you better leave me alone

"The man was caught."

A few weeks later, Wen Chen came home with such news.

The weather in February is getting colder and colder. When you go out, you always feel cool.

When Lin Zewu came out to pour water, he saw Wen Chen hanging up his coat—he always had all kinds of coats in winter, and inside was his unshakable professional attire.

Black, blue, gray.

Looking from afar, one can always be fooled by his pretense of delicate face, thinking that this is a serious person.

When a serious person takes off his coat, the fragrance is compelling, and the smell of cologne that has been wrapped in it for a day is desperately released.

Wen Chen glanced at the cup in his hand.

"This is my cup?"

Lin Zewu: "...the cups in this room are all yours."

Wen Chen: "Indeed."

Then he changed his tone: "Guess who it is?"

Lin Zewu returned to the desk and said, "From your tone, isn't it Super Chen?"

Wen Chen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the living room and untied his tie, his voice was a little far away through a wall.

He shook his head first, realizing that Lin Zewu couldn't see, and then said: "It's not him, I'm also surprised."

Lin Zewu was puzzled: "In that case, why did Yang Lei go to the police station that day?"

"In order to take their company out." Wen Chen said, "According to what he said, Mawei secretly photographed us spontaneously. He and Chen Chao refused and destroyed the photos. They didn't know that Mawei still had photos in his hand. I don't know who instigated Mawei to do these things."

Chen Chao climbed to the current position, still has a bit of insight, he knows that he can't deal with the police now, and he doesn't have the strength to deal with it.

So simply try to get yourself out first, minimize the harm, and stop the loss in time.

As for whether they ever thought of asking Lin Zewu for money, no one could tell.

But the only thing that can be understood is that they dare not act rashly in the past two years.

Lin Zewu nodded and asked him: "So who wants to harm you?"

Wen Chen raised his eyebrows: "How do you know you are harming me?"

Lin Zewu said: "You have also received the photo, I know."

"..."

Wen Chen was standing at the door with his collar open, looking eager to open his screen.

Hearing this, he retracted his toes.

"Two days ago, Officer Ma leaked his words." Lin Zewu turned the pen around and noticed Wen Chen's dull expression, "Stop scolding him."

"..."

"Who is it?" Lin Zewu asked again.

"Li Weihai."

Wen Chen's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about an unimportant person.

Li Weihai.

Lin Zewu was not familiar with this name, or even heard of it.

"It's also he who instructed Mawei to post photos at my school?"

"He sent the photo to my boss before, but he is not interested in the private life of employees, he only cares about the company's image and whether it makes headlines." Wen Chen did not deny it.

Lin Zewu understood: "So he came to take revenge on me."

Lin Zewu suddenly remembered that Wen Chen was talking about "the company's public relations issues and future investment risks" before, but now that he thinks about it, this is not the case.

"Revenge you, he won't get anything, I'm still sitting in that position, I won't choose his company, and I can also grasp all the evidence he tried to erase." Wen Chen was a little disgusted, "Not only is he not good at business, Even IQ is not enough, I spent so much energy to manage all kinds of media, in the end he went to retaliate against you."

Lin Zewu lowered his head and unconsciously circled the test paper.

Wen Chen noticed his movements and changed the subject: "I met your class teacher on the way."

Lin Zewu paused, without looking up: "How did you meet?"

"Passing by your school, I saw him arresting people on the road, so I stopped to say hello."

Old Liu is probably catching those who skipped class again.

"He told me..." Wen Chen stopped, then took the pajamas from the bedside, shook them off, and began to play tricks.

Lin Zewu: "?"

"Don't be nervous, I didn't say anything bad about you." Wen Chen unbuttoned his shirt, "Your head teacher said that you have improved a lot recently."

Lin Zewu let out a sigh of relief: "It's okay."

"After the final exam, I will take you to a place."

"where?"

"Don't tell you."

Wen Chen took off his shirt, stood up topless, and held the soft pajamas in his hands.

Lin Zewu raised his glass to drink water.

"Study hard, I'm going to take a shower."

Wen Chen bent down and kissed his lips, his breath was almost hot.

Lin Zewu coughed twice and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Lin Zewu didn't know whether the place Wen Chen took him to was a good place or not.

He only knew that the final exam next week would be the time to test his hard work during this time.

He worked hard and even brushed the test papers, Wen Chen didn't have the nerve to come over to disturb him, just sat quietly on the bed with a book in his hand, and occasionally went to add water to the empty kettle.

Under Lin Zewu's feet was the floor warmer Wen Chenxin bought, and under his hands was a long table warmer.

Lin Zewu lived comfortably this winter, sat on it, and didn't want to move away at night.

Day by day, in the blink of an eye, six or seven days passed.

In the two days before the exam, there was no need to hear Chen's reminder, Lin Zewu obediently went to bed at ten o'clock in the evening, and ran upstairs as soon as it was o'clock.

Probably because it was too cold at home, I could see him trembling downstairs every morning.

His little face was pale, and he occasionally sniffed.

It looks like he's caught a cold.

After finally staying up for two days, when Lin Zewu was about to pat his butt and leave again, Wen Chen blocked the doorway and stopped him.

Seeing his unpredictable expression, Lin Zewu stopped putting on his coat for a while: "What's wrong?"

"The temperature outside is going below zero today."

Lin Zewu thought he was asking himself, thought for a while and replied: "It seems to be."

"Do you have a heater in your house?" Wen Chen asked roundabout.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zewu replied: "There is one."

The plan to take advantage of the cold to keep him there seemed to have been shattered.

"Is it open at night?"

"open."

Wen Chen opened his mouth, but finally closed it in frustration.

"Give it to my mother." Lin Zewu said, "I'll cover it with more quilts."

As soon as Wen Chen heard it, he knew he was talking nonsense.

The number of quilts in Lin Zewu's house, I heard from Chen Menqing, is likely to be on Zhao Qian's body, and Lin Zewu only has two quilts that are not too thick at most.

It can survive the winter, but it is uncomfortable.

"Come down and live with me for the next two days?" Wen Chen's eyes fell on him, "Don't catch a cold during the exam week."

Lin Zewu saw that he was righteous, so he thought for a while, and stopped packing his schoolbag.

He nodded: "Yes."

Wen Chen narrowed his eyes, clasped his arms lightly with his fingertips: "...also?"

Lin Zewu changed his words: "Very successful, very successful."

Wen Chen let him go, locked the door with his backhand, then walked towards Lin Zewu, turned around forcibly by grabbing his shoulders, and pushed him into the bathroom.

Lin Zewu turned his head and said, "Wait a minute, I didn't take any clothes."

"Wear mine."

"..."

Wen Chen raised his eyebrows: "I didn't see you shy in my clothes before."

"No." Lin Zewu denied, and then pursed his lips, slightly embarrassed, "I didn't bring underwear."

You can't always get the stock that Wen Chenxin bought, and the size doesn't match.

Wen Chen said indifferently: "Oh, I don't despise you for being a hooligan."

Lin Zewu was pushed into the bathroom, so he had no choice but to take the time to rush.

When the warm water rushed down, the feeling of fatigue suddenly surged, and Lin Zewu began to miss the bed.

In the middle of washing, Wen Chen opened the door from the outside, put down his pajamas under Lin Zewu's gaze, and then put his hands back in an extremely upright manner.

Lin Zewu pushed aside the top layer, and there was everything inside.

When he went out, Wen Chen was leaning against the bedside to watch a tennis match, casually raised his eyelids to look at him, and then closed them again.

"Go to bed early, I'll wait." He said.

Lin Zewu lifted the corner of the quilt, got into the quilt, and the moment he lay down, the lights in the room went out.

Then Wen Chen lit up a small lamp beside the bed.

Wen Chen was staring at the phone screen looking for the charging cable, and noticed a rustling movement on his side, and the next second, his waist was slightly itchy.

He paused, turning his head away.

"Don't move."

Under the quilt, Lin Zewu's muffled voice came out: "I just turned over and fell asleep."

"..."

After waiting for a while, the movement did disappear.

Wen Chen took off the earphones, threw the phone aside casually, raised his hands to cover half of his face, and sighed silently.

The final exam lasts for a week, one in the morning and one in the afternoon every day.

Too busy to go around.

After a week, the whole test was exhausted.

There was only one test on Friday, and Lin Zewu walked home after the test at noon.

Grab a few bites of rice casually, and run to Dayuan Supermarket to help.

——He finally didn't have to be cautious, and he was able to go out to work openly.

Although Wen Chen said he wanted to help him, Lin Zewu didn't want to do nothing.

So at night, Wen Chen came to catch him at the gate of the supermarket, grabbed him by the collar, and stuffed him into the car under Dayuan's puzzled and probing eyes.

"What day is the holiday?" Wen Chen glanced at the person in the co-pilot.

Lin Zewu yawned: "A week later."

"What are you going to do this week?"

"Dayuan is short of people, I'll help."

"Dayuan treats you very well?"

Lin Zewu opened his eyes, looked at Wen Chen Bo's calm side face, and said after consideration: "It's okay, his supermarket is always short of people, and there are not enough people every day for 360 days a year."

Wen Chen: "Oh."

Lin Zewu: "?"

Hearing Chen's meaningless "hum hum" twice, he was simply venting his anger alone, and he didn't know what he realized, and his face suddenly became serious.

Just from the appearance, pure black hair, fair skin, suits and leather shoes all the year round, there is a bit of "gentle and indifferent" taste of Kochi in it.

Then he changed his words, and his tone was as close as that of a Chinese New Year elder before stuffing the red envelope.

"How was the test?"

Lin Zewu: "..."

Next, it should be taken for granted that "your teacher talked to me today".

Lin Zewu has been free and unrestrained for so many years, and finally felt the oppression of his parents today.

"Can you enter the top [-] in the grade?"

"..." Lin Zewu closed his eyes.

"Wake up, don't pretend to be dead."

Lin Zewu was forced to open his eyes again, he said helplessly, "Yes, yes."

Wen Chen who got the answer was satisfied.

Lin Zewu observed his expression and sighed: "It is a loss to the education circle that you are not a teacher."

Wen Chen said with a smile: "If I were a teacher, you wouldn't even try to escape a class."

Lin Zewu muttered softly: "It's a good thing you didn't become my teacher."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't speak."

Wen Chen made a "tsk" sound, and stopped asking, since he couldn't pry his mouth open anyway.

Wen Chen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke out until he could see the parking shed outside the building.

"Come with me somewhere on Saturday."

Lin Zewu: "The place you told me about two days ago?"

Wen Chen was surprised: "Remember?"

He just mentioned it casually.

"But you didn't say where you were going."

Wen Chen said: "You will know when you go."

The author has something to say: some of the daily plot is on the sidelines, and it's not over yet.

感谢在2020-08-0820:19:54~2020-08-1020:13:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: boom1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles for beauty; 2 bottles for Chuxiu; 1 bottle for better scenery on the wall;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!