reverse capture

When Wen Zhuo leaned in and put one hand on Wei Ling's side and the other on the back of the chair, Wei Ling's soul was about to fly out.

He subconsciously kept backing away, and then he made a mistake that he had made before.

He turned around to unlock the door.

Wen Zhuo watched Wei Ling frantically breaking the door lock for a long time with cold eyes, and when he was about to cry, he grabbed Wei Ling's back.

"It's over!"

This was Wei Ling's only thought.

Everything after that was so neat that Wei Ling couldn't react.

Wei Ling wanted to invade Wenzhuo like he did when he captured Kraven in reverse, but every time he entered Wenzhuo's consciousness, he would find himself back on the back seat.

Infinite loop.

"Where do you want to go? It's dangerous outside."

Wen Zhuo's voice was right next to Wei Ling's ear. It sounded like a voice without any emotion, but Wei Ling felt the storm.

Wei Ling saw deep dark clouds in Wen Zhuo's eyes, layer upon layer, thick enough to cover the whole world, followed by torrential rain, which washed away everything.

Those dilapidated buildings were crumbling in the heavy rain. The monstrosity was crushed by the heavy rain and generally lost consciousness. The SUV was almost torn apart by the impact.

He didn't understand why a person could be extremely gentle and at the same time... extremely cruel.

Wei Ling woke up suddenly at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night.

Just like last night, Wen Zhuo was by his side, holding Wei Ling in his arms.

Wei Ling raised his eyes and found that Wen Zhuo was not asleep at all, but was looking at him.

Wei Ling suddenly realized that Wen Zhuo seldom fell asleep by his side, did he always look at him like this?

Sitting up suddenly, Wei Ling immediately went to check his arms and moved his legs.

No pain anywhere, no broken bones.

Then he looked at Wen Zhuo, the other party's eyes were deep, exactly the same as the Wen Zhuo he saw in the conscious world.

"you you……"

Wei Ling only remembered that before this, he was joking with Wen Zhuo, asking him to show the attractiveness of hybrid.

Wen Zhuo was indeed attracted, but this attraction was fatal.

Wei Ling even thought that he would be killed by Wen Zhuo in that world.

"I said, you don't want to see me like that." Wen Zhuo sat up and gently stroked Wei Ling's sweaty hair.

But Wei Ling trembled subconsciously, and took a step back.

But Wen Zhuo grabbed him and pulled him into her arms.

It was strong and powerful, Wei Ling couldn't resist at all, his hands rested on Wen Zhuo's shoulders.

The temperature and strength of the opponent used to make him feel full of security, but at this moment, what he thought of was the fear that he would be torn apart by the opponent from bone to flesh and blood.

"I said a long time ago that your liking is different from my liking." Wen Zhuo said.

Wei Ling took a deep breath, and when the fear of being destroyed subsided, Wen Zhuo's embrace still made Wei Ling feel attached little by little.

"What you like is that you want to give me the best of you. But I always feel dissatisfied with everything you give me. When I knew how you escaped from Kraven, I was very jealous .”

Wei Ling was stunned, was Wen Zhuo saying that he was jealous?

"The only person you can trap is me." Wen Zhuo's voice was still so calm, but his eyes carried a strength that Wei Ling could hardly bear.

Wei Ling clenched his fists, he found that although he was afraid of such Wen Jue, he couldn't hate it at all.

"You say you like me, I will not be satisfied. Every day you fall asleep in my arms, I will not be satisfied. Even if I can really have you in a way that destroys you, I will not be satisfied. So, when When you say 'you will,' I feel like I'm going crazy."

Wei Ling turned his face to the side and leaned on Wen Zhuo's shoulder.

"Next time...you still want to destroy my words, use a gentler way."

Wen Zhuo paused, and kissed Wei Ling's forehead.

Full of cherishment and nostalgia.

"I thought you were going to freak out."

"Can't you hear my heartbeat almost stopped? Of course I was frightened by you." Wei Ling said, "I have already cried and begged you, why don't you stop?"

"The more you beg me, the more I want to destroy everything." Wen Zhuo replied.

"Then I will hold back from now on, don't cry, don't shed tears, and don't beg you."

"In that case, I will want you to beg me even more, and if you become stubborn, I will be more unable to restrain myself."

Wei Ling suddenly pushed Wen Zhuo.

"Why is this! I can't beg you, and I can't beg you! You just want to bully me to death, right?"

Wen Zhuo just looked at Wei Ling and didn't answer.

"You...you listen carefully, you can only keep those things in your head! If you really do that, I will die!"

"If you don't want me to really do that, then you can come to my world and stay with me."

What Wen Zhuo said was straight-forward, just like a university professor assigning a thesis assignment, it must be done, otherwise there is no hope of graduating.

"That's the same as being dead! Never go again!"

Wei Ling pulled the pillow and said angrily.

The mouth is angry, but the heart beats fast.

It's like a roller coaster, whether it's spinning 720 degrees or breaking your neck, the more dangerous it is, the more nostalgic it will be.

"Of course it's different. With your current situation, in reality, you may be dead in less than 10 minutes. But if you really want to come to my consciousness to accompany me, you can do it many times."

Wei Ling swung his elbow back.

"Fuck you! I'll never go again!"

After a few seconds of silence, Wei Ling suddenly understood something: "Hey! Wenzhuo, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

"What on purpose?" Wen Zhuo's voice still carried the residual heat of that world.

Hearing Wei Ling's heart palpitations.

"Deliberately let me see your...reckless side, so that I won't dare to sneak into your mind again."

"I just thought, what if you can take it?"

"Have you been doing hybrid for too long, and you don't know how much human beings can bear?" Wei Ling was really going crazy.

"It's also possible that you will like it?" Wen Zhuo said again.

Wei Ling's heart seemed to be hooked, the thin surface was pulled up, and the blood was also stirred up. At the moment when the heart was about to burst, Wen Zhuo withdrew his hand.

Clearly knowing that it felt cruel, the fear of being destroyed made Wei Ling tremble.

But Wei Ling couldn't help but think about every minute that made him lose consciousness.

Is there something wrong with me?

"I...wouldn't like it."

Wei Ling tried his best to steady his breathing, for fear that Wen Zhuo might notice something.

Actually... I seem to like it.

Wen Zhuo hugged him again, Wei Ling moved slightly, and Wen Zhuo hugged him even tighter.

"Next time, I'll teach you what I really like." Wei Ling whispered.

"Then teach me now."

Wen Zhuo kissed Wei Ling's soft hair.

"Don't you need to sleep?" Wei Ling asked.

"Can't sleep. I'll keep wondering what you're going to teach me."

Wei Ling's hand clasped Wen Zhuo's arm, and his heartbeat that had calmed down just now seemed to pick up again.

"Then you've been thinking about it."

"I'm here." Wen Zhuo said.

"Hey! I haven't..."

Wei Ling's brain tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to defend, but Wen Zhuo had already succeeded.

Warm drink!I must beat you up!

Wei Ling quickly mobilized his brain to construct the night he wanted Wen Zhuo to see.

In his sophomore year, he just came back from the Internet cafe. After midnight, the school dormitory was closed.

Wei Ling stepped on the tree outside the wall, and climbed up the wall in two or three steps. He remembered that there was a public trash can on the other side of the wall, and he could land smoothly by stepping on that trash can.

But when he sat on the wall, he realized... The trash can had been moved and pushed to the corner of the No. [-] dormitory building.

This is going up but not down!

Wei Ling exhaled, took out his mobile phone and prepared to wake up his sleeping roommate Chen Yikang to meet him.

At this time, Wen Zhuo came out from the shadow under the wall, stood in the moonlight and looked at Wei Ling.

"Come down."

In reality, Wei Ling stepped on Wen Zhuo's outstretched hand and got off the wall.

But here is Wei Ling's world, and he just wants Wen Zhuo to learn the correct way to start a relationship.

Wei Ling smiled, a little cunningly.

"Wen Xiaojiu, tell me the truth, did you remove the trash can?"

Wen Zhuo's footsteps stopped, seeing his reaction, Wei Ling suddenly had a bold guess.

"Did you just wait here for me after you removed the trash can - just want to give me a hug when I come back to climb over the wall?"

Wen Zhuo turned around and looked at Wei Ling. With his usual expression, he replied coldly, "You can sit until dawn."

Wei Ling thought, oh my god, he really hit the spot!

If Wen Zhuo didn't remove the trash can on purpose, according to his personality, he would go back to the dormitory without looking back.

But he turned his head back, which shows that what Wei Ling said just hit Wen Zhuo's careful thought.

oops!Terrible, Wei Ling's little heart jumped wildly, and suddenly thought how could Wen Zhuo be so cute?

"I won't come down." He said in a slow tone, "unless...you come over a little bit, I have something to tell you."

Wei Ling's legs dangled from the wall.

He likes sports, especially playing basketball, so his legs are very long, and they are not that weak and slender.

Wei Ling noticed, and Wen Zhuo's throat moved.

"Come here." Wei Ling shook again, but his shoes fell off, "You pick them up for me."

"Pick it up yourself."

"That's fine, I'll pick it up myself."

After finishing speaking, Wei Ling turned around and planned to jump down no matter how high the wall was.

Wen Zhuo stepped forward in two or three steps, and caught him in one go.

A cold and angry voice rang out: "What are you doing!"

"Fulfill your wish!" Wei Ling said with a smile.

"Break your leg?" Wen Zhuo let go of Wei Ling.

"No, I want you to give me a hug. Are you happy now that you have hugged me?" Wei Ling deliberately leaned in front of Wen Zhuo, as if wanting to see Wen Zhuo's expression clearly.

"Nervous." Wen Zhuo turned around and was about to leave.

Who knew that Wei Ling leaned against the wall and said "Ouch".

Wen Zhuo immediately turned his head: "What's wrong with you?"

"I twisted my ankle... You suddenly pushed me away just now, I couldn't stand still..."

Wei Ling limped and lowered his head to pick up his shoes.

"You stood firm. You pretended." Wen Zhuo replied.

"Yes, yes, I pretended that it was my fault." Wei Ling sat down on the ground and began to put on his shoes.

After a few seconds of silence, Wen Zhuo walked over.

"Where is the sprain?"

"You are so high above, and you refuse to bend down to look at it, how can you see where I am sprained?" Wei Ling said angrily.

Wei Ling just looked up at Wen Zhuo, and stopped tying his shoelaces, as if Wen Zhuo didn't lower his head to look at him, and he couldn't get up from sitting here.

After a second or two of stalemate, Wen Zhuo bent down, squatted in front of Wei Ling, and raised Wei Ling's foot.

His fingers lightly confirmed Wei Ling's ankle, and then he threw his foot down rudely.

"You're absolutely fine."

He was about to get up, but Wei Ling suddenly grabbed Wen Zhuo by the collar.

Wen Zhuo lost his balance. In order not to bump into Wei Ling, he put his hands on Wei Ling's side, and his face was still tilted back, as if he really didn't want to touch Wei Ling.

"what are you doing!"

"Wen Zhuo, I'll count to three. You can kiss me during these three counts."

Wen Zhuo froze. He looked at Wei Ling with disbelief in his eyes.

"But when I finish counting three times, I'll take it as if you really don't like me at all, and you didn't mean to wait for me here on purpose. You don't want to touch me, you don't want to hug me, you don't have that kind of thing for me at all." It means that I am self-indulgent."

"you……"

Wen Zhuo's usually cold voice was dizzy with a different temperature.

"One..." Wei Ling turned his face sideways, carefully watching Wen Zhuo's expression.

His eyelashes were unbelievably beautiful in the moonlight.

The eyebrows and eyes clearly showed an air of non-humanity, but her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"Two..." Wei Ling deliberately elongated his voice.

Wen Zhuo seemed to be about to stand up.

Wei Ling was a little disappointed, "Three."

Forget it, if you don't kiss, don't kiss.

Maybe Wen Zhuo knew that Wei Ling was bullying him, so he deliberately didn't take the bait.

If you don't come, I will go.

Wei Ling was about to get up, but Wen Zhuo suddenly grabbed his shoulder, Wei Ling's arm swung, and he fell backwards.

Wen Zhuo's kiss fell down, it was an urgent and somewhat angry kiss.

Wei Ling didn't expect Wen Zhuo to have such emotions at all. He thought that he might be playing too much with fire, and the fire might burn him. He sat up vigorously, but Wen Zhuo mercilessly suppressed him.

Everything deviated from Wei Ling's plan.

He originally just wanted to take the opportunity to tease Wen Zhuo, but at this moment he suddenly understood that he had annoyed the other party.

Wen Zhuo has always been strict. When has he ever plotted against others?

But Wei Ling mercilessly exposed Wen Zhuo's petty thoughts back then.

Back then, what kind of mood did Wen Zhuo have when he moved the trash can under the wall away and waited here for Wei Ling to come back?

Didn't Wen Zhuo ever think that maybe Wei Ling just played games all night and didn't even think about coming back to sleep?

He waited for so long just to pick up Wei Ling here.

How can ordinary people have such patience to wait for someone who may not come back?

But this is exactly what Wenzhuo is like.

Probably from the time the gates of the dormitory closed at eleven o'clock to when Wei Ling climbed over the wall and came back, it took three or four hours...

He had hidden his thoughts for so many years, but he was exposed by himself here.

Even teasing him here, constantly challenging his bottom line.

Wei Ling suddenly felt that he was an asshole, and subconsciously responded to the other party, but it seemed that Wen Zhuo's last self-control was touched, and he was out of control.

Finally, Wei Ling took a breath, he thought Wen Zhuo would stop, but what happened next was completely beyond Wei Ling's expectations.

"Hey! What do you want to do! This is... outside the dormitory!"

"So? No one will come."

Wei Ling trembled with fright, and simply drove Wen Zhuo out of this world.

"Why didn't you continue?"

There was a hint of displeasure in Wen Zhuo's voice, as if an arrow had to be fired on a string, but the string broke.

Wei Ling found that he was still surrounded by Wen Zhuo, and that the other party was in a very dangerous state, so he immediately pushed Wen Zhuo, trying to move away a little, but his back was already against the wall.

"It's in the open air! You... have you ever thought about how I feel!"

The moon and the stars are looking at us, and the little wind is still blowing our faces!

"Isn't that what you imagined? I cooperated with you, and you left without leaving." Wen Zhuo said.

Oh, it makes sense, Wei Ling couldn't even refute it!

"I'm teaching you that the atmosphere is very important when two people are together! Don't be so direct...I'm not your enemy, don't be so rigid, can you?"

Wei Ling said seriously.

"Oh, is that so?" Wen Zhuo's ending sound rose slightly.

Wei Ling was sure that he was not mistaken, and the guy slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.

He lightly touched Wei Ling's ear with his fingers, and said in a casual tone: "You are in charge of the atmosphere, and I am in charge of the part just now."

"Either...or you can go to sleep next door."

"I dont go."

Wen Zhuo's answer was simple and neat, and Wei Ling's brain, heart, liver, spleen and lungs ached.

"go to bed!"

Wei Ling wanted to turn around, but Wen Zhuo held him and refused to turn around.

"Are you sure you want to turn your back on me?" Wen Zhuo asked.

The corners of his mouth curled up more clearly.

It looks bad.

But Wei Ling sadly found that this was what he did.

He leaned his head into Wen Zhuo's arms, which meant that I would not turn around.

Wen Zhuo touched his forehead and said softly, "Go to sleep."

The next day, Wei Ling didn't get up until after lunch.

He was woken up by Wen Zhuo.

"Get up, we are leaving the base."

Wei Ling ignored Wen Zhuo's wake-up call, and turned around as if he didn't want to pay attention to you.

Wen Zhuo was not angry, and sat beside him and looked at him: "Wei Ling, I actually like this base very much."

What's there to like about this damn place?

"It's very small, there's not much entertainment available, and the network is not very good, and there's no way to log in to the game. So there are limited things you can do. You can focus on me."

Wei Ling felt that the back of his clothes seemed to be picked up.

He patted back, suddenly realized something, and sat up with a clatter.

"Let's go! I'll brush my teeth and wash my face right now! Go home! Go home!"

Wen Zhuo was clearly hinting at him just now, if he still doesn't get up...then he won't have to get up for a few days.

The base prepared several helicopters to escort them back to "Light Years".

Wei Ling yawned as he stepped into the cabin, facing Professor Yang with a radiant face.

Obviously, here, Professor Yang not only earned a down payment for a new house, but also got enough rest, without dark circles under his eyes.

"Mr. Wei, you don't seem to have slept well."

There was something in these words, of course Wei Ling could understand.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm always in a state of not getting enough sleep. Maybe I still have some growth. You see, I have a pimple here."

It means "Lao Tzu is in the right year, Uncle Yang, you are old"!

Professor Yang nodded: "So that's the case. I thought you were worrying about why Professor Wen is always hungry."

Wei Ling glanced at Wen Zhuo beside him. There was no expression on the other's face, and he was indifferent to what Professor Yang said.

"Oh, I'll prepare a nutrient solution for you when I get back. I'll study it carefully to ensure that your cells can fully absorb it when the concentration is increased."

Wei Ling's heart skipped a beat, he could suddenly imagine that Wen Zhuo was looking down at him, biting his mouth, and what was torn off on one side of his face was... the outer packaging of the needle tube of the nutritional supplement.

"After you go back, you should teach and educate people! I will study things like nutritional supplements myself!"

Wei Ling turned his face to the side, and saw the "Master" being carried onto another helicopter by Ye Yu and He Gong, and was personally guarded by them.

I have to say that it was a very wise move for Ye Yu to cut off the "Master"'s spine. In addition, Wen Zhuo blocked the "Master"'s brain, so that Kraven could not communicate with "Master" or track down "Master". Master's place.

It's just that I don't know how Kraven is now after the serious injury.

Wen Zhuo had also tried to locate his location these days, but there were too many interferences, and it was impossible to locate him at all.

There is no doubt that Sean Kraven will make a comeback.

And it won't be too long, because once he knows that Wei Ling's ability is constantly improving, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

On a certain tropical island, the sound of waves moves from far to near, and the sound of seagulls is continuous, echoing between the sea and the sky.

The brown-haired man propped his chin against the window, staring at the blue sky in a daze.

A young girl came in front of him. She had exactly the same face as Yae Rena, but she was more calm than Yae Rena.

"Mr. Craven, what are you thinking?"

"It's you, Chiyoko." Kraven didn't look back at her.

Yae Chiyoko put a bottle of red wine on the table: "You originally prepared this for Wei Ling, but he failed your wishes. Should the red wine be kept or let it flow to the sea?"

"He doesn't like red wine. Coke and beer are more to his liking." Kraven sighed lightly.

He opened his collar and glanced at the wound stabbed by the scalpel: "Ah, it's grown so fast."

Chiyoko Yae was about to throw out the bottle of red wine, but Kraven raised his hand and grabbed it.

"Why throw it away? Let's drink it together."

"Okay. But Mr. Craven, he hurt you so many times, why do you still think about him?"

The author has something to say: look at how lucky you are today.

In the next chapter, Wei Ling replicates the ability of the "Master".