Chapter 146 Birthday

Wen Yan had a venomous mouth, but he didn't usually show it. Jin Heng was stunned for a moment when he asked such a sudden question. After realizing it, he turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows, and did not deny it: "Yes, we're in."

Wen Yan's eyelids twitched: "Are you quite proud?"

He didn't ride a bike today, and simply walked slowly home with Jin Heng. Yan Na and Xu Meng were chasing and playing around, laughing constantly.The sky behind him was half dark, showing an extremely mysterious Klein blue, deep and surging, yet clean and cold.

Jin Heng asked him unhurriedly: "I dare to enter, do you dare?"

Wen Yan choked for a moment. Who dares to dare? Which man has nothing to do and runs to the women's restroom? Apart from perverts, Jin Heng is the only one who can do this kind of thing, right?

There was a long fenced road in the flower bed next to it. When Wen Yan stood on it, he was just over half a head taller than Jin Heng.He put his hands in his pockets and walked forward slowly. His eyes fell on Jin Heng's shoulders, then moved away again.

There was a wire pole blocking the road ahead. Jin Heng stretched out his hand to pull Wen Yan off the flower bed and walked to a relatively stable path: "Why do you always like to walk up?"

Wen Yan: "I'm happy."

Jin Heng touched his earlobe and pierced the window paper with one sentence: "Is it because you are shorter than me?"

Although they were both about the same age, Jin Heng leaned over Wen Yan. When he straightened up, he was as skinny and skinny as the male models in magazines.His words were like poking a hornet's nest. Wen Yan grabbed his neck from behind and forced him to lean down. There was still a faint smell of tobacco on his collar: "Fuck, who is shorter than you!"

Jin Heng thought who knows who is shorter: "Guess?"

Wen Yan was furious, but he couldn't really do anything to Jin Heng. He could only press his head and rub it twice before letting go: "Okay, I know you are a hero saving beauty, so I entered the women's restroom.", stop attacking me personally."

Jin Heng was about to say something when he saw an inconspicuous injury on his arm. He had not seen it during the day and asked aloud: "Did you go to fight today?"

Wen Yan said nothing, waved his hand indifferently, and said hum in a half-response.

Jin Heng asked: "Who were you fighting with?"

Xu Meng avoided Yan Na's "chasing" and happened to pass by them. Hearing this, he slowed down and walked backwards. He said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Who else could it be? The unlucky guy who delayed your exam yesterday, he was almost killed."Beat to death."

Xu Meng stared at Wen Yan with a strange look, as if he saw his good brother falling into the abyss of despair step by step, and then moved to Jin Heng, as if he was the initiator, and said with unknown meaning: "You count the numbersWhoever provoked you might have been beaten by Wen Yan."

When he said this, he always smiled, making it hard to tell whether he was joking or something else.

Wen Yan glanced at Jin Heng subconsciously, and then kicked Xu Meng: "Fuck you, uncle, if you can speak."

Xu Meng dodged sideways, patted the dust on the corner of his clothes, and said something that he couldn't hear clearly, and sneered: "You think about it yourself. If you don't do it lightly or harshly, I won't bother to care. Sooner or later, you will get into trouble."

They were not on the same road, they were separated at the fork in front.

Although Wen Yan fights, he also knows that fighting is not a good thing, and it is not worth showing off.Seeing Jin Heng walking beside him silently, as if thinking about something, he lazily lit a cigarette with a lighter and deliberately blew a smoke ring in his direction.

The smoke was a bit choking, condensing into a white smoke ring in the dark night, and dissipated after a while.

Wen Yan thought Jin Heng would have some reaction, but the other party just glanced at him and made no other moves.

Wen Yan patted his pocket and could only say: "Don't listen to Xu Meng's nonsense. When he chased Yan Na, he fought harder than me."

Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to be a little interested: "Huh?"

Wen Yan thought for a while and then said: "Yan Na was about the same as you when she was in junior high school. She seemed to have been bullied quite badly. Xu Meng often got into fights because of her. The most serious one was almost sent to a juvenile detention center."

In summary,

"He is like a crow standing on a pile of coal. He sees others as black but cannot see himself as black."

Jin Heng didn't expect such a thing. After all, Yan Na didn't seem to be the kind of character who would let others bully him. Thinking of Xu Meng's words just now, he looked at Wen Yan and said slowly: "What he said may be right. MaybeOne day, you’re going to get in trouble because of me.”

Wen Yan obviously didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "It's not trouble, it's going to happen. How many times have I caused trouble in my life?"

This is true.

Jin Heng nodded and agreed with what he said. He saw a convenience store in front of him. The blue signboard was lit at night. He pulled Wen Yan in and walked in. It was quiet inside and the clerk was dozing off.

Wen Yan didn't know why: "What do you want to buy?"

Jin Heng didn't seem to know what to buy, because he slowly walked around the shelves for a long time without taking anything. He stayed quiet for a second or two before saying, "Today is my birthday."

Wen Yan was confused: "What?"

Jin Heng turned his head and looked at him, and said seriously and calmly: "Today is my birthday."

I didn't plan to say it at first, because this kind of day has no meaning to Jin Heng. It's gone when it passes. But the day of adulthood is a hurdle after all, and I always feel that I still have to do something memorable.He didn't realize that his sudden words stunned Wen Yan.

"I...you..."

Wen Yan stuttered in a rare way and looked stunned: "It's your birthday today, how come I don't know about it?"

Jin Heng thought to himself, of course you don’t know, and I never told you.He looked around and saw that he was not interested in the colorful snacks on the shelves. Then he walked to the cashier and took a box of things. He touched the table with his fingertips and woke up the dozing clerk: "Check out."

The clerk was a young man. When he saw that Jin Heng was wearing a school uniform and came to the convenience store to buy such things in the middle of the night, he looked at him strangely, then scanned the goods and charged them to his account.

Jin Heng paid the money and walked out of the store. He found that Wen Yan had not followed him. When he looked back, he saw that he was still standing there dumbly. He went back and pulled him out: "Let's go home."

Wen Yan didn't say anything, but suddenly stuffed his schoolbag into Jin Heng's arms and said hurriedly: "Sit here and wait for me. I'll be back soon!"

The evening self-study time in No. 6 Middle School was very late. Most of the shops on the street were closed at this time. Wen Yan was quite familiar with this area. He vaguely remembered where there was a cake shop nearby. He went there one after another, but all of them were closed..

There was also the last shop, with the warm yellow light shining through. The shopkeeper was standing outside, closing the iron gate. Wen Yan had already run out of energy to run, but when he saw this, he immediately turned around and rushed over. His eyes were quick and he almost lost half of it with his hands.The door was blocked: "Wait a minute!"

The boss followed the sound and saw a student who was out of breath from running. He couldn't help but stop: "What's wrong?"

Wen Yan ran for seven or eight streets and was speechless for a moment. He leaned over and supported his knees with his hands, suppressing his breathing. After a second or two, he asked intermittently: "Old... boss... do you still have cakes to sell??”

The boss thought for a moment: "There are a few buns left, do you want them?"

Wen Yan took a breath and waved his hand: "It's not bread, I want cake."

The boss said: "Then you are late. The cake must be ordered one day in advance."

Wen Yan had never bought a cake before. He saw several large cream cakes placed in the glass display window: "Can you sell me one of those?"

The boss laughed at him and said, "That's a fake model cake. You'll die if you eat it."

Wen Yan punched the wall depressedly and asked unwillingly: "What about the small cream cake? Cut into cubes, too. I need it urgently for my family's birthday!"

The boss probably understood the reason. He rolled up the iron door that was halfway down, then opened the glass door with the key, and took a piece of milk-flavored cake as big as a lunch box from the slightly empty shelf. It was bare, just likeLike a cake base without butter.

The boss asked him: "There is really no cake. Do you think this will work? It's almost the same with two candles."

Wen Yan: "..."

It was now midnight, except for bars and 24-hour convenience stores, almost all were closed. Wen Yan could only reluctantly pay the bill and bought a pack of candles.Worried that Jin Heng had waited too long, he sprinted all the way again.

Jin Heng didn't know what Wen Yan was going to do, so he could only find a bench on the side of the road and sit and wait for him. After about forty minutes, he saw that familiar figure running towards him, his hair blown by the wind.Messy.

Jin Heng stood up subconsciously. Seeing Wen Yan holding a bag in his hand, he secretly guessed: "Did you buy a cake?"

Wen Yan originally felt that he couldn't get the things he bought, but when he heard this question, he felt even more unable to get them. He scratched his hair and said, "Damn it, the cake shops are closed."

He put the bag on the bench, took out the bare milk-flavored cake from inside, and under Jin Heng's gaze, he bravely inserted a circle of candles into it and lit them one by one with a lighter. As a result, it was windy at night, and with theI was anxious and my hands were shaking, but I couldn't light anything.

"Don't worry,"

Jin Heng knelt down beside him, blocking the wind with his hands, took the lighter from Wen Yan's hand and lit a candle, and then used that candle to light the rest of the candles one by one. The warm yellow light lit up, turning his sideHis face was as warm as jade.

Seeing this, Wen Yan's anxious heart calmed down a little bit. He raised his hand to help block the wind, glanced at Jin Heng, turned his head and looked back, and whispered in a low voice: "Why didn't you follow me earlier?"explain."

Wen Yan lives a rough life, in every sense of the word. If someone around him hadn't reminded him, he would have even forgotten that there is such a thing as a birthday in the world, let alone his boyfriend's birthday.

Jin Heng didn't care much: "Because you have a bad memory."

Wen Yan couldn't even remember his own birthday, and the first half of his life could only be described as confused.

Wen Yan's memory really isn't very good: "Jin Heng, I forgot to ask this time. It's my mistake. I'll remember it next time."

Jin Heng knew that he would do what Wen Yan said.He put down the lighter, smiled, and pointed the phone screen to him: "It's not even twelve o'clock yet. If you catch up, you don't forget."

In fact, Jin Heng said that something went wrong on his birthday today, and he couldn't even explain why he told Wen Yan this.

Wen Yan still felt that the cake was a bit ugly, but it didn't seem too ugly after lighting the candles: "Then... blow the candles and make a wish?"

Jin Heng looked at him quietly and said nothing.

Wen Yan's eyelids twitched: "Want to sing happy birthday?"

Jin Heng smiled: "No need."

He didn't believe in wishes or not, or in other words, he didn't know what wishes he could make, but he still followed Wen Yan's wishes, slowly closed his eyes, and made a wish to the bright candle.

hope……

Their lives after the age of eighteen are safe and smooth.

The last life was too painful,

The place where you were born and raised should be your home, not the prison quagmire you dream of escaping from.

It took Jin Heng two seconds to open his eyes, and then blew out the candle.Wen Yan was slightly relieved. He pulled out the half-burned colored candles, then broke off a piece of cake and handed it to Jin Heng's mouth. He also ate a piece: "I'll buy you a better one tomorrow."

Jin Heng shook his head. They were just students now, and buying expensive things was actually a burden.Seeing that the streets around him were quiet and empty, with only the evening breeze on the treetops, he lowered his eyes and slowly approached Wen Yan, and placed a kiss like a dragonfly on his lips.

Jin Heng said: "Thank you..."

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment. By the time he came to his senses, Jin Heng had already pulled away. He pursed his lips unconsciously, feeling that the light kiss just now was heart-wrenching: "...Jin Heng, happy birthday."

Jin Heng smiled and said nothing. He stood up from the chair, packed away the cake, and then led Wen Yan home. The two shadows were stretched very long on the ground.

Jin Heng didn't know what he thought of and raised his eyebrows: "Do you remember the first time we met?"

Wen Yan grabbed him by the collar at the entrance of No. 6 Middle School and said harsh words and slapped him in the face. He could only be described as arrogant.

Wen Yan quickly walked upstairs and opened the door with the key. He hesitated for a long time without saying a word, pretending to be dumbfounded: "Forgot, you clearly know that I have a bad memory... Are you hungry? I only had two bites of cake in the evening."

Jin Heng followed him into the room: "I'm not hungry, how about you?"

Seeing that the topic was successfully changed, Wen Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm not hungry."

Jin Heng took off his school uniform jacket and threw it on the sofa. Something small fell out of his pocket and fell to the ground: "Then take a shower and go to bed."

Wen Yan was about to respond, but just after taking two steps, he felt as if he had stepped on something under his feet. He lowered his head and picked it up and found out that it was...anquan trap. His mind went blank for a moment: "...where did it come from?"

Damn it, why is there such a thing in his house? Could it be his mother whom he hasn't seen for hundreds of years?!

Jin Heng half-leaned on the armrest of the sofa and said, "I bought it."

Wen Yan was even more confused: "Did you buy it? When did you buy it?"

Jin Heng pointed to the door: "I was at a convenience store just now."

"..."

Wen Yan swallowed unconsciously and pinched the small box in his hand. He felt like it was a hot potato. His brain was short-circuited and he asked a very retarded question: "Why did you buy this?"

Jin Heng smiled: "I can buy it and blow up the balloons, okay?"

Damn it.

Wen Yan felt that he was extremely stupid. He should have expected that Jin Heng was not as innocent as he seemed on the surface. Hearing the sarcasm in his words, he threw the things back and his ears turned red: "Damn,Can you say something humane?"

When Jin Heng saw Wen Yan turning around to leave, he grabbed his wrist and pulled him back, then pressed him against the wall. He didn't know if he accidentally touched the switch, and the lights in the living room dimmed instantly.

Neither of them moved, their bodies fell into the darkness, looking a little blurry, only the warm breaths intertwined, ambiguous and lingering.

Wen Yan's chest was rising and falling, and his heart was beating like a drum. He unconsciously tightened his grip on Jin Heng's shoulders, and his throat felt inexplicably itchy: "You..."

After saying only one word, I couldn't speak anymore, and my voice became extremely hoarse.

Time passed little by little, and finally passed twelve o'clock.

Jin Heng's five fingers slowly penetrated Wen Yan's hair, forcing the man in front of him to raise his head to accept his kiss. The arrogant and surly look he had during the day faded away, leaving only the fragility and helplessness left to be slaughtered. He was kissed until the base of his tongue was numb.Even the teeth began to feel stiff and numb.

"Wen Yan..."

Jin Heng spoke in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse, scratching his eardrums, and those beautiful eyes inherited from his mother were full of evil in the dark night, captivating people's hearts.He seemed to remember something, and his fingertips slid across Wen Yan's face: "Actually, Xu Meng is right..."

Wen Yan's mind was confused and turned into a mess: "What?"

Jin Heng leaned close to his ear and nibbled it slowly: "If you get entangled with me, you will really get into trouble."

For example, the prison sentence in the previous life, and maybe other things, too many bad debts to count.

Wen Yan was bitten by him and gasped, "Fuck you, be gentle."

As for what caused trouble or not, he seemed to have forgotten all about it.

Wen Yan closed his eyes and gasped, feeling the warm touch left on his neck. He raised his head unconsciously, and his fragile Adam's apple rolled up and down, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

It's not that he doesn't understand what Xu Meng is warning today, but there is always a person who can make you do something regardless of the consequences, without leaving any room for yourself.

Just like Xu Meng could risk his own life for Yan Na back then, Wen Yan could do the same thing for Jin Heng.

The two stumbled onto the bed.Jin Heng kissed Wen Yan deeply, brushing his lips and tongue over the old wounds that were flat or convex one by one, and then licked them gently, which always caused the person under him to tremble and groan, but he still did what the person said."Be gentle", the gentleness corrodes the bones, becomes more and more abrasive.

Wen Yan didn't understand why Jin Heng insisted on kissing all the scars on his body. He felt the itch spread straight to his bone marrow. His eyes were distracted. After several difficulties, he uttered two words: "Jin Heng..."

"Well," Jin Heng buried his face in his neck, "I'm here."