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Chapter 16
In the warmly furnished living room, the yellow light shrouded faintly, covering the room with a hazy veil.
Chen Heng yawned lazily, pretending to say casually: "A'Ze, do you have time tomorrow?"
"Yeah." Song Wenze pressed the TV remote control boredly, "What's wrong?"
Glancing at the TV with changing channels, "Oh, I just answered a call and said that the owner of the car has returned, so I will go through the transfer procedure tomorrow."
"Okay, then I'll go with you tomorrow." Song Wenze agreed without any doubt about him.
After receiving a positive reply, Chen Heng's mouth evoked a gentle smile, and habitually stroked the young man's hair, "It's getting late, go to bed early."
Song Wenze didn't really want to watch TV, but just wanted to stay with the man for a while. Hearing this, he turned off the TV, put his head on Chen Heng's broad shoulders, and said lazily, "Brother, I want to sleep with you tonight."
sleep together?
Chen Heng raised his eyebrows almost unchecked, "Why suddenly thought of sleeping with me?"
The young man rubbed his shoulder, and the fluffy soft hair brushed the man's neck, itchy. Chen Heng resisted the urge to poke aside the young man's head, but listened to the other party's soft voice: "I sleep cold alone."
Song Wenze has a special physique, and he is cold all year round. This is a good reason.
Chen Heng thought a little bit, and was wondering how to refuse. The young man squeezed his palm and said softly in a reminiscence tone: "I remember when I was in school, I often ran to Brother's room. Brother was very warm and hugged. If you sleep with your brother, you won’t feel cold anymore."
After saying this, the atmosphere was a little silent, and then the man's deep laughter sounded, "It's been a few years, you still remember."
When he laughed, his shoulders would tremble slightly, Song Wenze raised his head and looked at him seriously, "I remember every day I spent with you."
Chen Heng gave a faint hum, but felt extremely ironic in his heart.
If Song Wenze really cares about old feelings so much, why does he take away what the original owner has again and again? For so many years, Song Wenze has always been in front of the original owner, showing off Ou Yichen's kindness to him, showing off how perfect his life is, and the original owner, the super idiot, also congratulates the adulterer.
If Chen Heng were Su Yi, he would have slapped up and killed the slut and fed the dog.
A young man’s voice came in my ear, “Brother, it’s just one night, I want to relive my past memories.”
Chen Heng lowered his head and just saw the look of expectation in the young man's eyes. Those twinkling eyes were clear and clean, reflecting his shallow figure.
Anyway, he is dying tomorrow, and it is not impossible to satisfy his wish.
Thinking about this, the man put his eyes light and soft, smiled and answered with a good voice.
This is the first time Chen Heng sleeps on a bed with someone else. Such an experience is strange and weird to him. He wants to push the young man leaning on his chest away, his fingers stretched into the air. What, finally let go.
Song Wenze slept soundly, the moonlight ran down like water, and a light halo was plated on his dark hair. Chen Heng's gaze patrolled his face silently, and finally, slowly closed. eye. Originally thought that he was going to be awake all night, but listening to the shallow breathing of the young man, he actually felt a little sleepy.
I fell asleep without knowing it.
The next day.
As usual, Chen Heng prepared breakfast and brought it to the room, softly waking up the sleeping youth. Eyelashes thin as cicada wings lifted slightly, and the young man who had just woke up still had a trace of blankness in his eyes. He blinked slowly, and when he remembered that he slept with Chen Heng last night, his eyebrows were curled toward Chen. Heng smiled and said, "Brother, good morning."
Facing the youth's sunny smile, Chen Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could not bear such a dazzling smile, "Good morning." Put breakfast on the table, "Get up and have breakfast."
Song Wenze nodded and rubbed his eyes, "What time do you make an appointment with someone?"
"Nine o'clock."
"Oh." Song Wenze said in a low voice: "Then I will let Yichen send us there in a moment."
Chen Heng heard it, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "Okay." Since the last time he gave Xia Ming a verbal suggestion, the other party hadn't done anything, and Chen Heng was already waiting a little impatient.
Half an hour later, Ou Yichen drove downstairs to the apartment.
"Yichen, I really trouble you." Chen Heng smiled and looked at each other.
"How can it be troublesome?" Ou Yichen shook his head and helped Chen Heng open the car door.
Chen Heng smiled, bent over and sat in the back seat. Before he could adjust to a comfortable sitting position, Song Wenze squeezed in from the other side of the car door. Chen Heng glanced at Ou Yichen subconsciously, but saw that the other person looked as usual, bypassing the car and sitting in the front driving seat.
I have to say that Ou Yichen really spoiled Song Wenze, and for Song Wenze, such a proud person was just burned out of temper. As for the secret to provoke Chen Heng, it is estimated that it is still a male inferior nature, which is commonly known as an animal that thinks with the lower body.
While driving, Ou Yichen glanced at the two people behind him through the rearview mirror, "Wenze, or I'll buy you a car."
"I don't like driving." The young man frowned, "Unless you come to drive me."
The executive president of the dignified Ou Clan Group has actually been reduced to being a driver. Only Song Wenze can say this.
Ou Yichen smiled and shook his head, with a helpless tone, "Am I just being your driver now?"
After humming twice, Song Wenze turned to Chen Heng and said, "Brother, I will take your car from now on."
"Good." Chen Heng bent his eyes.
But in heart, thought to self that there was no future.
The atmosphere in the car is good, the melodious music slowly spreads into the air, and with the warm and shallow sunshine, everything looks peaceful and peaceful.
No one noticed that the Cayenne on the opposite side had been lurking around the corner long ago, and was accelerating slowly at this time, rushing towards them. When Ou Yichen noticed it, it was too late, and the harsh brakes tore through the sky.
squeak--
At the most critical moment, Chen Heng instinctively wanted to jump off the car and leave, but the flesh shield that suddenly leaped at him prevented his movement. The huge roar of the collision of the car body overwhelmed the voice of the youth. Song Wenze held Chen Heng tightly in his arms, and all the chips from the torn car windows hit the youth's back.
There was some warm liquid dripping down, dripping onto Chen Heng’s face. He blinked a little dazedly, and his eyes fell on Song Wenze who was pressing on him. At this moment, the youth fell silently on his body. His body was covered with blood, and half of his face was stained with blood.
Looking forward over the young man's shoulders, Ou Yichen also collapsed softly on the steering wheel, not knowing his life or death.
I could vaguely remember the last words Song Wenze said to him—Brother, be careful.
At the moment closest to his death, Song Wenze actually didn't want to protect his lover Ou Yichen, but subconsciously pounced on him, as if...want to protect him? Chen Heng suddenly felt that all this happened a bit ridiculous, beyond his cognition.
The development of things seemed different from what he had imagined.
Pushing Song Wenze away, opening the car door laboriously and getting out of the car, Chen Heng stood under the sun and took a deep breath of the fresh air of nature. His arm was stabbed by glass shards, and he pulled out the slag blankly and threw it on the ground with a ding.
In the slightly squinted black eyes, the face of the vehicle owner who was severely sunken in the front of the car opposite was reflected.
It's Xia Ming.
It is estimated that Xia Ming's target is Ou Yichen, but he does not know that he is also in the car.
The blood ran down his arm and dyed his snow-white shirt bright red in an instant. Chen Heng tore a piece of cloth and wrapped it around the wound without blinking. He was wondering what to do with these three people. A slender figure walked towards him.
There was no one on the road at that time, and Chen Heng watched the figure getting closer and closer with his eyes straight, and finally stopped beside Xia Ming. The slender fingertips twitched slightly into the void, but it was an extremely subtle move, but Chen Heng's eyes flashed with disbelief.
What did he see just now? Is the man on the opposite side retrieving soul fragments?
In this compartment, after Qi Wei retrieved the soul fragments from Xia Ming's body, he stood up straight, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, showing a faint smile.
"who are you?"
A vigilant color appeared in Chen Heng's painted eyes, and the haze appeared on Chen Heng's face, making his expression at this time look harsh and intriguing.
Qi Wei tilted his ears slightly, a faint smile crossed his eyes, and raised his slender legs and walked in Chen Heng's direction. When the distance between the two was only one fist, the young man stopped, took out a square white handkerchief from his arms, and gently and meticulously helped the man wipe the blood from his face. That was Song Wenze Blood.
The warm sunlight hits directly down, and outlines the jade-like color of the young slender fingertips, with white hands and red blood. The combined picture is quite pleasing to the eye.
Chen Heng's face returned to its original color when Qi Wei carefully wiped it. The snow-white kerchief was dyed bright red. Qi Wei did not retract the handkerchief, but folded it and stuffed it into Chen Heng's shirt pocket. In the end, under the cold gaze of the man, he slowly leaned over to Chen Heng’s ear, opened his thin lips, and said with a low smile: "Tell you a secret. In fact, he invaded you in the laboratory that night. That person is me."
"what did you say?"
how come? He obviously killed that person, how did Qi Wei know? Could it be that Qi Wei is the one who really did such disgusting things to him? In this case, the anonymous letter can be explained.
It's really unforgivable! ! !
Dark and deep eyes overflowed with a strong murderous intent. Chen Heng grabbed Qi Wei's neck with a thunder and thunder. Just before he was about to break the opponent's neck, the tall figure in front of him suddenly dispersed like a mist. Dissipated before Chen Heng's eyes.
There seemed to be a smiling voice in the air before Qi Wei disappeared: "Chen, we will meet again, in a new way."
Chen Heng stood quietly on the spot, with grim and gloomy eyes, like a prelude to a storm, revealing a deadly and gloomy gray mist.
No matter how Qi Wei appeared, he would never let him go.