What bad thoughts does the little milk dog have?

Argument 10

The basketball court is a place full of youth for college boys. This is a landscape filled with hormonal atmosphere on the college campus. Regardless of their appearance, boys who love sports are always full of sunshine, which is an attractive aura.

If it is a good-looking boy sports, it will be more attractive.

"Aww, Fu Xingran is so handsome."

"Sure enough, good looks are king. I won't be hungry just by looking at this face. Otherwise, how could I stop to admire it with me as a cook?"

"Are you going to ask for a contact information?"

"I don't dare, Fu Xingran is not easy to get close to, he is the type who can only watch from a distance but not play with it."

"I seem to have heard that Fu Xingran gets along with his roommates, but they often play together. Do you think this is strange?"

"Haha, strange? Yes, the people in their dormitory all have a weird CP feeling. The cold Fu Xingran, the irritable Zhuo Yi, the academic god Zhao Ziyi, and the academic scumbag Mo Zhe, in one word, absolutely. "

Su Lixu came down from the teaching building to go back to his consultation room, just passing by the basketball court, and inadvertently saw a familiar figure, it was Fu Xingran, and his pace slowed down involuntarily.

Fu Xingran, who is playing ball, is dazzling and handsome. A simple white T-shirt and black cropped pants can exude his youthful and youthful charm without hesitation.

Although the hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, it didn't affect his appearance in the slightest, but it made people feel that the boy who was soaked in sweat during exercise was particularly attractive.

And the milky white skin is very conspicuous among a group of boys.

The state of exercise also makes people feel that this is a patient suffering from borderline personality disorder. It can only be said that Fu Xingran has made progress, especially in social aspects, at least he does not reject the collective environment as he used to .

And it seems that they can live as before without contacting Fu Xingran, on the contrary, they won't be as squeamish as they were in front of him.

It's been a week, and this guy hasn't always appeared in front of him as usual.

When Su Lixu thinks about it carefully, it seems to be expected. After all, he and Fu Xingran used to have a doctor-patient relationship. The only thing they can be involved in now is this relationship. Now it is just an ordinary substitute teacher and a student. relation.

Moreover, Fu Xingran is a child with strong self-esteem. He criticized Fu Xingran that night, but he didn't look for him after that. It seems that this guy has resentment in his heart.

How squeamish.

Withdrawing his gaze, he took the book and walked towards his consulting room.

Fu Xingran, who was playing basketball, caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. He was pretending to dribble the ball over others to shoot, but he got distracted and threw the ball directly on his roommate Zhuo Yi's ass.

"Damn!! Fu Xingran, you are an actor!" Zhuo Yi was caught off guard by being hit in the ass, and looked at Fu Xingran who stopped suddenly in shock, bent down and picked up the basketball and threw it back at Fu Xingran: "You played well What the hell are you doing!"

Fu Xingran stared blankly at the figure that was fading away, and was caught off guard by the basketball and hit him in the abdomen. Although it hurt a little, he didn't have time to take care of it, because he hadn't contacted Su Lixu for a week.

He did it on purpose.

After leaving Su Lixu's house that day, he didn't take the initiative to contact him. Although he accepted Su Lixu's criticism that day, he still felt a little wronged.Although Su Lixu left breakfast for him when he woke up the next day, he felt a little sweet in his heart, but he still felt that it was not enough.

Then he thought of a way to ignore Su Lixu.

In addition, there is no Su Lixu's class these few days, so he can't see Su Lixu, and he also feels that it would be a bit embarrassing for him to peek at Su Lixu's class.He has been lingering in such emotions for the past few days. He feels that he is wrong, but he also feels that he is right.He felt that he was not wronged, but he felt a little wronged.

After countless times of self-directing and acting in his mind, a week has passed, and he never thought that Su Lixu had no intention of contacting him at all.Those methods are useless at all. It is said that as long as you have been pestering someone before and suddenly stop pestering one day, that person will not get used to it.

As a result, it made him suffer even more, plus the suffering of thinking about it day and night, the suffering of tossing and turning, the suffering of embracing Su Lixu after sleeping, and the suffering of the sweetness in his lips.

He thought he could bear it for a while, but after seeing Su Lixu's figure, he found that he couldn't bear it anymore.

He is going to find Su Lixu now.

"Zhuo Yi, do you hate me?" Fu Xingran bent down to pick up the ball, turned around and looked at Zhuo Yi.

Zhuo Yi sneered, "You asked the question knowingly."

"Smash me." Fu Xingran walked towards Zhuo Yi and handed him the ball, with a serious expression: "Hit me hard, hit me as you like."

Zhuo Yi: "...you are really crazy." After speaking, he took back his ball and turned to leave: "Stop playing, go to eat."

Fu Xingran pressed his hand on the spot on his abdomen that was hit just now, lifted his clothes and looked down, ignoring the girl's exclamation, he saw the red spot on his abdomen that was hit by the ball just now Location.

That is, it was a little red, not blue or purple, and it disappeared after a while if the injury was not serious enough.

"Fu Xingran, what are you doing?" Mo Zhe wiped his sweat with his collar, walked to Fu Xingran's side and asked doubtfully, "Suddenly it's weird, but it's true that you've been extraordinarily weird these days, and you've played the ball well. What are you in a daze for?"

"Do you think I'm seriously injured?" Fu Xingran asked, pointing to the red spot on his abdomen.

Mo Zhe: "..." He really couldn't keep up with Fu Xingran's brain circuit, so he smiled awkwardly and politely: "The injury is minor."

"That's right." Fu Xingran thought to himself that it was indeed too light, otherwise how could he make his brother feel sorry for him: "Then can you hit me a few times?"

Mo Zhe: "...I'm hungry, let's eat first." After speaking, he turned and chased after Zhuo Yi: "Wait for me to eat together!!!"

Fu Xingran went to the basket and took his bag, still thinking about how to find a more logical excuse to find Su Lixu, when he was about to leave, he heard a voice from beside him.

"Is that screensaver on your phone Mr. Su?"

Fu Xingran paused, and looked sideways at Zhao Xunyi: "Squad leader, are you gossiping too?"

"It seems so." Zhao Ziyi thought of the excited way that Fu Xingran held himself down to find Teacher Su that day: "So Teacher Su is the boyfriend you said you have dated for four years?"

Maybe it was because the word "boyfriend" was satisfying, and there was still self-esteem at work, Fu Xingran pretended to be indifferent and replied: "Yes."

"Then why have you been dumped these days, as if you were broken in love?"

Fu Xingran's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at Zhao Xunyi quietly: "How could I be dumped, he loves me so much." After speaking, he turned and left, he couldn't do it, he had to go to Su Lixu immediately.

Zhao Xunyi: "..." Who can bear this arrogance.

The psychological consultation room plays melodious and soothing classical music, and the faint aroma of coffee permeates the air.

Su Lixu made himself a cup of coffee, and felt relieved when he thought that this morning's class was over, so he stood in front of the window and drank his coffee while watching the hurrying people downstairs rushing towards the cafeteria.

As expected, he still likes the atmosphere and environment of the campus, which is simple and uncertain with the students. Getting more contact with young people will help him in this area of ​​research, which is still different from the front-line working atmosphere in the hospital.

But that doesn't mean hospital visits are bad.

It's just that everyone has their own needs and like-mindedness.

knock knock --

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the consulting room, and he turned sideways, with a strange expression in his eyes, why did someone come to him now.Put down the coffee and sit on the armchair:

"Please come in."

The door of the consulting room was pushed open, and before he saw anyone, he heard a familiar voice.

"Mr. Su..."

The door was ajar, and the aggrieved voice came in first, as well as the hand holding the door frame.

There was a half-smile in Su Lixu's eyes, he didn't realize that his posture was relaxed a little, he picked up the coffee and took a sip: "Why don't you come in?"

"Are you free now?" Fu Xingran cautiously poked his head in.

Su Lixu saw that Fu Xingran was sweating profusely. It was obvious that he came over just after playing. He put down his coffee, lowered his eyes and smiled, "Well, I'm going to take a lunch break."

Fu Xingran obviously didn't expect Su Lixu to answer this way, he was stunned for a while, and forgot the words he had thought up for a while: "Then I... I, can I take a lunch break with you, Teacher Su?"

Su Lixu couldn't help laughing: "Are you sure?"

Seeing Su Lixu smile, Fu Xingran's heart, which had been empty for a few days, instantly filled up. He hurried in and closed the door behind his back: "Actually, I have a question and want to consult Dr. Su."

With a "click", the door was locked by the way.

When Su Lixu heard that the doors were locked, such a domineering consultation made him at a loss for what to say: "Then come and sit down."

If it is an active consultation, this is naturally a good thing.

Fu Xingran's eyes were filled with joy when he heard Su Lixu invited him to sit down, the bitterness of lovesickness these days seems to have subsided a bit.

"I'm in a bit of pain right now." He said and sat opposite Su Lixu, staring at him closely.

"Painful? Have you encountered any problems?" Su Lixu said as he pushed the tissue box on the table in front of Fu Xingran, seeing that the hair on his forehead was all covered: "Wipe off the sweat first."

Fu Xingran didn't take a tissue, he habitually pulled his collar to wipe his sweat casually, and when he pulled it up, he inadvertently revealed his firm and white waist.

Su Lixu silently looked away.

The kids are growing up so well now.

"I feel a little uncomfortable." After wiping his sweat, Fu Xingran put his hands on the table and looked at Su Lixu with his chin in his hands, his tone was sullen.

"Then can you tell me what kind of discomfort it is?" Su Lixu was stunned for a moment, looking at Fu Xingran's obedient chin-supporting posture, his voice was muffled, his eyes were looking at himself eagerly, the corners of his lips Couldn't hold back the sinking.

Too much like a milk dog.

"I'm a little afraid to say."

Su Lixu seemed to hear Fu Xingran's cautiousness, he said gently: "Then think about it calmly, I can wait for you."

I don't know how long it took.

Fu Xingran put his hand on the edge of the table, rubbing the corner of the table with his fingertips, he pondered for a few seconds before he said: "Brother, I think I might be sick."

Su Lixu was stunned.

"He lingers in my mind. His appearance, his tenderness, and his temperature all make me miss him all the time. But I don't know his thoughts, but I feel that he is close at hand and within reach. But I feel that this kind of closeness can only get his people, not his heart."

Su Lixu originally thought that Fu Xingran realized something by himself, but he didn't expect that Fu Xingran would come to ask him emotional questions.

"I want to lock him up, and I know I'm wrong, but I can't help but think about one thing."

Su Lixu frowned when he heard this dangerous answer, and when he was facing Fu Xingran, he ran straight into his line of sight, feeling for a moment that he was going to be swallowed by this overly hot gaze:

"……what?"

"I want to hurt him."