Don't fall in love with the professor

Since mid-April, the temperature in the south has gradually warmed up, but the night is always cool. Zhong Kexing was worried that Jiang Xiaocheng would be cold, so he dragged him back to bed.

The two embraced in the quilt.

Zhong Kexing said: "When I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, I did a very stupid thing."

The word "very stupid" suddenly aroused Jiang Xiaocheng's curiosity. He raised his head, brushed his forehead against Zhong Kexing's chin, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Kexing tightened the arms around Jiang Xiaocheng's waist, letting him get closer to him, and said slowly: "At that time, I had a friend, we were in a kindergarten, we were assigned to a class in elementary school, and became classmates. table, the two families didn’t know each other at first, but they met several times during the parent-teacher meeting and chatted, and gradually got to know each other.”

"We will make appointments to do activities together on weekends, and we also participated in the same interest class."

"His father is a member of the family committee and has contact with teachers and parents. It can also be seen that they attach great importance to his education on weekdays. In addition to interest classes, they have also enrolled him in many cram schools. Not only must he study in advance A one-semester course, but also concentrated training on difficult problems."

"His grades have always been very good, and he has always been in the top three in the class. His parents may think this is a good way of education, so they have been doing this."

"But in the fifth grade, he would secretly doze off in class. I didn't understand it at the time. Now that I think about it, it's probably because children's energy is really limited and they can't cope with so many tasks."

"Slowly, the results are not as good as before."

"His parents were very angry and stopped all his interest classes, so that he could spend more time learning knowledge from books."

"Before an exam, he suddenly pulled me to a corner and asked me hesitantly, if I could not do the final additional question."

"He made this request, and I knew what it meant."

"Beginning in the fifth grade, there will be two additional questions at the end of the math paper. These additional questions are already very difficult. In a class, one or two students can do it, which is already the limit. But his parents respect his I have high expectations, and I specially invited a professional teacher to overcome such a difficult problem, but the results have not been satisfactory, and he still couldn't do it during the exam."

"In this case, compared with my grades, it will drop a lot."

"I don't quite remember what he said at the time. It probably means that his mother often compares me with him. If the test scores are only a few points apart, the problem is not too big, but the difference is [-] points. His mother will definitely criticize him severely, stop him from going out to play, and send him to more tutoring classes."

Jiang Xiaocheng asked: "So...you promised him?"

Zhong Kexing paused for a moment, as a tacit consent. He said: "This is the first time I have received such a request. I really don't know what to do. Fortunately, when the exam bell rang, everyone returned to their seats."

"Sitting in the examination room and answering questions, I suddenly remembered one thing. It was a Friday afternoon. Before school, we were playing football together. Everyone was having a good time. His mother suddenly came over and took him Pulled it away, saying that there is still a lot of homework, and we must hurry up and finish it."

"Probably the way he looked back step by step left a deep impression on me, and I didn't think much about it. The last two additional questions were left blank."

Jiang Xiaocheng vaguely guessed the ending.

"Did he tell you not to do it, but he did it himself?"

"It's even worse," Zhong Kexing said, "The additional questions that time lowered the difficulty, and many students in the class got marks. My grades dropped to a dozen, and I was called to talk by the teacher."

Jiang Xiaocheng changed his prone position, with his arms supporting the bed sheet, as if he felt worthless for Zhong Kexing, and was filled with righteous indignation.

Said: "How can he do this?"

He added, "You are too kind."

This kind of reaction is really ironic, Zhong Kexing smiled, and said: "Maybe it's not kindness, but arrogance. I thought that in the class, I was the only one who could figure out the additional questions. Even if it was empty, it wouldn't matter much. He probably That’s why I made such a request.”

"Since this is the case, he shouldn't do additional questions."

"This is where the problem lies."

Zhong Kexing looked into Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes and said: "This is the problem. We always hope that our efforts or concessions should get the same return from the other party, thinking that 'if I treat him well, he will treat me well', But in real life, it’s not like this. Giving your life hard won’t necessarily make the other party remember your goodness, on the contrary, some people will use this to achieve their own goals.”

"Rejecting a person does not necessarily leave a bad impression on the other party. If he is a friend worth making friends with, you should understand that you have no duties or obligations that you must fulfill to him. Your help is only out of For kindness and friendship."

Jiang Xiaocheng was silent. In his heart, he had already agreed with Zhong Kexing's words.

"But I'm always afraid that if I say no, they will be unhappy."

"who are they?"

"For example, the person who didn't allow us to pack today."

"Let her be unhappy, what does it have to do with us?"

Jiang Xiaocheng thought for a while, a smile broke out on his face, and said, "It doesn't seem to matter."

I just felt relieved, and said: "Anyway, we have already packed it. If she likes it, she will not be happy."

Zhong Kexing touched his hair, feeling a little pampered.

After a while, he said again: "We can do an exercise."

"What practice?"

"Practice saying 'no.'"

Zhong Kexing sat up from the bed, leaned on the pillow, and said, "When you say 'no', it's like making a sentence, for example, I don't want...I don't like...I don't want to..."

Jiang Xiaocheng held back for a long time before uttering a sentence: "I...I can't think of it."

"This sentence can't count, think again."

Zhong Kexing inspired him, "We have lived together for so long, I must have done something inattentive, there are many shortcomings and deficiencies, you don't like what I do, you can also bring it up, I will correct it, and I will not be angry .”

Jiang Xiaocheng pursed his lips, and then said lightly and quickly: "I don't like you pinching my waist."

This is called lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

Zhong Kexing was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and asked subconsciously, "Pinch your waist?"

Jiang Xiaocheng paid attention to his expression, quickly got under the quilt, only showing two eyes, covered his ears and said: "I didn't say anything, let's go to sleep."

The word "pinch" is enough to show the strength in it. Zhong Kexing has always been extremely gentle to Jiang Xiaocheng. How could he use brute strength in daily contact?

Unless... the emotions are out of control.

Zhong Kexing frowned, lifted the quilt to investigate, and asked, "Did I push hard? I'm sorry to make you uncomfortable. I never had such a consciousness."

This gentle tone made Jiang Xiaocheng very embarrassed.

"I'm not uncomfortable either."

He lifted up a corner of his pajamas, revealing the white and firm skin around his waist, and said softly, "This is right here, you...sometimes, you will...you will use a lot of force, and it hurts a little."

Zhong Kexing's eyes fell on it, he inspected it carefully, and then stroked it gently. Seeing that there were no bruises or red marks, he felt relieved a little.

Said: "Sorry, I will pay attention next time."

Then asked: "Are there any other places that I need to change?"

At this time, Jiang Xiaocheng was already blushing from his serious eyes, how could he put forward other opinions, just said: "No more, no more."

Pulling back the quilt, covering her waist, lying down obediently, looking at Zhong Kexing with big misty eyes, said: "Let's go to sleep."

Satisfying the other half in bed is the responsibility of couples. Zhong Kexing was not worried about this aspect at first, but now that he has received such feedback, he will inevitably have self-doubt.

In this quiet night, I couldn't fall asleep.

Finally, I couldn't help calling Xiaocheng.

Jiang Xiaocheng was still asleep, turned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

After a long silence, Zhong Kexing asked: "Are you dissatisfied with me... I mean..."

The words came to a halt at this point, but Jiang Xiaocheng understood what he meant, although he was very shy, he still said: "I am not dissatisfied."

Not satisfied?This is not the answer Zhong Kexing wanted.

"Is that comfortable?"

At this time, Jiang Xiaocheng was a little ashamed and annoyed, he didn't know why he had to talk about such an unspeakable topic in the middle of the night.

"Comfortable, go to sleep."

Now that we have reached this point, we simply asked the question to the end, and Zhong Kexing continued to ask: "Where is it comfortable?"

"It's all comfortable, sleep well?"

"All comfortable?" Zhong Kexing felt very wrong. "There should be different levels of comfort. There are high-level comfort, medium-level comfort, and low-level comfort. Where do you feel high-level comfort? Or how do I do it? Can you have a high level of comfort?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaocheng tightly wrapped in the quilt, with his back turned to himself, as if I didn't listen, he said, "I think this is a very serious issue."

After a pause, he said, "Forget it, you still have to try it yourself to be able to tell the difference."

The conscientious Professor Zhong spent the whole night finally figuring out with his partner how to achieve the highest level of comfort.