On the special skills of getting to the same table

Chapter 31

Wei Shengxun raised his finger and pointed to the trash can beside Wen Jin, and looked in the direction of Wei Shengxun's finger.

I saw a familiar toothbrush lying quietly in the trash can, with the sticker facing down, and I couldn't see the name written on it.

It also happened to block Wen Jin's sight, not knowing that the toothbrush that fell inside was not his, but Wei Shengxun's own.

"Don't like it?" The tone was a bit stiff and jerky, obviously adding an extra "do" would make the meaning less cold, but to the ears of others, it may be because of reluctance in the heart, or it has become a habit of reticence for many years. Habit.

Wen Jin put the bristles under the running faucet to rinse, took toothpaste with the other hand, squeezed a fingernail of toothpaste to cover the bristles, "It's okay, it's all the same, no one else can see it anyway, wait a minute After washing, you can just take a shower, you didn't sit just now, did you sweat a lot today?"

A lot of bubbles squeezed into the narrow mouth, which made the original clear voice mixed with a little dull sound, and the words were unclear.

He was the only voice in the bathroom, and Wei Shengxun listened carefully, so he naturally understood the meaning of the words.The knuckles tapped the midline of the trouser seam slowly, with a low friction heart, expressing the flash of unwillingness in his heart, he bowed his head and said, "Yeah".

Wow spit out the foam in the mouth, a little naughty, lying on the corner of Wen Jin's lips for a long time and refused to leave.

It's like a jar of old wine that has been buried in the ground for many years. Even though the clay that is glowing with age has not been removed, the aroma of the wine has already penetrated through the layer of soil, looming, like a cat's claw, scratching people's hearts. Itchy.

The round lamp above the head cast a cold blue light, reflecting the outline of the young man, as if cut by a knife, with a soft smile, and during this firm and soft back and forth, Wei Shengxun stretched out his hand in a strange way, as if Wiping a glazed incense lamp, helped Wen Jin wipe off the foam from the corners of her lips. The movements were extremely gentle, like the warmth in the spine, which was rarely shown to others.

As if realizing what he was doing, Wei Shengxun wanted to withdraw his hand, but he stopped suddenly and pressed it on Wen Jin's cheek.

He thought in his heart that if he withdrew his hand too quickly, he would look abnormal, so he stopped his movements.

Wen Jin was shocked by this meal. In his eyes, it felt like touching his cheek. Over the years, no one had ever done such intimate actions to him, and his heart was full of panic.

The two of them got a little closer, and they could almost hear each other's heartbeat, "There's something."

Three words, broke the wall of embarrassment built with silence.

Wei Shengxun took off a bit of bamboo shoots from Wen Jin's face and placed them in front of Wen Jin's eyes, as the previous action was to tell him that there was something on his face.

Wei Shengxun relieved his behavioral crisis, but the blush on Wen Jin's face rose again.

From being shy at first, it turned into embarrassment.

The current Weishengxun doesn't know that, although Wen Jin treats others with gentleness and manners in daily life, there are very few things that can make him blush.

How gentle Wen Jin can be is probably the most hot-tempered girl in the class a few days ago, when Wen Jin asked questions, she could finish her conversation in a pleasant manner.

In the eyes of Wen Jin's former classmates, Wen Jin was a person who was stepped on by someone and would apologize to that person.

Although she has excellent academic performance, good looks, and a rich family background, it is difficult for her to take revenge and make people jealous, as if Wen Jin herself should be like that.

There is no perfect person in the world, but in the eyes of others, Wen Jin has always been perfect, and other people's children always talk about him.

"Oh." I poured water into my mouth with a cup, cleaned my toothbrush and cup, rinsed my face with water, and after the towel absorbed the water drops on my face, I hurried to my room with a cane, limping As soon as he turned around, his appearance became a little more hasty.

Wei Shengxun followed Wen Jin three steps away, walking at a leisurely pace, until Wen Jin sat down in the room, then turned around to find clothes to wash.

The reason for leaving these three steps is that if Wen Jin's steps are unsteady, Wei Shengxun can just step forward to help, and secondly, it can also let Wen Jin relieve the redness on his face.

Hearing the sound of Weishengxun leaving and closing the door, Wen Jin picked up the pillow and pushed his head against it, but whispered, "Wen Jin, Wen Jin, what can Weishengxun do to you, what are you doing with such a fast heartbeat? , you are straight in a straight line, how come your thoughts are almost bent into a mosquito coil."

Just finished speaking, Wei Shengxun outside remembered that the mosquito-repellent liquid in Wen Jin's room seemed to be used up, so he went into Wen Jin's room again, but when changing the liquid, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wen Jin's ear tip was also stained A few strands of red.

Taking advantage of the moment when Wei Shengxun went out, Wen Jin seemed to have a spring installed on his body, and sat up in an instant. After taking off his clothes, he turned over and fell asleep, letting the air conditioner under the plaster carving layer hum.

The curtains that hang down to the floor, the hollow part with gauze in the middle penetrates the light outside the window, illuminating a bright embankment on the white wall.

Wei Shengxun in the bathroom, facing the long mirror in front of the sink, brushed back his long hair on his forehead, looking at himself in the mirror, not as cold and indifferent as in the past, revealing those phoenix eyes that are as bright as stars, as indifferent as Ling's lips are slightly hooked up, but the arc is too small to be easily seen, only Wei Shengxun knows his own thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

Since Fang Linshi's death, Wei Shengxun is not very willing to contact people, and he is also confused about his sexual orientation. He feels that he neither likes girls nor boys, but towards Wen Jin, there is always something wrong in his heart. Strange feelings continue to breed.

He felt that he liked Wen Jin a little bit, but he also felt that he might be out of a friend's kind of liking, but today's actions were a bit out of line.

Wen Jin is a person who is not easy to do extraordinary things, and so is Wei Shengxun.

Regardless of his mood, Wei Shengxun felt that he and Wen Jin could be friends, but they could only be friends.

The hand holding the long hair suddenly fell to the side, the powerless long hair covered the eyes, the eyes suddenly changed from light to darkness, and the smile on the corner of the lips also returned to calm, as if the smile just now was undoubtedly a human illusion.

After the stones entered the river and the ripples faded, it was as calm as before.

Walk to the side of the shower, and let the falling water drops wash away the tiredness and fatigue of the day.

The time in the palm depicts not only the lines of the years, but the cocoon tells the suffering of this young man over the years.

"One month." Water drops ran down his cheeks, Wei Shengxun repeated these three words, "One month."