After the scum attacked the crematorium, he did a fake show with the little milk dog

Xia Zhiyan left his hometown and didn't have many friends. Especially in recent years, the number of times he and Fu Shiyu went to the streets together was very small, and he rarely had the opportunity to share an umbrella with others.

Just now, the boys around him were holding umbrellas all the way, but he didn't think it was the first time he realized that holding an umbrella for someone turned out to be such a difficult thing.

When he saw him in the hospital during the day, he just felt that the boy was tall, but his height of 180 was not considered short, and he never thought that he could hold up an umbrella for someone and his hands would hurt.

The boy also seemed to notice that his arm holding the umbrella was trembling a little. He didn't say anything while wearing the earphones, but took the handle of the umbrella silently.

The edge of the umbrella suddenly became several centimeters higher, and even the field of vision in front of me seemed to widen.

Away from the crowded crowds and bustling streets in the urban area, beside the deserted trails in the suburbs, there are only two or three sporadic street lights. The light rain outside the umbrella has not stopped, and there is someone beside me holding an umbrella for me

In a trance, all this seemed to bring Xia Zhiyan back to his childhood, a small eighteenth-tier city in the south, Panyang City, the place where he was born and raised.

Because in the image, only when my parents held an umbrella to pick me up from school when I was a child, would they pour the umbrella to the side where he was, and wet most of my shoulders like this now.

Xia Zhiyan looked at the boy beside him who threw the umbrella towards him, and because he was so close, he took off his peaked cap again, and he finally saw the other person's face clearly

In the silhouette, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin, the eyelashes under the street lamps are dyed golden yellow, and the lower eyelids cast a fluffy shadow.

He tried his best to remember, but still couldn't remember which student in his class this was, so he could only silently push the handle of the umbrella towards the boy.

He has been working in this university for two years from undergraduate to postgraduate graduation, and he is quite familiar with the surrounding environment. As the two walked forward in silence, he was almost sure that there was only one community in front of them.

It was a very high-end villa area.

This surprised him.

The boy next to him has a hooded sweater, jeans, and a pair of the most common white sneakers on his feet. He is very normal at this age, clean and refreshing; although he is not shabby, he is by no means like Fu Shiyu. smell.

The boy took him to catch the bus just now, and he was familiar with all the routes and bus closing times along the way, he didn't look like a rich second generation who didn't eat fireworks; especially now the umbrellas propped on top of the two of them were even a little worn out unexpected

In addition to no leaks, there is almost nothing good about it.

An exaggerated logo was printed on the faded umbrella, much like the promotional gifts from small shops that Xia Zhiyan's mother would bring back from the street when he was a child.

However, his understanding of the surroundings of the school was still correct, and finally the boy stopped in front of a villa.

"Here we are, Teacher Xia, let's go in and have a seat?"

Xia Zhiyan stood still, looking at the villa in front of him.

Different from Fu Shiyu's house or the brightly lit villas that he passed by before, this one in front of him was pitch black, and even the gate was not lit, it seemed to have been vacant for a long time.

It was probably too late, and the masters all rested.

Xia Zhiyan thought about it, and waved his hand to decline the other party's invitation, "It's so late, so I won't disturb your parents' rest."

Said he took the umbrella put away by the boy, "Thank you for your umbrella, I will return it to you with the fare in class tomorrow morning."

"I live alone, why bother me?" The boy smiled and took off his earphones, pointing at Xia Zhiyan's hair, "Teacher, you are soaked through, go in and tidy up."

"It's not too far to go back to school here, and the cold wind blows all the way, so it's easy to catch a cold."

Before meeting the boy, Xia Zhiyan was drenched in the rain, but it was almost dried up by the heat from the bus, so he didn't feel cold.

But maybe it was because I remembered the physical examination report during the day, and felt that my current body was really not able to withstand tossing; maybe it was because I saw that although I pushed the handle of the umbrella to the other side several times along the way, after the boy put away the umbrella, the naked body was exposed. Most of the shoulders and back were still wet, but I didn't get wet at all...

In short, Xia Zhiyan hesitated in his heart, but he couldn't say the words of rejection, so he was taken into the villa by the boy.

The decoration and furnishings in the villa are no different from ordinary mansions, but it is similar to what the boy said before, it seems that only one person lives

Except for the living room on the first floor and a bedroom next to it, it was covered with film and silk cloth everywhere, and it didn't look like someone took care of it on a regular basis, but the exposed places were also kept clean and tidy. Will not make people feel uncomfortable.

"Teacher, why don't you take a shower? I have new towels, which haven't been opened yet, and the clothes have just been washed; if the teacher is not used to it, I can find a hair dryer to dry your clothes while you are taking a shower. "

Seeing the boy who listened to the music with his eyes closed on the way just now turned on the "hot chat mode" he was familiar with earlier, Xia Zhiyan suddenly couldn't adapt.

"No." He refused, "I'll just blow dry my hair."

The boy was also very sensible, "Then I'll go find the hair dryer for the teacher."

But soon, when he reappeared in the living room with a hair dryer, his smiling face drooped.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Xia... I have short hair, and I don't usually have the habit of drying my hair. No one has used this hair dryer, and I don't know when... it broke..."

"It's okay." Xia Zhiyan said politely, "I'll just wipe it off with a dry towel."

"No, teacher! It's still raining outside, it's really easy to catch a cold!" The boy immediately came over, "Why don't you go take a shower, I have everything in the bathroom ready, maybe I'll wait for you to come out , I can fix the blower?"

Seeing Xia Zhiyan's face about to refuse, the boy added cautiously, "Mr. Xia...don't you go to the hospital during the day?"

"I remember you always said in the first class of the freshman report that the first time we left our parents, we should all learn to take good care of ourselves...you...you didn't take good care of yourself..."

"Teacher...how can you lie..."

Although he still hasn't remembered who this boy is, Xia Zhiyan can now be sure that the other party is indeed his student, because he did say this.

So, he was inexplicably persuaded like this.

Fortunately, the bathroom is big and clean, as the boy said before, everything is ready, even the brand of shower gel and shampoo is the same as the one he uses at home

He is a nostalgic person, and the things he has used for so many years are still the most common daily chemical products at home when he was a child.

These familiar things and tastes will give him a sense of security to the greatest extent.

So he took this bath very comfortably, so comfortable that he forgot the time in the bathroom alone.

After all, the exhaustion brought about by the bloody roller coaster-like plot this day really needs to be tidied up.

When he got dressed and came out of the bathroom, he heard the "buzzing" roar of the hair dryer. The boy seemed to have repaired the hair dryer and was blowing his clothes that had been wet by the rain before.

"Ms. Xia finished washing?" The boy raised his head when he heard footsteps, and handed the hair dryer in his hand to Xia Zhiyan, "I have almost dried my clothes, teacher, shall I blow my hair first?"

After Xia Zhiyan thanked him, he took the blower. Although his eyes were covered by the disheveled hair on his forehead, he still seemed to be able to feel a group of eyes staring at him.

"what happened?"

It wasn't until he turned off the hair dryer in his hand and pushed back the broken hair on his forehead that the boy who was staring at him finally came back to his senses.

"Ah...no! I'm sorry, Teacher Xia..." The boy defended in a panic, "I just...have never seen you dressed like this..."

Xia Zhiyan was slightly stunned, looking down at his clothes

A pink-blue cartoon-print T-shirt and sweatpants, which he hadn't worn in many years.

Before Fu Shiyu always said that he wanted him to be sensible and mature, but later he became a teacher himself, and before he knew it, there were only three colors left in the closet, black, white and gray, and he wore shirts and casual suit pants every day.

If someone hadn't mentioned it now, he himself would have never noticed that Fu Shiyu had such a great influence on him in a subtle way.

He is only 26 years old this year, and not much older than the students he brought. He didn't find anything wrong with the clothes when he put them on just now, but because he was subconsciously afraid that Fu Shiyu would not like him and that the other party thought he was naive, he already Haven't touched it for many years.

And Xia Zhiyan's momentary embarrassment made the boy staring at him feel even more embarrassed.

The boy lowered his head apologetically, seeing that half of his ankles were exposed at the hem of the trousers rolled up by Xia Zhiyan because the trousers were too long.

"Actually..." He lowered his head and added in a low voice embarrassedly: "It's pretty pretty."

nice?

Xia Zhiyan frowned slightly in astonishment, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

Just a few hours ago, Fu Shiyu had furiously accused him of always having a dull, boring face; it had been a long time since no one said he was good-looking.

Over the years, he has always been negating himself amidst Fu Shiyu's negation, making dispensable embellishments in the other's life

Isn't this the most popular scumbag emotional PUA?

"Thank you."

He smiled slightly and bowed to pick up the dried clothes on the sofa.

Although I am very grateful for the inadvertent reminder from the boy in front of me, but maybe I have never heard such a straightforward affirmation before, and he is a little uncomfortable.

When he went into the bathroom to change clothes, the boy was leaning against the door of the bathroom.

"Mr. Xia, do you have to go back to school so late? Do you want to call a car on your mobile phone first? This is a suburban area, so it's not safe."

Xia Zhiyan's hand that was about to undress suddenly froze.

"No, I..."

He didn't even bring money for the bus ride just now, and he didn't have a mobile phone to call a taxi.

"Did you forget your mobile phone, Miss Xia?" The boy at the door seemed to have guessed again, "Then let me call a taxi for you? But..."

"You need to register at the school gate at this point, do you have Teacher Xia's ID with you?"

The school usually does not adopt closed management, and you can come and go freely, but because the access control of the student dormitory is at 10 o'clock, you need to register when you enter and leave the school gate after 30:[-] in the evening, to prove that you are indeed a member of the school.

Xia Zhiyan was a little dazed immediately, and looked down at his watch, it was already ten twenty-five.

Seeing Xia Zhiyan push open the door of the bathroom again, but did not put on his own clothes again, the boy's bright smile showed a subtle and imperceptible cunning.

"It's okay, Teacher Xia, don't worry, stay here, I'm the only one here, no one will come." The boy took the clothes in Xia Zhiyan's hand, "It just so happens that I can wash and iron the clothes for you , so as to save the crumpled clothes in class tomorrow, and the clothes that have been soaked in the rain are prone to smell."

Originally, Xia Zhiyan still had some resistance to staying overnight at someone else's house.

Firstly, he was worried that if this familiar little boy became too enthusiastic with him, he would not be able to stand it; secondly, although the villa was big, there seemed to be only one room that could accommodate people, and he couldn't bear it either. The two of them couldn't help but politely prevaricate for a long time about "who sleeps in the bedroom and who sleeps in the living room".

But firstly, he seemed to have no other choice, and secondly, the boy didn't struggle with him on the matter of room allocation, but directly accepted his proposal to sleep in the living room.

Afterwards, the boy put on his earphones to listen to the music again, and did not bother Xia Zhiyan again; after drying the clothes in the washing machine, he took out a thin blanket from the room and put it on the sofa, and politely said "good night" to Xia Zhiyan "Go into the house and sleep.

This kind of decent distance and inadvertently just right care took care of Xia Zhiyan's emotions almost perfectly. Although he slept on the sofa in a strange living room, he didn't feel any discomfort and soon fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that maybe too many things happened during the day, and he didn't sleep well that night, as if he was having nightmares over and over again.

He didn't know whether it was in a dream or awake, but he always felt a pair of eyes staring at him passionately.

The burning gaze made him feel hot all over, and his throat hurt like it was about to smoke.

When he turned over and woke up from the nightmare, the sky outside the window was still dark, with only a glimmer of dawn in the dim light, he wondered if he had seen it wrong

Beside the sofa next to him, there was really a person squatting and kneeling on the ground, staring at him intently.

He took a closer look, and it turned out to be the boy who had already said "good night" to him and went into the room to sleep!

"what"

Before he had time to think about it, he instinctively swung his fist in the direction of the figure.

The author has something to say: I didn't come so late on purpose, I just wanted to change the update time to 6 pm, sorry sorry!

Don't worry, the little milk dog will not do bad things to our teacher Xia~~~

Finally, cherish life and stay away from PUA scumbags!