Pure Love Guide ABO

It is no exaggeration to describe the situation when I left Mr. Jiang's apartment that day as fleeing.

The first thing I did after returning to the dormitory was to slap my face with cold water frantically.

I think I'm probably really crazy.

Thinking back on that moment, I can't bear the embarrassment.

I actually felt—for a moment I felt that Teacher Jiang wanted to kiss me.

The feeling of cold water on the face turned into pain after a long time.I turned on the faucet, gasped for breath, and tried everything I could to make myself forget about this thought.

Like the bad things I heard when I was a kid.

I feel as if I'm dirty.

How can I think so?Teacher Jiang is my head teacher!He's still an Alpha!am I crazy?

Why on earth am I thinking this way?

To an Alpha—I obviously hate Alpha so much already.

I tried my best to recall the scene at that time.I didn't see Mr. Jiang's face, but I was listening to him all the time, so I thought of his expressionless face...

But there was no denying that it was a handsome face.

So, do I have a bad intention for Mr. Jiang's beauty?

As soon as this terrible idea appeared, it began to crazily occupy my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

I stared blankly at the mirror, feeling that my flushed cheeks looked like overripe tomatoes in the field.

Absolutely, no, can, continue like this.

I told myself.

So I picked up my phone and quickly edited a WeChat message to Teacher Jiang.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang. Something happened at home temporarily. Assistant, please find someone else. I'm really sorry."

After sending, I stared blankly at the phone, feeling a little regretful again.What's the matter with me, is this tone too aggressive?

If I have a problem with myself, what should I do to Mr. Jiang?

"fine."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang replied faster than expected.

"I understand that this kind of work is indeed a bit stressful, and you certainly don't like to watch this type of work."

No, I read it.

I closed my eyes in embarrassment.

But I seem to have wrong thoughts about you, and I must not see you again in a short time.

I think so.

But the reality is that I hurried to see Mr. Jiang again the next day.

Because I suddenly learned that Mr. Jiang was hospitalized.

He has acute gastroenteritis.

Teacher Jiang wouldn't tell me about this kind of thing, and we don't have any mutual friends, so I shouldn't have known.

But I still know, because the "Sister Ya" who interviewed me said with emotion in the circle of friends that people still need three regular meals to avoid getting sick. I still remember her affection for recommending Teacher Qingye to me, so I was concerned about whether she was unwell, but she quickly replied that Qing Ye was hospitalized.

I was stunned then.

Without even thinking about it, I sent several WeChat messages to Mr. Jiang asking him what happened and how he was.

It looked fine the day before.

"It's nothing. Forgot to check the expiration date of the milk in the refrigerator."

"Three infusions will do."

I leaned on the chair in the dormitory, and at the same time I breathed a sigh of relief, I got up again and started to pack my schoolbag.

The fat man was watching a video with me, and when he saw my battle, he asked me what I was going to do helplessly.

"I want to visit my mentor."

I said it very solemnly, biting the word "mentor" extremely hard.

Because after thinking about it, I suddenly felt that - escaping cannot solve the problem, only defeating it.

It is impossible for me to have a wrong feeling about the teacher. I have to prove it, otherwise I will get stuck in my heart, and then I will get deeper and deeper, and finally believe it is true.

I have experience in visiting patients because of my grandfather.

But I would never send any flowers to grandpa. At that time, there was no money, and grandpa thought it was a "flashy thing".

But Teacher Jiang is different, he is my teacher, I can't go there empty-handed.But after much deliberation, I still felt that sending flowers was too gaudy and useless, so I bought three catties of apples from a fruit shop by the roadside and took them to the city hospital I was familiar with.

When I arrived at the entrance of the hospital, I took a deep breath, took out my mobile phone and called Teacher Jiang.I knew that if I asked to see him early, he would probably refuse, so I thought of a way of saying - I happened to pass by the hospital and thought of him, so I came in to have a look, and I had already reached the door, so I couldn't be prevented from going in, right?

I despised myself for using my brain in such a strange way, as I stared at the phone waiting to be connected.

The phone call was given to me by Teacher Jiang before leaving yesterday.He said you can contact him if you need anything.

"Song Chi."

The phone is connected.Teacher Jiang didn't feed me back and forth, but asked directly, "What's the matter?"

I hurriedly said what I had compiled as if nothing had happened.

"I'm worried about you." Teacher Jiang sighed, "Why bother? I'm in room [-] of the inpatient department on the third floor."

Sure enough, Mr. Jiang did not refuse.

After hanging up the phone, I walked quickly to Mr. Jiang's ward with calm steps.It can be done, I said to myself, you will find that Teacher Jiang is still the same Teacher Jiang, yesterday was just the atmosphere that affected your judgment.

As a result, "Boom", I was startled by the sound of the door opening as soon as I pushed it open.

How can it be so loud?

My previously high arrogance suddenly faded by half, and I slowed down the speed of closing the door in fear, and it took a long time before I closed the door and walked inside.

"Teacher Jiang?"

I tried my best to hide the embarrassment of being stupid just now, and called out in a low voice.

"here."

I was surprised to find that there was only one bed in the entire ward. Teacher Jiang was sitting on the bed, and when he saw me coming, he nodded to me.

It was very dark in the ward.Mr. Jiang was wearing a gray shirt that I hadn't seen much before, leaning against the head of the bed, and was playing a bottle with his left hand.Those originally slender hands were now stuck with scotch tape and inserted the needle tube, and the undulating tendons were faintly blue.

"Mr. Jiang, I bought some apples for you, so you can nourish your stomach when you are sick."

As I said, I quickly gave him a plastic bag of apples and put them on the bedside table, and asked casually, "Are you the only one in this ward?"

"I like quiet, I want a single room." Teacher Jiang looked at the bag of apples, "Thank you."

After speaking, he slightly raised the hand that was infused with the infusion, "There is a stool over here, sit on it."

I pulled the stool and sat half a meter away from the hospital bed.

Then I was embarrassed.

It came on a whim, but I had no idea what to say.No, in fact, the original intention was not to visit a sick person... I am guilty.

"I haven't asked you what major you studied in college?"

On the contrary, Mr. Jiang started the conversation very gently.

I quickly answered, I said I was studying choreography.Speaking of this, I have something to say, I said I have to thank Mr. Jiang for your cultivation, so that I can pass the editing and directing exam naked.

The interview question that was drawn back then was to advertise a book, and I immediately thought of Qing Ye, and praised him a lot—although I didn’t know the real way to advertise, but the judges probably thought that I had good taste Okay, give me a passing grade.

"The teacher didn't teach you anything." Teacher Jiang looked up at the ceiling, rubbed the back of his neck and moved his neck, "It's because of your own love. Sometimes you have to be more confident, Song Chi."

I nodded quickly, anyway, Teacher Jiang told me to go along with it.

"By the way, Teacher Jiang, do you feel bored when you are alone?" I suddenly thought of this question, "I can bring you some books."

Mr. Jiang got sick in such a hurry, so he must not have prepared anything, daily necessities and water can be bought, but if he wants to pass the time, he must want to read a book, right?Writers like to read books, I think so.

"It's nothing, I'm used to it." Mr. Jiang replied as if hiding something, and closed his eyes after speaking, "Don't bother, I prefer listening to the radio than reading books by myself. It's my quirk, I think The words read aloud are the most... emotional."

I was a little surprised at first after hearing this, but soon I remembered what Xiao Su said - Mr. Jiang likes to listen to people reading, and one of the duties of a personal assistant is to read to him.

So, I stood up as soon as my brain got hot.

"I can read, Mr. Jiang, isn't it just reading?"

When I said this, I didn't learn a lesson from yesterday's typing at all.So that when I really realized the problem, it was too late.

"I...I love you."

Staring at the text on the phone screen, I stuttered out the first sentence.

How could this be?

It was originally agreed not to touch——but I turned around and picked a bigger fire pit for myself?

After listening to my volunteered proposal, Mr. Jiang did not agree, but said that I might not be able to accept the book he wanted to hear.

At that time, I had vaguely begun to realize that something was wrong, but I was forced to agree by my inexplicable desire to win.

"Then just read Lin Yi'an's "Deer Township" casually."

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated.

So I took out my phone and checked the book. I was relieved to see that the cover seemed to be a serious book. After I clicked on the first page, I was dumbfounded.

"I want so much to be possessed by you, to be touched by you, my body is cold, and you happen to be hot."

I just boasted, and I didn't want to make a fool of myself, so I tried my best to bear the shame and read on.

The prostitute sees prostitution, the wise sees wisdom.

I said crazy to myself.This is just a normal confession, don't think too much about it.

Then I got slapped in the face.

"...every night, I yearn for you, yours," I looked at the straightforward organ names on the screen, but didn't dare to pronounce them.

I should have thought of it earlier, can the books that Teacher Qingye likes be ordinary books?But this is what I say I can read, so it's too shameful to stop like this.

Isn't it adult-oriented? I am also an adult.

I try to brainwash myself.

"You poured...a lot of poison into my body."

Fortunately, every time Mr. Jiang was omitted, he didn't mean to interrupt me.

But just looking at it makes me blush again.

"I, I miss you, I love you, I love you."

crazy.

There are so many words "I love you" behind this.What kind of book is this?What was the author thinking?

I feel that my voice is like a vain wave, breaking more and more as it goes backwards.

"...Please come in... Come in—"

I closed my eyes abruptly, gritted my teeth and chose to give up.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang, I'm too self-righteous, I still..."

As a result, a long time passed, and I didn't wait for Mr. Jiang to answer.Looking up, Teacher Jiang was looking at me quietly.He didn't know when there was a cigarette in his mouth again, but he didn't light it.

Obviously that gaze was as calm as ever, but I felt like I was being watched by a ferocious beast.He even felt a silent fire burning in his eyes.

"How could it be?" Teacher Jiang took off the cigarette and held it between his fingers, "I'm sorry. I remembered it wrong. This is not a popular book."

Do you remember this kind of thing wrong?

But I dare not think about it, I think I should go.So I bowed my head and stood up, said some polite words, and then turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang also suddenly got off the bed while holding the shelf on which the salt water bottle was hanging.

"I just want to get a glass of water, let's go together?"

But I was so stiff that I couldn't move the moment Teacher Jiang lifted the quilt.

If I'm not blind, I can see the clear line between his legs - even in the baggy sweatpants.

Teacher Jiang seemed to notice something strange in his body after he got up, and looked at himself with a frown, "I made you laugh, Alpha has a physical problem, then you can go first."

His attitude was so natural that I couldn't say anything more.

I can only nod stiffly, turn around stiffly, step stiffly, and then run away again.