Chapter 140 Dad

Wen Yan thought to himself that it was Jin Heng who acted like a hooligan every time, but why did he make it look like he had impure thoughts? He turned over inadvertently, but unexpectedly the bed made a squeaking sound. He froze and immediately did not dare to move..

Jin Heng put the homework into the folder and said in a harmless tone: "I'm sorry, the bed is a bit old."

Wen Yan thought to himself, I can tell.

Jin Heng's school uniform jacket was originally placed beside the bed. It slid down due to the shaking. Wen Yan picked it up and found a small paper ball dropped on the ground. He picked it up and opened it, only to find that it was a form for tuition and fees..

Jin Heng didn't notice that he was standing in front of the desk packing his schoolbag with his back to the bed.

Wen Yan glanced at him, folded the paper back, and stuffed it into his pocket again. The coat was gently placed in place, and the zipper made a soft sound.After a while, Wen Yan picked up his phone and played the game again, and asked casually: "Do you have a job outside?"

Jin Heng changed into his pajamas and walked towards the bed. He was tall and thin: "I plan to find a part-time job during the summer vacation."

Wen Yan shut down the game and frowned: "It's a critical time for further study. It's not suitable for work. I have to make up classes during the summer vacation."

It’s unclear whether Chongming will make up for the class, but according to the tradition over the years, the Sixth Middle School will definitely have to make up the class.

Jin Heng had never cared about studying. He lay down on the bed and suddenly made a soft squeaking sound. He turned off the light. The dampness after bathing and the fragrance of shower gel on his body were particularly obvious in the dark night: "Let’s talk about it then.”

Wen Yan put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and said, "Tell me if you have anything to say."

In fact, he is a clumsy-tongued person. It will inevitably show up at this time, but he cannot lie.

During the physical education class that day, Wen Yan and Jin Heng were sitting together. Many people saw it. No matter what the reason was, they were more or less afraid. The most obvious one was probably Pang Yifan.

I don’t know what Wen Yan did. Overnight, Pang Yifan changed from a high-spirited rooster to a frightened street rat. That day, Jin Heng was sitting in his seat after class, and suddenly a shadow fell in front of his eyes. When he looked up, he saw Pang Yifan standing tremblingly.At your desk.

Jin Heng held a bottle of water in his hand. He slowly tightened the lid, and his emotions were not leaking: "Is something wrong?"

Pang Yifan looked at him with complicated eyes, filled with hatred, fear, and a hint of grievance. The hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, his face turned red, and he held it in for a long time with great momentum before he could barely hold in three words.Literal meaning: "I'm sorry..."

If Jin Heng hadn't stared at the shape of his lips, he wouldn't have known what he was talking about.

Jin Heng put the water back on the table and sat upright against the back of the chair with a maturity that was not for his age. The eyes inherited from his mother made him look exceptionally clean: "I can't hear what you said.?”

Jin Heng didn't seem to care about his apology, and smiled, which sent chills down your back: "Speak louder."

Pang Yifan's chest heaved up and down when he heard this, which was a precursor to his rage, but for some reason, he endured it and said again, despite the strange looks from around him: "I'm sorry."

This time it was clearer.

Jin Heng wanted to laugh a little, for no reason, maybe he thought these three words were quite sarcastic and weak, so he stood up from his seat, his tall figure was extremely oppressive, and said without any emotion: "I understand."

Neither forgive nor not forgive.

If someone stabs him, the best way to ask for forgiveness is for him to stab himself instead of saying these unnecessary words here.

Pang Yifan's face turned pale, and his already ugly face became more and more weird. He stared at Jin Heng with his eyes, probably wanting to say something harsh, but he didn't know what he thought of, and did nothing, and rushed out of the classroom door.

Others in the class were watching the excitement, but did not dare to say anything. It was not until the teacher entered the classroom that the normal atmosphere was restored.

The teacher came to class at noon. Wen Yan waited at the door for more than ten minutes before Jin Heng came out of the school. He walked through the crowded vendors. His clothes were a little messy and his hair was a little messy. He seemed to have run over: "I'm late.”

Wen Yan kicked away the cigarette butts at his feet: "It's okay, I didn't wait long."

He always refuses to wear his school uniform properly, either draping it on his shoulders or tying it around his waist. The black sports T-shirt makes him a bit cold, lazy but sharp, so no one dares to come up to talk to him, otherwise there will still beMany girls are willing to take the initiative to add friends.

Wen Yan took Jin Heng to have a meal at noon. When he was sending him back to school at noon, he remembered something and took out a small stack of money from his pocket. He counted them and found exactly five, and handed them to Jin Heng:"Take it."

Jin Heng took it and looked at it, confused: "What are you giving me the money for?"

Wen Yan didn't like to explain so much, but it would feel awkward to do this kind of thing for the first time. He lit a cigarette skillfully with a lighter, held it in his mouth, and raised his eyelids: "What can you do with money? Don't spend it."Can it still be used to eat?”

The smoke was a bit choking.

Jin Heng asked, "Give me flowers?"

Wen Yan hummed: "Buy whatever you want."

Four hundred for tuition and miscellaneous fees was enough, so he rounded it up and gave her five hundred.Jin Heng can spend it however he wants.

This kind of thing has happened in his previous life. It is no exaggeration to say that Wen Yan deposited most of Jin Heng’s tuition money for his senior year in high school and even college. He was both a protective umbrella and a cash machine. After using it, he entered again.prison.

What the system said at the beginning was actually not wrong. Jin Heng was scumbag and weak. The difference was that he was both a victim and a perpetrator.

Jin Heng hummed, then put the money into his pocket. His eyes passed over Wen Yan's unruly eyebrows. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a moment, he said, "I'll pay it back to you later."

Although I may not be able to pay it off, I still owe a bad debt from my previous life to this day. I just hope that the debt will not be added to the account and the more I owe, the more I owe.

Wen Yan naturally couldn't let him return, so he whispered in the swirling smoke: "Have a good time in class, and we'll talk about work later."

As a bad boy, he never thought that one day he would be able to persuade others to study hard.

Jin Heng looked at the time and saw that there were still about ten minutes left before class. He saw that the vendors selling lunch around him were gradually closing their stalls and leaving. He pulled Wen Yan to a side alley. This was the building outside the Sixth Middle School where debris was placed.The place was later abandoned and overgrown with weeds, and no one came at all.

Wen Yan didn't understand the situation and looked alert: "What are you doing?"

"Shh," Jin Heng whispered in his ear, half-smiling, "keep your voice down, or it will be bad if someone finds out."

Wen Yan wanted to discover something, but before he had time to ask, he was suddenly kissed by Jin Heng. His pupils shrank, and he never expected that the other party would be so courageous. He whispered: "Are you crazy?"

Jin Heng held his waist, and then tightened it suddenly. While deepening the kiss, he bit his ear lightly. Hot air sprayed on his neck, which was ambiguous and sultry. The more anxious Wen Yan was, the more he wanted to laugh: "Don’t you find it exciting?”

Wen Yan thought that this was a bit too fucking exciting, and he resisted in his heart, but he was so dizzy by Jin Heng's kiss that his brain was deprived of oxygen, and in the end he couldn't even stand still.

Jin Heng held his waist and waited for Wen Yan to calm down, then slowly let go. Listening to the other person's low breathing, his fingertips rubbed Wen Yan's overly bright lip color for a moment, as if it was a joke.Said: "Reward you, provide help in times of need."

Wen Yanxin wanted to reward him with a kiss by giving him money?He said angrily: "I'm not here to go whoring."

Jin Heng thought that Wen Yan would dare to say anything. The tips of his ears twitched and he heard the bell ringing. He leaned over and placed a final gentle kiss on Wen Yan's lips. He said against his lips: "I'm going to class."

There was obviously a deeper contact just now, but this kiss, as light as a drop of water, was so gentle that it made one's heart palpitate.

Wen Yan glanced at Jin Heng's face, which was very close to him. He couldn't help but flutter his eyelashes, and then responded slowly: "Oh, then go ahead."

Jin Heng straightened up and said to him, "You also go back to class."

Wen Yan was sleeping during class. Hearing what Jin Heng said, he casually scratched his hair and said, "I know."

The placement test for No. 6 Middle School was scheduled for the eve of the summer vacation, and some students had already been pre-decided. Jin Heng was a late-stage promotion type. The teacher was worried that his performance would be unstable. After the evening self-study, he talked to him privately and gave him a stack ofAs for the practice papers, Jin Heng had no intention of going to class one at all.

The class teacher had great expectations for him: "Take the exam well. If you don't understand anything, you can ask the teacher."

Jin Heng nodded his thanks and left the office. However, before he left the school gate, he saw Yan Na waiting outside. She was walking back and forth with her schoolbag on her back, looking a little impatient for no reason.

Jin Heng stuffed the paper into his schoolbag and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that it was him, Yan Na finally stopped and frowned, complaining: "You finally came out. There are mosquitoes outside and I'm about to be bitten to death."

Jin Heng was surprised to see that she didn't sneak out to look for Xu Meng during her evening self-study. As he walked downstairs with her, he said, "Where's Xu Meng? He didn't come to pick you up?"

Yan Na curled her lips: "Oh, he and Wen Yan have something to do today and may not be able to come. They said that if they don't come after waiting for too long, they will let us go back first."

Yan Na is annoyed for a reason. What can happen to gangsters like Xu Meng and Wen Yan? It can't be because they are delayed by their studies. They are either clubbing, picking up girls, or fighting, but they are not drinking to pick up girls.Man, then all that's left is fighting.

Jin Heng also guessed a little bit and said nothing. After a while, he said: "We'll see what happens tomorrow."

Yan Na pouted: "This is the only way."

Jin Heng and Yan Na walked to the intersection and went home separately. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and found Wen Yan's contact information. His fingertips paused on the screen for a long time. In the end, he did not dial out, but only sent a message.information.

At the school gate, Pang Yifan was being half-dragged and half-dragged towards the bar by a few gangsters. His family was out of town and he was a student living on campus. Going out at this time was definitely not good. His face was frightened and uneasy, and he had obviously fallen intoThe second "Jin Heng".

Jin Heng glanced at him and unexpectedly met his eyes, then slowly raised his lips and smiled.

Pang Yifan's face became even more ugly.

Sometimes the system can't figure it out, so it flaps its wings and asks Jin Heng: "Is this what you want?"

Jin Heng: "Yes."

He glanced at the system, said the word without any hesitation, and finally said meaningfully: "He will not be the first, nor will he be the last."

Jiang Shaolong, Pang Yifan...

Who else?

Jin Heng walked on the street in the dark night and felt a little happy. However, when he reached the alley in front of his house and went upstairs as usual, he found that the door of his house was wide open and the corridor was full of debris. It became weird again.smile.

Through the gap between the half-open door, you can vaguely see a tall, middle-aged man rummaging through something. The drawers, bed, and wardrobe are all messy. He is mumbling something like a drug addict, rummaging through something.Looking for something that could save his life.

"Where's the money... where's the money... there's no money here... there's no money here..."

With a "bang", Jin Heng kicked open the door expressionlessly. He threw his schoolbag to the ground and looked at the other party with a dark look: "I have the money."

The middle-aged man trembled when he heard this, as if he had been caught doing something wrong. He stood up from the ground reflexively. His eyes were unhealthy black and blue after long-term drinking and smoking, and his face was vaguely similar to Jin Heng.

Jin Changqing was so absorbed in rummaging that he didn't even notice when Jin Heng appeared at the door. He hadn't seen this son for a long time, and when they saw him suddenly, he was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing.He smiled awkwardly and said, "Ah Heng, dad came back here last month."

Jin Heng glanced at the debris on the ground, the smile in his eyes remained unchanged, but it was a little cold upon closer inspection: "Yes, I know."

Jin Changqing was stunned: "How do you know?"

Jin Heng smiled half-heartedly: "Didn't you already come in last time?"

He stepped over the messy things on the floor and saw that the baffles in the drawer compartments had been removed. He sneered, then pushed back the opened bed and sat down beside the bed: "What are you looking for? I can help you."You look for it together.”

In Jin Changqing's heart, this son was introverted and shy. He would not dare to say a word even after being beaten. The fear in his heart became a little less. He was so thick-skinned that he didn't care about anything: "Aheng, dad recently owed money outside."Loan sharking, did your mother leave you a sum of money when she passed away? You can borrow it from your father to make a living."

"It's all spent," Jin Heng patted his trouser legs, "The money I saved many years ago has been spent long ago."

Jin Changqing's expression changed: "That's the money your grandma paid for selling her house. It's hundreds of thousands. Has it all been spent?"

Jin Heng looked at him quietly, with a strange curve on his lips: "Dad, have you forgotten that the money left by grandma for mom's surgery was stolen by you for gambling? Have you forgotten?"

Jin Changqing's face turned pale, and he choked in his throat. He couldn't get up and down: "That's nonsense. Your mother must have left you some money. Otherwise, how have you lived these years? Hurry up! Find it and give it to me!"

In desperation, he directly grabbed Jin Heng's shoulders, and his fingertips almost dug into his flesh: "Those loan sharks have been looking for me. If I can't get the money back, they will chop off my legs.", you can’t just watch dad die, right? Huh?!”

Jin Changqing was sweating profusely: "Aheng! Aheng! You have to help dad!"

Jin Heng frowned and tried to get away from him, but finally found that Jin Changqing was too strong to shake him, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, let go of me, and I will get your bank card."

Jin Changqing looked happy: "Really?!"

Jin Heng: "Really."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Jin Changqing's hand relaxed. He stood up from the bed and walked to the desk under the other person's gaze. However, when he passed by the kitchen, he pulled out a knife from the chopping board.

Jin Changqing was shocked: "What are you doing?!"