How can different genders fall in love

Well, I know Dad, you are more mature than Chen's dad," Song Shujue was not surprised to hear Song's father showing off to Song's mother happily, "Then let's do this first, parents, you also go to bed early, take care of yourself Body. "

After making the phone call, Song Shujue lay on the bed, meditating.

He is not a few years younger than Chen Lang, and he will be almost thirty in two years.

Although he didn't say it verbally, he knew that his parents were a little anxious. Although they didn't force him to go on a blind date, they still hoped that he would get married soon.

It's hard to hide from others, especially from my own parents.

Every time I pretend not to hear what my parents said, the feeling in my heart is really...

It's not that he never thought of telling them what happened, but it was quickly rejected by Chen Lang.

Although they are both only children, Chen Lang is not only older than him, but also has a much more mature mind.

He went to school early, studied well at a young age, and almost never encountered anything unpleasant when he grew up, and he was used to such vicious words.He looks like a very rational adult, but in fact his temper is still a bit capricious. Being a teacher is also because he really can't understand the messy things in the society, so he just doesn't leave the campus.

As a policeman, Chen Lang has a lot of sense of justice, but he also sees more of the dark side. Compared with Song Shujue, Chen Lang's character is much smoother and has more scruples.

It's just that you can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it for a lifetime.

In order to fulfill this lie, they told many more lies, but if the old man insisted on forcing them to go on a blind date and get married, how would they deal with it?

Song Shujue covered his eyes with his hands.

He is not a pessimistic person, but under so much pressure, it is inevitable to feel tired.

How did you get on this road in the first place...

The afternoon sun hangs in the sky like a big fireball, and the noisy cicadas on the big banyan tree outside the window keep calling.

In the room, 15-year-old Song Shujue, who was only wearing a pair of shorts, was sleeping in the dark on the mat, while Chen Lang, who was shirtless, was sweating profusely on the table and rushing to do his homework.

The fan was whistling, and Song Shujue vaguely noticed that something was wrong with his body.

It was very hot, not the heat caused by the rise in the outside temperature, but the dry heat emitted from the inside of the body.

His legs began to rub against the cold bamboo mat, and the small snoring turned into heavy breathing.

The drowsiness dissipated, Song Shujue opened his eyes, bit his lips, and stretched out his hand to reach down.

The panties were wet.

The face that was already flushed from sleep deepened a bit.

Song Shujue sat up pretending to be calm, and when he turned his head, he saw Chen Lang sitting beside him looking at him.

His eyes were dark, and there was also a big bulge between his legs.

Song Shujue's gaze between his legs did not embarrass Chen Lang, and he said very candidly: "Men will be like this when they reach a certain age."

"I know!" Song Shujue turned his head away again to hide his awkwardness, "Do you think I haven't taken a physical hygiene class?"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to get out of bed to clean up, but accidentally sprained his foot and fell into Chen Lang's arms, with his hand just on the bulge.

Chen Lang let out a muffled groan that he didn't know whether it was pain or comfort, grabbed his wrist that he wanted to move away, and looked at him with burning eyes.

"Then do you know that men can help each other in this regard, for example..."

The young body couldn't stand being teased, almost as soon as it was held by the sweaty hand, Song Shujue reacted.

Everything is forgotten, only the immediate sensual pleasure remains in the mind.

The two curled up on the mat to vent together looked at each other for a while, as if they were attracted by a mysterious attraction, their faces got closer...

The high-hanging sun, the never-ending chirping of cicadas, intertwined bodies, fiery body temperature, mingled sweat, and immoral pleasure.

— Constitutes the memory of that summer.

☆、Chapter Eight

After drying his clothes, Song Shujue dragged his tired body and collapsed on the bed.

It is really inconvenient to live in a dormitory. Not only is the activity area small, but there are not enough furniture and appliances, and you have to wash all your clothes by hand.

It's just that he doesn't want to go back yet.

The window was suddenly slapped, Song Shujue turned over and got up.

Inexplicably, he walked towards the sink, opened the window, and found that it was a cat.

Still a familiar cat.

"How did you come up here!"

Song Shujue carried it in, pinched its little paws and questioned.

The cat meowed lazily, patted Song Shujue's face with its paw, and then lifted it out of the window.

Song Shujue stuffed his paws back into his bosom, leaned forward to look, and saw a white figure beside the cherry blossom forest downstairs.

The man also happened to look up, faintly smiling.

"This is the sixth floor!"

Song Shujue slammed the window shut, with a hint of anger in his words.

"Even if that guy is too lazy to go upstairs, he can't let you climb up the window. What if you fall?"

The cat seemed a little surprised by his unsteady behavior, and meowed again.

He also realized that he was too excited, afraid of scaring the kitten Song Shujue, slowed down his voice again, lifted the cat up, and looked directly into its amber cat eyes.

"Hey, you also saw how bad your master is, can I raise you instead?"

Although it seemed a bit stupid to talk to a cat, Song Shujue felt that this cat could understand human speech.

The cat gave him a disdainful look, broke free from his grasp, and left him a swaggering back with its catwalk.

There is an arrow stuck in the heart, so, so painful...

Song Shujue, who was greatly shocked, muttered to himself on the spot: "Am I that bad? Obviously, he looks much more reliable than that guy, or is it because he is more handsome than me?"

When Song Shujue followed the cat downstairs, he happened to see Qin Li, who was wearing a white hoodie with his hands in his pockets, lowering his head and gently blowing away a petal that fell on his shoulder. With the background of a large cherry blossom forest behind him, it was beautiful. It could even be the cover of a girls' magazine.

After being stunned for a moment, Song Shujue coughed uncomfortably after he realized it.

Being mad by my own students...

"teacher."

Seeing him, Qin Li picked up the cat on the ground and strode over.

Song Shujue pursed his lips and accused him righteously: "You are too incompetent as the master, how can you let the kitten climb the window to the sixth floor? Even if the cat's motor system is very developed, you can't guarantee that it will not Something will happen."

"Teacher, what you said is that it won't happen next time."

Although he was apologizing, Qin Li still looked irritatingly careless, smiling and scratching the kitten's chin, "I'm sorry, Xiaojin."

"Little Jin?"

"Well, the name I gave it, isn't its hair yellow."

"Shouldn't that be Xiao Huang?"

"Xiao Huang is too vulgar." Qin Li looked at Song Shujue in surprise, "You are still a university teacher..."

Pretending not to see the look of disdain from the kitten, Song Shujue took a deep breath and suppressed all his emotions.

"What did you call me down for?"

Qin Li answered irrelevantly: "I checked, teacher, you have no class today, right?"

"so?"

"So, go on a date with me!"

Song Shujue asked hesitantly: "Is there any causal relationship between the two?"

The other party smiled brightly: "Yes. Because the teacher has no classes, so you want to date me."

what the hell.

Song Shujue found himself increasingly unable to understand the minds of these students.

Is this the legendary generation gap?

"Is the date you said the same as the date I know?"

Qin Li stroked his chin, "Although I don't know the meaning of dating in the teacher's acquaintance...but it should be!"

After being silent for a while, Song Shujue educated earnestly: "Young man, I know you respect your teacher, but this date is to be with someone you like, so the teacher won't get involved."

"But the teacher is the person I like."

The other party was extremely dishonest, and said innocently.

……What?

"I remember April Fool's Day is next week."

"I was serious."

As Qin Li spoke, he leaned closer.

Fortunately, Song Shujue hid quickly, otherwise he would really have kissed him.

Taking two steps back warily, he frowned and thought about it, and said, "Do you have a fledgling plot? Whoever picks you up likes whoever you are?"

Qin Li shook his head.

"No, when the teacher took me back, I actually hated the teacher for being nosy."

This can be seen.

"Then you still..."

"—But when you stuffed the bowls and chopsticks into my arms and asked me to wash the dishes, I fell in love with such a teacher at first sight!"

Is it really a neuropathy?

Also, "You use the wrong idiom."

Qin Li shyly lifted the cat up to cover his face.

"Ah, I'm sorry, my Chinese is not very good..."

"I see."

Facing such a boy, Song Shujue couldn't bear to say harsh words, but, as a teacher, he had to harden his heart.

"I am a man."

"I just like men."

"I am a teacher."

"I just like teachers."

"...I am not the only male teacher in the school."

"I just like you."

Song Shujue had a headache: "The most important thing is that I have a lover. I don't like you."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Li's expression instantly became extremely gloomy, and the indifference in his eyes was shocking.

But in a blink of an eye, it was still the same, that look was like Song Shujue's illusion.

"It's ok."

He said with a smile.

"I can wait. Wait for you to leave him, wait for you to fall in love with me."——

[I think you will scare Teacher Song. ]

"No, contradictions are more attractive, aren't they?"

[Only you would think so. ]

Qin Li pretended to be profound and smiled: "You, a little stupid cat, can't understand the thoughts of human beings."

[...Blame me? ]

I don't know who forced him to become like this!

Seeing Goldfinger squinting at him, Qin Li patted "it" on the head reassuringly.

"By the way, you have a good impression of Song Shujue."

[Have it? ]

"You call him Mr. Song. In the past, you only said it was the mission target."

[... Teacher Song is a good person. ]

"Is it because he is nice to you?"

Qin Li could still remember Song Shujue's accusation against him just now because of Goldfinger's stupid cat.

[People who like small animals are not bad. ]

"It's really cliché."

Qin Li sneered.

"Goldfinger, I advise you not to care too much about others, so as not to be reluctant when you leave."

[Will not. ]

Although, already has a heart.

But the feelings given to others will not be much.

[I always remember what my mission is.I serve only you. ]

"That's good."

Qin Li put the cat on his shoulder and turned to look at "it".

"Human feelings are too unreliable. Only a relationship based on interests can truly make people feel at ease. Because they are all mutual needs, so as long as the interests are still there, this relationship will not be broken, will it?"

Goldfinger squatted on his shoulder, as if thinking.

"Meow."

☆、Chapter Nine

【...My dad is fine. The doctor said that he just needs to adjust his diet and exercise more, but this is very difficult. You know how much he loves braised pork...Xiao Jue, are you listening? 】

Song Shujue silently switched the phone from his ear to the other side, and moved his fingers that were stiff due to excessive force.

"Then what have you been doing these days?"

【Uh, just to bring the elderly home from the hospital and chat with them.Do you miss me?I'll be back the day after tomorrow. 】

"Oh, then you spend these two days with your parents well... Well, I still have classes, so I'll hang up first."

Song Shujue slowly put down the phone, his eyes were heavy.

Before Song's mother told him that Chen Lang went back to go on a blind date with a foreign girl, although he felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't really care.

Even though neither of them were born gay, and they both had a crush on girls before they were together, Song Shujue didn't believe that the relationship between him and Chen Lang for more than ten years was no match for a foreign girl he just met.

Song Shujue thought that Chen Lang might tell the truth in a complaining tone, or he might avoid answering with a little embarrassment.But he never thought that he would take the initiative to call just to deliver a lie.

Although I really don't want to be suspicious, but...

Song Shujue pinched the bridge of his nose.

Is he becoming more and more unfamiliar, or has he never known him before?

After tidying up his mood, Song Shujue decided to go out for a stroll, anywhere is fine, as long as he doesn't stay alone in the dormitory.

Too quiet and deserted environment will only make him think more.

In the eyes of many people, Mr. Song, who is handsome and elegant, with few expressions and sharp words, is a typical literary youth. He eats petals when he is hungry and drinks morning dew when he is thirsty. He only wears a white shirt and only goes to Starbucks. Tibet counts the stars and watches the sunrise on the top of the mountain.

But in reality, Song Shujue is nothing more than a layman at heart, who loves to read online novels, play games, and eat stinky tofu.

So, to please himself, he first took the school bus to the school gate, then took a taxi to the city center, and then walked across two roads, traveling thousands of miles to buy stinky tofu in the most authentic store.

two hours later.

Mr. Song, who arrived smoothly and feasted on his mouth, gracefully wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth with a paper towel, got up, paid the bill, and packed two boxes of stinky tofu.

Then on the way home with a full load, I ran into——

Looking at the figure standing on the side of the road that attracted a lot of attention, Song Shujue wondered if the frequency of this person's appearance these days is a bit too high?

He must be seen sitting in the front row in every class—even if he has heard it several times;

When he goes to a restaurant to eat, he must sit at the next table—although he is indeed a regular customer of that store;

Even when he goes out for morning exercise every morning, he can be found walking the cat on the track.

Every time Song Shujue saw him pretending to be surprised and surprised, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

For such a persistent "suiter" who won't listen to what he says, won't go away when scolded, and can't even hide, he really can't do anything.

But in this situation, they could still meet each other, Song Shujue almost wondered if Qin Li installed a locator on him.

However, he soon discovered something was wrong.

Qin Li was not alone, there was a man in formal clothes standing in front of him, and a high-end car was parked beside him.

The man was meticulously dressed from top to bottom, with a stern face and sharp eyes, a typical elite image.

He leaned forward slightly, treated Qin Li very respectfully, and was whispering something at this moment.

On the other hand, Qin Li looked very impatient.

With his hands in his trouser pockets and a sneer on his face, the side profile seen from Song Shujue's position was extremely cold.

Both of them didn't notice him, Song Shujue hesitated for a while, and was about to leave when he saw an astonishing scene.

I saw Qin Li bent down and picked up a stone from the ground, holding the pointed horn against the door of the car, and slowly but forcefully swiped a big fork.

The sharp sound of the metal being scratched together with the car's alarm sounded so ear-piercing that even Song Shujue, who was standing seven or eight meters away, couldn't help frowning.However, among the two people who received the noise at close range, one even squinted and smiled, while the other kept his expression unchanged, watching each other do bad things almost connivingly.

After admiring his own work, Qin Li suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the stone against the man's neck.

"Next time you bother me, it will be on you."

He tilted his head slightly, with a very provocative smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was only gloom in his eyes.

After finishing speaking, he threw away the stone casually and turned around, just in time to see Song Shujue who was stunned in place.

He also seemed extremely surprised by Song Shujue's appearance, but he was only surprised for a moment.

Soon, he completely changed his expression, and walked towards Song Shujue with a happy face.

"Hey, teacher, are you out to play alone?"

Seeing him greet him like a normal person, Song Shujue really felt very weird.

"Well, let's go out and do some shopping."

Qin Li turned his eyes, saw the box in Song Shujue's hand, and said comprehendingly: "Ah, so the teacher..."

Song Shujue, who felt that his tall image was about to be destroyed, said bluntly:

"—Why, can't the teacher eat stinky tofu?"

"No, I just want to say that I also like to eat stinky tofu, and I also have a membership card for this store."

Qin Li's eyes were full of innocence.

"By the way, teacher, it feels like it's going to rain, let's go back to school quickly."

Looking up at the blazing sky, Song Shujue wondered if he was using the legendary man's sixth sense?

Just as Qin Li was about to leave, dragging Song Shujue, the man in formal attire had strode over.

He showed a formulaic smile to Song Shujue: "Mr. Song, hello."

"Hello."

How did this person know that his surname was Song?

Seeming to see through his thoughts, the man explained lightly: "Sorry, we did some research on you without prior notice. I hope you can understand our husband as a parent..."

Song Shujue frowned, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"I am the butler of the Qin family. I came here this time to..."

"To shut up."

The words were interrupted again and again, but he did not show any impatience, but looked at Qin Li who was speaking with an inquiring expression.

"Master?"

Qin Li took a step forward, just in front of Song Shujue, and said disgustedly: "Don't call me that! Also, go back and tell your master, if you dare to attack people around me, don't blame me for not remembering the last bit of blood relationship Darling. Now, get out."

The man didn't say a word, bowed silently to him after a while, turned around, got in the car and left.

"The annoying person has finally left, so let's go back together, teacher."

Looking at the young man who smiled without any haze, Song Shujue was silent for a long time, then raised the box in his hand.

"Want to eat?"

As if feeling awkward, he looked away, and repeated it without any fluctuations in his tone.

"Stinky tofu, do you want to eat?"——

"Stepmother, quarreling, running away... Ha, it's almost the same old drama."

Song Shujue looked at the two empty boxes distressedly, then raised his head to look at the satisfied Qin Li.

"Why are you telling me?"

Qin Li blinked at him, "I don't know, just say what you want."

Then a lazy smile appeared on his face, "Perhaps, I want to use this to gain the teacher's sympathy."

Song Shujue also smiled, but didn't speak.

This student's temperament is really weird, and sometimes even makes people feel a little nervous.

However, it is so clear.

What you like is like, what you hate is hate.He will behave well in front of the former, and be unscrupulously bad towards the latter.

His pride made him disdain to lie, let alone get sympathy from others.

"There are quite a few people who like you."

Song Shujue found that this guy who was already qualified to be called a man had a peculiar charm, needless to say when he usually deliberately appeared sunny, but when he exposed his dark side, he was unexpectedly attractive.

That lonely, rebellious, obscure, and gloomy expression is simply a kind of poison, which seduces people and degrades them, and they cannot escape.

"There must be some excellent boys and girls among them. So, I feel strange why you would waste your time on me," Song Shujue thought for a while, "someone who is older than you, not so outstanding, and has a partner."

Qin Li put away his smile and looked at him deeply.

The concentration and obsession in those eyes seemed to be real, making the air a bit sticky.

Song Shujue avoided his gaze and looked at the sky evasively.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed again.

"The reason is what I said that time: at that moment, I fell in love with the teacher."

He bent his mouth, moved Song Shujue's uncomfortable eyes away, and looked at the ground indifferently.

"Before I met the teacher, I never had a good impression of others. So, even I was surprised, how can I like a person so much. Every expression, every sentence, every encounter... This kind of liking has deepened little by little. Maybe saying this will make the teacher feel that I am abnormal-everytime the teacher standing on the podium casts a glance, it will make me have the urge to get an erection. "

Song Shujue involuntarily tightened his fingers, trying to calm his voice: "Really?"

"I like you, I like you so much, I only like you, I like you the most... Countless times in my mind, I imagined that you would say such things to me, teacher, but later I found out that this can no longer satisfy me."

Qin Li held his convulsed fingers, slowly stretched them apart, and clasped his fingers together, sticking them to the side of his face.

"—Teacher, love me, okay?"

☆、Chapter Ten

Song Shujue opened the door, and seeing the scene in front of him, he really felt extremely ironic.

He Lu, who was only wearing a loose shirt, was sitting cross-legged on the sofa. When she heard the movement, she turned her head and looked over, and said in amazement, "Brother Song, why are you here?"

"Why am I here?"

With a slight sneer, Song Shujue slowly repeated his words.

Seemingly realizing that she had said the wrong thing, He Lu quickly got off the sofa, blinking uneasily, "Brother Chen and I..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Lang came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair.

Seeing Song Shujue at the door, a pleasant smile appeared on his face, but when he realized what the situation was, he became stiff again.

Looking at Chen Lang, who was only wearing a bath towel around his lower body, and at He Lu, who was wearing Chen Lang's shirt, Song Shujue's tone was surprisingly calm: "I hope I didn't disturb you."

Chen Lang used to have a partner who had a good relationship. During an emergency mission, his partner died accidentally. Before he died, he asked Chen Lang to take care of his younger brother, He Lu, who was dependent on him.Chen Lang has always been a very responsible person. From then on, he regards He Lu as his younger brother and loves him very much.

As for He Lu, she also seems to be a very grateful person, and she has always been obedient, sensible, independent and strong.After graduating from university, he worked as a civilian in the Public Security Bureau where Chen Lang worked.Not only does she admire and love Chen Lang very much, but she is also very respectful and polite to Song Shujue.

However, even though He Lu concealed it well, Song Shujue could still find the light of admiration in his eyes looking at Chen Lang.And, a little hostility towards myself.

He once told Chen Lang that He Lu might have different thoughts about him.However, Chen Lang has always been rough and careless in his feelings, and because he preconceivedly regards the other party as his younger brother, he also thinks that the other party only regards him as his elder brother, and he doesn't really believe Chen Lang's words.

Song Shujue didn't intend to say more, but he was as indifferent and distant towards He Lu as before.

It takes a long time to see people's hearts, let's just watch.

But he never thought that on this day, Chen Lang's performance would disappoint him so much.

Chen Lang stepped forward to stop him in panic, "Xiaojue, listen to me, Xiaolu went to pick me up at the airport today, and when we were leaving the lobby, a speeding car just happened to splash us all over with muddy water, and Xiaolu The place he rented didn’t provide hot water during the day, so I asked him to take a shower at home and change his clothes. Don’t you love cleanliness the most, so I lent him my clothes. Trust me, This is the reason, this matter is really not as it seems..."

So damn ambiguous!

Song Shujue listened quietly, then nodded.

"I believe you."

Under Chen Lang's overjoyed gaze, he continued: "Because you all know that I will come back today, if you really want to do something, you won't be so stupid today. Unless you want me to see this scene on purpose."

Under Song Shujue's calm and deep gaze, He Lu turned her head and bit her lip quickly in embarrassment.

Then he smiled as if nothing had happened: "Fortunately, Brother Song, you didn't misunderstand, you must know that if your relationship is really broken because of me, then I have committed a serious crime, and my brother will scold me to death if he is alive. "

As soon as he mentioned the name of his dead partner, Chen Lang's originally suspicious eyes suddenly softened a little, "Don't say that, Xiao Jue regards you as a younger brother like me, how can I misunderstand you."

Having said that, Chen Lang knew that if he found a man wearing Song Shujue's clothes in the living room when he came home, and Song Shujue happened to come out of the bathroom with his upper body naked, no matter who that man was, he would definitely be furious.Even if I knew it was just a misunderstanding, I couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Chen Lang gratefully looked at his understanding partner.

He knew that even though Xiao Jue had a cold war with him not long ago, he still trusted him!

Song Shujue smiled faintly, "You are not qualified enough to break the relationship between me and Chen Lang."

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of He Lu's embarrassed expression, and Chen Lang's affectionate gaze also turned into embarrassment.

Uh, Xiao Jue is still so blunt when speaking.

But soon, he could no longer be embarrassed, because Song Shujue then turned the cannon barrel to him.

"Although I believe you didn't lie to me this time, about your blind date—"

Chen Lang looked at him in surprise, "You..."

"I called my mother to ask about Father Chen's situation," Song Shujue smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's a bit different from what you said later."

Chen Lang explained annoyedly: "Xiao Jue, am I afraid that you will think too much, you know that I was also tricked back, I don't have that kind of thought at all..."

"I know. I know you're involuntary, and I'm sure you don't."

Song Shujue sighed inwardly.

"But you can't trust me."

"It's all my fault. It's my self-righteousness... I'm just afraid that you will mind. You were still angry with me at that time. I don't want to say it out to make you misunderstand."

"Yeah, that's the reason for everything."

Song Shujue looked at him almost sadly.

"You always think you understand my thoughts, but in fact, you never understand me."

Chen Lang wanted to argue, how could it be, he almost watched him grow up, how could he not understand him?

However, he had no reason to defend himself.

Song Shujue closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear.

"Let's separate."

His voice was very soft, but to Chen Lang's ears it was no less than a thunderclap.

"We may not really be suitable."

"are you kidding me?"

The original unbelievable expression was a little dazed, Chen Lang looked at him, his voice trembling slightly.

"We've been together for 12 years. You say we're not suitable?"

Song Shujue suddenly asked: "Will you come out to your family?"

Chen Lang froze for a moment, "I, I..."

Song Shujue, who got the answer from his reaction, showed a mocking smile.

"Yeah, it's been 12 years. We've walked the road of no future for 12 years."

"Back when I was with you, even though I was under tremendous pressure, I still felt happy. But now, I am very tired. This relationship that cannot see the light only brings me exhaustion."

These words completely crushed Chen Lang.

He couldn't accept that everything he had done for this relationship was ruthlessly denied.

Looking at Song Shujue's calm, almost cold face, Chen Lang realized that everything was useless.

Quarreling, questioning, powerless pleas...

Nothing can be undone.

"Then, so be it."

He wiped his face hard.

"If that's the only way you can be happy—I'll let you go."

☆、Chapter Eleven

Song Shujue's condition is very bad recently.

Insomnia all night, the dark circles on my face are getting heavier day by day.

Although he was the one who proposed the breakup, it caused him no less harm and pressure than Chen Lang's.

The time spent together is too long, and their meaning to each other can no longer be simply defined as lovers.

Friendship, family affection, love, no matter what it is, you can't let it go easily.

If he was not really exhausted to the point of hopelessness, he would not be willing to go this far.

Whether it is "breaking up" or "letting you go", it will not bring relief, but only spiritual torture.

"Happy?"

In the darkness of the night, he asked himself this question.

"No, I'm not happy. But I'm not miserable either."

He remembered the afternoon when Chen Lang was about to leave for college, they kissed desperately in the public toilet of the train station.

The cramped and dirty environment, the turbid air, all these are the growth hormones of desire, breeding crazy obsession.

Months of hesitation and struggle turned into endless courage at this moment.

"Xiao Jue, I like you."

Chen Lang moved his lips to his ear.

"We're going to be together forever."

Song Shujue looked at him, blinking away the drops of water in his eyes.

"Well. Together."

He burned all his youth for this relationship, and he has no regrets.

He personally put an end to these ten years, and he didn't suffer.

Song Shujue rested his head on his pillow, looking at the illusory past self above.

"Because I believe that what I do is right."——

When the get out of class bell rang, Song Shujue leaned on the podium and closed his eyes to rest.

Today he was taking consecutive classes, so although it was recess, most of the students stayed in the classroom, sorting out the notes from the previous class, or chatting and laughing in low voices.

"Teacher, can you sit down and rest for a while?"

Song Shujue opened his eyes and found that it was Qin Li who was speaking.

He was still sitting in the front row, with no more or no less concern on his face, exactly the attitude a student should have towards a teacher.

Song Shujue nodded.

"No, thanks."

Since that day when Qin Li confessed again that he almost ran away in fright, the two of them never had close contact again.

What's strange is that Qin Li didn't make any more entanglements, which made Song Shujue slightly relieved.

Whether he really gave up or not - at least for now, it's good that he didn't bring him any more troubles.

Qin Li frowned, and looked at him with some dissatisfaction: "Teacher, your mental state seems to be not very good these days, if you continue like this, you will not be able to hold on."

The students next to him also began to express their support in a few words:

"Yeah, teacher, you look a little pale."

"We can't bear to let you continue your lecture!"

"Just sit down and sleep for a while, we will call you after class!"

Song Shujue was amused and touched at the same time, these guys were usually terrified of him, but now they dared to say anything.

But in the end, it’s hard to refuse, sit down in a seat vacated by a student, and don’t forget to remind them: “You must call me after class!”

"Don't worry, don't worry, it will happen!"

In the unanimous agreement of everyone, Song Shujue buried his head on the arm on the table with peace of mind.

It was strange to say that he could not fall asleep in bed alone for several hours every night, but now in the large classroom with dozens of people, lying on the hard desk, he fell asleep very quickly.

Because of this, he didn't see Qin Li get up, and quietly changed places with the student next to him.

The bell rang.

Everyone looked at each other, a girl stretched out her hand to wake him up, but was stopped by Qin Li.

"Let him have a good sleep. How about self-study in this class?"

Song Shujue's mental state in the past few days has been seen by everyone. At this time, no one can refuse to look at the sleeping teacher and the boy with sincere eyes.

Song Shujue slept for a long time this time, so long that even the teacher for the next class came to the classroom, he still didn't show any sign of waking up.

A middle-aged female teacher came in, and the first thing she saw when she stepped onto the podium was Song Shujue sleeping on the table.

"Hey, this classmate..."

Since she couldn't see the face, the female teacher only thought it was a student.Although she wasn't too strict with classroom discipline, but this student blatantly sat in the front row and fell asleep, the influence was too bad...

I thought the students around would wake him up, but unexpectedly, the boy sitting next to him who had been watching him raised his head, put his index finger in front of his lips, and made a "shh" mouth.

Then he took off his coat, carefully put it on the sleeping boy, and deliberately covered his ears tightly.

The female teacher looked around suspiciously, but found that many female students were looking at them with bright eyes, then raised their heads, and made that movement together in a very tacit understanding: "Shh——"

Accepting the pleading gazes from the students, the good-natured female teacher sighed helplessly, said nothing, and began to give lectures.

Someone noticed carefully that the teacher's voice was much lower than usual.