On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags.

Jin Heng was not injured, but his whole body was drenched, his skin was as pale as snow in a winter night, and the hands hanging down beside him were dripping with a mixture of rainwater and blood, looking like a water ghost.

As a matter of course, Wen Yan thought that he was being bullied, and a sudden unexplainable anger burst into his heart, which he couldn't suppress.

Jin Heng stood up straight, then wiped off the rainwater on his face with his hands, bent down to pick up the umbrella that fell from his feet, shook his head, his voice was a little indistinct in the heavy rain: "It's okay, thank you."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed the shoulder strap of the schoolbag that was about to slip, and passed Wen Yan, looking silent and alienated, no different from a stranger.

"stop--"

Wen Yan suddenly pulled him back, frowning tightly.

Jin Heng always looked quiet and obedient, and now is no exception, he looked down at Wen Yan and held his hand, the umbrella tilted slightly to block the pouring rain above their heads, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong? "

Wen Yan didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw Jin Heng's polite and alienated attitude, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as if he had a pimple, he held his hand, but didn't know what to say for a long time.

Seeing that he was silent, Jin Heng moved his wrist and reminded him: "I'm going home."

Wen Yan has never dealt with good students, because they are not people on the same road at all. Good students despise punks who are ignorant, and punks hate good students who put on airs. It's like the difference in grades. They are on the opposite side from the beginning of.

Jin Heng is an exception.

He is an exception...

Wen Yan's original intention was just to protect Jin Heng, as if it was a rare time in his life that he showed kindness, and wanted to protect this "good student" who he had never looked up to under his wings. As for how to go in the future, he has no idea Think it over, but the only thing for sure is that Wen Yan doesn't want to lead Jin Heng astray.

Delinquent boys see that no one dares to provoke them. In fact, they are just a group of gangsters.

Jin Heng is different. He has good grades and good studies. When he graduates, in the words of the older generation, he will be followed by God to feed him.

Wen Yan has a perverse personality, with a bit of arrogance in his bones. He has never bowed his head to anyone in his life. He neither feels that bad boys are inferior, nor does he feel that being a gangster is ashamed, but Jin Heng's sudden kiss broke all the peace and made him He had to lower his head in embarrassment to face all this squarely.

Wen Yan had never seen this kind of clue in Jin Heng, nor had he thought about it carefully, so that his mind went blank that day, and he ran away in a panic, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

After a long silence, as if he had thought of a reason for his actions, Wen Yan finally said, "I'll take you home."

Jin Heng asked him back: "Why?"

Wen Yan frowned: "Where are there so many why?"

Jin Heng raised his umbrella slightly, as if he was smiling, but he didn't seem to be smiling at all. He couldn't see clearly in the dark night, but it made people feel that his eyes were a bit cat-and-mouse: "I thought you would continue to hide Follow me."

Wen Yan straightened his back, as if he had been trampled on some kind of painful foot, his narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, as if he had been trampled on some painful foot, he narrowed his narrow eyes dangerously: "Who said I was avoiding you?"

Jin Heng looked at him quietly: "You know what I mean."

Wen Yan didn't speak any more, put one hand in his pocket, turned around, took a deep breath to calm down, then directly pulled out the umbrella in Jin Heng's hand, dragged him away from the alley, and pulled him to the motorcycle parked by the side of the road.

Wen Yan straddled into the car, then threw a helmet to Jin Heng, and said in a deep voice, "Come up."

Seeing this, Jin Heng put on his helmet and sat behind him.Wen Yan obviously knew the route, started the car and drove towards his house, the roar overwhelmed the sound of the rain, and the whistling wind was mixed with Wen Yan's vague voice: "I'll deal with those people..."

After a pause, he said, "Tomorrow, you should study well in class."

Wen Yan couldn't see Jin Heng's expression, but his clear voice sounded in his ear: "No need."

Wen Yan was expressionless, speeding up calmly, letting his clothes be blown up by the strong wind, the last brake stopped at the alley downstairs of Jin Heng's house, and he said without emotion: "Jin Heng, you Are you bold enough?"

At this time, he once again put on the air of the big brother overpowering the little brother, so what did he avoid some time ago?

Jin Heng got out of the car, and then reached out to take off the helmet, his hair was a little messy, he didn't feel panic or fear, but with a serious explanation: "You don't need to meddle in my business."

Wen Yan pushed back his wet forehead hair, revealing sharp and distinct facial features. His body was extremely aggressive, and one look could make people shudder: "Why can't I meddle in your business?" Jin Heng asked back: "You Why do you care?"

Wen Yan felt like a dog in his heart, and felt that Jin Heng was pressing every step of the way, so he tilted his head and made up a reason, with a perfunctory tone: "You are my younger brother."

Jin Heng slightly leaned over to look at him: "I said, I'm not your little brother."

Wen Yan didn't dare to look directly at him, and when he heard his words, his heart jumped for no reason, and he unconsciously clenched the handlebars, thinking that Jin Heng thought everything too simply, let alone how difficult it is to like a man Just saying that he hangs out with bad boys like himself, the impact is big enough.

The rain slid down the sides of his face, the sweltering heat in the air dissipated, and finally with a bit of the chill of the night, Wen Yan took off his motorcycle gloves two or three times, his brows were tightly frowned, and he asked Jin Heng: "Do you know what I mean?" Who is it?"

However, before Jin Heng could speak, Wen Yan answered first, his gaze made people dare not look directly at him, his words were as sharp as a knife, cutting open the reality: "I am a gangster."

"Do you know what a gangster is? Fighting every day, not going to class, my good life will be over after graduation. You go to college, and I go out to work. If you hang out with me, your grades will collapse in a short time."

"I like to cause trouble. Maybe one day I offend some enemy, and I will implicate you. You will be dealt with worse than now."

Every word he said was threatening and intimidating, hoping that Jin Heng would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Wen Yan would never say such a thing, because he was equivalent to putting himself on the ground and telling Jin Heng clearly that he was just a bastard with no future and quality, belittling himself every word and every word. Wen Yan would never do something.

He just hoped that Jin Heng could understand.

Wen Yan was also forced to face this fact, looking embarrassed, all he could do was to keep a not too far away from Jin Heng, eat together, and leave school together, that's all.

He would not take Jin Heng with him when fighting, nor would he take Jin Heng with him when he was skipping class, because he knew better than anyone else that they were diametrically opposed people, and they were not on the same road at all.

The rain gradually stopped, and water dripped from the eaves.

Jin Heng stood where he was, without saying a word, as if he had listened.

Wen Yan was silent for a while, seeing that he hadn't moved, he didn't know whether to be disappointed or thankful, he lowered his eyes and put on his gloves again, wiped off the rain on his face, started the car and was about to leave, but someone grabbed his shoulder suddenly.

Jin Heng's hands were rarely warm, which contrasted sharply with Wen Yan's cold and tense body: "What if I'm not afraid?"

Wen Yan took a break.

Jin Heng raised his hand and turned his sharp and cold face. There was still a drop of rain on Wen Yan's eyelashes. He couldn't help trembling and slipped down. I don't know if it was because of the rain or something else. Pale.

Jin Heng asked him: "What if I'm not afraid?"

Because there was a heavy rain just now, the night was dark, there was no one on the road, only the silence and coldness reverberated, Jin Heng's eyes appeared that kind of faint monster again, with a charm that did not belong to this age, he slowly Close to Wenyan, the lips are slightly cool, but also soft, sticking to Wenyan's ear, raising a slight itchiness.

Wen Yan froze for a moment, trying to hide, but Jin Heng pressed his shoulders, followed by a soft touch on his cheeks, and finally landed on his lips, the tip of his tongue touched his teeth, breathing intertwined Breathe, more intimate than ever.

Seeing this, Wen Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and Jin Heng's dilated appearance was clearly reflected in his eyes, so startled that he even missed a beat of his heart.

Jin Heng lives his life again, and it is obviously more than enough to deal with Wen Yan, an innocent and bad boy who has never been in love. He gently pried open the other's clenched teeth, and moved his other hand up his shoulder, clasping the back of Wen Yan's head , the movement is gentle and slow, but it cannot be refused, like a snake entangled in the heart, and then quietly tightened the body, making people have nowhere to escape.

Jin Heng's voice was bewitching: "You protect me well, those things won't happen..."

His slender fingertips slowly ran through Wen Yan's wine-red hair. Compared with the two, the whiteness was a little dazzling. Jin Heng continued to deepen the kiss calmly, and then pulled back a little, lips against lips, indistinctly low Ask him in a low voice, "Do you think..."

He finally took off the disguise, his dark eyes were deep and deep, like a wolf and a poisonous snake, staring intently at his prey.

Wen Yan finally came back to his senses, and instinctively grabbed Jin Heng's wrist with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush his bones.Jin Heng thought he would push him away, but in fact he didn't, Wen Yan's heart was already in turmoil and he was completely defeated.

Jin Heng told him: "I am the only one in my family, I am with you, no one will care."

"I will study hard and my grades will not drop."

"You protect me well."

All you have to do is protect me...

Wen Yan did this in his previous life, and then put his whole life into it, but no one would feel sorry for him, he just felt that he had brought it on himself, because most of the gangsters’ fates were not much better, but Jin Heng made his already muddled life even worse. Fragmented.

Jin Heng is like a poisonous poppy, bewitching people's hearts. After he finished speaking, he gently placed a kiss on Wen Yan's eyelids. It was like a butterfly staying for a moment, but the other party's tightly clenched hands suddenly released their strength.

"Wen Yan..."

Jin Heng read his name in a low voice, chewing the two words back and forth in his heart, not knowing what kind of meaning he tasted.

Probably something special, in this life, Wen Yan was the only one who held Jin Heng back, but he was dragged down the abyss by the other party instead.

The young man's heartbeat is the most hasty and flustered, and the emotion is unexpected. The meeting of two people is not a gift, but a lesson.

The system fluttered its wings in mid-air, and unexpectedly met Jin Heng's gaze, which was usually deep, but at this time it was a little smug, like a winner in a gamble.

Jin Heng moved his lips silently: "Look, he will come back again..."

He had already said that Wen Yan would come back.

The system slowly looked up at the sky, thinking that this is the host it encountered, the first host to rely on protection, if it falls on the group of golfers in the soft rice department, there will be no scum left that cannot be electrocuted?

009 patted his stomach with his wings, and it was really kind.