you better leave me alone

They are too close, this distance is very dangerous.

However, Lin Zewu couldn't back away as if he was fixed, obviously the other party just pressed his forehead lightly, and even his breathing slowed down a lot.

But it seems that there are several hooks grabbing his sealed heart.

Because he couldn't see clearly, Lin Zewu unconsciously moved his head slightly until the slight wetness on his lips swept away.

Wen Chen's breathing was calm, and he didn't seem to notice it. I don't know if he did it on purpose or if he was really unconscious.

But he wasn't drunk, Lin Zewu thought.

Drunk is drunk, so what is it now?

"You tomorrow..." Lin Zewu squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

Wen Chen was sleepy: "Huh?"

Lin Zewu pursed his lips, a few words slipped back and forth on his lips, and were finally swallowed back.

Lin Zewu raised his hand and pushed his chest: "Go over."

Wen Chen felt the light force, moved his eyelids in embarrassment, ended in failure, and simply held his hand to keep him from moving, talking nonsense like coaxing a child.

"Don't move, be obedient, go to sleep."

Because of the hot breath he exhaled, Lin Zewu's ears became hot involuntarily.

"Who are you coaxing?"

Wen Chen was helpless: "Why are you so energetic today? It's not like we haven't slept together before, why should we be ashamed?"

"We weren't this close back then."

Wen Chen chuckled, his chest rose and fell slightly: "You only have this little space in total, and I will sleep on the ground in the future. In such a cold day, I will suffer from cervical spondylosis."

"This is a single quilt, of course it's small." Lin Zewu lifted the quilt up to cover his sore shoulders, "I don't have a double bed."

"Envy?" Wen Chen couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he blurted out at his words, "Okay, go back to sleep with me tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Zewu fell silent, and the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

After a while, Lin Zewu said quietly: "Brother, I'm not yet eighteen."

After a pause, he continued, "I'm still in my second year of high school, and I still need to take the college entrance examination."

Wen Chen struggled and said: "...I didn't mean that."

Lin Zewu said: "I have missed half a semester of classes, and if I don't study anymore, I will not be admitted to the university."

Wen Chen gradually heard something wrong with Ai Ai's tone of voice during this period.

"The way you study secretly every day, don't think I can't see it. You are still listening to English listening while picking vegetables in the afternoon."

"..."

Lin Zewu calmed down for a few seconds: "Wen Chen."

Wen Chen: "?"

"If I can't sleep, you can't sleep either." Lin Zewu couldn't help kicking him.

Wen Chen suffered this blow for no apparent reason, and all drowsiness disappeared, and he became refreshed in an instant.

At around one o'clock, it was the first time that he could be so energetic.

The dull pain spreads from one point and climbs up the calf.When Wen Chen realized that he was being kicked, Lin Zewu was quietly moving out.

Looked to run away.

Wen Chen: "...you come here for me."

This sentence sounds gloomy.

Hearing this, Lin Zewu was not slowing down any longer. He threw off the quilt, sat up with the ground propped up, and stretched out his hand to turn on the small lamp on one side.

"I'll get you another quilt."

After speaking, he wanted to escape into the room.

"Do you still want to run?"

Wen Chen hooked his waist, pressed it down, and then turned up, with his hands resting on his ears.

The strength of an adult man who has been exercising all the year round is indeed impressive. Lin Zewu couldn't push him away, and he couldn't escape, so he was so aggrieved that he was blocked below.

Just after bending his knees, without doing anything, Wen Chen clamped his thighs firmly, firmly controlling everything about him.

In the current situation, his shoulders hurt so much that he couldn't move his legs, and Lin Zewu was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board.

In the next second, the surname Wen will wipe his neck and kill him.

"You still want to kick people? It's so fierce." Wen Chen brushed the broken hair covering his eyes with his fingertips, and said earnestly, "High school students can't beat and kill at every turn. Doesn't it mean that they still have to go to college?"

Under the limited light of the small desk lamp, Lin Zewu's reddish complexion was clear. The pajamas on his body were wrinkled due to twisting, and the neckline was open, revealing a space that made people think.

Because of the position, Lin Zewu could feel the continuous heat from Wen Chen's body, this feeling was strange but not disgusting.

"Shh-"

Lin Zewu paused in his struggling movements, raised his eyelids suspiciously and looked at Wen Chenzheng's face facing him.

Wen Chen lowered his head and winked at the room: "Your mother is still asleep, so don't make too much noise."

Lin Zewu gritted his teeth: "Is this something I can control?! Don't you usually go to bed at eleven o'clock at the latest?"

Wen Chen took it for granted: "I was kicked awake by you."

"Then can we sleep now?"

"Still kicking me?"

"...I won't kick you anymore." Lin Zewu was forced to helplessly, "Can't I stop kicking you?"

Only then did Wen Chen let go of his hand, Lin Zewu took advantage of the situation and rolled to the side, onto the floor.

From the perspective of the back, his black hair was messy, his pajamas were wrinkled, and he even swayed back and forth unsteadily when he stood up. It didn't look like something good had happened to him.

Lin Zewu stood up with one hand and turned to the bedroom. A few minutes later, he came out with the quilt on his shoulders and threw angrily at Wen Chen who was lying flat.

"yours."

No matter what Wen Chen did with the quilt, Lin Zewu lay down next to the edge of the floor, wrapped the blanket tightly around his body, and reached out to turn off the light.

Beside him, Wen Chen shook off the quilt, Lin Zewu closed his eyes, turned his ears off from the window, and pretended not to hear any sounds coming from the side.

But after such a disturbance just now, he really couldn't fall asleep, and when he quietly turned over, he heard Chen asked a question suddenly after being quiet for a long time.

"Who do you think is the person looking for you this afternoon?"

Lin Zewu paused for a moment, then said calmly: "I don't know, except you, I haven't seen anyone wearing a suit."

Wen Chen was puzzled: "How could he know your address, and that you live on the sixth floor."

Lin Zewu turned over to face him, the sound of the cloth rubbing against each other was very clear, but he didn't answer Wen Chen's doubts.

He himself was also wondering, he didn't know this person, and he didn't even have the slightest impression.

But it is absolutely impossible for this person to appear suddenly, it must be related to someone he knew before.

"From the proprietress' description, he seems unprofessional, he sounds like an insurance company." Wen Chen tapped the cushion twice with his fingertips, his eyes darkened slightly, "He also looks like someone hired by a debt collection agency."

Lin Zewu closed his eyes and said calmly, "Probably."

Wen Chen's thoughts were blocked, and he asked him casually: "You seem to be calm?"

Lin Zewu shrank into the quilt and buried half of his head, as if avoiding this topic.

It can be heard that Chen didn't see it.

"I've encountered a lot, and the waves won't rise. Once it comes, it will be at peace." Through the quilt, he said in a muffled voice, "Don't think too much, or you will lose sleep if you think too much."

Wen Chen raised the corner of his mouth: "I'm suffering from insomnia now."

Lin Zewu fell silent.

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