Don't blame me for taking advantage of it

The doorknob was slightly cold to the touch, An Ting stood by the door without moving.

The people inside were still talking, and the voice came out clearly through the wooden boards.

"How do you feel, Fu Ran? Where are you two? Kissing or not, so what? How does it feel to be with a man? Are you happy?"

This voice was very strange, An Ting didn't recognize it, but the next voice was very familiar.

Fu Ran seemed to be taking a puff of cigarette, and said vaguely, "Go to hell! Do you really think I'm gay?"

The person on the opposite side smirked twice, "Aren't I also curious? You and An Ting have been together for two years, two years, brother Ran, and you haven't done anything?"

"Get off!" Fu Ran seemed to be on fire, and his tone was raised, "What do you believe in what the post says? Have you forgotten why I went after An Ting in the first place? If it wasn't for seeing his father occupying an academician His name will be of some use to me in the future, so he deserves to be with me? Fucking idiot, homosexuality is so disgusting, okay? Every time I hold hands, I feel like throwing up."

"Besides, he's a waste now. Because of the car accident, he hurt his hand like that. He can't even hold a pen. What else can he do? He can't do experiments, and he can't do competitions. He's a burden wherever he goes. I still want to participate in iGEM to get a medal and then sign a foreign company, so it’s just right to get rid of him.”

Fu Ran spoke without concealment, every word was like a sharp thorn.

In the hot and dry summer afternoon, An Ting blinked and let go of the doorknob.

He had been with Fu Ran for two years, and An Ting had never been in a relationship before that.He didn't know if everyone was the same as the two of them when they were in a relationship, they seldom went out to eat, seldom went out on dates, and the place where they met most of the time was in the library.Holding hands occasionally, I haven't done anything deeper.

It's just that Fu Ran liked to say some love words at that time, and every time I listened to them, it was like having too sticky candy in my mouth.Although he didn't like it very much, An Ting felt that it was probably what it should look like when in love.In order to maintain Fu Ran's self-esteem, he never showed impatience in person.

But now, at this moment, An Ting suddenly thanked the time that was too dull, so that he didn't feel that he was too dirty.

......But the thought of being with such a person for two years still makes me sick.

An Ting took two steps back with his head down, remembering that there was a self-service vending machine in the lobby on the first floor.He planned to buy a bottle of water to drink, to suppress the acidic water that kept coming up.

The sun outside the building was full, and the air was filled with heat.

An Ting turned around, but accidentally bumped into a strange chest.He held his nose and looked up in a panic, seeing a stern face.

Because of his height, Qin Chengyan looked down at him.

There was no light in the hallway, only the light came in from the windows.The two happened to be standing between the two windows, and the shadows poured down like a layer of translucent ink.

Half of Qin Chengyan's face was shrouded in shadow, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and the veins on his neck were bulged because of too much force.

An Ting was stunned for a moment, and just about to speak, Qin Chengyan suddenly raised his hand and covered his ears.

The moment the skin touched, An Ting heard some noises from the laboratory again.But due to hearing impairment, he didn't hear the more embarrassing swear words clearly, he just stared blankly at the senior in front of him.

In my impression, Senior Qin has always been a serious and indifferent person, no matter who he is indifferent to, he has never heard of any friends who are too close to him, and rarely see other fluctuations in his face.

But now, Qin Chengyan looked down at him, his half-closed eyes filled with vivid and intense anger, like an active volcano about to erupt under the deep sea, An Ting's pupils shrank slightly.

The senior is angry.

This is normal, he and Qin Chengyan have known each other for five or six years, and the relationship is not bad, but why is the senior so angry?

Then, Qin Chengyan suddenly bent down and said something in a low voice.

"what?"

An Ting didn't hear clearly, and looked at him blankly.

The two of them were so close that An Ting felt that he could kiss Qin Chengyan's chin just by leaning over a little.

The ears are covered, and other senses become more acute.An Ting could feel the scalding heat burning his skin, making his cheeks hot.The beating of the heart directly vibrates into the brain with bone conduction, and it sounds very noisy, so noisy that even the breathing is messed up.

He saw the senior look down from his eyes, then straightened up and let him go.

A gust of wind blew in the empty corridor, and An Ting felt his mind go blank for a moment when he regained his hearing.As if pressing the pause button, in those few seconds, he could only see Qin Chengyan's deep pupils, rolling Adam's apple, and the thin and clean palm that was pulled away.

"Drink?"

Qin Chengyan handed over a bottle of water, which had just fallen from the self-service vending machine. The bottle was still covered with air-conditioning, and cold drops of water flowed down his finger bones.

An Ting felt that his throat was indeed a little dry, so he took it and said thank you.

Mineral water quenches thirst, even reducing the dryness and heat.

He had just been taken away from the laboratory by Qin Chengyan, and he was standing in the lobby on the first floor at this time, when the sound of insects and birds could be heard outside the open glass door.

Holding the water bottle, An Ting really wanted to ask what the senior said at the laboratory door a few minutes ago, but his intuition told him it was best not to ask.

Fortunately, Qin Chengyan broke the embarrassment and opened his mouth first.

"What are you going to do?"

He drank green tea, and there was a faint fragrance when he spoke, which An Ting seemed to be able to smell from a few steps away.

"what?"

An Ting's thoughts drifted a little, but he didn't react.

Qin Chengyan noticed his absence, walked over, stood opposite, tapped the green tea bottle with his fingers and asked again, "Fu Ran, what are you going to do?"

An Ting understood that the senior was asking Fu Ran what he was going to do with what he had just done.

In fact, it's not because Qin Chengyan was worried, An Ting has a very calm temper, and he always speaks in a gentle manner when talking to anyone, even the tone of voice is soft, and he looks particularly temperless.

Especially since he has been with Fu Ran for two years, Qin Chengyan is very afraid that An Ting will be devastated because of this, or he will torture himself with nostalgia for the scumbag.

But who really has no temper?

At the beginning, An Ting just didn't want to make it too ugly, he was not used to sharing his private affairs with others.But Fu Ran was like a grasshopper bouncing back and forth on a high-voltage wire, challenging his patience once or twice.

An Ting tightened the water bottle, her eyebrows drooping.

"Of course it is to make him realize who is the real waste."

A week later, University A ushered in the mighty iGEM registration day.

iGEM ​​is based on the school as a unit to form a participating team and go to the United States to participate in the competition.The scope of the competition is very wide, including biology, medicine, mathematics, statistical computers, etc., so the number of the team that will go to the United States will not be small.

But how to select the participating players, University A has its own system, that is, the intramural audition.

Let undergraduates, graduate students and even doctoral students freely form teams and choose topics freely in the school.When the experiment is finally completed, not only must a team research report be submitted, but each individual must also submit a personal research report.Finally, after a comprehensive evaluation, the final team members are selected.

Therefore, it is especially necessary to have a high-level team. No one wants a salty fish or a drag bottle in the team.

The sun was scorching, and University A set up a registration office in the playground.

A few huge white parasols stood in front, and stacks of registration forms were stacked on the corner of the table. Several graduate students shouted to maintain order and hand out registration forms, most of which had already qualified for the intramural competition seed players.

Fu Ran wore a baseball cap and sat lazily in front of one of the tables, seemingly unaffected by the post.And he looked around, but Yu Weiyuan didn't come either.

"Forget her truth." Fu Ran spat, "Why don't I scold her to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, the queue moved forward, and a newcomer stood in front of him.

"Take it, and write as it says."

Fu Ran didn't look up at all, just took a registration form and threw it over.

The fluttering thin paper was caught by a pair of hands covered with scars, and further up, there were clean and white wrists.

Fu Ran froze for a moment, subconsciously raised his head, and then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I said, can you be a little self-aware? You crashed your car and broke your brain? Come to participate in this?"

An Ting held the paper and walked to the other side of the table with a calm expression, ignoring him directly.

Many people in the front row heard Fu Ran's words, and straightened their necks to look here.

Fu Ran felt that he had punched Cotton with his fist, and it was embarrassing in front of his juniors.So he increased the volume, leaned forward and knocked on An Ting's desktop and said, "Hey, didn't you hear me? Look at your own hand, can you still hold the pen? How can you hold the pen like you? Will the team want you? Don't be too fancy, you are already a useless person, just go home and cry to your father."

As soon as the voice changed, Fu Ran lowered his voice again, and smiled wretchedly, "But you want to participate so much, why don't you beg me? Please, I might persuade my teammates to give you a place! Don't forget, I'm in the third seed The number group is much better than other garbage teams."

After finishing speaking, Fu Ran wanted to reach out and grab An Ting's wrist.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached midair, he was pressed down on the table by another hand.

That hand was darker than An Ting's, and the muscle lines of the forearm were beautifully exposed, looking very powerful.

Fu Ran was in pain, and just about to raise his head to scold someone, but he choked when the words came to his lips.

Because it was none other than his mentor's only assistant, Qin Chengyan, who came.

Senior Qin came from the back row and stood sideways in front of An Ting. His broad figure blocked the sight of An Ting.

He looked directly at Fu Ran, and said in a cool tone, "Go away, you are not worthy."

Fu Ran almost exploded directly, but he forced himself to stabilize, because he didn't want to offend Qin Chengyan, nor did he want to get angry in front of a group of people, it was too cheap.

So he looked at the two with a smirk, and asked, "I'm in the No. [-] seed group, I'm not worthy? Who else is worthy? Who else is willing to make him a burden?"

Qin Chengyan took the registration form and pen from An Ting, lowered his eyes, and said coldly,

"I."