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I remember that he was asked a similar question during the training before. What should I do if a student has a crush on you or expresses his love for you?

To be honest, Fang Shizhuo never thought it would happen to him, and the other party was still a male student.

Of course, Xu Yin might not like him, but just wanted to maintain that relationship.

How do you usually deal with this situation?Fang Shizhuo was lying on the bed, looking at the WeChat, thinking about the answer he gave back then.

In front of this question, it seems that all roads are dead ends, and there is only one road that works, and that is cold treatment.

This was the answer given by Fang Shizhuo at the time, and he still has the same answer now.

Life is not a TV series, there is not so much romance to speak of, he can't follow Xu Yin's lead.

It's just how to do it specifically, and no one can give him a standard answer.

Fang Shizhuo has a regular schedule, rarely stays up late, and has always had a good sleep quality, but he has to admit that he suffered from insomnia for half the night last night.

Not only because of that WeChat message, but also because of many bizarre dreams.

Fortunately, the third period was his class, and the students were more drowsy than him, with their heads down listlessly, and some secretly yawning, with their eyes closed while propping their heads on their hands.

Fang Shizhuo knocked hard on the blackboard: "The content of this class is very important, so cheer up."

The few with their heads down were finally willing to raise their heads, and even those who were yawning held back their yawns.

At this age, he should be full of vigor and energy, but every one of his math classes looks like wilting eggplants.

It's not that everyone is mentally weak, for example, those few with good grades in mathematics, or Xu Yin.

From the moment he walked into the classroom, Xu Yin was staring at him. Even when Fang Shizhuo wrote on the blackboard, he could feel the heat behind him.

It was already half a class, and Xu Yin never took his eyes off him.

Fang Shizhuo couldn't ignore such a straightforward gaze, but he couldn't face it directly either.He could only think that Xu Yin was seriously looking at the blackboard and had nothing to do with him.

Xu Yin was looking at the blackboard. In math class, he was more serious than any other class.But Fang Shizhuo just stood there and easily took all his attention away.

Those hands are very thin, with well-defined joints. When holding a writing on the blackboard with chalk, people can't take their eyes off for a moment.

There is also the small light brown mole on the back of the neck, which he just discovered. It is located one centimeter above the collar of the shirt, and it will appear and disappear with the movements of raising and lowering the head.

He likes the mole on Fang Shizhuo's body very much, like ink dripping carelessly on snow-white rice paper, it is a painting in itself.

Fang Shizhuo also had a mole like this on his lower back, which Xu Yin kissed many times that day.

"Write down the second question after class, and ask a classmate to speak later." Fang Shizhuo turned the page and said.

Everyone lowered their heads and began to work on the problem. Xu Yin also temporarily averted his gaze, and opened the textbook to find the exercise.

Five minutes later, Fang Shizhuo asked the students to come up to do the questions, and Xu Yin was sure that he would not call him, so he looked at him even more brazenly.

The classroom was unprecedentedly quiet, and everyone almost held their breath. Fang Shizhuo looked around and called a certain boy in the third row.

Standing on the podium, with a clear view below, he can naturally feel the blatantness from the last row.

Ignoring and ignoring is the first step in cold treatment.

Like that WeChat message he won't reply to.

What's more, he was sure that because Xu didn't understand this lesson, it was impossible to do that exercise, so there was no need to waste time.

When the long and torturous 45 minutes were over, the students were relieved.

The next period was physical education class. After class, the boys went down with basketballs and footballs. The girls also went to the equipment room to borrow equipment. They were afraid that other classes would borrow equipment first. There were not many students left in the classroom.

Fang Shizhuo wanted the class representative to give the test paper to Xu Yin, but his class representative had gone somewhere.

There were still a few students, but Xu Yin didn't leave either. Fang Shizhuo deliberately packed things slowly, hoping to put the test papers on his desk after Xu Yin left.

He even went to the water room to wash his hands first, and washed off the chalk dust little by little. When he returned to the classroom, Xu Yin was the only one left in the classroom.

Fang Shizhuo exhaled, and walked up to him with the test paper: "Take time to finish this paper and give it to me."

Xu Yin took it, glanced at the test paper, and looked up at him again.

Fang Shizhuo was a little uncomfortable: "Is there a problem?"

Xu Yin put the paper on the table and asked, "Teacher, why didn't you reply to my WeChat?"

He didn't expect Xu Yin to ask so directly.Fang Shizhuo thought that in the world rules of adults, not replying to messages is actually a kind of reply, and the meaning is already very clear.

He forgot that Xu Yin was an adult still in high school.

"What do you want me to say back? I've made it very clear." Fang Shizhuo said.

"Then what if there is no such relationship anymore?" Xu Yin asked, "Isn't it okay when I graduate and I'm not your student?"

Fang Shizhuo's tone was firm: "I'll say it again for the last time, if you can't do it, you can't do it."

"why?"

Fang Shizhuo thought for a while, and said seriously: "You are too young."

Xu Yin blinked innocently: "Teacher, it's very hurtful for you to say that."

Fang Shizhuo reacted for a few seconds before realizing the ambiguity of his words.

He had to explain embarrassingly: "Uh, I mean age, you are too young."

"But we obviously got along very happily before." Xu Yin was disappointed, "Teacher, do you hate me?"

"No, you don't hate it." Fang Shizhuo said patiently, "But these are two different things. I don't hate every student in the class."

Xu Yin recalled the meaning of his words, and asked, "But you don't like me either, right?"

Fang Shizhuo opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, and felt an unprecedented headache.

This question is too technical, it seems that no matter how he answers it, he can't say that he likes it, and he can't say it if he doesn't like it.

"I see." It was Xu Yin who helped him out.

He stood up, with the tree shadows and light outside the window reflected in his eyes, Fang Shizhuo said, "But teacher, don't give me the death penalty."

He understands Fang Shizhuo's worries and embarrassments, and their relationship can only be left to time.

And he will grow up one day.

"I will do the papers at night." Xu Yin picked up the mineral water on the corner of the table, "I'm going to class first, and please don't reply to my messages, teacher, I won't be able to sleep."

After he left, Fang Shizhuo stared at the test paper on the table in a daze for a long time.

He was thinking, what kind of person Xu Yin was, he seemed to understand a little bit, but he didn't seem to understand at all.

Not only in terms of age, but also in terms of psychology and dealing with the world, Xu Yin is far more mature than students at this stage.

But at the same time, he is very naive, he speaks straight without turning a corner, he is childish, and when he looks at himself, his eyes are clean and clear, making Fang Shizhuo feel that it is a mistake to neglect him.

Before going to bed at night, he received another WeChat message from Xu Yin.

This time it wasn't something that made it difficult for him to reply: [The paper is finished]

Immediately afterwards, another photo of the test paper was sent.

Fang Shizhuo had already turned off the light, did not turn it on to take a closer look, and replied: [Give it to me between classes tomorrow. 】

Xu Yin replied "Yes", and after a few seconds, he sent another sentence: [Good night, teacher]

Fang Shizhuo felt that there was no need to go back, so he put the phone back on the bed.