My Professor Shen

Jiang Ling went back to the bedroom and randomly took a bottle of wine from the wine shelf. The wine was mixed with transparent ice cubes, and the coldness stimulated her tired nerves.She has never done much research on wine, whether she says she is reckless or pretends to understand, these expensive wines taste the same to her, and they are unpalatable.

Jiang Ling stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, her hair was still dripping, and she could see the balcony of Shen Qingchuan's house through the glass of the bedroom window.

I don't know how long it took, the lights in the distant room went out, and it was pitch black through the balcony.The evening wind was mixed with coolness, and the ice cubes in the cup had completely melted, and the diluted taste was not good. Jiang Ling still drank it in one gulp without changing expression, and reluctantly closed the curtain.

With fingers poking on the screen, the words in the group chat dialog box were typed and deleted, deleted and typed again and again.

[We met today. ] After much hesitation, Jiang Ling decided to send this message.

Lin Siyu who was the first to see the news suddenly sat up from the bed, because the movement of getting up was too large, the mask on his face fell on the quilt.

"Damn it, look at the group news." Lin Siyu hurriedly urged.

"What are you doing, you're busy." Xu Lai stared at the computer intently. The game interface on the screen was about to select a hero. This is a key factor for an excellent summoner to determine whether the game will be successful.

"Ah, so handsome, so handsome." Yang Xue is watching the new variety show that her idol participated in three times. For her, this time is the best time of the day.

"Jiang Ling's gossip, hurry up." Lin Siyu jumped up from the bed and threw the phone in front of the two of them.

At this moment, everyone in dormitory 607 was overwhelmed by Jiang Ling's news, and their thoughts of gossip had the upper hand.

[? 】Xu Lai sent a question mark, don't ask why, asking is cowardly.

【Last time you taught me. 】Jiang Ling pursed her lips and replied lightly.

[? ] Her 36 tricks for chasing people came out after a random search on the Internet. Jiang Ling actually did it, no matter what technical content was needed, people in love really have no IQ.

【What have you been doing? 】Lin Siyu couldn't wait to understand what happened.

Jiang Ling didn't want to reveal too much about Shen Qingchuan's private affairs, so she omitted some plots and picked up some important ones, especially focusing on the part of her cooking ginger soup. She felt that it was right to do so.

【So you didn't do anything. ] Yang Xue, who was eating melons at the side, hit the nail on the head and explained the crux of the matter.

[That's right, you didn't even ask for a WeChat. 】The computer on the table broadcast a bloody broadcast, and the loudspeaker on the outside was the intense and friendly communication of teammates. Xu Lai turned off the small speaker quickly with his eyes and hands, feeling very complicated.

There was no new news reminder in the lively group chat for a while.

【Um. 】

The unsloppy answer fit Jiang Ling's character very well, and Xu Lai seemed to see the tangled look on Jiang Ling's stinky face.

Jiang Ling poked Xu Lai's head, her lips turned white from biting, 【What should I do. 】

Xu Lai was the only one who knew the ins and outs of this matter.

[Did she recognize you? 】 Xu Lai was curious.

【No. 】Jiang Ling was very depressed, she wondered if Shen Qingchuan had completely forgotten herself.

[Then only Xu Xu can figure it out. 】Xu Lai pushed his glasses, the law of love, people like them who have never been in love have always understood the most thoroughly.

In the dim room, Jiang Ling was lying on the bed in a regular manner, the light reflected from the screen shone on her face until late at night.

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Perhaps the mood swings during the day were too great, Shen Qingchuan felt extremely exhausted, his head became groggy, and the clear heartbeat beat his eardrums one by one, his consciousness was clearer than during the day, and when he closed his eyes, everything appeared in front of him. It looks like Jiang Ling.

The most difficult thing about Jiang Ling's concentration on brushing her hair, her gentle appearance of cooking ginger soup, and her domineering appearance while holding an umbrella, is the indescribable night.

"Ah, I'm so annoying." Shen Qingchuan pulled the quilt over his head, and the sound of complaints coming through the quilt was muffled.

One hand kept rubbing under the pillow, and it was already 1 o'clock in the morning when the phone screen was turned on.Opened the address book and dialed back the first call.

Shen Qingchuan tapped his knuckles rhythmically, and the phone rang a few times before being picked up.

"Hi, hello, who are you looking for?" The woman on the other end of the phone spoke in a businesslike tone.

Shen Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, if it wasn't for this phone call, she would have almost forgotten that Lu Linshen is a star.

"I'm looking for Lu Linshen." Shen Qingchuan replied politely.

"Then wait a moment, Sister Lu has just had a night show, so I'll give her the phone right away." Lu Linshen's assistant, Ding Liao, had a smile on his face, but he was slandering himself in his heart.

It's already one o'clock in the morning, call our sister Lu, and note that it's some kind of baby Shen, maybe it's some kind of underground love affair.

"Sister Lu, your phone." The assistant handed the phone to Lu Linshen who had just sat down with inquisitive eyes. He had just finished the night scene, and he was still playing, not to mention how tired he was.

"Who is it?" Lu Lin was impatient, why are you looking for her at night.

"The note is Shen...Shen..." The note was too shameful, and the words choked on his lips.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

Ding Liao, who was standing by the side, was already in a turbulent heart. If she had only doubted it just now, she could basically confirm it now. Lu Linshen must be in a relationship.Look at this red face, still acting like a baby, and a woman opposite, Ding Liao felt that his career might be over.

Hearing Lu Linshen's strange voice, Jiang Ling's figure in Shen Qingchuan's mind gradually disappeared, and his mood improved a lot.

"It's so late, are you still filming?" Shen Qingchuan leaned against the head of the bed, out of politeness from a friend, he gave a symbolic concern to Lu Linshen who was still working.

"Last time I asked for leave to see you and delayed the process, so I can't make it up." Lu Linshen pouted at the side where Shen Qingchuan couldn't see.

Ding is already numb, hey, it turned out that the last time I asked for leave was to see the vixen, and I didn't take her with me to solve the case.

"Unexpectedly, Lu Linshen, are you a typical example of going home to inherit the family business without working hard?" Shen Qingchuan was amused by Lu Linshen's tone, and his mood improved a lot.

"Hmph, I'm a popular little flower, okay?" Lu Linshen's tail was about to go up into the sky.

Flirting in front of my face, shameless, bullying single dogs.Ding looked around and once again confirmed that there was no secret camera hidden in any corner.

"It's so late, why don't you go to sleep? Is your head hurting again?" Lu Linshen knew Shen Qingchuan's old problems, and he called her at such a late hour because he had nothing else to do except not being able to sleep.

Hey, I'm so concerned, boss, look at me, my head hurts now too!Ding Liao has automatically generated a little sweet article in his mind.

If you want to ask who knows her best, the first thing Shen Qingchuan thinks of is Lu Linshen, and as for her cheap father, I have to put it last.

"Well, it's okay." When the words came to his lips, Shen Qingchuan didn't know what to say, could he tell Lu Linshen that he slept with a child who was 12 years younger?

"Really?" Lu Lin was deeply suspicious, obviously not believing Shen Qingchuan's words.

"Did you go to see my mother today?" Shen Qingchuan always had a question in his heart that needed to be confirmed.

"I went to see our mother. I go every year." How could Lu Linshen forget such an important day.

Ding Liao was shocked. Has he already reached the point of meeting his parents?It's over, it's over, it's really gone this time.

"Hmm." It seemed that she was thinking too much, so she just said, there was no one else except Lu Linshen.

"But it was a little late when I went, and it was gloomy at night." It was raining everywhere today, if it wasn't for squeezing out such a little time to go to the cemetery, she wouldn't be so late and still in a hurry.

Shen Qingchuan was stunned, was it night, she had already returned by then, and Jiang Ling's figure reappeared in front of her eyes.

Jiang Ling, the cemetery, and chamomile, there is only one possibility.

Shen Qingchuan heard chattering voices from the phone, and Lu Linshen's voice suddenly approached and then moved away.

"Miss Shen, Sister Lu is going to make up some clips, and she is in a hurry, let me tell you." Ding Le's tone was much softer than before.

"Okay." Shen Qingchuan hung up the phone.

Hmph, the voice is nice, and I don't know what seduced our sister Lu.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingchuan became more awake, the light from the phone screen made her eyes hurt.

Ever since her mother committed suicide at the coming-of-age dinner, she had once closed her heart from communicating with the outside world. It was the teacher who couldn't see it and dragged her to the hospital.

Prolonged exposure to light and hunger strike caused her skin to be unhealthy and pale. Her height is close to 1.6 meters [-] and she weighs only [-] kg. .

"Stress disorder," the first time she heard the term from a doctor, was used to describe herself.Reactive depression, persistent arousal, paranoia, and detaining psychosis, she got it, she was psychotic in a nutshell.

When the mind is normal, there is no special reaction. Once it is emotional, I have to rely on drugs all night to fall asleep.

Shen Qingchuan didn't turn on the light, he accurately touched the white medicine bottle by the bed, and quickly poured a white pill. The water glass by the bed was empty, so he didn't bother to get up to pour water, so he chewed and swallowed it dryly.

Swallowing a mouthful of secretions to moisten her throat, Jiang Ling's clothes were still on her bedside.

The woman was lying sideways on the bed, her face was buried in the black clothes, her lungs were full of familiar smells, and her fingertips were familiar with the temperature. The warmth dispelled the coldness of the rainy night.

It was as if a heavy stone had been pressed against the chest, and the sequelae brought about by stability was that the brain was overexcited, and after being quiet, only tiredness and blankness remained.