reverse capture

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What?It's fine if you don't smoke, but you want me to light a cigarette for you?

Wei Ling looked unhappy.

In the past, if Wen Xiaojiu made any request, Wei Ling would immediately implement it.

After all, Wen Xiaojiu was such a non-human being, Wei Ling felt honored to be able to make a request.

Probably because Wen Xiaojiu has been taking care of himself too much recently, Wei Ling is a little drifting.

"This kind of lighter is different from that of more than ten years ago. It has no flame, but it can reach a high temperature of [-] degrees in an instant, and the smoke burns very quickly."

Wen Zhuo's explanation successfully caught Wei Ling's attention.

"Hey, let me give it a try."

Wei Ling took the small black iron box, and it bounced off with a light touch, which was very textured.

Since there is no flame, it is not afraid of the wind, Wei Ling only needs to press the trigger button, and watch its top become red hot, and reach out to Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo lowered his head, the tip of the cigarette touched the lighter, Wei Ling's heart trembled for no reason.

Suddenly, a layer of blue fluorescence flooded Wen Zhuo's eyes, and a force clung to Wei Ling's line of sight, rushing into his brain without warning.

"Why do you like Professor Cao so much?"

Wen Zhuo asked Wei Ling's ear.

This sentence is like the password to open a certain door.

At that moment, the memory was automatically retrieved, and Wei Ling couldn't help but recall that day more than ten years ago.

Several figures on the playground were running to pass the ball, and there were students watching the game outside the field.

Wei Ling threw the basketball back to his classmate and casually wiped the sweat off his face.

"Wei Ling, are you not playing?" Li Hongman asked.

"Hit a briquette! Lao Cao is going to play Tang Seng again, so he came to me and nagged me, wanting me to change my past! But I'm not expected to be Monkey King either!"

Wei Ling looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Who wants you to always choose Lao Cao's class to sleep!"

The other students showed gloating expressions.

Wei Ling came to the door of Professor Cao's office with extreme reluctance. The door was ajar, and there seemed to be someone inside.

"I don't care! Shouldn't my son's future be decided by my father! Other people's sons can go out to work and earn money, so why do I have to give him money to study here!"

A rude voice sounded.

"Mr. Wen, that's not what you said... You can't just look at the moment, you have to take a long-term view. Wen Zhuo's academic research ability is very strong, and he is definitely outstanding in this field..." Professor Cao's voice was heard It looks helpless.

He is a scholar, a scholar meets a soldier, it is not clear why.

He is capable of talking about Wei Ling falling asleep, but he is not capable of talking about a rascal.

"Don't fool me! I've already gone to inquire about it a long time ago! Such a mess like Wen Zhuo, what kind of graduate school do you have to go to after finishing university! Get a doctorate! Only after finishing those can you be promising! And there are so many Ph.D. It's not that everyone makes money! I didn't give birth to him to spend money! I let him make money for me to enjoy my life!"

So... this rascal turned out to be Wen Zhuo's father?

Are you right?

Wen Zhuo was in Wei Ling's heart at the time, just like the little dragon girl of the Ancient Tomb School, who had such a rascal father?

Is this a genetic mutation?

Shouldn't the next step be to extort money from Professor Cao?

"Children are the continuation of their parents' lives, how can we simply treat children as..."

"I don't listen to what you say! You are not short of money, so you can't understand the poverty of us people! Anyway, I want to drop Wen Zhuo out of school! I want to take him away! Otherwise, will the school give me pension money? Or you This professor? If no one pays, I will come to the school every day to make trouble! The school will expel him!"

See, it's all about the money.

"You...you...how much do you want? Is it because I gave you the money that you won't bother that child Wenzhuo?"

Wei Ling was stunned for a moment. He knew that Professor Cao was kind-hearted and had no temper, so he picked the soft persimmons, so Wei Ling chose his class to sleep in.

But he didn't expect that Professor Cao was not just kind, but that he planned to pay for it himself in order to let Wenzhuo study hard?

Ouch, Lao Cao, you really don't understand society!Such a scoundrel, you will only feed his appetite more and more!

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That's not too much!Ten thousand a month! "

Wei Ling sprayed it, ten thousand a month is not enough!His monthly living expenses are only 2000 yuan!

"I'm going to get the money!"

What?Lao Cao!You really give it!No no no!

I gave it to the first day of the new year, and returned it to the fifteenth day, month after month, year after year, year after year, this hatred will last forever, I will go!

Wei Ling hurriedly pushed the door open, and said with a bad boy's smile in his pocket, "Professor Cao! I'm here to listen to your teachings!"

After finishing speaking, Wei Ling hooked the chair with his feet and sat down, just in front of Professor Cao.

"Wei Ling, I have something to leave, you should go back first."

Of course, Professor Cao didn't want Wei Ling to know.

"Oh, Professor Cao, I know you won't be able to sleep tonight if you don't educate me! You should go out for a while, I'll wait for you here!" Wei Ling said with a smile.

"You...I have something to do, you..."

Wei Ling raised his head and looked at Professor Cao with clear eyes, implying that he knew everything.

"Go early and come back early! Professor Cao!"

"I'm really..." Professor Cao was already slow in speaking, and he only said a few words back and forth when teaching students.

Wei Ling tilted his head, with an expression of "don't listen, don't listen, bastard fart".

"I said, Lao Cao, when I leave this office, I still know what to say and what not to say. But you are such an innocent professor, no one will testify to you about some things, and you will jump into the Bohai Sea and the Yellow Sea in the future The Pacific Ocean, you can't even clean it."

Wei Ling stood up and said in a low voice.

Professor Cao's tense expression eased a little. He knew that Wei Ling was not a bad student, and he was a righteous person. Apart from relying on his intelligence to go to class and sleep, he was actually not a bad boy.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to be whispering, Wen Zhuo's father yelled, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about! If you don't want to give it, I'll leave!"

"I'm going to get the money now. You wait here."

After Professor Cao left, Wei Ling turned the smart watch on his wrist, put on the earphones and started listening to music.

He closed his eyes, looking very comfortable, but squinted, and saw Wen Zhuo's father Wen Kuo's face from the reflection of Professor Cao's bookcase glass.

In fact, Wen Zhuo's facial features can be seen a bit of his father's shadow, but Wen Zhuo is handsome. His father Wen Kuo is like a fake Xi Shi, no matter how you look at it, his eyes are slanted and his nose is crooked.

"Hey, classmate, your watch looks very fresh!"

"That's the latest model! You can make calls, talk voice, and listen to music. It's more trendy than mobile phones!"

The corners of Wei Ling's eyes and eyebrows are full of pride.

"It shouldn't be cheap for such a thing, right?"

Wen Kuo leaned over, looking very interested.

"Eight thousand! I found someone to line up all night to buy this!"

As Wei Ling spoke, he took off his watch and showed it to Wen Kuo in a showy manner.

Wen Kuo was dumbfounded: "It's just such a small thing, it costs 8000 yuan!"

He looked at it so carefully, he wanted to study thoroughly what was so strange about such a watch, it was so expensive to buy it!

There is unconcealed greed in the eyes.

Wei Ling took the watch over, just as Professor Cao came back, he put the watch on the chair without any hassle.

Professor Cao handed a paper bag to Wen Zhuo's father, and the other party just sat there swaggeringly and took out the red notes for some money.

Professor Cao opened his mouth, with a blushing look on his face.

"Enough counting, see you next month!"

After speaking, Wen Kuo took the envelope and went out.

Professor Cao's face turned red.

"If Wen Zhuo knew that you had thrown your own money into that bottomless pit, he probably wouldn't have stayed in school any longer," Wei Ling said.

"Wei Ling! Don't tell me! You...don't let Wen Zhuo know. That kid has too much self-esteem..."

Wei Ling glanced at the chair he had been sitting on, and the watch he left on the chair was gone.

"Professor Cao, the students will show you what it means to control evil with evil."

Wei Ling touched the tip of his nose and smiled badly.

"what?"

Before Professor Cao recovered, Wei Ling had already walked out of the office.

He stood at the door, pointing at Wen Kuo's proud back: "Catch him! That guy stole my smart watch!"

The voice was loud and echoed in the building.

People in the entire corridor surrounded them.

When Wen Kuo heard this, he immediately ran wildly.

At the end of the corridor, several young and strong male teachers directly blocked Wen Kuo's way.

"I stole from you? You bastard, what are you talking about—" Wen Kuo yelled loudly.

"If you didn't steal it, why did my smart watch disappear? Could it be that Professor Cao stole it?" Wei Ling was so angry that he walked over and pulled the other party's collar up. I search for you!"

Probably thinking of that bag of money, he felt guilty.

"I know my rights! You have no right to search me!"

"The police must have this right! Call the police! Call the police! I bought it after saving for a year of living expenses!"

The more Wen Kuo struggled, the more ghostly he appeared.

The police came soon, and found a smart watch from Wen Kuo's pocket.

In this way, Wei Ling followed the police to take notes.

"Stinky boy! How dare you frame me—"

Wen Kuo suddenly broke free from the restraints and swung his fist towards Wei Ling.

Wei Ling was talking to other police officers, and did not expect Wen Kuo's surprise attack at all.

Just when he thought he must have a bruised nose and swollen face, someone pulled him away, only to hear a crackling sound, Wen Kuo's fist hit Professor Cao's face, his glasses flew far away and cracked against the corner of the wall .

Everyone was stunned, and the police immediately restrained Wen Kuo.

"Smart watches have been found from your pocket! How dare you!"

Professor Cao's cheekbones were blue, Wei Ling was dumbfounded, and was about to step forward, when Professor Cao patted him on the shoulder indifferently, looked at Wen Kuo, and every word he said was resounding.

"I originally thought that you can do whatever you want to mess around with me, but you hurt my students is the last thing I can tolerate. I went to record the transcript with you and pampered him once, and he will only hurt me more lawlessly in the future student!"

Wei Ling stared blankly at Professor Cao's resolute face, as if he was touched by something.

After entering the police station, Wen Kuo refused to admit that he stole the smart watch, and said that even if the smart watch was in his pocket, it did not mean that the watch belonged to Wei Ling.

The policeman was helpless: "You know that since this watch is smart, it can recognize its owner!"

Wei Ling performed in front of Wen Kuo what is called "fingerprint smart unlocking".

Wen Kuo became anxious when he saw it: "He put it on the side of the chair by himself! It fell into my pocket by accident!"

"You have to be shameless! My smart watch flew out of the chair and flew into your pocket, right? You are obviously worried that I recorded you with the smart watch to blackmail our professor!"

The police couldn't hear it. There is still something inside this case?

As a result, when the recording in the smart watch is played, don't be too spoiled by the warm and rascal face.

The police officers didn't expect that this guy in front of him would use his own son to blackmail the professor, he was so insane!

Wen Kuo was dumbfounded listening to the recording.

"Not only did you steal! You also blackmailed me? Are you crazy about wanting to go to jail?"

"I... don't bully me for being uneducated! Didn't I just take his broken watch? It's only worth a few dollars! And the professor's money was given to me voluntarily! At worst, I'll return it!"

Wen Kuo became anxious, and he became flustered after being fearless before.

"You call it repayment? This is being caught! First of all, a smart watch is stolen! The market value is about 8000 yuan! It is already in the relatively large range! You can be detained! Then look at your threat of extortion, 1 yuan The amount is huge, three to ten years!"

Wen Kuo was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he acted like a ruffian rolling all over the floor.

Wei Ling knew in his heart that the police were helping them, and it would be very troublesome to really hold Wen Kuo accountable, and the loss outweighed the gain.

Most importantly, if Wen Kuo enters, Wen Zhuo will still be affected.

Wen Zhuo's mother was determined to come to Wen Zhuo crying and crying, and she didn't have a good reputation for Wen Zhuo.

After Wen Kuo had been arguing for most of the afternoon, Wei Ling and Professor Cao sat by the side and drank the tea made by the police. Although it was served in a paper cup, Wei Ling thought it was really fragrant.

"Wei Ling, if you can use the energy you used to deal with Wen Kuo to study, you will definitely..."

"Oh, Lao Cao, it would be nice if a serious student had Wen Zhuo... Everyone has a personality, so we can't all be like Wen Zhuo..."

Wei Lingsheng was afraid that Professor Cao would turn on Tang Monk mode, so he hurriedly laughed.

"You...Actually, you are the student I am more satisfied with than Wen Zhuo..." Professor Cao sighed helplessly.

"You are more satisfied with me?" Wei Ling wondered if his ears were broken.

"Because you are more imaginative and better at finding internal connections from superficial laws. Science is all about bold hypotheses and careful verification."

Professor Cao held the teacup and looked at Wei Ling.

"I also like you Professor Cao the most."

"Why?" Professor Cao smiled.

"Because you protect Wen Zhuo so much."

"So now you want to protect me?"

Professor Cao lightly touched the tip of Wei Ling's nose with a paper cup.

Afterwards, the policeman saw that it was almost time, so he recorded the case for Wen Kuo, told others that Professor Cao reserved his responsibility, and told Wen Kuo not to go to the school to harass the teachers and students.

Wen Kuo, like a quail, had never been to school until Wen Zhuo was diagnosed with leukemia.

When Wei Ling returned to the dormitory that day, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Wen Zhuo packed his things in the dormitory and prepared to go to the study room.

Wei Ling's stomach growled with hunger, and he looked for instant noodles in the cabinet.

"Eat less instant noodles, it's not good for your health." Wen Zhuo said suddenly when he left the dormitory.

Wei Ling, who was unpacking the plastic packaging of instant noodles, was stunned.

No... No... Wen Zhuo obviously doesn't care about these things!

He should have thrown his schoolbag over his shoulders, leaving only his back...

And what Wen Zhuo cared about was the smell of instant noodles that filled the dormitory, not Wei Ling's health.

Suddenly something flooded into Wei Ling's brain!

"Why am I here? I should...should be..."

Wei Ling stepped back step by step, and the whole dormitory became blurred.Everything around seemed to be the colorful traces after being washed by the rain, only Wen Zhuo's figure was still clear.

"Are you reading my memory!"

Wei Ling was startled suddenly.

"Yes. You can wake up now."

Wen Zhuo's voice grabbed Wei Ling's thoughts lightly and pulled him upwards.

When Wei Ling focused again, he realized that he was holding a lighter to light a cigarette for Wen Zhuo, while Wen Zhuo looked sideways at Wei Ling with lowered eyes.

The blue fluorescence in his eyes is dissipating, which is the proof that he has used Angela's ability.

"I grass-"

Wei Ling's shoulder shook and he stepped back.

"Before you read my memory, can you tell me!"

Wen Zhuo lit the cigarette with his finger, and the ash scattered gently.

"You invited me to read your memories in the student cafeteria before, but when you sent out the invitation, it was precisely when your brain was most on guard."

Wen Zhuo paused and continued: "I explained to you that I can read your brain only when you are not firm or alert, right?"

Hearing what he said, Wei Ling understood.

"Remember what I told you, another possible condition for my brain to be read?"

Wen Zhuo held the cigarette between his fingers and took a puff. The smoke ring overflowed from between his lips, making people want to grab it but couldn't.

"What conditions?"

"When you were attracted to me."

Wei Ling never thought about this answer, his mind was as if he had been run over, he could put down a goose egg with his mouth wide open.

Wen Zhuo lowered his head, took another puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly, and turned towards the opposite direction of Wei Ling.

He didn't want the smell of smoke to suffocate Wei Ling.

At this moment, a beautiful line stretched out from his neck.

"I'm not attracted to you...I don't dare...Although I always joked that you are good-looking or something...I really have something to think about you...Should you be dead?"

"You can try it and see if it will die."

Wen Zhuo stood up and extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette.

"No...don't try..."

He is living very well now, why bother playing with fire!

"I just put forward a hypothetical condition, but you have been anxious to explain it. Do you have a guilty conscience?"

"I'm not guilty! You're the one with a guilty conscience!"

Bah, bah, bah, how could Wen Zhuo be a thief, he has always been straightforward, what a guilty conscience!

"I'm guilty. Let's go, go up."

Wen Zhuo turned around, Wei Ling couldn't see his expression.

Wait, Wen Juan is guilty?

What the hell is he guilty of?

Wei Ling, who followed Wen Zhuo up the stairs, suddenly thought of something.

"I said... If I fell asleep, wouldn't I be defenseless? You can watch it if you want?"

"After a person falls asleep, the activity of the brain does not necessarily reflect what is happening in reality. Dreams can only reflect your needs and desires, and most of them are chaotic and unrealistic."

"Oh, it's fine if you don't read it."

Wei Ling couldn't breathe.

Fortunately, Wen Zhuo has no bad habits, and doesn't bother to spy on others.

"What's so interesting? Isn't it just replaying the shitty incident between you and Mahiro Ono."

"...Didn't you say you didn't watch it?"

If you didn't watch it, how would you know what I was dreaming about?

"I really don't look at it." Wen Zhuo turned around and glanced at Wei Ling, "Your expression is enough to guess what is dreaming in your mind."

Uh... that's the look, it's like looking at Wei Ling's socks hidden under the bed.

Really annoying.

Wen Zhuo was a guy who wanted to train Wei Ling all the time.

For example, when going up the stairs, he would coldly signal Wei Ling not to hold on to the handrail, but to walk up by himself.

Although Wei Ling was unwilling, he also knew that the other party was doing it for his own good.

After finally climbing up to the third floor, Wei Ling was already panting.

He swayed and lost his balance, Wen Zhuo beside him supported him, and almost held him in his arms with one hand.

Wenzhuo in college was cold and hard, never caring about other people's affairs.

Now as long as Wei Ling is surrounded by him, Wei Ling will subconsciously become weak.

"Do you know when I admired you the most when I was studying?" Wen Zhuo asked.

"Is there still time for you to admire me? Probably after I fall asleep, I won't disturb you." Wei Ling smiled wryly.

Wen Zhuo lived in a villa before, and Wei Ling didn't have to walk so many stairs to get in and out, but now he's afraid that his legs are shaking badly on the third floor.

"When you were playing basketball. I remember one time you were facing an interception by two guys from the mechanical engineering department, and you took off and shot."

"No? Did you really watch me play basketball?"

Wei Ling felt a little joy in his heart.

"So, I want you to get better as soon as possible. Like before, you can run, jump, and shoot. No one can stop you, no matter how strong your opponent is...you can be invincible."

Wen Zhuo's tone didn't fluctuate, but it made Wei Ling's eyes and heart warm up.

"I also miss myself at that time."

Wei Ling patted the back of Wen Zhuo's hand, then walked up again.

At the end of the stairs, there is a smiling Professor Yang.

"Wei Ling, you also live here with Wen Zhuo?"

Wei Ling smiled and pointed backwards with his thumb: "There is no way, he can't leave me!"

Professor Yang glanced at Wen Zhuo with a cold expression, and said clearly, "Well, that's true."

"Professor Yang, what's the matter?"

"I want to ask you, have you seen the surveillance video sent by Director Zhou?"

"I see. I'll go to your room to talk."

Wei Ling lowered his head and raised his eyebrows.

Professor Yang noticed Wei Ling's small expression, and said, "Let's talk to you. Director Zhou didn't mean to avoid Wei Ling. And there are some things, you'd better let him know. Like this, if you encounter an accident He can be prepared."