Chapter 147 My child

Wen Yan didn't know what to say. It was probably because he was nervous and his throat was a little blocked.The hand with clear joints fell on the back of Jin Heng's neck, and he unconsciously tightened his fingertips to draw strength.

Jin Heng kissed him and opened the packaging box of something.Wen Yan couldn't see clearly, but he could guess just by listening to the rustling voice. His ears felt faintly warm, and all that came to his mind were all the dirty jokes that his friends had said——

Of course, he himself might have held a cigarette and said a few words with a half-smile.

Wen Yan wanted to say something to lighten the atmosphere: "You...will you?"

Jin Heng seemed to smile, and there was a slight vibration in his chest: "What will it be? Blowing up a balloon?"

Wen Yan wiped his face and was about to say something when he felt a slightly cold hand touch his lower back, and his body suddenly froze.

Jin Heng kissed his eyes: "Relax..."

Wen Yan really wanted to relax, but this kind of thing was really out of his control. No matter how hard he tried, his back was still stiff.Years of fighting have formed a conditioned reflex in his body, and he will always enter a state of alert unconsciously.

When the two of them had sex in their last life, the scene was as brutal as a murder scene. After all, they were both newbies and inexperienced.If he had to do it again, Jin Heng would naturally not make the same mistake again.

Jin Heng told Wen Yan: "Relax, it won't hurt."

Wen Yan thought to himself that I'm not a fool who doesn't understand anything. It's okay to deceive an inexperienced little girl with such words, but he won't be able to deceive him: "Come down below and try, and then say this to me."

Easier said than done.

Jin Heng bit his shoulder gently, his thin lips slightly hooked, and his voice was vague: "I let you go up there, just because I'm afraid you can't do it."

Wen Yan's personality was the most resistant to being provoked, but luckily he didn't hear clearly. He was so distracted by being kissed by Jin Heng that he couldn't even calculate how much one plus one equals.The whole person was sunk deep into the bed, and when the exposed skin came into contact with the air, he couldn't help but tremble.

Jin Heng felt that his skills were not that bad, so he whispered: "It really doesn't hurt, huh?"

Wen Yan might have thought about it, but seeing Jin Heng still not moving, he took the initiative to grab his collar and pull him over. He didn't know whether he was comforting Jin Heng or comforting himself: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain."

He was really not afraid of pain, and after enduring the shame, he felt that it was no big deal.

Jin Heng brushed the broken hair from his forehead with his fingertips, and after a moment he hummed: "I know."

They had slept in this bed for dozens of days and nights, but never had they been so intimately connected.Wen Yan buried his face in the pillow, took a deep breath, and allowed Jin Heng to move behind him. However, he did not feel the expected pain for a long time.

It was like a handful of snow falling next to a bonfire. As the sparks danced, the scorching temperature gradually melted the snow into water.Hot and cold alternated, sometimes in the sky, sometimes on the ground, and finally even the remaining ice foam gradually disappeared.

Wen Yan's voice became even more hoarse. He clenched the sheets tightly and moved his lips helplessly, but nothing came out. He could only vaguely make out the word "Jin Heng" from the shape of his mouth, which seemed to belong to him.Source of strength and support.

"Shh-"

Jin Heng hugged him from behind, his dark eyes carrying a sense of morbidity that was difficult to detect. The strands were like a cocoon, wrapping up the possessiveness and satiation airtightly, not revealing them in the daytime.Every cent.

Jin Heng had never received anything in his past life and this life, and when he died, he still felt that his hands were empty. Only Wen Yan once belonged to him completely.

That incomplete heart seemed to have finally been filled bit by bit with the Master's agreement.

…

Wen Yan felt that he had a strange dream yesterday.The unfamiliar pleasure came over him like a wave, stimulating his scalp to numbness, his brain went blank, and later he lost his memory.I fell into a drowsy sleep, and finally woke up forcefully with the help of the biological clock I had developed over the years of school.

Wen Yan still had a splitting headache, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't even open them. He habitually touched the bedside, but it was empty, with only warmth remaining.

"..."

Wen Yan was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bed, but fell back instantly because of the pain in his body.Obviously, Jin Heng's skills are not so good that people can't feel any pain.

Wen Yan's body had been cleaned and even his clothes had been changed.He looked a little pale, and it took him a few minutes to get out of bed stiffly.Jin Heng just came back from buying breakfast downstairs. When he saw this, he was stunned for a moment and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Are you awake?"

He thought Wen Yan would lie down until noon at least.

Wen Yan saw that he was holding breakfast in his hand and responded slowly. Thinking of what happened yesterday, he felt a little awkward and said with erratic eyes, "Why are you going?"

Jin Heng raised the porridge in his hand and asked doubtfully: "Can't you see it?"

Wen Yan: "...I can see it."

In the past, Wen Yan did all the shopping for breakfast, but today it was a sudden change of person, which was a bit unaccustomed to him.After he finished washing, he pulled out a chair and sat down at the dining table. For some reason, his body suddenly stiffened, and it took a long time before he slowly relaxed.

Jin Heng held his chin and looked at it for a moment, then pushed the porridge at his hand towards him: "Eat it."

The food was on the light side, and Wen Yan didn't mind it, but because he was afraid of being late for school, he ate in a hurry.Jin Heng peeled a tea egg next to him and put it in his bowl: "Eat slowly, if you really can't ask for sick leave."

The good students are trying to persuade the bad boy to take leave, but the bad boy is unwilling to take leave.

Wen Yan swallowed what was in his mouth, thought for a moment, and then shook his head carelessly: "No, I want to study."

Jin Heng laughed angrily: "What are you studying?"

Wen Yan buried his head in his porridge: "I won't invite you anyway."

He had been fighting and skipping classes for so many years, and he had never asked for leave. If his friends asked him about it, Wen Yan would definitely be too embarrassed to reveal the reason, but he was not very good at making up lies.

Jin Heng had no choice but to let him.After breakfast, the two of them walked to school. Fortunately, it was still early and there was no need to rush.

When he was approaching the entrance of Sixth Middle School, Wen Yan stopped as usual and was about to watch Jin Heng go in. Unexpectedly, a warm palm suddenly covered his back and pushed him gently in the other direction.

"Let's go," Jin Heng said, "I'll take you to school."

"..."

Wen Yan's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Jin Heng with strange eyes, wondering if he had rolled the sheets on him once yesterday and asked him to lay on the bed and fuck him. His salary had risen too fast...

Jin Heng didn't know the twists and turns in Wen Yan's heart, so he pulled him towards Chongming. Later, considering the crowds on the street, he slowly let go of his hand and didn't stop until he reached the gate of Chongming Vocational High School..

There are still a few hollow cement pillars piled up in the open space outside. Perhaps those young and frivolous teenagers like to sit on them and look down at others.Seeing Wen Yan coming to school, one of them jumped down from above: "Damn, it's strange. Brother Yan is not late sometimes. What time is it? You come to school."

Wen Yan was not as good-tempered towards them as Jin Heng. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I am happy with it, but you can control it."

The man yawned: "We spent the night at the Internet cafe in front of the school yesterday and played games all night. We didn't go home at all."

After speaking, he turned his eyes and found Jin Heng standing behind him: "Hey, your little brother?"

Most people in Chongming know that Wen Yan has a younger brother. They say he is the top scorer in No. 6 Middle School, but they don't know if it's true or not.But today, I look like a good student, calm and fair, commonly known as "other people's children" in the elders' mouth.

But some people still don't believe it, why should good students play with gangsters like them.

Someone asked with unclear meaning: "Brother Yan, I heard that your little brother's academic performance is very good. Is this true?"

Wen Yan frowned: "Nonsense, if his grades are not good, why are you a team with good grades? You get zero marks in the test every day."

He looked unkind, as if if anyone jumped out to refute at this time, he would have a fight with others on the spot.

Jin Heng is already an adult mentally. Naturally, he cannot argue like a young boy about what is available and what is not. Not to mention that he only got a zero in the last placement test. He patted Wen Yan on the shoulder.: "It's getting late, go sit in the classroom, and call me if you need anything."

Wen Yan thought that something could be wrong and hesitantly said yes.

Jin Heng whispered: "I will pick you up after school."

Wen Yan nodded subconsciously: "Hmm...huh?!"

What's wrong with Jin Heng today? Is it like he's sick?!Doesn’t he still have to study in the evening?!

Wen Yan was about to ask, but Jin Heng had already walked away.From a distance, he made a gesture to him, indicating that he should quickly enter the school.

"..."

Okay, it’s weird, but it doesn’t feel bad?

Wen Yan blinked and took a few steps back. When he saw Jin Heng's figure disappearing from his eyes, he slowly turned around and walked into the school. However, when he arrived in the classroom, before his buttocks were still hot, he was shocked to hear a piece of "bad news".

"Big news, big news, Liu Tuzi said there will be a parent-teacher meeting this Friday! Brothers, get ready!"

The most well-informed boy in the class likes to be surprised, and he can tell the truth about any big thing. However, for students, especially those with poor grades, holding a parent-teacher conference is indeed a big event.Suddenly the pot exploded.

"Damn! Why is there another parent-teacher meeting? Last time my dad came back and whipped me with a belt!"

"Needless to say, my grades are too bad. I heard that our class's average score dropped, and Liu Baldy was called in for a talk by the principal."

"Dead."

Wen Yan sat lazily in the corner of the back row. Hearing the news, he raised his eyelids expressionlessly.I felt a little irritable in my heart, and the air pressure around my body was extremely low, and no one else dared to get close.

The class monitor distributed the notification letter of the parent-teacher meeting to everyone and conveyed the notice from the class teacher that no leave is allowed except under special circumstances.Wen Yan threw it back and said in a perfunctory tone: "My parents are unable to come because of something. I'm asking for leave."

He didn't even know who his biological father was, and he didn't know who his biological mother was fooling around with that wild man and who he was looking for for a meeting.

The class monitor was quite frightened by Wen Yan's group. He adjusted his glasses and said boldly: "The class teacher said that your parents haven't come several times. They have to be present this time anyway. If it can't be done, your grandpa can come."…”

"puff"

Before the squad leader finished speaking, Xu Meng couldn't help but burst out laughing.What grandpa? That's the old man who collects scraps downstairs at Wen Yan's house. He spent fifty yuan to hire a supporting actor.

Wen Yan's face turned dark: "Is it funny?"

Xu Mengren's face turned red: "No...it's not funny. Please invite your grandpa over."

Wen Yan was even more annoyed: "He was hit by a car while picking up scraps last month and is still lying in the hospital unable to get out."

The monitor listened to the two of them talking as if no one was watching. He didn't know what he thought of. He counted them against the list in his hand and read them one by one: "Wen Yan, Xu Meng, He Yang...the teacher said that your parents must be present."

The names he just read were all thorns in the class, skipping classes and fighting were commonplace, and he had memorized countless punishments. The class teacher couldn't bear it anymore and planned to talk to the parents in private.

Wen Yan sneered and glanced at Xu Meng: "You laugh, keep laughing."

Xu Meng's parents are the type who don't care about anything, but they want to save face. If the teacher asks them to come over and say something, they will definitely give Xu Meng a mixed doubles game when they get home.

Xu Meng was not worried. He thought for a moment and turned on his phone: "It just so happened that my aunt came back from other places recently. I asked her to come over for a meeting."

Wen Yan was dumbfounded: "Damn, what should I do?"

Xu Meng said casually: "Just spend some money to find a supporting actor on the street. We really can't let Jin Heng pretend to be your grandfather and take care of your grandson."

The latter sentence is purely a joke.

Wen Yan frowned and was about to say something. However, after thinking about it, he realized that it was not impossible. After thinking for a moment, he said: "He is a bit too young to pretend to be my grandfather. He is more like a distant cousin."

Jin Heng's temperament is much calmer than that of his peers, and he is tall enough. It is more than enough to dress maturely and pretend to be a young man who has just entered society.

Xu Meng just said it casually and hissed when he heard this: "Are you out of your mind? Are you really going to let him pretend to be your parent?"

Wen Yan gave him a middle finger with an expressionless expression: "Nonsense, do you think this is Hengdian Cinemas? There are extra actors all over the street. I got through this time. What should I do next time? Every time my relatives come,no the same."

The most important thing is that few people can stay calm under Liu Bald's nagging.

Because the summer vacation is coming soon, and the class division is about to happen, Class 6 has become somewhat scattered, and most of the evening self-study time is spent on practice papers.Jin Heng finished the paper in advance and made up an excuse that he was not feeling well, so the teacher asked him to leave early.

So when Wen Yan had just finished school and was about to go to the gate of No. 6 Middle School to wait for Jin Heng to start his evening self-study, when he saw the figure standing at the gate of the school, he suspected that his eyesight was blurry and said in a surprised tone: "Why are you here?"

Jin Heng pulled on the shoulder strap of his schoolbag that was about to slip off and said calmly: "Pick you up from school."

Xu Meng glanced behind him: "Where is Yan Na?"

Jin Heng thought for a while: "Study in the classroom at night."

Wen Yan realized something was wrong: "You're not going to study late at night, are you?"

Jin Heng corrected his wording: "No, the teacher allowed the leave."

After speaking, he raised his hand and hooked Wen Yan's schoolbag shoulder strap, pulling him away from Xu Meng and toward her. This small movement inadvertently revealed his inner desire for exclusivity.

Jin Heng lowered his eyes and asked him, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Wen Yan was stunned for a second before he realized what he was referring to. In front of Xu Meng, he didn't even dare to blush. He could only cover it up in the half-dark sky, turned his back and coughed, pretending to mumble unnecessarily.: "Sir, what's wrong with you..."

After he said this, his ears still turned red uncontrollably and felt hot.Wen Yan hated this feeling of being out of control, frowned hard, lowered his head and pretended to smoke, but he couldn't even hold the lighter steadily, and a cluster of faint blue flames trembled, revealing his inner peace.

It was rare for Jin Heng to see him like this, so he looked at him for a while and said, "You seem a little guilty?"

Before Wen Yan could answer, he heard Xu Meng say something sarcastic from the side: "Don't feel guilty if you are going to be invited as a parent. If you have time, take the time to pretend to be his grandfather and go to a parent-teacher meeting."

"Get lost!" Wen Yan frowned and cursed, then turned to Jin Heng and explained: "Ignore him, just pretend to be my distant cousin."

Well……

Jin Heng probably understood what was going on. The tricks children played, plagiarizing, cheating, fighting, skipping class, and just asking their parents to do so were all very common.

Jin Heng did not agree immediately, only said: "We'll talk about it when we go home first."

Xu Meng was going to the Sixth Middle School to take Yan Na off from school, and said goodbye to them halfway.

Although Wen Yan didn't think inviting parents was a big deal, it was troublesome at best, but when he was led home by Jin Heng, he felt a strange guilty feeling for no reason.After holding it in all the way, after entering the door, I finally couldn't help but pursed my lips and said: "It really doesn't work... I can pay for one."

Anyway, he has no parents and is almost like an orphan.

Jin Heng was thirsty and drank a glass of water before looking at him: "What?"

Wen Yan: "Parents please."

"Oh," Jin Heng said, "I didn't say not to go."

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment: "Then why didn't you say anything the whole way?"

He thought Jin Heng was unwilling to go.

Jin Heng took off his school uniform jacket and put it on the back of the chair. Then he walked up to Wen Yan and naturally pulled him into his arms.Jingjing looked directly at the unsupervised delinquent in front of her and said meaningfully: "Because I am thinking about something."

He gently massaged Wen Yan's lips with his fingertips. This action inevitably brought a bit of lust.

Wen Yan's voice became hoarse inexplicably: "What's the matter?"

Jin Heng's voice was low: "You have never called me brother, so you just pretend to be your cousin. Isn't it a shame?"

Wen Yan slowly realized what Jin Heng was planning: "You are younger than me."

Jin Heng felt that this was not important, so he hugged him and moved forward step by step until his back was against the cold wall. He kissed Wen Yan until he was confused, and then coaxed him with such evil intentions: "Call me brother?"

Wen Yan's eyes were blank, his breathing was disordered, and he moved his lips silently, but what he said was his name: "Jin Heng..."

All right.

Jin Heng's white fingertips rubbed the side of Wen Yan's face repeatedly, and he made a low hum. After a moment, he said: "You are my child..."