did i call your name

An electric current suddenly shot out from the back of Gao Yi, and quickly spread along the spinal groove to the top. The back of his neck was numb, and he stammered: "Wash, wash."

"You washed it for me?" Qiu Sinian tilted his head and kissed his hot ear.

"Mmm...mm." Gao Yi closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"It's only been worn for a long time and you're in a hurry to change it?" Qiu Sinian scratched his eyelashes with his fingers, "I hate that I wore them?"

Gao Yi suddenly opened his eyes, "No!"

He pursed his lips, embarrassed to say that he couldn't help looking up while wearing Qiu Sinian's underwear.

When the skin rubbed against the cloth a little, it felt like it was on fire, and it was really unbearable.

Qiu Sinian saw through his thoughts at a glance, and asked ambiguously: "Didn't I solve enough for you yesterday?"

Gao Yi's ears were red.

"Continue today?" Qiu Sinian continued to commit crimes, and whispered close to his ear: "This time... with your mouth?"

Gao Yi's neck was red with embarrassment, and his whole body was hot.

The tip of Qiu Sinian's nose was pressed against his ear, and after a while, he felt the rising temperature, like burning.

Qiu Sinian smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, straightened up, and stopped teasing him.

Probably because he hasn't recovered from last night's tenderness, the first year of senior high school is more casual than usual, and Qiu Sinian is afraid that if he says a few more words, he will burn spontaneously on the spot.

"I don't want you to help me." Gao Yi suddenly grabbed his arm, and said with red ears, "I, I will help you."

Qiu Sinian thought that his concentration was not bad, but he couldn't stand the provocation once or twice like the first year of high school. He lowered his head and reminded softly: "The injury on your face hasn't healed yet. If this is the case, you'd better avoid it." explain."

Gao Yi looked confused.

"What you said is owed now, and when the injuries on your face are all healed, I will ask you all back." Qiu Sinian smiled lightly.

The winter vacation is fleeting, and Qiu Sinian still wears the ring on his ring finger, and he often brings Gao Yi home. Even the Spring Festival, Gao Yi is spent at Qiu Sinian's home.

No matter how kind-hearted a hater is, he can vaguely sense something is wrong.

The doubt was first raised by Qiu Fu.

"Don't you think something's wrong with Si Nian recently?" Father Chou said to Mother Chou who was arranging the laundry.

Mother Qiu put the folded clothes into the suitcase, raised her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The ring on his hand, and that boy..." Qiu Fu frowned, not knowing what to say.

A boy who is neither relative nor relative, is not Qiu Sinian's student, but only Cao Bin's friend. Even if he has something to do with Qiu Sinian, he is separated by several floors.

"Has your son ever been like this before?" Father Chou looked at Mother Chou, "When did he bring his friends home? That boy isn't his student yet..."

"What do you mean?" Hatred put down the clothes in her hand.

Chou Fu remained silent, with a serious expression on his face.

Although it was a bit delusional to think so, he had an intuition that Qiu Sinian's actions might be intentional.

"Speak up." Chou Mu anxiously patted him, but in fact she had reached a consensus with Chou Fu inwardly.

"Forget it, let's talk about it when I come back." Father Chou took a sip of tea to calm himself down, "Si Nian has his own judgment on everything, so let's not interfere too much."

These words are to comfort himself, but also to give the enemy a reassurance.

The term is about to start, and Chou Fu is a university professor. He was invited to the UK to participate in an academic exchange meeting just after the term started, and he would not be able to return until two weeks later.

Chou Mu continued to help Chou Fu pack his clothes for going out, with a sad face.

Chou Fu rubbed her shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "I'll just mention it casually, don't think about it too much, it's not all that bad, what are you doing with such a bitter face?"

The hater remained silent, her hands shaking uncontrollably when she folded the clothes.

How can you not think too much about it?

Chou Sinian has been single for many years and has never had a girlfriend. When Chou's father mentioned her freshman year of high school, she was immediately connected to the guess she was least willing to face.

"Old Qiu." Qiu's mother looked up at him, and said with some difficulty, "You said Si Nian...does he like men?"

The winter vacation is basically over after the first year of the new year. As promised to Xue Yiming at the beginning, the first year of high school will also move back to the base dormitory.

"Do I have to live in the dormitory?" Mr. Qiu, who didn't understand the rules of the industry, was obviously a little depressed. "Can't I live at home?"

Gao Yi shook his head, feeling very reluctant, "This is the club's regulation, and our training is usually very tight. Living at home and running back and forth will delay time."

Qiu Sinian sighed inaudibly, glanced at the suitcase next to him, and asked, "Have you packed your things?"

"Well, I moved back today." Gao Yi said, "I promised the boss that I would go back as soon as the winter vacation is over."

Qiu Sinian got up and said, "It's okay to be late, right? You wait for me at home, and I'll take you there after school."

"No need, I can go by myself, there is not much."

"Stay at home baby." Qiu Sinian leaned in front of him, rubbed the remaining soy milk from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, "One day is fine."

Gao Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and he nodded stiffly: "...um."

During the first year of high school, I didn't see many people from Cao Bin during the whole winter vacation. Even during the Chinese New Year, the two of them just made a phone call and wished each other a happy new year.Moreover, Cao Bin probably didn't know about the re-signing with the club in the first year of high school.

It is a rare situation. In the past, if the first year of high school was free, Cao Bin would not let go of the opportunity to chat with him. If the e-sports circle was a little turbulent, he would definitely rush to the front line.

Gao Yi called Cao Bin.

"Hey."

The voice on the other end of the phone was soft and gentle, a little familiar, but definitely not Cao Bin's voice.

"I'm looking for Cao Bin, who are you...?"

"Freshman?"

"This and this." Cao Bin's voice squeezed in, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Gao?"

"What are you doing? Who just answered the phone?"

Cao Bin looked up at the tattoo artist who was helping him apply the ointment, and replied, "The little master who tattooed you."

"Huh?" Gao Yi was stunned.

"I'm at the tattoo parlor, the one you got tattooed last time."

The tattoo artist hung up the phone and put Cao Bin's cell phone aside.

"Thank you brother." Cao Bin continued to lie back on the small bed, leaning his head on his arms and tilting his head to look at the tattoo artist, "How long do I have to paint?"

"Soon." The tattoo artist rubbed the tattoo on Cao Bin's back with his fingertips, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, but the tissue fluid is constantly oozing, which is scary."

"Your tattoo has a relatively large area, and it's normal for tissue fluid to leak out. Just come over and apply medicine regularly." The tattooist lightly pressed the back of his neck, "Didn't you take good care of it when you went back? The wound is inflamed."

Cao Bin hissed and said with a sneer, "Two days ago I went to the hot spring with my parents. I thought it was nothing important to soak for a few minutes, but it turned out to be a tragedy."

The tattoo artist took his time and helped Cao Bin apply the anti-inflammatory medicine, but remained silent.

He didn't like Cao Bin's casual attitude towards tattoos very much.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cao Bin said again: "It's not entirely my fault, it's my father's fault. I went to the hot spring with him, and he saw the tattoo when I took off my clothes. Hey...he almost put me in the water at that time. I was drowned, am I my own?"

The tattoo artist couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly.

When Gao Yi walked into the tattoo shop, Cao Bin was leaning over and whispering something in the ear of the tattoo artist. The tattoo artist was wearing a mask and was working with his hands. Eye.

Looking up and seeing Gao Yi, Cao Bin smiled and waved: "Yo, Mr. Gao is here."

"Why are you here?" Gao Yi smiled and greeted the tattoo artist: "Long time no see."

The tattooist raised his eyes and nodded as a response, and continued with the work in hand.

"Come to apply medicine, the wound where the tattoo was done before is inflamed."

"What?" Gao Yi opened his eyes wide, "You got a tattoo?!"

"Yes, yes, come, come, let me show you, is it cool?" Cao Bin said as he tore off his collar and turned his back to Gao Yi, "Did you see it?"

Gao Yi was shocked and speechless.

Cao Bin really has a wolf tattooed on the lower part of the back of the neck, the area is not small, about the width of the neck.

Gao stared intently at the fierce-looking wolf head, and then said after a while: "You... don't it hurt?"

"It hurts." Cao Bin pulled his clothes on, "It made me howl at that time."

He said and glanced at the tattoo artist, "They almost didn't do it for me."

"How is it? Does it look good? Is it good?" Cao Bin's eyes lit up.

"It looks good." Gao nodded, and said frankly, "It's cool."

The tattoo artist has been silent all the time, doing his work quietly. The eyes of the first year of high school wandered between Cao Bin and the tattoo artist, and he probably guessed the reason why Cao Bin has not heard from Cao Bin these days.

As for the reason for Cao Bin's sudden tattoo, he still dare not jump to a conclusion.

"I'm leaving, brother." Cao Bin turned to the tattoo artist and said, "Come back in three days, right?"

The tattoo artist nodded, his eyes still fixed on the pattern of the needle drop.

"What?! You signed a new contract with KE?!" Cao Bin shouted as soon as he left the tattoo shop.

"You really don't know." Gao Yi squinted at him, "Did you patronize your tattoo these two days?"

"No, I really don't know about this." Cao Bin was stunned and rubbed his nose in embarrassment. "I really haven't paid much attention to things in the circle these two days."

Cao Bin hurriedly took out his mobile phone and went to Chaohua Plaza for a stroll.

"Damn it, it's fine." Cao Bin stared, "KE actually exposed what Liu Zhen forced to do? It's fine, it's not bad to go back."

"I'm going back to the base today." Gao Yi said.

"So fast?" Cao Bin laughed while scrolling through Weibo, the corners of his mouth nearly grinning behind his ears.

"Isn't your school starting today? Why do you still have time to do tattoos here?" Senior One asked him.

"Class is only in the afternoon." Cao Bin paused, and suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, do you have anything to do this afternoon?"

"No."

"That's fine, let's go."

"Where?"

"Let's go to class."

Chou Sinian was still preparing lessons, Shi Yu sat down on his desk with a thermos in his arms.

Qiu Sinian looked up at him, tapped the table with his pen, "Get down."

"I'm talking about Lao Qiu." Shi Yu's buttocks didn't move at all, "Why haven't you changed at all after a year, my stomach is getting bigger."

Shi Yu pinched his face, his face full of sorrow: "After a year, I gained ten catties."

Qiu Sinian smiled and continued to prepare lessons.

"Hey!" Shi Yu suddenly yelled, and lifted Chou Sinian's left hand, "The ring on your hand...what's the situation? You'll get married in the next year?!"

The other teachers in the office gathered after hearing the words.

Qiu Sinian withdrew his hand, and said calmly: "Not married."

"Is this an engagement if you're not married?"

Qiu Sinian pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "It's sort of."

"Oh, my god, it's an anecdote, Teacher Qiu actually has a date." Shi Yu was startled, and other teachers followed suit.

Chou Sinian was helpless, he didn't want to waste his time dealing with it, so he got up and said, "I'm going to class."

The school has a shortage of journalism teachers, and there are only a few teachers. In addition to teaching the subject of Chinese journalism history, Qiu Sinian also serves as a teacher of foreign journalism history.

So this semester he is still leading the students from the previous class.

When Qiu Sinian walked into the classroom, the students couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice, and they were short of singing a song to welcome their god teacher.

Chou Sinian didn't say much, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, I will accompany you all for a semester this year."

The students applauded spontaneously.

"On the first day, we still roll the roll as usual." Qiu Sinian took out the list, "I remember that some people missed classes just after the start of last semester, it was very arrogant."

The laughter of the students echoed under the podium.

Qiu Si reported the student's name without raising his head, punctuating each word without any haste.

The sound is really nice.Gao Yi sat down and thought.

"Cao Bin."

Cao Bin coughed, and bumped Gao Yi's shoulder. Without further words, Gao Yi raised his hand knowingly, and replied, "Here."

The familiar young voice sounded from a distance, shaking off the ripples in Chou Sinian's heart. The teacher on the podium paused with his fingertips and raised his head slightly.

"Here." Gao Yi yelled again, and raised both hands to show love to Teacher Qiu.

Qiu Sinian lowered his head, raised the corners of his mouth little by little, and asked, "Did I call your name?"

The author has something to say: In the past few days, almost chapters and chapters have to be locked, and they vomit blood with a smile. Babies see that they are locked and wait patiently. It can be unlocked in an hour if it is fast, or a whole day if it is slow, and the content is really nothing.

Don't ask me why I'm always locked up, because I don't deserve to be released, I don't deserve it. (Looking at you helplessly through the iron bars)