Part 3
A zoo—a place that was relatively quiet, yet had children.
He privately thought Wen Rong was too immersed in Wang Sichen’s case and needed some relaxation.
Leon clumsily pretended it was his first time in a zoo, checking the guide for ages to lead Wen Rong. Then, he skillfully guided Wen Rong to see the two-story-tall polar bear. Passing the monkey zone, Leon pulled Wen Rong to the glass and performed a small magic trick for a monkey. The monkey was so startled its features went out of control, making Wen Rong laugh.
He took Wen Rong to find the otters, tricking a small otter into sticking its paw out with an ice cube, telling Wen Rong to touch it…
After touring the whole park, the two ate ice cream back in the car. Wen Rong finally looked much more relaxed.
Leon really wanted Wen Rong to be a little happier.
To atone for helping him walk down this path.
After returning, life finally went back to being calm.
Leon often prepared small gifts for Wen Rong and took him out to play. For the latest movies, as long as he said, “Let’s go support Shi Jing’s rival,” Wen Rong would go watch them with him.
Of course, Shi Ye would shamelessly tag along.
This situation didn’t last long because Shi Ye transferred to the military academy.
Being framed for shooting the garrison commander dealt him a significant blow. After coming out of the military inspection office, he began preparing for the transfer procedures. In less than a month, Leon and Zhou Xie happily sent Shi Ye off.
Life has its ups and downs. Before the smile could stay on his face for long, Zhou Xie craftily applied to the school for delayed graduation. Leon realized that after this semester ended, he himself would graduate.
His situation was similar to Liang Zi’s quantum mechanics; due to Floriman Academy’s age restrictions, he had already completed his studies at another university before enrolling. His progress at Floriman was faster than others.
The difference was that the stuff Liang Zi studied really wasn’t suitable to be let out, whereas he could graduate normally.
He considered whether to copy Zhou Xie and apply for delayed graduation, but reason returned in the end.
Zhou Xie stayed to help Wen Rong take over the Student Council. Him staying would only delay his research and serve no other purpose.
But he couldn’t let Zhou Xie have it too easy.
Leon sent a message to Shi Ye, who was far away at the military academy. Shi Ye flew back that very day and dragged Zhou Xie to the tennis court for exercise.
Subsequently, Leon took the opportunity to whisk Wen Rong away.
A movie was showing. After taking Wen Rong to see it, they found a matchmaking event happening on the first floor of the mall.
Leon intentionally or unintentionally recommended Wen Rong go over. It was Wen Rong’s first time seeing such an event. He was just watching, but the host spotted him, and thousands of girls cheered together to make him go on stage.
In a matchmaking event, there is inevitably a segment asking the audience if Wen Rong is their ideal type.
The young girls nitpicked Wen Rong, but they really couldn’t find faults with his face or education. Subconsciously, they asked about the third point they cared about: “Is he 1.8 meters (180cm)?”
That was the number they had agreed upon.
Leon leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, smiling at Wen Rong across the sea of people. Wen Rong dodged his gaze, despairingly letting the host measure him at 181cm.
How did he grow so fast? It had only been a few months.
Leon worried for Wen Rong in his heart.
However, on the way back, Leon considerately kept his mouth shut. The car speed was extremely slow, as if caring for Wen Rong’s fragile heart because of the 180, afraid of shattering it with bumps.
Finally, Wen Rong couldn’t hold it in and spoke.
“Senior.”
“Mn?”
“I’m 181.”
“Do we need to set the target to 185? You grew two centimeters in such a short time; I guess you can grow taller.”
“…”
“190 is not bad either.”
“Just 180.”
The tone sounded like he was throwing caution to the wind. Leon stopped the car by the roadside and couldn’t help leaning toward Wen Rong.
“Why are you unhappy about exceeding 180? Boys all want to grow this tall.”
“…”
“Last time we measured, it was still 179 minus a bit.”
Tip of the nose touching tip of the nose, warm breath displacing the cold air from the AC. Leon was about to kiss Wen Rong.
But Wen Rong dodged.
Leon stopped and heard Wen Rong ask, “Did Senior do it on purpose?”
Now, it was Leon’s turn to be speechless.
He indeed did it on purpose.
Wen Rong needed company.
Thinking that Wen Rong would be with Zhou Xie every day from now on made acid bubble in his heart. Dragging Shi Ye back to deal with Zhou Xie together didn’t feel satisfying enough. He also wanted to find a chance to get Wen Rong’s height measured, after all, they had an agreement.
Leon had to nod. The one asking was Wen Rong; he didn’t want to pretend in front of him.
“Why?”
Why the rush? Because his growing possessiveness was finally detonated by the mine called “separation.”
Cars passed by the window one after another. Leon finally prepared himself fully, refusing to give up as he leaned in again. “Next month, Senior will be stationed at the research base. I won’t be able to call you usually, and maybe I can only see you once every few years.”
Wen Rong answered calmly, “I also can’t bear for Senior to graduate, but that is Senior’s career. I hope even more that Senior achieves success in your career.”
“But there are too many flirts around you. Senior doesn’t want you looking at them.”
Leon paused, hiding the words doubting Wen Rong’s loyalty, and asked directly, “Do you think Senior is very selfish?”
“Why would Senior think that?”
Wen Rong was clearly startled; Leon felt him trembling.
“But Senior is very selfish. Even though I can’t be by your side in the future, I don’t allow others to be with you.”
As Leon spoke, he went to kiss Wen Rong. He finally succeeded while Wen Rong was distracted, gently grinding against the slightly parted lips, seductively extending his tongue to lick.
He really wished he could become a woman and Wen Rong a scumbag, so everything that followed would happen as a matter of course.
Treating it as a passionate encounter between acquaintances, getting lost in the secret of becoming closer to each other.
“Senior.”
Wen Rong carefully cupped his face, stopping the kiss.
In the quiet car, the two looked at each other in silence for a long time.
Wen Rong pressed Leon back into the driver’s seat and buckled his seatbelt again. “Don’t tempt me in the car.”
Acid water bubbled in Leon’s heart, about to drown his body.
He thought Wen Rong probably…
“If we have car sex and get discovered, does Senior want to make headlines with me?”
…Car sex?
Leon’s fingers twitched slightly on the steering wheel. He asked somewhat blankly, “Where to?”
“Didn’t we agree last time to go to your room?”
The room that carried all of Leon’s desires was playing a movie as usual. Faint, colorful light spread over thin shoulders.
Wen Rong sat there, his knees pressing two dents into the mattress. Every bone was stretching; his lazy posture looked like he was just sleeping on a rocking chair in good sunlight.
Every inch of his relaxed flesh emitted a charming fragrance.
Leon kissed him. With every piece of clothing removed, he pressed closer until he had Wen Rong completely pinned to the bed.
The rebounding force bumped him lightly but noticeably—a real sensation, like scratching an itch through a boot, burning the places yet untouched.
“Wen Rong.”
Wen Rong narrowed his eyes and hummed, “Mn?”
“Reach out, touch Senior’s hand.”
Wen Rong didn’t know the meaning of this action, but since Leon asked, he obediently did it.
Finger pads touching, Leon said, “This is one of Senior’s knuckles, about 3 centimeters.”
“Mn.”
Leon took his fingertips and slid them down. “These are two knuckles.”
“6 centimeters?”
“So smart.”
Leon then had Wen Rong touch the small bone connecting the finger to the palm. “Up to here, it’s 9 centimeters.”
Then, he wrapped Wen Rong’s hand around that finger.
“Are Senior’s fingers very slender?”
Wen Rong asked, “Is Senior hinting for me to buy you a ring?”
Leon laughed, hooking up his long, slender leg, answering the meaning of knowing these things with action.
“Senior—”
“Don’t be afraid. Didn’t you just touch Senior’s knuckle? It’s only 3 centimeters.”
Leon pressed against the shell of his ear, coaxing gently, “Besides, you held Senior’s finger. It’s very slender, isn’t it?”
“…”
The sensation was too obvious, meticulously touching every reachable place. Wen Rong’s breathing grew heavy, the back of his head pressing tight against the pillow.
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