Chapter 24 Wen Zhiyan, why did he commit suicide?

Jiang Lan noticed Wen Zhiyan's absent-mindedness, and it was difficult for his mind to return to the game. All he could think about was the finger that Wen Zhiyan didn't pick up in the previous round.

He felt as if he was starting to have a headache from the large gulp of wine he had just taken.

How the next game played, what he said, and how it ended, Jiang Lan felt like he was in a dream. After it ended, he seemed to have no impression at all.

Only when the program team announced the rewards, Jiang Lan reluctantly came back to his senses.

The reward is very straightforward. The final winner can have priority in choosing a date for tomorrow's date.

And this lucky winner happened to be Jiang Lan, who had a slight advantage in the previous round of the game.

When Jiang Lan announced his name on the radio, he was still a little confused. He didn't know for a moment whether he really won or if he forgot to take back his finger in the last few questions.

At this time, everyone was already tipsy.

Maybe he was really drunk, or maybe he was just drunk. After hearing the reward, Xu Can stood directly on the chair and shouted to Jiang Lan:

"Brother Lan! Choose me! I want to date you. !"

While everyone was stunned, Qiao Xin was too drunk, and her competitive spirit suddenly broke out when she shouldn't have. She said to Jiang Lan:

"No, choose me!"

She had no other intentions.

It was simply because Xu Can stood too tall and she wanted to compete with people who looked taller than her.

But now all the people here were almost drunk, and when the evening breeze blew, they all felt dizzy. Being interrupted by Qiao Xin's sudden interruption, Pei Du also started.

Again, Pei Du doesn't care about others, but he must compete with Qiao Xin.

So he stood up and said fiercely to Jiang Lan: "Jiang Lan, if you are a brother, choose me, never Qiao Xin."

Jiang Lan looked on coldly.

Alpha started to let themselves go, and Tan Duoduo also joined in: "Brother Lan is crazy to choose you. You are all tough. You might as well choose me."

Yu Nan looked left and right, and asked Jiang Lan: " Brother Lan, if you choose Sister Qiao Xin, can you take me with you? I will carry your bags."

Ye Qiunian's cheeks were red and he said drowsily, "I want to go too."

Lin Ziyou didn't drink too much, but he was very clear-headed. Everyone was talking nonsense now, so he joined in the fun and said,

"How about adding me? Can I take pictures for everyone?"

Jiang Lan was speechless.

He watched everyone start to become ridiculous, pursed his lips, and glanced at Wen Zhiyan.

He didn't have the courage to invite Wen Zhiyan alone at this time, so he chose to be ridiculous with everyone.

He looked up at the sky and waved his hand:

"Let's get together then, everyone."

Wen Zhi said: "..."

Broadcast: "..."

Column team staff Find the director: "Do you want to interfere?"

The director waved his hand: "It's quite interesting, let them go."

The game ended and everyone returned to the room.

Wen Zhiyan followed Jiang Lan down to the second floor because he and Ye Qiunian had changed rooms.

His room was diagonally across from Jiang Lan. Before pressing the doorknob, he looked back at Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan looked at that familiar look, his Adam's apple twitched, and without saying anything, he turned back to the bedroom.

He changed his clothes and took a shower. When it was almost twelve o'clock, he took out the lighter from the drawer of the bedside table and went to the balcony to light a cigarette.

At 12:01, the red dot of the room camera went out. Jiang Lan, wearing pajamas and slippers, walked out of the room and stood at the door of Wen Zhiyan's room.

Before he could raise his hand to knock on the door, the door to Wen Zhiyan's room opened from inside.

Wen Zhiyan looked at Jiang Lan who was standing outside the door: "I just thought..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, Jiang Lan pushed him back into the room.

Jiang Lan strode into Wen Zhiyan's bedroom, raised his hand to close the door, locked it, then pressed Wen Zhiyan against the wall with a cold look and kissed him.

Mint toothpaste, mixed with a hint of tobacco scent, penetrated Wen Zhiyan's breath.

Wen Zhiyan tilted his head slightly: "Jiang Lan, you drank too much."

Jiang Lan looked into Wen Zhiyan's eyes, pinched his chin, and bit Wen Zhiyan's lower lip:

"I'm not here to listen. You're talking nonsense, Wen Zhiyan, open your mouth."

Wen Zhiyan lowered his eyes, looked at Jiang Lan's face close at hand, chuckled, opened his mouth, and let Jiang Lan bravado in his mouth.

Jiang Lan couldn't remember how long it had been since he kissed Wen Zhiyan.

The warm and wet touch was familiar yet unfamiliar, making Jiang Lan's pores completely open at this moment.

The strong smell of roses after the rain mixed with the faint smell of rust rushed out from the back of Jiang Lan's neck, tightly covering Wen Zhiyan.

Roses are supposed to be sweet and attractive, but if they are too strong, they become gaudy.

But that's not the case with Jiang Lan's rose. It's bright and thorny, with a rusty sweetness. It's not delicate and pretty. It's just aggressive and overbearing that makes most alphas completely resist and avoid it.

Wen Zhiyan took a deep breath and put his arms around Jiang Lan's waist.

Jiang Lan felt that Wen Zhiyan was beginning to respond to him, so he stopped moving. He opened the distance between himself and Wen Zhiyan, panted heavily, stared into Wen Zhiyan's eyes, and asked him:

"Wen Zhiyan, Why commit suicide?"

Wen Zhiyan raised his hand and gently touched the back of Jiang Lan's head: "It's nothing, Brother Lan, it's all over."

Jiang Lan didn't accept it: "You said it was over? What do you think of me? Wu's ex? A past worth mentioning? "

"You know it's not the case."

Wen Zhi said helplessly and wanted to lower his head to kiss Jiang Lan, but he raised his hand to cover his mouth and pushed him back against the wall.

"Don't kiss me. Answer the question."

Wen Zhiyan bent his eyes and gently licked Jiang Lan's palm.

Jiang Lanqing has been reticent for too long, and now even the palms of his hands have become sensitive, and his whole body suddenly feels numb.

He looked at Wen Zhiyan fiercely: "Don't act like a baby, Wen Zhiyan, this trick won't work on me."

Wen Zhiyan raised his hand and pinched Jiang Lan's wrist, and moved his hand away from his face: "You Cover my mouth, I can't answer your question."

He looked at Jiang Lan looking fiercely at him, clenching his fists, and said amusedly: "You look like you are going to hit me."

Jiang Lan broke away from Wen. Zhiyan's clamp noticed that Wen Zhiyan had been wearing a watch on his wrist. He pinched Wen Zhiyan's wrist with his backhand and pushed up the watch strap.

A hideous scar that almost cut across Wen Zhiyan's entire wrist suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan closed her eyes and pressed her fingers on the scar. She didn't know what determination Wen Zhiyan had to die to be able to take such a heavy hand.

At this moment, he felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

Jiang Lan squeezed Wen Zhiyan's hand, relieved his strength, put his forehead on Wen Zhiyan's shoulder, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Zhiyan couldn't see Jiang Lan's expression, but could only hear the tone in his voice. With a subtle tremor.

He hugged Jiang Lan again, pressed his cheek against his, and whispered in his ear:

"It doesn't hurt, it has stopped hurting a long time ago."

Jiang Lan reached out and hugged Wen Zhiyan back, softened his tone, and said a little sadly:

"Wen Zhiyan, is it because of me?"