Love Teaching Ⅰ

"Senior..." Fukuhara couldn't find Jinsen, so he went to the rooftop.His usual appearance was gone, and Jinsen sat alone on the bench with a somewhat decadent back.Fukuhara looked at it for a while, then walked over slowly.

"..." Seeing the person sitting next to him handing him a cigarette, Jinmori turned his head, and Fukuhara smiled.

"Do you know what that guy said about you?" Fukuhara took out the lighter and sent the dancing flames to Jin Mori.

"...What?" Jinsen said in a low voice, exhaling a wisp of silver smoke from his mouth.

"The guy said: Senior, very handsome." Fukuhara looked at the lighter in his hand, "Actually, the first time I saw Senior, I thought Senior was very handsome."

Jin Mori didn't look at Fukuhara, didn't respond to his topic, and smoked quietly.

"I also wanted to tease you at the beginning." Fukuhara looked up at the night sky and smiled lightly, "Because one day I saw the eyes of senior looking at Kusama. The eyes that were always so proud were full of warmth at that moment. Always joking with the nurses without pain, but the eyes at that moment are so serious. You should be scared too?!"

"What?" Jinmori turned his face to look at Fukuhara with disgust.

"This kind of psychology is very complicated, isn't it? When you find yourself attracted by the same sex, you are afraid and hesitant. You think about what this kind of feeling is every day. You should have thought about trying to express your feelings, but you finally convinced yourself Or yourself—even if you express it, what can you do? If you express it, will he leave his lover and be with him? If we are together, can we continue? Can we continue like this with a man? "

"Don't use your major to analyze me." Jinsen turned back.

"It's not because I'm afraid that he will reject you." Fukuhara tilted his head to look at Jinsen, "You are afraid of yourself. You can't accept it but you have to admit the fact that you like a man."

"If I can't accept it, I will accept it. Anyway, I know it, and I am very clear about my position in his heart."

Because, I am a senior; it's just, your senior, that's all.

"Knowing that Hiroki's lover is him, I was also very surprised. It turns out that the circle we live in is so small." Fukuhara puffed out a cigarette and smiled bitterly, "I began to think, what is the purpose of my coming back this time? You have to work with your rival every day."

"Give up?" Jinsen smiled.It is very uncomfortable to have one's own mind cut open, but at the same time, it is an unexpected feeling of being understood.Maybe he doesn't mean anything malicious, everyone is, just want to talk to someone, that's all.

"I don't know, I'm in a mess now." Fukuhara stroked his hair back.

The two were silent, and Jinsen extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

"Try another person, you're not bad." Jinsen stood up, and the phone rang, "Hello, um, I see, I'll be right there."

"..." Facing the unexpected praise from Tsumori, Fukuhara was a little uncomfortable.

"I'm leaving first, three cases of food poisoning." Fukuhara stood up, watched Jin Mori run away from the rooftop, and sat down again, feeling weak all over.

"Why doesn't Xiaohong answer the phone?" After the call rang five times, Ye Fen was a little anxious.

"Doctor Kusama, two children have fever and vomiting, and one child is slightly unconscious!" The nurse ran to the side of the field with a nervous expression on her face.

"I see." Ye Fen anxiously looked at the phone.

There is a feeling in my heart that something is going to go wrong, but I can't say it.

"Hi, I'm not convenient to answer your call right now, please leave me a message after the 'beep'."

"Xiaohong, it's me. Now I..."

"...I'm going to be busy now, I can't go home today, Xiao Hiroshi takes good care of myself..." Hearing the call from Nobu, Hiroki broke away from Yakushimaru's hand and tried to Get up, only to get another round of punches and kicks.Okabe transferred to the voicemail, and Hiroki burst into tears when he heard Nobu's voice.

"Hahahahaha...Professor, oh no, Xiaohong, your husband won't be coming home today." Okabe imitated Nobu's tone, straddling Hiroki's body, rubbing his phone against Hiroki already Distorted face.

"Lonely, very lonely, Xiaohong? It's okay, we will accompany you well, hehe..." Yakushimaru twisted Hiroki's face, and licked Hiroki's cheek.

"Yofen..." Despair, despair deeply buried the last ray of light, and Hiroki's wailing sound gradually became smaller.

"Let's see, you have a good figure, your skin is similar to that of a woman, hehe..." Yakushimaru pulled Hiroki's legs away, and Okabe, who was drinking water beside him, sprayed the water all over the floor with a smile.

"Xiaohong, tell us how your Nobu usually does, huh?" Yakushimaru was next to Hiroki's ear, biting Hiroki's earlobe.

Okabe threw the bottle in his hand aside, rummaged through it in the kitchen, and came over with a bottle of salad oil in his hand.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" Yaoshiwan smiled.

"Lubrication." Hearing this sentence, Hiroki couldn't help shaking his head, Yakushimaru laughed even more wildly, and clamped the twisting Hiroki with all his strength.

"Don't... you guys, stop, stop..." The cold touch slid down his body, and Hiroki, who had no strength to struggle, twisted his shoulders and wept.

"Wow, Akira, shall we give this guy's husband a gift?" The salad oil was shining brightly under the light, and Okabe squinted his eyes as he looked at Hiroki's shiny body.

"what?"

"Hurry up." Okabe picked up Hiroki's cell phone from the ground, "Wow, amazing, really provocative, this guy, I can hardly bear it."

"Hahahaha, thank you for thinking it out." Yaoshiwan smiled, "Don't be afraid, we'll take some beautiful photos of you, send them to your husband, and tell him that you are 'taken care of', and 'taken care' very well. OK, okay?"

"No, please, don't do this, stop... stop, okay? Stop..."

"One more, hahaha..."

The sound of flashing lights, the two men's stern laughter.

"Why..." I couldn't cry anymore, and I didn't have the energy to resist anymore.

"Huh?" Okamoto slid the photo, with a hint of contempt on the corner of his mouth, "You want to know?"

"I didn't do anything to you!!!" Hiroki sobbed.The air was cold, and the body temperature dropped again and again. The body could no longer hold on, and it kept shaking.

"What about Tachibana? What did you do to her?" Okabe grabbed Hiroki's hair and approached Hiroki's mouth, "Why? I still want to ask why? Why you?!"

"No..." Hiroki suddenly remembered the Christmas party, Okabe and Yakushimaru were there!

"It's too late to say anything, Professor, now, it's too late..."

Hiroki's face trembled, and he gasped.

"Nomin, right, Nofen..." Okabe's fingers slid on the phone, "Professor, what else do you want to say to your husband?"