Chapter 32 Chapter 32 "It's... delicious."...
When Jiang Shizao received Wen Qianchuan's text message, he and Wen Zhi had just sat down at the leisure table and chairs on the balcony of the apartment.
Wen Zhi just asked him whether he was an adult, and after getting a positive answer, he went to the bar in the kitchen and made two drinks for the two of them.
Jiang Shizao followed over and watched Wen Zhi mix the cocktails, feeling that his technique was very professional.
"I used to work part-time in a bar." Wen Zhi explained to Jiang Shizao with a smile.
"Amazing..." Jiang Shizao's eyes followed the movements of Wen Zhi's hands, and suddenly thought, "By the way, brother, what time do you usually go to bed?"
Thinking that Wen Zhi had to go to work at the convenience store tomorrow, Jiang Shi felt embarrassed to disturb him so late.
"I usually..." Wen Zhi narrowed his eyes, paused his movements, and said, "I go to bed after dawn."
After that, the wine was prepared.
"..." Jiang Shizao thought about the fact that Wen Zhi worked the night shift at the convenience store, and felt that this schedule seemed understandable.
Wen Zhi handed a glass of wine to Jiang Shizao, then took out several kinds of fruits from the refrigerator, stood in front of the island, and quickly completed a series of actions of peeling and cutting.
When Jiang Shizao came back to his senses, a beautifully presented fruit platter appeared in front of him.
"Brother, your knife skills are amazing too." Jiang Shizao's eyelids twitched at the sight. He suspected that his neighbor had also worked as a part-time chef.
Wen Zhi smiled gently and said, "Early morning, let's go to the balcony."
After that, the two of them came to the north-facing viewing balcony of the apartment with wine and fruit.
As soon as he sat down, Jiang Shi felt his phone vibrate.
It was a message from Wen Qianchuan.
In fact, after eleven o'clock, Wen Qianchuan reported his movements to Jiang Shizao, and mentioned to Wen Jiming in a subtle way that everything was OK.
However, Jiang Shizao was preoccupied with the fire at the time and was unable to respond properly.
Then I saw another message from Wen Qianchuan: "Zao Zao, the hit-and-run driver has been caught, don't worry. You should be asleep by now. Good night, see you tomorrow morning."
Jiang Shizao immediately replied, "That's great, brother! I'm glad you're okay."
Looking at Wen Qianchuan's message, Jiang Shizao immediately replied: "Brother, I've asked for leave from school. I have something to deal with at home, so I won't be going to school tomorrow..." So Wen Qianchuan won't see him on the bus tomorrow morning... But Jiang Shizao also remembered to add: "Don't worry, it's not a big deal!"
Jiang Shizao: "Brother, remember to go to bed early. You've worked hard today. Good night! ^ ^"
Jiang Shizao sent many messages in one breath.
Wen Zhi, who was standing by, quietly watched Jiang Shizao's nimble fingers...his fingers quickly tapping the phone screen, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
…Did you have such a good chat with this person early on?
Jiang Shi hadn't told Wen Qianchuan about the apartment yet. He was afraid he'd worry. It was already late, and he was tired. He just wanted to say goodnight to Wen Qianchuan.
When Jiang Shizao thought of Wen Qianchuan, his heart beat faster for some unknown reason.
A bit weird...
In the end, Jiang Shizao attributed this emotion to... the fact that Wen Qianchuan's figure was just too good, which made him think of it all the time, inexplicably, and accidentally... and then he became so envious that his heart beat faster.
"Morning."
Wen Zhi suddenly spoke.
“Cough, cough…”
Jiang Shizao, who had just picked up the wine glass and took a sip, choked.
Wen Zhi immediately raised his hand to rub the boy's back, his eyes showing concern: "Are you okay, Zao Zao?"
"No, it's okay." Jiang Shizao calmed down and put down his wine glass.
I was just thinking about something embarrassing... and suddenly heard Wen Zhi's voice, and I panicked.
Jiang Shizao collected his thoughts and said, "Brother, the drinks you made are really delicious."
A little sweet.
"Thank you." Hearing the compliment, Wen Zhi smiled and pushed the fruit plate on the table towards Jiang Shizao, "Eat more fruit, Zao Zao."
There were two small forks placed next to the glass fruit plate. Jiang Shizao picked up one of them, inserted a piece of peach, and put it into his mouth.
After a moment, Wen Zhi asked again, "Is it delicious, Zao Zao?"
"Good... delicious." Jiang Shizao replied while chewing the fruit in his mouth.
Wen Zhi smiled even more happily.
"I planted it." Wen Zhi said.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Jiang Shizao's face turned red again for a moment.
After a long pause, he looked at Wen Zhi, his eyes watering, "Brother is amazing."
I also wondered where Wen Zhi grew the fruit. Yes, there must be an orchard in Lingcheng if there were any fruit.
…
Bell City High School.
In the misty shower room, when Wen Helin buttoned up his clothes and looked neat and tidy again, the person standing in front of the mirror was holding a boy's sweatshirt in his hand.
This sweatshirt has been with Wen Helin into the bathroom since the very beginning. Oh, in addition to the white sweatshirt, there is also a pair of sky blue sports shorts.
At this moment, Wen Helin took a deep breath of the scent belonging to another person that remained on the sweatshirt.
This person moved slowly and elegantly, with an expression that seemed intoxicated or absorbed, as if he was savoring something.
This is the sweatshirt Jiang Shizao wore...
The set he returned to the boy yesterday was just another new set of sportswear, which he returned to him under the pretext of cleaning it.
Wen Helin put the sports shirt and shorts in his hand back into his collection room and hung them up to dry. He had put them on his body before and got them a little wet.
Wen Helin sorted the clothes carefully, doing everything he could to preserve the scent of the owner.
These are all his precious collections.
He must treasure them well.
After finishing all this, the person who returned to the computer screen in the school clinic put on the gold-rimmed glasses again.
Wen Helin distracted himself and took a look at several human players who had entered the high school dungeon about an hour ago.
At that time, his body was desecrating Jiang Shizao's clothes in the bathroom.
The spirit was even more blasphemous towards the owner of the clothes. Naturally, it had no attention to the humans entering the dungeon.
"It's been so long, are you still in the Second Complex?"
Wen Helin sat in front of the screen for a while casually.
Then, in the eerie silence of the campus late at night, at a certain moment without any warning, the pupils of the people in the school infirmary suddenly contracted.
After that, Wen Helin's body seemed to be in a similar condition to Wen Qianchuan's before.
The muscles of his entire body were stretched to the limit, and veins bulged on the back of his hands and forehead.
But soon, the man sitting at the desk was back to normal - it seemed.
A few seconds later, "Wen Helin" pushed the chair away and stood up.
Still looking nonchalant, he rummaged through the equipment cabinet in the school clinic for a while.
Finally, a silver scalpel was taken out from a pure white medical box.
Sat back at the desk.
The light from the computer screen shone on the scalpel, reflecting a cold and sharp light, and also reflecting the eyes of the person holding the knife, which were now dark to almost deep blue.
"Wen Helin" played with the surgical blade in his hand for a moment, and then, without any warning, he suddenly raised his hand -
He inserted the sharp scalpel into the back of his hand.
The silver scalpel instantly pierced through the palm of his hand and inserted into the table, nailing his left hand firmly to the desk in front of him.
But the person who has done it is like he doesn't feel the pain.
Instead, he spoke slowly:
"Just now, you used this hand to desecrate Zao Zao... right?"
At this moment in the school infirmary, Wen Zhi, who briefly occupied this body, was talking to himself.
There was a pool of blood on the table, and the blood flowed down the edge, dripping drop by drop onto the clean floor of the school infirmary.
When Wen Helin regained control of his body, the man quickly pulled out the scalpel. He raised his injured hand, looked at his left palm with a bloody hole, and sneered meaningfully.
"That's all you have."
After saying that, Wen Helin stood up, but the moment he turned around, this person seemed to suddenly think of something.
He looked at his left hand, thought and thought, and finally walked slowly to the medical equipment on the side and bandaged his hand with a "severe injury" bandage.
After that, Wen Helin, who was learning on the spot, was very satisfied with his medical skills.
He felt that his injury would at least last until the next time he met Zao Zao.
…
Linghe Community, Building 7, Floor 17.
On the viewing balcony.
"Brother, look, there are so many stars tonight!"
After two glasses of cocktail, Jiang Shi was already feeling dizzy.
He raised his hand and pointed at the stars in the sky, his eyes shining brightly, completely unaware that the people around him were staring at him with their eyes fixed on him.
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