Chapter 162 Extra: Release from Prison

That was a dream that Jin Heng had after they had been together for many, many years.

The sun shines onto the floor through the gaps in the curtains. There are a few slanting beams of light in the air, and the dust is faintly visible.Such a warm scene was forced to lose some of its warmth by the cold-toned room.

There was a thin man lying on the bed.His eyelids trembled slightly, as if he had been awakened by the sunlight. He turned over unconsciously and groped with his fingertips under the quilt, trying to find another body that was equally warm.

But he came up empty.

Jin Heng noticed something was wrong and sat up slowly. He thought Wen Yan had gone downstairs for a run and exercise, but the moment he opened his eyes, he was shocked by the extremely cold and lonely decoration style in the room.

Three seconds later.

"Wow"

Jin Heng had never been so arrogant in his life, and he directly opened the quilt and got out of bed.He didn't even bother to put on his shoes, he opened the door and ran out to the corridor, and quickly went downstairs. However, the scene in front of him was clearly the villa where he lived alone in his previous life.

But how could it be?

how could be?

Jin Heng's usually calm expression finally showed slight cracks, he was frightened and shocked, twisted and dark.Aunt Miao, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the commotion and came out, only to see Jin Heng standing at the stairs with a pale face in pajamas, without even wearing shoes.

Jin Heng is usually too withdrawn, and Aunt Miao rarely talks much, but when she saw this, she couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Heng looked around and recognized her as the nanny who was cooking at home. Her expression suddenly turned ugly and a little scary.Without saying a word, he clenched his teeth, stepped back step by step, turned around and ran upstairs.

The mobile phone was placed quietly on the corner of the bedside table.Jin Heng returned to the room, unlocked the screen a little hastily, and then saw the time and date on it as expected, and his movements stopped.

This was his previous life, when he was 25 years old...

Jin Heng's figure suddenly fell uncontrollably and fell to the ground with a thud.In early spring, it was so cold that my lungs felt chilly for no reason.

He clutched the phone tightly, his mind was in a mess, and he could only remember two words at this time.

Wen Yan...

Wen Yan...

To find him...

Liu Si is Jin Heng's personal secretary, and she is responsible for most of the boss's schedule. But today, Jin Heng uncharacteristically postponed the meeting and asked her to use half a month's free time to book a flight to City F..

Liu Si wanted to ask, but didn't dare.Externally, Jin Heng is a young talent that attracts everyone, but only those who have been with him for a long time know that his immediate boss has a gloomy and withdrawn temper, and is quite difficult to maintain.

She could only do as she was told, and immediately arranged air tickets and hotels. However, at this moment, Jin Heng asked her to check the information of a person. It was not a beautiful star or a business celebrity, but a murderer -—

Forgive Liu Si for habitually using this word to refer to people who have been in prison, even though the other person was only sentenced to a few years for intentional injury.

Jin Heng knew nothing about what happened after he left. To him, that past was so pale that it was almost terrifying.He was sitting in the car heading to the airport, with his eyes half-closed and silent. He put the cold mobile phone against his chin and suddenly asked: "How many years has he been sentenced..."

Liu Si was sitting in the passenger seat and couldn't see Jin Heng's expression clearly. She only felt that the tone of his question was weird. She looked at the information in her hand and said: "The victim was seriously injured, and he did not hire a lawyer to defend him, so the sentence wasSeven years and three months, and he will be released from prison in a few days.”

From Eliusi's point of view, it was actually not a big deal. If you were willing to spend money to hire a lawyer to litigate the case, and add out-of-court compensation, it would not be impossible to reduce the sentence to three years.

She couldn't hold it back, and looked at the information again, and found that Wen Yan was only eighteen or nineteen years old when he was in prison. He barely graduated from high school, so she muttered: "He is still a student, quite young. It's a pity."

It was at the age when he was most energetic that he was imprisoned for so many years.

Jin Heng heard her whisper and slowly raised his eyes.It seemed like he was asking her, but also like he was asking himself, but no emotion could be heard: "Is it a pity?"

Liu Si was startled, thinking that she had said the wrong thing, and changed her posture slightly uneasily.Looking in the rearview mirror, I tried to detect some of Jin Heng's happiness and anger, but found nothing. I could only say vaguely: "A little bit."

At the same time, he couldn't help but speculate about the relationship between that man and Jin Heng.

relative?brother?Or an enemy?

Jin Heng was silent and didn't say anything else.

They took the 7pm flight and arrived directly in city F.Liu Si had already prepared the hotel where she was staying. After asking the waiter to carry her luggage into the room, she habitually asked Jin Heng about his upcoming itinerary: "Mr. Jin, is there anywhere you want to go?"

She thought Jin Heng was here for tourism. After all, this was a quiet city.

Jin Heng did not answer: "Find out when he will be released from prison and send me the time and place."

After a pause, he sent Liu Si an address: "Rent a room in this community. I want to move in as soon as possible."

Liu Si became more and more confused about what Jin Heng wanted to do, and felt as uncomfortable as a cat scratching her heart. She could only ask hesitantly: "Mr. Jin, how long is the rent for the house?"

When they go out to discuss business, they usually stay in hotels for as long as they want.At first glance, that residential building looks like an old-fashioned residential building. It is not a newly developed property. Most of them are long-term residents. It will definitely take a lot of effort to rent it. It starts in half a year.

Jin Heng turned on the computer and was looking up something. The screen's fluorescent light fell on the tip of his nose, adding a faint layer of light.His voice was cold and he said without looking back: "Rent it directly. If you can't rent it, buy it. You can make up your own mind and file the financial reimbursement."

The implication is that she doesn't have to worry about money.

Liu Si was secretly stunned. These evil rich people can buy a house as easily as they can buy candy. How can they, a back-breaking worker like them, live?He nodded in agreement and left the room.

The suite is located on the upper floor of the hotel. From the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see bright lights and busy traffic.After staring for a long time, I felt suffocated for no reason.Jin Heng pressed his palms against the cold glass, his knuckles faintly turning blue, trying to tell whether everything in front of him was a dream.

But even if it is a dream, Wen Yan should still exist...

No one knows what kind of changes nearly seven years in prison will bring to a person. The only thing they know is that Jin Heng has never visited Wen Yan once in the past seven years.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, making the iron door of the prison very hot. If you look carefully, some of the paint has peeled off around the edges.A black car parked quietly not far away, with a thin man in the driver's seat.He held the steering wheel, wondering what he was thinking.

Time passed bit by bit.

About half an hour later, the two closed doors finally opened with a creak. Jin Heng looked up as if aware, only to see the prison guards escorting a man out, his heart beating uncontrollably.One shot.

It was a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Familiar because the facial features have not changed, strange because the eyes can no longer see any light, except for the cold and sharp eyes, there is only an endless line of sinister birds of prey.When standing under the sun, the place where he stood was suddenly cast into a dark corner.

Dark shadows were projected onto the ground, stretched infinitely, and distorted to the point of being somewhat deformed.

The prison guard patted Wen Yan on the shoulder, handed him a backpack containing personal belongings, and said a few words of advice on how to be a good person before leaving.

A rolling heat wave hit, causing the air to become distorted.

Wen Yan ignored the prison guard's words, narrowed his eyes and slowly raised his head.Seven years in prison suddenly made him a little tired of such dazzling sunlight.He felt like a piece of ice, but now he was forced to stand under the sun, melting and passing away.

They were a pair of lifeless eyes, without any trace of life, like a painting that had lost its color, only black and white.

Wen Yan had just taken two steps when a car parked not far away suddenly opened its door and a young man in a suit and leather shoes got out.He has a tall figure and handsome features, and is walking towards him step by step.

Just as Jin Heng had difficulty recognizing Wen Yan, the latter had difficulty recognizing him.

After all, no one could have guessed that a weak person who was bullied at the beginning would climb to a height that is difficult for others to reach after many years after graduation.

Wen Yan paused and looked at Jin Heng with dark eyes.He was holding his backpack with one hand, and the tattoo lines on the back of his hand faded to blue unconsciously, silently showing the passage of time.

There was only a few steps between them, but there was a gap of seven years between them.Colder than the bars in the prison, they rose into the sky and erected an invisible barrier.

It has been seven years, and no one can guarantee that nothing has changed.

But Jin Heng didn't care, whether it was a dream or reality, as long as Wen Yan was still there.

As long as Wen Yan is still there...

Jin Heng walked up to Wen Yan, paused slowly, and then pulled him into his arms without warning, even with a bit of force.He closed his eyes and felt the other person's warm body, beating heart, and blood that had been frozen for a long time finally began to flow slowly, feeling the long-lost feeling of being alive.

Wen Yan frowned and was obviously stunned for a moment.

Jin Heng buried his face in his neck, sighed lowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I found you..."

Liu Si was sitting in another car, ready for call at any time.When he saw her boss, who kept strangers away from him, he suddenly hugged a released prisoner, holding a mouthful of soda in his mouth and almost spitting it out, and he was frantically looking for tissues.

What the hell, are they really relatives?

But if the relationship is really so good, why don't we visit him once in seven years? Instead, he pretends to be affectionate here. Others don't know that he is so cold-blooded.

Liu Si had doubts, and Wen Yan naturally had them too.

He had been in prison for too long and was no longer able to adapt to this kind of close contact, and his muscles were uncontrollably tense.He frowned slightly and pushed Jin Heng away.

The latter was stunned by his actions and looked subconsciously, only to see Wen Yan's eyes full of alienation and caution.

"..."

After a second or two, Jin Heng made a move.He smiled, stepped back and took Wen Yan's hand, whispering: "Let's go, I'll take you home to have a rest."

Wen Yan couldn't hear the emotion and asked, "Go home?"

When he was in prison, Wen Siwan had already severed ties with him. This word was too ironic for him.

It was always when Jin Heng stepped back step by step that he suddenly realized what kind of situation Wen Yan had been in these years, lonely and desperate.He tightened his fingertips slightly and hummed: "Go back to our home."

He pulled Wen Yan into the car with some force and drove away.Upon seeing this, Liu Si hurriedly followed.

At the same time, a motorcycle passed by them and stopped neatly at the prison door.The rider of the bike was a young man with short hair and neat hair. He took off his helmet and looked around, but he didn't find Wen Yan: "Damn, where is the man? Didn't he say he would be out at this time? He shouldn't be leaving, right?"

There was a girl in a skirt in the back seat of the car. She straightened her messy hair, looked around and found that Wen Yan was nowhere to be seen.He held an unopened ice cream in his hand, which was already a little melted and sticky: "Oh, why are you so stupid? Just ask."

Xu Meng turned to look at her: "Am I stupid? If you hadn't insisted on buying ice cream on the way, would I have been late?"

Yan Na glared and grabbed his hair: "What happened to me eating ice cream? Didn't you eat it? Spit it out!"

Xu Meng's fate was grabbed by the throat: "Well... crazy woman!"

Wen Yan had no idea that a young couple almost had a fight because of his departure.He sat in the passenger seat, blowing in the air conditioner, and looked at the world outside the car window, which seemed like a world away for a moment.

Wen Yan has been detached from the world for too long.He couldn't guess or see anything. He could only vaguely estimate that Jin Heng's current life should be very comfortable.His stern eyebrows were half-closed, and he suddenly asked: "Have you gone to college?"

Jin Heng turned his head, looked at his expressionless face, and said softly: "Big A."

Wen Yan closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Jin Heng drove to the entrance of the community and stopped in the garage.I sent a message to Liu Si so that she didn’t have to follow him anymore.Then he opened the door and got out of the car, walked around to the other side and took Wen Yan out.

It seemed that only constant touch could soothe his restless heart.

Wen Yan was quite uncomfortable and struggled to shake off. He frowned and reminded him: "It's daytime now."

Jin Heng's strength suddenly became surprisingly strong at this moment. As he pulled Wen Yan toward the elevator, he asked seriously, "Can I hold him tonight?"

Wen Yan said the knot.

This place used to be Wen Yan's home, but after Wen Siwan went abroad, it was sold to others.Jin Heng found a way to buy it back and roughly decorated it in the shortest possible time.

Wen Yan obviously recognized this place and stood at the door without going in: "Isn't this house sold?"

Jin Heng stood behind him, wanting to hug him out of habit, but he just put his hands on his shoulders, squeezed them slightly, and whispered: "I bought it back again, and this will be our home from now on."

Wen Yan didn't know why, but he looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar place without making a sound.

Jin Heng took him in and closed the door behind his back.He walked into the bedroom and took out a set of clean clothes: "Take a shower first, and come out to eat later."

He took care of everything very well and ironed it carefully so that no one could find anything wrong.

Wen Yan didn't object, took the clothes and walked into the bathroom.His top was a black short-sleeved shirt. Through his exposed arms, Jin Heng keenly noticed that there were many old wounds on them, which may have been left in prison. He slowly looked away.

Jin Heng made a call, and soon someone delivered a bunch of beautifully packaged meals.He sat at the table, opened the lids one by one, and waited quietly for Wen Yan to come out of the bathroom.

Feeling uncomfortable?It must be uncomfortable.

But for Jin Heng, as long as Wen Yan is still there, it's not a big problem.

The other party will come back to him sooner or later.

Jin Heng laid out the tableware calmly and neatly, categorizing them one by one and placing them in their proper places. It was so elegant that it was indescribable.When Wen Yan came out of the bathroom, she saw him sitting by the window waiting for her. The light sunlight illuminated the living room, and the smile on Jin Heng's lips also became warm.

Jin Heng stood up: "Have you finished washing?"

Wen Yan didn't know how to respond, so he could only nod.

Jin Heng glanced at his wet hair: "Your hair needs to be dried."

Wen Yan's hair is very short and there is no need to blow it.However, before he could speak, Jin Heng took a towel, pressed him on the chair and gently wiped his hair with a skilled posture, as if he had been doing it for many years.

Wen Yan turned his head slightly and said, "I'll do it myself."

Jin Heng: "I'll help you."

He seemed to enjoy this kind of close contact. After drying his hair, he even kissed the side of Wen Yan's face like a dragonfly: "Let's eat."

When Wen Yan was startled, his conditioned reflex was to punch him, but he couldn't hold it back.His voice was low, and he listened carefully with a hint of warning: "Jin Heng——"

Jin Heng was not afraid at all. He touched Wen Yan's dried hair and reminded him: "I am your boyfriend."

I am your boyfriend...

When Wen Yan heard these words, he felt uneasy in his heart. When he saw Jin Heng's deep eyes, he felt even more confused.He tilted his head as if to escape and quickly looked away: "No need."

It's really not necessary.

Whether it was out of guilt or compensation, Jin Heng had already had different lives in the past seven years, so there was no need to forcefully get entangled with each other.

Jin Heng smiled: "It doesn't matter what you say."

He put the chopsticks into Wen Yan's hand: "Let's eat, it's getting cold."

Wen Yan liked all the dishes on the table. Jin Heng would occasionally put a chopstick in his bowl and ask him if it tasted good.I don’t know what the two of them are thinking in their hearts, but on the surface they seem to be enjoying themselves.

Wen Yan's mind was in a mess. He thought it would be fine after a while, but in fact he could not calm down until night.It was like there was a fire burning in my internal organs, and it hurt in addition to pain.

The night was dark and the surroundings were quiet.

He clutched his heart, closed his eyes and took a breath.

Seven years in prison, seven years of indifference, carved the words "Unforgettable" in the bones and blood.It had never appeared before, but today it suddenly surged like crazy on this night.

Jin Heng couldn't sleep, so he happened to pass by Wen Yan's room and heard him tossing and turning.He quietly opened the door and asked in the hazy darkness: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Wen Yan paused and said nothing. After a moment, he felt a sudden weight beside him, and a cold hand fell on his forehead.

"I don't have a fever," Jin Heng said. "Actually, I can't sleep very well either."

He was very familiar with it. He lay down directly on the bed, put his arm through Wen Yan's waist, and slowly pulled him into his arms. His voice was low and he calmly stated a certain fact: "I miss you."

Wen Yan felt that Jin Heng seemed to be suffering from skin hunger syndrome, and even his temperament was completely different from before. He asked slightly sarcastically: "Miss me? What do you miss me for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of warmth suddenly covered his lips, and his voice was suddenly silenced as if someone had strangled his throat. With a sudden move, the other party took advantage of the situation and pried open his teeth, and the tip of his tongue flexibly penetrated.

Jin Heng was like a drug addict who suddenly got into something that made him addicted.Ignoring Wen Yan's slight struggle, he grabbed the back of the other person's head and kissed and entangled her deeply.The tip of the tongue swept over the warm inner wall of the mouth, the hard teeth, and finally an equally soft tip of the tongue.

He pushes, he advances.

Jin Heng read his name one after another in the dark night, with a certain desire and urgency: "Wen Yan... Wen Yan..."

His voice was hoarse, as if he wanted to devour the person beneath him.Wen Yan couldn't breathe due to his kiss, and he couldn't attack. He retreated again and again. In the end, he didn't even know when the bottom line was peeled off.

He was angry: "Jin Heng!"

Then he groaned again because of the other party's movements.

Jin Heng felt that his soul and body were divided into two people. His soul was calm, but his body was out of control.He kissed Wen Yan's earlobe, breathing the other person's name in his dense and lingering breath, like a lover whispering: "Wen Yan..."

With one sound, Wen Yan's defense was stripped away.

Wen Yan didn't know why, but he clenched the pillow tightly, and a simple movement revealed a hint of hatred.He lowered his head like a dying animal, letting himself be manipulated by Jin Heng in a panic, helpless and pale, and finally uttered one word inaudibly: "It hurts."

The muscles are shaking.Seven years in prison made it difficult for him to adapt to the proximity of others.

Jin Heng paused, turned him over in the dark, and continued to kiss him softly.The two of them haven't been in contact for a long time, which is normal.

"Don't be afraid..."

Jin Heng stroked the back of his neck, not knowing what to do with him.Kissing the salty liquid that was either sweat or tears from the corners of Wen Yan's eyes, she hugged him tightly, as if she was crushing the blood embedded in his bones.

Wen Yan gradually lost consciousness, and the only thing he truly felt was Jin Heng's kiss.He heard the other party whispering something in his ear, as vague as the wind, and finally broke through the defense line unknowingly.

Jin Heng's anxious heart finally calmed down. He held Wen Yan's face, nose to nose, forehead to forehead. No one in the world could be closer than them: "Does it still hurt..."

"..."

Wen Yan's waist trembled, he was speechless, and his hair was soaked with sweat.

The window was not closed tightly, and the night wind from outside blew in, lifting the curtain at a corner.You can still vaguely hear the faint chirping of insects.The old stop signs on the roadside are slightly faded, and the gloomy sycamore trees cast a shadow.

Jin Heng hugged Wen Yan and buried his face in his neck. His fingertips rubbed the scars on the other person's body over and over again, gently and slowly.Wen Yan seemed to have lost the strength to struggle. He closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Jin Heng suddenly asked him: "While you are inside, do you want me to come over and see you?"

Must have thought about it.

But he didn’t come in the first year, he didn’t come in the second year, and he still didn’t come in the third year, so he didn’t want to come.

Wen Yan frowned unconsciously and turned his head: "No."

Jin Heng knew he was lying, but still refused to let go of his embrace. He grabbed his hand and said, "Just give me a good beating to relieve my anger..."

Wen Yan struggled.

Jin Heng refused to let go: "One year is not enough, just two or three years, I will let you fight for the rest of your life."

He leaned against Wen Yan's face and said in a serious tone: "I will never leave you alone again..."

Wen Yan froze, but Jin Heng hugged him tighter and whispered vaguely like the wind: "I love you..."