On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

I don't know if anyone can understand this kind of fun.

Every time Jin Heng saw that Wen Yan was forced to spittle fragrantly by his study, he felt very interesting in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. Hold the pen and expand his vocabulary one by one, quite patiently.

Wen Yan could hear it at first, but after the end, his eyes began to feel dizzy. Unable to hold back, he yawned, stared down at the book in a daze, and then became more and more sleepy, more and more sleepy, and dozed off bit by bit.

Just when Wen Yan was about to fall asleep, a dense tingling pain suddenly came from his earlobe, and he woke up with a fright. Turning his head to look, he saw that Jin Heng was staring at him, with his warm lips pressed against his ears.

Obviously, it was the one he bit just now.

"..."

It was difficult for Wen Yan to distinguish Jin Heng's happiness and anger for a while. But it's really not good for you to doze off while others are working hard to give lectures. He froze and didn't move, and now all the drowsy bugs were gone, and he asked tentatively, "...why didn't you continue talking?"

Jin Heng pushed the pen cap back with one hand, and made a light click, "Are you sleepy?"

I wasn't sleepy at first, but when I heard something about ho are you, I became sleepy. Wen Yan used to think that Baldy Liu was too ugly, so students would doze off during class, but now it seems that it has nothing to do with appearance.

Wen Yan shook his head, "It's okay, you can continue talking."

Jin Heng didn't continue talking, probably seeing that Wen Yan really wasn't this material. He closed the book, folded and sorted the half-finished exercise papers, this small action shocked Wen Yan a lot.

"What are you doing?"

Jin Heng said, "If you don't like to study, then don't study."

Wen Yan's first reaction was that Jin Heng was angry, subconsciously sat up straight, and pressed his hand, "I'll learn, who said I won't learn."

Seeing Wenyan, Jin Heng looked nervous, and explained in a low voice, "I'm serious, if you don't want to learn, you don't need to learn."

Wen Yan was a little confused, "Why..."

Jin Heng only said one sentence, "I'll learn."

If Wen Yan doesn't want to learn, then he will learn.

Jin Heng never asked Wen Yan to have good grades, or to be admitted to a key prestigious school. If the other party really didn't like it, he would not force him. People of the older generation say that only by studying can they have a future. Jin Heng does not deny this, but now his and Wen Yan's futures are tied together.

Wen Yan didn't know why, but suddenly fell silent. He looked at Jin Heng, his sharp eyebrows and eyes showed a deep sense of powerlessness at this moment, and he closed his eyes after a while and said, "Jin Heng, I don't want to be a gangster for the rest of my life."

Wen Yan didn't think there was anything wrong with being a bad boy before, but after being with Jin Heng, he suddenly realized the gap between the two, not only in grades, but also in the future.

They're coming of age, one step away from high school and one step closer to bloody reality.

Jin Heng will be admitted to a key university in the future, and all Wen Yan can do is to keep up with his pace, so that the gap between the two of them will not be so far away that it is impossible to see. But the boy's shoulders were still weighed down by the heavy reality.

"Wen Yan..."

Jin Heng spoke slowly, but didn't know how to tell him. The fingertips slowly traced the other person's eyebrows and eyes, and finally touched his forehead, lowering his eyes and whispering, "Don't be afraid."

Jin Heng walked that road once. He only needs to slowly run along the trajectory of his previous life, and the wealth and fame he once owned will return to him.

The difference is that in this life he will carry Wenyan.

Wen Yan doesn't have to worry, doesn't have to be afraid, and doesn't have to force himself to study, because Jin Heng is his way out. As long as you survive these few years, the rest of your life will be full of flowers.

Jin Heng's voice had the power to soothe people's hearts, and Wen Yan's restless mood calmed down strangely. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help looking at the harmless and gloomy man in front of him, but he was kissed by him in the next second.

"Well……"

Wen Yan is considered strong, but every time he compares with Jin Heng, he will still be breathless by the other's tight kiss. But he didn't want to push it away, his hands landed on Jin Heng's shoulders and tightened forcefully, feeling the suffocating pleasure brought by the other party.

The practice paper was knocked and scattered on the ground, and the fountain pen rolled to the corner with a sound, but there was no time to take care of it.

Jin Heng pressed Wen Yan on the desk with such force that it seemed to crush his bones, but the kiss was still so tender and lingering that it made people palpitate, his voice was hoarse and low, ambiguous for no reason, "Wen Yan, you just need to be by my side... "

Do nothing else.

He will pave the way of this life...

Wen Yan lost his mind, stared at the ceiling absent-mindedly, his fingertips tightened uncontrollably because of Jin Heng's movements, and couldn't hear what he was saying at all. At the end, he let out a muffled snort, like a whimpering little beast, with red eyes.

Jin Heng hugged him off the desk, and kissed Wen Yan's tears away because of being too excited. They are like two irrelevant ropes, but at this moment they are slowly entangled into a knot, twisted into a dead knot, and no one can separate them.

...

Jin Heng hugged Wen Yan, gasping for breath, his chest heaving and unsteady, kissed his sweaty hair and said, "What did you do today?"

Wen Yan came back to his senses slowly, "What?"

Jin Heng sniffed his neck twice, "You smell like gasoline, did you go to the car factory?"

Wen Yan flatly denied, "I didn't go."

Jin Heng looked at him, "That's murder and arson."

Wen Yan "..."

Sometimes Jin Heng is too clever, and Wen Yan's rough nerves can't be hidden from him. lazy no

If he wanted to move, he could only turn over and cover his face in the pillow, and replied vaguely, "Anyway, I have nothing to do, part-time job."

Wenyan can always do well in things that have nothing to do with study, such as smoking, fighting, drinking, skateboarding, drag racing, oh, now I have to add one more, repairing cars.

Jin Heng didn't speak, and after a while he said, "You're still young..."

He's speaking from an adult's point of view.

Wen Yan lay on the edge of the bed, with his back to him. Originally wanted to have an afterthought cigarette, but gave up when he couldn't find a lighter, and frowned, "I'm an adult, what a little boy."

The woman said that after Wen Yan graduated from high school, if he didn't go to university and chose to go out to work, he would stop sending money to the card.

Anyway, Wen Yan has already made plans to go out to work after graduating from high school. He had heard from Xu Meng that going to college was very expensive, Jin Heng's tuition and living expenses had to be saved from now on, and Wen Yan's own basic necessities, food, housing and transportation would cost money everywhere, so he couldn't ask someone to borrow it later.

Jin Heng looked at his back quietly. Apart from some old wounds, there were also new hickey marks on it. He rubbed it with his fingertips for a moment and said, "Is it because of me?"

"Don't worry about it so much," Wen Yan said, "Sooner or later you have to work, get used to it in advance,"

After a pause, he said, "Go to school well, and I will pay for you in the future."

"..."

Jin Heng didn't know what to think of when he heard the words, paused with his fingertips, and lost his mind for a moment. He slowly approached Wen Yan's neck, biting lightly like a poisonous snake, causing the latter to grunt, then tightened his arms, wrapping the person tightly into his embrace.

Wen Yan was a little out of breath, "Jin Heng..."

Jin Heng remained silent, closed his eyes and kissed him, it was the feeling that even the jaws began to ache. Wen Yan couldn't speak, only felt that the person on his body showed signs of recovery, and hugged Jin Heng's neck, his voice was broken by the bump.

It is said that life is like chess, and there is no regret when you make a move. Jin Heng deeply agrees, but he has been wondering whether he has regretted it in his previous life.

Thinking about it now, I regret it, I shouldn't have left Wen Yan alone in the cold prison...

Jin Heng is not a very bad-hearted person. Even when he was a child, he did stupid and kind deeds that made people laugh, but he couldn't stop the people around him from pouring ink on the white paper. .

So Wen Yan bore the consequences.

No one in Jin Heng ever said that in his previous life, every time he dreamed back at midnight, there would be a thought in his mind that grew wildly like weeds, forcing himself to go back to that nightmare place to meet someone. It's just that before he could act, the rising sun the next day was like a prairie fire, burning up that idea, leaving nothing behind.

It's just that the weeds are hard to get rid of by the roots, and the next spring breeze will grow wildly again.

They kissed fiercely, lingering to death.

Jin Heng carried Wen Yan to the bathroom. The two of them were leaning against the cold tiles, but scorching hot water poured down their heads. The hot air soon filled the air, blurring their vision.

Jin Heng pressed Wen Yan's forehead and said, "Don't go, now is not the time."

In his heart, the person in front of him was still just a half-grown boy.

Wen Yan kissed him on the lips as an ambiguous answer.

Jin Heng couldn't stop Wen Yan. When he was making up lessons at school, he couldn't keep an eye on him all the time. Wen Yan even learned to be smart. Every time he changed his clothes, he couldn't smell anything except the smell of tobacco.

Jin Heng knew that he must still be working part-time outside, but there was nothing he could do. He could only wait for the college entrance examination and graduation, and then left the city with Wen Yan.

For the first time, a heart that had only twisted killing intent gave birth to some kind of longing.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be alive.

Class Nine went through a small monthly exam, which was just an internal class exam, so there was no grade ranking. Except for Jin Heng, who took the top spot with almost perfect scores, there was another person whose grades fell below everyone's spectacles, and that was class leader Cheng Doudou.

Although he studied hard, his grades in class 9 were not considered high in the past, and he has been hovering in the middle and lower reaches. Even a scumbag like Zou Kai can catch up with him after a few days of class, which shows his level. But this time, it was uncharacteristically, making rapid progress, and directly entered the top five in the class. Teacher Cen specially singled it out to praise him.

"Damn, is Doudou's head consecrated?"

"I think it's a good idea."

During the class break, everyone gathered around his desk, admiring him, wishing to treat him as a rare animal.

Cheng Doudou himself is very modest, scratching his head in embarrassment, and the problem of stuttering when he is nervous still hasn't changed, "No...no, Jin Heng taught... well..."

Mr. Cen said something casually at the beginning, but Jin Heng implemented it seriously. He would correct Cheng Doudou's way of doing the questions every day during the break, and he would make some progress after a month anyway.

Everyone suddenly realized, "Damn, I almost forgot, there is a Xueba sitting next to you. I thought Doudou was enlightened. It turns out that Xueba is good at teaching."

Teacher Cen was sitting on the podium to rest, his ears moved slightly, and he listened to the words, and couldn't help but look at Jin Heng who was writing the set of papers with his head bowed on his seat.