three year itch

After Ji Lin delivered his speech, the whole classroom applauded like thunder. He smiled arrogantly but still friendly, just like when he was running for the chairman of the student union back then.

Chen Siwei stared at him blankly. Three years later, Ji Lin became more and more charming, but he still stopped.

Ji Lin scanned the audience, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the man who was staring blankly at him. The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. He stretched out his slender fingers to straighten his tie, and blinked his right eye at him. , Such a coquettish behavior really caused the girl to exclaim.

Only Chen Siwei hurriedly lowered his head, his ears blushing.

This morning Ji Lin couldn't get up on his bed, he pressed his tall body heavily on him, he managed to escape from under him, and was dragged back to the bed by Ji Lin's arm, and was pressed up and down and rubbed.

"Today's welcome meeting for freshmen, stop messing around." Chen Siwei was afraid that he would leave too many marks on himself.

Ji Lin buried his head in his neck and licked it, and said softly, "Anyway, we are all wearing suits, so we can't see it."

Finally, Ji Lin finished the breakfast made by Chen Siwei satiated, pulled Chen Siwei, who was about to leave the table, onto his lap, put his arms around his waist and said, "Tie me a tie."

Chen Siwei had no choice but to sit on his lap and tie a tie for him. He was already familiar with it, but Ji Lin was always uncooperative, wanting to kiss his face for a while, and arching his neck for a while.

The bad guy Chen Siwei was a little angry, but he just frowned slightly and said softly: "Don't make trouble." It wasn't lethal at all.

Ji Lin smiled. He held Chen Siwei's hand that was tying his tie, and played with it, "Teacher, you can murder your husband as long as you exert your strength."

Chen Siwei glared at him, broke free from his grip, and fastened him in a good-tempered manner.

Ji Lin was still driving his BMW. Sitting in the car, Chen Siwei was suddenly a little melancholy when he saw the couples of campus couples outside through the car window.

Ji Lin suddenly stretched out a hand to clasp his chin, turned his face around, rubbed his thumb on his lips, his gaze was like a glow,

"What does that look mean? Not happy?"

"I plan to resign." Chen Siwei said calmly.

Ji Lin was stunned, and stopped the car suddenly with a brake. He squeezed Chen Siwei's thin shoulders fiercely, with a bit of hostility on his face, "How dare you dump me?"

Chen Siwei flinched, he was afraid that Ji Lin would get angry, even though Ji Lin had always been gentle to him.

Ji Lin noticed his retreat, lightened the strength in his hands, and turned to embrace his shoulders. His brows were stained with a rare sadness, and his voice was deep and clear: "Weiwei, don't leave me."

Chen Siwei knew that this person was used to acting, but he felt distressed even if he was acting.

"I was just thinking." He took a step back.

Ji Lin rested his head in his arms and hugged his waist. It was very difficult to do this position in the car. He was just used to acting like a baby to Chen Siwei.

"It's okay to resign, I will support you."

Chen Siwei was stroking his hair. At this moment, Ji Lin was like a big dog who was bullied by a cat outside. When he came home, he spread his belly to his master for petting.

But only he knew that this big dog was not as obedient and gentle as it appeared on the surface.

"In this way, you can cook and wash clothes for me every day at home, without wearing anything but an apron, and I can directly fuck you when I come back."

You see, he is so shameless.

Chen Siwei asked Ji Lin to leave him at the school gate, and he wanted to walk in by himself.

"Wouldn't it be easier for me to send you to the office directly?" Ji Lin couldn't understand what was going on in this man's mind.

Chen Siwei only said: "I want to take a walk to exercise."

Ji Lin didn't say anything, he touched the soft flesh on Chen Siwei's waist, and said nonchalantly, "Stop exercising, I like you so soft, it's comfortable to press on."

Chen Siwei didn't have the strength to get angry with him, so he opened the car door and walked out.

It's just that as soon as he got out of the car, he saw a person who broke into a cold sweat when he saw it.

"Xiao Chen, are you going to work so early today?" Ma Ben, the dean of the School of Journalism, looked at him in surprise, then looked at the car behind him, and frowned.

Just as Chen Siwei was about to say something, Ji Lin also came out. He put his arm on the car door and greeted Ma Ben with a smile.

"Good morning, Uncle."

Ma Ben glanced back and forth between the two of them, and asked Ji Lin, "Where did you go last night?"

Chen Siwei's heart was raised, for fear that Ji Lin would say something outrageous.

"Going out with a bunch of friends." Ji Lin said casually.

Ma Ben didn't take it to heart, this nephew is used to profligacy, but as long as he doesn't mess around, he doesn't care.

"Xiao Chen, how are you preparing for today's welcome party for freshmen?"

Chen Siwei hurried over to discuss with Ma Ben, the two walked towards the office, and Ji Lin drove behind them.

This scene has attracted the attention of many people.

Chen Siwei and Ma Ben separated from each other in the hospital office. He walked to his office, and before he could close the door, a person squeezed in.

Ji Lin hugged Chen Siwei's waist with one hand, closed the door with the other, and pressed it directly on the office door.

"Are you afraid of my uncle?" He finally understood Chen Siwei's worries these days.

Chen Siwei wanted to struggle away, but it was in vain to make the person on him more interested.

"Yes, I'm afraid of him, because how could he allow his nephew... to be gay?"

"I'm not gay." Ji Lin unbuttoned his pants and fumbled inside.

Chen Siwei was really angry, he pushed Ji Lin away hard, his eyes were reddish and said:

"Then you're still here to provoke me?" He worked so hard to conceal his sexual orientation, and planned to live alone in this life, but he was entangled by the kid in front of him, and fell into the current dilemma.

Ji Lin had never been resisted by him before, and he was also angry for a while. He grabbed the back of Chen Siwei's neck and forced him to look up at him.

"I'm not interested in other men, I just want to fuck you, okay?"

Chen Siwei was tired of his insincere and insincere words, obviously he used to be able to talk like that, he would make him happy, and he said one set of love words after another, but now he never leaves him for half a word, did he do it for him?

He suddenly remembered that after he got together with Ji Lin, he was indeed fucked, nothing seemed wrong.

I was a little disheartened for a while.

The two parted on bad terms. Chen Siwei didn't have much energy to deal with his work. He had to speak at the welcome meeting for freshmen in the afternoon, and Ji Lin was also going to speak as the chairman of the student union. I was really afraid that that kid would do something out of the ordinary.

Over the years, he himself has often learned speech skills online, but unfortunately, he was either bland or weak, or he used too much force.

He remembered that Mother's Day that year, when he replaced Ji Lin to give a speech, he read the script dryly on the stage, and the students in the audience were distracted and chatting as usual.

The more he read, the more desperate he became. Obviously he had practiced so many times at home last night, why was the speech still so boring?

He didn't know that when he was staring at the manuscript paper nervously, there was a person in the middle of the first row below the stage who had been looking at him seriously, and occasionally let out a good-natured chuckle.

The boy in the broadcasting class next to Ji Lin said in distaste: "What are you reading? You can't tell the difference between the front nasal sound and the back nasal sound." Their broadcasting class gets up early every day to practice their voices, and they are most sensitive to pronunciation.

Ji Lin pressed his shoulders, hissed, and said in a low voice, "I think it's cute."

At that time, Chen Siwei finally finished his speech, and looked at the students who were wandering off the stage without much hope.

But he saw a tall figure standing up suddenly in the middle of the first row. He clearly looked up at himself, but he had the illusion of being looked down upon.

The first-year student named Ji Lin actually took the lead in applauding, with a bright smile, and soon the others followed him to applaud, and the applause lasted for a long time.

His gaze was like a spark that started a prairie fire, instantly igniting the withered grass Chen Siwei, but then extinguished it quickly. It was too dazzling an existence, and he yearned for and feared it.

Since then, every time he spoke, Ji Lin took the lead in applauding, so that he would no longer be embarrassed to step down, but the one on Mother's Day was the most memorable one for him.

Later, Ji Lin also helped him with his speech, first of all correcting his incorrect pronunciation.

He always stands by the window of his office, holding a collection of poems in his hand, stroking each line of fragrant poems with a deep and melodious voice, and the afternoon sun turns his profile into a gentle wind, just like his cello humming .

"No one can tell

this moment of eternity

you kissed me

i kissed you

Paris in dreams

paris is a city above ground

The earth is a star in the sky"

Every time he finished reading a poem, he would put his eyes on the face of the person looking at him, and said with a smile:

"Do you still want to hear it?"

At that time, Chen Siwei was obsessed with his gentle and romantic appearance, his eyes were full of obsession, and he didn't feel anything wrong.

Now that I think about it, why did it become a poetry reading meeting for Ji Lin alone every time he was clearly tutoring him?

Ji Lin really loves to read poems, which is incompatible with his extravagant and flamboyant life.

That year, the courtyard participated in the school's art festival. After the costume competition, many unused firework sticks were left behind. Chen Siwei distributed them to the students to play with. Ji Lin also took a few at that time, but said to him at the end: "Teacher, there is a movie on the Ewha Playground tonight, do you want to watch it?"

At that time, Chen Siwei avoided him a little bit, and he clamored in his heart to go, but he still shook his head.

"I have a date tonight." He made up his mind and lied to Ji Lin.

A look of disappointment appeared on Ji Lin's face. He glanced at the fireworks in his hand, but suddenly said, "What if I drag the teacher by force?"

Chen Siwei froze for a moment, shouldn't a normal person stop right now?

"But I've already made an appointment with someone..." He had already begun to waver in his heart.

Ji Lin naturally took his hand and pulled him into his arms, "Then break the appointment for me, okay?"

His eager and ambiguous eyes made Chen Siwei at a loss what to do, and he who was not good at refusing agreed in a daze.

Ji Lin dragged Chen Siwei to the Ewha Playground to watch an open-air movie, but when he arrived, he found that the movie had been canceled due to a problem with the equipment.

There was no one on the playground, no stars in the sky, only the fragrance of pears floating in the air, and each other who couldn't see clearly on the opposite side.

Chen Siwei wanted to say let's go back, but Ji Lin suddenly said, "Teacher, I want to read you a poem."

He lit the fireworks in his hand one by one, and the faint but bright sparks instantly lit up the narrow space between the two of them, scorching like a rainbow in the spring night.

His voice is close at hand, but it seems to be burning in the boundless sky.

"In the night when three fireworks are lit

At first it was to see your face

Next is to see your eyes"

His gaze gradually warmed up amidst the sparks, like pear blossoms in the spring breeze, gently falling on the slightly illuminated face of the person in front of him, lingering through those moist eyes, and finally falling on his lips.

"Finally to see your lips"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fireworks burned out, and the night wrapped the two of them in his arms again, but Chen Siwei heard a faint thunder in his chest, and the start of the shock.

"And the remaining darkness," he continued after a lingering pause,

"To remember everything about you..."

With a flash in front of Chen Siwei's eyes, he was hugged into a warm embrace, and the gentle voice whispered in his ear,

"Then, hug you tightly."

Note: Poems from Jacques Preville