you better leave me alone

"Red."

Lin Zewu's tailbone trembled like a numbness.

The two of them were already close enough, nose to nose, an unsafe distance, Wen Chen leaned forward slightly and stuck to the redness in his eyes.

Soft and slightly dry.

The body under his hands was as stiff as a frightened bird. Wen Chen stood on a lower step and pushed him against the wall, his right hand controlling the fragile and stiff back of the neck.

Lin Zewu pinched his arm tightly. If it wasn't for the barrier of the suit jacket, his nails might have been embedded in his flesh.

At this time, he could only helplessly let him do anything wrong.

Wen Chen frowned, stepped back an inch, stared at the place that was moister than before, and said impatiently: "Open your mouth."

Lin Zewu's back was pressed against the rough wall, and it hurt so much, he turned his head: "...let go."

Wen Chen said stubbornly, "Open your mouth."

Lin Zewu gritted his teeth: "Wen Chen, what does your falling out of love have to do with me?"

"I do not have."

"I saw."

Wen Chen laughed lightly, and the words he said were a little impolite, and even faintly carried the young master's temper that he would never see at ordinary times.

"She is my cousin, do you have to make it so clear?"

Lin Zewu stared at him for a long time, making sure that Wen Chen was indeed drunk.

This time I didn't go to provoke cats and dogs, but to provoke him!

Wen Chen pinched his chin and kissed him forcefully.

Lin Zewu was kissed very deeply, this kind of distance was too close, it was a field he was unfamiliar with, he was a little flustered and easily intoxicated.

Finally, Wen Chen let him go, kissed his neck instead, kissed him twice, buried it between his necks and did not move.

"Fuck." Lin Zewu cursed.

Lin Zewu gasped for a few breaths, then started to rummage through Wen Chen's pockets, found the key to his house, and half dragged and half dragged him back to the door. During this time, Wen Chen was always obedient.

Like a regular drunk drunk.

Until the moment when the door was opened, Lin Zewu was hit hard on the back, he jumped forward suddenly, and was pulled back again, and he heard a "click" in a whirl.

When he came back to his senses, he had already been pressed against the door panel by Wen Chen, and his whole body was overlapped in an almost airtight manner.

The fiery breath sprayed on the lips.

Wen Chen took off his glasses, and the unknown emotion in his eyes approached without hindrance.

"...Don't..."

Lin Zewu raised his neck and was forced to taste the taste of alcohol again.

The environment was gloomy and the outline of the furniture could barely be seen, but Lin Zewu could imagine a circle of red marks on his wrist even with his eyes closed.

Just like last time.

Wen Chen's hair rubbed against his cheeks and neck, teasing every inch of the place it could touch, soft and ambiguous as if acting like a baby; his actions were completely different and completely oppressive, tough and uncompromising.

Wen Chen's glasses were thrown somewhere. From such a close distance, he could clearly see the slight upward movement of the end of his eyes as if piercing the dark clouds in the sky.

"The second time." Lin Zewu gasped and said intermittently, "...It's only three things, Wen Chen, next time you get drunk..."

"Ok?"

Wen Chen leaned closer, his hands went down his waistline, and stayed somewhere.

Lin Zewu suddenly groaned in a hoarse voice, and then told him harshly.

"I will definitely beat you up."

early morning.

In the silent space, the alarm bell rang suddenly.

The bulge on the bed moved slightly, and two seconds later, the quilt was thrown off by a hand.

"..."

Lin Zewu propped himself up and fell back, the cold air smeared against his skin from all around, and the remaining arm could not move, it was being imprisoned in his hand.

And that person's breathing was long and slow, showing no sign of waking up.

The alarm rang for 1 minute and stopped vibrating.

Lin Zewu stared at the ceiling for a long while, his thoughts gradually became clear, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable.

The surrounding environment reminded him of what happened last night, Lin Zewu tightened his jaw, and a few thoughts popped up suddenly.

——Beat Wenchen with a sack at night.

——Try hard to let Wen Chen drink the northwest wind.

Just thinking about this, the long breathing beside him suddenly became disordered, and before Lin Zewu turned his gaze, the person next to him woke up.

Before Wen Chen woke up, he subconsciously hugged the things in his arms, and obediently rubbed them twice instinctively.

He only heard a muffled hum, which exploded his dull brain.

Wen Chen opened his eyes.

In his arms, Lin Zewu was staring straight at the ceiling, with a thin blush on his cheeks, but it couldn't hide his cool complexion.

Wen Chen raised his neck, astonishment flashed across his eyes: "Lin Zewu?"

His voice was still a little hoarse when he just woke up, and the alcohol had not completely dissipated. Wen Chen turned his head to clear his throat, and the memory images flashed through his mind like a horse watching flowers.

He stopped drinking for his parents yesterday, and was poured more than a dozen glasses in a row. Then he called the car and left first. At first, he was able to guide the direction, but then... what happened later?

Go home, pay the money, and then meet Lin Zewu downstairs.

Wen Chen suddenly fell silent, the memories of last night appeared like fragments, and his heart stopped beating.

The arms around Lin Zewu were neither loose nor tight.

At this time, Lin Zewu pushed away his arm lying on his body.

After waking up, Wen Chen talked a lot, and even took his hand back by himself.

Lin Zewu got up and got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom.

From Wen Chen's point of view, Lin Zewu's clothes were wrinkled and messy, and there were red marks on his wrists. It seemed that nothing good happened last night.

Wen Chen's throat was dry: "You..."

"I'm going to wash my face." Lin Zewu said concisely, leaving no chance for Wen Chen to ask.

After the bathroom door was closed, Wen Chen sat up abruptly, lifted the quilt and looked over his body carefully.

His clothes were a little messed up, but he was fully dressed. He fumbled around on the sheets, and there was no strange residue. Apart from the smell of alcohol, there was no other smell in the air that shouldn't be there.

Fortunately.

Wen Chen leaned against the head of the bed and breathed a sigh of relief as if he was dying.

This is still a minor, not yet full, if he really did something, he would hear that Chen is a beast, pack up and send himself to the police station to end his life.

Wen Chen sorted out the remaining memories of yesterday.

——No, he was already close to a beast, just one last step away, Wen Chen uttered a very low dirty word from between his teeth.

"Crack."

Still feeling lost, the bathroom door opened.

Lin Zewu came out, took a few paper towels to wipe off the water droplets on his face, squatted down and picked up the school uniform jacket on the ground, stood on the bedside and lowered his eyelids slightly, looking at Wen Chen calmly.

Wen Chen immediately tensed his back.

"I'm going back first, I have something to do in the afternoon." Lin Zewu paused for a moment, and said in a very ordinary tone, "I have to go home and change my clothes."

Wen Chen's eyes fell on the blue and white high school uniform in his hand, and he noticed the white fingers holding the collar of the school uniform, and the root of his tooth hurt severely.

"You drink less alcohol next time, not every time I happen to meet." Lin Zewu covered the red marks on his wrist with his school uniform, "If there is another time, I will throw you in the stairwell to fend for myself."

Lin Zewu looked natural, but he didn't mention what happened last night at all. If Wen Chen had no memory, he might really believe it.

However, the more Wen Chen heard, the more something was wrong, and he always felt that Lin Zewu was trying to hide something, maybe it was some things that he couldn't recall, or maybe it was all of them.

Wen Chen pushed aside the obstacles on his body and stepped out of bed, the noise was very loud, Lin Zewu didn't turn his head to investigate, and was pulled and locked in place.

"Did I do something last night?"

Lin Zewu paused for two seconds, raised his eyes, and his eyes were calm.

"No."

Wen Chen paused: "Really."

Lin Zewu said: "You are drunk, some things are not counted, and things are not important, I can't remember clearly."

Wen Chen whispered: "Is that so...so it was the same last time."

Lin Zewu was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, it was the same last time."

In an instant, complex emotions flashed across Wen Chen's eyes.

"..."

Eerie silence.

Lin Zewu twitched his hands and said, "I'll go back first, it's time for you to go to work."

Wen Chen did not let go, Lin Zewu could even feel the strength of his palm gradually increasing.

Lin Zewu whispered: "Wen Chen?"

Wen Chen was taken aback.

—…Wen Chen, I will definitely beat you up.

The subtle voice of panting came to my ears, and a certain scene from last night suddenly jumped in front of my eyes.

"I..." Wen Chen closed his eyes slowly, sat back on the edge of the bed, but still held on to his wrist, he was confused, and made a poor excuse, "I have a headache, don't go."

Lin Zewu glanced at his slightly pale face: "I'm going to buy sober medicine."

"No!" Wen Chen exerted force in his hands, trying to pull him back.

Lin Zewu didn't expect him to be so strong, and he didn't notice that his center of gravity shifted back, and he lay firmly on Wen Chen's body.

The two snorted and fell into the quilt together.

After waking up, Wen Chen realized that their current posture was too close. He could see Lin Zewu's slightly red earlobe, which was just where he could touch his head.

Wen Chen could even smell the light scent of shampoo coming from his body.

The taste has changed, or rather changed back.

It's no longer smelling the shampoo from Chen's house, but back to the shampoo smell from his own house, but due to the chaos last night, the smell of the two of them has a subtle similarity.

It's like artificial fusion.

I heard that Chen's Adam's apple moved up and down.

The violent movements caused Lin Zewu pain, and he couldn't get up for a while, feeling that the body below him was getting hotter and hotter, which was a bit ridiculous.

Just like last night when it got out of hand.

It can be heard that Chen is sober now, Lin Zewu thought calmly.

"..."

Lin Zewu didn't have any expression on his face, and stood up without saying a word, completely indifferent.

The moment his face was turned sideways, the red marks on the corners of Lin Zewu's lips came into Wen Chen's eyes.

Like pink paint scattered randomly, the more it goes outward, the more blurred it becomes, and it even faintly blends with the fair skin, revealing a glamorous light on the green face unexpectedly.

very beautiful.

Wen Chen's brain, which had been soaked in alcohol all night, twisted dully.

Probably because Wen Chen's eyes were too conspicuous, Lin Zewu stood beside him for a while, his heart sank inexplicably.

Lin Zewu looked directly at him and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"...have you put on makeup?" Wen Chen paused for a while, "You were at the art festival yesterday, yes."

Lin Zewu said: "I've washed it, maybe I haven't washed it clean, I'll go back and wipe it with a makeup remover towel."

"You also know makeup remover towels?"

"It was issued by the Art Festival yesterday."

"Can it be used?" Wen Chen's voice was slightly hoarse, "Do you want me to teach you?"