Mr. Shen's little boyfriend
Chapter 71 The Last Call for Help
Shen Chao hugged him from behind, passed his arms through his waist, and clasped them tightly in front of his lower abdomen, even his heart was clasped tightly.
very tight.
It's so tight that we won't be separated for the rest of our lives.
His Professor Shen has always been serious and cold, such gentle and tender self-analysis-style love words are overwhelming.
Along with the sweetness, it is more sour.
In this relationship, he was never the only one who was worried about gains and losses.
Shen Chao is not like this.
If you fall in love with your teacher, will his children's blood studies be affected?Will you be bothered by gossip?
The answer is yes.
Why isn't Shen Chao worried?
He is just good at covering up, leaving He Qiutong to see his calm shell, so that he can feel at ease.
In fact, his Shen Chao was also afraid.
The moment this thought appeared, his heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a pair of invisible hands——
Not death, but real suffocation.
-
The sycamore tree in front of the library fell to a golden color, the autumn tiger finally slipped away, and the temperature began to drop sharply at the end of October.
"Autumn is here."
He Qiutong sat in his usual place in the library, propping his chin to look at the leaves of the sycamore tree outside the window, one after another fell.
In fact, I didn't feel the wind, and the leaves of the tung tree just fell off.
Probably old, the connection between the leaves and the trunk is not so strong.
On the screen of the mobile phone was playing a teaching video of a high mathematics teacher on station B, who seemed to be an associate professor of a famous university.
Coincidentally, his family, Shen Chao, is also an associate professor.
The black ballpoint pen landed on the draft paper, not a calculation formula, but the word Shen Chao.
The moon on the right side of the word Chao has not been written yet, but he found it. He Qiutong stared at it for a second, paused for a moment with his right hand, and crossed it out.
Blindly drawing a horizontal line does not cover the complete handwriting very well.
He remembered what he saw in the video before - the best way to cover the text is to write another text on top of the text.
The criss-cross strokes are layered together and it is not easy to see what is written.
So He Qiutong's name was overlaid on Shen Chao's name over and over again, until it became a black ball.
Only he himself knows that this ball of black ink is the fusion of Shen Chao and He Qiutong.
He kept this romance in his heart, and he could only keep this romance in his heart.
The recent high math class has become more difficult, and he has not been serious these days, so he ended up making up lessons at station B.
He Qiutong himself also noticed that he was not very interested in doing anything recently, and he was listless when he woke up in the morning. The reason was Shen Chao.
He told himself he couldn't go on like this, he didn't want to put so much pressure on Shen Chao, his professor Shen was already tired enough.
But he can't control it.
In school, he had to keep a 'safe distance' from Shen Chao, and the chances of riding the Tyrannosaurus together in class were mostly reduced.
"Why haven't I seen you and Professor Shen from the Department of Psychology after school?"
When Li Siyu asked this sentence, he realized that his previous relationship with Shen Chao seemed to be too close.
I feel a little proud, but more of a fear.
He Qiutong pursed his lower lip, straightened his waist unconsciously, leaned back a little, and opened the distance. This is what he often does when he is guilty:
"Ah, I haven't been able to catch up recently...so I haven't left together."
Fortunately, Li Siyu didn't linger on this question, she seemed to have other things, she faltered with lowered eyes and lowered her head, and didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
He Qiutong has been in a bad mood for the past few days and has no patience, but at least he is a familiar friend. He propped his chin and waited for someone to finish speaking.
"That...you still remember Xiaohang." The girl's voice of pinching her fingernails was not regular, and He Qiutong felt a little uncomfortable hearing it, but she still didn't say anything.
"Remember." His first tutor was an awkward and beautiful kid.
There was another long silence, and the frequency of the sound of fingernail picking became more and more impatient, this time it was so urgent that the students next to him thought they were all staring at him.
Li Siyu seemed to have just realized it, and suddenly took his hand back:
"Can you go and see him?"
He Qiutong was not very sensitive to the emotions of people other than Shen Chao. At this time, he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, so he responded with a flat 'hmm':
"Do you want to continue making up classes this semester?"
Li Siyu lowered his head and looked at his fingernails under the table: "...he is in the hospital and wants to see you." His voice was very low, and the vibration of his vocal cords was mixed with exhaustion and helplessness.
He Qiutong was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked in Li Siyu's direction.
The elder sister who loves her younger brother seems to be covered with a black shadow, and the blackness under her eyes is very heavy, as if she hasn't slept well for several days.
"Xiaohang...what's wrong with him?" He Qiutong opened his mouth and realized that his throat was tight.
"My mother and I didn't expect...the reason why Xiaohang's math grades have been failing, that math teacher, that math teacher is really a beast, he is not worthy of being a teacher!"
"Last weekend, when their class was having extended tutoring... that rotten guy called Xiaohang to the office..."
……
After listening to Li Siyu's words, He Qiutong almost couldn't hold his fist anymore, wishing he could rush to the prison and beat him up until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
How could there be a scum in the world more disgusting than his father?
He Qiutong and Li Siyu took a whole day off from the counselor together.
Originally, he was not allowed to issue a leave of absence, but Liu Wei decided to issue a leave of absence because he looked so horrified that he was about to rush out to beat someone with a clouded face.
-
Half an hour later, the Municipal People's Hospital.
He Qiutong pushed open the door of the taxi, looked up at the five big characters of "City People's Hospital" written in red on a white background, and stared quietly for several seconds.
This place was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
Grandpa died on the [-]th floor of the tumor inpatient department, and my mother's body was transported here for examination.
The hospital is an uncomfortable place full of white and smelling of disinfectant.
There seems to be a layer of hemispherical glass shrouded in mid-air, he suddenly went in, only to feel that the smell of the air was unpleasant.
He Qiutong's chest was tight and panicked, and the heart and lungs had to work hard to absorb the oxygen molecules.
When entering the ward, Xiaohang was still sleeping, a small ball sunken in the pure white medical quilt, looking very thin and pale.
The boy was tired but did not sleep well, and the soft 'click' of the door opening would startle him awake.
Li Hangyu's vigilant eyes swept over in an instant, and He Qiutong could clearly see the distraction and panic in the other's eyes, and the stuffy anger in his chest suddenly turned into distress and helplessness.
Also with a deep powerlessness - powerlessness to oneself.
On the way to the hospital, he suddenly remembered what Li Hangyu said at the beginning of the make-up class, "I don't like the math teacher in school." Behind the rain curtain, the boy asked him "Can my math teacher be just you?"
That was the last make-up lesson, and it was also the last call for help to him.
But what did he do then?He turned a blind eye to obvious anomalies, and only cared about his own business.
That day, He Qiutong's motorcycle driving to the cemetery was driving very fast, and in Li Hangyu's eyes, it quickly shrank into a small spot in the rain curtain, and the boy's hope also continued to shrink, approaching nothing.
The sound of the glass bottle hitting on the hospital bed brought him back to his senses.
Li Hangyu was very excited to see him, and the needle in his hand was driven by his movements, shaking from side to side.
But apart from the sudden movement of sitting up, there was nothing else, Li Hangyu just looked at him silently, except for the excitement in his eyes at the beginning.
The boy's thick and curly eyelashes kept trembling, and even the shadows under the eyelashes kept trembling.
Such eyes made He Qiutong feel very guilty, and he almost didn't dare to raise his head to meet Li Hangyu's gaze.
In this life, he never felt that he owed anyone or was sorry to anyone.
At this moment, he felt that he was sorry for the boy in front of him.
The cool autumn wind blows in through the cracks of the window, the curtains are danced and danced, and the shadow falls on the blue and white striped quilt of the boy, and it moves with it, like a group of demons dancing wildly, and a hundred ghosts walking at night.
He felt that he should bear the consequences, but the consequences were too heavy, like a stone slab falling from the ruins pressed against his chest. In the ruins where the sky could not be seen, the trapped victims could only linger on without dignity.
"Hanghang, I... I'm sorry." He Qiutong's words stuck in his throat.
He didn't want to uncover the boy's scar, and he didn't want to see the blood dripping under the scar, and the scarlet muscles that were still wet.
He Qiutong felt uncomfortable, and his eyes were sore, but Li Hangyu smiled, with a small canine tooth on the right.
"Brother, it's not your fault."
The child's voice was not familiar, probably because he struggled and yelled for too long, and his previous clear and melodious voice was completely broken.Now it is hoarse and indistinct, like the vocal cords of an old man vibrating.
He Qiutong was far less strong than he thought, and the moment he heard Li Hangyu's words, he couldn't hold back anymore.
He didn't want the boy to see the sympathy and wetness in his eyes.Turning around quickly as if to cover up, poured a glass of water from the kettle on the bedside table.
With his back turned to Li Hangyu, he took several deep breaths to calm down before turning around, handing the water glass to the other's mouth, the little boy lowered his head and obediently drank it, frowning and swallowing.
Such a well-behaved and pleasant appearance made the complicated emotions suppressed in his heart rise again.
What kind of scum is willing to do such disgusting things to such a little boy.
Mother Li came back at this time and brought dinner.
Only for three people.
Hang Hang is still unable to eat, and can only drink liquid food and infusion nutritional supplements.
A very thick retained needle hit the boy's thin and pale arm, which looked abrupt and sad.
He Qiutong had no appetite, and the fried rice in the hospital was indeed unpalatable. He smiled at Mother Li, took two mouthfuls of rice and swallowed it politely.
While fiddled with the rice with the plastic spoon, he caught sight of the filth in the plastic bag that Hanghang picked up from under the quilt in the blink of an eye.
He couldn't bear it and didn't want to destroy the boy's self-esteem again.
very tight.
It's so tight that we won't be separated for the rest of our lives.
His Professor Shen has always been serious and cold, such gentle and tender self-analysis-style love words are overwhelming.
Along with the sweetness, it is more sour.
In this relationship, he was never the only one who was worried about gains and losses.
Shen Chao is not like this.
If you fall in love with your teacher, will his children's blood studies be affected?Will you be bothered by gossip?
The answer is yes.
Why isn't Shen Chao worried?
He is just good at covering up, leaving He Qiutong to see his calm shell, so that he can feel at ease.
In fact, his Shen Chao was also afraid.
The moment this thought appeared, his heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a pair of invisible hands——
Not death, but real suffocation.
-
The sycamore tree in front of the library fell to a golden color, the autumn tiger finally slipped away, and the temperature began to drop sharply at the end of October.
"Autumn is here."
He Qiutong sat in his usual place in the library, propping his chin to look at the leaves of the sycamore tree outside the window, one after another fell.
In fact, I didn't feel the wind, and the leaves of the tung tree just fell off.
Probably old, the connection between the leaves and the trunk is not so strong.
On the screen of the mobile phone was playing a teaching video of a high mathematics teacher on station B, who seemed to be an associate professor of a famous university.
Coincidentally, his family, Shen Chao, is also an associate professor.
The black ballpoint pen landed on the draft paper, not a calculation formula, but the word Shen Chao.
The moon on the right side of the word Chao has not been written yet, but he found it. He Qiutong stared at it for a second, paused for a moment with his right hand, and crossed it out.
Blindly drawing a horizontal line does not cover the complete handwriting very well.
He remembered what he saw in the video before - the best way to cover the text is to write another text on top of the text.
The criss-cross strokes are layered together and it is not easy to see what is written.
So He Qiutong's name was overlaid on Shen Chao's name over and over again, until it became a black ball.
Only he himself knows that this ball of black ink is the fusion of Shen Chao and He Qiutong.
He kept this romance in his heart, and he could only keep this romance in his heart.
The recent high math class has become more difficult, and he has not been serious these days, so he ended up making up lessons at station B.
He Qiutong himself also noticed that he was not very interested in doing anything recently, and he was listless when he woke up in the morning. The reason was Shen Chao.
He told himself he couldn't go on like this, he didn't want to put so much pressure on Shen Chao, his professor Shen was already tired enough.
But he can't control it.
In school, he had to keep a 'safe distance' from Shen Chao, and the chances of riding the Tyrannosaurus together in class were mostly reduced.
"Why haven't I seen you and Professor Shen from the Department of Psychology after school?"
When Li Siyu asked this sentence, he realized that his previous relationship with Shen Chao seemed to be too close.
I feel a little proud, but more of a fear.
He Qiutong pursed his lower lip, straightened his waist unconsciously, leaned back a little, and opened the distance. This is what he often does when he is guilty:
"Ah, I haven't been able to catch up recently...so I haven't left together."
Fortunately, Li Siyu didn't linger on this question, she seemed to have other things, she faltered with lowered eyes and lowered her head, and didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
He Qiutong has been in a bad mood for the past few days and has no patience, but at least he is a familiar friend. He propped his chin and waited for someone to finish speaking.
"That...you still remember Xiaohang." The girl's voice of pinching her fingernails was not regular, and He Qiutong felt a little uncomfortable hearing it, but she still didn't say anything.
"Remember." His first tutor was an awkward and beautiful kid.
There was another long silence, and the frequency of the sound of fingernail picking became more and more impatient, this time it was so urgent that the students next to him thought they were all staring at him.
Li Siyu seemed to have just realized it, and suddenly took his hand back:
"Can you go and see him?"
He Qiutong was not very sensitive to the emotions of people other than Shen Chao. At this time, he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, so he responded with a flat 'hmm':
"Do you want to continue making up classes this semester?"
Li Siyu lowered his head and looked at his fingernails under the table: "...he is in the hospital and wants to see you." His voice was very low, and the vibration of his vocal cords was mixed with exhaustion and helplessness.
He Qiutong was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked in Li Siyu's direction.
The elder sister who loves her younger brother seems to be covered with a black shadow, and the blackness under her eyes is very heavy, as if she hasn't slept well for several days.
"Xiaohang...what's wrong with him?" He Qiutong opened his mouth and realized that his throat was tight.
"My mother and I didn't expect...the reason why Xiaohang's math grades have been failing, that math teacher, that math teacher is really a beast, he is not worthy of being a teacher!"
"Last weekend, when their class was having extended tutoring... that rotten guy called Xiaohang to the office..."
……
After listening to Li Siyu's words, He Qiutong almost couldn't hold his fist anymore, wishing he could rush to the prison and beat him up until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
How could there be a scum in the world more disgusting than his father?
He Qiutong and Li Siyu took a whole day off from the counselor together.
Originally, he was not allowed to issue a leave of absence, but Liu Wei decided to issue a leave of absence because he looked so horrified that he was about to rush out to beat someone with a clouded face.
-
Half an hour later, the Municipal People's Hospital.
He Qiutong pushed open the door of the taxi, looked up at the five big characters of "City People's Hospital" written in red on a white background, and stared quietly for several seconds.
This place was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
Grandpa died on the [-]th floor of the tumor inpatient department, and my mother's body was transported here for examination.
The hospital is an uncomfortable place full of white and smelling of disinfectant.
There seems to be a layer of hemispherical glass shrouded in mid-air, he suddenly went in, only to feel that the smell of the air was unpleasant.
He Qiutong's chest was tight and panicked, and the heart and lungs had to work hard to absorb the oxygen molecules.
When entering the ward, Xiaohang was still sleeping, a small ball sunken in the pure white medical quilt, looking very thin and pale.
The boy was tired but did not sleep well, and the soft 'click' of the door opening would startle him awake.
Li Hangyu's vigilant eyes swept over in an instant, and He Qiutong could clearly see the distraction and panic in the other's eyes, and the stuffy anger in his chest suddenly turned into distress and helplessness.
Also with a deep powerlessness - powerlessness to oneself.
On the way to the hospital, he suddenly remembered what Li Hangyu said at the beginning of the make-up class, "I don't like the math teacher in school." Behind the rain curtain, the boy asked him "Can my math teacher be just you?"
That was the last make-up lesson, and it was also the last call for help to him.
But what did he do then?He turned a blind eye to obvious anomalies, and only cared about his own business.
That day, He Qiutong's motorcycle driving to the cemetery was driving very fast, and in Li Hangyu's eyes, it quickly shrank into a small spot in the rain curtain, and the boy's hope also continued to shrink, approaching nothing.
The sound of the glass bottle hitting on the hospital bed brought him back to his senses.
Li Hangyu was very excited to see him, and the needle in his hand was driven by his movements, shaking from side to side.
But apart from the sudden movement of sitting up, there was nothing else, Li Hangyu just looked at him silently, except for the excitement in his eyes at the beginning.
The boy's thick and curly eyelashes kept trembling, and even the shadows under the eyelashes kept trembling.
Such eyes made He Qiutong feel very guilty, and he almost didn't dare to raise his head to meet Li Hangyu's gaze.
In this life, he never felt that he owed anyone or was sorry to anyone.
At this moment, he felt that he was sorry for the boy in front of him.
The cool autumn wind blows in through the cracks of the window, the curtains are danced and danced, and the shadow falls on the blue and white striped quilt of the boy, and it moves with it, like a group of demons dancing wildly, and a hundred ghosts walking at night.
He felt that he should bear the consequences, but the consequences were too heavy, like a stone slab falling from the ruins pressed against his chest. In the ruins where the sky could not be seen, the trapped victims could only linger on without dignity.
"Hanghang, I... I'm sorry." He Qiutong's words stuck in his throat.
He didn't want to uncover the boy's scar, and he didn't want to see the blood dripping under the scar, and the scarlet muscles that were still wet.
He Qiutong felt uncomfortable, and his eyes were sore, but Li Hangyu smiled, with a small canine tooth on the right.
"Brother, it's not your fault."
The child's voice was not familiar, probably because he struggled and yelled for too long, and his previous clear and melodious voice was completely broken.Now it is hoarse and indistinct, like the vocal cords of an old man vibrating.
He Qiutong was far less strong than he thought, and the moment he heard Li Hangyu's words, he couldn't hold back anymore.
He didn't want the boy to see the sympathy and wetness in his eyes.Turning around quickly as if to cover up, poured a glass of water from the kettle on the bedside table.
With his back turned to Li Hangyu, he took several deep breaths to calm down before turning around, handing the water glass to the other's mouth, the little boy lowered his head and obediently drank it, frowning and swallowing.
Such a well-behaved and pleasant appearance made the complicated emotions suppressed in his heart rise again.
What kind of scum is willing to do such disgusting things to such a little boy.
Mother Li came back at this time and brought dinner.
Only for three people.
Hang Hang is still unable to eat, and can only drink liquid food and infusion nutritional supplements.
A very thick retained needle hit the boy's thin and pale arm, which looked abrupt and sad.
He Qiutong had no appetite, and the fried rice in the hospital was indeed unpalatable. He smiled at Mother Li, took two mouthfuls of rice and swallowed it politely.
While fiddled with the rice with the plastic spoon, he caught sight of the filth in the plastic bag that Hanghang picked up from under the quilt in the blink of an eye.
He couldn't bear it and didn't want to destroy the boy's self-esteem again.
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