Paying Dues

Chapter 7: open mouth

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When He Linzhou tilted his head and kissed, his straight nose brushed against the tip of Wen Xunchuan's nose, and his warm breath evenly sprayed on Wen Xunchuan's face. Wen Xunchuan felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, his body was slightly stiff, and even his breathing stopped. He only felt the thick eyelashes on He Linzhou's lightly closed eyes tremble slightly, like a cattail fan gently sweeping under his feet. around the eyelids.

The fresh and sunny smell of the other party penetrated into his nostrils, just like the wind rippling slightly by the sea, softly, naturally, and with a trace of unavoidable strength, enveloping him completely in this sweet and refreshing smell. In the cool ocean air.

…which, to be honest, made him a little seasick.

The stomach that had been aching from the beginning just now seemed to be twisted by a big hand, and an overwhelming feeling of nausea surged up. Wen Xunchuan pushed He Linzhou away from the sofa, raised his hand and pressed himself tightly Cramped stomach, went straight to the bathroom.

He bent his waist and propped his hands on the sink, and spit out the few glasses of brandy that he had drunk into his stomach tonight, but the heartburn in his stomach did not subside, but on the contrary, it became more and more intense.

He Linzhou, who followed, looked at Wen Xunchuan in the mirror and retched as he lowered his head to the sink, but he didn't see anything.

"Didn't I just kiss you?" He Linzhou looked at him, his tone a little annoyed, "Why did you react so badly? Fuck!"

Wen Xunchuan endured the pain of stomach cramps and raised his head to take a hard look at He Linzhou from the mirror. The cold sweat oozing from his forehead soaked the hair on his forehead, and the color of those beautiful thin lips gradually faded, setting off the His face was also very pale.

Just as he was about to speak, another burst of needle-like pain surged in his stomach, and he immediately lowered his head to the sink and retched again.

He Linzhou looked at him with a hesitant look on his face, and finally raised his hand and patted his back, while sarcastically saying: "It's just that your lips touched your lower lips, and you didn't lose a piece of flesh. Your mother is so hypocritical, no Knowing that, I thought you were a straight man."

"It is now." Wen Xunchuan forcibly endured the pain, and replied weakly, "Men are disgusting."

He Linzhou was at a loss for words when he remembered that he had brought his own map, and after a long time, he cursed: "...Damn."

Wen Xunchuan bent down and turned on the faucet, picked up cold water, washed his face, and rinsed his mouth. He propped his elbows on the marble countertop of the sink and asked, "Can you drive?"

"nonsense."

Wen Xunchuan frowned, pressed his painful stomach tightly, turned his head and glanced at He Linzhou behind him, and said in a weak tone, "Send me to the hospital, I'm drunk and can't drive."

The water droplets hanging on his face were reflected by the bright light in the bathroom, and He Linzhou's eyes were dazzled by the crystal light. The refusal that had already reached his lips hadn't come out yet, but he had already nodded his head in a daze.

It wasn't until he sat in the cab that he realized it suddenly. He turned his head and looked at the co-pilot Wen Xunchuan who was resting on the car glass with his eyes closed, "Aren't you afraid that I'm drinking too?"

Wen Xunchuan didn't open his eyes. He guessed that He Linzhou didn't drink, because he didn't smell alcohol on He Linzhou when he was in the bar just now. But now he was suffering so badly that he really couldn't spare the time to settle the debt with him, and he didn't bother to bring up such a bad thing to embarrass himself, so he asked casually: "Have you drunk?"

"No..." He Linzhou sighed resignedly, pulled up his safety belt and fastened it on himself, "Which hospital do you want to go to?"

"recent."

"Which one is the closest?"

Wen Xunchuan raised his hand and clicked on the car navigation with his index finger, then pressed his hand back on his convulsed stomach, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, and he was too lazy to talk to him.

Wen Xunchuan originally just leaned against the car window to doze off, but what he didn't expect was that He Linzhou's driving skills were much calmer than his own, and with the soothing music on the radio, he unconsciously realized that fell asleep.

He Linzhou parked the car firmly in the parking area outside the emergency building, turned his head and was about to call him, when he looked at the side face of the co-driver who was sleeping with his head tilted to the side, the voice in his mouth stopped, and he subconsciously relaxed The action of unfastening the seat belt in the hand.

A soft, warm-colored ceiling lamp above his head was dimly lit, and the light faintly hit Wen Xunchuan's soft hair. His brows that had been tightly knit all the time were also relaxed under his deep sleep, and his thin lips parted slightly. In the narrow space, the sound of his even and gentle breathing entered He Linzhou's ears.

He Linzhou thought of the playful kiss just now for no reason.

Those lips were very soft, probably because he had just sipped the wine, the lips were slightly moist, and the other party's breath was still wrapped in a sweet and intoxicating smell of alcohol - so much so that he was pushed away. At that time, he quietly licked the taste on his lips.

... Is this considered drunk driving

Just as he was thinking wildly, Wen Xunchuan's drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyebrows were tightened before he opened his eyes, and his pursed lips were faintly white.

He Linzhou suddenly felt guilty because he was worried that he would be caught peeking at him. Seeing that Wen Xunchuan was about to open his eyes, he raised his hand in a panic and slammed down the light above his head with a "snap".

The inside of the car was plunged into darkness, only the bright red neon lights on the emergency building directly opposite let out a little light into the car.

Wen Xunchuan was confused and managed to see the outline of He Linzhou's side face in the darkness with this little bit of light, "...you, what are you doing?"

"No, why not?" He Linzhou turned his head, his panic expression was hidden in the dark, "Here we are, let's get out of the car." He said, pretending to be natural, he opened the door and stepped out of the car.

Wen Xunchuan stared at his back inexplicably, took off his seat belt and got out of the car.

After walking a few steps, the discomfort in his stomach awakened his pain again. The steps under his feet were unstoppable, and the feeling that every step was not solid made him a little uneasy. On the front hood of the car, he arched his waist and retched.

It was only when He Linzhou reached the steps of the emergency building that he realized that no one was following him. He turned his head and saw Wen Xunchuan still standing at the place where he got off the car from a distance.

He stood there and waited for a while, but he didn't see Xunchuan coming.

This Wen Xunchuan, who just pretended to be in excruciating pain, why is he not active now that he has seen the hospital? He suddenly wondered if this person was playing tricks on him? He viciously slandered in his heart: It's rare for me to be a living Lei Feng for a while. You'd better have something wrong with your body. If you can't find anything wrong after a while, I promise to kill you right away.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the figure of the man in front of him suddenly shake slightly.

He Linzhou thought it was too dark and his eyes were dazzled, and was about to rub his eyes and take a closer look, when the shadow of that man fell straight to the side.

- Fuck me

Really, really violent death