Don't leave after school!

"How?" Gu Yang frowned slightly.

Seeing that Song Ziming's eye circles were slightly red, he sighed softly, "If you want to blame, you have to blame the teacher. Teacher, tell me, how many times have you left me today?"

Song Ziming didn't speak, Gu Yang gritted his teeth, "If you didn't abandon me, put me in the car for a while, and say you don't know me for a while, would I be so angry? I'm not angry, I can do this to you matter?"

"Even if you're angry, you shouldn't—"

Thinking of Gu Yang treating him like that directly at the door of his house, where there are people at home, Song Ziming couldn't say the rest.

His face was flushed with anger, but Gu Yang smiled wickedly, leaned close to Song Ziming's ear, and bit his ear, "Even if I'm angry, what should I do?"

Song Ziming bit her lip, and suddenly pushed Gu Yang away fiercely, "I'm going back."

At first, he wanted to ask Gu Yang why he moved next door to him, but now he has lost his mind.

Song Ziming's mind was in a mess.

The feeling of being on the verge of collapse tonight, the feeling of joy and fear at the same time, made him feel cheap!

How could he, Ren Gu Yang, do whatever he wanted to him under such circumstances?Even, in such an environment, can you get carried away?

In the past, he spurned himself, but the current self made him feel terribly strange.

"What are you going back for?" Gu Yang pulled him subconsciously.

"Then why should I stay?" Song Ziming turned his head, eyes filled with emotions that Gu Yang didn't understand.

Gu Yang finally realized that Song Ziming was really angry this time.

"I made the teacher angry today, but the teacher also made me angry. The two of us are tied, okay?" Gu Yang lowered his voice, with a hint of coaxing.

A feeling of powerlessness suddenly rose in Song Ziming's heart, and he broke free from Gu Yang's hand.

"Gu Yang, you don't even know what I've been worrying about."

"Then you just say it, say it, and I'll know."

Song Ziming looked at the young man who was looking at him seriously, and clenched his hands tightly, "Gu Yang, I am different from ordinary people."

Over the years, Song Ziming never had the idea of ​​disclosing his sexual orientation, because he knew he couldn't do so.If it is not made public, he can still live his life normally, but once it is made public, everything about him will be destroyed.

Parents, work, life...

"I don't know if you just have the mentality of playing with me. After playing, you can pat your ass and leave, and you can continue to be your young master of the Gu family. But I am different. If everyone Knowing that I like men, what do you think my future looks like?"

Maybe it was because of the long-term pressure, maybe it was because of the fear of what happened today, Song Ziming couldn't help but speak.

When Gu Yang heard what he said, he was about to hold his hand, but he clenched it tightly, his face was a little gloomy.

"Do you think I'm just playing with you, and I'll dump you after I'm done?" His voice was low, as if he was suppressing something.

Song Ziming thought of what Su Haisheng said at this moment.

Gu Yang has never been afraid of anything, he doesn't even care whether they will be seen by other people or his mother when they were doing things outside the door of the apartment just now...

"Isn't it?" He bit his lip, and the emotions in his heart couldn't be controlled even by himself, and he couldn't help saying, "There are many men and women around you, why would you care about someone who is older than you?" There are so many men. Gu Yang, I don't want to just play around, if you just have this mentality, then let's not be together as soon as possible."

The moment he finished speaking, Gu Yang's face was like the darkness before the storm.

He moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but seeing Song Ziming's face, he didn't say anything. After a long time, he uttered a word in a low voice, "Get lost!"

Song Ziming's heart trembled, and when he said that sentence just now, he regretted it.

Why did he want to vent all his anger on Gu Yang?

But when he heard that he didn't say anything and just let him go, his heart felt cold again.

The eye circles couldn't help turning red.

Holding back his breath, he picked up his clothes, put them on indiscriminately, and walked out the door.

"Teacher, you have to think clearly, if you walk out of this door tonight, we will really be over, and we will stop communicating with each other in the future."

Gu Yang's voice was deep but calm.

Song Ziming's body trembled, but he gritted his teeth firmly, "It's up to you."

"Heh." There was a chuckle, followed by a dead silence.

Song Ziming couldn't bear the atmosphere here anymore, hurried out of the apartment, opened the door of his own house, and rushed in.

Song Ziming didn't feel empty in his heart until he threw himself onto the bed.

He had just been with Gu Yang, and it was over immediately.

The love he thought lasted only one day, it was ridiculous!

Obviously he should be glad that he didn't tell Su Haisheng in the first place, but Song Ziming felt that at this second, his heart hurt so much that he seemed to be unable to breathe.

Why are you so hypocritical?

After lying on the bed for a long time, Song Ziming soon fell into a deep sleep.

There was no post-processing, and when she woke up, Song Ziming only felt top-heavy, and her body was cold and hot for a while.

You don't need to touch his forehead to know that he has a fever again.

After scolding the instigator in his heart, Song Ziming found out the leftover medicine prescribed by the doctor that Gu Yang brought last time.

The taste of the medicine was very bitter, and Song Ziming suddenly remembered Gu Yang's little trick of feeding himself the medicine.

He had gone to great lengths to kiss him.

Thinking about it, Song Ziming couldn't help laughing, smiling, but the smile on his face disappeared.

He thought that he and Gu Yang had broken up.

The phone rang suddenly, Song Ziming closed his eyes, took the phone and saw it was Jiang Nuan's call.

Song Ziming didn't want to answer anyone's call at the moment, the call just stopped by himself, but soon, Jiang Nuan called him again.

The phone rang very quickly, as if there was something urgent.

Song Ziming frowned and picked up the phone.

"Teacher Song, where are you?" On the other side of the phone, when the phone was picked up, Jiang Nuan's anxious voice came immediately.

Song Ziming's voice was hoarse, "I'm at home, what's wrong, what happened?"

"...something happened. Someone posted your teacher's post on the campus forum, saying that you used your professorship to molest the female students under your hand. The post was very clear, and you posted a lot of photos!" Jiang Nuan said The tone was anxious, angry and aggrieved, "There are also photos of the teacher and me. At that time, I sprained my ankle and was helped by the teacher, but people said it was unsightly, saying that I was in order to win various competitions with you. Qualifications, all kinds of dedication!"