The slag of quick time travel is difficult to attack

The matter fermented faster than He Zihuan expected, and it spread all over the United Nations University within a day, and even rushed to the hot spots of the Internet.Although there are disputes, most of them praise He Zihuan's behavior and support their relationship.

After all, this world is too utilitarian. Breakups, divorces, and cheating can be seen everywhere. After hearing a lot of negative news, we need some positive energy to keep people looking forward to love.

Immediately afterwards, the news that Zhou Yifei was the anonymous poster spread like wildfire. I don't know who said that because she liked He Zihuan, she was jealous after her confession was rejected.One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, Zhou Yifei was pushed to the cusp of the storm, and while being distracted, the crowd turned more and more towards He Zihuan and Ye Jinming.

In the afternoon, the vice principal called Ye Jinming to the office again, with a completely different attitude from the morning.While sympathizing with him for being framed and wronged, he also lamented that he should have reported to the school earlier, so as to kill the signs in the cradle, so as not to cause a storm all over the city.In the end, he didn't mention the matter of disposal. It seemed that he wanted to take it over like this, and he didn't want to make things worse.

Afterwards, He Zihuan was also scolded by the vice principal.At first, he scolded him for being brainless and not thinking about the consequences of doing things, and then enlightened him that he was young and did not understand love, so he should focus on his studies and stop contacting Ye Jinming, and finally made a symbolic demerit.

Ye Jinming walked out of the vice-principal's office in a daze, not knowing how to finish the rest of the class, and how to return to the villa.Until it was discovered that the hair mark on the crack of the door had been moved, someone had entered the villa!His eyes froze, and he entered a state of alert in an instant, with a high degree of concentration.

Ye Jinming opened the door almost without making a sound. The hallway was empty. He took out a Colt pistol from the hidden compartment of the shoe cabinet and walked into the living room step by step.

Sitting alone on the sofa was a tall and strong middle-aged Alpha, with ordinary facial features and a scar on his right cheek, but the fierce and sinister expression in his eyes was extremely oppressive, making people afraid to approach him casually.

Ye Jinming was stunned for a moment, put down his pistol, but his spirit became more and more tense, and he half-bowed and called, "Master."

He Xiong smiled at him with a hoarse voice, "I haven't been here for a long time, come and have a look today." Ye Jinming replied calmly, "Yes."

"Come and sit." He Xiong turned over a cup and poured tea for Ye Jinming, and then took a sip by himself, as if he was the owner of the villa.

Ye Jinming lowered his eyes and said nothing, picked up the teacup and was about to drink it, when He Xiong said seemingly unintentionally: "You are really showing off today."

The hand around his mouth froze, Ye Jinming put down his teacup, "I'm sorry Hall Master, I will pay attention and won't expose it again."

He Xiong was noncommittal, and said quietly: "That college student is very close to you."

Ye Jinming's heart tightened, and cold sweat broke out on the back of his head and palms. He stabilized his expression and said, "It's just a student, nothing else."

He Xiong chuckled, and the back of Ye Jinming's neck went numb when he laughed, for fear that he would be unfavorable to He Zihuan.

The man stared at Ye Jinming, his eyes darkened, the air pressure in his body dropped, and he exuded coldness, "Really?" His words were full of danger and warning, and he was dissatisfied with his lying.

Ye Jinming and He Xiong looked at each other, and after a while, they clenched their fists and said in a trembling voice, "In the future...in the future, it will never matter."

He Xiong narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, restraining himself, "Ying Qi, don't forget that you are a killer, if he knew your true identity, would he still want to be with you?"

The words stabbed Ye Jinming's heart like a sharp knife, driving him into the darkness, his fingertips trembling.

He Xiong got up as if nothing had happened, and said in a deep voice: "Remember that you are a member of the Assassination Hall, the last thing you need is a weakness." He paused, and his tone suddenly became cold, "I don't allow you to have weaknesses." He said He disappeared as silently as he had appeared.

Ye Jinming felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his bones were so cold that his blood seemed to be frozen.He sat on the sofa in a daze, his mind was full of images of getting along with He Zihuan, but He Xiong's warnings kept ringing in his ears.

I don't know how long it took before the doorbell rang. Ye Jinming didn't come back to his senses for a while, and walked to the entrance in a daze. After seeing He Zihuan's handsome facial features on the monitor, his pupils dilated, his head went blank, and he instinctively opened the door.

As soon as He Zihuan entered the door, he hugged Ye Jinming tightly, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction because of the warmth in his arms, "Teacher, I can't see you for a whole day, I miss you so much."

Ye Jinming said in a daze, "You, why do you..."

With a sly smile, He Zihuan led him into the living room, stretched out his hand to scrape the tip of Ye Jinming's nose, and said fondly, "Teacher, you don't think I really gave up, do you?"

He Zihuan looked like a rascal, "Just avoid it at school, and I can't control who I'm with when I go out of school." He kissed Ye Jinming's lips and said ambiguously, "It's better to stay at home , there's a lot to do, isn't there, sir?"

He Zihuan pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly, the tip of his tongue traced his lips, sucked lightly in his mouth, and when he was about to enter his mouth, he was suddenly pushed away by Ye Jinming.

"teacher?"

Ye Jinming looked at He Zihuan indifferently, and said word by word: "Go away, and don't look for me again. You and I are just a teacher-student relationship, nothing else."

He Zihuan was taken aback, and smiled, "Teacher, what's the matter with you? I've taken care of everything, so there won't be any more trouble." He stepped forward to grab Ye Jinming's hand, but was avoided by the other party, "You are angry at what I said Is it? Sorry, it was only a stopgap measure at the time."

Ye Jinming distanced himself with a cold face, "No, you did a good job, but I don't want to play anymore."

The palm of the hand hidden behind his back was bloodshot from his fingertips. Ye Jinming's internal organs were in pain, but he still looked directly into He Zihuan's shocked eyes and forced himself to finish, "It was just for fun. You are young and handsome, and I also have vanity. Look at you." I did not refuse after being so courteous. It is indeed a pleasure to be with you, but it is not worth bearing pressure and rumors for you and disrupting a stable life."

He Zihuan stared at Ye Jinming in disbelief, was so injured that he couldn't speak, "Teacher..."

Ye Jinming gritted his teeth to suppress the surging grief, and hooked the corners of his mouth contemptuously, "I have never liked you, and now I am even more bored. So please don't bother me in the future, and don't look for me in the office or at home. Otherwise, I will report them all to the school."

The sadness in He Zihuan's eyes made people feel distressed. He confronted Ye Jinming with his eyes, but he couldn't get any response from the other party.

After a long while, he lowered his eyes to calm down his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice, "I understand, I won't disturb Professor Ye again." After speaking, he turned and left.

Ye Jinming's face was expressionless, but his heart was bleeding from the sound of "Professor Ye".He didn't look at He Zihuan, until the sound of closing the door, he walked over step by step, looking at the empty hallway, his eyes were red, and he couldn't stand anymore and slid on the ground.

He choked up and curled up into a ball, clutching his chest tightly.It hurts so much, it has never been so painful, even if it is stabbed or shot, it doesn't hurt so much.Tears fell uncontrollably, and Ye Jinming couldn't remember when was the last time he shed tears.He couldn't help crying, and He Zihuan's bright smile appeared in front of his eyes. The two got along intimately, with the other's coquettish "teacher" in their ears.

It was he who hurt the boy and pushed He Zihuan away with his own hands.

Outside the door, He Zihuan leaned his back against the wall, his dark eyes were unclear.The mechanical sound sounds: -20, -20, the target happiness value is 30.

He closed his eyes and sighed, his chest was tight and uncomfortable, and he wanted to leave but couldn't.He Zihuan made a self-deprecating smile, calculating every step in order to complete the task, and what is the difference between those who hurt others in the name of love.

It's rare for the system not to question He Zihuan because of the backwardness of the happiness value: This is different, the target's happiness value will eventually reach [-], and the host is indeed considering the target.

He Zihuan is rarely confused: Is love under lies and design real?If you really love someone, are you willing to use tricks on him to keep him in the dark?

Goal: ...Probably not, but the first priority of the host is to fill up the happiness value.I remember the host said in the first world, no matter how much you love, if it is not what the target needs, you will not feel happy.

He Zihuan raised his eyebrows: There is progress.

System: ...It's obviously a compliment, but I can't be happy about it.

He Zihuan: That's why most love in the world ends in tragedy.Love is actually selfish and harsh. People expect their lover to love themselves unconditionally.I set myself up from the perspective of a bystander. Every world only lives for goals, so I can "love strong" and "love correctly".

He Zihuan chuckled: But in reality, if you really love someone, you are a fan of the authorities.Knowing that doing so will not make him happy, but he can't control himself, because everyone has desires, whether it is to love or to be loved.

Melancholy in the system's words: I always feel a little sad.

He Zihuan took a deep breath, and finally walked back to the villa next door: Yes, love and happiness sometimes run counter to each other.

After this day, He Zihuan really didn't bother Ye Jinming anymore, he didn't go to the professor's office, he didn't go back to Biyun Garden, he even went to Ye Jinming's class with a blank expression, and left immediately after class.

Under the intentional avoidance of the two, not only did they not say a word, they didn't even meet each other.

It is a pity to let the masses who have eaten it, alas, another love that has lost to reality.

He Zihuan should eat and sleep, and still go to school, write reports, play ball, and have dinner every day... It's just that his smile is not as bright and carefree as before, and it is covered with a layer of frost.

Ye Jinming's face was not affected at all, and he returned to his appearance before He Zihuan appeared, walking alone, cold and indifferent.It's just...it seems a bit too deserted. If it was said that it was otherworldly before, then now it is a walking dead, with empty eyes and no soul.

Except for attending classes and assassinating, he stayed in the villa.After the General Assembly holiday, there is a lot of free time. If there is no task, Ye Jinming will sit on the sofa from early morning until late at night, and the scene of He Zihuan walking around the villa appears in front of his eyes, as if the boy has never left.

The bell rang, the illusion disappeared, Ye Jinming took the phone back to his senses, saw the word "Wei Zhao" on the screen, his pupils dilated for a moment, and he forgot to breathe.

This is the first time He Zihuan contacted him after the separation.

The bell kept ringing, Ye Jinming's heart was beating extremely fast, his head was in a mess, and his fingertips were trembling uncontrollably.

Why did He Zihuan call him?Is something wrong?No, he shouldn't have answered!He can no longer have anything to do with the boy, he will harm He Zihuan...

I don't know how long it has passed, for Ye Jinming, it was as fast as a second, and as long as a century, the ringtone seemed to be hung up immediately, his body answered the phone before his brain.

Loud music and human voices came from the other end, and the person who spoke was not He Zihuan, "Is it Professor Ye?"

[The author has something to say]: As usual, I would like to thank book friend Yiwu and friends who opened Bodhi under the Begonia tree for their rewards~ Give the stone motivation~ Meme~