reverse capture

I just felt that the place where the forearm was touching seemed to be jumping, and then the skin was electrified, Wei Ling shrank his shoulders, and looked up at Wen Zhuo in horror.

Wen Zhuo was also stunned there, his unwavering eyes suddenly trembled, Wei Ling could feel that Wen Zhuo's whole body tensed up, he was nervous.

Wei Ling wanted to look away, but there seemed to be another more turbulent and crazy world in Wen Zhuo's eyes, which was obviously dangerous, but Wei Ling was attracted by this sense of mystery that was enough to destroy him.

Immediately afterwards... the previous feeling that everything in the world has become infinitely microscopic reappeared without warning...

"Wei Ling... what's wrong with you, Wei Ling?"

Wen Zhuo's voice was clear and clear, flowing along the auditory nerves in Wei Ling's mind, and suddenly collapsed.

Wei Ling raised his chin, and his breath was suppressed in his throat.

He looked at Wen Zhuo's eyes in rapt attention, it was like an endless sea of ​​dark colored glass, with layers of luminous luster between the slight undulations...

Wen Zhuo hugged Wei Ling into his arms, and patted his face: "Wei Ling! I'm sorry...I'm sorry that I couldn't control it...Hurry up and get back to your senses!"

He only saw a faint golden gleam in Wei Ling's dazed eyes, and he suddenly clasped Wen Zhuo's wrist, and without knowing where the strength came from, he suddenly turned over and pressed Wen Zhuo down.

The strength was so great that Wen Zhuo didn't even react.

Wen Shuan's hair swept across the pillow, revealing a smooth forehead.

Wei Ling, who was suppressing him, had already entered another state.

Against the light, Wei Ling showed absolute control all over his body, and raised his brows.

It was just a small movement that existed in an instant, but in Wen Zhuo's eyes, it was slow and clear enough to kill him.

Because Wen Zhuo's heart was beating as if it was about to leave his body, shouting - you are mine!

You can't capture anyone else like this except me!

Wei Ling lowered his head, looked at Wen Zhuo, his fingers pinched Wen Zhuo's wrist bone and made a slight sound.

"Wei Ling, don't look into my eyes again! Don't look! I shouldn't have trapped you first...Calm down, calm down! You haven't learned how to reverse capture, you will..."

But Wei Ling stared persistently at Wen Zhuo's eyes.

Wen Zhuo turned his face to the side and closed his eyes. Something fell, and followed him persistently. It was supposed to hit Wen Zhuo's nose, but because Wen Zhuo avoided it, it landed on his cheek.

The soft touch at that moment made Wen Zhuo's spine tense, Wei Ling was dazed but reckless, and Wen Zhuo's string broke instantly.

Wen Zhuo gained momentum, and suddenly twisted Wei Ling's hands behind his back.

Wen Zhuo gritted his teeth to resist Wei Ling's mental capture of him. When Wei Ling looked into Wen Zhuo's eyes, Wei Ling felt a counterattack from his gaze. The desire to survive made him struggle subconsciously. His limbs were stretched out of his control, he couldn't bear the force, and his body bent backwards.

Wen Zhuo supported the back of his head with one hand, and clasped his spine with the other, for fear that he would not be able to bear the pressure and break it.

Wen Zhuo turned his face away, lowered his voice and said, "Stop... Trust me, I won't hurt you anymore... Trust me..."

At that moment, Wei Ling suddenly sat up, the cold air made him sneezed.

He looked around and realized that he was back in the university dormitory!

so cold!How can it be so cold?

The fuzzy memory became clear—this was the winter vacation in his junior year, and the heating in the dormitory was turned off!

At that time, Wen Zhuo, who had just returned from sick leave, had just caught up with the progress of his junior year. After he recovered from his illness, he cut off contact with his family, and naturally he would not go home during the winter vacation.

But if Wei Ling didn't go home, his mother, Ms. Rong Lan, would come to the school crying to find him, so he bought a plane ticket to go back near the end of the year. The price was expensive, but he still secretly bought a ticket for Wenzhuo .

He just wanted to use these few days to persuade Wen Zhuo to go home with him for the New Year.

"Xiaojiu...Wen Xiaojiu, are you asleep...I'm so cold..."

Wei Ling remembered that Wen Zhuo's answer should be "go back early when it's cold".

But Wen Zhuo sat up and climbed down from the bunk.

Wei Ling thought he was going to the bathroom, but unexpectedly he walked to Wei Ling's bed, reached into the quilt, and grabbed Wei Ling's feet.

Wen Zhuo's palm was warmer than Wei Ling imagined, not at all like the temperature of staying in an unheated dormitory.

"Want me to sleep with you?"

"Ah? You accompany me? Okay! It's too cold! It's useless to cover two quilts! I covered the down jacket..."

Wen Zhuo flipped over neatly, lifted the quilt and lay down.

Wei Ling hadn't had time to sigh, "it's warmer if two of you sleep together", before he was embraced by the other party.

"Xiaojiu? Wen Xiaojiu? What's wrong with you?"

Wei Ling found it strange that Wen Zhuo was willing to sleep with him, probably because he was too cold, but he still hugged Wei Ling... It was a bit weird.

And Wen Zhuo was warm, even hot.

With this body temperature, he shouldn't be afraid of the cold at all.

"Wei Ling, it will cost a lot to seek warmth from me."

"Huh? What?"

Wen Zhuo's fingers lightly fiddled with Wei Ling's messy hair.

"So soft."

"Nonsense... I didn't cut my hair this month, I'll just cut it off when summer comes..."

"Don't cut it, it's fine as it is."

Wen Zhuo kept holding Wei Ling in his arms, as long as Wei Ling leaned towards the wall, Wen Zhuo would immediately approach.

He turned his face sideways, touched Wei Ling with the tip of his nose several times, every time he seemed to want to kiss...

Wei Ling avoided it every time, but Wen Zhuo's temptation became more obvious every time!

This kind of temptation was gradually becoming stronger, he pinched the back of Wei Ling's head, and no longer let him dodge.

Wei Ling's back was drenched with sweat.

Something is wrong!This is not right!

not like this!Wen Zhuo should have told him to go home, but after they had a quarrel, he went to the airport angrily... Then he forgot to bring his ID card... so he had to bite the bullet and ask Wen Zhuo to send him there...

"I'm going to the bathroom!"

Wei Ling sat up abruptly, but was grabbed by Wen Zhuo.

His strength was so great that Wei Ling moved his wrist, but couldn't break free at all.

"Put on the down jacket."

"I wear it! I wear it!"

Wei Ling put on his down jacket, went straight to the bathroom, closed the door, his heart was beating wildly.

what should I do?

what should I do?

"How long will you be out?"

Wen Zhuo's voice sounded through the door, startling Wei Ling almost out of his wits.

Wei Ling opened the window and got out. Fortunately, this was the third floor, and he slid directly down the water pipe. He ran all the way to the dormitory management office.

"Mr. Dorm! Are you asleep, Mr. Dorm?"

Wei Ling didn't dare to knock on the door too loudly, but no one answered after he shouted for a long time.

Forget it, climb the wall and get out!Find a hostel outside for just one night!

Just as Wei Ling made up his mind, he heard a cold voice behind him that made his heart palpitate.

"Aren't you going to the toilet? Why did you run out?"

Wen Zhuo was standing there without a coat, just a set of thin pajamas.

His eyes were extremely cold to hot.

"me……"

Wei Ling couldn't even speak.

"Are you wondering why the dormitory teacher is not here?"

Wen Zhuo took a step forward, and Wei Ling backed away until his back was pressed against the wall of the dormitory.

"Because in this world, except for you, everyone else is superfluous."

Wen Zhuo supported Wei Ling's side with his hands, this posture was full of isolation.

"Wen Zhuo... What's wrong with you, Wen Zhuo? You..."

"Because that's who I really am."

Wei Ling quickly sank down, trying to slip out from under the opponent's arm, but unexpectedly, Wen Zhuo lowered his center of gravity in an instant and stopped him firmly.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Zhuo bumped into him, it was a crazy and powerful suppression, like a flood, Wei Ling had no power to resist.

He was about to lack oxygen, his toes were suspended and could not touch the ground, and he felt that he would be killed by the opponent, until a cold and restrained voice repeated in his ear: "Stop Wei Ling...stop. I I won't hurt you, I won't... Be quiet, believe me, I'll take you out of that world. That's Angela's world..."

Wei Ling slowly gave up struggling, and his mood became calm.

He felt that someone had taken him away, and a warm and soft force wrapped him up.

"Go to sleep, just fall asleep, you won't remember when you wake up tomorrow."

In a daze, Wei Ling seemed to see Wen Zhuo sitting next to him, gently stroking his forehead, and coaxing him to sleep.

Then something fell gently on his lips.

"Good night, Wei Ling."

Wen Zhuo lowered his head and let out a deep breath.

There was another voice in his head that had long since disappeared.

"You liar. What is 'Angela's World'? It's obviously your world."

Wen Zhuo frowned tightly, not responding to the voice in his head.

"That day, you deliberately pissed him off coldly, because you knew what you would do when there were only the two of you left in the whole building."

Wen Zhuo covered Wei Ling with a quilt and walked out of the room.

"Why didn't you tell him, what did you do when you slept on his pillow after he left with his suitcase that day? Did you think that if everything was washed, it wouldn't exist?"

Wen Zhuo came to the terrace, sat wearily, and lit a cigarette.

"He can occasionally use his abilities. I will teach him how to resist your capture." Wen Zhuo closed his eyes and gently exhaled smoke rings.

Angela's laughter still echoed in his mind.

"No, not my 'capture', but your 'capture', because I am so powerful because you want to kill me."

The sky in the distance finally turned a fishy white.

Wei Ling opened his eyes violently due to the frantic alarm ringing from his mobile phone.

He sat up with difficulty, my dear parents...what's the matter...

Arm hurts...neck hurts...back hurts...

Is this a stiff neck?

Wei Ling slapped his head. He remembered that last night he and Wen Zhuo were sitting side by side in a scumbag game. Where was Wen Zhuo?

Turning around, the pillow that Wen Zhuo was leaning on had been taken away.

Wei Ling lifted the quilt, searched for a long time on the carpet with his toes, and finally hooked up the slippers.

"Hey...I didn't wear this pajamas yesterday..."

What happened yesterday?

Wei Ling only remembered the naive conversation between him and Wen Zhuo about "thigh hugging", why suddenly... suddenly it was morning?

When he came to the bathroom, Wei Ling lowered his head while holding a toothbrush, and tilted his neck: "Hiss..."

There were mottled marks on his neck, and he couldn't help shouting: "Wen Xiaojiu——Wen Xiaojiu!"

At this moment, Wen Zhuo, dressed in a neat suit, appeared at the door of the bathroom, and asked lightly, "What's wrong?"

Wei Ling pinched his own neck with his hands: "Look at these fingerprints on my neck! What did you do? Could it be... Are you fucking trying to strangle me?"

Wen Zhuo looked at Wei Ling for two seconds: "I just held back so I didn't strangle you to death."

Wei Ling smashed his mouth, what's the matter, his mouth was numb everywhere, Wei Ling opened his mouth in front of the mirror, his taste buds were numb, he couldn't even feel the mint flavor of toothpaste.

I always feel that something extraordinary happened after playing the game last night.

Either he was struck by lightning, or Wen Zhuo definitely beat him up.

He fished up the pajamas, and he was taken aback. He bent down and studied it carefully, what the hell is this?

This is pinched by someone!Such a heavy hand!

Wei Ling covered his face with a towel and came to the dining room. Breakfast was already set on the table.

The sandwich contains tomato slices, soft fried eggs, cheese, and a glass of milk.

Wen Zhuo just sat on the opposite side of him, with the same breakfast in front of him.

Wei Ling's pair of tricks searched everywhere like searchlights.

He pretended to go to the kitchen.

"Where are you going? Breakfast is on the table."

"It's a sandwich again... On the first day of school, can't you give me some noodles..."

Wei Ling walked to the trash can, and Wen Zhuo suddenly got up.

"Wei Ling."

Wen Zhuo reached out to pull Wei Ling over, but Wei Ling had already opened the trash can, and inside was his pajamas from last night, which had been torn.

"what happened?"

"You tore my clothes again, strangled my neck again, and kicked me, right?"

"I didn't strangle you."

"Then what is this?" Wei Ling raised his chin, pointing to a mark on the left side of his neck and four marks on the right side. Do you think I haven't read the crime scene investigation?

Isn't this a proper five-fingerprint?

"It wasn't pinched out."

"How did that come about?"

Is it possible that playing games is not fun, and you still hit me?

Wei Ling just talked nonsense. He knew that Wen Zhuo couldn't beat him, so he wanted to make him a scapegoat, so that the matter of being forced to attend classes at the beginning of school would cool down.

"Okay, Wei Ling, let me ask you, if you think I pinched you, then let me tell you the consequences of being pinched by me."

Wen Zhuo casually picked up the apple on the table, without even frowning, the apple residue scattered away with a "click", and a smear of it landed on Wei Ling's face.

"The result of being kicked by me and being kicked by me is like this."

Wen Zhuo's toes easily hooked the solid wood chair that weighed several kilograms, and then kicked towards the gate, and the solid wood chair flew out!

Attention, it flew out!

It slammed hard on the metal gate, making a loud noise, which scared Wei Ling almost to the point where he fell down.

The solid wooden chair fell to pieces.

"Do you still want to discuss with me whether I choked you or kicked you or kicked you?"

Wen Zhuo looked into Wei Ling's eyes and asked.

"No... what I want to discuss with you now is... how much is that chair?"

If Wen Zhuo really choked him, kicked him, and kicked him, he should be in the intensive care unit now, either in the ICU or in the orthopedic department...

And indeed, I really didn't offend Wen Zhuo.

Where did these things come from on his body... Wei Ling looked inside the clothes again, and those marks disappeared, as if he had healed himself.

what happened?Could it be that what he saw when he woke up in the morning was an illusion?Or is there a temporary allergy caused by some reason?

This time, I want to say that there is no evidence that Wen Zhuo beat him up...

Wei Ling carefully bypassed the low-pressure Professor Wen, and was about to go back to the dining table to have a good breakfast.

"Be careful."

When Wen Zhuo's hand reached out, Wei Ling subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Wen Zhuo immediately hugged him with one hand, and Wei Ling realized that what he almost stepped on just now was a piece of wood.

Wen Zhuo put him down, and Wei Ling sat on his seat with his head down, eating obediently.

"Last night, I did do something bad to you."

When Wei Ling heard this, he was stunned.

What about when Wenzhuo admits that he is not good?

"Because the activity of Angela in my body has increased, and you are my most important person, so I have some abilities when facing you, and I have no way to control myself."

Wei Ling was stunned for a moment, and the words "you are my most important person" made his eyes feel hot all of a sudden.

"If you're afraid of me, there's nothing I can do. But I won't hand you over to anyone else."

"Warm the wine."

Wei Ling put down the sandwich in his hand.

"what?"

"If I'm really your most important person...then no matter what problems or results there are in the future, I want to bear them with you."

Although I don't know what Wen Zhuo did when he lost control, but his arms and legs are still there, which means it's not really out of control.

Wei Ling lowered his head and took a big bite of the sandwich.

After a long time, Wen Zhuo on the opposite side said: "Okay."

"Thank you for eating with me. Lian Yu told me, actually, you hybrids don't eat these things very much, because they are not nutritious enough. What do you eat?"

Wen Zhuo took out a small box from his pocket, opened it, and inside were neatly arranged cigarettes and a small potion.

"This is a hybrid universal nutrient, one can last for a month."

"Then what if there is no nutritional supplement and you can't get enough to eat?"

"Do you remember those corpses at the Joint Testing and Laboratory Center?"

Wei Ling suddenly realized: "You all have to find a way to get nutrients from other places?"

"Yes. So it's better not to have such a situation."

"You should eat more sandwiches! Even if it's a drop in the bucket, fly legs are still meat, right?"

"Wei Ling, do you still remember the winter vacation in your junior year, you didn't go home?"

"Ah... the matter of junior year... I seem to have an impression..." Wei Ling pressed his head, as if his memory was recovering, he remembered that incident.

"Why didn't you go back earlier?"

"Ah, because you don't go home, I'll stay with you in the dormitory."

"Didn't you leave later?" Wen Zhuo lowered his head to eat.

"Then do you remember that you came to the airport to give me my ID card?" Wei Ling asked with a smile.

"Remember. You are not a forgetful person, but you didn't remember to bring your ID card that day."

"Stupid, it's just to let you send me to the airport. I bought your ticket and wanted you to go home with me, but when you came, your face was as cold as a popsicle. Aren't we in a cold war? So As soon as I saw you, I was scared and didn't say anything."

It was already a thing of the past, and when he fell asleep and suddenly recalled it, Wei Ling felt that he could tell Wen Zhuo calmly.

"Then why are we in a cold war?" Wen Zhuo asked again.

"I kindly stayed with you, but the heating was turned off. I called for cold, and you just said 'go home when it's cold'." Wei Ling deliberately imitated Wen Zhuo's tone.

"I didn't have a cold war with you."

"I know, you will always be in a frozen state. It's my unilateral cold war." Wei Ling rolled his eyes in his heart.

For someone like you, you deserve to be single forever!

"What should I have said at the time?" Wen Zhuo raised his eyes, looking quite serious.

"You should care about me, for example, give me your quilt!"

"I want to cover it too." Wen Zhuo replied.

"Fill a hot water bottle?"

"No."

"Then come and sleep with me! It's okay! We can make three quilts, brother!"

"Oh."

Suddenly, a certain image flashed in Wei Ling's mind, and just when fear emerged in his heart, Wen Zhuo said, "I don't want to have a cold war with you."

"what?"

"So you obediently follow me to class."

I reject!I have 1 rejections!I choose to fight with you!

It was the first day of school today, and Wen Zhuo still drove his low-key car.

This is also the first time that Wei Ling has seen a university in Xincheng, and it is said that it is the first university in the "light year" of Xincheng - United University of Science and Technology.

Since it is called "joint", it is a multinational joint school.

The students who can study here are the top students from all over the world, and Wen Zhuo is a professor here, which shows Wen Zhuo's status in the academic world.

Wei Ling had nothing to complain about, after all, he had never thought about taking an academic path.

On the contrary, the scale of this university of science and technology is indeed very large, and it cannot be seen at a glance.

As soon as Wen Zhuo's car drove in, many students and faculty members recognized him.

"Hi Professor Wen."

"Professor Wen!"

In order to see the scenery outside the window, Wei Ling opened the car window wide, and the students passing by were stunned when they saw Wen Zhuo's side face clearly.

"Could I have read it wrong? Professor Wen actually rolled down the window?"

"I see! There seems to be someone in the professor's car?"

"It's like the iron tree is blooming! Can you see who is in the professor's car? Is it Lian Yu or He Lian?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case. I only paid attention to Professor Wen, not his co-pilot!"

The car drove into a section of the boulevard, Wei Ling closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the grass and trees. In fact, there is nothing wrong with going back to school. After all, most of Wei Ling's memories are still in the year of the [-]th and [-]th couples. It is a life that fits his mentality.

Wen Zhuo first took Wei Ling to the Academic Affairs Office to go through the formalities, and Wei Ling finally confirmed his identity as a "visiting scholar", not Wen Zhuo's student.

Just after signing, Wen Zhuo received an emergency call, asking him to have an emergency video conference with the United Center in the principal's office, and he can be connected simultaneously in the principal's office.