On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Jin Heng was not injured, but his whole body was drenched, his skin was as pale as snow in a winter night, and the hand hanging down beside him was dripping with a mixture of rainwater and blood, making him look like a water ghost in a panic.

As a matter of course, Wen Yan thought that he was being bullied, and a sudden unexplainable anger burst into his heart, which he couldn't suppress.

Jin Heng stood up straight, then wiped off the rain on his face with his hands, bent down to pick up the umbrella that fell from his feet, shook his head, his voice was a little blurred in the heavy rain: "It's okay, thank you."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed the shoulder strap of the schoolbag that was about to slip, and passed Wen Yan, looking silent and alienated, no different from a stranger.

"stop--"

Wen Yan suddenly pulled him back, frowning tightly.

Jin Heng always looked quiet and docile, and now is no exception. He lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yan. He held his hand and tilted his umbrella slightly to block the pouring rain above their heads. He said in a low voice, "Why? gone?"

Wen Yan didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw Jin Heng's polite and alienated attitude, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as if he had a pimple, and he was holding his hand, but he didn't know what to say for a long time what.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jin Heng moved his wrist and reminded: "I'm going home."

Wen Yan has never dealt with good students, because they are not on the same road at all. Good students despise punks who are ignorant, and punks hate good students who put on airs. It's like the difference in grades. Standing on the opposite side.

Jin Heng is an exception.

he is an exception...

Wen Yan's original intention was just to protect Jin Heng, and he thought it was a rare act of kindness in his life, and he wanted to protect this "good student" who he never despised under his wings. He hasn't figured out how to get there, but the only thing he is certain of is that Wen Yan doesn't want to lead Jin Heng astray.

Delinquent teenagers look like no one dares to provoke them, but in fact they are just a group of gangsters, trying to show their prestige in front of students who have not graduated. After graduating and growing up, there is a high probability that they are people at the bottom of society who are eating and waiting to die.

Jin Heng is different. He has good grades and good studies. When he graduates, in the words of the older generation, he will be followed by God to feed him. words.

Wen Yan has a perverse personality, with a bit of arrogance in his bones. He has never bowed his head to anyone in his life. He neither feels that bad boys are inferior, nor does he feel that being a gangster is ashamed, but Jin Heng's sudden kiss broke all the peace , so that he had to bow his head in embarrassment to face all this squarely.

Wen Yan had never seen such a clue in Jin Heng, nor had he thought about it carefully, so that day his mind went blank, and he ran away in a panic, unable to recover for a long time .

After a long silence, as if he had thought of a reason for his actions, Wen Yan finally said, "I'll take you home."

Jin Heng asked him back: "Why?"

Wen Yan frowned: "Where are there so many reasons?"

Jin Heng raised his umbrella slightly, as if he was smiling, but he didn’t seem to be smiling at all. He couldn’t see clearly in the dark night, but it made people feel that his eyes were a little cat-and-mouse: “I thought you would Keep avoiding me."

Wen Yan straightened his back, as if he had been trampled on some kind of painful foot, his narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, as if his feet were trampled on, and he narrowed his narrow eyes dangerously: "Who said I'm avoiding you?"

Jin Heng looked at him quietly: "You know what I mean."

Wen Yan didn't speak anymore, put one hand in his pocket, turned around, took a deep breath to calm down, then directly pulled out the umbrella in Jin Heng's hand, dragged him away from the alley, and pulled him to the motorcycle parked by the side of the road beside.

Wen Yan straddled into the car, then threw a helmet to Jin Heng, and said in a deep voice, "Come up."

Seeing this, Jin Heng put on his helmet and sat behind him. Wen Yan was obviously familiar with the route, so he started the car and drove towards his house. The roar overwhelmed the sound of the rain, and the whistling wind was mixed with Wen Yan's vague voice: "I'll deal with those people... "

After a pause, he said, "Tomorrow, you should study hard in class."

Wen Yan couldn't see Jin Heng's expression, but his clear voice sounded in his ears: "No need."

Wen Yan was expressionless, speeding up calmly, letting the wind blow his clothes up, the last brake stopped at the alley downstairs of Jin Heng's house, and said in an emotionless way: "Jin Heng, are you bold?"

At this time, he once again put on the air of the big brother overpowering the little brother, so what was the avoidance of the previous period of time?

Jin Heng got out of the car, and then reached out to take off the helmet, his hair was a little messy, he didn't feel panic or fear, but with a serious explanation: "You don't need to meddle in my business."

Wen Yan pushed back his wet forehead hair, revealing his sharp and distinct facial features, and his body was extremely aggressive, and a look in his eyes could make people terrified: "Why can't I meddle in your business?" ?”

Jin Heng asked back: "Why do you care?"

Wen Yan felt like a dog in his heart, and felt that Jin Heng was pressing every step of the way, so he tilted his head and made up a reason casually, with a perfunctory tone: "You are my little brother."

Jin Heng slightly leaned over to look at him: "I said, I'm not your little brother."

Wen Yan didn't dare to look directly at him, and when he heard his words, his heart jumped for no reason, and he unconsciously clenched the handlebars tightly, thinking that Jin Heng thought everything too simply, let alone liking men. How hard it is to go, just saying that he hangs out with bad boys like himself, the impact is big enough.

rain falls on him

The side of his face slid down, the sweltering heat dissipated in the air, and finally with a bit of night chill, Wen Yan took off his motorcycle gloves three times, frowning tightly, and asked Jin Heng: "Do you know who I am?" ?”

However, before Jin Heng could speak, Wen Yan answered first, his gaze made people dare not look directly at him, his words were as sharp as a knife, cutting open the reality: "I am a gangster."

"Do you know what a gangster is? Fighting every day, not going to class, my good life will come to an end after graduation. You go to college, and I go out to work. If you hang out with me, your grades will collapse soon. gone."

"I like to cause trouble. Maybe one day I offend some enemy, and you will be implicated. You will be dealt with worse than now."

Every word he said was threatening and intimidating, hoping that Jin Heng would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Wen Yan would never say such a thing, because he was equivalent to putting himself on the ground and telling Jin Heng clearly that he was just a bastard with no future and no quality, belittling himself every word, This is something the former Wen Yan would never do.

He just hoped that Jin Heng could understand.

Wen Yan was also forced to face this fact, looking embarrassed, all he could do was keep a not too far or close distance from Jin Heng, eat together, and leave school together, that's all.

He would not take Jin Heng with him when fighting, nor would he take Jin Heng with him when he was skipping class, because he knew better than anyone in his heart that they were diametrically opposed people, and they were not walking the same path at all.

The rain gradually stopped, and water dripped from the eaves.

Jin Heng stood where he was, without saying a word, as if he had listened.

Wen Yan was silent for a while, seeing that he hadn't moved, he didn't know whether to be disappointed or grateful, he lowered his eyes, put on his gloves again, wiped off the rain on his face, started the car and was about to leave, but his shoulder was suddenly hit by someone. grab it.

Jin Heng's hand was rarely warm, which contrasted sharply with Wen Yan's cold and tense body: "What if I'm not afraid?"

Wen Yan took a break.

Jin Heng raised his hand and turned his sharp and cold face around. There was still a drop of rain on Wen Yan's eyelashes, and he couldn't help trembling as it slid down. I don't know if it was because of the rain or something else. , pale lips.

Jin Heng asked him: "What if I'm not afraid?"

Because there was a heavy rain just now, the night was dark, there were no passers-by on the road, only the silence and coldness echoed, and the faint evil spirit appeared in Jin Heng's eyes again, with a charm that did not belong to this age Man, he approached Wenyan slowly, his lips were cool but soft, and he pressed against Wenyan's ear, raising a slight itchiness.

Wen Yan froze for a moment, trying to hide, but was pressed by Jin Heng's shoulders, followed by a soft touch on his cheeks, and finally fell on his lips, the tip of his tongue touched his teeth, breathing Intertwined with breath, never had an intimacy.

Seeing this, Wen Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and Jin Heng's dilated appearance was clearly reflected in his eyes, so startled that he even missed a beat of his heart.

Jin Heng lived his whole life again, and it was obviously more than enough to deal with Wen Yan, an innocent boy who had never been in love. The back of the head, the movement is gentle and slow, but it cannot be refused, like a snake winding around the heart, and then tightens the body quietly, making people have nowhere to escape.

Jin Heng's voice was bewitching: "You protect me well, those things won't happen..."

His slender fingertips slowly ran through Wen Yan's wine-red hair. Compared with the two, it was a little dazzlingly white. Jin Heng continued to deepen the kiss calmly, and then pulled back slightly, with his lips touching his lips, blurred Qing Qing asked him in a low voice: "Do you think..."

He finally took off the disguise, his dark eyes were deep and deep, like a wolf and a poisonous snake, and he focused on his prey.

Wen Yan finally came back to his senses, and instinctively grabbed Jin Heng's wrist with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush his bones. Jin Heng thought he would push him away, but in fact he didn't, Wen Yan's heart was already in turmoil, and he was completely defeated.

Jin Heng told him: "I am the only one in my family, I am with you, no one will care."

"I will study hard and my grades will not drop."

"You protect me well."

All you have to do is protect me...

Wen Yan did this in his previous life, and then put his whole life into it, but no one would feel sorry for him, he just felt that he had suffered on his own, because most of the gangsters’ fates were not much better, but Jin Heng made his already muddle-headed life into a mess. More fragmented.

Jin Heng is like a poisonous poppy, bewitching people's hearts. After he finished speaking, he lightly placed a kiss on Wen Yan's eyelids. It was like a butterfly staying for a moment, but the other party's tightly clenched hands burst into tears. strength.

"Wen Yan..."

Jin Heng read his name in a low voice, chewing the two words back and forth in his heart, not knowing what kind of meaning he tasted.

Probably something special, in this life, Wen Yan was the only one who held Jin Heng back, but he was dragged down the abyss by the other party instead.

The heart of a teenager is the most hasty and flustered, and the emotion is unexpected. The meeting of two people is not a gift, but a lesson.

The system fluttered its wings in mid-air, and unexpectedly met Jin Heng's gaze, which was usually deep, but at this time it was a little smug, like a winner in a gamble.

Jin Heng moved his lips silently: "Look, he will come back again..."

He had already said that Wen Yan would come back.

The system slowly looked up at the sky, thinking that this is what it encountered, the first one would rely on the protected host, if it fell into a soft rice

In the group of golfers in the department, there is no scum left that cannot be electrocuted?

009 patted his stomach with his wings, and it was really kind.

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