Overwinter

Chapter 34 Reliance on Trust

It is almost impossible to get along with Song Zhuangtong like before.

Wen Yan felt that he had to clean up his mood and take a good look at his relationship with Song Zhuangtong.

It just so happened that Wen Yan had to go back to Beijing to sign the house. He set a time with Zhang Yu and booked the train ticket overnight.While packing things in the living room, Song Jing squatted aside and played with building blocks, his eyes fell on Wen Yan from time to time.

Song Zhuangtong came home from the car dealership, saw Wen Yan spread a suitcase on the ground, and asked him, "What are you going to do?"

Song Jing's little head turned quickly, looking at Song Zhuangtong.

"I have to go back to Beijing." Wen Yan said.

Song Zhuangtong asked: "Do you take the train?"

Wen Yan nodded.

He squatted on the ground, lowered his head so as not to meet Song Zhuangtong's eyes.Having been avoided and communicated too many times during these days, Song Zhuangtong's eyes dimmed a bit, and he said, "I'll see you off."

"No, I'll just take a taxi and go to the train station." Wen Yan refused.

"I said I'll take you back to Beijing."

Wen Yan raised his head abruptly and said in surprise, "Huh?"

"It just so happens that Song Jing is going back to Beijing for a physical examination. Since you are going back too, come with us."

Wen Yan paused when he was packing his things, he glanced at Song Jing, and the words of refusal whirled in his throat, and finally turned into a sentence: "Will it be too troublesome?"

"What's the trouble? If you don't have a car, it's troublesome to go to the train."

The only time Wen Yan took the train was when he first came here. Even the aisles were crowded with people on the swaying green leather train. The embarrassment of looking at each other made him close his eyes to endure the feeling of nausea the whole time. The experience was really bad.

It's just that she originally planned to keep a little distance from Song Zhuangtong, and now she has to take his car back to Beijing. The drive is so long, and getting along in a closed space makes Wen Yan shrink back a little.

He couldn't find a better reason to refute, so Song Zhuangtong naturally settled the matter.He and Song Jing's things were in the old house, and they didn't clean up much, so they drove off early the next morning.

Song Jingai was in the car, he enjoyed the entire empty back row by himself, and fell asleep when he got in the car, leaving Wen Yan sitting in the co-pilot silently facing Song Zhuangtong.

The traffic on the highway was a bit heavy, Song Zhuangtong drove very steadily, Wen Yan kept his eyes on the road in front of the car, repeated boring scenes made Wen Yan quickly doze off, Song Zhuangtong glanced at his blindfolded sleepy eyes, After turning up the temperature, he said softly, "Turn the position back a bit so that you can sleep more comfortably."

The man's voice woke Wen Yan up instantly, and he turned to look at Song Zhuangtong in panic.

Song Zhuangtong: "...what's wrong?"

Wen Yan looked a little embarrassed, and said, "It's okay."

"You don't need to be so on guard against me, right?" Song Zhuangtong asked in an uncomfortable tone.

Wen Yan didn't speak, Song Zhuangtong sighed lightly, and said: "Forget it, there is still a long time, you should sleep first."

"Wait until the next service area, or I'll have a meeting."

There was a bit of traffic ahead, Song Zhuangtong stepped up the accelerator and asked, "Aren't you afraid of driving?"

"It's impossible not to drive for the rest of your life."

Besides, find something else for yourself to do now, so that every action and every word of Song Zhuangtong won't cause you to lose everything.Song Zhuangtong's attention was almost entirely on him, which was not a good sign for Wen Yan.

Song Zhuangtong parked the car firmly in the next service area, went to the toilet, and got into the passenger seat with two bags of water and snacks bought from the convenience store.

Wen Yan sat in the driver's seat and adjusted the height of the seat. After recalling the essentials of driving, he turned to look at Song Zhuangtong and said, "Then I will drive?"

"Just drive it, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Song Zhuangtong's faint words gave Wen Yan a lot of confidence. He was holding the joystick, and the back of his hand was suddenly covered by Song Zhuangtong's palm. Wen Yan turned his head and looked at Song Zhuangtong in astonishment.

"Don't worry, just drive slowly."

He took his hand back, Wen Yan clenched his fist, the back of his hand was very sensitive after being touched, the subtle feeling of intimacy did not fade away, Wen Yan took a deep breath, shifted gears and stepped on the gas pedal to start the road.

Wen Yan's car accident happened several years ago. At that time, when he wanted to catch Zhou Yuanbai's engagement banquet, Wen Yan stepped on the gas pedal hard.He still remembers the thoughts in his heart when he couldn't swing the front of the car and collided with the oncoming pickup truck.

He hated it to death, hated Zhou Yuanbai to death.

There is no risk of head-on collision with a car on a one-way road. Wen Yan controlled the speed of the car and kept driving honestly without overtaking.

The speed was much slower than when Song Zhuangtong was driving. The person next to him was not impatient, but comforted: "It's driving very well."

It was only then that Wen Yan dared to relax a little bit, his attention was diverted from driving, and he realized that he was already in a cold sweat.

After crossing the initial hurdle, Wen Yan's movements became more and more proficient.

"Pass this car." Song Zhuangtong ordered quietly.

Hearing this, Wen Yan took a deep breath, held his breath and turned on the turn signal, speeded up and drove to the next lane. After the car in front slowed down, he made an accelerated turn and returned to the original lane.

"Good driving." Song Zhuangtong boasted.

Wen Yan laughed shortly.

"You're like a driving instructor."

Song Zhuangtong also chuckled twice, and said, "Then you still dare to chat with the coach. Drive seriously."

Wen Yan didn't wait for the service area before getting off the expressway, Wen Yan was a little nervous, and said, "I'll let you drive after getting off the expressway."

"Just drive, follow the navigation."

Wen Yan's back was tense, he twisted his body and sat upright, slowed down and followed the car in front of him to pass the ETC. There were not many intersections on the road in front of the service area, so Wen Yan became a little more confident. He looked at the car seriously The road in front of me has been driven to an intersection with an extra fork next to it.

Wen Yan was taken aback by the quick acceleration of the pickup truck coming out of the side lane. The familiar red truck container made his eyes widen in shock, and his breathing became rapid in an instant. The overwhelming sense of fear surrounded him, and Wen Yan panicked, He slammed the steering wheel to avoid it.

"Wen Yan! Brake!" Song Zhuangtong shouted in a low voice.

The tires made screeching noises on the ground, Wen Yan stepped on the brakes heavily, and all the people in the car were thrown forward by the huge inertia, until their backs hit the backrest, Wen Yan's beating heart felt a little share the real sense of survival.

The familiar feeling of panic and embarrassment caused Wen Yan to have a splitting headache. He stared at the unfamiliar driveway in front of him, his hands froze in the air, and finally hugged his head slowly, crying softly.

Song Zhuangtong unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over and hugged Wen Yan into his arms.

Wen Yan's body trembled violently, Song Zhuangtong hugged his head, gently placed a kiss on Wen Yan's hair, and patted Wen Yan's back with his hands: "It's okay, it's okay."

Turning the man's face up, Song Zhuangtong kissed his forehead, and said in a low and steady voice, "It's okay, you did a good job."

Wen Yan's throat was dry, tears fell uncontrollably, his hands were shaking so badly that he could only rub against Song Zhuangtong's shoulder, and subconsciously wrapped his hands around Song Zhuangtong's neck.

Song Zhuangtong hugged him into his arms, kissed Wen Yan's hot neck gently, and Wen Yan's pitiful appearance begging for trust and comfort made him both satisfied and distressed.

Wiping away tears with his thumb, Song Zhuangtong kissed Wen Yan's pale lips and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Wen Yan's eyes were red, and the hand around Song Zhuangtong's neck regained some strength, but he didn't intend to let go, and gently stroked his neck.

Song Zhuangtong kissed him again, and now he couldn't bear to just taste it comfortingly, Song Zhuangtong stuck out his tongue, licked Wen Yan's dry lower lip wet, and pushed his tongue in to kiss him.

Wen Yan allowed him to kiss with red eyes, and his heart, which had been pulled and kneaded repeatedly, gradually found its belonging in the lingering kisses. Due to his size problem, Wen Yan still had to raise his head slightly, and his worries and hesitation had been taken up by dependence and trust at this moment.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Jing in the back seat without blinking his eyes. Wen Yan was so frightened that he immediately pushed Song Zhuangtong away. The lips and teeth that were forced to push away were still biting the tip of Wen Yan's tongue. wrinkle.

Song Zhuangtong followed his gaze towards the back seat, and after meeting Song Jing's eyes, he didn't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment, and calmly said, "Close your eyes and don't look."

Song Jing blinked innocently, and when Song Zhuangtong asked him to close his eyes again, he obediently looked down at the building blocks in his hand.

Rubbing Wen Yan's steaming head with his palm, Song Zhuangtong said, "Okay, I haven't watched it, let's kiss again."

Wen Yan stared at him with red eyes.

"Did it hurt just now? Show me, and I'll help you."

Wen Yan almost squeezed two words out between his teeth: "No need."