you better leave me alone

Wen Chen has been leaving early and returning late these days, or not returning at all. When he sees him again, he is either going to go home to rest, or come back to get things and prepare to go to work.

On the third day after moving back, after eleven o'clock in the evening, Lin Zewu was about to go to bed, the lights were turned off, and the door was knocked slowly several times.

After waiting for three seconds, no one made a sound.

In the middle of the night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

The experience of being harassed by an alcoholic can't help but surface.

Lin Zewu broke into a few drops of cold sweat, found a rolling pin from the kitchen, stood at the door, and looked out through the peephole.

It was Wen Chen's handsome face.

Lin Zewu opened the door: "You just came back now?"

"There are many things."

After Wen Chen sent the last word, he put away his mobile phone, raised his arms, and held a box of festive gift boxes in his hands.

Lin Zewu took it over and saw that it was a box of chocolates.

"Why did you send me this all of a sudden?"

"It's not that you don't know that someone else gave it to me. I don't eat candy. I guess young people should like it." Wen Chen looked at his fair face, "My niece really likes it."

Lin Zewu laughed and said, "You treat me like a child?"

"How can there be a child as tall as you?"

"No." Lin Zewu said, "Thanks."

Wen Chen glanced at his pajamas, paused again, and said, "You took everything away?"

"There should be no leaks."

"Oh." Wen Chen replied vaguely, "Go and rest, I'm leaving."

Lin Zewu suddenly blurted out and asked, "Are you busy these two days?"

"Quite busy." Wen Chen pulled off his tie, biting everything into words, with a feeling of gnashing his teeth, "All kinds of things, I think it will be easier after this week."

The light bulb that exploded on the sixth floor was replaced by Wen Chen a few days ago, emitting a faint white light. Wen Chen happened to be standing under the light, less than one meter away from him.

Wen Chen saw him standing quietly at the door, and there was that slight itchiness in his palm again, Wen Chen tightened his palm, then let it go, hanging by his side as if nothing had happened, those eagerness to move turned into a farewell.

"Goodbye."

Lin Zewu returned to his usual life.

There was no work this week, so he had nothing to do, so he took his hard-won homework to school.

As soon as he arrived at school, he was dragged to rehearsal by Li Xun.

This was the last rehearsal before the art festival. Lin Zewu wore a tree bark to mark his location, and walked down the whole two times. His part of the scene was probably less than 10 minutes.

In the middle, there are ten minutes of rest time without going on stage, which is a relaxing and beautiful job.

After school at four o'clock in the afternoon.

The class was noisily distributing the props, and Lin Zewu quietly left through the side door with his bag in his hand, and was stopped before he took two steps.

"A Ze!"

Li Xun rushed over with the bag on his back, hooking it on his shoulder familiarly.

"Walk together, it's too hard to see you."

Lin Zewu froze and gritted his teeth suddenly.

Li Xun keenly sensed that something was wrong with him, raised his hand, and swallowed his saliva: "Are you injured? Damn, why didn't you tell me? You have to carry the bark tomorrow, so I'll tell you how to wrap yourself Seriously, what happened to you again?"

"Accident." Lin Zewu didn't want to say more, "It will be fine after removing the splint."

"Oh, then I will escort you back?"

Lin Zewu: "Aren't you afraid that old Liu will visit you at home?"

Li Xun's face collapsed: "No way, he's not such an unreasonable person, I'm afraid, don't lie to me."

Exit the back door of the school, walk back along the path, and walk for 10 minutes to get home.

The traffic lights at the crossroads at the school gate turned red, Lin Zewu stood silently behind the zebra crossing, Li Xun beside him murmured, for fear that he would be watched by Lao Liu.

When the green light came on, they crossed the zebra crossing with the crowd, and there was a row of shops on the opposite side.

Lin Zewu was thinking about the events of the last few days, when a familiar voice suddenly came from ahead.

"The weather is not very good, go back early and say hello to my uncle and aunt for me."

Lin Zewu raised his eyes.

There are two people standing at the entrance of the restaurant ahead. The man is wearing a suit, leather shoes and glasses. He is tall and tall, and he looks like a beast in his clothes.

The woman opposite was beautiful, her stiletto heels were embroidered with gold thread, and her gestures were elegant and gentle.

She smiled slightly, went up to hug him, and stepped back two seconds later.

Li Xun stopped praying to heaven, and after coaxing God with his mouth full of benevolence and morality, he immediately said "wow".

That poor image of decency fell apart in an instant.

The man froze and didn't move. He seemed to have noticed the commotion not far away. He turned his head to meet Lin Zewu's eyes, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Wen Chen was surprised: "Lin Zewu?"

Li Xun raised his elbow and shrugged him: "You two know each other?"

Lin Zewu opened his mouth, but in the current situation full of affection, he finally chose to keep his mouth shut.

He nodded, turned and left.

"I'll make that day clear, I see, see you then."

Wen Chen hung up the phone, heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to go upstairs when he happened to meet Lin Zewu who was going downstairs.

Lin Zewu hadn't changed his school uniform yet, it was blue and white, the zipper was pulled up to his neck by him, and his pants were a little shorter, making his legs look longer.

It was a little pure.

Wen Chen noticed that he didn't bring anything with him, and he didn't know what to do when he went out, either to buy food or get a courier, which was probably the only two.

Wen Chen: "You..."

"You leave work very early today." Lin Zewu greeted.

Wen Chen replied: "It's a little personal."

This "private matter" is not particularly "private", after all, they hug each other openly on the street.

Lin Zewu nodded.

"Did you go to school today?"

"Yeah." Lin Zewu said briefly, "I have something to go out for."

Wen Chen stepped aside.

Lin Zewu nodded slightly, walked down the last few steps, and smelled a scent of perfume when passing by Wen Chen.

It's not the one Wen Chen usually uses, but a women's perfume, which is very sweet and smells good.

Lin Zewu closed the door with his backhand, a piece of cold air broke into his nostrils, and he sneezed suddenly.

Today, it is getting colder and colder.

Lin Zewu put his hands in his pockets and walked forward with his head buried. After walking for about 10 minutes, he came to the door of a certain cake shop. When he opened the door, he felt a sweet and greasy taste.

Lin Zewu looked around, came to the front desk and knocked on the glass plate: "Order a cake."

The boss poked out from behind the computer, pulled out the notebook and handed it to him.

"How big is it? What kind of flavor, you take a look first, tell me if you like it."

"Chocolate, 8 inches is fine, she likes this kind." Lin Zewu turned two pages, pointed to a certain style with a chocolate bar inserted, "this one."

"Yo, celebrate your girlfriend's birthday?" The boss smiled until the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and he blinked ambiguously, "When I was seventeen or eighteen, I always celebrated girls' birthdays."

Lin Zewu shook his head: "It's my mother."

The boss apologized again and again: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm talking nonsense. When will you come to get this cake?"

"A week later, around the 10th."

The boss wrote it down with a swipe of a pen: "Then why are you ordering so early? You still have to pay a deposit."

Lin Zewu said: "The next few days will be too busy."

"Oh." The boss looked up at him, and his bright school uniform caught his eyes. "That's right, I heard that students have a lot of homework now...Come on, put away the list."

After paying the deposit, Lin Zewu returned along the original road.

back home.

As soon as Lin Zewu reached the fifth floor, he saw the door of 503 was open. Wen Chen was standing at the door with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, holding on to a mop in a daze, quite like a door god.

The corner of Lin Zewu's eyes twitched, he put the phone back into his pocket lightly, and planned to go upstairs quietly.

"You're back."

Lin Zewu felt pain in the soles of his feet, so he quickened his pace to climb up.

It was too late and then too fast, Wen Chen is indeed a runner who runs in the morning every day, and his speed is much faster than that of the sick Lin Zewu. Before Lin Zewu stepped up a few steps, his wrist was grabbed.

Warm, with thin calluses on some parts of the fingertips, once held his wrist through the night, he could trace the arc of the fingertips.

Lin Zewu was startled.

"What are you running for?"

Lin Zewu was blocked at the entrance of the corridor, looking at his closed door from time to time: "Go home... cook."

"Very virtuous." Wen Chen praised casually, then moistened his throat, and said solemnly, "I'm a decent person, don't you know?"

How can any serious person stare at other people's study and diet every day?Lin Zewu looked at him silently.

Wen Chen probably also felt that his behavior was not very serious, and he let go of his hand because he was afraid that he would run away, so he held it tighter after thinking about it.

"It was a blessed embrace."

And it was she who suddenly hugged me, Wen Chen Xin said.

Lin Zewu: "?"

Wen Chen said sincerely: "She is getting married."

Lin Zewu's eyes were clear.

There is a trace of sympathy in the understanding.

Therefore, Wen Chen felt that his explanation was in place, to preserve his noble and perfect image, he let go of his hands and raised his chin to signal upstairs.

"Go back and get busy."

Lin Zewu saw that he really didn't move anymore, so he tried to take two steps one step at a time, and then ran home after three steps, showing the demeanor of an Olympic gold medalist.

"Bang!"

The door of 603 shook violently, and Lin Zewu disappeared behind the door.

Wen Chen: "..."

The author has something to say: I have decided on a new title!It's called "You'd better leave me alone", and it will be changed tomorrow