I can't run away after agreeing to fall in love

He took two showers in six hours.

Shen Zhitang approached the mirror. The body of the man in the half-length mirror was a little thin, and his skin showed an almost sickly paleness, but there were marks all over his body.

The Tang flowers that are lifted out of thin air, bloom all over.

Especially the small red mole on the chest, which is still red and swollen.

He escaped, and now his legs are still trembling, and there is a tearing pain between his thighs.

The throat is a little thirsty, but the body has just been replenished with water.

A tinge of red suddenly appeared on his usually indifferent and desireless face, but it quickly faded away, and there were still drops of water hanging from his eyelashes, which fell to the ground with his body movements.

"Hello, Professor Shen."

Shen Zhitang tried his best to make himself walk slowly, and he didn't want others to see what was wrong with him. The teacher's apartment was still a long way from the office, and he was only halfway there.

"Well, good morning."

Shen Shitang nodded and smiled slightly, looking very humble and gentle.

Several girls walked past Shen Shitang smilingly in a group, in order to witness the demeanor of the legendary "Jiang Da male god". People stay in school.

Whether it's true or not, it's really rare to be rated as an associate professor at his age.

Shen Zhitang greeted people on the road calmly, but smiled at himself in his heart, only he knew how ridiculous his life was.

Shen Zhitang sat on his office chair, the desktop was neat and tidy, just like his people were meticulous, the button of the shirt was carefully buttoned to the top, and there was no wrinkle on the carefully ironed suit jacket. There is still some wetness at the tips, but this does not prevent him from giving people a sense of abstinence.

He was alone in the office at the moment. Shen Zhitang supported the handle of the chair with his hands, adjusted his sitting posture, and the fingertips holding the pen turned white.

Yesterday, he had an appointment with someone he didn't know. Thanks to the biological clock, he let him leave the hotel before the other party woke up, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to wake up in the other party's arms.

Physiological needs, one/night/love only.No one has to be responsible to anyone, it is the first time I handed it over willingly.

Footsteps sounded, and someone came to the office.

"Xiao Shen, why are you here so early today?"

"Teacher Cen has something to do today, let me help him with the second class."

Shen Shitang put down the pen in his hand, stood up and greeted people. The person who came was a middle-aged woman, wearing a white cheongsam, with a wooden hairpin on her head. As the saying goes, all the teachers of the Academy of Arts seem to believe in Buddha.

Bai Qinghe and Shen Shitang faced each other at the table, and when they sat down, they put a box of wedding candies on Shen Shitang's table. Shen Shitang was a little surprised, and said with a smile, "Is there any happy event at home recently?"

"The eldest son got engaged two days ago, so he came here to give you some candy."

Bai Qinghe used to be his teacher, but now he is a colleague. Shen Shitang was not formal, picked out a toffee from the box and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "Congratulations."

Bai Qinghe sat in her seat, smiled and said, "How old is this year?"

"It's still 29 for now, and it will be thirty in the twelfth lunar month." Shen Shitang pushed the toffee into his cheeks.

"It's been so many years." Bai Qinghe sorted out the information in his hand, and said, "You haven't changed much in these years, and I really can't recognize you walking with those new students. Boss is not young, do you want to introduce some girls to you?"

Bai Qinghe didn't think that Shen Shitang couldn't find a girlfriend, but that she was too shy to find a girlfriend, just like after she said this sentence, Professor Xiao Shen in front of her started coughing uncontrollably.

Shen Zhitang didn't ask Bai Qinghe to help, he took out a handkerchief and pressed it on his face, the gold-rimmed glasses were misplaced, there was mist in his eyes, and the whole world was blurred.

After being relieved, Shen Zhitang sorted himself out roughly. These things are not something that he can think about. Let alone a word, he doesn’t even have a pen and paper. Shen Zhitang said with a smile: "Thank you, so far I have not If there is a need in the future, I have to bring some things to the teacher's house."

"Smelly poor." Bai Qinghe was amused by Shen Shitang.

The conversation was interrupted by the bell for the end of get out of class that rang in the corridor. Shen Shitang took the lesson plan, said goodbye to Bai Qinghe, and went to the teaching building.

When Shen Zhitang walked into the classroom, there was quite a commotion. He didn't pay attention, took off his suit and hung it at the door, rolled up his sleeves and began to write what he said today on the blackboard.

"No way, is this really a teacher? Is he so young? And he's so handsome!"

"Keep your voice down, he must be a teacher, as if you have never seen a man before."

"To be honest, I've seen men at the delivery point since I chose Wen in high school. No, that's not the point. This teacher is really pretty, right?"

"Cold and abstinent, gentle scum, I can do it, I definitely get full marks in this course."

Shen Shitang captured these whispers when he squatted down to turn on the computer, his face still felt a little hot, and a certain part of his body was a little strange because of the squatting position, Shen Shitang squatted for a while before pretending to be fine Stand up as well.

"Students, it's time for class. Teacher Cen has something to do today. I will teach you the first class—"

Just after finishing speaking, there was another commotion, and groaning sounded one after another.

Shen Zhitang turned around and pulled down the blackboard, and wrote his name on it, with the foundation of European style calligraphy, and three vigorous characters, "I am the teacher of another class of yours. I was planning to meet on Saturday. We met."

As soon as the voice fell, the class bell rang.

Shen Shitang propped his elbows on the desk to support the weight of his whole body, and began to roll his name, and everyone was called, except for one student named Chen Zhizhi. Shen Zhitang wanted to give another chance, so he called many times in a row.

"Sorry I'm late—"

Shen Zhitang was writing on the blackboard with his back on his back, when he heard the creaking sound of the door hinge when it was twisted, and heard the footsteps that stopped suddenly.

Puzzled.

Politely, Shen Shitang put down the chalk in his hand and turned his head to meet the person's eyes.

Then the blood coagulated, and the breathing was a little difficult.

Qiaoqiao's mother opens the door for Qiaoqiao, and Qiaoqiao arrives home.

The face of the young man in front of him was as clear as a sculpture, and he seemed to be of foreign origin, with strong eyebrows, straight nose, slightly thin lips, and a light pink, healthy wheat-colored skin.He is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. He is a natural clothes hanger. He is dressed in black work clothes and Martin boots, which makes him look even more tall and straight.

A long piece of chalk was broken in half by Shen Shitang, half was held in his hand, and the other half fell to the ground, with a bang, startled Shen Shitang's little heart that had been deposited for 30 years.

Although Shen Shitang didn't know the name of the person in front of him, Shen Shitang was very familiar with his body. He kissed him last night and tore all his clothes in confusion. ...

Shen Shitang's throat tightened, and he was also very surprised to see the other party. In a panic, Shen Shitang knocked down the signed roster on the ground, and his eyes stayed on the spare line - Chen Zhizhi.

By picking up the roster, Shen Shitang tried his best to stabilize his emotions, and said, "Go find a place to sit." After speaking, Shen Shitang continued to write on the blackboard, like a glow on his back.

Why?Why is he his student?Your one/night/love object is your student?

What should I do?

What would he do to himself?Will he tell everyone that he likes a man, or that he took a photo.

Shen Shitang's hands trembled uncontrollably, as if falling into an ice cave, whether the life he had maintained for these years would be destroyed because of what he did.

For a moment, Shen Shitang felt that it would be good if time stopped at a moment, but there was no such assumption.

Shen Shitang took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to turn around, only to find that the man was sitting in the last row of the classroom, but even so, his eyes were so piercing that Shen Shitang had an eye contact with him after turning around.

Shen Zhitang didn't know how he finished this class. The long-awaited bell for the end of class finally rang. Shen Shitang was blocked by several students just as he was about to leave, so he had to stay here to answer their doubts.

Shen Zhitang couldn't help but look at him from the corner of his eye, and his eyes kept lingering on himself.

Shen Zhitang couldn't stand such a gaze, it was like a small snake wrapped around his body, and the scales cut small holes on all his skin, and he could still think of his gentle movements and meticulousness, the messy floor, and the leaves left on the bed sheet. Blood stains underneath.

The first time he lost his composure like this, Shen Shitang put his suit on his arm, and walked out of the classroom pretending to be calm.

hope--

Shen Zhitang rubbed his head, hoping that the other party would be like the original agreement, that neither of them would pursue this responsibility, that they were both adults, and they kept their word.

There was no class in the afternoon, and when Shen Zhitang returned home, a kitten was wrapped around his feet as soon as he opened the door. The stray cat was picked up by himself at the entrance of the supermarket. At the beginning, he was careful not to approach it, but now it has become clingy.

Shen Zhitang put his clothes on the coat rack, changed into his slippers and went to the kitchen, pulled off his tie roughly, opened the can with one hand, and leaned against the kitchen stove.

This is a one-bedroom room, enough for him to live alone. The overall decoration is simple and black, white and gray are the main colors. Only a small hammock on the balcony can bring some breath of life to people.

Shen Zhitang put the Coke by his side, and logically said that person would have his own phone number, but two hours after the meeting, he hadn't looked for him, probably because he had the same idea as him, after all, the appointment /Cannon is not a very glorious thing.

I still have things to solve.

Shen Zhitang opened the memo on the phone, and the entries were neatly arranged. There were neither too many words nor too many words in each row, and at the end they all ended with a perfect period. As far as I could see, there was only one item that had not been completed.

Shen Zhitang scratched the chin of the cat who came to beg for rubbing with his hand, and opened the address book.

"Is this your first time?"

……

"Turn off the lights."

The hands are strong, as if they scratched the opponent's back, and feel the moisture between the nails.

Shen Zhitang continued.

"Remember to wear a condom."

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