Pure and Slutty

【Wan Zong】

Wan Zong found himself waking up on a cold bed, and could still vaguely smell damp and moldy.He stretched out his hands to hug his head that was about to crack, and sat up from the bed in a dazed state. Then, he woke up suddenly, and looked up at the bedroom that was sealed by a white cloth and thought to be forgotten, but it was actually extremely familiar.

The vague memory allowed him to figure out that he was brought here by Wen Chun'an last night, and he had told him the address.He didn't expect that he was so drunk that he forgot where he lived, but he could still easily recall an address from 12 years ago.

Getting up from the bed, Wan Zong pulled away the white cloth covering the furniture one by one in a daze.The air is full of dust, telling the fact that too many years have passed in between.

Suddenly, Wan Zong noticed Wen Chun'an who was sleeping on the sofa in the living room.The surging emotions were warm and frightening, and for a moment Wan Zong stood where he was, not daring to move.

He, his little Ann, and their home.

There is no way for them to go back to the past, but at least they are back here.

Wan Zong slowly approached the sofa, and he squatted down carefully beside Wen Chunan.The sunlight came in from the window without curtains and hit Wen Chun'an's eyes directly. Wan Zong reached out his hand to block the glare for Wen Chun'an.He remembered that Wen Chunan complained at that time that he often dreamed that he couldn't open his eyes. Wan Zong joked that it was the fault of Wen Chunan who liked to sleep in. He couldn't get up when the sun was shining on his eyes, but after that he would pay attention to close the curtains for the other party.He likes Wen Chun'an who is sleeping beside him.Just like he likes Wen Chunan who is awake beside him.

Wan Zong didn't know how long he had been looking at Wen Chun'an without moving. For a while, he seemed to have returned to 12 years ago, and Wen Chun'an's laughter could be faintly heard in the room.

"You startled me." Wen Chun'an's sudden voice brought Wan Zong back to his senses.

The person on the sofa woke up, he casually teased about Wan Zong being too close, stretched his body and stood up from the sofa.

"You drank too much last night, Ming Tong and I sent you here." Wen Chun'an explained simply, "I don't feel safe leaving you here alone, so I stayed here to watch you."

"Thank you, Xiaoan." Wan Zong said in a daze.

Wen Chun'an raised a half-joking smile at him: "You bought me DVDs and pomegranates, of course I have to repay this kindness."

Wan Zong couldn't answer this sentence, he couldn't ask "and then", and then listen to the other party's answer "then the two will be cleared".After a moment of silence, he changed the subject: "How did we get in? I don't have a key with me?"

Hearing this, Wen Chun'an raised his eyebrows strangely, "You must never have imagined that after so many years, the spare key hidden on the door frame is still there. Fortunately, I had an idea last night." He looked at Wan Zong's door with a trace of nostalgia. A lot of white cloth, half of the restored living room, "I really didn't expect this room to still exist, I still remember that I really liked this sofa we bought together at that time-I didn't expect that it would make my waist sore and my back hurt when I woke up now .”

"What's wrong with you? May I give you a massage?"

"Don't bother. I'll just go home and get a good night's sleep. Since you seem to be quite awake, I should go too."

Wen Chun'an turned around and walked towards the door, Wan Zong instinctively grabbed the other's wrist. "Don't go, Xiao An!"

"What else is there?" Wen Chun'an turned around and asked with a natural expression, as if he couldn't tell that Wan Zong was just reluctant to leave him.

The person who knew it was stupid to do that didn't let go, he bit the bullet and looked for an excuse: "At least we can talk about it after breakfast."

Wen Chun'an looked at him with a smile and pointed out: "Although there is no water or electricity cutoff here, the washing utensils or tableware are out of use. We can't do anything here."

"I'll go down and buy toothbrushes and towels, and then bring breakfast."

Wen Chunan raised a soft smile.Wan Zong could see that every time Wen Chunan wanted to refuse something, he would always give the other party a comfortable smile first, so before the latter spoke, Wan Zong quickly said, "Today is the weekend, don't rush Going to work or something. Xiaoan, wait for me for 2 minutes." Without giving Wen Chunan a chance to raise a different opinion, he went out the door as quickly as possible wearing his crumpled shirt.

The small convenience store that Wen Chun'an and Wen Chun'an used to visit on the way home from school is still alive today. For this reason, Wan Zong felt refreshed, and he carefully selected all kinds of toiletries—all of which are the same couple models— Then bought a sandwich and milk and returned quickly.

As expected by Wan Zong, Wen Chun'an was not the kind of person who just walked away. When Wan Zong returned to the apartment, a man who was good at compromise was wiping the dining table with a rag he found somewhere.Seeing Wan Zong walk into the room, he raised his head and said to Wan Zong seriously: "Wan Zong, let me tell you something, I hope you will not feel psychological pressure after listening."

The person who was always afraid of every line of the other party paused for a long time.

"...what's the matter?" he finally asked.

Wen Chun'an replied solemnly: "You went out with your hair in a mess, I didn't have time to remind you just now."

Wan Zong took a long time to react. "I don't care as much about my image as I used to." He said, he didn't know why he was inexplicably melancholy, "I don't care so much about the things I used to care about. Now I want to understand what is the most important."

Wen Chun'an casually smiled and said, "The most important thing for me now is that you didn't buy mint-flavored toothpaste, did you?"

Of course he didn't buy mint toothpaste.He clearly remembered that Wen Chunan hated the smell of mint.He clearly remembered that Wen Chunan liked orange.He clearly remembered that Wen Chunan used to sleep on the left side of the bed.He remembered everything clearly.

"Do you think I'll forget your preferences?"

Wen Chun'an blinked innocently: "Well, I shouldn't question Xueba's memory at will."

Wan Zong was tired like never before, he didn't know what to say, when Wen Chun'an could always understate all his true feelings.

Wen Chunan put away the rag. "Okay, will you use the bathroom first or should I use the bathroom first?"

"You go first."

Wan Zong watched Wen Chun'an walk into the bathroom, and he walked to the study after a moment of trance.

It's meaningless to do so, Wan Zong knows very well that a painting is impossible to touch Wen Chun'an, whom he still can't touch despite his desperate efforts, but he wants to see himself and Wen Chun'an in that painting. 14 years ago, he browsed the borrowed English textbook full of graffiti amusedly. He felt that the owner of the textbook must be very talented. I have uncontrollable feelings for each other...

In the opened drawer, Wan Zong saw the English textbook.

It took him a lot of effort to coax Wen Chun'an to give him this textbook.At that time, I didn’t really think how precious this textbook was, but I just wanted to know how many things I could make Wen Chun’an compromise that the other party didn’t want—why it took him so much time to understand that his childish tentative psychology was beyond the reach of the most Do you really care?Therefore, I missed the most opportunity to understand my own mind.

Wan Zong turned to that page.It was the seventh lesson, and the topic was called Charlie's Farm. In the lower left corner of the page, there was a color-printed horse, and there were two villains immediately——Wan Zong's body froze all of a sudden.

He didn't see the horse.He didn't see the painting.He didn't see that page of the textbook.

The incomplete textbooks made Wan Zong's mind controlled by chaotic emotions.He can't tell if it's anger or fear, or he's afraid, he's sad, he doesn't have much experience with either, and eventually, instinct rushes into the bathroom with the book.

"Xiao An, why did you tear up this painting? Where did you throw that painting?"

The man who was brushing his teeth raised his head and turned to Wan Zong with his mouth full of toothpaste. He studied the book in Wan Zong's hand for a while, and then his eyes widened unexpectedly. "You mean that horse?" He confirmed incredulously, and squinted at Wan Zong incredulously, "Didn't you tear it down and give it to your buddy?"

Wan Zong didn't understand what the other party was talking about. "You mean Yu Ruoqian?"

"Yes, I remember the surname Yu."

"...Why do you...that painting is in Ruoqian's place?"

"That's not true. Now that page of the textbook has probably become recycled paper."

"What's going on?" Wan Zong frowned in confusion.

Wen Chun'an simply rinsed his mouth, "To be honest, I'm also confused now." Compared to the inexplicably anxious Wan Zong, he patiently sorted out the case, "I thought you gave Yu Ruoqian that page of the textbook, but you You didn't give it to him, did you?"

"Of course I didn't!"

"But you told him about the horse?"

"Of course not! I promise you will keep it a secret."

"It seems that he overheard it by accident." Wen Chun'an lowered his head and said in thought.

"What's going on?" Wan Zong didn't understand what happened, but his intuition made him uneasy and asked.

"It's actually nothing."

"I knew something was going on!"

"That's over, actually Yu Ruoqian used that horse to mock me." Wen Chun'an looked into Wan Zong's eyes pleadingly, "Please, don't let me accidentally provoke you and your friend because of a small matter. .”

Wan Zong stared closely into the eyes of a group of calm people: "Maybe it's a small matter for you, but it's a big thing for me."

Wen Chun'an sighed helplessly: "Wan Zong, you promised me not to mention the past."

At this time, the phone rang from the living room.That wasn't Wan Zong's default cell phone ringtone, and Wen Chun'an put down the water glass with a heart in his heart. "I'm going to answer the phone."

Wan Zong stood there for a while, and then decided to find his mobile phone.

Wen Chun'an didn't want to talk about the past, so he went to ask Yu Ruoqian.He had to figure this out because it was related to Wen Chun'an.

Returning to the living room, Wan Zong saw his coat, and he guessed that the phone should be in his pocket, but before he picked up the coat, he first noticed that Wen Chun'an, who was answering the phone, suddenly cooled down from his gentle voice.

"...Okay, I see. If that's the case, I don't think I need to wait in line... Goodbye."

"What's the matter, Xiaoan?" Wan Zong asked with concern after the other party hung up the phone.

Wen Chun'an looked directly at him calmly, "I think you know what happened, otherwise it would be hard to explain why the hotel reservation I made was suddenly skipped."

Wan Zong froze immediately.At that time, he was really overwhelmed by emotions, so he forgot that he didn't know how to face Wen Chun'an who questioned him for this.

Wen Chun'an took off his coat from the back of the sofa. "I can't stop you from meddling in my marriage, please don't stop me from trying to avoid you from now on." He walked out of the room without looking up.