After helping the protagonist escape from the lunatic, I was targeted [Through the Book]

Shen Luyang stared at the sentence "Mom wants to see Xie Weihan" for ten seconds before realizing it belatedly.

Fucking misunderstood!

-Mom, I don't have that kind of relationship with Mr. Xie, it was because I was in a hurry that day.

Of course there is no pressure.

Kinda, exciting.

Seeing that he replied calmly, Ning Wanshu made a phone call.

Shen Luyang put on the earphones, ran to Xie Weihan's chair and sat down, then rubbed to the right, and explained to Ning Wanshu in the corner of the cat.

"Mom, that day was a special occasion. I was lazy—er, I couldn't get a car. Teacher Xie took me there."

"Baby, I know it's embarrassing to say this kind of thing, but you can't avoid your mother. At least let me know what the other person is, so I can rest assured."

Shen Luyang's neck was hot. When he was in junior high school, he didn't even hold his little hands. He didn't expect to work as an adult. Instead, he felt the embarrassment of being "caught puppy love" by his mother.

"Mom, really not," Shen Luyang couldn't help laughing, "I'll tell you when I'm in love, and I like pretty girls—"

Shen Luyang paused for a moment, and suddenly there was a flash of Mr. Xie sitting in his current position, looking at him intently with those narrow and beautiful eyes.

My heart was beating wildly, and I didn't say anything after that.

But Ning Wanshu heard it, and suddenly said: "Do you like girls? Mom knows a few beautiful women Oga, who are about the same age as you. Someday mom will send you the photos, can you take a look?"

The get out of class bell rang suddenly.

Shen Luyang's voice raised a little: "It's really unnecessary, Mom, I'm so busy with work now, and I don't have time to accompany her when I'm dating someone. Isn't that a delay?"

"Then how can it be delaying people?" Ning Wanshu said disapprovingly, "You each have jobs, although the distance is a bit far... If you are worried about this, I will ask your father to change jobs for you tomorrow. That's right, how can I delay my son's falling in love..."

Shen Luyang supported his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Mom, I'm really not in a hurry. Leave those beautiful Oga of yours to other lovers. Now I'm free from worldly desires and concentrate on teaching and educating people."

Seeing that his tone was firm, Ning Wanshu could only give up temporarily, and asked a few more questions with concern. Finally, she asked without giving up: "Aren't you and Xie Weihan really in love?"

"Mom! Teacher Xie and I are innocent..." Shen Luyang lowered his voice, thinking of something, and stopped her, "Mom, you can't take the lead in fabricating our scandal, your son will still find a wife in the future."

Ning Wanshu sighed regretfully when she heard the words: "Okay, mom is still thinking, if you like Xie Weihan, you can replace the bracelet that will be given to your wife with a wristwatch."

Shen Luyang couldn't help being happy: "You can give it to me first, I want to wear it too."

Ning Wanshu smiled for a long time, and agreed to all of them: "When the order is finished, I will ask the secretary to send it to you."

Shen Luyang urged worriedly: "Mom, you must explain to my dad that Teacher Xie and I are not in love."

Ning Wanshu agreed and hung up the phone.

Shen Luyang put down his phone, and suddenly saw a pair of familiar long legs from the corner of his eye, and he didn't know how long he had been standing aside.

He raised his head and bumped into a pair of smiling narrow eyes.

"Mr. Xie!" Shen Luyang stood up in a "chuckle", feeling guilty of being caught, "When did you come back?"

"Just now," Xie Weihan sat down on the chair, "were you on the phone with your mother?"

"Well," Shen Luyang squeezed the phone, still bent down beside him and whispered the truth, "Shen Zhenzhe complained to her, and told about the two of us... My mother misunderstood what happened at the tea house that day."

Fearing that Xie Weihan would be unhappy, he quickly explained: "Now she already understands our relationship, don't worry."

Xie Weihan lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment thoughtfully, and suddenly asked: "Then what is our relationship?"

What is our relationship.

Shen Luyang was stunned.

Yes, what is their relationship?

"Well, it's probably..." He scratched his hair, took out the result of his previous thinking, and tentatively said, "Beyond ordinary friends and become best friends, does it matter?"

Xie Weihan was noncommittal, just looked at him with a smile, his dark eyes made Shen Luyang feel that his answer was wrong.

But he didn't know the correct answer.

Shen Luyang had to talk about it from left to right, his eyes drifted, and he didn't know what he was talking about: "Mr. Xie, is your family urging marriage?"

Xie Weihan laughed, and asked back: "Your mother just urged you to fall in love?"

Shen Luyang nodded: "She may think that I don't go out every day in school, and I don't have a chance to see Oga..."

Xie Weihan's eyes moved slightly, and he changed the topic in a subtle way: "What kind of partner does Yang Yang like?"

Compared with boyfriend and girlfriend, the word partner is more than a little bit more formal.

Shen Luyang swallowed the words that came to his lips.

When he first wore the book, it was also in this position, because a picture of a beautiful woman in the original owner's collection was talking nonsense, and he told Xie Weihan that he liked the type of "big breasts and high heels".

Just now, he also wanted to tell Ning Wanshu that he likes beautiful girls, but he was forced to choke up before finishing the sentence.

He doesn't seem to like it that much anymore.

I used to pay more attention to photos of beautiful girls, and likes when I saw short videos, but recently... I don’t seem to pay attention?

He blinked blankly: "I also...don't know."

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and the teaching director Zhu Weifeng walked in, looked at them and said, "Go to the meeting in the third and fourth quarters in the afternoon, teachers, don't forget, you must be in place."

Jiang Nuanyu threw the pen directly and frowned: "What kind of meeting is it?"

Zhu Weifeng: "Recently we caught more than a dozen sophomores who fell in love with each other. The school is about to celebrate, and the school leaders are angry—"

Gong Wanjun took a sip of the hot milk and was busy with the meeting without touching the floor. She said unhappy, "Does the school leader want to tell us not to have an office romance? What kind of meeting do you want us to have?"

Zhu Weifeng: "..."

Can you let him finish his sentence.

Zong Weiqing is the head teacher, so she naturally pays more attention to this kind of matter than Teacher Ke Ren, and asked the point: "Director Zhu, is it a general meeting?"

Shen Luyang clearly saw Jiang Nuanyu throw away the pen he had just picked up.

Xie Weihan explained in his ear: "It is very long to write a summary after the meeting."

"Damn," Shen Luyang whispered in his ear, "What will happen if you don't write?"

Xie Weihan laughed, glanced at the unfathomable distance between the two, and said in a low voice, "Salary deduction."

Shen Luyang also wanted to throw the pen.

"All the teachers in the school are required to attend the meeting. In the auditorium, Principal Zhang and Deputy Director Li preside over it." Zhu Weifeng explained to Zong Weiqing.

Although the teachers in the science group were very angry, they still had reason. When Director Zhu went out and closed the door, they collectively burst into dissatisfaction with "Is there something wrong?"

Shen Luyang felt that Zhu Weifeng could hear it.

But Jiang Nuanyu and other qualified and powerful teachers don't care about these things. If there is something wrong, they say, if you criticize me, then I will "reason" with you.

Shen Luyang was very envious, remembering how much effort he had spent in catching Peng Jun out of Zhu Weifeng's hands, and finally got in the car and ran away.

The fifth period is physics class. After Shen Luyang finished his homework yesterday, there are still a few minutes left for get out of class to end.

Thinking of Director Zhu's words, Shen Luyang looked at this group of young and restless students who were making noise every day, put down the exercise book in his hand, leaned on the podium, and asked with a smile: "Did Teacher Zong tell you? We will go to a meeting later and discuss It's about your early love."

"I didn't say it, teacher, who fell in love early?"

"Then your news is a bit blocked," Shen Luyang knocked on the table, "Didn't you catch more than a dozen in a row? Don't we have any in our class?"

There was a burst of booing from below, and Shen Luyang looked around along the public line of sight, focusing on several couples.

But this is not necessarily accurate, like when he was in school, if the two of them talked a lot and gave a lot of sermons, they could say "childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts".

"Your eyes," Shen Luyang laughed, "Don't scare me, do you really have them in our class?"

There was another booing at the bottom.

Shen Luyang clapped his hands, and waited for his voice to weaken before saying: "Teacher, as someone who has experienced it, I will give you some advice, just a little bit."

"I really don't need to worry about things like falling in love. You have the time for puppy love to do more questions, get into a better university, and earn more money in the future—oh yes, it's so sweet to make money, what kind of love is it? .”

Xiang Lei yelled with a playful smile: "Isn't it too late after that? Teacher, I missed my fate and regretted it for the rest of my life."

"My God," Shen Luyang nodded his chin, "Student Xiang Lei said it well, it's a pity if you miss it."

"But there is another sentence, that is, what is yours is yours anyway, what is not yours is not yours if you give up the college entrance examination, and you are only a 'regret for life'."

"To be honest, 90.00% of the poignant love that can be called 'regret for a lifetime' are all made up."

Speaking of this, Shen Luyang cueed Zhan Dake's representative: "You give Zhan Jingmiao a pen, and she can make you cry in 10 minutes."

"Teacher, have you ever been in love early?"

Shen Luyang looked at the little fat man in the middle row who asked the question, and he spoke with a clear conscience: "No, I studied hard in high school, so I don't have time to do this."

"Then why is it still two thousand a month?"

Shen Luyang pointed at him: "Believe it or not, I cried on the spot."

Ban Li laughed.

Shen Luyang laughed along with them for a while, then lowered his head and asked Zhan Jingmiao: "By the way, how is the stage play in your class?"

Zhan Jingmiao said OK: "There is a small problem, and it is being resolved."

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the class immediately became agitated. Shen Luyang waved his hands handsomely: "Run, stubblers."

A large group of people rushed out of the class crying and howling.

Shen Luyang said to Zhan Jingmiao before leaving: "If you can't solve it, ask your teacher Zong, or ask me, it's fine."

Zhan Jingmiao nodded: "Good teacher Shen!"

Before the meeting, Shen Luyang saw that Jiang Nuanyu didn't bring anything, and felt that his actions of holding a pen and a notebook were a bit silly: "Mr. Jiang? Jiang Jiang? Don't you bring anything?"

Jiang Nuanyu looked world-weary, as if she was too lazy to walk: "Do you want to be asked?"

Shen Luyang let it go decisively.

Does the teacher meeting also have a question and answer session?Also let people live.

The auditorium of Lanjiang No. [-] Middle School is on the top floor of the second-grade teaching building. Shen Luyang feels that this place is arranged like a large movie theater, but the steps are not so high. Relatively speaking, it is easier to fish in the back row without being noticed.

He touched Xie Weihan's arm and lowered his voice: "Mr. Xie, let's sit there."

Xie Weihan followed his line of sight and saw the two innermost seats on the right side of the back row, which were very hidden.

Relying on his long legs, Shen Luyang walked quickly and easily occupied those two places. He sat inside, and Xie Weihan sat next to him.

Gong Wanjun was in the front row of them, she was stunned when she saw Xie Weihan: "Why is Teacher Xie here?"

Shen Luyang lay on the back of the chair that was a little higher in front, and asked casually: "Isn't it the grade meeting, Teacher Xie should be there too."

Gong Wanjun wanted to say something, but Jiang Nuanyu next to her interrupted her wearily: "Mr. Shen is here for the first time, and Mr. Xie is with me."

Gong Wanjun suddenly realized.

Shen Luyang didn't understand the two people's riddle, turned his head and asked Xie Weihan in a low voice: "What are they talking about? Why can't you come?"

Xie Weihan naturally leaned slightly, and the distance between the two suddenly shrunk to nothing, and Shen Luyang even felt his ear gently brushing Xie Weihan's face.

It's a bit cold, Xie Weihan's body temperature seems to be slightly cold all the time.

"I can't come to this kind of meeting."

"You have the privilege?"

"It is."

Shen Luyang was extremely envious: "If I teach in school for another five years, can I not come?"

The corners of Xie Weihan's lips curled imperceptibly, and he said playfully, "I don't have to come in the first year."

Shen Luyang was shocked, turned his head to look at him, and shouted in a low voice: "Mr. Xie, don't you need to write a summary yet?"

Xie Weihan nodded, and said flatly, "Yes, I have no experience in writing such things."

Shen Luyang clearly felt the vicissitudes of the teachers who came to the meeting, especially the teachers in the third grade. It is better to have this time to think about the students' grades than to do this.

Shen Luyang himself is also very urgent. He seldom plays with his mobile phone when he is in school, and he is more conscious than students in class. Apart from daily chatting, he reads the questions when he has time.

He needs to accumulate experience quickly and in large quantities.

"I don't want to come either," Shen Luyang said while posting to Xie Weihan, not noticing that the two of them were already leaning together, his eyes were full of anticipation, like a dog asking for a reward, he kept wagging his tail, "Mr. , can you take me to escape with you next time?"

Xie Weihan smiled lowly, and said casually: "I may deduct my salary."

Shen Luyang froze for a moment, and stepped back a little: "Then I'd better persevere, I think I can persevere."

Some people were already talking on the stage, and Shen Luyang listened to both ears. He mainly said that it was necessary to invite them to come. The construction of the school needs the joint efforts of all teachers. We must build a beautiful home together in harmony...

After listening to a few words, he didn't want to listen anymore, and couldn't relax, leaned over again, and whispered, "Mr. Xie, are you here with me this time?"

Xie Weihan said "Yes", and admitted it frankly.

Seen from the back, the two people are just a little close together, and from the front, they seem to be whispering - so this position is really well chosen.

Shen Luyang's heart was numb, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, calling him: "Thank you, teacher."

Xie Weihan tilted his head slightly, his thick ink-like pupils slightly reflected the light projected on the screen, like a soul-stirring mirror, luring ignorant people.

He chuckled, his magnetic voice pierced through the eardrums, trembling slightly: "What's the matter? Don't take notes?"

Shen Luyang glanced forward, no one noticed this corner, and an indescribable sense of mystery in his heart fermented infinitely.

No one can see it—the five words are like the devil's whisper, repeating in his mind over and over again.

This is your corner, just you.

Shen Luyang barely suppressed the voice in his heart, they were too close, and he could smell the faint scent of perfume at the tip of his nose, which was his favorite.Like a farmer who sees delicious apples and walks into the trap of poisonous snakes unconsciously...

He raised his hand, and the back of his hand accidentally touched the back of Xie Weihan's. The subtle touch followed this almost negligible touch, spreading and breeding...

He was stunned for a moment, and for some unknown reason, he suddenly grabbed Xie Weihan's hand tightly.

Shen Luyang lowered his head, and after a while, as if he came to his senses, he raised his head and looked at Xie Weihan who was caught by him.

The other party is leaning in the chair in an elegant and leisurely manner, with a dark coat that reaches to his knees, his straight shoulders are perfectly supported, and the proportion of his body with wide shoulders and narrow waist makes him look like a carefully carved sculpture Expensive statue, elegant and distant.

The cuff of the left hand held by Shen Luyang is wearing a beautiful brown leather watch. At this moment, Shen Luyang's wrist is touching the dial of the watch. The current travels down the wrist to the heart.

Suddenly, a spark that cannot be ignored...

Shen Luyang tried his best to control it, but his body was like a plant that had been drained of water, instantly burned into one piece, and was watered wet and sticky by the overwhelming waves... His Adam's apple rolled, looking at the other person's eyes was also infected color.

Xie Weihan looked at him calmly, with a gentle smile on his lips, as if Shen Luyang was the only one in this dark and hidden corner, quietly breeding the grass sprouts of desire, and growing wildly in the raging fire.

Shen Luyang took a deep breath, and the aroma of red wine invaded the brain almost instantly along the nasal cavity. With each breath, it clings to the blood vessels and swims to every restless cell in the body, and the tingling feeling spreads to the fingertips, the back of the neck, and the fundus of the eyes... …with a hangover red tide everywhere it passes.

The clear eyes were infiltrated by the deliberately poured wine, and Shen Luyang's amber eyes were covered with a layer of wet drunkenness, as if the holiness was pulled off the altar and pushed into hell, cruelly destroyed, played with, and pampered, from the inside While Outland Shapes…

As if Shen Luyang was drunk, he tightened his grip on Xie Weihan's hand, even breathing carefully.

What he desires the most in his heart is not just holding that slender and beautiful hand, he also wants to...

While gasping for breath, he inadvertently raised his eyes, and was caught off guard by a pair of thick ink-like thick eyes, like a piece of mint, which ambiguously stuck to Shen Luyang's lips, giving him a brief sobriety.

The feeling of flinching appeared not too late, and the hand that was gripping the other party subconsciously withdrew.

When the last bit of skin-to-skin contact was about to disappear, Xie Weihan's hand suddenly left.

The temperature of closeness quietly disappeared, and Shen Luyang felt an emptiness in his heart, like a balloon filled with water being punctured suddenly, leaving only an empty and broken body, eager to be filled again.

As if responding to his eager desire, the slender fingers tightly covered the back of Shen Luyang's hand.

Shen Luyang raised his shoulders indistinctly, and then lowered them.

The cool palm gently caressed for a while, and then lifted it up gently, leaving only a little, subtle contact with the fingertips.

The light, almost imperceptible force moved on the skin, leaving traces that could not be ignored. Shen Luyang was strangled by the numb stimulation, and couldn't help trembling.

The other hand clenched the armrest tightly, stretching the veins so hard that he was struggling with another impulse in his body. His rapid breathing was strangled in his throat, and he could only see signs of impatience from his rising and falling chest. .

Xie Weihan took everything into his eyes, and the corners of his dark red lips curled up in a trembling arc.

The slightly cool fingertips moved gently on the back of the hand, and slid to the wrist inadvertently. The touch was like the scales of a cold-blooded animal, smooth and rough, rubbing the delicate skin of the wrist, like frivolous kisses, tasted lightly...

Fingertips nimbly opened the sleeves of the sweater, greedily touching and sucking the warmer skin, until the other party couldn't help shivering away, as if crying for mercy.

Shen Luyang's arms trembled indistinctly, unable to bear the itching engraved into the marrow of his bones, he frowned slightly, opened his mouth, and tried to breathe.

But still couldn't relieve even a little bit, he couldn't help turning his arms over, pressing the hands in the cuffs that were stroking affectionately on the armrest.

Like a devil sealed in my heart.

He lowered his head slightly, panting silently in the gap he finally got, and his back was sweating from excitement.

The fingers in the sleeve moved, and the faint but stimulating touch made Shen Luyang have to use the other hand to press down on the arm to prevent it from moving.

There was a brief silence, when Shen Luyang breathed a sigh of relief, the surrounding air suddenly stopped for a moment.

It was like splitting another space that belonged to two people, and the S-class Alpha pheromone that was so thick that it was almost liquid overflowed instantly like a tide. With one breath, Shen Luyang's drunken eyes were wet, his Adam's apple was rolling, and he was longing for something. Keep swallowing saliva.

The fingers in the sleeve moved to the more sensitive inner skin when his whole body was trembling, and the fingertips skillfully kneaded the delicate place, and then cruelly left before the trembling became uncontrollable.

The scene in front of Shen Luyang was gradually covered with a layer of red wine-like mist, and his breath was full of sweet and intoxicating alcohol. He stretched out his legs, with the tip of his shoes against the wall on the left, and his thigh muscles were tense to an unimaginable degree.

The whole person lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and tried hard to resist, but it was still useless. He had to curl up with the man next to him, like a small boat seeking shelter in the stormy waves, and threw himself into the embrace of the storm in a dazed and naive manner.

In a dark corner, all the light is swallowed up, no one can find the S-class Alpha pheromone that is well controlled, it has drunk the ordinary Alpha in the corner to the point where his lips are slightly parted and his eyes are absent-minded.

Gong Wanjun suddenly turned her head slightly, lowered her voice and shouted: "Teacher Shen? Did you remember what you just said?"

Shen Luyang opened his eyes wide and wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the humming in his throat was about to overflow. He closed it in embarrassment, gritted his teeth, and pressed his arm on the finger that was hovering around his wrist, constantly tempting.

Xie Weihan looked at her as usual, and said in a low voice, "He fell asleep."

It was pitch black here, and Gong Wanjun could only vaguely see Shen Luyang bowed his head on Xie Weihan's shoulder through the unclear light of the screen, motionless, as if he had deserted because he couldn't listen.

Although they were just holding hands, Shen Luyang still hoped that Gong Wanjun would turn back quickly.

God does not fulfill one's wishes.

Gong Wanjun turned back again, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Xie, the auditorium is quite cold. Tell Mr. Shen not to sleep. It will be better if you catch a cold."

Shen Luyang hoped that Xie Weihan would say something, and let Gong Wanjun turn back.

But Xie Weihan actually stretched out his right hand that was not held by him, patted the back of his hand, and then interlocked his fingers in Gong Wanjun's insignificant visual blind spot.

Shen Luyang breathed suddenly, opened his mouth, trembling like a drowning patient.

The deep, ear-cracking voice was next to his ear, and he called him solemnly: "Mr. Shen?"

Shen Luyang wanted to turn his head to avoid it, but he couldn't move, like a piece of wet clothes, being roughly shaken off by someone to shake off the water... All the attention of the whole body was drawn away by the man beside him, his eyes were slack, his breathing was short , the voice gave a vague "hmm".

The corners of Xie Weihan's lips twitched calmly, his long and narrow eyes were full of lust, and when he raised them, they were replaced by the usual warmth. He looked at Gong Wanjun, signaling that he was awake.

Gong Wanjun turned back with confidence, thinking that the two teachers had such a good relationship, they had to rely on each other to sleep.

Shen Luyang's tense nerves were relaxed, and then he was tortured by another kind of tension, and the hands clasped with Xie Weihan's fingers became even stronger.

The muscles in the back were tense, the fingers were clenched tightly, and the whole body became a precarious bow.

He raised his head and leaned against Xie Weihan's ear, as if whispering, but his voice was hoarse and trembling, and his breath sprayed on his cold white skin, as if he was about to burn: "Mr. ?”

Xie Weihan squeezed his little finger gently, and asked with a low smile, "How much is some?"