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Outside the window, Ning Hai was walking into the teaching building that Li Ai just walked out of.

In this decades-old Soviet-style teaching building, the sun just shines in through the red windows that have just been maintained.There were some vague laughter and cheers outside the window. There was only one person in the corridor standing by the window and looking out of the window. His young skin was dazzlingly white in the setting sun, and the hair on his forehead and long eyelashes were dyed a warm orange color. , the thin figure dragged a beautiful long shadow on the wall of the corridor.

Ning Hai stood at the other end of the corridor quietly watching this charming silhouette for a moment, then walked over gently.

But that charming figure didn't notice it at all, he just looked out the window at the white car that had just started to slide out of the parking lot.

"You have been waiting for a long time."

Wu Lang turned his head and saw that it was him, reached out the window and put out the cigarette on the concrete window sill, shaking his head

"No."

Ning Hai saw that Wu Lang was absent-minded, so he turned his head and watched the white car outside the window with him, bypassing the path full of sycamore trees on both sides of the college, speeding up and disappearing at the end of the road.

"I met your mentor downstairs."

Wu Lang frowned, and snorted unhappily.

"Oh."

"Are you unhappy? Do you still want to play today? Or should we go to another place for dinner?"

Wu Lang grabbed his backpack from his feet and said

"I still can't eat, let's play ball with you first."

Ning Hai nodded and smiled after listening.

As usual, Wu Lang did not sit in the co-pilot next to Wu Lang, but sat in the second row of the car.He always felt that it would be a little strange if he was seen by others.

Ning Hai runs a large-scale family group. He is a graduate of this college more than ten years ago. This year, he was invited by the school as an outstanding alumni representative to speak at the school celebration.Wu Lang is a cadre of the postgraduate student union. When Ning Hai came, the college arranged for Wu Lang to accompany Ning Hai to visit the school before lunch.

Wu Lang didn't remember exactly what they said at the time, but he only remembered that this man liked to smile very much, and that kind of smile made people very comfortable.He accompanied Ning Hai to see the newly built teaching building, the library, and the cafeteria. When he finally walked past the stadium, Ning Hai said he wanted to see it.They then looked at the swimming pool and the tennis court together.

Standing by the tennis court, Ning Hai suddenly asked Wu Lang:

"Can you play tennis?"

Wu Lang says

"Sorry, I can only serve. The tennis court is full every day. It's not that teachers can't book it. I like to play rope tennis by myself on the roof of the dormitory."

"What is rope tennis?"

Wu Lang glanced at Ning Hai and grinned.

"It's just to tie a tennis ball with a rope. When the ball is hit, it bounces back by itself. You play with yourself. Mr. Ning has no shortage of tennis courts, so he definitely won't have the chance to see something like this."

"I'd love to see it."

"I'll bring it to you another day."

From that day on, Ning Hai returned to the college as a visiting professor, and often invited Wu Lang to accompany him to play tennis in a high-end club in the city.

Every time after playing, Ning Hai would invite Wu Lang to have a meal in the beautiful restaurant on the top floor of the club, and then drive him back to the academy.

Wu Lang did not tell anyone else about this.

Firstly, because Wu Lang happened to choose the course in Ninghai this semester, he didn't want the students in the class to feel that he was getting close to this visiting professor, and secondly, he didn't want Li Ai to know.

From a young age, Wu Lang's parents always said that he was a mature child, who seemed to be unable to play well with his peers, and liked to hang out with older children.Because of this, he was not very good at getting along with his peers after he entered university. He liked to turn on the economic radio on the roof and play rope tennis.

Perhaps it was also because of this that Wu Lang had a vague longing for Li Ai, a young returnee tutor, since he met him.He liked the feeling of talking and being with Li Ai, but he still couldn't figure out what this feeling was, until Yan Jiang's appearance pierced the hazy paper in his heart.Wu Lang suddenly realized that this might be a kind of love.

Unfortunately, he no longer had the chance.

Recalling these, Wu Lang leaned his head against the car window and looked out the window in silence.

The car drove out of the gate of the academy, Ning Hai sat in the driver's seat and adjusted the rearview mirror.

Wu Lang raised his head just in time to meet Ning Hai's gaze in the rearview mirror.

Wu Lang felt that the car was slowing down, and then slowly stopped at a secluded side of the road on the way to the city.

Ning Hai turned to look at him from the driver's seat

"I've already left the academy, can I sit in the front?"

"Isn't it the same when sitting in the back?" Wu Lang asked him

Ning Hai smiled

"No, it's hard to talk like that."

Wu Lang didn't want to argue with him either, so he opened the car door and got into the co-pilot.

"Okay, let's go." He closed the co-pilot's door and said to Ning Hai.

Ning Hai turned sideways, and suddenly stretched out his hand past him.

Wu Lang looked at him suspiciously, and subconsciously raised his hands to push away his approaching arms.

But Ning Hai's hand just brushed across his chest, reaching out to pull the seat belt on his shoulder to help Wu Lang buckle it up.

He said while bowing his head and pressing the seat belt buckle

"It is now stipulated that seat belts must be worn in the front row, sorry."

Wu Lang's muscles relaxed and he let out a breath.

"Thank you, Mr. Ning."

Ning Hai looked up at him and said, "Don't call him 'Mr.', please."

"Alright, Teacher Ning."

Ning Hai shook his head and smiled.