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Even if it is an anonymous text message without any notes from the sender, Wen Tian can still recognize who he is.

Warm and soft lips slowly spit out a hot mist, Wen Tian almost used all his strength to barely stand still.

As before, he skillfully deleted text messages, blocked numbers, and turned off the phone, but he knew it was useless, that person would always harass him in unexpected ways.

Wen Tian paused for several seconds, then slowly put away the terminal and walked into the teaching building.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the class, he hesitated in place.

You can sit in on the theoretical class, but in the past, except for the compulsory students, almost no idlers were willing to come, but today it is uncharacteristically, before the class time, the vacant seats in the classroom are almost full.

The students sitting in the seats looked at the same place almost once every few seconds, Wen Tian frowned and looked over.

Standing on the podium was not the original teacher, but a young man.The man was wearing a brown coffee-colored shirt, with a dignified temperament, elegant and stable, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people the illusion of affection.

Wen Tian shivered uncontrollably when he met the man's gentle gaze.

It was Shen Zhixu.

But it shouldn't be him. At this time, Shen Zhixu should be busy with complicated affairs in the secretary's office, instead of standing calmly on the podium and looking at him.

Soon, his question was answered, and a wave of fanatical students poured into the door——

"Ah, I heard that Secretary Shen will come to substitute for a month, so I rushed here from the dormitory early."

"To tell you the truth, me too."

"Secretary Shen is so gentle, why is she so good at fishing!"

Shen Zhixu on the podium seemed to have heard it, turned his head and gave them a polite smile, as if he was humbled by their praise, this smile caused even more frantic screams.

Wen Tian: "..."

Sometimes, even Wen Tian couldn't help admiring Shen Zhixu's ability to pretend.Natural, real, natural, as if he really was that perfect.

Wen Tian glanced at the students who kept pouring into the classroom, and couldn't help but think, if they knew Shen Zhixu's true face, they would probably all be frightened crazy.

If you have to miss a class, credits will be deducted.

Wen Tian has an obedient personality and can't do the thing of skipping class. He hesitated for a few seconds and walked into the classroom, and chose a hidden seat to sit down.

The content of this class is to talk about the structure of high-end mechas. Shen Zhixu is halfway through the lecture, and wants to show everyone the general's mecha arm.

Shen Zhixu tapped the arm of the mecha, raised his lips to the students below, and asked with a smile, "Is there anyone willing to lift it for me?"

As soon as the words fell, countless hands were raised underneath. No one wanted to miss the opportunity to get in close contact with Secretary Shen.Human beings blindly pursue beautiful things, even if it is honey wrapped in arsenic, there will be a lot of people flocking to it.

"Then you." Shen Zhixu's thin fingertips seemed hesitant to turn around, and finally stopped on Wen Tian.

Wen Tian: "..." He didn't raise his hand at all, okay?

All eyes from all directions gathered, Wen Tian walked up reluctantly, holding the arm of the mecha in his thin arms, and slowly raised it.

"This way everyone can't see it," Shen Zhixu said softly, "Stand a little further forward."

...Why so many things.

Wen Tian muttered something softly, but obediently stood a little forward.

Immediately after he felt something tripped under his feet, the arm of the mecha in his hand slipped out, fell to the ground and immediately broke a small piece, exposing the intricate wires inside.

Wen Tian was stunned, staring blankly at the broken piece of machinery. After a few seconds, he heard whispers coming from below.

"He broke the Admiral's mech arm, he's screwed."

"How can Omega be so useless that you can't even hold an arm steady..."

"What do you mean, don't sit around if you have a brain."

Wen Tian could feel Shen Zhixu's eyes fixed on him with interest, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Give it to me, I'll take it back and repair it."

Shen Zhixu seemed a little embarrassed: "The admiral will take it back tomorrow, and you have to fix it before then, can you?"

Wen Tian muffledly said "Yes", took the arm of the mecha, and sat back on the seat.

The corners of Shen Zhixu's lips curled up, he gave Wen Tian a playful look, and coughed to signal everyone to look away.

In the second half of the class, perhaps because he was not stared at by so many eyes, Wen Tian's brain cleared up a lot, and he also realized what was overlooked.

This is the Admiral's mech arm.

Anyway, it is the general's configuration, even if it is dropped, how could it be broken so easily?And the material used is not fragile at all.

There is only one possibility, the arm of the mecha is inherently broken.

Thinking of this, Wen Tian was sulking throughout the class, and walked outside with his mech arm in his arms after class.

After walking around the corner, he was grabbed by Shen Zhixu's strong hand: "Why are you walking so fast?"

Wen Tian was so angry that his cheeks flushed a little, he licked his lower lip, and raised his voice and said, "Let me go."

Shen Zhixu let go as he wished, and looked down at him from above, with a haughty expression: "Why is your expression so wronged, why don't you ask me to repair the mecha for you?"

"No need." Wen Tian pursed his lips, he didn't want to refuse, he didn't want to have anything to do with Shen Zhixu.

"The rumors are so fierce outside, I don't believe you don't know what kind of person the new general is." Shen Zhixu said darkly, "If he knows that you broke the arm of the mecha, do you think he will let you go?"

"you are wrong."

Wen Tian's pure and lustful pretty face was a little angry at this moment: "It was you who broke the arm of the mecha, not me."

It was Shen Zhixu who broke the arm of the mecha ahead of time and wanted to plant it on Wen Tian. He has done such childish things before.

Shen Zhixu did not refute him, but raised the corners of his lips mockingly: "People's eyes are narrow, and they only believe what they see. Now there is no one else, so you don't have to be brave, as long as you beg me, I will find you right away." The best mech restorer."

"No need," Wen Tian whispered, "I can fix it myself."

As if hearing some joke, Shen Zhixu almost put the word absurd on his face, "You know how to cultivate? You don't need to say such things just to lie to me."

Wen Tian frowned: "I didn't lie to you, I was originally from the Mecha Division."

It was impossible for Shen Zhixu to believe it, he only thought Wen Tian was speaking in anger, and said impatiently: "Even if you know how to repair it, can you guarantee that it will be as good as before? The general will take back the mech tomorrow, do you want me or not. "

Wen Tian: "No."

Shen Zhixu smiled angrily: "Then you just wait to die."

Wen Tian didn't bother to talk to him any more, and left with his arm in his arms. After the afternoon class, he didn't stay for a moment, and returned home in a little haste.

Wen Tian changed clothes after returning home.

He always dressed casually at home, wearing a loose white T, which was loosely covered on the sunken and slippery waist, and his knees were slightly pink under the knee-length shorts.

Wen Tian took out a can of iced drink from the refrigerator, and sat on the sofa with his legs curled up. Because he was too absorbed in thinking about the problem, he kept biting the straw with his snowy teeth, leaving staggered tooth marks on it.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Wen Tian finally came back to his senses, and put the arm of the mecha that he had been looking at for a long time on the coffee table, and his terminal lit up at this time.

Unknown who sent him several photos, Wen Tian unlocked the screen in doubt, and clicked on the message.

When seeing the photo on the screen clearly, Wen Tian shook his hands, opened his eyes wide suddenly, and his cheeks slowly flushed.

Those were several photos of Wen Tian in the bathroom.

Wen Tian remembered that time, when he had just taken a shower, he hadn't even finished his clothes, and his knees were covered in pale pink that had been steamed by the heat.

The photographer seemed to choose the angle boldly and frivolously, as if on purpose. Wen Tian's cheeks were so red that he couldn't even hold the communicator firmly.

The other party seemed to notice Wen Tian's strangeness, and sent a few more words.

[What are you pretending to be, don't you usually use this method to seduce men? 】

[Whether you are at home or outside, you are wearing so little clothes, causing a bunch of men to look at you obscenely, it is too flirtatious. 】

Wen Tian: "..."

He wasn't as revealing as the other party said. It's summer now, and it's normal to wear short sleeves. He doesn't like fancy clothes, so the short sleeves he wears don't even have extra patterns.

Wen Tian bit his lip, with annoyance of being bullied on his face, he was so angry that he directly opened the dialing page, and without even thinking about pressing the first number, the other party sent another message.

[I know where you live, the name of the community, the building number, and the unit number. As long as I want, I can find you at any time.So don't do unnecessary things. 】

He was referring to calling the police.

Wen Tian calmed down, a feeling of coolness welled up in his chest.

He really couldn't call the police. The other party knew him well. If he called the police, the other party might arrive faster than the police.

【So scared?Your hands are shaking with fear. 】

Wen Tian's lips were pale, and he was thinking with little spare time, what method did the other party use to take these photos?

Did he pry his anti-theft door after he went out, and carefully arrange his room without his knowledge.

Judging from the photos from various angles sent by the other party, there are more than one pinhole cameras used for peeping. Wen Tian doesn't know where the other party has installed them.

Maybe under the couch.

Maybe it was in the courier box that was delivered a few days ago and hadn't had time to throw away.

Or maybe it was in a hidden corner that he never thought of.

It seems to be everywhere.

The screen lights up one after another, and you don't need to look to know that they are all Wen Tian's photos.

The person on the other end of the text message might be looking at Wen Tian, ​​taking pleasure in his panicked reaction.

Wen Tian's head was dizzy, and he could hardly think about the problem. He was terribly afraid, and he didn't want to stay in this place where people were watching him for a second.

He picked up the communicator, opened the door and wanted to run out to call the police, but he hesitated when he reached the door.In case his communicator is also installed with a tracker, doing so is tantamount to asking for death.

So in the end, he didn't bring anything, and ran out of the house in a hurry.

At two or three o'clock in the morning, there was almost no one on the street.

Wen Tian walked for an unknown amount of time, when he suddenly saw a car parked at the entrance of a luxury hotel not far away.

A tall man got out of the car, and a bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the frozen blood on his cheeks and the gun/gun pinned to his waist.

The skin and flesh on the man's right arm were rotten, dripping blood, and the eyes under the black hair were indifferent and full of hostility, like a wolf eating flesh and blood.

But Wen Tian was far away, his line of sight was just blocked by the car, and he could only see the man's broad back.As if he had found a life-saving straw, he rushed to meet him and blocked the man's way.

"You, hello."

The man looked down at him.

Wen Tian exhaled carefully, her beautiful eyes were flushed, and her eyelashes were wetted into several clusters by the steam, which aroused more sadistic desires on that pure face.

Wen Tian held his breath intermittently, endured the aggrieved cry, and begged in a low voice: "Can you call the police for me?"

After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips tightly, waiting for the man's reply.

But the man just closed his eyelids and stared at his face, he didn't speak for a long time, and he opened his mouth after a while.

"Why do you wear so little?"

Wen Tian was stunned for a moment, raised his head in a daze, and met the expressionless man.

It's Jiang Jing.