Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

He Qiutong has never felt that time is so difficult. He squatted on the bluestone road that almost no one stepped on, silently watching the time on the phone screen beating bit by bit.

— he will not go home until 06:30 in the afternoon.

This is the time when He Qiutong normally arrives home after class, and it will not arouse Shen Chao's suspicion.

If I had known, I wouldn't have rushed back so early... This path is very cold, and the coolness of the draft can penetrate to the bone.

He Qiutong shrank his neck, squatted on the ground and hugged himself into a ball, staring blankly at the swarms of ants on the ground carrying food, which happened to pass in front of He Qiutong.Very interesting.

He picked up a dead tree branch and blocked it in the middle of the path of the little ants. The first ant that was blocked was a little dizzy, and blocked the road in circles, even blocking the ants behind him. It became a ball like a sesame cake.

He Qiutong's heart, which had been suffering all day, finally felt better. Although it was inhumane to base his happiness on the pain of the little ant, he still pursed his lips and showed his first smile today.

The ringtone of the WeChat phone rang suddenly on this quiet and somewhat cold path. He Qiutong was frightened, and his shoulders shook before he realized it.

He put his hand in his pocket but didn't pick up the phone. He Qiutong turned off the volume without even looking at it - the caller at this time was nothing more than his counselor or the chemistry teacher who had some impression of him.

He didn't want to be nagged by others when he was in a low mood.

But He Qiutong wanted to let him go, but the person on the other end of the phone didn't want to let him go. The phone in his pocket continued to vibrate after a while, and the sound of 'buzzing buzz' lingered in his ears like a death talisman.

He Qiutong sighed when the other party persistently called in for the fourth call, and answered the phone as if resigned to his fate.

But as soon as he picked up the phone, he was stunned. The profile picture of the WeChat caller was Shen Chao's...

He Qiutong was startled, and glanced at the time in the upper right corner... the panic in his heart became even worse.

Shen Chao knows his class schedule, and he never called during his class before...but this time...

He Qiutong's fingertips hovered over the screen of the phone. Seeing that the duration of the call was about to run out, he still gritted his teeth and picked up the phone before it was about to hang up automatically.

He Qiutong put the phone to his ear, but didn't speak.He did it because he didn't dare, because he was afraid.

But Shen Chao on the other end of the phone also fell silent, except for the heavy breathing of the two and He Qiutong's 'rustling' sound as the wind blew past the small bamboo forest, there was nothing else on the phone.

After a while, Shen Chao spoke first.

"Where are you playing? Come back and give Teacher Shen a hug."

He Qiutong, who had never been crying, couldn't hold back when he heard Shen Chao's words. The soreness hit his eyes instantly, the eyelashes like black crow feathers trembled, and tears fell all over his face like pearls with broken strings.

He Qiutong noticed the coolness on his face, quickly wiped it with the back of his hand, moved the receiver away and sniffed, and let out a "hmm".

He didn't dare to say more, for fear that his strange voice would be noticed by Shen Chao.

After hanging up the phone, He Qiutong stood up and moved his numb legs. After saying goodbye to the little ants who were still carrying food, he walked downstairs again with anxiety.

Shen Chao didn't say anything to him on the phone, but He Qiutong knew that Shen Chao must understand that he couldn't hide the school affairs from him, and he couldn't hide his skipping class from him.

He Qiutong wiped off the tears on his cheeks and raised his head to look upstairs again. This time, what he saw was not the curtains fluttering in the wind, but... Shen Chao standing in front of the window and looking at him.

He Qiutong looked up, he was still too far away from Shen Chao's space, and could only vaguely feel that Shen Chao was also looking at him.Just like that, one was upstairs and the other was downstairs, watching from a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

The sun's rays hurt He Qiutong's eyes, and tears wanted to come out of his eyes again, but He Qiutong held back with all his strength.

He closed his eyes forcefully and then opened them again, waved at the sinking tide upstairs, and ran into the room.

As the red numbers on the elevator kept beating, Shen Chao was getting closer and closer to him.

With a sound of 'ding', the elevator door opened, and He Qiutong's gloomy expression that hadn't had time to adjust fell into the eyes of Shen Chao who was waiting outside the elevator.

The man stepped forward and pulled He Qiutong into his arms.

"Tongtong, is it cold outside? Eyes and nose are red from the cold."

"It's cold. If I had known it earlier, I would have gone straight home." It's almost winter...how can a person survive it?

The man was heartbroken, Shen Chao didn't say the accusation of skipping class that He Qiutong thought he would hear, and Shen Chao didn't bring up the rumors that were spread all over the school.

He just took He Qiutong home.

The indoor temperature is always constant at 28 degrees, and He Qiutong was blown by the heater as soon as he entered the door, making him feel warm and comfortable.

"Go take a bath, the hot water has been placed for you." Shen Chao tapped the bathroom with his chin, "But don't soak for too long, come out when the body is warm."

He Qiutong responded with a muffled voice.

Shen Chao is always so considerate, he is the only one who is afraid of the cold at home, so the man has to control him to turn on the heating early, in case he gets cold, the man will also put hot water in the bathtub in advance before he goes home, and... ... those chaotic and terrible things that were suppressed by Shen Chao...

All these piles are taking care of his emotions.

The warm water flowed over his neck, and He Qiutong lay in the bathtub and quietly watched the warm lamp in the bathroom. The warm lamp was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes when he looked at it in the blink of an eye.

It's like looking up at the sky at noon, when the scorching sun is the craziest.

Some physiological tears rushed out from the corners of the eyes, and gradually couldn't stop, He Qiutong just shed tears quietly, and all fell into the bathtub in a 'pattapatta', small ripples splashed by teardrops Small enough to be inconspicuous in a large tub.

As one of the protagonists in this incident, He Qiutong deliberately avoided those hurtful words, and what he touched was only the tip of the iceberg.

But the tip of the iceberg has already made him almost unbearable.

Then, what about Shen Tide?Did he see those people using all kinds of abuse on the Internet?

I must have seen it.Nothing can be hidden from him.

He Qiutong's lower lip trembled slightly, he got up to dry his hands, took out the mobile phone from the pocket of his trousers, and sat back in the bathtub with the mobile phone in his arms.

When the warm water flooded the body again, the feeling as if returning to the mother's womb brought He Qiutong back to life.

He re-opened the page of Nantah University's campus wall like masochism, and the article exposing their relationship has been pinned to the top at this time, which is quite "top class".

How ironic--

The number of comments under the text and pictures has also changed from the 60 he saw at noon to 99+, and the number of likes is also 99+. Those unknown ellipsis are like a row of black holes pointing at him.

He didn't know when, he would die under these wooden warehouses.

This time He Qiutong didn't hesitate any longer, and directly clicked on the comment below—since Shen Chao had read it all, he couldn't escape it either.

The comments with a relatively high number of likes are all unfriendly, and one even scolds too much.

Those who support them or smack cp under the comments will also be weirded out by those who resist.

Gradually, fewer and fewer people spoke out for their love, and their voices were swallowed by abuse, as if a drop of white dots had dropped into black ink, and after stirring, it was still black.

Can't make any waves...

Those increasingly extreme and unscrupulous speeches were not stopped, and they arrogantly declared that they had occupied the high ground.

He Qiutong forced himself to read it all word by word...

Some scolded him, and some scolded Shen Chao.

But there are more people scolding Shen Chao than him, and most of the "Internet Saints" have two kinds of remarks:

One: fall in love with your own students, children are ignorant, and your 30-year-old professor knowingly commits a crime is moral corruption!

Second: Maybe it's the students under the professor's unspoken rules? !Didn't you see the obscenity case in middle school before?He hit the gun!

……

He Qiutong looked over one by one.

Some people even started to encourage everyone to boycott Shen Chao's class...

This made He Qiutong feel unbelievable. The general psychology class that was so popular before has become a street mouse that everyone hates in a blink of an eye.Shen Chao's complete lesson plans and carefully prepared PPT presentations... were all slandered by the students he taught one by one.

Later, some news that made Shen Chao get out of Nanjing University was gradually pushed up.

Someone keeps following the trend and swiping the screen——

'The teacher's morality is corrupt, get out of Nantah'

Obviously yesterday, Shen Chao was still the youngest associate professor at Nantah University, but today, as soon as the incident happened, it became a 'teacher's morality is corrupted'.

It turns out that people's hearts can change so quickly...

He Qiutong's eyes were almost frozen, his fingers flicked sluggishly, and his palms were squeezed hard, as if they were about to crush the phone.

You can scold him, but he really can't bear to scold Shen Chao.

The anger was steamed by the heat in the bathroom and became even stronger.Dazed by the rage, he clicked on a comment insulting Shen Chao's unspoken rules student, and began to reply with crackling fingers.

——I was the one who seduced him first. I confessed my love first, and I fell in love first.Can you stop barking without knowing anything!

He Qiutong used the word 'seduce. seduce', which greatly degrades his own status. It is not seduce or seduce, but seduce. seduce.

……

This comment made in He Qiutong's own voice was immediately upvoted. Some scolded him for being shameless, and some scolded him for being self-willed and depraved.

But He Qiutong just glanced at it lightly, then turned off the phone and ignored it.

The water in the bathtub was cold, and there was a bit of a bone-chilling chill.

Just as He Qiutong was thinking about it, Shen Chao knocked on the bathroom door——