you better leave me alone

When Lin Zewu woke up, the sky was still dark, and everything around was silent, except for the slight breathing behind him.

Lin Zewu turned over slowly.

What happened last night, those memories surfaced, Lin Zewu stared at the ceiling, suddenly like a dream.

Wen Chen kissed him so hard and deeply, they almost did everything.

He didn't know what belief Wen Chen relied on to stop.

"...Why did you wake up?" Wen Chen was awakened by the movement next to him, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that Lin Zewu had woken up, and was in a trance without saying a word.

Lin Zewu held his hand on his waist, and a desire to say something suddenly surged up.

"What's the matter." Wen Chen leaned over, leaning his head against his ear, "What's bothering you? Tell me."

"I'm thinking about the future."

Wen Chen got up and leaned on his side: "Have you thought about what to learn in the future? Do you want me to donate incense money to you every year?"

Lin Zewu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I was thinking about my final exam in a month and my senior year in two months, so I couldn't think so far."

"It's still more than a year." Wen Chen pushed back the broken hair on his forehead, "Time flies by now."

"I used to feel that time passed very slowly." Lin Zewu said, "I still feel very slow now."

In the darkness, none of them could see the expression on the other's face clearly. Wen Chen raised his hand, hovered in the air for a while, and then slowly put it down.

"When you reach my age and realize that you will be thirty in a few years, you will find that time passes quickly."

Lin Zewu said: "So it means I'm still young?"

"No, I'm young too. I'm still young at 40 or [-]. Please face this matter squarely."

Wen Chen raised his index finger and pointed at his belly, and when he closed his hand, he accidentally brushed across his waist. Lin Zewu shrank back sensitively, and was pulled back again.

Lin Zewu clutched his waist and begged for mercy: "I know, I know, I'm still a young man at the age of 40."

"...I feel that the long time just means that you are not a social animal yet." Wen Chen was just talking nonsense.

Lin Zewu didn't understand the relationship between them, and obviously the social animals would also feel that the working hours are long.

His eyes were a little dazed, and Wen Chen didn't explain anything further.

After a while, Lin Zewu's tone showed fatigue, he turned his back to Wen Chen, and slowly curled up.

"...I'll sleep again, I have to go to class today."

Wen Chen was quiet for a long time, and he didn't lie down until the slow ups and downs passed through the quilt to his palm.

The sky outside the window has begun to slowly turn gray, and it looks like today is a cloudy day.

Today is Friday.

When Lin Zewu went out, he didn't show anything.

He was not late today, nor was he absent from class.

When Lao Liu saw him, he was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly turned his face away, and read the ancient prose in a deep voice.

Lin Zewu sat in his corner as usual, he just stopped to think about it occasionally, thinking of some fragmented things.

Trying to understand something from these things is in vain.

During the lunch break, Li Xun couldn't help pushing him: "Old Liu has seen you several times, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Zewu picked up his bag and looked like he was about to leave: "I have something to do."

Li Xun looked at his schoolbag, grabbed him abruptly, sweating from behind his back: "Aren't you going to drop out of school, aren't you? Don't worry about it. Old Liu is a bit old-fashioned, and his words are ugly..."

"What are you thinking? Who wants to drop out of school."

Hearing this, Li Xun relaxed a little, but he didn't let go completely. He raised his chin to signal Lin Zewu's schoolbag: "Then what are you doing with the bag?"

Lin Zewu was silent for a while, then moved away with his hands and legs: "Don't think about it."

After leaving the classroom door, I could still hear Li Xun chattering behind.

Lin Zewu turned the corner with his bag on his back, and Lao Liu was standing by the railing.

Seeing him carrying a bag, Lao Liu frowned: "Want to skip class again?"

Lin Zewu said, "I have something to do."

These words were like a thunderbolt waiting to be exploded, splitting old Liu Jingmo's nerves.

Old Liu suddenly raised his voice: "——What can you do? If you don't study hard in high school, what's the important thing!"

The people walking in this area were startled by the sound, and they all walked around this area, their inquiring eyes drifted here.

Until the sudden class bell, the lunch break ended, and the entire corridor fell into silence.

"It's very important." Lin Zewu's face was calm, but his white nails betrayed his true emotions, "but I can't say it."

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you. I can't control your own life. I've already persuaded you. Just think it through yourself. That's all I can do."

Old Liu still wanted to say something, he opened his mouth slightly, but finally slapped the railing and turned his back.

He has been in the industry for decades, and he has seen countless people, watching the ups and downs of young people towards different destinations, and then welcomes a new batch of people full of infinite possibilities in this school.

He is just a bystander, those are their lives.

Lin Zewu is just one of the countless students he has taught, but he is not the last one, but no matter which one, he is alive.

Old Liu waved his hands and planned to leave, but his back looked as short as ever.

"Teacher." Lin Zewu said suddenly.

Old Liu stopped.

"I won't do the things you worry about."

Lin Zewu clenched his fists tightly, and his nails left several deep marks on his palms.

"I will not quit school, no matter what happens. I will take the college entrance examination, I will go to university, and I will desperately grasp everything that may be caught by me."

Old Liu stood quietly for a while, until Lin Zewu thought he would not get a response, he slowly raised his hand and waved it back, and left without looking back.

Lin Zewu didn't know what he meant, he only knew that he should go.

He was going to the police station in the afternoon to settle these matters.

When Lin Zewu climbed over the wall on a branch, Lao Liu was still standing by the window of the office until the white figure got farther and farther away until he couldn't see it.

A section of the edge of the scorching sun emerges from behind the dark clouds, washing away the dim picture, leaving behind the colors of immature struggle.

Old Liu turned around and opened the drawer under the desk. Inside was a stack of photos, which he picked up one by one from the ground last night.

Someone knocked on the door cautiously three times. Lao Liu looked at the door and saw the school committee member of his class walking in small steps and putting a stack of test papers on his desk under his watchful eyes.

"Teacher, it's all set."

"Let it go."

After the people left, Lao Liu flipped through the test papers casually, and stopped when he saw a certain name.

The handwriting is clear and the thinking is complete. The scribbled ghost characters and the average score of more than 40 points seem to be far away.

Old Liu was silent, standing at the table thinking about something, until the teacher at the next table called him several times.

"Ms. Liu? Teacher Liu?"

Lao Liu came back to his senses, apologized to the other party, opened his office chair and sat down, picked up the red pen and began to correct the test papers.

It was Ma Yang who came to pick him up at the door. Wen Chen had already arrived first, so I don't know what he was doing here.

Walking into the office along the road, there were two or three policemen standing inside, and the printer was "buzzing", spitting out papers non-stop.

"These are sent by the other party..." The policeman noticed the person at the door, winked at the person opposite, and then sealed the photos in a bag and put them away.

Lin Zewu was surprised when he saw Wen Chen turn around, and then walked towards him.

"Aren't you going to work this afternoon?"

"Paid vacation, good salary."

Zhang Wei asked him to find him as soon as possible, and Wen Chen also thought so, and the follow-up of this matter basically passed through Wen Chen's hands.

Lin Zewu came to perfect the details today, but yesterday he spoke in a confused manner and was in a mess, the police had to let him go back first.

If it weren't for the photos and text messages as evidence, and Mawei slipped up when he mocked him, Mawei might have been released as well.

Ma Yang cleared the table and called them: "Come here."

Lin Zewu's eyes fell on the cowhide bag beside his hand, he pursed his lips, and planned to go over in silence, but was stopped by Wen Chen.

"Don't be afraid."

Lin Zewu: "I'm not afraid."

Wen Chen touched his nose: "I told myself."

Lin Zewu was startled: "Don't be afraid."

"Ah."

Today, it mainly focuses on Lin Zewu's clues, Wen Chen's share is temporarily put away, and will be picked up when he comes alone.

Maybe it was because he just confessed to Lao Liu, but Lin Zewu spoke very smoothly.

It's just that I hesitated for a while when I heard that I had to hand over my phone to recover other text messages.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Ma Yang patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, we won't leak the contents of your mobile phone."

Lin Zewu: "..."

Lin Zewu was not worried about this.

He glanced back and forth between Ma Yang and Wen Chen, and finally handed over the phone.

Ma Yang put away the mobile phone: "I'll leave it here for a while, Wen Chen, don't you have a lot of mobile phones, please lend him for a few days."

Wen Chen nodded slowly, propped his chin and stared at Lin Zewu's seemingly innocent little face.

When Ma Yang was flipping through other files, Wen Chen approached Lin Zewu's ear and said softly, "Is there a nude photo of me in the phone?"

"..."

"It's okay, he's my brother, pure."

At the opposite corner of the table, Ma Yang's pen hand trembled.

Lin Zewu's drinking hand trembled even more, then he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Don't think about it."

Wen Chen smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Until the conversation was over, Lin Zewu hurriedly went downstairs with his bag on his back, leaving behind after hearing Chen Shanhou.

Lin Zewu put money into the vending machine and bought a can of iced Coke. He stood at the door waiting for Wen Chen to come down, his eyes wandering around subconsciously.

suddenly stopped somewhere.

Lin Zewu never expected that he would meet Yang Lei at the gate of the police station again.

He was chatting with someone.

Seeing Yang Lei appearing aboveboard at the gate of the police station, Lin Zewu felt a bit chilly.

Yang Lei patted each other's shoulders, and the two separated. He had noticed Lin Zewu a long time ago, and walked towards him with a turn of his footsteps.

Then brushed past him.

"I remember." Yang Lei left such a sentence when he passed by him, gnashing his teeth a little bit.

Lin Zewu heard it clearly, and even thought of what would happen in the future in an instant.

"Yang Lei."

Yang Lei turned around impatiently: "If you fart, let it go."

"No matter what you want to do in the future, go back and tell Super Chen."

Lin Zewu faced him and looked straight into his eyes, which made Yang Lei curl his lips.

"You'd better not let me get up, and don't let me grab the handle, or I will kill you first."

Yang Lei was taken aback for a moment, and then unexpectedly showed a meaningful expression.

"I am waiting."

Sitting on the steps outside the police station were two people with broken arms and legs.

Wen Chen came out after finishing his business, and saw Lin Zewu standing aside, drinking coke with no other distraction, like an enthusiastic audience.

Wen Chen stepped forward to touch it, it was cold and cold, and it stuck in his neck when he drank it.

"Day by day, you can't eat much, and you still drink iced Coke in winter. You are becoming more and more rebellious."

Lin Zewu leaned against the wall, allowing him to take the Coke away, picked up his schoolbag, and motioned, "Where are you going now?"

Wen Chen was shaking the Coke to see how much was left, and Wen Yan replied angrily: "Eat!"

"Going to BBQ?"

Wen Chen refused: "I won't eat."

"How about some Peking duck?"

Wen Chen: "Don't eat."

"Hot Pot?"

"Don't eat."

Lin Zewu followed him and walked down slowly, seeing his uneasy expression, he bumped him lightly with his shoulder.

"Don't be angry, I just took half a sip, and half of it was foam."

Hearing that Chen was singing an opera, he elongated his final voice, "Mm--".

"The shoulder is healed, isn't it? Be careful and crack it again."

Lin Zewu said: "No, it's been a while."

"Don't be complacent, I won't be able to get into the top [-] of my grade in the final exam."

Lin Zewu couldn't help laughing.

Wen Chen was even more angry: "You still dare to laugh? Believe it or not, I will kill you in the car later."

Lin Zewu took his hand, Wen Chen's words stopped abruptly.

"Walk."

"where to?"

Lin Zewu squinted his eyes and looked at the light mottled tree shadow in front of him: "Anything is fine."

Anyway.

No matter where the future goes, spring goes and autumn comes, as long as we walk together in the future, we can go anywhere.

The author has something to say: this chapter is the end of the main text, and the rest will be placed outside XD