The whole world expects me to get a divorce

Chapter 38 Red Thread 2

Wen Yan has never done any serious bad things in his life, the most outrageous thing is skipping class with Li Zheng over the wall in high school, but the two little boys skipped class and had nothing to do, and ended up playing chess in the milk tea shop all afternoon .

But in the dead of night, he took advantage of the fact that his parents and the nanny were asleep, and there were security guards at the entrance of the villa, so he sneakily let Rong Xiao in, and kept secret.

The level of bad things has increased by five steps.

I'm too bad.he thought with a serious face.

Then he turned his head and got into Rong Xiao's arms.

"Auntie usually wakes me up at nine o'clock, so you leave early tomorrow," he told Rong Xiao, "Although my parents are more receptive, it's still too exciting to find a male monster under my bed early in the morning."

Rong Xiao agreed without hesitation.

His attention was not only on Wen Yan, but also in this spacious room. He knew that Wen Yan moved here with his parents at the age of five, and grew up here for the next 13 years.Every inch here is engraved with Wen Yan's imprint, and Wen Yan's breath is everywhere.

So he couldn't help taking a closer look, thinking about what kind of life Wen Yan lived in the years before he knew Wen Yan.

The furnishings in the room are very simple and elegant, and for a boy, it's a bit delicate.Blue wallpaper, silver-gray furniture, a cushioned sofa in the corner, a fluffy footrest underneath, a lot of books on the bookshelf and a lot of hand-made figures, and Wen Yan's big and small ones over the past ten years The photos are all protected in exquisite glass cabinets.

While Rong Xiao was sizing up, Wen Yan was rarely quiet, he touched the ring finger of Rong Xiao's left hand, he was already a little sleepy, but he couldn't bear to sleep, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Rong Xiao noticed it after a while, and asked him, "Why do you keep touching this finger of mine?"

He thought that Wen Yan was like a child who always liked to hold something before going to bed.

Wen Yan looked at him tenderly, he couldn't tell whether it was affectionate or just dozing off.

But Wen Yan's voice was indeed light and soft, teasing Rong Xiao one after another.

"Have you forgotten, what did I say when I just met you?" Wen Yan asked without dignity.

Rong Xiao really forgot, he didn't remember until Wen Yan touched his ring finger hintingly.

When Wen Yan and him first met, they told him that they were holding a red thread between their fingers.Originally, it only appeared on Wen Yan's hand, but as soon as he saw him, the red thread was automatically entangled.

He forgot it when he heard it at the time, thinking it was just Wen Yan making it up casually, a trick he was pursuing, and it was nothing serious.

Because he saw nothing in his hand.

But at this moment, Rong Xiao's mood changed a bit.

"Do we really have a red line on our hands?" he asked.

Wen Yan yawned, his voice becoming a little fuzzy.

He found a more comfortable position in Rong Xiao's arms, and said slowly: "Yes, why did I lie to you. And the day you took me to the canyon for a date, this red thread was lit, you confessed to me At that time, the red thread was also on. I touched your hand just now because the place where my finger was tied with the red thread became very hot."

With great effort, he brought his finger close to Rong Xiao's eyes, and scratched a small circle at the base of his ring finger with his thumbnail, "It's right here, I won't lie to you."

But when Rong Xiao looked again and again, under the indoor light, he could only see Wen Yan's fair and tender skin.

There is no trace of the red line.

But he couldn't help being willing to believe what Wen Yan said.

Maybe there really was a red thread tied around his and Wen Yan's fingers by accident.

After Wen Yan finished speaking, he couldn't hold on any longer, and now he was really going to sleep.

Before falling asleep, he asked Rong Xiao in a daze: "Actually, I don't know where the red thread came from, but according to those ghost novels, could it be that the two of us had sex in the previous life..."

That's pretty cool.

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Rong Xiao's answer, and fell asleep a few seconds later, and started snoring a little while later, rubbing his face against Rong Xiao's chest muscles, feeling so happy in his dreams.

But Rong Xiao's eyes dimmed a bit.

Wen Yan asked whether they had a fate in their previous life.

He would like to believe it.

But in all these years, the only lover he had ever had was Xiu, who he had completely forgotten.

Although he had no memory of that man Xiu, he still remembered how Ren Xiu died.

It was to repair the earth's veins, and the soul flew away, and died together with the evil spirits in purgatory, forever unable to reincarnate.

This ending is too tragic.

He absolutely did not want Wen Yan to experience it.

Rong Xiao hugged Wen Yan's shoulder, but the phone on the table next to him vibrated.

He picked it up and found that it was from the medical center that had been running around for him, saying that the latest medicine would be available in the second half of the month at the latest, and he asked him to arrange a time to try the medicine, or to have the doctor visit him for treatment.

Rong Xiao glanced at Wen Yan, and replied a few words with one hand: "Understood, I will go over."

Rong Xiao really left before his aunt woke up the next day.

Wen Yan fell into a drowsy sleep, and walked to the balcony to see him off under the quilt.

"How many days are you planning to stay?" Rong Xiao asked him.

Wen Yan was still too sleepy to open his eyes: "It's hard to say, let's see when my parents bother me."

Rong Xiao was speechless for a moment, then Wen Yan would never come back for the rest of his life.

But seeing that Yan was so sleepy that he couldn't speak, he didn't say much, just like when he came last night, he rolled over and left without a sound, disappearing into the morning sun.

Wen Yan didn't feel sad at all, and quickly climbed back to the bed, lingering with his bed to death.

Wen Yan's classes today are all in the afternoon, and his aunt specially cooked a table of his favorite dishes at noon, which made him hiccup all the way to the classroom.

In the afternoon, it was the most drowsy Marx lecture.

Wen Yan still sat in the back row with Li Zheng, and reserved a seat for Jin Yueze.

Jin Yueze came by the class bell, holding a stack of papers in his hand, and distributed them to Wen Yan and Li Zheng as soon as he sat down.

Wen Yan took it over and took a look, only to see that it was an application form for joining the company.

A line of large characters on the top - "Paranormal Phenomena Research Society".

Wen Yan frowned: "What the hell is this?"

Li Zheng next to him was just as confused as him.

Jin Yueze pushed his glasses, "This is the club I applied for, and I am determined to study various supernatural and supernatural phenomena. Of course, what I reported to the school is to discover science from the supernatural. And the club must have at least three people to apply for the establishment of recruitment." New." His eyes glanced at Wen Yan and Li Zheng from behind the lens, and he asked in his soul, "Are we good friends?"

Wen Yan and Li Zheng looked at each other.

Well, what else to say, sign it.

Wen Yan asked while filling out the form: "Why did you start this? To find inspiration for your novel? But what can you find in school?"

Jin Yueze's part-time job is a ghost novelist, so he can understand.

Jin Yueze pushed his glasses: "Finding inspiration is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is also because I am interested in this. When I have members, they can help me collect information, and then we can explore various thrilling places. Leave our glorious history behind. And you know what? Our school is haunted."

For the last sentence, Jin Yueze still lowered his voice and said it mysteriously.

Wen Yan looked at him as if he was mentally retarded: "I only know that if I don't die, I won't die. People like you in horror novels are cannon fodder."

Jin Yueze turned his back and refused to communicate.

Wen Yan sighed, alright, you have to be brave enough to explore when writing novels.

He secretly said to Li Zheng: "Yue Ze is quite good at finding members, there are only three of them in total, one is the young master of the monster family, and the other is the wife of the big boss of the monster world, who dares to come."

Li Zheng also finished writing, and he set up his pen to express his approval.

Wen Yan signed this form with Li Zheng, that is, out of brotherly loyalty, he accompanied Jin Yueze to mess around.

All the troubles in this school are monitored by the Demon Management Bureau, so there is no possibility that there are really any demons and ghosts.

But they didn't expect that Jin Yueze's supernatural research club actually deceived several members.

And not long after, this seemingly safe school was actually "haunted".