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Ai Jin always knew that his brother liked him, but he didn't know that it was this kind of liking.The strange sense of disobedience he had felt for a long time finally had a reasonable explanation.

It was difficult for him to describe his current mood. It was neither anger nor shock, but a more complicated and tangled emotion.

In fact, he had already noticed it, but he subconsciously didn't want to admit it.He's even trying to get his relationship with Raglan back on track.

Aijin looked at the scarred Philemon in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt.Because Raglan likes him, these people will bear all the negative feelings of Raglan for him.Raglan's animal desire and violence all vented on them.Because of this, Ai Jin has a "good brother" who is always gentle in front of him.

"My child..." Ai Jin squeezed the plastic cup in his hand, "Your child, what are you going to do? If there is anything I can help, I will help you."

"Raglan gave me a sum of money to destroy it." Philemon lowered his eyes. "But I plan to go back to my hometown and give birth to the child. Not for him, but for myself."

This choice surprised Ai Jin.He thought that Philemon would kill the child. After all, he had to support one more person, and there would always be a lot of inconvenience in work and life in the future. It would be even more difficult to start a family with another person.

"Why?" Akin asked again.

"Maybe you haven't had such an experience, and you can't understand my mood." Philemon said slowly, "It's a wonderful feeling to use your own body to conceive a new life. Although it's just an embryo, but It grew up with my nourishment, it is my child, we are inseparable. It makes me want to give everything for it.”

Philemon was right, Aikin really couldn't understand this feeling.It never occurred to him to give everything to someone.

"I see." Aijin left his contact information, "If you need anything in the future, remember to tell me." He couldn't replace Raglan to apologize to Philemon, but at least he could make a little compensation .

Before leaving, Philemon said to him: "In short, you should pay more attention to yourself in the future. Raglan, a vicious wolf, will go crazy and bite you one day."

There were only two unfinished cups of hot milk left on the table.Akin remained seated, his head buried in his folded arms.

The gentle brother is fake, and so is the relationship between him and Raglan.Everything he heard just now made him feel very unreal. It was difficult for him to integrate the concept of "Raglan is a scumbag who likes his own brother, has a lot of lovers and has violent tendencies" into his own cognition.

Ai Jin was lying on the table alone, just lying on his stomach, and he didn't know how long the time had passed.

The clerk who worked in the milk tea shop didn't dare to talk to him easily, but just looked at him curiously.

"Bang bang."

Suddenly, there were two crisp knocking sounds in the ears.Aijin raised his head and looked towards the source of the voice.

Garfield was standing outside the milk tea shop through the glass, bending over and tapping the glass lightly with his fingers.He smiled at the dazed Ai Jin, and entered the shop from the door.

"So you're here. I've been looking for you for a long time." Garfield held Akin's textbook in his arms and sat down on the seat opposite. I didn't pick up either, I was a little worried, so I kept looking for you. Fortunately, you are fine."

Ai Jin rubbed the center of his eyebrows wearily: "It turns out that the class is already in session."

"It's been 15 minutes since class," Garfield said, "Are you still going?"

"Let's not go, I'm not in the mood to attend class now." Ai Jin frowned, "I want to rest for a while."

"Professor Dude brought your general theory of criminal law, right? He's not bad, just give him a note later." Garfield tried, slightly touched Aikin's hand on the table, and asked in a low voice , "Ai Jin, can I stay with you?"

Ai Jin said, "Aren't you in class?"

Garfield shook his head.

Ai Jin didn't make a sound, it was a tacit consent.

Ai Jin looks like a standard top student. He usually arrives 10 minutes early for class, and he has never skipped a class.Whit sat playing with his pen in the window seat where he and Akin used to sit, and waited until class began without Akin.

Whit was a little worried, so he sent several messages, but got no response.

"Whit." Dude, who was talking on the stage, noticed that Whit was doing something furtively with his head down, so he called out to him.

Whit suddenly heard someone call his name, and was startled. He quickly stuffed the communicator into the drawer, stood up abruptly, and shouted: "Here!"

Du De smiled softly: "It's not roll call."

"Ah? Oh..." Whit responded weakly.

"Please repeat what I just said," Dude said.

"You're talking about the form of the final exam." Whitt only listened to the beginning, but didn't listen to the specific content after that, so he could only reply falteringly, "That's, uh..."

Knowing that he didn't listen, Dude didn't mean to embarrass him in class, so he said, "Sit down first, and stay for a while after class is over."

Whit obeyed and sat down, clutching his head frantically.

Oops!I'm going to make a bad impression on the handsome professor!

Whit had thought that Akin was late because he had just been caught up in something on his way to class.Unexpectedly, Aijin did not come to the classroom until the end of this class.

Now he is really helpless.

After the get out of class bell rang, Whit resigned himself to the podium and stood beside Dude who was packing up the lecture notes, without saying a word.In fact, he really didn't know what to say.

Du De spoke first: "I heard from your roommate that you had something to do at home two days ago, that's why you asked for leave."

Whit reacted, and quickly found an excuse in his mind: "Ah, yes. My dad was sick, and I went back to take care of him for a few days, and he's fine now."

"What about you?" Dude continued to ask, "Are you all right?"

Whit froze for a moment.

Dude realized that his question was a bit abrupt, so he explained: "I think you don't look very good, so that's why you asked."

"It's okay, I'm fine. Thank you, Professor, for your concern." Whit said hurriedly.

"You missed a lot of classes. If you have any questions during self-study, you can send me an email to ask me, and I will answer your questions when I have time." Du De smiled gently, "We can also do it on weekends."

Looking at this smile, Whit felt like a spring breeze in his heart.The shadow left by his previous boyfriend's cheating was instantly swept away.