Human ladder

As soon as he stood up, Wen Yan had to look up at him.

Wen Yan licked his lips, gestured and said, "Wait a minute, this position is unfair."

As he spoke, he prepared to lift the quilt and stand up.

Lu Congqi was afraid of this ancestor, so he bent down and hugged Wen Yan's head, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

The boy's fingers couldn't be said to be very comfortable, but the deadly body temperature was transmitted directly to Wen Yan's face through the palm.

Lu Congqi kissed him too, but he was not in a hurry to leave. He just opened his mouth in this gesture of holding his face, and wiped the corners of Wen Yan's lips with his dry lips.

When I looked at it from such a close distance, I found that Wen Yan's good looks are tough and good-looking, with a high nose bridge, but unexpectedly thin lips, and the lip line is naturally straight, which is fine when he smiles. A serious face.

"Okay, boyfriend, I admit that you have influenced me a little bit. My heartbeat has been accelerating since I came in."

Then he smiled when he saw this somewhat unhappy face, his lips were drawn up, even though its owner pressed the corners of his mouth tightly, not wanting to appear so easy to coax.

Lu Congqi approached again, with Wen Yan's lips in his mouth, he pressed down on his head until it fell between the snow-white pillowcases.

The two people on both sides looked slightly panting, and looked at each other from this awkward distance.

Until Lu Congqi calmed down and breathed, he begged for mercy and said, "Are you satisfied now?"

"I treat you so well, better than others, what's wrong with being jealous?"

Lu Congqi's eyes were heavy, like the darkening twilight outdoors, under his eyes, Wen Yan's hair was slightly disheveled, and the hand holding him kept tightening, as if he wanted to take advantage of this hug to measure the young man's bones.

Wen Yanzheng curled up his legs slightly in discomfort, he thought he could keep calm, but he didn't want his every move to fall into Lu Congqi's eyes.

Lu Congqi couldn't help laughing, and buried his head on Wen Yan's neck, pretending not to feel the reaction from Wen Yan's body: "I don't see anyone else."

Wen Yanzheng quietly raised his leg to conceal his body's reaction, he was caught off guard when he heard these words, he was so choked that he almost couldn't breathe.

Lu Congqi pressed him really hard, with all the weight on him.

Wen Yan gave up struggling to straighten his legs, and spread his whole body on the bed.

"I thought it would be you who fell into my hands first."

Wen Yan felt the real weight on his body and Lu Congqi's fluctuating breathing, looked at Lu Congqi's side face covered by his hair, and thought: I'm done.

Lu Congqi blew away the hair hanging in front of his eyes, and asked, "What's the result?"

Then he heard Wen Yan sigh solemnly: "Forget it, I admit it."

This is not a game where you lose and I win. The one who admits first just can no longer control his own mind, and can't stop getting more and more inflated. Give up the instinctive defensiveness, temptation and game, and take the other party into yourself first. of all.

Became 'one of my own'.

Lu Congqi knew what Wen Yan's words meant, so he blinked his eyes a few times without any surprises, and while lying in Wen Yan's arms, he changed the topic and said, "Aunt Sun asked me to ask you whether to go home or go back to school tomorrow."

"She let me go home?"

As soon as it was mentioned that such an ambiguous posture between two people is not good, Lu Congqi sat up straight and told Wen Yan the original words, and told him by the way that He Zhang and Chen Fan wanted to ask for leave to see Wen Yan. Yan, was rejected by Wang Bo.

"Why? Bobo can't do it, can he?"

Lu Congqi said seriously: "Mr. Wang doesn't believe that they will have such a conscience to visit you, I'm afraid they will go out and surf the Internet."

Wen Yan knew that He Zhang and Chen Fan were crazy about Aite in the class, making him look like he had cancer, so he didn't pay much attention to them these two days.

But he knew He Zhang's virtues, and asked, "Then can't they escape?"

"Escaped."

"???"

Lu Congqi seemed to have thought of something happy, and couldn't hold back a chuckle: "I was caught by Director Zhou, and everyone was standing on the playground holding a stack of chemistry test papers and reading there... The chemistry teachers of all grades almost committed suicide after hearing that." .”

Wen Yan touched his nose when he heard this.

Naturally, he knew Landlord Zhou's methods, and he expected that some of them could not even memorize the periodic table of elements. When encountering those chemical equations... wouldn't it be difficult for them to die?

As soon as Wen Yan thought that it was no wonder the class group had been honest for so long, he immediately smiled helplessly, hugged Lu Congqi on the bed and stretched, and said, "Go back to school, I miss them a lot."

It seems that this incident did not leave too much haze on Wen Yan, and all the adults who trembled and panicked for him seemed to have nothing to worry about.

Lu Congqi looked at Wen Yan's eyebrows and eyes, and when he thought of Sun Yi standing hesitantly in front of the ward door but not going in, he still couldn't bear it, so he persuaded him: "Go back and have a look, Aunt Sun these few days They're all at home."

"What? Then you want to go with me to see your mother-in-law?"

Lu Congqi: "..."

Who did this person learn the virtue of running the train with his mouth full of words?

Lu Congqi took such a vacation with the help of Mr. Wang Bo, so he had to go back quickly, and finally got himself out of Wen Yan's arms. Lu Congqi just looked like a human. The messed up clothes, when he looked up, he saw Wen Yan staring at him in a daze.

Lu Congqi was also taken aback.

After a short period of silence, Wen Yan's whole body seemed to have lost his mind suddenly, his eyes didn't fall on the real point, and they fixed on Lu Congqi without any emotion.

It seemed that Wen Yan was emptied of everything in an instant, and stood there empty.

Lu Congqi almost thought that the person in front of him was blind.

He was careful not to make a sound, and stood there staring at Wen Yan in a daze.

For a moment, Lu Congqi felt that Wen Yan had something to tell him. Under the almost helpless eyes, his heart was so soft that he felt an urge to tell himself all.

"Fuck, Lu Congqi, you're playing a hooligan."

Wen Yan didn't know when he came to his senses first, but in fact it only took a few seconds. He sat cross-legged on the bed, resting his chin, looking at Lu Cong with a smile on his face, as if nothing happened. Expect.

Lu Congqi panicked a few times, blushing obviously, and hardly knew how to deal with it.

Wen Yan looked at Lu Congqi's cramped appearance and laughed, kicked the quilt on the bed into a mess, and the sunset outside made his skin red.

Lu Congqi suddenly had itchy hands, and approached Wen Yan to stroke his hair.

The playful little miscellaneous hair is really warm, and you can feel his body temperature when you insert your fingers into the roots of the hair.

Wen Yan's whole body was soft under the sun, Lu Congqi gently kissed his forehead from this angle, with a bit of shyness on his face.

Obviously it was an ordinary afternoon, but Wen Yan sensed a hint of farewell in such a behavior, and subconsciously grabbed Lu Congqi's wrist in a panic, and asked him: "What is this for?" Woolen cloth?"

Before Lu Congqi could answer, Wen Yan, as if he was afraid of hearing any answer, hurriedly said, "You don't want to leave me tonight? It's fine. I've supplemented everything I ate recently, and my kidney function has recovered. Don't try?"

Lu Congqi curled his index finger on Wen Yan's forehead and flicked it, smiled and shook his head: "Then I'm leaving, call me when you get back to school."

Wen Yan nodded, until he watched Lu Congqi close the door of the ward and could no longer see him, then he looked away and slowly walked down from the hospital bed.

In the past few days, many people came and went to visit Wen Yan with gifts, and most of them pretended to be asleep.

In fact, he knew about the times when Sun Yu came, but he was relatively silent, and Sun Yu blamed Shang Wenyan too much for not being enough for three days and three nights.

So Wen Yan basically hides whenever he can, but he also knows that he should go back and give Sun Yi an explanation... Tomorrow... He can't wait for tomorrow.

So when Sun Yi opened the door and saw her crippled son appearing at the door with a hemiplegia, she couldn't even find a suitable adjective for her upright and serious expression, and her expression could be described as jaw-dropping.

Sun Yi is preparing the ingredients and meals that should be prepared if Wen Yan comes back tomorrow, and he still smells of oily smoke.

When he finally came to his senses, he hurriedly stepped aside and helped Wen Yan in.

The living room is still the same, the ordinary living room cannot see the aesthetics and preferences of the owner of this house, but it is as clean as ever.

Wen Yan was supported to sit on the sofa, and before Sun Yi could figure out what to say, Wen Yan took the lead in being obedient and said, "Mom..."

Sun Yi choked when he wanted to curse, so he could only clear his throat in an extremely uncomfortable manner, and asked sternly, "Aren't you going to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?"

"It's the same, what's for dinner tonight?"

Sun Yi originally planned to stew the food tonic soup in a pressure cooker in advance by himself and waited for Wen Yan to come back tomorrow, so he forcibly changed the plan.

She could only rummage through the box and take out Wen Yan's favorite nuts from the TV cabinet, and hurriedly went into the kitchen to prepare: "I'll start making it right now, what do you want to eat?"

Wen Yan looked at the walnuts and nuts that had already been cracked in his hand, sniffed his nose, chewed them, and shouted to the kitchen: "You can make whatever you want, I'm going back to school tonight."

Then Wen Yan saw that the whole table was full of his favorite food, while his mother sat there with no expression on her face, she didn't show her joy, she even just nodded to Wen Yan lightly, condescending Said: "Sit."

Wen Yan knows that Sun Yi will be strong all his life, even in front of his son and husband.

Even from Wen Guochao's death to the present, she has not shown the fragility of an orphan and widowed mother, maintaining a proud decency.

Wen Yan sat across from Sun Yi, and there was always a vacant seat at the dining table surrounded by three people.

However, both of them pretended not to care about the reservation of this habit.

"Mom," he pinched a piece of tenderloin under the watchful eyes of Sun Yi, and tried to speak: "If I want to take a road that no one wants to take, and it may go wrong, what do you think?"

Hearing these words, Sun Yi trembled with the hands holding the vegetables, and the soup splashed onto the table.She stared at the dropped piece of vegetable, pursed her lips coldly, and pretended to pick up another piece unintentionally: "Your Uncle Lu told me that you might be doing something very dangerous, so That would lead to such a disaster.”

She continued: "I don't know, you are my son, if one day you go astray, it is our responsibility as parents."

"I don't dare to think about it. Other people's children don't say they have a bright future or a glorious ancestor, but at least their life is safe and smooth... I won't ask you, what will I do if you are lost forever."

The next words seemed to really touch Sun Yi's own pain, as if a substantial wound had opened, making her suddenly lose the strength to hurt.

"You are my son, but you are only my son... When I married your father, I never became his wife with the mentality of entrusting this life to him. I have been fighting side by side with him."

"I gave birth to you as a son, and I didn't want to have an entrusted mentality for the rest of my life. You have your own path to go."

"If you have to take this road, you have to endure the suffering that belongs to you...I just hope." Sun Yi gently placed the bamboo chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, and put away all the sleepless nights and days of eating and drinking this week. Worried and distressed, she swallowed all the bitterness with a smile, so that the bitterness in her heart would not leak out.

"I just hope that you don't have to hide from me the next time you get hurt."

This was the first time in Wen Yan's impressions in more than ten years that he had such a calm and in-depth communication with Sun Yi, and the amount of information was so overwhelming that he couldn't react.