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Wen Zhuo was very close to him.

Wei Ling couldn't see anything else at all, and was attracted by Wen Zhuo's eyes.

"Eat." Wen Zhuo said again.

I really can't put it on now!

"Oh..." Wei Ling sat up slowly, in order to make himself look very normal.

He wasn't embarrassed at all, he just had a thick skin, who would have thought about not asking him the phrase "I like you"!

Wen Zhuo pushed away the folding table at the head of the bed and put the dinner plate on it.

Wei Ling swallowed, scooped up a spoonful of rice and put it into his mouth.

The empty feeling in the stomach was relieved immediately.

His mind was completely on Wen Zhuo, he didn't dare to look at him anymore, he could only prick up his ears to hear what Wen Zhuo was doing now.

Wen Zhuo didn't seem to be disgusted with his confession at all, so he sat sideways beside him.

Wei Ling deliberately bent his knees and pretended to lean against the other party casually.

When he came into contact with Wen Zhuo before, Wei Ling didn't think there was anything wrong with them. Who would want them to be old classmates for so many years, and they had a life-threatening friendship? won't break his leg.

But now, he bumped into each other so lightly, and Wen Zhuo didn't intend to avoid it, Wei Ling felt happy in his heart.

It's the kind of joy that jumps from toes to hair.

He was so full of warmth that he didn't even know the taste of what he was eating.

Until he brought his mouth to the edge of the bowl of tomato and egg soup, Wen Zhuo suddenly reached out to hold the bowl, and Wei Ling's lips stuck to the other's index finger suddenly.

At that moment, his heart rose to his throat, and he had never been so worried that Wen Zhuo would dislike him like this moment.

However, Wen Zhuo's fingers turned up slightly, as if deliberately pressing harder on Wei Ling's lips.

"Are you stupid, can't you see that the soup is still steaming?"

"Ah, oh..." Wei Ling stepped back.

Wen Zhuo took the soup bowl over, lowered his eyebrows, and blew gently.

Wei Ling was in a hurry, as if his heart had turned into that bowl of soup, and every breath of Wen Zhuo's breath blew his heart into layers.

He even ate the green peppers in the fried pork with green peppers. He just thought that Wenzhuo was so good to him, so he wanted to ask the other party like a monster, "I said I like you, do you like me?"

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed desperately.

It seems that all his courage has been used up on the phrase "I like you", and it is estimated that he will not be able to accumulate his courage value for decades.

He doesn't look like a man at all!

"Drink it, it's cold."

Wen Zhuo put the soup in front of him.

Wei Ling's heartbeat is amazing, this is not a bowl of soup, this is the soup that Wen Zhuo blew cold for him, every time Wei Ling takes a sip, he imagines that Wen Zhuo's breath blows away the soup, making those tomatoes rippling, The blow made the egg tremble slightly up and down.

After the meal, the room was so small that Wei Ling could clearly feel Wen Zhuo's presence.

"That... Yetong, is he alright?"

"Yetong is fine." Wen Zhuo replied.

"Ah! What about Professor Yang? He Gong! And Ye Yu!" Wei Ling became anxious.

Wen Zhuo touched his forehead, "Don't worry. He Lian and Lian Yu successfully rescued Professor Yang and Ye Yu, and captured the 'Master'. This time, I personally 'closed' the brain of the Master. Give Kraven a chance to connect with the 'Master'."

"Great, I'm going to try this time..."

"Do you want to read the brain of 'Master'?" Wen Zhuo asked.

"No no no, I never liked doing reading comprehension questions when I was a kid. I like something a little more creative! I want to try it out with 'Master'...to try a guess I made a long time ago on the moon. "Wei Ling looked at Wen Zhuo with unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

The lighting in the room is not bright, it is a kind of dim and subdued color.

Wen Zhuo's stern facial features became very gentle.

The more Wei Ling looked at her, the more she wanted to kiss him, to feel his warmth.

His throat became dry, and he suddenly remembered that after he confessed, Wen Zhuo...Wen Zhuo seemed to have kissed him!

So, that's why Wen Zhuo likes him?

Wen Xiaojiu likes him?

Wei Ling felt that he was going crazy, Wen Zhuo's kiss was too powerful, it was not an illusion!

"What are you thinking?" Wen Zhuo asked.

"I...I was wondering if you kissed me..."

Suddenly, Wei Ling felt his courage doubled, and the kiss in his memory was like Popeye's spinach, making him full of confidence.

"Yeah." Wen Zhuo replied.

Wei Ling felt that the whole room suddenly lit up.

Wen Zhuo put away the dinner plate and put the folding table back.

Now there is no barrier between them.

Wei Ling's heartbeat was so loud that he had never jumped so fast when the spaceship was in the sky.

Wen Zhuo propped one hand on the edge of the bed, and the other propped on Wei Ling's other side, obviously not leaning up, but Wei Ling felt as if he was surrounded by the other party, unable to go anywhere.

He looked at Wei Ling, his seemingly calm eyes were sparkling with fire, which would make the black glass sea that had been silent for many years boil and burn at any time.

Wei Ling subconsciously stepped back a little.

Wen Zhuo stepped forward.

Wei Ling wanted to back up again, only to realize that his back was already against the corner of the wall.

"Then do you still like me now?" Wen Zhuo asked.

Wei Ling swallowed, and found that his vocal cords didn't belong to him, and he couldn't even straighten his tongue.

"Like...like..."

His face turned red all of a sudden, as if he was about to burn.

After living for so many years, he still blushed once.

Wen Zhuo's arms seemed to be drawn closer and closer.

"It's not because I saved you at that time, right?"

The "right?" was lighter than usual, but it was low, and there was even a well-hidden tremor.

It seemed that Wen Zhuo was uneasy, he was worried that Wei Ling's "I like you" was just blurted out in the most critical situation.

Just like a big dream, once Wei Ling wakes up at this moment, Wen Zhuo's dream will also wake up.

"I like... I like you so much now."

The room was so quiet that only Wei Ling's voice was left, and Wen Zhuo's heart beating suddenly.

Wei Ling didn't want to lie, nor did he want to cover up, when Wen Zhuo asked him, he wanted him to know.

Something touched his lips, like a temptation.

It was the most special touch Wei Ling had ever experienced, restrained but full of unbridled desire.

Wei Ling's breath was held in his throat, his shoulders shrugged, and all his feelings were concentrated on the place where Wen Zhuo lightly touched.

Wei Ling wanted to respond, so he lifted his chin slightly, and Wen Zhuo had already distanced himself.

Wen Zhuo turned his face sideways, looking at Wei Ling's expression.

When he found that Wei Ling wanted to respond to him, his nerves were aroused, and all his desires were instantly broken.

He kissed her suddenly.

It was a kiss several times harder than before, as if to dedicate all the blood in the dry heart, to deliver all the enthusiasm and madness.

All of Wei Ling's blood rushed to his heart, as if it was about to burst.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Wei Ling stepped back as if he had done something bad, but Wen Zhuo didn't let him go, and the kiss turned him upside down, like a fool.

"Professor Wen, are you there?" It was the person who delivered the meal before.

Wen Zhuo let go of Wei Ling, and he leaned on Wei Ling's forehead, slowly adjusting his breathing.

"I'm here."

His voice is cold, but his breath is very warm.

The whole small room is like a stuffy pot that has been roasted on the stove.

Wei Ling was still at a loss, his mouth was numb and he didn't feel anything.

Wen Zhuo looked at Wei Ling, his eyes were full of moisture, and he subconsciously pursed his lips, as if he was still confirming whether Wen Zhuo really kissed him just now.

Wen Zhuo's adjusted breathing became disordered again, he lowered his head, turned his face and kissed her again, Wei Ling was startled, Wen Zhuo stood up, took two steps back, turned around and opened the door.

"Professor, I'm here to clear the tray."

Wen Zhuo nodded and handed the plate to the other party.

"Also, Captain Fang asked me to remind you that there will be no hot water in the base at ten o'clock in the evening."

"Thanks for reminding."

The other party closed the door and left.

And the moment Wen Zhuo turned around, Wei Ling shrank back again.

"Did I scare you? Or are you unwilling?" Wen Zhuo asked.

Wei Ling's heart trembled when he met Wen Zhuo's gaze.

That is waiting for warm eyes in solitude.

Many, many years ago, Wen Zhuo was sitting under the hospital building, and after being made a fuss by his parents, he used to look into the distance with such eyes.

Wei Ling will always remember Wen Zhuo at that time, he really wanted to hug him tightly, and said to him, don't look so far away, look at me beside you, okay?

"You didn't scare me... I'm... willing..."

For the last three words, Wei Ling's voice was as soft as a mosquito buzzing.

"What?" Wenzhuo stood there and asked.

Wei Ling knew Wen Zhuo's character, he didn't seem to force anything, because the higher the expectation, the greater the hurt.

In this case, don't be tempted easily, don't pay easily, and you won't be disappointed.

"I said I would!" Wei Ling raised his head and looked straight into Wen Zhuo's eyes.

Wen Zhuo's expression didn't change, but Wei Ling could faintly see...unspeakable joy in his eyes.

He came over and smiled.

A very shallow smile, but it took Wei Ling's mind away.

"Where did you learn it?"

"What?" Wen Zhuo asked.

"You kissed so hard just now, where did you learn it!"

Wei Ling thought to himself, even if I don't know how to do it, you have mastered it!

It seems that the past eight years have been more colorful than I imagined!

"I haven't learned it."

Wen Zhuo never lied, if he said he hadn't learned it, he hadn't learned it.

Self-taught, with such a high level of skill, Wei Ling was even more upset.

"You are so good if you haven't studied it before! This is the talent in reading and learning, and you can also have talent in other places?" Wei Ling turned his face and said again, "Then...then you do it again."

"What?" Wen Zhuo moved closer, he turned his face, and put his ear to Wei Ling's lips, maybe he really didn't hear what Wei Ling said, or because Wei Ling's words were vague.

Wei Ling lowered his head, and what he saw from this angle was Wen Zhuo's ear.

Really...Wen Xiaojiu looks good everywhere, even her ears are beautiful.

Wei Ling realized that he had watched so many messy things before, but at this moment, it was useless in front of Wen Zhuo.

Wei Ling smiled, and deliberately blew into Wen Zhuo's ear, but just as Wen Zhuo was about to back away, Wei Ling held him down.

"I said...you kissed me just now, and I...it's like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, before I taste it...it's gone."

Wen Zhuo raised his eyes, and saw Wei Ling's eyes were crooked, and the corners of his mouth were curled into a smirk.

He immediately hugged Wei Ling.

"Oh! You looked at me like that, and I told you I like you!"

Wei Ling finally understood a sentence, which is called "self-inflicted evil, you can't live"!

His bones were about to be torn apart by Wen Zhuo!

"I'm going to fall! Don't...don't!"

"not me……"

"There is no hot water at ten o'clock! There is no hot water!"

Wei Ling yelled, Wen Zhuo supported him and looked at him, his hair was hanging down, and the deep sea in his eyes was about to collapse.

And Wei Ling realized that he had been overwhelmed by him a long time ago.

"I won't regret it."

Wei Ling gently tugged at the collar of Wen Zhuo's suit. Every time he wore a suit, he was meticulous, only at this moment, it was very messy.

Wen Zhuo still looked at him, as if no matter what Wei Ling said, he would not be satisfied.

"I won't regret it in the future."

Wen Zhuo lowered his eyes with a helpless expression.

It's like... Wei Ling's liking is far from what Wen Zhuo wants.

"Go take a shower, you've been tired for a long time."

Wen Zhuo sat up sideways and pulled Wei Ling up.

There are no individual bathrooms here, but communal ones.

They came to this base temporarily and didn't bring anything with them, but Wen Zhuo still prepared clean clothes for him. Wei Ling looked down and saw that it was a white shirt.

"Hey, the white shirt? Could it be yours?" Wei Ling deliberately moved his head to Wen Zhuo's side.

In fact, he himself felt incredible.

Hey, why did he fall in love with Wen Zhuo?

What's more, he really confessed his love to Wen Zhuo, and Wen Zhuo seems to really like him?

So Wei Ling always wanted to get close to Wen Zhuo, wanting to see his reaction, whether he really wouldn't reject him, or say "fuck off" in disgust.

"It was left when I came here before."

Wen Zhuo didn't intend to refuse at all, Wei Ling immediately raised his nose and eyes, and put his chin on the opponent's shoulder.

"Then you... didn't you expect it a long time ago, and you want me to wear your clothes?"

Wen Zhuo's throat moved, and he looked away slightly: "Hurry up, or there will really be no hot water."

Wei Ling's chin deliberately arched harder into Wen Zhuo's shoulders. He realized that it was really good for him to have a thick skin. He was dizzy by Wen Zhuo just now, and now he can finally get back on the spot.

"Aren't you going to wash with me?"

Wen Zhuo's lips moved, but he hesitated to speak.

Wei Ling lowered his head, and could feel this guy's whole body being tensed.

He was nervous.

Having known Wen Zhuo for so long, it was the first time Wei Ling saw him nervous.

When Wen Zhuo answered the professor's question for the first time, his voice was steady, and Wei Ling was looking at him with his chin propped up, thinking in his heart, this guy's psychological quality is too good, right?

When the girl confessed his love, he also stood there and said "sorry" lightly.

Later, when he was diagnosed with leukemia, when Wei Ling went to see him, he was also so calm, as if his indifference was not only towards the world, but also towards himself.

But today, when Wen Zhuo saved him, he leaned into his ear and said "I almost lost you".

Wei Ling always thought that the word "lost" didn't exist for Wen Zhuo.

Because Wen Zhuo never thought about "getting" anything.

At that time, there was only a sense of security and the joy of reunion.

But at this moment when it rang again, Wei Ling realized...Wen Zhuo also had fear.

Wei Ling's eyes turned red instantly.

He deliberately said in a relaxed tone: "Do you want to wash together?"

"The bathroom is very small." Wen Zhuo turned his face to the side, and his neck stretched out a strong line. On the one hand, he wanted to avoid Wei Ling, but on the other hand, he wanted to get closer.

Because he approached Wei Ling again, and brought his side neck to Wei Ling's lips.

It was as if he wanted to give himself to Wei Ling.

"No way? How small?"

In fact, Wei Ling didn't want to wash with Wen Zhuo either.

After all...he was still a little embarrassed, and Wen Zhuo's figure must be much better than his own.

After comparing it, Wei Ling reckoned that he would definitely taste it in his heart, and it would hurt his feelings if he tasted it!

Wei Ling opened the shower room and was stunned.

"Is this a shower room, or a standing coffin? It's hard to turn around, isn't it?"

Could it be that there are no fat people here?

"Okay then, I'll go in and wash...how about you?"

"I'm right next to you." Wen Zhuo said.

"That's good. You go first!" Wei Ling made a "please" gesture.

Wen Zhuo didn't say much, stood up, turned his back to Wei Ling and began to unbutton his shirt.

Wei Ling tugged on Wen Zhuo's suit pants, and Wen Zhuo froze, "Why are you turning your back on me! I want to see you untie your tie."

"Why?" Wen Zhuo's voice was a little lower than usual.

"It's pretty." Wei Ling tugged again.

Wen Zhuo turned around, turned his face sideways, did not meet Wei Ling's eyes, hooked his fingers around the tie knot, and untied it.

The moment Wei Ling relaxed, it was like a group of ants were crawling in Wei Ling's heart.

Tickle sadly.

"What's the matter with you, Xiaojiu? Before you came back from get out of class, you always hooked and pulled the tie neatly like this..." Wei Ling deliberately leaned towards the other party, and whispered, "It's very handsome."

Wen Zhuo took off his suit jacket and directly covered Wei Ling's face.

"Ah!" When Wei Ling took off his coat, Wen Zhuo had already entered the shower room.

Why didn't I realize that you are so cute?

Wei Ling looked at Wen Zhuo's suit. Its collar was already covered with dust, and the cuffs were still stained with the blood of a monstrous beast.

This man once came over the thorns and thorns to save him.

Wei Ling's heart softened for a while.

Wen Zhuo turned on the water, and stood under the water without taking off his clothes at all.

The water was very cold, he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Wei Ling tilting his head, smiling and saying "very handsome".

He knew that Wei Ling was deliberately trying to look at him ashamed, and also knew that Wei Ling was heartless, he really wanted to, and wanted Wei Ling to regret testing his bottom line.

No matter how cold the water was, the fire in Wen Zhuo's heart had already burned his limbs and bones. He raised one hand and covered it on the partition of the shower room.

He didn't even dare to use force, he could only restrain himself, because he could easily destroy this layer of barrier.

The sound of water from the next door sounded, and warm water vapor seeped in from the gap under the partition.

"Wen Zhuo, are you still there?" Wei Ling's voice sounded with a slight echo.

"I'm here."

His vocal cords were tense due to depression, and his throat hurt a little when he said these two words.

In fact, since parting with Wei Ling at the moon base, Wen Zhuo no longer knows what pain is.

At this time, under the partition, Wei Ling stretched out half of his feet, his toes turned up.

"hey-hey!"

Wen Zhuo looked down.

Wei Ling's feet were very white, with faint blue blood vessels faintly visible.

Wen Zhuo's hand covering the partition slowly closed into a fist.

"Wen Zhuo? Are you not here?" Wei Ling asked.

"I'm here."

"Then touch me."

Wen Zhuo knew that Wei Ling was sometimes naive.

Sighing, Wen Zhuo lightly touched his toes.

Only then did Wei Ling put his feet back.

"Wenzhuo, it seems that you really like me! You don't dislike my feet!"

"I've never disliked you." Wen Zhuo lowered his head and looked at the gap, as if Wei Ling would still stick his toes over.

"You still don't dislike me? You force me to wash my socks every day!"

"When you come back from playing basketball, you should wash your socks early, otherwise it will breed bacteria." Wen Zhuo replied.

At this time, there were unhurried mocking sounds from outside the shower room.

"I said... Do you want to show like this after you take a shower?"

"Xiao Bingbing! Is that you, Xiao Bingbing!"

As soon as Wei Ling heard Professor Yang's voice, he immediately opened the door of the compartment.

Professor Yang turned around immediately: "Are you addicted to showing others?"

Wei Ling quickly closed the door: "I'm...I'm glad to see that you are safe and sound!"

"Which eye of yours sees me clearly and thinks I'm safe and sound!" Professor Yang snorted.

"I can see you clearly with both eyes! After experiencing Noah's pursuit, you can still take a shower alone indifferently, which shows that you are extremely healthy physically and mentally, and there is no shadow at all. ah!"

Professor Yang sneered: "Why do I have no shadow! You are the biggest shadow in my life."

"Okay, okay, next time I play basketball, I will let you!"

Wei Ling was silent for a while, then whispered, "Thank you."

Professor Yang went to the cubicle on the other side of Wei Ling and said half-jokingly, "Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for the many decisions and sacrifices you made to save me."

This is from the heart.

"Your thank you is really grand!" Professor Yang smiled.

With such a calm smile, Wei Ling couldn't even imagine what Professor Yang went through before He Lian and Lian Yu arrived.

"I prepared an altar in my heart and put your most handsome appearance on it. Every morning when I wake up and before I go to bed at night, I will..."

"Stop, stop, I'm not dead yet." Professor Yang knocked on the partition.

It was almost ten o'clock, Wei Ling came out after washing, his whole body was wet, Wen Zhuo covered his head with a towel, and wiped his hair.