you better leave me alone

When Lin Zewu arrived at the address that Zhang Xun had left for him, he heard that Chen was sitting on the bench outside the hotel, his legs crossed in a reserved and noble way, his whole body was covered with brand-name goods, and the toes of his leather shoes were so neat that they reflected light.

Only with a piece of dogtail grass picked by the roadside in his hand, he was teasing the wild cats one after another.

"Meow meow meow!"

"Don't be teasing, don't be teasing, let the whole family go!"

"Meow--"

"I rub it, it's paws are shining, did you see it?!"

"Wen Chen, let me tell you, imported rabies vaccine costs one or two thousand! You will lose the money for a week of tuition! Think about your mortgage!"

Zhang Xun howled until his tie was crooked.

Lin Zewu walked over quickly, looked at the man whom he had just met this morning, and asked doubtfully, "Wen Chen?"

Zhang Xun turned his head and looked at it.

The visitor was a rather young man with a dull expression, fair skin and neat facial features. He was wearing a white coat, with one earphone plugged into his left ear, and the other earphone hung naturally in front of his chest and swayed with the movement.

Zhang Xun recognized that it was the voice from the other end of the phone.

"You are..." Zhang Xun recalled the notes on the screen, "Lin Zewu?"

Lin Zewu asked back: "Why did you call me?"

Zhang Xun pointed to Wen Chen, who was thinking about life behind him: "He picked it, I don't have his phone password."

He lived in the same place as Wen Chen, and it was very reasonable for Wen Chen to call him with his only rational choice.

Lin Zewu thought so.

"Oh right, how did you get here?"

Zhang Xun looked behind him, but didn't see the car, but this place is nearly twenty kilometers away from Shenxiangzi.

I can't come here.

Lin Zewu put his hands in his pockets and said concisely: "Take a taxi."

Zhang Xun: "Where's the car?"

"gone."

Zhang Xun: "..."

"To be honest, I came here by car, but I drank a lot." Zhang Xun raised his hand to caress his face, took a deep breath, "Forget it, I'll try to call a car."

It was difficult to call a car at night, and they waited for more than ten minutes before calling for one.

The two of them worked together to push Wen Chen into the back seat of the car, and the driver in front looked in the rearview mirror.

In the eyes of outsiders, the combination of the three of them is a rebellious teenager with a cold face, a drunkard with a smelly body like a dog, and an office worker with a sad face.

No matter how you look at it, they are a pair of old and young rivals in love, plus a peaceful peacemaker.

The driver coughed.

"Young man, add two hundred to the car. If you cry, I can play love songs for you for free. Have you heard of "League of the Lovelorn"? "It's All the Moon's Trouble" is also very good."

Zhang Xun wiped off his sweat, sat in the co-pilot, pulled the seat belt, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

The contemporary people are too open-minded, and their brains compete with each other.

"Master, don't worry, I will never let him spit it out, and he has to swallow it back. Let's go to... where is that address?"

Lin Zewu reported a series of addresses.

Zhang Xun quickly said: "This is the place, master, please drive slowly, don't rush."

The driver turned on the car music and stepped on the accelerator slowly.

The car was instantly surrounded by sad love songs, and a hoarse female voice on the other end of the stereo sang Cantonese songs in a low voice.

It's "Break Up With Kindness".

Zhang Xun: "..."

The driver did not drive fast as requested, and the street lights came in from the window intermittently, casting mottled shadows inside the car.

Wen Chen had been poured several cups tonight, and he would get a little head-on for a while, barely opened his eyelids, and saw Lin Zewu's delicate side face, with a trace of a man's unique sternness.

Wen Chen suddenly looked solemn.

Wen Chen has been single for so many years, and there is almost no one else around him except his work partner. The way to get in touch with others is basically by his mother introducing a blind date.

A very beautiful person would suddenly appear, and Wen Chen's consciousness immediately went astray.

Wen Chen pushed back his glasses and leaned back reflexively.

Lin Zewu noticed his movements, and before he had time to ask him what's the matter, he heard a sentence popping out of his ears——

"I'm old, I'm short of money, and I can't afford to pay at the end of the month, but I'm a good man, do you want to exchange a phone number, miss?"

Lin Zewu: "..."

Zhang Xun twisted his neck stiffly.

The driver gave a "tsk", raised his hand to pinch the song and played the next one. The song immediately changed from "Break Up With Kindness" to "You Are Poisonous".

The wonderful singing voice of a generation of song gods surrounds the cabin.

Zhang Xun stared dead.

It was early in the morning when they returned to Shenxiangzi, and the two of them tried their best to fish Wen Chen out of the car.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Xun closed the car door, pressed the edge of the window again, and said, "Master, don't leave, I have to take the car later."

Wen Chen seemed to have sobered up a bit, and stopped talking nonsense, but saw the wild cat on the side of the road still wanting to touch it, so Lin Zewu had no choice but to grab his sleeve.

After finally reaching the fifth floor, Zhang Xun said hello and prepared to leave first.

"The car is still waiting below, I'll go back first." Zhang Xun ran away without stopping.

Lin Zewu was left alone to face this rare drunk.

Lin Zewu pushed the man against the wall, reached into Wen Chen's pocket to feel for the key, but failed to find it after fumbling around.

"Wake up, where is the key?" Lin Zewu patted his face.

Wen Chen hung his head with no expression on his face, Wen Yan raised his neck slightly and pursed his lips.

"In the bag."

Lin Zewu opened his bag, took out a key, and finally entered the door successfully.

"clatter!"

A small light was turned on at the door.

There is a huge difference between the inside of the house and the last one. The furniture and appliances are all available, and they are even placed in a very tasteful manner. The interior is similar to the house with a monthly rent of six to seven thousand.

In the bedroom is the double bed that Wen Chenbu bought with a lot of money, and Lin Zewu can throw him on the bed with a single throw.

"..." Wen Chen snorted twice.

Lin Zewu pressed his aching left shoulder, relieved for a while, bent down and pressed Wen Chen's calf, and slowly took off the leather shoe for him with his left hand.

Coincidentally, Wen Chen opened his eyes humming.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Lin Zewu holding his calf and standing between his legs.

This is a very dangerous position.

Wen Chen was not sober, and he was in a daze: "What do you want to do?"

Lin Zewu didn't raise his head, because the light in the bedroom was not turned on, so he couldn't see Wen Chen's expression clearly even if he did.

"What do you think?"

The strength of the other party's fingers climbed from the calf to the brain, Wen Chen muran said: "This is not good."

Lin Zewu raised the corner of his mouth emotionlessly: "You also think this is not good?"

Wen Chen stopped talking, his thoughts were very confused now, he thought for a while that he was drunk, and for a while he thought that this posture should not be possible for him.

The strength on the calf suddenly increased for a moment.

Wen Chen's heart stopped beating, and he was about to hit someone.

After successfully taking off his pair of leather shoes, Lin Zewu took the quilt aside and covered him, then stood there and took a breath.

"I'm going back."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lin Zewu pulled the corner of the quilt when he fell asleep again, turned around and prepared to leave.

As soon as he took a step, his wrist was pulled, and Lin Zewu lost his balance and fell backwards.

"……what are you doing!"

Lin Zewu was forced to sink into the middle of the bed, half covered with the quilt, and smelled Chen's unique aura burrowing towards him.

In the next second, an arm came across his chest, holding Lin Zewu in place.

"Wen Chen, give me the fuck..."

"……do not move."

Wen Chen leaned close to his ear and whispered, his voice was hoarse mixed with alcohol.

Lin Zewu pinched his forearm tightly.

Wen Chen repeated: "Don't move."