wolf sniff

They logically hit second base in private soup.

Although Wen Yu has been slowly enlightening himself these years, he has never personally encountered these details that Jin Jiang refused to write.

He made a sound out of control, as if he was about to be submerged in a hot spring, his cheeks were blushing.

A man has never looked so tough and gentle, as if he has finally fully exposed his truest side to him.

Probably this is the moment when they can completely let go of each other's defenses.

After an unknown amount of time, the two came out of the bathtub dripping wet, and took bath towels to wipe each other's hair.

Wen Yu casually wrapped a bath towel around his waist, seeing that Wen Yu was going to change clothes, he stretched out his hand to grab him.

"Dry your hair first, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Wen Yu had always been eloquent, but now he was completely dumb, and was wrapped in a bath towel and held in his arms to blow dry his hair.

His hair hasn't been cut for a long time, and the hair is soft and slender, evenly colored like ink, and has a kind of gentle beauty.

Wen Yu pressed the back of his hand against the scalding hot wind, his knuckles slid over the ends of his hair, and smiled softly.

"Don't be complacent." Wen said gloomily, "I'm already very ashamed."

"It's rare for you to be so quiet." Wen Yu's smile deepened: "You usually just talk about anything, and you like to talk to me."

Wen Yu looked at him through the mirror, bowed his head in frustration.

Suddenly, he was kissed on the cheek.

I woke up so early today that I could still catch up with breakfast after changing clothes and going out.

Everyone got up late, and the villa kindly extended the breakfast until ten o'clock.

Wen Yu hurriedly took the cake and soy milk with the dinner plate, her cheeks were still a little red.

Now that he is among his colleagues, he still feels unnatural after having an affair.

Everyone was still smiling and greeting him.

"Teacher Wen!"

"This white shirt fits you well today!"

Sometimes Wen Yu's reaction is unresponsive, and Wen Yu behind him will respond naturally, continuing to exchange pleasantries without any trace.

Wen Yu turned to look at Wen Yu, who seemed to have no pressure to do anything, and put a boiled egg for him.

The round egg rolled into the dinner plate in the man's hand with a gurgling sound, and twirled around.

Wen Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

What a reward this is.

After breakfast, the two went outside for a walk.

New Year's Day holiday, check out at noon tomorrow.

The scenery in the villa is clear and bright, there are many recreational facilities, and a small zoo has been specially opened up. I heard that you can feed alpacas in the past.

Wen Yu was forced to be single for ten years, and today he finally had sex, and when he went out to see the mountains and flowers, he would be absent-minded.

Wen Yu asked him where he wanted to go, but he just shook his head and said it was fine.

My heart is full of unscrupulous things, and even looking at the scenery seems dull.

Wen Yu still took him around symbolically, and said hello to the leaders who were fishing with big straw hats.

Then turn around and walk back.

Wen Yu realized that this was the way back to the hotel.

"Stop shopping?"

"I want to get closer to you for a while." The man asked in a low voice, with a hint of coquettishness: "OK?"

Wen Yu suddenly felt his ears burning, so he hummed hastily.

Wen Yu didn't expect him to agree so neatly, and smiled narrowly.

"Don't look at me," Wen Yu started, "I didn't hear anything."

The two blatantly went back to the room and never went out again.

Third base was too painful, and the lubricating fluid in the hotel was inconvenient to disassemble, and a hug after being warm was enough.

When it was check-out time, the teachers lined up at the front desk pushing boxes, and several teachers wore hand-woven garlands on their heads, which had a kind of rustic beauty.

Wen Yu was listening to the song when Pei Zhuo lightly patted his shoulder.

"Where did you go to play yesterday?" Pei Zhuo smiled and blinked: "Mr. Feng caught a big herring and almost fell into the water."

"Yesterday..." Wen Yu sped up his speech all of a sudden: "I ate something wrong and was resting in my room."

Pei Zhuo was taken aback with a smile, and said with concern: "Is it better now? The school doctor brought a medicine box."

"It's much better." Wen Yu whispered, "Thank you."

Wen Yu took back his ID card, and frowned slightly, as if he was concerned about his condition: "It's better to think about what you ate."

Wen Yu glared at him.

So many people still dare to drive, so be yourself.

Not long after the end of New Year's Day, the school's normal exams were closed, which finally gave the students a temporary relief.

Even if the winter vacation homework is piled up into a hill, at least you don't have to get up early every day, and you can stay at home and sleep for a while.

The teachers of the sub-subjects have a holiday earlier than the main subjects, and there is no need to make any winter vacation plans for idle jobs like music teachers.

Wen Yu took advantage of it and acted like a good boy, so he went to Wen Yu's office to wander around.

Math winter vacation homework has piled up.

Twenty papers, an exercise book, and new in-school preview materials...

The students were busy moving like worker ants, and when they saw Wen Yu, they howled for a long time.

"Mr. Wen, come and save us!"

"Mr. Wen, you are very familiar with Mr. Wen, right!! Look at how much he arranged for us!!"

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, seemingly puzzled: "Who are you complaining to?"

Before Wen Yu could speak, the students behind him consciously covered their mouths.

"No, we didn't say anything!"

Wen Yu helped them carry away a stack, and said helplessly, "I haven't been promoted to third grade yet, so do I need to do so much?"

"...This is already the basic amount."

The class representative had already stepped out of the door with one leg, and looked back eagerly.

"Is there any room for negotiation?" Wen Yu tentatively said, "With a little less homework, they can have a good year."

Wen Yu was silent for a while, and took the stack in his hand.

"Let's talk about this after school starts."

The class representative cheered, and ran away before they saw them coming, and went out to inform the others: "We have reduced—— minus——"

The student disappeared, and Wen Yu sighed: "Don't do this next time."

Wen Yu was in a good mood: "I didn't do many questions back then, didn't I take the top two exams?"

The man stared over.

Wen Yu raised his hands: "Of course it's mainly - your credit, I'm dead wood, and you are a genius."

Wen Yu nodded in satisfaction.

There is really nothing to do with such a narcissistic and arrogant man.

Wen Yu got off work early, Yan Wanxin went out to dance in the square, and there was no atmosphere at home to welcome people's teachers for a successful holiday.

The young man looked around the empty yard, went to sprinkle a handful of millet on the stone platform where the sparrows lived, and went to the kitchen to look for something to eat.

Whether Yan Wanxin cooks or not depends on her mood. Today, she made an appointment with her new sister to get her nails done, and she sent a 56-second voice message very neatly.

Wen Yu never listened, and when he saw the voice bar, press to turn it into text.

[Yuyu, I went to have sex with your Auntie Qiu, you order a healthier takeaway, and throw the trash away after eating. ]

Wen Yu looked at the typo and was silent for a while, then dialed back the phone.

The loud announcement of the mall came from the phone.

"Is something wrong?"

"Mom, I'm going to see Dad tomorrow, will you come with me?"

There was a sneer on the phone.

"You expect me to say Happy New Year to that bastard?"

"When I didn't say it," Wen Yu sighed, "It's been so many years, are you planning not to see him until he's released from prison?"

A beeping busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

Beijing's winter is a typical dry and cold.

Compared with the damp chill that penetrates into the bones in the south, it is more like God blocking the intersection and slapping passers-by with a crazy fan, fierce and fierce.

"Do you wear long johns? I asked you if you wore long johns?"

Wen Yu was used to staying in Guangzhou before, and she didn't realize it when winter first entered.

Now that the end of the year is approaching, he must have a three-piece set of earmuffs, gloves, and cotton mask when he goes out. The cold wind is still wild, and it upsets all the bicycles on the street.

When he went to the detention center in spring and summer, there was always a gloomy indifference there, no matter how high the outside temperature was, it would not have any effect.

Go again in autumn and winter, and the gloomyness will be transformed into a dilapidated old age.

The fallen leaves are piled up quietly rotting in the corner, and the lampshade is covered with yellowish ash.

Wen Yu mentioned some New Year's goods, but felt that they were not full of New Year's flavor, so before leaving, he bought some red paper, pens and ink, and wrote couplets and blessings at home.

When he was bending over to write carefully, Yan Wanxin passed by with the laundry tub, but she only stayed for two seconds, as if she saw clearly what he was doing, and left without saying a word.

Wen Yu folded the written blessings and couplets and put them in the New Year's gift box, and checked them carefully before getting in the car.

When entering the detention center, there is still a routine inspection, and everything will be unfolded and scanned.

The prison guard put on a thick military overcoat, and his body smelled like a mixture of dust and smoke.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, so the time won't be too stuck," the prison guard said coldly, "You can have an extra two or three minutes, but you have to hurry up."

Wen Yu bowed seriously.

"Thank you."

He visited his father every month, and after that enlightenment, their father-son relationship suddenly eased a lot.

In the past, it seemed that we both had some concerns and self-doubt about each other, but now we have a lot more topics, and we can talk until the end of time every time.

He came frequently, and the people in the detention center gradually got to know him. When someone met him, he would naturally report that he was a family member of the prisoner number.

New Year's Eve is coming soon, and even the bulletproof glass wall of the visiting room is pasted with Zhang Hongtong's blessing.

Wen Yu put her face next to the word "Fu", hoping to hear her father's footsteps from the corridor earlier.

Now that Wen Jianwu has put on some flesh, he finally lost some of his emaciated gauntness.

When they met, they all showed desolate and kind smiles.

Wen Yu picked up the phone and couldn't help saying, "Dad, it's the Chinese New Year."

Wen Jianwu nodded seriously.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, how is your mother?"

"She's much better than before," Wen Yu said with a smile, "Now I know a lot of friends, and we often go to museums together."

He thought of many topics on the way and arranged them in order of interest.

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly lost control.

"Dad, it's the Chinese New Year, and many things will...be brand new."

He looked at his father and couldn't help but want to tell him what mattered most to him.

"I'm actually... already in love."

Wen Jianwu was still smiling, but his expression froze for a while, and he frowned slightly.

Wen Yu never expected that he would bring up this topic with his father, but at this moment, as if he couldn't lie in front of him, he took a deep breath and continued to talk.

"I thought I would never see Wen Yu again."

"However, he actually stayed in No. [-] Middle School to teach. You know, I went there too."

He became incoherent and continued talking uncontrollably.

"I've thought about it many times, whether I should keep this matter from you or my mother."

"But Dad, I really... care about what you think."

"I don't want to lie to you, and I don't want to be a liar."

Wen Jianwu's eyes were heavy and complicated, and it took him a long time to speak.

"Does your mother know about this?"

Wen Yu quickly shook his head.

"She doesn't know yet."

Every time he mentioned this matter, guilt and contradiction could be clearly seen on his expression.

"Sometimes when I come home from get off work, I still have a little perfume of a female colleague on my body, just because I'm afraid she will worry."

"But I really don't know how to tell her about this."

"Dad, I... I'm still a normal person."

"I'm afraid you and mother will be miserable about it."

Wen Jianwu shook his head vigorously.

He was old, the lines of his eye sockets and the bridge of his nose had become rough, and his voice was deep and deep.

"It's not something I can deny or affirm."

"Wen Yu, you saw it too." Wen Jianwu stretched out his hand to press the bulletproof glass wall between them, with a pale smile: "Dad has been locked up here for ten years."

"Now...you are no longer the kid in the third year of high school."

"You are very tall, you went abroad to study music, and you chose to come back to be a teacher."

"Dad is really... very happy to hear you say this here."

"You still trust me, this is already the best New Year's gift."

Wen Yu pursed her lips and said nothing, before saying after a while: "I'll still find a chance to talk to my mother."

Wen Jianwu looked at him gently.

"Dad respects your choice."

"Don't mention those," Wen Yu opened the bag, and showed him the couplets and blessings that he had written: "I don't know where you can post them, but you should be able to pass them in."

Wen Jianwu looked at each of them attentively, and said with a smile that his handwriting was getting better and better, and he was very happy.

After they chatted for half an hour, the prison guard coughed when it was five minutes past the time limit.

"I didn't expect you to be so calm."

"You mean, about dating?" Wen Jianwu shook his head again.

"Your life is yours."

"Whether you tell your mother or not, you can take your time to think about what to tell her, don't worry."

Wen Yu stared at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed.

"Dad, are you wearing long johns?"

Wen Jianwu also laughed.

"I wore it earlier, and I also wore sweater pants. I'm afraid of the cold."

The new year is here.

Every year at this time, "Gong Xi Fa Cai" and "Happy New Year" are played in the streets and alleys, which is noisy and joyful.

There have been several consecutive snowfalls this year, and brown ice is piled up under the trees on the side of the road. Pedestrians stop and go, and the sound of their footsteps is stolen by the snow.

Wen Yu stayed at home from the first day of the new year to the fourth day of the new year, and never dared to go out to see Yu, for fear of being noticed by her mother.

Occasionally, they would call for a short while and chat a few words, like colleagues greeting each other.

This kind of tacit understanding is very similar to when I was in high school, listening to the other party's voice for a while by chatting about homework schedules, being secretive and careful, and deliberately showing a bit of nostalgia and warmth.

It wasn't until the fifth day that Wen Yu dressed up like a cotton dumpling and said hello to go out to watch a movie with friends.

Yan Wanxin was concentrating on knitting a woolen blanket for herself, and raised her voice to remind him to wear a hat.

"Wear it!"

"come back earlier!"

"Oh!"

He slipped out of the alley, and Wen Yu was already waiting by the side of the street.

Once I got into the car again, I was a little unsteady with all the thick clothes.

The man doesn't care if he is sitting still or not, he leans over and asks for a kiss.

Wen Yu was so kissed that he laughed wildly: "Don't worry, let me take off my coat!"

Wen Yu reached out to help him untie the scarf, but still kissed him relentlessly: "It doesn't matter."

"Don't mess around, you still have to go to the movies!"

"How many layers are worn on the inner and outer layers..."

Hummer headed south all the way to Xidan Joy City.

The parking lot is already so congested that it is impossible to drive in, and it is too cold to walk outside. The number of people shopping continues unabated, and there are still many tourists from other places inside.

Wen Yu found an opening nearby with sharp eyes, and the two of them didn't miss the opening time.

As soon as you walk into a dark and warm place, all the restlessness and vigilance can be lifted.

Their coats, scarves and gloves have been properly stored, and the two of them just sat inside wearing light sweaters, and their moods also floated up, as if trapped in a soft and comfortable cloud.

Wen Yu was sitting very well at first, but he was paralyzed in the darkness for a while, and the coldness on his toes was also dispelled by the warm wind.

He stretched comfortably, pulled up the chair between the two of them, and curled up directly into Wen Yu's arms.

Like the closeness and attachment between animals, it is natural and safe.

The dark enclosed environment, the noisy light, shadow and sound, everything is well covered.

Wen Yu stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms, put his chin in his hair, and kissed him occasionally.

When the movie was about 10 minutes into the show, another group of people walked in holding their mobile phone flashlights, apologizing and looking for a seat.

"Sorry sorry..."

"Sorry, I borrowed it."

Although they talked in a low voice, the provocative heads and broken voices also affected people's integration into the plot.

"Are we in row eight and eleven?"

"Go over there, hurry up!"

A few young people passed through the audience, bumping into the knees of others from time to time, and the light of the flashlight dangled.

The next moment, a bright light shone on the two of them.

Wen Yu first stretched out his hand to block the glare of the light, and then saw clearly the red and white school uniforms on their bodies.

Like falling into an ice cellar in an instant.

Wen Yu still held his hand tightly, even if he wanted to pull it away subconsciously, he did not let go.

A light-hearted romantic comedy flick has suddenly become a school of horror.

The high school student muttered why this is not the case, and beckoned his companions to move forward to find a seat, and sat down somewhere in the corner after wasting a long time.

Some passers-by looked back at them displeasedly, and some girls apologized full of apology.

Wen Yu seemed to be nailed to the seat, unable to breathe for several seconds.

"They are from No. [-] High School." Wen Yu said in a deep voice, "Yu Yu, look clearly."

It was only then that Wen Yu realized that he was leaning against his chair in a very stiff posture, as if trying to avoid an air crash.

The moment his brain shut down, he didn't even have the ability to see the color of the school uniform and what kind of school badge was printed on it.

The moment the school uniform and the flashlight appeared at the same time, he seemed to be shot dead on the spot, with cold sweat dripping down his back.

Wen Yu sensed that he was in a bad mood, so he directly squeezed his wrist and took him out.

The movie is showing to the most exciting part, but they can't care about it anymore.

Wen Yu had been taken away from the movie theater by Wen Yu, and the two returned to the crowded fashion district, only to find their protective colors like two wild beasts.

Wen Yu was still recalling the colors of those school uniforms just now.

"Are you sure there are no students of ours among those people?"

"No." Wen Yu went to ask for a cup of hot water and let him drink a little: "Take it easy, nothing happened."

"The moment just now passed quickly. In fact, they just scanned you with their mobile phones, but they didn't see what you looked like."

But among the two of them, only Wen Yu experienced the moment of being forced to come out.

Unprepared, like all privacy and shame are suddenly opened, it can directly cut people open, revealing the most vulnerable places.

Holding the paper cup, he stood there for a long time, and smiled palely at Wen Yu.

"I want to go home."

Wen Yu frowned and wanted to hold back a sentence, but in the end he could only say, "I'll see you off."

Wen Yu shook his head.

"I'll take a taxi."

His fingertips were still shaking until he got into the taxi.

The 17-year-old nightmare actually lasted for many years.

From time to time, he would dream that he was suddenly out of the closet.

When he has not yet identified himself, when he is not sure that he is safe enough.

He dreamed that he was discovered the secret by different people.

Dreams always change into many scenes that do not exist.

The mean math teacher suddenly opened his homework, and many lines of words were densely written on it.

【I'm gay】

"Are you dating a boy?" Mr. Zhao mocked, "Hey—don't do your homework, come and see? What did he write in his notebook!"

Wen Jianwu just came back from get off work, and dragged him out of the house with an unfriendly expression.

"Where did you and Wen Yu go today?"

"You have moved to Guangzhou and you went to find him secretly? Do you know what the neighbor told me?"

The doctor in the ICU looked through the medical records, frowned and shook his head.

"Your mother's condition...is deteriorating very quickly because of your incident."

Wen Yu sat in the taxi, trying to adjust his breathing.

No, no.

He has not been discovered by anyone now, and those students are not from No. [-] Middle School.

"Are you here?" The driver asked impatiently, "Are you paying back the money?"

Wen Yu hastily responded, opened the door and went out immediately after scanning the QR code and giving the money.

The moment Dong fanned his face again, he remembered that his scarf and gloves were in the locker, and Wen Yu would definitely put them away for him.

But he was suddenly afraid that he would give these things back to him.

His fear was a disease that had grown deep since puberty.

When Yan Wanxin heard the movement at the door, she thought it was a relative who came to visit.

When I probed, I saw Wen Yu with a pale face, and he didn't even care about the boiling fish soup on the stove.

"Xiao Yu? Where's your hat and scarf? Why are your lips bloodless?"

Wen Yu shook his head indiscriminately, not wanting to speak anymore.

"I'm going back to my room to rest."

Yan Wanxin reached out to touch his forehead, her body temperature was normal, she didn't seem to be sick.

"Didn't you go to the movies with your friends today, what happened baby??"

She seldom called him such an intimate name after she became an adult, but once Wen Yu changed back to this state, she felt that he was just a child again.

Wen Yu didn't speak, and there was no movement after closing the door.

Yan Wanxin stood at the door for a long time, then turned and went to the kitchen, turned off the overflowing fish soup, wiped the stove and made a phone call with a cold face.

The call was quickly connected.

"I brought him back to Beijing not to see him get hurt again."

"Wen Yu, I will never bother you if I have nothing to do."

"What happened today?"

There was a chilling wind on the other side of the phone.

"Auntie, I'm at your door, let's meet and talk."

Yan Wanxin walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard, and saw Wen Yu holding a hat full of gloves and earmuffs.

She wanted to say something in surprise, but she could only accept these things passively.

The conversation lasted only a few minutes.

Explain the actual situation, care about the state of depression, and refrain from saying goodbye.

Yan Wanxin did not allow him to leave immediately.

"Stop," she held the scarf full of her bosom, and suppressed, "I asked Dr. Qiu about it."

"The previous symptoms... are indeed the same as you guessed."

It's trauma, it's depression, it's the pain and poison that drugs can't relieve.

She didn't dare to touch it, and she didn't know who to hand it over to remove it.

She just wants to see her child healthy and happy, even if she loves someone she didn't want to bless.

Wen Yu looked tired.

"Let's give him some time."

He really wanted to hug the warm scarf for a while, it was really cold today.

"You and I are by his side, and we will slowly wait for him to come out by himself."

Yan Wanxin suddenly smiled sadly.

She wiped her eyes with her hand, and shook her head to herself.

"I really thought about it and tried it. Introduce him to a lovely girlfriend and try to see if ordinary love can adjust anything."

"I also tried to take him on a trip to relax, and took him to a concert abroad."

"Did you know, before Wen Yu returned to Beijing, he was like a shell every day."

"I saw that there was an empty hole in him, and I really wanted him to regrow flesh and blood."

"I'm his biological mother, but I don't know what to do."

Wen Yu stood in the wind and bowed after a while.

"Thank you."

He said goodbye again and left.

Yan Wanxin watched him disappear at the end of the alley, and slowly closed the door.

Wen Yu took a long sleep.

When he woke up, his whole body was wrapped tightly, and everything seemed warm and soft.

There is a message on the phone.

[If I smell it]: Remember to eat something when you wake up, I will send you the scarf and gloves home, and I will not write my name.

Wen Yu watched it for a long time before sending him a message.

[Unhappy]: I didn't sleep, I was thinking about life.

He was seen through again.He seemed to know himself forever.

Why.

Wen Yu buried his face in the quilt and sighed softly.

But I can't guess what you were doing just now and what you are doing now.

I can't even put on a name that is good enough for you.

Amphetamine, so I smell.

I just dare not be happy, and whisper that I am not happy.

He took a deep breath and turned on his phone again, sending a message to Wen Yu.

[Bu Le]: I want to be a little more brave.

[Bu Le]: Brother Yu, I am so ashamed today.

[Bu Le]: But I will try my best to be a little more brave, so that I can bear these more in the future.

[If I smell it]: I believe in you.

[If I smell it]: Everything you are afraid of is hidden in your heart, Yuyu, nothing happened in reality.

Wen Yu put away the phone and nodded vigorously.

This incident was like an inexplicable episode, but fortunately there was no abnormality in the follow-up, which proved that nothing happened.

Yan Wanxin was busy unpacking the courier, and when she handed him the scarf, she taught him a lesson, telling him not to throw things away, and even dropped the scarf in the movie theater when he was an adult.

Wen Yu was scolded to cover her head several times.

"I know! I won't dare in the future!"

"Longer memory!!"

Winter vacation is really short.

It seems like I was on vacation yesterday, and I am going to go to work again today.

Wen Yu was frightened for a short time, and it was not until two days before going to work that he put the bear's heart and leopard gall back into his stomach, and took the initiative to go to Wen Yu's residence to have a look.

He felt that there was still a little information gap between them.

Are you in a relationship and don't know where your boyfriend lives - is that okay?This is not appropriate!

Previously, Wen Yu sent him home several times in a shameless manner, saying that he was on the way and lived very close.

Unexpectedly, it was only 5 minutes away, in another community at the corner of the street.

The transportation is convenient, the facilities are sufficient, the security is tight, and the flower decorations on the front and back green belts are very tasteful.

Such a good house, perhaps ten years ago, was a good house that everyone could buy with hard work, but now it has been sold at sky-high prices.

But if you really want to talk about the sky-high price, the set at Wen Yu's house is probably worth eight zeros.

Wen Yu's family lives on the twentieth floor, and the sightseeing elevator can still see the city scenery rising all the way.

Wen Yu lingered in the courtyard for several months, and was moved when he saw the elevator.

"It's better to live in a high-rise building——" he sighed, "I want to install a fingerprint lock at home, but the conditions are not allowed."

The man comforted him kindly.

"But there is a pair of stone lions in front of your house."

"That's true." Wen Yu laughed again: "There is a stone lion guarding the door of my house."

Wen Yu lives alone with three bedrooms and one living room, and the other two rooms have been converted into a gym and a study, which are also very practical.

The decoration of the house is mainly beige, with a bit of American laziness and relaxation, with large floor-to-ceiling windows for sufficient lighting.

There is no wine in the wine cabinet or bar, but several large cartons of milk, which is a brand they all like.

After Wen Yu finished his tour, he turned around and found Wen Yu looking at him.

"Stop it," he raised his hands, "I will never—never come to live with you."

Wen Yu was innocent: "I didn't say anything."

"A short stay is absolutely impossible."

"Are you implying that I invite you?"

Wen Yu smiled and hit him with a pillow, and the two rolled onto the sofa in a fuss, and kissed without knowing it.

It was wonderful to hide in total privacy.

He can kiss him wantonly, he can pester him and call him brother, no matter how much he wants, no one will see him.

He took off Wen Yu's jacket, turned his head to make Wen Yu unbutton his collar, and licked and kissed the man's earlobe.

They seem to love each other only here.

That seemed to be enough.

Here, he can say ten thousand words I love you in a row, kiss hot lips, put fingers on each other's cheeks, without worrying about any third person's eyes.

The carnival was inadvertently ignited, and all the hickeys were left happily.

Have more fun, hold your hands tightly, interlock your fingers, and feel the body temperature with your lips——

The doorbell rang untimely.

The shirt had fallen to the floor, and the belt snapped undone.

The phone rang again, and there were several WeChat reminders, harsh and abrupt.

Wen Yu grabbed the outer edge of the sofa with his right hand, and his whole body was sunk under the pressure.

"Xiaowen? Are you at home?" A questioning voice came from outside the door: "It's me, Director Hu."

Wen Yu came to his senses in an instant, and put his hands against the man.

"It's Director Hu..." He looked at him asking for help: "What should we do now?!"

Wen Yu's arrow was on the string, and he turned his head and shouted: "Wait a minute, I'll come and open the door right away."

As soon as he let go of his hand, Wen Yu got up and ran to the bedroom, half of his shirt fell on his waist, revealing his shining waist.

Director Hu waited outside the door for quite a while, and when Wen Yu opened the door, he let out a long sigh: "It should be very convenient for us to live in a community... Next time I'll call you to make an appointment."

"I'm sorry, I fell asleep on the sofa." Wen Yu simply straightened his collar, and said with a light smile, "I played games all night two days ago, and it seemed that school was about to start, so I finally relaxed."

"I wanted to talk to you about being promoted." Director Hu looked at his messy hairstyle and wrongly buttoned collar with a knowing expression: "You go to bed first, I'm the one who's bothering you today. Find a place to chat after school starts."

"You are young and promising now, so you should relax properly."

"Thank you for your attention, see you later."

Wen Yu closed the door, and Chang Song went back to the room to look for Wen Yu.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, and Wen Yu's voice trembled.

"We can't do that."

"Don't think too much," he closed the door and kissed him: "Just chatted at the door..."

Wen Yu blocked him, leaning on the wall with one hand and taking a step back.

"Are we always going to be like this?"

He looked into his eyes in the dark, and asked again steadily.

"Can we just hide and worry about being discovered every day?"

"Brother Yu, if I want to publicly like you, I will implicate you and me in resigning."

"We're going to tell my mother, your mother, tell them we're together."

"We must always hide from students, parents, colleagues and leaders, and everyone."

"Brother Yu, is it worth it?"

Wen Yu frowned and wanted to explain that he had already made all the preparations, and he didn't have to worry about anything.

He stayed here to teach just to wait for him, and that was all the point of the job.

What's more, they can already-

"Let's end it." Wen Yu laughed and turned on the light in the room, her eyes were red.

The danger of exposure had wrapped his nerves like a web.

Their love exists on a dangerous glass bridge.

Every time you try to touch it, you may shake and fall.

Once the bridge shattered, the two of them would also be sucked into the torrent together, suffocated and drowned.

"Let's stop allowing the other party to make mistakes." He smiled in a particularly embarrassed way: "Brother Yu, stop here, okay?"

You are the wild fantasy of my youth.

You are the fire that I would rather be burned than want to hold on to.

But I shouldn't have taken you up this glass bridge.

Brother Yu, under the bridge is the abyss torrent, the eyes of countless people, and the bright light of a flashlight.

At this moment, the bedroom was suddenly illuminated, and the light was so dazzling that both of them took a step back subconsciously.

The man's voice cooled down.

"What did you say?"

Wen Yu wanted to speak, but was suddenly thrown horizontally on the bed.

He lost his balance at this moment, and raised his hand to grab something, but was pressed even deeper.

until it sinks completely.

The author has something to say: three chapters in one, enjoyable reading.