Quit constantly

When Xu Yin walked into the hotel lobby, the figures of the two had disappeared in the elevator room.

There were people coming and going in the lobby, he stood in the crowd, suddenly didn't know what to do, he could only stare at the elevator floor that kept going up, and pinched his knuckles black and blue.

He had never felt so powerless like this moment.

Obviously he knew that the person he liked was in a certain room on a certain floor here, and was intimate with another man, but he couldn't stop him.

Nor is it eligible to stop.

He has never been an exception to Fang Shizhuo.

Not academically, nor emotionally.

He gave lectures to other students and dated other men.

Xu Yin couldn't help thinking, would this man kiss him too?Will you also intertwine with him?Will you kiss the moles and scars on his body to make him feel comfortable?

Fang Shizhuo, will you like him?

They looked about the same age, talked and laughed, and seemed to be more suitable than themselves.

Xu Yin was going crazy with jealousy.

His whole body was burned with jealousy, and he was about to lose his mind.

If there must be one person, why can't it be him, why can't he be chosen?

Just because he is his student?

He won't be his student forever, just wait, wait another year, there will be no bondage of this relationship between them.

But how could he ask Fang Shizhuo to wait for him.

He also has no right to be angry, because Fang Shizhuo never promised him anything, and he never promised that he would not go to others.

Even though he knows he likes him, he still wants to be with someone else.

Perhaps in Fang Shizhuo's eyes, his love is childish, reckless, and hot for 3 minutes, but only Xu Yin knows that his love is strong, hot, and endless, not just a whim.

In fact, that time in the bar was not the first time he met Fang Shizhuo.

More than a year ago, when he was on a leave of absence, he went back to school to take graduation photos with his classmates at that time. Because he was walking too fast, he bumped into Fang Shizhuo who was rushing to class with his books in front of the teaching building.

The books were scattered all over the floor, Xu Yin hurriedly said sorry.

Fang Shizhuo was almost late and left in a hurry. At that time, he was looking down at the time and not looking at the road, so he also apologized to him.

When Xu Yin knelt down to help him pick up the book, he noticed that it was a math textbook in the second grade.

Both of them were in a hurry that day, and like countless passers-by in their lives, they just met each other.

But in Xu Yin's world, that collision is like sparks hitting the earth, everything is over.

He never thought that he would see Fang Shizhuo in the bar, it didn't seem like the place he should be.

Fang Shizhuo was still wearing a white shirt, the same as that day, but more slutty than that day, with two open necklines at random, revealing his delicate collarbone, and the movement of shaking the wine was lazy and comfortable.

The surroundings are colorful and noisy, and he sits there like a god who has fallen into the mortal world.

Xu Yin looked at it for a long time before confirming that he did not admit the wrong person.

But obviously Fang Shizhuo had already forgotten him.

What happened later was not within Xu Yin's expectations, and he didn't lie to Fang Shizhuo, he really didn't expect that he would be assigned to his class after returning to school.

I thought it was a better beginning, but I didn't expect it to be the end.

Fang Shizhuo made a 180-degree turn in his attitude that day.

He didn't expect that after two months, he would be squatting on the side of the road next to the hotel, so embarrassed that he had nowhere to hide.

The wind at night became colder, and pedestrians wrapped their coats tightly and quickened their pace. Xu Yin's scarf was given to Fang Shizhuo, and he shivered from the cold.

It's just that compared to the coldness, what he feels more deeply is his own incompetence.

He didn't even have Fang Shizhuo's phone number, so he could only open and close the WeChat dialog box, repeated it a dozen times, and finally pressed the call button.

In the room, Xue Yuan had just set up the equipment for the interview.

Fang Shizhuo glanced at the phone, nodded to him and Xiao Yue to apologize, got up and walked away to answer the phone.

"Hey?"

Xu Yin didn't know what to say for a long time, so he just called out to the teacher.

Fang Shizhuo was afraid of disturbing their interview, so he lowered his voice and asked, "What's the matter?"

The cold wind whistled in his ears, making his voice unreal.Xu Yin asked dryly, "Are you home yet?"

"No, I have something to do here." Fang Shizhuo didn't hear that he was in a bad mood, thinking that he just wanted to talk to himself on the phone as usual, "If there's nothing else, we'll talk about it later."

He also wanted to help Xue Yuan record the interview.

Seeing that he didn't speak any more, Fang Shizhuo took the initiative to hang up the phone.

It is impolite to call on the phone during an interview. In order to prevent interference, he turned his phone to silent mode before sitting back.

Xiao Yue is younger than the pictures he has seen on the news before, about 30 years old, perhaps because of writing mystery novels, it always gives people a sense of mystery.

Maybe she has done a lot of interviews, she can answer with ease, and the interviews only revolved around some content of her new book, and it went smoothly.

In just over 40 minutes, the interview was over.

It was only then that Xue Yuan confessed to her that the two of them were long-time fans of her, had read her books since college, and often bet on who the murderer was.

He can't finish talking when he has a grip on the subject, and he can't stop talking, recreating the scene of chasing books with Fang Shizhuo back then.

"I guessed wrong every time, and then I stopped betting with him."

Hearing what he said, Xiao Yue was a little more relaxed than just now, and her words were not so official: "I didn't expect such a fate to exist."

"Yes, so we are very honored to be able to interview you this time." Xue Yuan was so excited that he pointed to Fang Shizhuo next to him, "He is better than me, and there are very few things he can't guess."

Fang Shizhuo held Xiao Yue's new book in his hand: "It's just luck."

Xiao Yue smiled: "Sometimes reasoning is not only logic, but also intuition. To put it bluntly, these are inseparable from everyone's experience. When I create, I often think about how to achieve both reasonableness and intuition." Unexpected."

"May I ask you a question?" Fang Shizhuo said nervously.

Xiao Yue was very polite: "Say it."

"The work "The Cliff" you created four years ago, why didn't you point out the murderer in the ending?" Fang Shizhuo said, "It doesn't quite fit your creative style."

He was very impressed with that book, it was the only one that didn't guess the murderer.

And until the end of the story, the author did not give a clear answer.

Xiao Yue seemed to recall it for a moment, then tilted her head and asked, "From the reader's point of view, who do you think is the murderer?"

In fact, Fang Shizhuo has already forgotten the name of the protagonist in the story, but he remembers the characters deeply.

The protagonist of the story is a pair of teachers and students.

He thought for a while: "It's the teacher."

Xiao Yue smiled lightly, and Fang Shizhuo knew he had guessed wrong.

"No, you didn't guess wrong." Xiao Yue said, "But it's not considered right. Maybe there is no murderer, or there may be more than one murderer."

In the past four years, Fang Shizhuo has forgotten a lot of the plot of the story, and he couldn't help frowning.

Xiao Yue said: "When they decided to give up themselves in order to protect each other, they were already tightly entangled by fate, and no one could escape."

"The teacher's boyfriend, the student's father, is it really important whether it was a homicide or an accident?"

Fang Shizhuo was lost in thought.

Xue Yuan interjected: "I remember that this book not only did not name the murderer, but also did not allow the murderer to be punished in the end, and they lived happily together, which caused quite a bit of controversy at the time."

The ethics and morals involved in this book are indeed difficult to judge who is right and who is wrong, and because of this book, Xiao Yue has been silent for four years, and did not have a new work until this year.

Xiao Yue looked out the window, and it was pitch black outside: "Maybe it's my personal compassion."

The interview ended happily, probably because of the last conversation, Xiao Yue took the initiative to take a photo with them.

Xue Yuan and Fang Shizhuo packed up their equipment, and before leaving, Xiao Yue sent them to the door of the room and asked, "Isn't this your colleague?"

Both were stunned.

Xue Yuan explained embarrassingly: "I was spotted by you, but he is actually my friend, he is not in the media."

Xiao Yue looked at the two of them and said, "Goodbye, Xue Bian, goodbye, Teacher Fang."

"Again..." Xue Yuan's hand that was about to raise froze instantly, and asked, "How do you know he is a teacher?"

Xiao Yue smiled: "I write mystery novels."

"This is too scary!" Xue Yuan admired, "Those who don't know think they are detectives!"

Fang Shizhuo was not that surprised, and said goodbye to her.