Teacher Meng wanted to hit someone after hearing this

Meng Yuan saw that Jiang Lang didn't speak for a long time, thinking that it seemed unreliable for a homosexual to say this, and it would be very embarrassing for him to mess with others in the middle of the night without a clear mind.

After all, Jiang Lang still felt that he should not be impatient, but he was afraid that Meng Yuan would misunderstand him, so he said, "Do you have any extra quilts and pillows? Thin ones are fine. I can just sleep on the sofa."

Jiang Sanshao has really slept on the sofa a lot. When he was young, he would often play outside very late. In a flash, it was early in the morning. After drinking, he fell asleep with a few classmates in a bar On the sofa of the box.

However, he obviously didn't expect that sofas are also divided into sizes. Meng Yuan went back to his room and brought out a quilt for him. Send it to the landlord to have a look, and then leave after shooting to prepare for tomorrow's Monday class.Jiang Lang was sitting by the sofa in the living room, having a headache, what position should he put to sleep, and at the same time, Mr. Meng, who put gold on his face, took a photo of him. In fact, he wanted to secretly use it as a mobile phone desktop.

In the end, he used the most secure posture with his back against the sofa. During that time, he had already turned off the light in the living room, and then began to focus on the lights in Meng Yuan's room in a trance. Make up, imagining the scene of Teacher Meng throwing himself into his arms.The so-called good night under the moon, lonely men and widowed men, is really very exciting.

Here, Meng Yuan had just sent the photo to Lan when he noticed that the lights outside the door went dark.He paused, thinking that he is an artist after all, not only does he not care about sleeping on the sofa, but he also goes to bed so early, which is really different from ordinary people.

He picked up the mobile phone next to him again, and there was no reply to Fu Heqian's text message asking if he would like dinner. Meng Yuan held his pen in his mouth and wrote another text message: I'll see you for dinner at noon tomorrow.

Meng Yuan didn't expect the other party to reply. He didn't expect that he just put down the phone and was about to continue reading when the phone rang. It was Fu Heqian calling.

"Senior, we have already broken up." Fu Heqian's words were completely hurtful.

Meng Yuan had just comforted himself that Fu Heqian must have been joking during the day, because he thought about it over and over again, and didn't feel that there was any disagreement between him and Fu Heqian recently, and he thought Fu Heqian was just abnormal for a while.So when he heard Fu Heqian's decisive words, he was still stunned.

During the day, what Fu Heqian said suddenly entered his mind again. Without the visual picture, the words transmitted from the other end of the phone appeared extremely clear, and every sentence pierced the heart.

"If you make an opinion, can't I change it?" Meng Yuan said something incomparably bloody without words.

"You see that's the kind of person you are, you don't mean to have a fight with me or have sex..." Fu Heqian paused, "Bed can change your personality."

Meng Yuan was silent.

"To me, you are always an unconditional compromise, instead of really understanding my thoughts. In fact, you are not as affectionate to me as you think, are you?"

"Fu Heqian, are you blaming me? I shouldn't be too nice to you, should I?"

Fu Heqian simply said: "Yes, I'm just tired of you. Year after year, there is no change. After four years, I really don't have feelings for you anymore."

Meng Yuan was choked by him speechless, the slightest resistance in his heart was shattered by the blow.Sometimes it's true, if you say you don't have feelings, you don't have feelings, and it's self-deception to be together reluctantly.What's more, Fu Heqian's decisive personality can chase after himself, a third-year senior of the same sex, when he just entered the freshman year and is unfamiliar with the place. Naturally, after he doesn't like it, he will break up with him straightforwardly. .

"Tired, in fact, isn't it just getting used to it?" Meng Yuan said, "It's impossible to have someone who will keep you fresh all your life."

"...Yes." Fu Heqian said unconvinced.

"Okay." Meng Yuan didn't know what to say, so he could only say one last sentence, "Then go find it."

He slowly moved the phone away from his ear and pressed the hang up button.This is the first time that he hangs up the phone first in the conversation between two people.So far, he and his lover of four years have come to an end.

Unexpectedly, the reason for this same-sex relationship and the final breakup was not cheating, disagreement, or worldly views, but just because of...feelings.Does this illusory thing really exist?

Although Meng Yuan is a natural homosexual, this is the only place where he connects with the current social entertainment of "Wheat Bran". In fact, he is a conservative person with a single style of acting, and he has no special hobbies in his daily life. Fu Heqian was right when he said he was tired of him.

Jiang Lang only heard the phone ringing in Meng Yuan's room, and then Meng Yuan seemed to say something excitedly, and then heard the sound of a chair falling to the ground, and Meng Yuan's door opened at this moment.

The light from the bedroom scrambled into the living room, Jiang Lang hurriedly closed his eyes, leaving a small gap to peek.

The gentle light suddenly felt a little dazzling to Meng Yuan. Without thinking about it, he turned off the light in the bedroom. The room was completely dark, only the faint moonlight shining in from the window.In fact, Meng Yuan suffers from night blindness, and the brightness of the moonlight is negligible to him. He was lost in the dark for a moment, and after a while, he walked slowly to the table step by step, touched the kettle and the cup, but poured the water. Not quite right, half of the water flowed into the cup, and half flowed along the edge of the cup onto the table, Meng Yuan also seemed to hear something was wrong, so he put down the kettle, picked up the cup and didn't drink directly, and stood still. Moved.

Jiang Lang half-closed his eyes and looked at Meng Yuan's slender body. Through the moonlight, he seemed to see a slight reflection on Meng Yuan's face, and then there was the sound of water droplets falling into the cup.

Meng Yuan... crying?

Jiang Lang was taken aback. He thought about it, except that Meng Yuan didn't answer his phone call this evening, eating and eating were quite normal, and then he said he was going back to prepare lessons, and then came out and cried?What kind of plot is this?

Meng Yuan didn't cry for a long time. He only shed two tears at the beginning, and then he seemed to be in a daze. Jiang Lang didn't want to "wake up" suddenly to comfort him, and he thought that any man should not want to be loved by others. See your vulnerable side in the middle of the night.

So he pretended to turn over, wanting not to look at Meng Yuan anymore, but suddenly found that he was not sleeping on the bed and couldn't turn over, but he had already turned his face, Meng Yuan seemed to hear the sound and looked at him too, but if he turned over forcefully, he would just Will slam down and hug the floor with a bang.Jiang Lang had no choice but to close his eyes tightly, keeping half of his body in the air, hoping that Meng Yuan would return to his room as soon as he finished drinking.

Unexpectedly, he heard intermittent footsteps coming from his ears, and they were getting closer, and then there was a low cry, as if Meng Yuan knocked on the coffee table.

Jiang Lang didn't know about Meng Yuan's night blindness, and he still wondered if Meng Yuan got drunk from a can of beer, turned off all the lights at home, and hit the coffee table again, which is too abnormal.

Meng Yuan walked next to Jiang Lang, but he couldn't see him, he could barely see a black raised outline, but he knew that the one sleeping here was his new roommate for the next six months, not only that, but also a very good-looking figure man.

Homosexuality does not mean that they will like anyone of the same sex with a face and body, but at least it is a plus.Meng Yuan stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Lang's face, trying to feel whether the "feeling" Fu Heqian mentioned existed.

Meng Yuan's hand that touched the water glass just now was still a little cold, Jiang Lang felt a big trough in his heart, it's a mistake to drink, it's me, Teacher Meng, stop it!

In the pitch-black room, Meng Yuan's visual effects were zero, which made the sense of touch on his hands more obvious. In front of him was a sleeping man with his eyes closed (due to nervousness) and his eyebrows slightly frowned. (about to fall off the sofa), and then he touched Jiang Lang's face down to his Adam's apple——

With half of his body in the air, Jiang Lang thought to himself: "Come on, hold on for a second, Jiang Bulang, you are the fattest!"

But Meng Yuan stopped suddenly, startled in his heart, he was obsessed with ghosts, what was he doing while others were sleeping?

He didn't care if he would bump into something when he turned around, he went back to the room like the wind, Jiang Lang finally couldn't hold on anymore, lost his mind, fell off the sofa, and landed on his buttocks with an ouch.

·

When Jiang Lang woke up the next morning, he looked at the wall clock in the living room, it was already eight o'clock.He sat up from the sofa, stretched his stiff body, and habitually recalled what happened yesterday, and what happened last night rushed into his mind immediately. He touched his face and thought, this dream is too real up!How could Mr. Meng do such a thing? It is definitely because I think too much all day long.

Lifting off the thin quilt and standing up, Jiang Lang saw breakfast on the table in the dining room. He walked a few steps towards Meng Yuan's room and found that the door was closed, so he should have gone to work.He strolled to the dining table and saw that Meng Yuan had left him a note with only four words on it: Remember to wash the dishes.Jiang Lang smiled and obeyed.

After breakfast, Jiang Lang sent a text message to Meng Yuan, thanking him for saving breakfast for him, but Meng Yuan didn't reply, Jiang Lang thought that he must be working seriously, and he was still sleeping here until the sun was up, it was really depraved.

So he decisively called Zhang Wuyi and asked him to bring two people over to help him move.Zhang Wuyi is the owner of a bar. It can be said that his work and rest are completely reversed day and night. He was forced to get up after only two hours of sleep, and he didn't even have the energy to get angry.

So after he answered Jiang Lang's call, he mumbled a few words on the phone, Jiang Lang's words entered from his left ear and came out from his right ear, without leaving any impression in his mind.After hanging up the phone, he didn't care what Jiang Lang said, and continued to sleep. Anyway, in his eyes, Jiang Bulang, a prodigal, can have any serious business, and he will only cheat people all day long.

The reason why Jiang Lang called Zhang Wuyi to move in with him was that he had a good relationship with Zhang Wuyi on the one hand, and on the other hand, when he went home and said he would move out, with an outsider by his side, he wouldn't be caught by his mother. It's too outrageous to scold his sister.

However, he waited for an hour, seeing the sun getting bigger and bigger outside, and seeing Zhang Wu calling him again and again, he finally realized that in the past, it was their bedtime at this point.He thought for a while, and decided not to bother Fa Xiao anymore, and go back alone, he has never seen any storm in Jianglang, at worst, he would just pick up the drawing board and sprint [-] meters.

·

The first period on Monday morning was Meng Yuan's math class. Most of the students seemed unmotivated, and Meng Yuan was not in a good state, and his mind was in a mess. He raised his eyes and looked under the podium. At his attention, Meng Yuan opened the roster, scanned it quickly, and locked on the name he wanted - Lin Yuanshu.

He intuitively felt that this child didn't seem to be very gregarious, but at the moment he didn't have much energy to think about it. He thought that he would let it go for a while and observe it for a week. Maybe it was just a little withdrawn.However, this decision made him regret it for a long time to come.