vanilla affair

【13】

The next class happened to be the Chinese class, and Ji Sheng felt that Chen Yun's gaze had been on him.He raised his eyes from the book very uncomfortably, the two eyes met in the air, Ji Sheng nervously staggered, and looked out the window.

The whole class was in a state of chaos, Ji Sheng didn't listen to a word of what the teacher said.

When handing in Chinese homework after school, Chen Yun raised his eyes and glanced at him, took the thick exercise book in Ji Sheng's hand, and asked, "I saw you were in a daze in class today, what were you thinking about?"

Being punctured by the teacher, Ji Sheng scratched his head embarrassingly. Just as he was about to answer, Chen Yun interrupted him again: "Sit down and help you make up your lessons." With unquestionable certainty in his words, he even dragged Zhang Come here with a stool.Chen Yun ordered a stool, Ji Sheng had to sit down, and took out the Chinese textbook from his schoolbag.Chen Yun bent down slightly, turned out his teacher's version and analyzed each sentence with him.

The two were so close that the teacher's warm breath fell on Ji Sheng's hand holding the pen.Chen Yun raised his eyes to look at him from time to time, and there was always something intriguing flowing in his eyes.The more he looked at him, the more Ji Sheng couldn't hear him, he couldn't think of anything, he couldn't think of anything, he could only hear the sound of his heart beating fiercely, and the echo of the arteries around his temples and neck.

"What are you thinking about?" Chen Yun asked softly, and reached out to pat Ji Sheng's face.

Ji Sheng didn't expect Chen Yun to make such an intimate gesture, his body froze in place and he didn't dare to move, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

This one is a small office, and there are only four seats. Because Chen Yun is a new teacher, he can only work in the small office temporarily.The place next to it is either idle, or it is the desk of a young political teacher, and only Chen Yun is leading the graduation class, so every time after school, there is only Chen Yun left in the office.

But now, it's two people.

Ji Sheng didn't know whether to speak or not to speak. He opened his mouth several times, but couldn't organize the words smoothly.He bit his lip aggrievedly, his gaze was wandering on the ground, so he completely missed the flickering gaze behind Chen Yun's eyes where he couldn't see.

"Is there any school you want to take?"

Ji Sheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I want to go out of the province. I want to go to city B."

"The university grade requirements in city B are quite high. Since you have this goal, let me help you improve your Chinese."

"How to improve?" His Chinese score can only be regarded as above-average, and his composition is good, but his reading is ups and downs.

"I'll help you with tutoring after school or on weekends. How about it?" Chen Yun asked with a smile.

Ji Sheng didn't quite remember afterwards, whether he agreed or not.But no matter what the answer was, the result was the same. He and Chen Yun had more and more contacts.After all, Chen Yun is his teacher, who is more than ten years older than him, gradually invades every corner of his life with an undeniable attitude, cares about every detail of him, and gives the teenager an unquestionable stability and depend on.And he gradually fell in love with the atmosphere of staying with Chen Yun, with a little nervousness in the quietness.

In my memory, throughout the last semester of the third year of high school, Ji Sheng spent a lot of time lying in front of Chen Yun's desk, doing reading exercises.Chen Yun not only patiently explained to him the essentials of doing the questions, but also helped him sort out the review materials for liberal arts.So when he passed the top [-] in the final exam, Ji Sheng immediately rushed to Chen Yun's office to announce the good news to him.

Of course, Chen Yun knew about his achievements earlier than him, looking at the joyful young man, he was as happy as a big dog waiting for a reward.He couldn't help it, reached out and pinched his cheek, then pressed his head, and pressed his lips on his.

Originally, he just wanted to share his achievements with the teacher who helped him revise, but the result Ji Sheng got was unexpected.The moment he was kissed, he was completely stunned.Before he had time to push it away in a panic, the dry and soft lips of the other party seemed not to be imprinted on his lips, but turned into substance and landed on his cusp.

Even Chen Yun didn't expect that Ji Sheng didn't resist at all.Chen Yun let go of his hand, and soon his body moved away from Ji Sheng, and he glanced outside the door to make sure no one was passing by before sitting down in peace.He probably felt that Ji Sheng's reaction was unexpected but very interesting, so Youzai Youzai continued to look at Ji Sheng's report card on his desk as if he had never done anything.Then, after only looking at it twice, he handed the paper back to the young man who was still standing on the side in a daze, and smiled gently at him, "It's pretty good."

After he opened his mouth like this, Ji Sheng finally came to his senses. The person in front of him is his teacher, and this is the teacher's office. He came here to thank the teacher!But what happened just now? !After realizing it, he started to be afraid and palpitations. Ji Sheng didn't dare to look at Chen Yun at all. He grabbed the report card and ran away, leaving Chen Yun sitting on his seat and looking at him with interest.

Ji Sheng didn't know how he got out of school and how he got home.When he came back to his senses completely, he had already finished his meal, took a shower, and sat at the desk blankly.

As long as the general outline of that kiss appeared in his mind, his heart would beat wildly.Ji Sheng was a little scared, why did the teacher kiss him?Why didn't he push the teacher away?How did his heart beat so fast?And also faintly...excited! ?

He suddenly remembered that when school just started, he fell asleep on the teacher's desk, and the teacher he always liked and respected was rubbing the sore spot on his lower back for him.

Ji Sheng suddenly panicked. Did he just like the palpitation?But Chen Yun is a teacher and a man, how could he like such a person!And as a teacher, how could he do such a rebellious thing, just kiss him in the office!

He took out that report card, and the beautiful numbers on it faintly reminded him, so what if it's Chen Yun, Ji Sheng, you have your current grades, and all of them are the shadow of what he has done for you.He was obviously so happy when he got the report card, but now he felt that the black text on it seemed to be spinning, which made Ji Sheng dizzy.The young man encountered an unprecedented problem. At this moment, his heart was at war with heaven and man. On the one hand, the hormones were clamoring, fully telling every cell in the body that he longed for that kind of kiss; on the other hand, reason was tormenting him. , is a man!It's his teacher!

His mother's knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He turned his head and saw his mother standing outside the door, asking him if he wanted to come out to drink sugar water.Ji Sheng shook his head in a daze, pretending to be flipping through his schoolbag to do homework.

"Have the grades come out?" Mother asked.

Ji Sheng's heart tightened, and he opened his mouth for the first time and said, "Not yet..."

So the mother didn't ask any more questions, and closed the door behind her.The moment the door closed, Ji Sheng couldn't help but want to cry. He silently folded up his grades and hid them at the bottom of his schoolbag.

That was Ji Sheng's first insomnia, staring at the shadow of asparagus on the window sill all night in a daze.

The next day, he showed up at school with a pair of panda eyes, which immediately attracted Chen Yun's attention. He took advantage of the morning exercises between classes, and dragged Ji Sheng to the unoccupied stairwell.

"Did you not sleep well?" Chen Yun's concern was so real that he could not doubt it.

At that time, Ji Sheng was still a teenager, and he had nowhere to vent his sulking anger, so he naturally looked at the person who provoked him with disdain on a rational level: "What do you think?!" He glared at the other party, turned around He wanted to leave, but his hand was immediately grabbed by the other party.

"Are you sick?!" Ji Sheng panicked, he didn't want to be approached so closely by Chen Yun, because the other party was like a knife, which logically separated all his disguises and could expose his real fragility.

"Are you afraid of me?" Chen Yun heard that his voice was trembling, and pressed him against the wall instead. His eyes behind the glasses were no longer gentle, but rather sharp. "Are you afraid of me, or yourself?"

Being stabbed in the heart by him, Ji Sheng bit his lip and stuck his neck, unwilling to show any weakness.Chen Yun felt that such a Ji Sheng was also cute, with the stubbornness of a teenager, he laughed softly because of this, and patted Ji Sheng's head. "What's so scary?"

"You are my teacher! Or... the man..." Ji Sheng wanted to stare at him, but he shrank his head from his stare.

"And then?" Chen Yun leaned over with great interest, and kissed him on the lips.Ji Sheng felt like he had been hit with a shiver, and it was like an electric shock, and his body was about to go limp.

"Look, you also have feelings." Chen Yun looked at him seriously, "I'm your teacher at school, what about going out? I'm not your teacher anymore when I'm outside."

Ji Sheng pursed his lips and refused to speak, and Chen Yun didn't force it. He probably knew what the young man was thinking, sighed inaudibly, and said, "Ji Sheng, this is not a problem. You should read more books, and then you will I know that the world is big and there are many different people, not just you and me.”

Ji Sheng raised his face, and his beautiful pupils fell into his eyes, which contained the ignorance and trust that young people would have.Chen Yun thought that he probably liked Ji Sheng, a well-behaved child who would not fight violently.