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The feeling of lips touching lips is strange.

I don't know if it was because of the lack of oxygen in his brain from being kissed, Han Yi felt that he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and his feet became light.

The chest seemed to be stuffed with some strange things, sore and swollen, filled to the brim.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the transparent saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

When he raised his head again to meet Yan Jiwen's gaze, Han Yi couldn't be as calm and unhurried as before, an excited heart thumped under his skin like thunder.

At this moment, he finally realized that he was really talking about a love affair between two people.

This feeling is quite real and can be seen and touched. The concept of "love", which was once ambiguous in the past, has become more and more clear.

Han Yi has been very quiet, Yan Jiwen was worried that he thought his kissing skills were not good, and it was difficult to ask such things, so he had to beat around the bush and say, "Why don't you talk?"

"No, I'm just thinking, I can't easily make male college students angry in the future, or I will overturn."

Yan Jiwen plucked his hair helplessly, and explained to him: "I'm not angry with you."

"I know." Han Yi's eyes were bent into a crescent shape, he stretched out his hands, and carelessly stroked Yan Jiwen's head twice as if to appease a large animal.

Yan Jiwen didn't like being touched on the head by others, but the object was Mr. Han, so he had to endure the humiliation.

But he still couldn't help muttering: "Why are you acting like a puppy, you really made me a little wolf dog back then?!"

Han Yi smiled and said, "You are not like a little wolf dog, but to me, you are more like a one-year-old horse."

Yearlings are those horses that have just turned one year old, and they are always kept separate.

To use an analogy, a yearling horse is like puberty in humans.

Horses in this age group have uncertain temperament, do not know the heights of the sky and the earth, and are difficult to restrain, but they are full of vigor and vitality, no different from unruly teenagers in their teens and 20s.

Handling a yearling horse is often a physically and mentally exhausting job, and the employees of Fanxing Ranch are very afraid of dealing with them.

Sometimes, Han Yi feels that Yan Jiwen's personality is very similar to that of a yearling horse, sometimes he is enthusiastic and bold, and sometimes at a certain inadvertent moment, he will reveal his unique youthfulness and awkwardness.

Year-old Ma is so cute, but classmate Yan is even cuter.

Hey!

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The National Day holiday ended in a blink of an eye, and when I returned to school after the holiday, the teachers and classmates hadn't recovered from the idle state of the holiday.

Han Yi also finally realized why after falling in love, time is not enough.

The teachers of the School of Veterinary Medicine had a collective meeting in the afternoon, and Han Yi went to the cafeteria to have lunch and planned to go back to the office to rest.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw several teachers chatting excitedly together.

Han Yi also likes to listen to gossip, so he smiled and went to the melon field: "What are you talking about?"

Teacher Shangguan always talked the most. Hearing Han Yi's question, he immediately said: "We are talking about the relationship between the professor of economics and management at XX University next door and the female student in his class. Teacher Han, have you heard of it before?" ?”

Han Yi shook his head.

Teacher Shangguan: "Those two people not only had a teacher-student relationship, but also became pregnant before they were married. They were discovered by the school leaders later, and now it is spreading everywhere. XX University is now discussing how to punish them."

Han Yi asked: "Did that professor cheat in this marriage?"

Teacher Xiao Zhou next to him interjected: "No, he is single and quite young."

Han Yi: "Everyone is an adult, and they are in love with each other. Is there a problem?"

The oldest teacher in the office, Mr. Yang, disagreed: "That's not the way to say it. One is a working teacher and the other is a student. The relationship between teachers and students will definitely affect the image of a university. Now the scope of public opinion is affected. It’s so big, if it gets out, it might lower the school’s enrollment rate.”

Everyone has different opinions on the relationship between teachers and students, and most people say they don't advocate it.

Teacher-student love or something, don't you experience it now?

Teacher Shangguan suddenly asked: "Mr. Han, do you support or oppose?"

"Ah? Me? I..." It seems that you can't casually express your opinions in this kind of situation, Han Yi decisively chose to pee, "I seem to drink too much water, go to the toilet first !"

......

Yan Jiwen didn't have class in the afternoon, and all his roommates ran out to mess around, and only he and Gao Hang stayed in the dormitory.

Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I just turn on the computer and do some English exercises for a while.

Gao Hang hugged a pillow and rolled on the bed boredly: "Hey, why does everyone have a show, and the two of us are alone?"

"Why don't you go with your girlfriend?" Yan Jiwen asked him. If I remember correctly, Xiao Yu's class only had one class this afternoon.

"She's going to work in the equestrian club today." Gao Hang jumped up from the bed, went to Yan Jiwen, and sat down on the chair. Several guys!"

"No time, didn't you see that I was doing the problem?" Yan Jiwen stared at the computer screen without squinting.

"What questions? Did the professor assign homework today?" Gao Hang leaned over to take a look, and the dense English words on the screen made him dizzy.

Yan Jiwen: "I signed up for the CET-[-]."

Gao Hang's first reaction was: "You also want to participate in the Starry Project? It's too late this year, wait until next year."

Yan Jiwen grasped the final point: "There will be more next year?"

Gao Hang: "That's right, I heard from Xiaoyu that the recruitment response of this phase of the Starry Project was too enthusiastic, which greatly exceeded the organizer's expectations, but because the number of places prepared in advance was too small, many people could not apply, so the organizer decided to Increase the number of recruitment periods, and those who fail to apply this year will still have a chance next year."

Isn't that hopeful?

Yan Jiwen was secretly happy, and decided to increase the amount of questions written today.

Gao Hang couldn't find anyone to accompany him to play black games, so he lay down on the desk uninterestedly and played the mobile game of collecting cards.

Yan Jiwen glanced at him inadvertently, the phone screen was full of handsome guys, and at first glance, it was a female-oriented game, which was not like Gao Hang's usual style of playing games.

Yan Jiwen: "You also like to play with this kind of thing?"

"Of course not!" Gao Hang seemed afraid of being misunderstood by Yan Jiwen, so he quickly clarified for himself, "I'm helping Xiao Yu go online with a task."

Yan Jiwen remembered the game Han Yi mentioned before, and asked, "Is it called "Invincible Triple Crown"?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Gao Hang complained, "Actually, I don't know what's so fun about it. I keep doing tasks every day to save energy. Xiaoyu has no time to go online recently. I'm helping her. Now the liver is almost gone."

I remember that when I went to the library last time, Han Yi mentioned the horse named "Silver Moon Hurricane" to him.

Yan Jiwen opened the browser and searched, followed the link and clicked on a post on the game forum.

Some players sorted out the collected information about "Silver Moon Hurricane".

The original horse owner of "Silver Moon Hurricane" was named Ye Pingdai, and it was brought to China from Hokkaido by the horse owner around the beginning of 2000.

The horse racing industry in China has always been in a blank state. Ye Pingdai is very optimistic about this market and hopes to seize the opportunity.

However, due to his lack of understanding of China's national conditions and policies, Ye Ping's contemporary estimates had serious deviations. The horse racing project has not made any progress, and he finally had to choose to give up.

Because our country belongs to the horse epidemic area, once the imported thoroughbred horses come in, they can no longer be transported out. That is why Ye Pingdai transferred the "Silver Moon Hurricane" to other horse owners before returning to China. .

At present, there is no complete thoroughbred horse information registration system in China, and the information about "Silver Moon Hurricane" that can be found on the Internet has been stuck in ten years ago.

According to the records, it was bought by a horse owner named Zhang Juncheng in Inner Mongolia. Since then, all clues have been completely cut off.

In order to understand the current condition of the horse, Han Yi asked many people in the circle from the Chinese Horse Association, but he failed to find the whereabouts of "Hurricane Silver Moon".

Horse owners in Inner Mongolia...

Yan Jiwen was thoughtful.

Their family has an animal husbandry business in Inner Mongolia, maybe Yan Guohua will know something.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Yan Jiwen sent a message to his father, asking him if he knew a man named Zhang Juncheng.

Yan Guohua didn't like typing, so he called Yan Jiwen back immediately after receiving the WeChat message.

"Why did you suddenly ask this person?"

Yan Jiwen briefly told him the context of the matter.

"Well, I know Zhang Juncheng. He was my former high school classmate, but he may not be the same person as you mentioned, and he may have the same name."

Yan Guohua was very happy to help Mr. Han with this favor, so he readily agreed, but he hadn't contacted his old classmate for a long time, so he had to spend some time looking for it.

Unexpectedly, there was really something going on, Yan Jiwen felt that he was lucky, and after hanging up, he planned to send a WeChat message to Han Yi.

But after thinking about it, I decided to say it in person so that I could appreciate Teacher Han's joyful expression.

He deleted the few lines he just typed and asked, "When will the meeting be over?"

Teacher Han must be fishing for fish in a meeting, and he replied in seconds after receiving the message: It should be almost there.

There was a sound of laughter and noise from the corridor outside the dormitory. It was Yan Jiwen's roommates who came back with a large bag of souvenirs.

These guys went to the reservoir to ride bicycles in the afternoon, and went to the orchard to pick pomegranates along the way, and reserved Yan Jiwen and Gao Hang's share.

Yan Jiwen picked two heavy, bright red pomegranates from his bag, put them into his schoolbag, put on his shoes and trotted out the door.

Gao Hang poked his head out of the balcony, pointed at Yan Jiwen who was leaving in a hurry downstairs, and asked the others: "Do you think he's a bit weird recently?"

Roommates said: "Isn't he the same as usual?"

Gao Hang's love radar is sharper than before: "Of course not, that kid is definitely in love. Didn't you see how anxious he was when he picked up the pomegranate and rushed out? He must be giving food to his partner."

The few roommates were very nervous, so they just listened to Gao Hang's words casually, and after listening, they all took out their mobile phones and started playing games.

When Yan Jiwen came to the teacher's building of the Veterinary College, Han Yi hadn't finished the meeting yet.

He paced back and forth in the lobby on the first floor, really bored waiting, took out the pomegranate in his schoolbag and tossed it to play.

About ten minutes later, a group of teachers walked down the stairs holding teaching materials, talking and laughing.

Yan Jiwen found Han Li in the crowd at a glance, and strode towards him.

"Ah? Why are you here?"

Yan Jiwen took it for granted: "Come to find you."

He took the lesson plan from Han Yi's hand, and then stuffed the pomegranate into Han Yi's hand: "Here, take it."

These two pomegranates are really heavy, Han Yi asked him: "Is it sweet?"

"I don't know, my roommate just picked it from the orchard."

Yan Jiwen thought for a while, then said, "The color should be sweet."

Han Yi looked at the glowing red pomegranate in his hand, full of joy.

"Let's have dinner together?" Yan Jiwen leaned closer to Han Yi, but Han Yi moved a little away from him.

He looked around and whispered, "Let's try to keep a low profile in school from now on."

"What?" Yan Jiwen didn't understand him at all.

"I'm a teacher and you are a student. We are in a teacher-student relationship now. It will be terrible if someone finds out."

Yan Jiwen thought it was funny: "We're a teacher-student relationship. You're not my teacher, and I'm not your student. I'm afraid of a ball."

Teachers and students fall in love with this kind of thing, how should I say it?

Han Yi is actually not disgusted. In his opinion, adults have the ability to think independently, and everyone is together because of your sympathy. Now that you have made a choice, you must be prepared to bear the consequences.

Yan Jiwen kicked away the small stone under his feet: "Even if I am not afraid, the sky will fall down."

That's right, the sky won't fall down, so there's nothing to worry about.

With a few words, classmate Yan dispelled Teacher Han's concerns.

Yan Jiwen: "By the way, I have some good news for you."

"What good news?" Han Yi hugged two pomegranates, and approached Yan Jiwen again, and the two walked leisurely on the campus in the evening side by side.

"Aren't you looking for the whereabouts of "Hurricane Silver Moon" before? The horse owner named Zhang Juncheng is my dad's high school classmate. My dad will help you find out. "

Han Yi's eyes sparkled: "Really? That's great!"

Just in case, Yan Jiwen reminded: "It doesn't have to be that person, it might just be the same name, don't get too hopeful for now."

As the sun sets, the sunset glow dissipates, and the night on the campus gradually thickens.

"Come with me." When passing the path by the river, Han Yi pulled Yan Jiwen under a willow tree, and quickly kissed Yan Jiwen on the lips while there was no one around.

"This is Pomegranate's thank you." Han Yi winked at him.

"There are two pomegranates. Teacher Han only gave me a thank you gift, which is not enough."

Yan Jiwen dragged the person in front of him into his arms, lowered his head and bit his lips, asking for a gift.

With the previous experience, Yan Jiwen has become more skilled and has learned how to retract and retract freely.

The tip of the tongue gently squeezed in from the soft lips, carefully sweeping gently in the moist mouth.

They kissed a little ecstasy, and the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of each other's slightly hurried, rising and falling breathing was left at this moment.

Whether the pomegranate is sweet or not, Yan Jiwen doesn't know, but he can be sure that Teacher Han's lips are sweeter than milk tea.

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A week later, Yan Guohua got a reply. It is said that Zhang Juncheng has found it, and it has been confirmed that he is the owner of "Hurricane Silver Moon", but it was once.

Later, Zhang Juncheng lost a lot of money because of his business, and changed hands of several thoroughbred horses under his name. During the past ten years, the owner of "Silver Moon Hurricane" has also changed several times. Who owns it now? I don't know either.

The search for the lineage of "Bayer" was put on hold for the time being.

Han Yi is not in a hurry, because he has a lot of things to do.

In addition to going back to school on weekdays, I often have to go back to the studio to deal with business matters.

Yan Jiwen is usually there on weekends, and every time Han Yi goes to the studio, he will bring two drinks along the way.

A cup of full-sugar milk tea for himself, and a cup of less-sugar lemon tea for Yan Jiwen.

The computers and lights on the second floor of the studio were on, but Yan Jiwen was not seen. Han Yi guessed that he must have gone out temporarily.

As usual, he put the lemon tea on Yan Jiwen's desk, then sat on the sofa and drank milk tea while waiting for Yan Jiwen to come back.

It has been a long time since he logged on to a social app last time. Since he gradually got used to the life here, the number of times he chats with people online has become less and less.

For some reason today, he suddenly remembered the netizen who used to talk to him often.

Ah Yan's profile picture is black, and the information shows that the last time he logged in was when the two of them chatted last time.

Han Yi clicked on the chat box and sent him a few messages.

[Love Trading]: How are you doing recently?

[Love Trading]: I'm already out of the order, so hurry up and work hard.

[Love Trading]: By the way, was the matter you talked about your friend last time resolved?

Ah Yan doesn't know when he will be online, but as long as he sees his message, he will reply.

Han Yi was texting while looking at his phone, the milk tea in his hand accidentally slipped, spilled out, and got everywhere.

He hurriedly looked around for a tissue to wipe it off, but he couldn't find it on the coffee table, the tissue was originally on the computer table.

Han Yi walked over again, there was a mobile phone next to the tissue, probably Yan Jiwen forgot to take it when he went out.

The screen of the mobile phone was on, and Han Yi glanced over it inadvertently, his gaze couldn't help but stop.

The message notification bar that pops up on the mobile phone shows that the owner has several unread messages from the social APP, and the sender is from [Love Trading].

Han Yi: "???"

Does this ID look familiar?

Take a closer look, how strange, why is the content exactly the same as what I just sent?

Han Yi didn't believe in evil, took out his mobile phone, and sent two more messages to netizens.

Immediately, a new message notification popped up on the phone placed on the table.

【Love trading】:? ? ?

【Love trading】:! ! !

All kinds of coincidences point to the possibility that the anonymous netizen who chatted with him for so long is undoubtedly Yan himself.

Han Yi never expected it.

He quickly cleaned up the spilled milk tea, and quickly evacuated the scene before Yan Jiwen came back.

In the apartment on the other side of the city, Han Qianjing had just returned home after a busy day at work, and was sitting in front of the small bar in the living room drinking alone to relax.

The doorbell outside suddenly rang one after another, seriously disturbing the cleanliness of the house, Han Qianjing frowned displeased.

Han Yi rang the doorbell, knocked on the door, and shouted outside: "Little brother, are you in the house? Open the door for me!"

Han Qianjing drank the wine in the glass, got up from the chair, walked to the entrance and opened the door for Han Yi.

"Little brother, call for an urgent family meeting." Han Yi walked into the room with a bag of fried chicken in his left hand and two cups of milk tea in his right.

"What's wrong?" Han Qianjing looked at him puzzled.

Han Yi sat down on the sofa: "Do you want to drink milk tea?"

"Don't drink." Han Yi sat down beside him.

"Do you want to eat fried chicken?"

"No." Han Qianjing silently glanced at the junk food on the table and asked Han Yi, "Tell me about the theme of this meeting?"

Han Yi: "It's related to male college students."

Han Qianjing raised his brows: "Oh? Did a male college student bump into your model?"

"We haven't developed to that point yet." I'll save this for later, Han Yi ate fried chicken while drinking milk tea, and told Han Qianjing everything about the social app.

Han Yi asked him: "Do you think it's a coincidence?"

Han Qianjing said: "The possibility is slim. You have always used real photos as your profile picture. Others will know it is you at a glance. How long have you two been friends?"

Han Yi: "He added me when I first played this app."

Han Qianjing: "Perhaps the male college student is trying to get closer."

Han Yi felt that something was wrong: "I don't feel like it. Usually, I take the initiative to chat with him more, and the topics we talk about are quite normal, and there is no boundary."

Han Qianjing: "Since this is the case, there is no need to entangle too much. Besides, aren't you two together now?"

Han Yi: "I always feel that Teacher Han has lost a game."

Han Qianjing was very blunt: "Mr. Han just wins back on the bed when the time comes."

Han Yi nodded: "It makes sense."

Speaking of this, Han Qianjing asked one more question: "Are you sure about your model?"

Han Yi's self-positioning is quite clear, and he has always been steadfast: "You have a really bad memory. I told you last time that I am 1."

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[Han Gou: As long as my brother is happy