Jin Heng was still not satisfied with this answer. He leaned over to kiss Wen Yan's slightly protruding Adam's apple, and the tip of his tongue brushed lightly, feeling as delicate as a gossamer, as if he was teaching the other party what words to spit out: "Who is Jin Heng yours?"
Wen Yan raised his head and clasped the back of his head helplessly: "Jin Heng is..."
He moved his lips silently, his eyes collapsed, as if he didn't know how to describe his inner thoughts.
Jin Heng was very patient: "Who is Jin Heng?"
Wen Yan's eyes focused for a moment: "Yes..."
Jin Heng stared at him: "Who?"
Wen Yan finally murmured a few words: "The person I like..."
Jin Heng didn't speak, but the situation where Wen Yan's voice was shattered directly exposed the ups and downs in his heart. That nameless emotion was deeper than the night, hotter than the scorching sun, and finally rolled in the throat, sealed in a kiss.
…
In the second half of the night, Jin Heng fell asleep. He slept soundly, breathing steadily, hugging Wen Yan tightly in his arms, showing a gesture of protection and possession. Maybe it wasn't until this moment that he really felt that he was holding something.
Wen Yan was still awake, he leaned against Jin Heng's arms and closed his eyes and rested for a while, until the phone under the pillow rang, and then he got up gently, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Jin Heng seemed to move, but he didn't open his eyes, he just asked sleepily, "What's the matter..."
Wen Yan stopped putting on his clothes, and after a second or two he said, "There is no paper at home, I will go to the supermarket downstairs to buy some."
It was quiet behind him, without the slightest movement, Jin Heng had no doubts and had fallen back into sleep.
Wen Yan left the room lightly, closed the door lightly again, glanced at the phone, and walked straight downstairs. The pace was fast, and there was a gust of cool wind on the corner of his clothes.
There were several gangsters standing at the entrance of the empty street, gathered in twos and threes, looking around from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone, one of them was Xu Meng. When he saw Wenyan going downstairs, he got up to meet him and said, "The man has been found, but I'm not sure if it is. You have to take a look for yourself."
Wen Yan snorted, his eyes darkened: "Where is the person?"
Xu Meng said, "I'm sleeping under the bridge. I'm afraid of scaring people away, so I don't dare to frighten the snake. I asked Sunja to stare at him."
This place is said to be big or small, and it is usually not often populated by foreigners. It's too easy to find someone who owes a lot of usury and has nowhere to go.
Jin Changqing is penniless and has no place to stay. He can only spend one night on the side of the road or under the bridge every day. But he was so destitute that he didn't want to go out and find a serious job. He was still muttering something in his sleep, and he was probably dreaming of getting rich overnight.
When Wen Yan led someone to find him, Jin Changqing lay in the corner and slept peacefully, and the mosquitoes flying around at night could not disturb him.
Xu Meng looked at Wen Yan: "Is it this person?"
It was dark at night, but the outline of the facial features could be vaguely seen. Wen Yan used the mobile phone light to illuminate Jin Changqing's face expressionlessly, and then kicked him over: "It's him."
This foot is a bit heavy, and Rao is that Jin Changqing had to wake up like a dead pig. He frowned and opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a group of people surrounding him, and shining a flashlight into his eyes, he was so frightened that he stood up from the ground with a clatter: "Who are you?!"
He thought it was someone sent by loan sharks, barely standing against the wall, his face panicked, and his calf was twisted.
Wen Yan didn't speak, just grabbed his collar and pushed it against the wall, making a muffled sound. Jin Changqing almost cried out in pain, and his side face was forced to cling to the rough wall, causing a hot sting when rubbed.
Jin Changqing turned his head with difficulty: "Big... Big brother... I have something to discuss... If I have money, I will pay back... "
Before he could finish speaking, he received a heavy punch on the lower back, his face turned pale in pain, and he kept begging for mercy, but the young man behind him refused to let him go.
Wen Yan hasn't caused trouble for a while, but once the ruthlessness between his eyebrows is stained, it will be hard to fade. He asked Jin Changqing coldly: "Do you know why I am looking for you?"
Of course Jin Changqing didn't know, he had long forgotten Wen Yan, how could he know why the other party was looking for him, tremblingly panicked: "No... I don't know..."
Wen Yan closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, not satisfied with the answer. He threw Jin Changqing on the ground, and just fell in the corner without any bias. The few people who came with Wen Yan immediately understood when they saw it, and surrounded Jin Changqing and beat him hard.
Wen Yan turned his back and lit a cigarette. Because he had just experienced an affair, the corners of his eyes and brows were a little lazy. A little scarlet fire lit up in the bridge hole, and the smoke was blown away by the night wind before it could condense and take shape.
Xu Meng didn't participate in it. He glanced at Wen Yan and said, "You've been doing less and less things recently."
Wen Yan used to fight until the end of the fight. But since getting to know Jin Heng, every shot has become more ruthless, and the bottom line has dropped again and again, like a mad dog has no restraint.
Wen Yan snorted in disbelief, looked at the surging night sky in the distance, and exhaled a mouthful of smoke: "Don't worry, no one will die."
He did not raise any objection to what Xu Meng said, but instead had a sense of fate.
Xu Meng scolded a swear word: "Fuck, I'm too lazy to care about you."
Others don't understand Wen Yan, so he still doesn't understand Wen Yan. It's all obvious for this sake. If Xu Meng can't guess the relationship between the two of them, then he's blind!
Shocked? Certainly there is, but deeper is a sense of powerlessness.
Xu Meng felt that Wen Yan was too crazy. He always liked to do things that were not acceptable to the world, but he was powerless to intervene, and he was powerless to discourage anything.
Wen Yan finished smoking a cigarette before telling those people to stop. He walked up to Jin Changqing, looked down at him for a while, then squatted down and asked patiently, "Do you know what you did wrong now?"
Jin Changqing was beaten miserably, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he couldn't see his true colors at all. Hearing that, he nodded, and shook his head with tears in his eyes, apparently not understanding the reason.
Wen Yan threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and said in an indifferent tone: "Think carefully, who did you meet today."
Who have you seen
Jin Changqing was the only one who went to see Jin Heng today...
He turned his head around hard for a few times, and finally realized something in half a beat, his pupils dilated, he never thought that Wen Yan was actually here to stand for Jin Heng. Jin Changqing panicked: "I, I, I..."
I stuttered for a long time, not knowing what to say.
Wen Yan lost his patience. He grabbed Jin Changqing's hair, knocked hard on the ground, and said in a low voice, word by word: "Remember, if you dare to appear in front of Jin Heng again in the future, I will find out that you will take off your arms and legs. Yes, today is just a warning, understand?"
Jin Changqing's brain was dizzy, and the salty blood flowed from his forehead, blurring his vision. Now his life is in the hands of others. If he doesn't agree, he will be dead. He can only nod his head in a panic: "I know! I know! I will never appear in front of Jin Heng again, I, I, I... I saw him. Just run away! Just let me go!"
Wen Yan didn't know whether he was telling the truth or a lie, but there was no other way but to believe it. He couldn't really beat someone to death. He let go of Jin Changqing, his voice was cold: "Remember what you said."
After saying this, he got up from the ground and left with people.
When Wen Yan came home, he found a 24-hour convenience store downstairs, bought a few rolls of toilet paper, and some snacks, and came out with a big bag full of things, squinting at the empty street.
I don't know if Jin Heng is awake, but it's definitely better not to wake up. There's no need to let him know about this kind of thing.
Wen Yan took a bottle of mineral water, squatted on the side of the road to wash off the blood on his hands, and then went upstairs with his things. When he pushed open the door, it was quiet inside, expecting that Jin Heng should still be asleep, he quickly took a battle bath, and then got into the bed in the dark.
Jin Heng habitually took him into his arms, his voice hoarse: "Why did it take so long to come back after shopping..."
Wen Yan thought to himself that I couldn't say it out and beat your father up. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, spent ten seconds, and made up a very nonsense: "It's too dark, I didn't see clearly when I was shopping, and I went the wrong way."
Jin Heng believed that he was a ghost, and kissed Wen Yan Wei Liang's steamy skin, with a firm tone: "You got into a fight."
Wen Yan blinked: "Xiaojia."
Jin Heng didn't ask so much, he just rustled under the quilt to make sure that Wen Yan was not injured, so he withdrew his hand and said, "Well, fight less in the future."
Wen Yan replied: "I have to go to school tomorrow, so go to bed earlier."
He knew that Jin Heng had no feelings for Jin Changqing, but he would instinctively avoid him when he did this kind of thing. There is no reason, fighting is not a good thing after all, if it is not a last resort, Wen Yan doesn't want to touch it again.
After a while, it was calm. The summer vacation passed in a blink of an eye, and Jin Heng was officially promoted to the third year of high school. During this period, Jin Changqing never appeared again, as if the entanglement that day was just a small episode.
There is a countdown to the college entrance examination on the upper right corner of the blackboard in Class 9. The Disciplinary Committee will change the number of days on it every day to remind the students that there is not much time left. The tense atmosphere spread in the classroom, making people's nerves tense.
The only person in the class who can spend leisure time is probably Jin Heng. There is no learning pressure on him, and he is always so calm and leisurely. Every time Cheng Doudou was overwhelmed by his studies, when he saw him, his tense nerves would always relax a little.
Cheng Doudou stammered: "Jin... Jin Heng, the college entrance examination will be taking place soon, you, you, you... are you not in a hurry?"
He felt that although Jin Heng had good grades, he should be more or less nervous.
Jin Heng has already experienced it once, and he can't get nervous if he thinks about it. There have been too many things in his life, and every single one is more thrilling than the college entrance examination.
"Oh, I'm nervous, but you can't see it."
After Jin Heng finished speaking, it seemed that in order to prove that what he said was true, he took a package of snacks from the drawer and took two mouthfuls before saying, "Eating food helps relieve mental stress, you can also try it."
His drawer is filled with snacks every day. I don't know who sent it, probably other students in class 9. Anyway, full to the brim, everything. The next day after emptying, there will be a bunch of new ones, and I can't finish eating them all.