you better leave me alone

"The furniture city is a bit far from here, and the location is a bit off."

Lin Zewu stood at the door, and inside the room it was heard that Chen was carrying his luggage. He had a lot of things, three boxes and two bags, which took up the space in the living room.

Wen Chen noticed that he was still at home, wearing long-sleeved trousers, and had no intention of going out at all.

"You're not going to work today?"

"Night shift today." Lin Zewu looked around the room and noticed that there was nothing missing in the room, "What do you want to add?"

"bed."

Lin Zewu was taken aback: "What?"

Wen Chen was sitting on a large suitcase. He finally didn't wear his suit of formal clothes today. Instead, he changed into slacks and white short sleeves. His long legs stepped on the ground separately, outlining his smooth waistline. .

The hair was only blown and pulled back loosely but not messily, revealing a full forehead, making her look a few years younger.

"I don't like using a bed that someone else has slept in."

Lin Zewu: "Oh."

Wen Chen said again: "To be precise, I don't like to use things that other people have used."

Lin Zewu nodded.

It is understandable that their elite class has a little bit of their own little problems.

"So do you know how to get there?" Wen Chen changed the subject, "I heard that people will be slaughtered over there, and they are not very friendly to strangers."

It turned out that he was worried about being slaughtered, which really fit his character.

Lin Zewu: "I know, I will take you there this afternoon."

"Afternoon?" Wen Chen looked at his watch, "It's only past eight o'clock, and the round trip will take no more than three hours. I'll treat you to lunch."

Lin Zewu hesitated for a while and said, "It's fine, but there's no need for lunch. I'll be back before twelve o'clock."

He wants to control Zhao Qian's lunch and medicine.

"Okay, make sure you don't waste your time."

The sound of the truck igniting from downstairs came up dully, and a few conversations were not really heard, only that the driver of the moving company was about to leave.

"Is there something else down there?"

"Wardrobe, coffee table, and computer mainframe." Wen Chen thought about it, "I have to pull a network cable some other day."

Lin Zewu thought for a while: "Move it up by yourself?"

Wen Chen nodded: "Time is too tight, and no movers with free time can be found."

Lin Zewu stroked his left shoulder, and pressed the area with his fingertips. The pain climbed from the shoulder to the tailbone, and he couldn't help frowning.

If he was healthy, he could still help, but now it's a bit embarrassing.

"While it's still early, go early and return early." Wen Chen stood up, picked up the car keys on the table, and walked towards him.

Lin Zewu turned around and looked at him: "What about the furniture downstairs?"

Wen Chen said "Oh": "The landlord happened to be listening to the play below, she said she could listen to it all morning, I just let her pay attention, and find someone to move when I come back."

And the landlord has been familiar to this point?Is this person a courtesan?

"What are you looking at me for?" Wen Chen raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes, "Don't you want to come back before twelve o'clock?"

Wen Chen lowered his head slightly when he said this.

Among his peers, Lin Zewu is relatively tall. At the age of 17, his height is close to 1.8 meters. It is estimated that he will break the threshold of 1.8 meters in two years, but he is still shorter than him.

Wen Chen could clearly see Lin Zewu's straight nose, which looked very delicate from his angle.

And this delicate nose has been beaten repeatedly and sent to the hospital...

The last time Wen Chen personally sent him to the hospital.

Thankfully the nose wasn't crooked.

Lin Zewu had nothing to prepare, so he could go on the road empty-handed.

It took half an hour to drive from Shenxiangzi to the Furniture City. The place is really remote, but the place is big enough and everything is available. There is a department store on the bottom floor.

The two went to the furniture city and went straight to the bed area.

When the shopping guide saw the two elders walking in together, his smile suddenly faltered, and then he put it back on in an extremely professional and decent manner.

"Sir, what do you need?"

Wen Chen looked around at the beds all over the shop, and the flowers bloomed in front of his eyes.

"These are the latest models in our store." The shopping guide chattered endlessly, with a strong professionalism, "Comfortable and breathable, release physical and mental stress! Silent and noise reduction, no matter how you roll around, there will be no noise! ​​Use it with peace of mind and sleep with peace of mind !"

Wen Chen:?

He doesn't roll on the bed, he looks like such a boring person?

Lin Zewu next door had a dull face, unable to see other expressions, with his hands in his pockets, his face full of insignificant expressions.

This cold-faced cool guy doesn't look like someone who can roll on the bed.

Wen Chen didn't like to spend too much time shopping, so he asked the shopping guide to leave, and after a brief look around, he finally chose two beds.

Lin Zewu followed behind him slowly, raised his eyelids and looked over the body of the man in front of him, observing the two beds indifferently.

Simple and generous, almost the same as Wen Chen's usual style, filled with frigid words like "this is just a place to sleep".

Wen Chen pressed the matching mattresses, one was firmer and the other was softer. According to the daily life of a social animal like him, he should choose the firmer one.

But after all, try it yourself to know which is more suitable.

Coincidentally, Lin Zewu yawned.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Wen Chen was looking at him with a half-smile.

This smile made Lin Zewu feel a sense of crisis.

"Did you not rest well last night?" Wen Chen was puzzled.

Lin Zewu: "...not bad."

It doesn't look right.

He looked listless, as if he had been drained of energy and lacked sleep.

Wen Chen narrowed his eyes: "I didn't have a good rest, I packed my luggage last night until early morning."

He didn't have time to tidy up on weekdays, and Wen Chen had to spare time to make up lessons for Zhang Qi on weekends, so tidying up could only squeeze time.

Wen Chen suddenly grabbed his wrist and fixed him in place. At the same time, Lin Zewu heard something.

"It says on the sign that you can try it out, do you want to try it?"

Lin Zewu was astonished: "What? I won't...wait!"

After the words fell, Lin Zewu was brought onto the bed by a powerful force, and the world spun around, and the sight in front of him became a white ceiling with chandeliers hanging on it.

The mattress on the back was quite elastic. Lin Zewu lay flat on it, staring and silent, silently calculating how long it would take to get together 3000 yuan.

After a long while, the person lying next door moved, and the firm and warm touch was about to leave, and the bitter breath was fleeting.

Lin Zewu suddenly said, "Do you want to buy a double bed?"

Wen Chen, who was about to get up to experience another mattress, paused and looked down at him.

Lin Zewu was wearing a black hooded sweater and gray slim-fit sweatpants today, looking youthful and invincible, but now he was lying upright with his hands seamlessly attached to his trouser legs.

Seems stiff?

"you……"

Wen Chen wanted to ask if you suffered another physical injury, but saw Lin Zewu propped himself up, and jumped down to the ground neatly, without any sign of a recurrence of the injury.

"Isn't there another one to try?"

His voice is slightly cold.

"Om-"

At the same time, an incoming call reminder sounded in this space.

Wen Chen took out the mobile phone that was frantically playing in his pocket, and opened it to check.

It's Ma Yang.

Wen Chen: "Ma Yang?"

The environment at the other end was very noisy, accompanied by a few harsh reprimands, it became a little quieter.

"Wen Chen, do you have the contact information of that high school student?"

That high school student is Lin Zewu.

Wen Chen Yuguang saw Lin Zewu walking away silently, thought for a while but didn't call him back.

"what's up."

Ma Yang: "Last time you called the police and said someone beat him, but now he is caught and squatting in the bureau, he has to come over."