Chapter 22: Car Accident
Also a conclusion drawn from exercise, Cheng Ge discovered Wen Ling’s limbs were too fucking stiff, which was why he appeared clumsy and always accidentally scalded his hair when blowing it.
Cheng Ge silently calculated in his heart that once the little noob adapted to ordinary exercise, he would add exercises for coordination and flexibility.
When Cheng Ge came out of the shower, he saw Wen Ling sitting on the bed, staring straight at him.
Face written with “Come kiss me quickly” “Come kiss me quickly.”
Making Cheng Ge unable to hold back a brief laugh. It seemed Wen Ling really didn’t disguise at all in these aspects.
Cheng Ge would certainly keep his word. Besides, after kissing and hugging so many times, he had nothing to be coy about anymore.
He sometimes thought, if Wen Ling liked it and his thoughts couldn’t be corrected, then treating hugs and kisses as a way of expression to communicate wasn’t impossible.
Wen Ling liked being held in arms and kissedâcheeks, corners of lips, corners of eyesâand the lingering time had to be longer. Best if he could stroke his back or pinch his palm, having a feeling similar to intimacy between lovers.
The serious kiss Wen Ling mentioned was probably like that, so Cheng Ge followed the whole process once. Finally looking down at Wen Ling, squinting like a little cat, hand gently clutching his clothes, looking very comfortable.
Cheng Ge suddenly remembered before, when Wen Ling was kissed, he wouldn’t close his eyes, rounding his eyes to stare at him. At that time, Cheng Ge was stared at until he felt guilty, unable to hold back raising his hand to cover Wen Ling’s eyes, teaching him to close his eyes.
“Why?” Wen Ling blinked his eyes a few times. The long, curled eyelashes swept against his palm, making his palm ticklish, causing him to blink several times too.
How could he have the nerve to say he felt guilty being stared at and afraid of revealing flaws? So he just found an excuse casually: “It will be more comfortable.”
“Really?” Wen Ling didn’t quite believe it.
“Really,” Cheng Ge put down his hand, teaching Wen Ling: “Close your eyes.” Then he cupped Wen Ling’s face and kissed him again, deliberately being a bit more serious. Then Wen Ling fell into the trap, not only increasing the conquest value by 0.5 but also really learning to close his eyes.
“Like it?” Cheng Ge hugged the person.
“Like it.”
Before Cheng Ge could throw out the objective of making the little noob persist in exercise, Wen Ling grabbed him and demanded: “Want more, again.”
Cheng Ge: “…”
Cheng Ge belonged to the type with patience but not much. Such a skillful and long kiss consumed a lot of patience. Doing it again, he was afraid he couldn’t hold it.
But Wen Ling’s eyes were bright, looking so expectant.
Forget it, just treating it as inducing the little noob to exercise more tomorrow. Cheng Ge convinced himself.
Who knew the little lunatic’s hands would be restless while being kissed? Cheng Ge knew what he wanted to do just by feeling.
Cheng Ge pinned down Wen Ling’s hand: “No.” He suspected again whether this person really had an addiction, thinking about that thing all day long.
Wen Ling frowned, looking very unhappy: “Why?”
Cheng Ge didn’t know how to explain to the little lunatic, so he had to say: “Too frequent.”
“How long is not frequent?” Wen Ling got serious.
“…At least a month or two.” Cheng Ge decided to leave himself some leeway.
Wen Ling certainly didn’t believe it, nor was he willing: “You’re lying.”
“True true true, don’t disbelieve me.” Cheng Ge really didn’t want to discuss this issue in depth with Wen Ling, and was afraid Wen Ling would get angry and lower the conquest value. So he decided to go all out, pinning the person on the bed and kissing him a few more times.
Kissing the person until dazed, intending to muddle through. Finally hugging Wen Ling, tucking him in, “Sleep, behave yourself, don’t think about random things.”
Wen Ling felt his heart was full, and a bit ticklish, as if something was gently scratching, very comfortable. So he didn’t bicker with Cheng Ge anymore, giving a light “Oh.”
In the middle of the night, Cheng Ge groggily realized the person in his arms was shaking. The breathing rate was much faster, curling himself very tight, shrinking a lot smaller.
Cheng Ge was still very sleepy, just lifted his eyelids to glance at Wen Ling, closed them again, and patted Wen Ling’s back rhythmically with his hand.
But the method that was very effective before had minimal effect this time.
Cheng Ge touched Wen Ling’s back, then held his hand, finding them both a bit cold. Cheng Ge knew every state of Wen Ling’s sleep thoroughly.
Wen Ling in this state was probably having a nightmare again, and a dream he feared deep down.
After a moment of hesitation, Cheng Ge called 001.
001: [What’s wrong?]
“…” Cheng Ge felt that although 001’s tone was questioning, he just felt 001 was asking knowingly, secretly excited.
[Hehe, your chance to scam points has come.]
[What item does the Host need?]
[Enter Dream.]
Clicking to use the item, Cheng Ge’s consciousness immediately entered Wen Ling’s dream.
Actually, Cheng Ge had always been reluctant to enter Wen Ling’s nightmares. That was too suppressing and aggrieved, a scene even a bystander wouldn’t want to touch.
The scorching sun hung high at noon. The sunlight stung the eyes. Waves of scorching hot air flowed on the main road.
Cheng Ge stood under the traffic light. In front of him was the zebra crossing on the main road. Probably because it was noon, the traffic flow was relatively small. He squinted and looked around, trying to find that small figure in his memory.
But looking around, he didn’t see anyone.
“Where did he run off to again?” Cheng Ge muttered to himself.
“Buy soy sauce, salt, and rock sugar.”
“Red light stop, green light go, yellow light lit wait a bit.”
“Red light stop, green light go, yellow light…”
Cheng Ge turned his head back, gaze downwards, seeing a small face directly facing him.
Hair a bit long, still very thin, still tender. Face also not clean, dusty, and with bruises.
Little Wen Ling blocked the sunlight with one hand, clutching banknotes tightly with the other, looking up at the traffic light ahead, muttering.
Cheng Ge squatted down in front of Little Wen Ling, staring at Wen Ling’s expression for a while. Short eyebrows furrowed, unknown if from the sun or simply nervous, but looking closely, a bit of excitement could be seen.
Cheng Ge didn’t understand. Why would this be a nightmare Wen Ling feared?
“Lit!”
Little Wen Ling took a step forward. Cheng Ge looked at Little Wen Ling’s back, then at the green light across, a bad premonition suddenly rising in his heart.
Subconsciously turning his head to look, a swaying sedan was speeding towards Little Wen Ling on the road.
“Hey!” Cheng Ge’s pupils dilated suddenly, heart in his throat, immediately running over trying to push Little Wen Ling away.
Unfortunately, he had no physical body.
Wen Ling was pushed away from the spot, but by the car.
Cheng Ge even froze for two seconds. The whole world went silent. He didn’t dare blink his eyes.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! Cheng Ge only knew how to curse one dirty word in his heart right now.
The sedan reversed, bypassed, and fled.
Leaving Little Wen Ling knocked to the ground, forehead, hands, whole body oozing blood.
Cheng Ge stumbled over to Little Wen Ling.
“Wen Ling!”
But no matter what he wanted to do to help Wen Ling, it was useless. Couldn’t call for help, couldn’t hug, couldn’t help wipe blood, couldn’t even block a tiny bit of that scorching sunlight.
Finally, he could only kneel helplessly beside Wen Ling, able to do nothing.
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