The white moonlight that makes us cry

Inside the professor's office.

The curtains were drawn tightly, with only a little light leaking from the gap in the middle.

It was raining lightly outside.

The room was dark and empty because it lacked a lot of things.

There are several packed cardboard boxes in the corner.

"Just now that person said you have a sexual disorder, what's going on?"

In front of the wooden table, Cui Youji looked down at Xia Rubing and asked.

Xia Rubing was a little delirious and unable to answer.

The gauze curtain was blown up and down by the wind.

Paper documents were scattered all over the floor.

One of them was imprinted with four large characters "Certificate of Resignation".

The desktop is cold.

Cui Youji thoughtfully put a few sheets of paper on it beforehand, but at this moment the thin paper has been completely soaked in water, it is firmly stuck to it, and it will break if touched.

A refreshing guava scent filled the air.

Xia Rubing leaned back on the table with both hands, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged.

"Are you okay?" Cui Youji looked up and asked him.

"No...it's uncomfortable..." Xia Rubing's waist tensed up.

In fact, it is much more than that.

He was being brutally tortured by drugs provoking an even more turbulent condition.

The suit jacket has long been lost somewhere.

The white shirt on Xia Rubing was torn apart by himself, and the tie was crookedly held in his mouth.

The black shirt was clamped tightly to the flesh and sunken, forming a strong visual impact with the snow-colored skin.

This restrained sense of desire, coupled with the man's absent-minded and blushing face, gave him an inexplicably seductive obsession.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Cui Youji's heart beat fast.

It's hard to imagine that this well-dressed, aloof and abstinent Professor Xia is now panting tearfully in front of him.

Cui Youji even thought for a moment that he was dreaming.

"Professor Xia." He suddenly stopped calling.

"Shh, don't call me Professor Xia..." Xia Rubing hooked the young man's shoulder, kissed him and said vaguely, "Call me by my name."

Being called that by a student in the office, Xia Rubing's face became flustered.

"Brother." Cui Youji changed his name.

Xia Rubing's back trembled, and her mind suddenly went blank.

I have to admit that this title made him more dizzy than the name.

Xia Rubing raised her neck like a dying swan, her toes tensed.

Obviously it's November weather.

Choi Yoo Gil is equally hot.

He was sweating from the heat and his eyes were red.

"What should I do next, so that your condition can be relieved?" He asked Xia Rubing in a hoarse voice.

Cui Youji really didn't understand.

He is not a doctor.

I was too drunk the previous time.

Maybe he played well under the influence of alcohol that time, but now Cui Youji is completely at a loss.

"I'll teach you." Xia Rubing coughed lightly.

Cui Youji said, "Thank you, Teacher Xia."

Xia Rubing blushed suddenly.

In fact, Xia Rubing understood at the moment when he was going all out just now, he could no longer deny it.

He loves a young, hormone-laden body and being with someone like that.

He likes Cui Youji.

He is an indifferent personality who hates crossing the line. He is a severe sexual x-morbid patient who will bleed when he smells the other person's body, just like a decaying, gloomy rainy season plant that grows under the dark and cannot see the light.Xia Rubing loathes and hates herself like this.

But what about Cui Youji?

He is like the scorching sun, like the rain, like the afternoon breeze in the garden.

Like the warmest person Xia Rubing has experienced since she was a child.

Xia Rubing didn't know what their future would be, and she didn't think they had to have an ending.

He just doesn't want to do this anymore.

Always hid in a corner alone to comfort, weeping silently.

Just now that the teacher-student relationship is over, he wants to try to take the first step.

Xia Rubing approached Cui Youji, and whispered the next steps.

He likes the intensity, the way, the feel.

He didn't hide anything, and told the other party everything.

"Is that so? Do you feel better?" Cui Youji kissed him jerky and carelessly.

"En." Xia Rubing held her breath.

"What else do you need me to do?"

Xia Rubing's black eyelashes trembled slightly, and she spat out three words.

Only in this way can his condition be relieved.

"What is that?" Cui Youji was a little confused.

"Fool."

Xia Rubing whispered something in his ear.

Cui Youji's face was flushed, and his chest seemed to be scalded by an iron.

"But I didn't..."

"I do not mind."

The swaying gauze curtain and the sound of dripping rain made Cui Youji inexplicably think of the seaside where the campfire was shining that day.

He heard the roar of the rolling waves, smelled the aroma of steamed buns, and the image of Xia Rubing stepping on a surfboard appeared in his mind.

Very beautiful.

He inserted his fingertips into Xia Rubing's hair, and almost exhausted all his restraint to not go mad.

"You can call me." Xia Rubing murmured.

"I do not want it."

Cui Youji thought to himself, he didn't want to hurt the other party.

He wanted Xia Rubing to get better soon.

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"Doo-doo-doo—"

Suddenly interrupted by a bell.

Cui Youji glanced at it and said, "It's the police station."

There was also a shrill siren faintly coming from outside.

The police must have arrived by now, ready to arrest that pervert.

Cui Youji was still a little worried, afraid that the man would run away.

He thought for a while and said, "Should we..."

Snapped.

Xia Rubing reached out to turn off the phone and looked at him.

The moist black eyes were full of tears, like a dense fog lost in the forest.

"No."

stop.

a few hours later.

The rain gradually stopped, and the sun broke through the dark clouds and rose as usual.

The monitor and another classmate walked to the office at the end of the corridor.

The classmate curiously pointed to the beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

The class leader explained: "This is a gift that the counselor asked me to prepare with the class fee. Today is the day when Professor Xia resigns, so I just gave it to him."

The gift box is not sealed.

The classmate opened it and found that it was actually a bottle of high-end red wine.

"Wow, you guys are so caring!"

While talking, the two walked to the door.

The monitor knocked on the door.

A moment later, a male voice came from inside the door: "Who?"

The class monitor increased his volume and said, "Professor Xia is me, the monitor of Physical Education Class 191. I'm here to give you a small gift, a bottle of red wine..."

"Let's open the door first." The other party said.

Maybe Professor Xia was busy at the meeting, and the monitor didn't think much about it.

He bent down and put the gift box on the ground, turned around and left with his classmates.

On the way, the classmate said: "Do you feel that Professor Xia's voice just now sounds a bit wrong?"

Monitor: "Is there? I didn't pay attention."

Classmate: "It's hoarse... as if it has been sanded down."

The class monitor disagreed: "It's normal, the teacher takes a lot of throat in class."

indoor.

Hearing the footsteps fading away, Cui Youji leaned over and said with a smile, "Professor Xia, you can continue."

Xia Rubing: "..."

The youth's occasional viciousness made him a little at a loss.

Xia Rubing pursed her lips and said, "I think the illness should be almost cured."

Maybe it's because I'm getting old and my physical strength can't keep up.

If this continues, he may not be able to walk later.

Cui Youji stretched out his hand to touch it, frowned and said, "Obviously it's still very bad."

Xia Rubing could only say, "I don't want it anymore."

"Oh." Cui Youji let go.

The man's white thighs rested weakly on the black leather chair, and the trousers were hanging down.

He looked tired, and indeed looked drained.

With Xia Rubing's current appearance, it was hard to see anyone at all.

But when he comes out of the office later, he will inevitably be bumped into.

Cui Youji scratched his head and thought, how should we clean up now?

Xia Rubing whispered, "I'm a little thirsty."

Cui Youji stood up, "I'll get you some water."

"No...can you help me go outside and bring in the red wine sent by the students?"

Hearing this sentence, Cui Youji's first reaction was that Xia Rubing was going to drink again.

Can't hold back even for a while?

With a stinky face, he opened the door and went out to bring in the gift box, then threw it on the table.

"Here." Cui Youji said coldly.

Xia Rubing lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Under the light and shadow, half of his side face covered by the wet hair on his forehead looked pale and fragile.

Cui Youji felt a little distressed when he saw the inexplicable.

I seemed too cruel just now.

But that was Xia Rubing's request.

Even though it was already in great pain, Xia Rubing still held back her brows without showing the slightest sign.

He seemed to be indulging in the pain.

No wonder he ends up with Ruan Shu, who likes to play with letters, in the book.

Cui Youji thought, Xia Rubing must be a masochist, right?

What should I do? Although I have a bit of a temper, I don't have sadistic tendencies...

Xia Rubing silently pried open the wine bottle with a screwdriver.

This is a 750ml standard Bord dry red, the price is not expensive, but the packaging is exquisite.

The cork made of rubber is in the shape of a conical column, and there is a sound of "boo" when it is opened.

Xia Rubing handed the cork to Cui Youji and said, "Can you help me? I can't see it myself."

Cui Youji was taken aback.

He didn't expect that Xia Rubing wanted red wine, but it wasn't for drinking.

"Oh." He took a step forward.

On closer inspection, this cork is indeed the perfect shape to stop any wine bottle.

Its exquisite texture ensures that the wine does not leak out.

Not only that, but also preserve the mellow aroma.

Many wineries will use cork made of this material.

The gauze curtain swayed, casting a shadow on the man's back.

"Okay." Cui Youji looked away, and took a few tissues from the table to wipe his fingers.

Xia Rubing turned her head, glanced at him, and frowned slightly:

"So you haven't solved it yet?"

Cui Youji touched his nose in embarrassment.

Even for a young athlete, he seemed a bit out of order.

Xia Rubing glanced at the clock and murmured, "It's been three hours."

Cui Youji was even more embarrassed.

"Am I sick too..." he asked awkwardly.

"It's okay, it's fine like this." Xia Rubing looked nonchalant.

He stepped on the ground with bare feet, took a sip of red wine, knelt down in front of Cui Youji, raised his head and said:

"let me help you."

The cold touch conveyed by the liquid made Cui Youji's head thump again, and he almost couldn't stand still.