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Just when the atmosphere became tense, the young man frowned slightly, and suddenly lowered his voice: "Brother, you hurt me."

If it was Su Yi, he would have let go of his hand with a distressed face, and then apologized to Song Wenze repeatedly and expressed self-blame, but Chen Heng is not Su Yi, he does not think the young man in front of him is weak.Through this period of getting along, Chen Heng found that Song Wenze was smarter and more dangerous than he imagined.

Therefore, Chen Heng didn't move his hand away, but his tone was restrained: "I'm not used to being touched by others."

After hearing this, Song Wenze was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I saw that my brother was injured here, and I was in a hurry." Have you let go of my hand?"

Hearing this, Chen Heng loosened his firm palm like iron tongs, and Song Wenze took the opportunity to get away, standing aside and rubbing the red mark on his wrist, complaining in a joking voice: "Brother, you are too sensitive, right?" , I won't do anything to you."

Pulling up the torn bathrobe, Chen Heng stood up with his hands on the sofa, and lowered his head to fasten his belt.

His slightly long bangs covered his eyes, and the man said softly, "I'm sorry, I overreacted."

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be angry anymore, Song Wenze let out a sigh of relief, but his heart was surrounded by a cloud of black mist, which made him anxious and uncomfortable.After enduring and enduring, he finally couldn't help but asked, "Now can you tell me, what's going on with you?"

Chen Heng lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Nothing happened, don't think too much about it."

Seeing the glaring red marks all over the man's chest, the young man's forehead twitched slightly. After a long time, he managed to force a smile.

"I don't want to limit brother's power to make friends, I just worry that you will be cheated by others."

"I know you care about me." Chen Heng comforted him gently with a hoarse voice: "I will pay attention."

Afraid that continuing to entangle on this topic would arouse the disgust of the man, the young man fell silent and changed the subject: "Yichen and his company will leave first if they have something to do." It sort of explained Chen Heng's question just now.

"Ah."

"By the way, I bought you a lot of clothes, try them to see if they fit you."

As he spoke, Song Wenze walked past him to the sofa, picked up the crushed brand-name packaging bag, and took out the clothes inside one by one.

Chen Heng settled in place for a while, then stepped forward, his eyes glanced at the expensive clothes at first sight, "Don't help me buy clothes in the future, I can't fit any more clothes in my closet."

The young man didn't look back, "I like to see my brother wear the clothes I bought." He kept moving his hands, picked out a set, folded himself and stuffed it into Chen Heng's arms, "Go and try."

Chen Heng didn't move, and looked at the young man fixedly, "These clothes are too expensive, I don't need to wear them so well."

Song Wenze raised his eyes and stared at him, with a cold look on his snow-white face, "I bought it for you, if you don't wear it, then throw it away." After finishing speaking, the young man crumpled the things on the sofa into a ball , and stuffed it into the trash can in front of Chen Heng.

In the end, he raised his eyebrows, and a malicious smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "Anyway, it was Ou Yichen's money."

At this time, the upper body of the young man was leaning against the wall, his hands were crossed in front of his chest, his delicate chin was slightly lifted, and he turned his face slightly towards Chen Heng with a smile that was not a smile.

The corners of Chen Heng's mouth were a little stiff, and after a while, he nodded slightly, with a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"There's really nothing you can do about it."

Shaking his head, he took the suit, and when he turned to change, the young man stopped him behind him.

"Brother, we are all men, you don't need to worry about me when you change clothes."

After a pause, Chen Heng lowered his head and covered the stern look in his eyes, "We still have to avoid suspicion, I don't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

After speaking, he ignored Song Wenze's suddenly gloomy face, and walked into the room with long legs.The young man who stayed where he was was staring at the closed door, clenched his fists tightly, and didn't know that his nails were embedded in his palms.

Perhaps it was because of being a graphic model, Song Wenze's clothes were very good, and the clothes he chose for Chen Heng were all simple and classic styles. Wearing them on his body added a touch of elegance and calmness to the slightly plain facial features.In addition, the original owner was tall and tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, which was especially suitable for wearing white shirts. Song Wenze also bought him various styles of white shirts.

When Chen Heng put on his clothes and came out, Song Wenze regained his composure and smiled at him with a smile.

"Brother, you look really good in this outfit."

Chen Heng smiled shyly, "Really?"

"Well, but there seems to be something missing." Song Wenze touched his chin and nodded heavily, then frowned and thought for a moment, then pulled out a belt from a pile of new clothes, "Try this belt."

Chen Heng was about to reach out to pick it up, but the young man avoided his hand and walked in front of him, "I'll help you."

"No need." The words of refusal blurted out, but as if the young man didn't hear it, he suddenly put his arms around his waist.

The warm and ambiguous breath sprayed on the side of his neck, bringing a strange numbness. Chen Heng was stiff all over, resisting the urge to hit someone, and stood silently on one side.The fresh smell of Song Wenze's body filled his breath, and Chen Heng retracted his hands placed by his side, and finally he folded them into fists and placed them on both sides.

The slight breathing of the two seemed to be heard in the air.

Hearing a snap, the young man buckled the buckle of the belt, brushed his fingertips inadvertently across Chen Heng's waist, pushed back a step before the latter had time to react, and said with a slight smile, "This is perfect!" .”

Chen Heng smiled perfunctorily and changed the subject, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Song Wenze rubbed his stomach, and then returned to the boyish young man in an instant, "Brother, I'm hungry.

The man stroked his hair, "Take a rest first, I'll call you when I'm ready."

"it is good."

Seeing the back of the man turning and walking towards the kitchen, the smile on Song Wenze's face faded, and the blackness in his eyes welled up.

After that day, Song Wenze stopped running out and stayed in the living room every day, watching TV with his legs curled up with a pillow in his arms.Chen Heng was puzzled and asked him why he didn't go out to play with Ou Yichen. The young man only said that he was tired from playing and wanted to rest at home.

Chen Heng only thought that the two had quarreled again, and didn't take it seriously.

However, in the past, Song Wenze stayed in his own room, and except for meeting in the morning and evening when eating, he was not seen in the rest of the time. Now that he looked up and looked down every day, Chen Heng was a little irritable in his heart, but he couldn't show it.

On the contrary, every time Song Wenze saw him, he would smile and pull him over to watch TV together. Facing the poor special effects and clumsy plot on TV, Chen Heng was completely uninterested and was just dealing with Song Wenze.

Song Wenze wasn't so annoying before, and I don't know what medicine he took wrongly.

Just when Chen Heng's patience was about to reach its limit, he received a call, saying that the owner of the second-hand car he liked had returned.

That car was carefully selected by Chen Heng. The brakes were not good, and the airbag was also broken. If he was hit head-on by a truck, he would definitely die.He even found a reason for Song Wenze to drive the car to the auto repair shop alone. When the time comes, he will completely destroy the brakes in advance, and everything will be logical.

The alibi, the failure of the car's brakes can all be explained, and Song Wenze's death can only be an accident.