Accelerated Escape on the Moon River

He hasn't made a mistake for a long time, but this time he made a mistake again.

The old professor who hated him in the school admired him very much, and originally only recommended him to give lectures in top universities, but Qu Chaoyuan hesitated again and again, got up and dismissed the matter.

The typhoon only lasted for a while. In the morning, the sun broke through the misty water vapor, and the sky and the earth became clear and bright again.

This world is clean, cute and well-behaved, as if it has been washed with a loofah soaked in foam and scorched from shining glass.

Qu Chaoyuan heard birds singing again, but the cicadas were not dead.

He stared blankly at the body curled up beside him.

It belonged to a young man, the student he admired more, the young student who discussed the interpretation of the criminal law and the difference between crimes and punishments with him a few days ago.

The randomness and broadness of chatting with him once made Qu Chaoyuan feel unparalleled joy.

His appreciation of Quan Tang is far beyond a teacher's appreciation of a student's professionalism.

At first, I was only looking for resonance in the movies I watched together, and later changed to a wider range of music paintings.

What pleased Qu Chaoyuan the most was that Quan Tang's unique insights into low-budget realistic films, his in-depth thinking on sociology and anthropology overlapped so much with Qu Chaoyuan's travel experiences over the years.

He had never seen such an undergraduate student who was discussing Durkheim and social solidarism one second, and telling him how delicious freshly baked pancakes are when apples are paid for.

When he saw Quan Tang, his mind was about to separate from work and go to the fragmented world in every corner.

When did you realize you were wrong?

Beside him, under his dark patterned quilt, part of his body was hidden in the shadows, with his white back facing him, Quan Tang looked like a twisted little white dragon.

This little white dragon came to him last night in the rain and wind. He was covered with soft and delicate scales. He gently stroked it with the palm of a human being, and used the turbid air of stroking the reincarnation of grains to face his jade-like luster. Dizzy and disoriented limp in his palm.

Qu Chaoyuan settled down and got out of bed to wash up.

The bright eyes, the scorching breath, the tightly entangled limbs, and the flustered sweet kiss.

Qu Chaoyuan closed his eyes hard.

Why last night, when he looked at those eyes and that person, he forgot that he was his teacher.

Qu Chaoyuan went to the balcony to make a phone call to reject the old professor's kind recommendation, he has no intentions now.

He had no thoughts at all, and his thoughts went to Quan Tang again.

Needless to say, he probably sold out the flower shop in front of the school. Where did he get those strong wild flowers and weeds?Is it from the field?On such a hot day, when it reached over forty degrees at one point, did he just ride his bike between the sun and the green land?

Qu Chaoyuan's throat was so dry that he felt pain and colic.

Both the cloud and the green stretched out in the same way, he rode the bike too hard as if he was angry, the back that Qu Chaoyuan kissed last night was stretched straight——

——he was looking for the flowers he wanted.

When Qu Chaoyuan thought of this, he couldn't think about it anymore.

It was Xia Tian's fault, he shouldn't have made such a mistake.

How do other people evaluate Teacher Qu?

Eloquent, knowledgeable, and kind to others.

In court, he acts steadily with reason and evidence, and in life, he is personable, elegant and magnanimous.

What if, his ecstasy this night was found out by someone with a heart?Was it taken advantage of by someone with a heart?

The halo on Qu Chaoyuan's body?his skin?How should he deal with himself?

Qu Chaoyuan thought for a long time on the balcony.

There was a small tooth mark on his neck. Quan Tang was in so much pain last night that he took a small bite.

Half a bright red butterfly.

Back in the bedroom, Quan Tang was under the quilt, like a raised sugar triangle.

He's just a puddle of hot sugar.

Qu Chaoyuan walked to the bed and slowly lifted the quilt.

Quan Tang had a severe fever, and his face was flushed red.

On his neck, there are red marks from being sucked/sucked by the teacher.

Qu Chaoyuan's heart softened suddenly.

He finally dreamed, accompanied by the sound of rain.

The baby elephant is so happy on the dusty city road in a rainy day. There are no people on the road, the trees are broken, and its nose and tail are turning in circles.

Why is it so happy?

Quan Tang didn't know who he was, and he didn't have a physical body. He followed the little red elephant in the void, watching it have fun silently.

It turned out that it has grown so big.

But in this gauze-covered metal world, a few soft and fresh banana leaves suddenly grow out of the places where its hooves step on.

The 'click' winded into a green river behind it.

Quan Tang stared at it blankly, it was so beautiful and fat, its whole body was tender and round, and its color was so straight, Baoguang's red.

Why is it so happy today?

Quan Tang asked himself in a daze.

But he followed the little elephant all the way, and he was happy too. It wagged its nose and tail, and he was overjoyed to see it.

After walking a few steps, suddenly many gaps opened in the ground, and hot magma gushed out instantly. The little elephant was caught off guard and screamed in panic——

Quan Tang woke up suddenly.

He was sweating all over, and the fever had subsided.

He had never seen this room before, it was spacious and beautiful, and the clothes on his body had also been changed.

This is the teacher's home.

At this time Qu Chaoyuan walked in, he looked soft and clean.Wearing home clothes, she looks better than before on the podium.

Qu Chaoyuan came to him, and Quan Tang's fingers were tightly intertwined.

"How did you find my home?" Qu Chaoyuan asked him.

He didn't cover up the red mark on his neck, which made Tang's heart itch.

When everything happened last night, the fever in his body was already surging, the low fever made his mind become chaotic, and he couldn't do anything except get close to Qu Chaoyuan.

"In the past... when the school first started, the Academic Affairs Office gave the addresses of some teachers. I remember it." Quan Tang explained.

Qu Chaoyuan sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to try his forehead.

His tone was very peaceful, not like scolding him.

"Such a heavy rain. Don't you yourself know the danger?"

Quan Tang only felt that the place where the teacher's palm touched changed, that piece of skin was noisy and happy.

"I want to meet and talk to the teacher. If there is something, I have to see the teacher."

Quan Tang quickly grabbed Qu Chaoyuan's fingers and put them in the palm of his hand.

Qu Chaoyuan kept his expression on, his expression didn't show any clues.A few fingers let him grab and hold them in the palm of his hand.

Under this thin layer of water, no one can feel the undercurrent surging.

Quan Tang cautiously searched the teacher's face and tried to figure out his own words: "Teacher, can I pursue you?"

Qu Chaoyuan didn't answer, his eyelashes drooped long, covering the light in his eyes.

His cheek was kissed like a machine gun by Quan Tang last night, but this morning it was still as smooth as porcelain, and the thin cheek skin was covered with two groups of soft white flocs. This childishness has made Quan Tang's heart flutter until now.

He had already done such an intimate thing last night, yet he still asked politely.

In this student, madness and tranquility always coexist.

He is also the one who crosses a quarter of the city, trekking in the storm, and the pink soft substance that seems to be crying but not crying.

"Last night, the teacher didn't hate me." Quan Tang said.

His voice was still hoarse, hoarse mixed with honey, making Qu Chaoyuan instantly return to the scene of last night.

——his tears flowed out, when he moaned in a low voice.

When his legs were bent and his toes curled up.

Qu Chaoyuan looked up at him.

Quan Tang's eyes still had the glaze from last night, and his slightly red and swollen eyes contained sweet water springs.

Qu Chaoyuan decided to make a little more mistake, a little bit.

"You are the student I admire the most so far."

Quan Tang nodded his head, very cheerfully, his eyes shone with hope, like a dog.

Qu Chaoyuan pondered and looked straight at him: "Quan Tang, I have already felt your heart. As your teacher, I have no way to give you a clear answer now."

Quan Tang's palm trembled slightly, and he squeezed his fingers tightly.

Qu Chaoyuan was not willing to say anything demeaning: "I just hope that you will not let yourself down in all the decisions."

Quan Tang clenched his lips, knelt on the bed, and pressed Qu Chaoyuan's palm against his chest.

He passed the heartbeat to the teacher, and showed him how enthusiastic he was.

"I never do anything I regret."

"Teacher and I have a try, anyway, it's summer now, right?"

He took a few steps forward on his knees, and stretched out his palms to hug Qu Chaoyuan's neck.

Finally, at the moment of waking up, Quan Tang was wrapped and soaked by that blue, faint, and dense fragrance, and a bright smile flowed from his thinner face after only a day of burning.

Qu Chaoyuan was stunned for a moment, and then went deep into this mistake that shouldn't have been made.He reached out and put his arms around the eager boy.

The teacher kissed him lightly on the back of his parched neck.

"Unpack a new toothbrush for you, let's drink porridge after washing."

The first week of Quan Tang's love was spent repeatedly with fever.

He ate at the teacher's house and went back with his feet on the cotton.

The world is clean and lovely, open and bright.

Everywhere was washed shiny, but not hot.Quan Tang was wearing the clothes borrowed by his teacher, the sleeves were ventilated, as if the clothes were filled with blue lake water.

Even the buses are bright and beautiful.

After returning to the dormitory, he still couldn't believe that he had been loved by the teacher even a little bit. He sniffed the smell of his collar and walked around the dormitory desperately.

He knocked down the books on the shelf again.

Chi Zhong's model was also knocked crooked by him.

Quan Tang could not stop making the sound of a train passing through a cave, and his outstretched arms beat those rare movie posters that he had pasted on the wall until they crackled like leaves.

He fell to the ground like a rich landlord Lao Cai, giggling.

However, it was not too early to be happy, and he fell ill again.

In the evening, I was admitted to the school hospital and continued to drink water.

Hanging on the water, connected to his mother's phone, still watching a movie.

He was in such a happy mood, watching relaxing country animation movies and the summer friendship between the two girls made him want to dance.

Quan Tang's sensitive mother couldn't help worrying on the other end of the phone.

Ever since his father left, she has always been so worried.

"I'm fine! I'm watching a movie! The rain didn't catch me at all yesterday!"

He happily told his mother about his new little artist Chu Disheng, and about the film lovers who were coming to see him.

Talking nonsense.

After his mother said a few words, she hung up the phone.

Quan Tang's buttocks were still hurting, Qu Chaoyuan rammed a wedge into his body, he was better lying on the bed, but when he was walking, he felt strange in the back, I don't know if it was completely pain, or a slight air leakage.

He began to think back to last night, except for the rich smell of peony, he couldn't think of anything else.I just feel that the teacher is quite ruthless, but seems to have lost to something.

Quan Tang didn't remember what was said in the novel to clean up afterward.

He let out an "ouch", thinking he had found the cause of the fever.

After thinking about it, he still has some memories of rippling water and steaming mist in his head. He should be in the bathroom, and he woke up dry. A good person like the teacher should have cleaned it up for him.

Then this high fever.

Qu Chaoyuan probably had a high fever that he had been ill for a long time.

High fever like spring and summer.

What a high fever.

Quan Tang was reciting poems aloud in the ward, and the nurses from the school hospital thought something was wrong and stepped into the door suddenly.

"what--!"

After seeing off the nurse, he continued to sing happily.