On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Jin Heng is still not satisfied with this answer. He leaned over and kissed Wen Yan's slightly protruding Adam's apple, and the tip of his tongue flicked lightly, the touch was as thin as gossamer, as if he was teaching the other party what words to say, "Who is Jin Heng to you?"

Wen Yan raised his head and clasped the back of his head helplessly, "Jin Heng is..."

He moved his lips silently, his eyes collapsed, as if he didn't know how to describe his inner thoughts.

Jin Heng was extremely patient, "Who is Jin Heng?"

Wen Yan's eyes focused for a moment, "Yes..."

Jin Heng stared at him, "Who?"

Wen Yan finally murmured out a few words, "The person I like..."

Jin Heng didn't speak, but the situation where Wen Yan was knocked until his voice broke directly exposed the ups and downs in his heart. That nameless emotion was deeper than the night, hotter than the scorching sun, and finally rolled in the throat, sealed in a kiss.

...

In the middle of the night, Jin Heng fell asleep. He slept deeply, breathing steadily, hugging Wen Yan tightly in his arms, showing a protective and possessive posture. Maybe until this moment, he didn't really feel that he was holding onto something.

Wen Yan was still awake, he leaned into Jin Heng's arms and closed his eyes to rest for a while, until the phone under the pillow rang, then he got up gently, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Jin Heng moved as if he felt something, but he didn't open his eyes, he just asked sleepily, "What's the matter..."

Wen Yan stopped putting on his clothes, and after a second or two he said, "I'm out of paper at home, I'll go downstairs to the supermarket to buy some."

There was silence behind him, without the slightest movement, Jin Heng had no doubts, and had fallen back into sleep.

Wen Yan left the room softly, closed the door softly, glanced at the phone, and then went straight downstairs. The pace was fast, and there was a swift cool breeze from the corner of the clothes.

A few gangsters stood at the entrance of the empty street, gathered together in twos and threes, looking around from time to time, as if waiting for someone, one of them was Xu Meng. When he saw Yan coming downstairs, he got up and went to meet him and said, "That person has been found, but I'm not sure if it's true, you have to take a look yourself."

Wen Yan hummed, his eyes darkened, "Where is he?"

Xu Meng said, "I fell asleep under the bridge hole, I was afraid of scaring people away, so I didn't dare to startle the snake, I asked Shunzi to keep an eye on him."

This place is not big or small, and there are not often foreigners. It's too easy to find someone who owes a lot of usury and has nowhere to go.

Jin Changqing is penniless and has no place to stay, so he can only spend one night on the side of the road or under the bridge hole every day. But he was in such a state that he was unwilling to go out to find a serious job. He was still muttering something in his sleep, probably dreaming of getting rich overnight.

When Wen Yan led people to look for him, Jin Changqing lay in the corner and slept peacefully, and the mosquitoes flying around at night could not disturb him.

Xu Meng looked at Wen Yan, "Is it this person?"

It was dark at night, but the contours of the facial features could be vaguely seen. Wen Yan expressionlessly shined on Jin Changqing's face with the light of his mobile phone, then kicked him over and turned him over, "It's him."

This foot was a bit heavy, even if Jin Changqing slept like a dead pig, he had to wake up. He frowned and opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a group of people surrounding him and shining a flashlight into his eyes. He was so startled that he stood up from the ground with a crash, "Who are you?!"

He thought it was someone sent by the usury, and he barely stood against the wall, his face was panicked, and his calves were a little cramped.

Wen Yan didn't speak, just grabbed his collar and leaned against the wall, making a muffled bang. Jin Changqing almost cried out in pain, his side face was forced to press against the rough wall, causing a burst of burning pain when he rubbed against it.

Jin Changqing turned his head with difficulty, "Big... big brother... I have something to discuss... If I have money, I will definitely pay it back..."

Before he finished speaking, he received a heavy punch on his lower back, his face turned pale from the pain, and he kept begging for mercy, but the young man behind him refused to just let him go.

Wen Yan hadn't caused trouble for a while, but once the cruelty in his eyebrows was stained, it would be hard to fade away. He asked Jin Changqing in a cold voice, "Do you know why I came to you?"

Of course Jin Changqing didn't know, he had forgotten about Wen Yan a long time ago, how could he know why the other party was looking for him, and said in a trembling voice, "No... I don't know..."

Wen Yan closed his eyes and let out a breath slowly, not satisfied with the answer. He threw Jin Changqing to the ground, and just fell on the corner impartially. Several people who came with Wen Yan immediately understood when they saw this, surrounded him and beat Jin Changqing hard.

Wen Yan turned his back and lit a cigarette, because he had just experienced a love affair, his eyes and brows were a little lazy. A little scarlet fire lit up in the bridge hole, and the smoke was blown away by the night wind before it could condense into shape.

Xu Meng didn't get involved, he glanced at Wenyan, and said pointingly, "You've been doing more and more things lately."

Wen Yan used to stop fighting as soon as possible, and let it go after cleaning up enough. But since getting to know Jin Heng, his shots have become more ruthless every time, and the bottom line has also dropped again and again, like a mad dog without restraint.

Wen Yan let out a nonchalant sigh, looked at the dark night sky in the distance, and exhaled a puff of smoke, "Don't worry, no one will die."

He didn't raise any objection to what Xu Meng said, but instead had a feeling of fate.

Xu Meng cursed, "Damn it, I don't care about you."

If others don't understand Wen Yan, doesn't he understand Wen Yan? Things are so obvious, if Xu Meng still can't guess the relationship between the two of them, he is blind!

Shocked? There must be some, but deeper is a sense of powerlessness.

Xu

I suddenly feel that Wen Yan is too crazy, he always likes to do things that are not tolerated by the world, but he is powerless to intervene, and he is also powerless to dissuade him.

Wen Yan finished smoking a cigarette before telling those people to stop. He walked up to Jin Changqing, looked at him condescendingly for a while, then squatted down, and asked patiently, "Do you know what you did wrong now?"

Jin Changqing was beaten miserably, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he couldn't see his true colors at all. Hearing the words, he nodded, and then shook his head wanting to cry without tears, obviously he still didn't understand the reason.

Wen Yan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said without emotion, "Think carefully, who did you meet today."

Who have you met?

The only person Jin Changqing went to see today was Jin Heng...

He turned his mind around a few times with difficulty, and finally realized something slowly, his pupils dilated, and he never thought that Wen Yan came to stand up for Jin Heng. Jin Changqing panicked, "I, I, I..."

He stuttered for a long time and didn't know what he said.

Wen Yan lost his patience. He grabbed Jin Changqing's hair, knocked it hard on the ground, and said in a low voice, "Remember it, if you dare to appear in front of Jin Heng again in the future, if I find out, it will be light if you take off your arms and legs." , today is just a warning, understand?"

Jin Changqing's head was dizzy, and the salty blood flowed from his forehead, blurring his vision. Now that his little life is in the hands of others, if he refuses to agree, it will be a dead end. He can only nod in a panic, "I know! I know! I will never appear in front of Jin Heng again, I, I, I... I saw him Just hide and go! Let me go!"

Wen Yan didn't know whether he was telling the truth or a lie, but he had no choice but to believe it, and he couldn't really beat him to death. He let go of Jin Changqing, his voice was cold, "Remember what you said."

After saying that, he got up from the ground, and then led the people away.

When Wen Yan came home, he found a 24-hour convenience store downstairs, bought a few rolls of toilet paper, and some snacks, and came out with a big bag full of things, squinting his eyes at the empty street.

I don't know if Jin Heng has woken up, but it's definitely better not to wake up, there is no need to let him know about this kind of thing.

Wen Yan took a bottle of mineral water, squatted on the side of the road to wash off the blood on his hands, and then went upstairs with his things. When he opened the door, it was quiet inside. He expected that Jin Heng would still be asleep, so he quickly took a fighting shower, and then got into the bed in the dark.

Jin Heng hugged him habitually, his voice hoarse, "Why did it take me so long to come back from shopping..."

Wen Yan thought to himself, I can't just say it out and beat your father up. Opening my eyes and looking at the ceiling, it took about ten seconds to make up a nonsense, "It's too dark, I didn't see clearly when I was shopping, and I went the wrong way."

Jin Heng believed that he was out of ghosts, and kissed Wen Yanweiliang's steamy skin, with a firm tone, "You fought."

Wen Yan blinked, "Xiao Jia."

Jin Heng didn't ask so many questions, he just groped under the quilt to make sure that Wen Yan was not injured, so he withdrew his hand and said, "Well, don't beat me from now on."

Wen Yan replied, "I have to go to school tomorrow, go to bed early."

He knew that Jin Heng had no feelings for Jin Changqing, but when he did this kind of thing, he would instinctively avoid him. There is no reason, fighting is not a good thing after all, if it is not a last resort, Wen Yan doesn't want to get involved again.

After a while, everything was calm. The summer vacation passed in the blink of an eye, and Jin Heng was officially promoted to the third year of high school. During this period, Jin Changqing never appeared again, as if the entanglement that day was just a small episode.

There is a countdown to the college entrance examination on the upper right corner of the blackboard in Class 9. The discipline committee will change the number of days on it every day to remind the students that there is not much time left. The tense atmosphere spread in the classroom, making people tense up.

Probably the only one in the class who can live a leisurely life is Jin Heng. He doesn't see any pressure from studying, and he is always so calm and slow. Every time Cheng Doudou was exhausted by studying, when he saw him, his tense nerves would relax a little unconsciously.

Cheng Doudou stammered, "Jin...Jin Heng, the college entrance examination is coming soon, you, you, you...are you not in a hurry?"

He felt that although Jin Heng had good grades, he should be more or less nervous.

Jin Heng has already experienced it once, and he can't get nervous even if he thinks about it. Too many things have happened in his life, and every one of them is more thrilling than the college entrance examination.

"Oh, I'm nervous, you just can't see it."

After Jin Heng finished speaking, it seemed to prove that what he said was true, he took out a pack of snacks from the drawer, took two mouthfuls and said, "Eating can help relieve mental stress, you can try it too."

Every day, his drawer is filled with snacks. I don't know who sent them, probably other students in Class 9. Anyway, it's full of everything. After emptying, there will be a bunch of new ones the next day, and you can't finish it. , please keep in mind:,