Jin Heng tasted a trace of blood between his lips and teeth, and then squeezed Wen Yan's chin, He bit his lower lip calmly and ferociously, and then chuckled again: "It's really fast to learn."
The two had collapsed on the bed unconsciously, Wen Yan wiped the blood on his lips, and didn't care. The tattoo on the back of his hand was a pure black line, and the shuttle hook was woven into a grotesque arc around the skull's mouth.
Jin Heng clasped his hand and kissed it. The curvature of his lips faintly matched the skeleton's smile. After a short while, he got up from the bed and pulled Wen Yan up along the way.
Wen Yan raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"
Jin Heng thought about what he could do: "Do your homework."
No way, he has been studying hard recently, and there are still three papers in Jin Heng's schoolbag. He pulls out his chair and sits in front of the desk, and then starts to do his homework as usual, although the speed of his writing is more like filling out the questions directly. Answer.
Wen Yan: "..."
Wen Yan dragged a chair and sat next to him. After watching for a while, he finally realized something was wrong. It was incredible: "You called me here to watch your homework?"
Jin Heng turned the tip of his pen and looked up at him: "No, stay with me."
As Wen Yan thought, it's too cold here and it's too cold to be alone. Jin Heng's mind is changeable, and sometimes he can't figure it out. Maybe the only person he knows in his past and present life is Wen Yan. Always do some strange things unconsciously.
Wen Yan felt that he was being used as a tool person, raised his brows, and slumped lazily into the back of the chair: "Why should I be with you?"
Jin Heng said in a serious tone: "Because he is a boyfriend, he must meet all reasonable and unreasonable requirements."
Wen Yan's eyelids jumped: "Unreasonable request?"
Jin Heng: "Don't worry, I don't have such a request yet."
Wen Yan sneered disdainfully, but felt like a dog in his heart, he wiped his face expressionlessly, finally knowing why Xu Meng was so tormented by Yan Na that he wanted to jump off the building every time.
After Jin Heng finished writing a test paper, he inadvertently looked to the side and found that Wen Yan was sitting beside him staring blankly. He lowered his head and wiped the ink leaking tip with a tissue, and finally found out in his conscience, "Are you bored?"
Wen Yan wanted to doze off when he saw the title on the paper, yawned and said, "A little bit."
Jin Heng suggested: "Would you like to write with me?"
Wen Yan woke up instantly and sneered, "What are you kidding."
He had never done his homework, and even if he did, it would have been written by someone else. He didn't want to bring Jin Heng into a bad student, but Jin Heng didn't want to bring him into a good student either.
After Wen Yan finished speaking, he pulled away the chair and wanted to get up and away from the desk, but Jin Heng dragged him back, and he just fell onto his lap, locking his waist tightly and unable to move.
Wen Yan scolded a swear word in a low voice, a little embarrassed and angry: "Jin Heng, I am not a woman!"
Jin Heng had kissed him and kissed him before, but now it's better to sit directly on his lap!
Jin Heng rested his chin on his shoulder, rubbed it lightly twice, and didn't care: "I know you are a man, so what?"
After he finished speaking, he tilted his head slightly, directly clasped Wen Yan's side face and kissed it. With a bit of domineering, he skillfully plundered the air between the other party's lips and teeth. Wen Yan felt that he was out of breath for a while, and finally even the struggle weakened. .
Jin Heng touched his abdominal muscles through the clothes, and finally let go of his hand and said warmly, "Go to bed and lie down for a while when I'm sleepy, and I'll finish it with one more paper."
Wen Yan took a deep breath and managed to calm down. He heard Jin Heng say that he was going to do a paperwork. He thought that people who were in love with Xueba had a lot of trouble thinking about it. Buried in the pillow motionless.
The sheets exuded a faint smell of laundry detergent, which was elegant and pleasant, the same as the smell of Jin Heng's school uniform coat. Wen Yan raised his hand and scratched at his short dark red hair, he couldn't understand why things had developed like this, and there was a tingling pain in his mouth, reminding him of what happened just now.
If he didn't understand, Wen Yan simply sat up. He restrained his craving for smoking and pressed a cigarette back and forth between his fingertips. …”
Jin Heng kept the tip of his pen without turning his head. He stared at the test paper intently, but when he heard the voice, he still gave a low hum: "What's the matter?"
Wen Yan stared at his back and pursed his lips: "Why do you want to be my boyfriend?"
Jin Heng's pen stopped, and he made an ink dot on the white test paper. He wiped the not-so-easy fountain pen with a tissue, and lowered his eyebrows and said, "There's no reason."
If you have to give a reason, Wen Yan is the greatest protection Jin Heng can seek at present, the loyalty between brothers is not enough for Wen Yan to do everything to protect him, but love can.
Jin Heng needed these, as well as the powerful beating heart of the other party's flesh and blood.
This answer is the same as no, Wen Yan couldn't tell what mood he was in. He sat on the edge of the bed, half of his body was in the shadows, the broken hair on his forehead blocked the emotions in his eyes, only the cigarette in his hand was twisted out of shape. Brown tobacco fell to the ground.
After being silent for a long time, Wen Yan still reminded him: "Within three days, you can go back at any time if you want."
Jin Heng turned the paper over, and with a soft clatter, he heard that and turned to look at him with a deep look: "I never do anything that I regret."
He was with Wen Yan in his last life, and he is still with Wen Yan in this life. He did the same thing twice, no matter what the purpose was, it had nothing to do with regret.
Wen Yan didn't bring any clothes. He took a shower in the bathroom at night and put on Jin Heng's pajamas. There was only one bed, and the two of them could only sleep together.
Wen Yan always felt weird. He was playing games while leaning on the bed. Seeing Jin Heng coming out of the bathroom, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: "Do you sleep well at night?"
Jin Heng put the school uniform and jacket on the end of the bed, then sorted out the stationery on the table, and smiled with interest: "Rules? What do you mean?"
Wen Yan could only tell him vaguely, "That aspect."
Jin Heng smiled but not, then dragged his tone and said lightly: "Don't worry, even if you want to do it, I won't do it."
Wen Yan sneered: "Why, do you think I'm young?"
Jin Heng corrected him: "No, I'm still young."
Wen Yan just turned eighteen, and Jin Heng is still two months away.