you better leave me alone

Lin Zewu couldn't remember how long the kiss lasted, but in the few clear pictures, he only remembered that he was holding onto Wen Chen's narrow and strong waist tightly.

The whole body is occupied by the bitter and long breath, like the deep forest after the rain, and also like the lonely foggy city.

In the end, Lin Zewu was taken downstairs in a daze, and almost followed Wen Chen home.

Fortunately, he reined in the cliff and held on to the handrail of the stairs, refusing to move.

Wen Chen grabbed his hand, meaningfully: "Please eat, won't you come down?"

Although what he said was "eat", but looking at his expression, Lin Zewu felt that his subtext was not that simple.

According to Wen Chen's character, he would not be able to do such immoral things as Lin Zewu just punctured the window paper, but whether there will be other in-depth actions always makes people feel an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Lin Zewu said euphemistically, "My mother hasn't taken the medicine yet."

"so."

Wen Chen looked a little disappointed, he let go of his fingers a little bit, and just a few fingers acted out the helplessness and struggle of "being forcibly broken apart by his parents".

——It's a pity that they didn't roll back and forth in the rain, and they didn't have any family grievances. Their life was so harmonious that only money and his college entrance examination were left.

Lin Zewu: "..."

"You didn't refuse." Wen Chen scratched his palm with his fingers, "When you acquiesce, today is the first day."

Lin Zewu was stunned for a while, but didn't make a sound.

It is purely because Chen is too proficient in this set of flowing water, and Lin Zewu has no experience in this area, so he will not be able to turn around for a while.

Seeing his appearance, Wen Chen turned his half-released hand back, placed it on his palm, and said, "Nod?"

Lin Zewu nodded his head uncontrollably, then he was stunned for a moment, but after realizing it, he didn't feel much regret.

Wen Chen stepped up the stairs, leaned closer to him, put his arms around his waist and pressed down, leaned forward and kissed him.

They had just finished kissing, and Lin Zewu didn't react much to this light touch.

Lin Zewu pursed his lips and said, "I'll go back first."

"Ah."

Wen Chen responded in a low voice, turned his head, switched sides, and "baji" again.

Lin Zewu leaned back slightly, Wen Chen sensed his intention, and raised his hand to pinch the back of his neck to keep him from moving.

Lin Zewu: "...Did you fall in love like this before?"

Wen Chen: "What kind?"

The back of Lin Zewu's neck was itchy, he said uncomfortably: "That's it."

Wen Chen raised his eyebrows: "Inquire about my love life?"

"..."

Lin Zewu let go of his hand, the back of his head was slightly disheveled.

He said again, "I'm leaving."

Lin Zewu walked decisively and quickly this time, Wen Chengou smiled and didn't go to stop him, Lin Zewu disappeared on the sixth floor after a while.

"Clang."

After closing the door, Lin Zewu breathed a sigh of relief, he raised his eyes and looked around.

— Familiar living room, familiar furniture.

The sense of security of controlling the overall situation returned to him, Lin Zewu relaxed his tense back, and leaned on the wall to change his slippers.

It was not early, and it had been dark outside for a while. At this time before, Zhao Qian should have gone to bed early after taking the medicine.

Lin Zewu lightly opened the door of the refrigerator, looked through it, found two bags of vegetables, and took two eggs, preparing to steam egg custard for her tonight.

Half an hour later, the rice was cooked, and the rice cooker beeped, beeping, calling back Lin Zewu who was lying on the sofa staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Lin Zewu went into the bedroom with the meal, and Zhao Qian woke up in a daze. She was not in good spirits recently and couldn't make waves.

Lin Zewu picked up the little pillow that she had kicked off the bed, stuffed it back into her arms, and fed her one mouthful at a time.

He was a little absent-minded today, and Zhao Qian didn't have the heart to make trouble with him, so she pushed the spoon away and stuck her neck, saying that she would not take it, and in the end she was still coaxed and given the medicine.

After washing the dishes, picking out pajamas and taking a bath, Lin Zewu almost returned to his usual state after taking a bath.

Just hanging the washed clothes on the balcony, the cell phone in the living room rang.

Lin Zewu hurriedly ran to shut the sound, got up and walked to the bedroom, looked inside along the crack of the door, and didn't wait for Zhao Qian to make trouble for a long time before Lin Zewu opened his phone to look at it with peace of mind.

The screen flickered a few times and gradually returned to normal, revealing the upper interface.

This old mobile phone was dropped on the ground before, and the screen was completely damaged. Fortunately, it was not soaked in water, and it was still usable after drying it out overnight.

There will always be only a few people who will send messages to Lin Zewu.

Sure enough, it was Wen Chen.

Wen Chen: Answer at home.

Lin Zewu: Yes.

After a while, Wen Chen said: I went out just now and brought you something to eat, and it tasted pretty good.

Lin Zewu sat cross-legged on the floor, then lay down slowly, bent one knee, with a solemn expression, and typed a few words back to him for a long time.

Lin Zewu: sleepy.

Wen Chen: Sleepy at seven o'clock, you old Guigeng?Seventy one.

Lin Zewu: Take it tomorrow, but not today.

Wen Chen: ...I think there is something wrong with my image in your heart.

Lin Zewu: Not really.

Wen Chen: Then come down and sleep?

Lin Zewu: Trapped=_=

Lin Zewu: I fell asleep.

Wen Chen: Just kidding.

Wen Chen: I remember you have a basket in your house, tie a rope and hang it down.

Lin Zewu: It's raining outside.

Wen Chen: Show some youthful vigor and prove that you are a restless 17-year-old male high school student.

So Lin Zewu got up to look for the basket.

Finally, he found the vegetable basket he used to choose vegetables in the kitchen, tied a rope to the handle, and hung it from the balcony.

In less than a minute, the weight in my hand was obviously heavier.

"It's done." Downstairs, Wen Chen said.

Lin Zewu pulled it up, and saw that there were several boxes of food in the basket, all of them were edible, sweet, salty, spicy, sweet, salty, sweet and spicy...all of them were strange and weird things.

There is an eerie resemblance to this scene.

This is probably the way adults coax children.

Lin Zewu said helplessly, "Where did you buy it?"

Wen Chen closed half of the window and said, "I haven't tried it in the store, and I don't know how it tastes."

Lin Zewu was surprised: "Didn't you just say that the taste is good?"

Wen Chen had a very thick skin: "Otherwise, do I have to say that the taste of these things may be particularly unpalatable? So how can you pay attention to me, I don't know your little temper."

Lin Zewu: "..."

This man is too self-aware, and damn sharp.

Wen Chen flipped through the weather forecast and chatted with him from across the floor.

"It's going to cool down tomorrow, so wear more clothes. You don't have enough clothes today, and you look pretty, but you'll catch a cold at the end of the day."

"I'm wearing a sweater."

"Put on another one." Wen Chen paused, and taught him earnestly, "Put on long johns too, I'll check them tomorrow."

Lin Zewu: "No long johns."

Checking is useless.

Wen Chen originally planned to spank his bottom if he didn't wear long johns tomorrow, but Lin Zewu didn't know what he meant - he was very obedient when he was spanked.

But upon hearing this, Wen Chen immediately became wealthy.

"Buy. Brother will bring you seven pieces tomorrow, and you can change one every day."

Lin Zewu felt that he was joking, supported the balcony, pressed his fingertips on the edge, and tentatively said: "No need?"

Wen Chen Kuo said angrily, "You're welcome."

In the end, Lin Zewu failed to persuade him, and got a big gift package of long johns, which could be handed over to him tomorrow.

After chatting for a while, Wen Chen let him go.

The temperature outside is low, and the rain is like a sharp blade on the exposed skin.

Lin Zewu locked the window, dumped the contents of the basket on the sofa, and lay down on the floor by himself, his whole body sunk in the soft quilt.

With his left hand, he fumbled for the lamp switch on the ground, and with a "click", the surroundings fell into darkness.

The excitement that he hadn't realized earlier just now gradually calmed down under the drive of the environment.

There is an unread message on the phone that I haven't paid attention to for a long time. I don't know when it appeared. Lin Zewu forgot to read it.

Lin Zewu rolled his eyes and glanced, slightly startled.

It was sent by Wen Chen, while they were chatting.

Wen Chen: I have no experience in this field. If you don’t like it, tell me directly. Don’t hold it back.I will send you to school tomorrow morning, no skipping classes.

The latest one was posted 10 minutes ago, when Wen Chen kept pressing on his phone.

After Lin Zewu read the entire passage, he couldn't help clenching his teeth and grinding them impatiently.

On the screen, Wen Chen's thousands of words converged into one sentence——

If you dare to skip class, I will spank you :)

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