Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

Shen Chao propped his hands on the podium, his downcast eyes fell on the phone screen.

He Qiutong's name changed to 'The other party is typing...'.

Shen Chao assigned classroom group assignments to the students, and stared at the mobile phone screen waiting for an explanation between the students doing the questions.

He had never stared at his phone for so long during class, and Shen Chao made an exception for He Qiutong.

But until the end of get out of class, the person on the other side of the screen didn't reply to him.

Everyone in the class noticed the unusual atmosphere around Professor Shen today. The usual coldness turned into an arctic-like coldness, and the invisible air-conditioning stimulated everyone's hearts.

Probably because of this, the number of people asking questions after class has been reduced by more than half.

"Professor Shen looked at his phone while collecting his things after class, with a cold face..."

"What's wrong with this?"

"I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel like I've been pissed off by my little girlfriend and I can't do anything to her."

"Hey, don't say it. It really feels like this."

Shen Chao: "..." Shen Chao was in a delicate mood after listening to it.

Shen Chao sent another message to He Qiutong after class.

In the morning, he didn't tell He Qiutong about the content of his chat with Uncle Wang. His kid was obviously lost, and neither of them let it go.

He has been paying attention to He Qiutong's news all day today, otherwise he wouldn't have asked immediately after the other party sent a 'pat'.

Having lived together for so long, he knows He Qiutong's temperament well.

Shen Chao was a little angry that He Qiutong was paddling in an important professional class, and he was a little worried that that delicate little guy was thinking too much.

After packing up the teaching plans, he went back to the office with his things in his arms.

I also asked He Qiutong's counselor for the phone number of the teacher of this organic chemistry class, and called.

"Hello? Teacher Lin?"

"I am a teacher from the School of Psychology, Shen Chao."

"Is He Qiutong in your class? How was he doing in the last class?"

"...a child at home, take care of him at school."

"..."

Shen Chao frowned and hung up the phone, fixedly looked at the few orange candies scattered on the desk, and sighed.

He was a little angry at first, but now he became distressed.The worries in my heart did not decrease but increased.

It really made him angry that the little guy didn't listen to the class, but he couldn't get angry when he thought that the little guy was absent-minded and depressed because of him.

It is clearly written in love psychology: 'When love greatly affects study and work, you should adjust your state in time', but Shen Chao feels that he, a psychological counselor, cannot heal himself.

His professional psychology teacher is more or less affected by the emotions of love, let alone his little guy.

- Go back to play with you at night and chat with you.

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Chao added a sentence after the message: Teacher Shen loves you.

After editing the message, Shen Chao sent it to He Qiutong's phone via text message.

Because in his subconscious mind, he always felt that text messages were more solemn than WeChat messages.

-

He Qiutong had no idea that Shen Chao had sent him a message. After finishing his professional class, he went to the library and found a place in a remote corner to sleep on his stomach.

He is really tired today, so tired that he seems to have returned to the down and out days before he met the sinking tide.

He wanted to get the black gold card that Shen Chao had given him in his bag, so he took it out in a daze, held it in his hand, and fell asleep.

This location was not chosen well, it happened to be against the air outlet of the air conditioner.

When He Qiutong woke up, he only felt backache and back pain, and his mind was groggy.

Turn on the phone screen, there are several missed messages from Shen Chao in WeChat, and there is also one in the text box.

He opened it one by one, and suddenly felt that a few hours ago, he was a fool for not replying to the message because he was afraid of being scolded by Teacher Shen for paddling in class.

He Qiutong glanced at the time when Shen Chao sent the message, and found that he had been hanging out with the other party for a long time, his heart tightened, and he started typing.

-Shen Chao, Teacher Shen, Professor Shen—I just fell asleep in the library.

-I, I did paddle in class, I was wrong!Don't be angry if you adults don't remember villains!

-Also, I love you too, I love you so much!

Shen Chao had just finished his last class when he received a message from the little guy, and his hanging heart finally let go.

- are you still in the libraryYour teacher Shen is out of class.

- Let's go home with Teacher Shen.

The Hongde Building where Shen Chao teaches is not far from the library. Five minutes later, Shen Chao arrived at the two-wheeled vehicle lock point in the library.

My little boyfriend is leaning on the Tyrannosaurus rex and looking at his mobile phone. He is well-proportioned and tall, with slender legs. The hand holding the mobile phone changes light and shade under the sun, which looks very good-looking.

Shen Chao walked up to He Qiutong in a big step, gently took away the other party's mobile phone, and put it in He Qiutong's trouser pocket.

"Little boyfriend, take me home quickly."

Shen Chao's voice was not loud, only the two of them could hear it.

He Qiutong was flustered by Shen Chao's tone of voice, and hurriedly put the pink helmet on Shen Chao's head, taking advantage of the situation to block the other's eyes that seemed to be igniting fire, and hurriedly put the blue helmet on himself.

He was afraid that if he retracted into the helmet later, Shen Chao would see his face as red as a monkey's butt.

When Shen Chao sat down, He Qiutong said:

"Teacher Shen hold me tight."

Shen Chao was not polite to him, and hugged him directly.

He Qiutong rubbed forward, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the tyrannosaurus rushed past a group of battery cars. Suddenly remembering that this was still at school, He Qiutong silently slowed down again.

At the end of summer, the temperature is still quite high, or maybe it's not that the temperature is high, but their immediate atmosphere is too hot.

Since he confessed his love, when Shen Chao sat in the back seat of him, he no longer hugged him vaguely like before, but put his hands directly on his waist.

Summer clothes are light and thin, and He Qiutong only wears a thin T-shirt.

The touch on the waist was clear, Shen Chao's palms were dry and warm, and even the skin on his side became hot.

This kind of touch made He Qiutong's breathing stagnate, and he didn't dare to move at all.

"Relax a little bit, hot."

"Not loose. Watch the road."

"Quickly relax."

"Not loose."

"It's not loose, it's not loose, it's not loose."

With a smile in Shen Chao's deep voice, he reached out and hugged him a little tighter.

Shen Chao's shattered hair fell on his neck, causing a dense itching, as if an invisible slender and ciliated vine had sneaked into his heart, gently teasing it.

He Qiutong shrugged unnaturally, looked in the rearview mirror, and met Shen Chao's gaze.

This is the sleazy Professor Shen, the slightly curled corner of his mouth looks like a cartoon version of a little devil.

No, it's an old devil. Professor Shen is obviously profound and has a good way of teasing people.

The waist was tightly surrounded by two arms like iron chains. He Qiutong moved awkwardly and didn't care. Shen Chao also put his chin on his shoulders, which was equally hot.

He Qiutong was wrapped in Shen Chao's arms, and he looked a little petite and cute.

He himself didn't understand why he didn't take the initiative every time when he was clearly driving the car.

My pride as a man took a little hit.

Just as He Qiutong was about to move, Shen Chao seemed to have seen through his heart or had played enough, followed his movements and let go.

There was a three-way intersection ahead. They turned left and turned into the main road of the school from the tree-lined path that was empty just now.

The flow of people increased, and gossiping students were taking pictures of the two of them.

Before the three-way intersection, Shen Chao had retracted his chin and arms, and changed to the same distance as before, sitting in a well-behaved manner.

There was wind in the air, and after the heat faded, He Qiutong carefully looked at the crowded road ahead, passed through the crowd, and carried Shen Chao home.

The heat in my heart seemed to be gone with the wind.

He Qiutong's heart froze.

Because he suddenly realized that the relationship between him and Shen Chao is a relationship in which one cannot hug waist even in a car on the road, and a relationship in which shoulders to shoulders can't be held hands in crowds.

Just like at this moment, they are only slightly far away from each other, but they seem to be far away from each other, unreachable.

After thinking about this level, it seems that the ordinary eyes of a classmate and a passer-by by chance become weird.

"Be careful... in school..."

Uncle Wang's words suddenly appeared in He Qiutong's mind.

A vague but inexplicably certain idea took root in He Qiutong's heart.

Shen Chao's hesitant eyes, the topic that Uncle Wang suddenly stopped...

This seems to have a reasonable explanation.

-

The locomotive carried the two of them through the crowded streets.

At sunset, the sky is dyed a dark red, and the orange-yellow sunset floats in the cascading clouds.

In the past, He Qiutong would take pictures of every scene he watched with Shen Chao, but today he is not in the mood.

The collision of messy color blocks only makes people feel lost.

After coming out of school, inexplicably, the atmosphere between the two became colder.

He Qiutong didn't know if Shen Chao had noticed anything, but he urgently needed to find something to distract him right now.

He Qiutong wanted to find something to talk about, but he was so depressed that he opened his mouth many times but closed it again.

He wanted to speed up the car to enjoy the pain and stimulation of the hot hunting wind blowing on his face, but Shen Chao was sitting behind him.

It was Shen Chao who would tell him, 'For the safety of the children, drive carefully and don't get distracted'.

So he can't.

He Qiutong tried his best to suppress the irritability that rose up in his heart, tightly gripped the brake on the handlebar, and focused all his energy on the road conditions.

He probably wasn't in the right mood to drive at the moment, so for safety's sake, He Qiutong slowed down the speed again and again.

The car passed by the dessert shop they often go to, as if seeing a savior, He Qiutong hurriedly turned on the brakes, and the Tyrannosaurus slowly stopped.

He didn't even have time to take off the helmet, he hurriedly greeted Shen Chao as if evading, then turned and ran into the dessert shop.

Pushing open the glass door, the sweet and greasy taste rushes straight into the brain, and the taste of cream, essence and pastry is mixed.It made him feel sick.

Maybe the helmet is too stuffy.

He reached out to take it off, revealing a pale face dripping with cold sweat.