Chapter 143 Addiction

Everyone who was in Wen Yan's class knew that this guy didn't put books in his schoolbag, but only bricks. For no other reason than to get into fights.

Of course Wen Yan would not be ashamed of such a trivial matter. Smoking was not allowed in KFC, so he could only bang his cigarette case on the corner of the table in boredom. Hearing Xu Meng's words, he glanced at the other person, but for the first time, he did not reply.What.

What are you fighting against?

What Xu Meng said is most likely true.

Although Wen Yan had already known this for a long time, when he mentioned it today, he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason. So much so that when Jin Heng corrected Yan Na's homework in the second half, he didn't even say a word and became silent for the first time..

When it was getting dark, they left and prepared to go home. Yan Na put the papers into her schoolbag: "Jin Heng, your lectures are much better than those of the cram school teacher. They are simple and clear. The most important thing is that I can understand them all."”

Yan Na's homework is all basic questions, just apply formulas to them. She would say this because the old man's lectures in the cram school are too boring, plus she has an instinctive resistance to the teacher.When Jin Heng lectured, she was very relaxed and listened carefully.

Xu Meng complained: "Then your mother is really wasting her money by hiring a teacher for you."

Yan Na was about to speak when she heard Jin Heng say: "If you don't know how in the future, you can ask me. Anyway, we are in the same class."

Yan Na sighed: "It won't be long before we are divided into different classes."

Wen Yan had been addicted to cigarettes for a long time and was standing at the door smoking. Hearing this, he recovered some of his thoughts and subconsciously asked: "What class are you in?"

Yan Na: "The Sixth Middle School is divided into classes. Jin Heng has good grades and will probably go to Rocket Class. Remember to keep an eye on him and review carefully."

The last sentence is purely a joke.

The sunset dyed the sky, and the street buildings turned into the color of dusk. Wen Yan leaned against the railing on the roadside and smoked. Jin Heng did not rush and waited quietly beside him: "What did you want to say to me when you were at the stadium?"?”

Wen Yan paused, and after a long while, he spoke in a vague voice, trying to tell the matter in an understatement: "It's nothing, I just want you to stay at my house to prevent that lunatic from coming over again."

He originally thought that Jin Heng would think about it before making a decision, but the clinker nodded directly and agreed, and it went smoothly: "It's okay, it happens to be the weekend, so I can move the things to your house in these two days."

This time, the dumbfounded one turned into Wen Yan. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes in disbelief, and raising his hand to wave away the smoke in front of him: "Jin Heng, you can't be more reserved. If it were anyone else, you would be like this."Are you going to go crazy? Aren't you afraid of being betrayed?"

"I'm worthless," Jin Heng said in a serious tone, tilting his head and looking at him intently: "Only you will want it."

Against the background of the setting sun at dusk, his eyebrows and eyes looked very clean, his dark hair was covered with a faint afterglow, and Wen Yan's face was clearly reflected in his pupils. In an instant, time seemed to start to flow backwards, stopping in a certain scene in the past life. TheyWe once stood on the street talking together like this.

—The soot fell down and was blown away by the wind.

Wen Yan took off his cigarette and smiled. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. He tapped Jin Heng from the air with the hand holding the cigarette. It took him a long time to spit out a few words: "I don't want it."

Jin Heng asked back: "You really don't want it?"

Wen Yan groaned but said nothing.

Jin Heng has very few things, only some simple clothes and personal belongings. It doesn't take much effort to pack them up. I probably checked them out in the evening, rented a small car for a trip, and already moved everything.

Wen Yan lives alone most of the time. The home is not messy, but it is not clean either. Game consoles are scattered on the sofa, unwashed clothes are hung on the chair, and the quilt is messy and not folded, which suits his style..

"There is an empty guest room next to it. You can move in after you pack it up."

Wen Yan couldn't free up his luggage, so he kicked the door open with his foot and threw the things on the bed. He was about to introduce his home to Jin Heng. When he turned around, he found that the other party was studying what he had thrown on the chair.clothes.

Jin Heng asked: "Are these dirty clothes?"

Wen Yan tugged at the blood spots and mud marks left from the fight on his sleeves. Isn't it obvious that they were dirty? "Why, can't you tell?"

Jin Heng put the clothes back: "Why not wash them?"

Wen Yan was too lazy to wash: "I forgot."

Jin Heng's memory is amazing, and he reminded him in a gentle voice: "I remember you wore this coat three days ago. Remember to wash it at night."

Wen Yan clicked his tongue: "I let you live here for refuge, not to nag you and be a bitch."

Jin Heng turned a deaf ear. He was a little stubborn in some aspects and could not see the mess. Seeing this, Wen Yan could only find a rag and mop and clean up together. It was not until late at night that he could rest.

Wen Yan collapsed on the sofa, lazily raised his eyelids and looked at Jin Heng, and said half-seriously, "Thank you for letting me know what spring cleaning is for the first time."

It's obvious that this guy has never done 80% of the school cleaning shifts before.

Jin Heng packed several bags of garbage: "You're welcome, I'm also curious about how you survived before."

Wen Yan wondered how he could live, not just living like that. He propped his head and looked at Jin Heng. After a while, he stood up and walked over to snatch the work from his hands: "You go take a shower, you have to go to school tomorrow."

Jin Heng reminded him calmly: "There will be no school tomorrow, Sunday."

Wen Yan asked him: "What's wrong if you don't go to school? If you don't go to school, you won't take a shower?"

Jin Heng smiled, raised his hand and pinched Wen Yan's chin. The light in the living room poured down on his shoulders, and his dark pupils gained a little more light. He approached Wen Yan's ear, and then slowly bit the other person's earlobe,He said in a low voice: "Do you know that the word "lead the wolf into the house..."

Wen Yan's body trembled after being bitten by him, and his mind went blank. He didn't know what a wolf was or was not a wolf. His Chinese was not good at all: "What?"

"It's nothing." Jin Heng lowered his eyes, pinched his chin, and bit his lip moderately: "It's just that if there is a wolf next to you, don't be so rampant."

After he finished speaking, he slowly let go of Wen Yan and entered the bathroom with a change of clothes. With the sound of the door being clicked on the vocal cords, the latter came back to his senses.

Jin Heng had never been to Wen Yan's house, even though they had done the most intimate things in their previous lives. He stood under the shower head and let the hot water pour down. The winding water flowed along his body, as if to caress him.Heal those old wounds.

Jin Heng closed his eyes and remained motionless. After a long while, he opened them suddenly, like a drowned person escaping from the trapped sea. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. He turned off the shower and experienced the feeling of death again.It really doesn't feel good.

Jin Heng wiped his hair dry and left the bathroom. He remembered that he still had unfinished homework, walked to the desk, opened the zipper of his schoolbag, and said to Wen Yan, who was lying on the sofa playing games, "You go wash up, I'll write for a while."Operation."

Wen Yan clicked his tongue: "What kind of homework are you doing in the middle of the night?"

He has taken advantage of all the truth. If it were daytime, he would definitely say "What kind of homework should I do in broad daylight?"

Jin Heng knew him too well, so he pulled out a chair and sat down. However, he remembered something and moved his eyes to the black schoolbag next to him - the one Wen Yan often carried.

Jin Heng looked at it quietly for a while, then took the schoolbag over. It felt like it didn't contain anything, but it was heavy. When he opened the zipper, he saw two bricks lying inside.

...What Xu Meng said turned out to be true.

Jin Heng felt stupid. He took out the bricks and threw them aside. He found a thick dictionary and stuffed it in. Wen Yan was about to go into the bathroom, but when he saw this, he stepped back, leaned against the door frame and said in disgust: "II don’t want to put books in it, it’s heavy and useless.”

Jin Heng asked: "So this is the reason why you went to school for two years carrying a brick on your back?"

Wen Yan felt that he was mocking him, but couldn't find any evidence and was choked up.

Jin Heng told him: "Actually, hitting someone with a dictionary hurts more."

A brick will break when hit, but a dictionary will not break no matter how many times it is hit.

Wen Yan didn't believe it: "Just talk nonsense."

He was very tolerant of Jin Heng and allowed him to unpack his schoolbag and take his pajamas into the bathroom to take a shower.

While Jin Heng was immersed in his homework, the system was sitting next to him and watching quietly. The blue body had a strong presence that was difficult to ignore.

Jin Heng finally couldn't help it, raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The system sat obediently: "It's okay, I'm just watching - I'm doing my homework. I've never seen it before. Just use me as a desk lamp."

#Blue limited edition spherical 009 small table lamp#

Jin Heng turned the tip of his pen: "You are too bright."

System: "It's okay, I can adjust it."

After it finished speaking, it slowly lowered the brightness of its body to a suitable level, and then continued to watch Jin Heng do his homework. At first glance, it looked no different from a desk lamp.

Jin Heng glanced at it, and finally decided to ignore it and continue to write his own test paper. The room was so quiet that he could only hear the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper. When he was about to finish writing, he suddenly heard the system say: "Study hard and make progress every day.".”

If the street is really so bad that it can’t be any worse.

Jin Heng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you say this to every host?"

The system tweaked: "Dear, I only told you this."

The first few are adults and don't need to go to school. 009 will only tell them to reform and be a new person.

Jin Heng smiled. He didn't know why. He always felt that if the system were a person, he would be a bit like a central air-conditioning scumbag. He asked with a half-smile, "Why?"

The system took a look at the notes: "People must be good at using their own advantages. As long as they do not violate the moral and legal bottom lines, the interstellar space station allows the host to use reasonable means to strive for a future."

In the last life, Jin Heng's life had actually reached its peak. It would be a good idea to do it all over again.

The law is fair and just, but it cannot restrain morally corrupt people, such as those who betray people's hearts, those who are heartless, and those who bully the weak. Therefore, the system exists. Under the law, they have become another invisible barrier, guarding theAbove the moral bottom line.

Jin Heng flipped through a page of the book: "There are many people like me, can you take care of me?"

The system is an idiot: "Follow the Interstellar Executive's arrangements!"

Jin Heng didn't say anything, feeling that he was too naive. He calmly turned over a page of the book, only to see the fat blue ball flying over again: "Dear, I understand what you mean, but fate cannot favor everyone..”

Destiny is too subtle. Instead of waiting for it to come, it is better to work hard to make yourself stronger. There is an end to companionship and protection. Being as close as parents, there is also a day that will eventually leave. The system cannot protect you for long. As time goes by,On the contrary, it will make the host dependent.This is why the Interstellar Executive does not allow them to interfere too much.

Only by making yourself stronger is the foundation of your life.

In the previous life, Wen Yan and Jin Heng were vaguely at two extremes. The former was too strong, and the latter was too weak. But they didn't know that going too far was not enough.

Jin Heng paused while turning the book, and raised his eyes to look at the system, but the latter just flapped its wings twice, and then disappeared into the air with a whoosh: "Good night, dear, tomorrow will be a beautiful day again~"

"..."

Jin Heng closed the book with an expressionless face, and suddenly realized that Wen Yan had not come out of the bathroom for a long time. He got up and walked over to take a look. Through the half-open door, he saw Wen Yan washing clothes, with the piece of clothing soaked in the basin.The dirty coat made him very tired.

Jin Heng leaned against the door frame, looked at it for a long time, and then said, "Let's soak it overnight. I'll wash it off tomorrow."

Wen Yan didn't want to wash it at first, but after hearing what he said, he threw the clothes back like a hot potato with a disgusted look on his face. When he got up, he couldn't hold back a sigh of relief: "Fuck, I'm more tired than I am from fighting."

Jin Heng: "So next time you fight, try to take off your clothes as much as possible."

Wen Yan's eyes twitched: "Shouldn't you let me fight less?"

Jin Heng smiled and walked to the room: "Then do you listen?"

Wen Yan hesitated and said, "It depends on the situation."

He instinctively followed Jin Heng, but when he reached the door, the other person suddenly stopped.Jin Heng turned around and asked him with a half-smile, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Wen Yan slowly realized that this was Jin Heng's room. He slowly put his hand into his pocket: "Then have a good rest. If you need anything, call me. I'll be next door."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jin Heng before turning back to his room.

Probably because there were people living next door, Wen Yan couldn't sleep tonight. He rested his arms on his head. When he was bored, he wanted to smoke, but the cigarette box was empty, so he could only endure it, as if there were countless ants crawling in his heart.It bites and feels so uncomfortable that I don’t know what to do.

Wen Yan turned over and realized belatedly that addiction was a very fatal thing.

In the silent room, there was only the rustling sound of him turning over, once every ten seconds on average, as if he was sleeping not on a bed, but on some kind of needle board. Just when Wen Yan finally freed himself up to feel a little sleepy.At that moment, there was a sudden chill in the quilt, and then there was a body behind him with the same chill.

Jin Heng's voice was a little deeper in the dark night, and the hot air sprayed thinly on his neck: "Still not sleeping yet?"

Wen Yan never expected that Jin Heng would climb into bed in the middle of the night, so he yelled, "Why are you coming here if you don't want to sleep?"

Jin Heng hugged his waist under the quilt, and Wen Yan felt his back was close to the man's chest, and his heartbeat was surprisingly fast: "Let's see if you are asleep, but you are not."

Wen Yan didn't say anything. The numb and itchy feeling caused by his addiction to cigarettes suddenly receded like a tide, and he became strangely quiet. He turned over and faced Jin Heng. He was about to say something, but no words came out.As soon as he spat it out, someone grabbed the back of his head and kissed him.

Jin Heng had two completely different looks during the day and night. He did not give Wen Yan any room to resist, even though the latter did not want to resist, and his lips and tongues were entangled with endless plunder.—A spark of fire can start a prairie fire, an ambition that can’t be burned out.

Jin Heng moved around with his fingertips through his clothes, feeling the old uneven scars on Wen Yan's body. Finally, he slowly leaned over and bit the corner of his clothes - lifting them up bit by bit. There were still scars on his side from the fight the day before yesterday.The bruises underneath.

Jin Heng buried herself in his neck and said, "You have many injuries on your body..."

Wen Yan hummed, and he held Jin Heng's arm. He could vaguely feel that the hands were scarred where they were hidden by his sleeves during the day. He didn't know whether they were cut by a knife or a pencil: "You have a lot of them too."

The difference is that Wen Yan was left behind in a fight, while Jin Heng was bullied unilaterally.

Wen Yan's long and powerful fingertips went up little by little, stroking the flat or convex scars. Some had healed, and some had left marks. He raised his head in the dark night, approached Jin Heng's ear and said hoarsely: "From now on.I protect you……"

He said: "I will protect you from now on."

Some things are destined, and fate cannot and cannot be changed.

Jin Heng didn't say anything. He hugged Wen Yan, and the two scarred bodies were close to each other. The heat was transferred back and forth. Finally, they kissed each other upside down, and their lips and teeth touched with such force that they even drew blood.

Jin Heng's Adam's apple twitched slightly, swallowing the traces of blood. His fingertips brushed across Wen Yan's stern brows, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts: "I take it seriously."