love you as i wish

更新时间：2013-04-2509:59:53字数：4212

He considers himself ordinary.Spend 29 years of ordinary life, was born in an ordinary family, rebellious in adolescence, and was still attracted by the art committee member of the neighboring class in high school.The grades are average...on the high side.After a long three-year high school career, fortunately, he walked through the turbulent single-plank bridge of the unified examination, and studied in Z University for four years.One year before graduation, I suddenly became interested in the research of human subconscious behavior, and persuaded my parents living in the north to stay in the south to continue my studies and study for a higher degree.

In fact, as far as he is concerned, being a professor at a university is quite satisfying.In a university, the easiest way to judge a few professors is to look at the number of your articles.The more academic papers you publish, the faster you rise through the ranks.No, after graduating from university at the age of 22, he transferred to another school to study psychology for two years and then returned to teach at Z University. The dozens of academic papers he published out of interest made his five years go by with songs and dances without any regrets.From the initial teaching assistant, lecturer, to associate professor, and then to professor.He's had some kind of... small success in his career.

Compared with the leaders of the country, the Secretary-General of the United Nations, the CEO of a century-old company, etc., his small achievements are just a drop in the ocean.Therefore, he doesn't think it's something to be proud of to be a "professor" at the age of 30.He is still an ordinary citizen who couldn't be more ordinary, seeking wages from work in order to survive.

He is very ordinary.Therefore, he will also marry and have children in an ordinary way.

An ordinary person should have an ordinary family.He thinks so.

However, God always likes to make some small jokes on men and women in the world of mortals.

Two months after he crossed the thirty mark, there was no reason, no relevant subconscious theory to explain it.He, Yan Nuo, a small successful person who became a professor at the age of 30, was tempted.

Yes, that's right, he was tempted.However, compared to the agitation and helplessness after being moved, he felt that this heart was really... a little ridiculous.

Father, Son, Holy Spirit, Amen!

It is not a crime for a teacher to be tempted by his students.For a man like him who can be described as mature, falling in love with a vigorous student is not against the common sense of human ethics, nor will it be tolerated by the world, is it?

Why does he have a feeling of suffocation when facing the person who makes his heart beat.

Because of age?A 30-year-old, a 21-year-old, a difference of nine years should not be a problem.

Because of the teacher-student relationship? There are quite a few couples in love between teachers and students in Z University.Some even formed happy families, which were talked about by the students on campus and passed on as good stories.

Then, to fall in love with someone and experience the joy of the moment when the heart beats, he should have the heart rate disorder, secret joy, excitement, and joy that ordinary people should have, and should not be hesitant, helpless, bitter, and full of powerlessness.

Damn it, he just doesn't have the first emotion mentioned above, but the second emotion takes up most of his mind.

Because the heart-beating person has another love?He didn't even think about it.

Is it ridiculous?

He has been mediocre for 30 years, why doesn't God let him continue to be mediocre, why would he make such a joke for him?

He was moved, but also wrongly moved.

Falling in love with someone... who shouldn't be liking at all, deserves that he didn't have a peaceful life.Ask for it!

Yan Nuo, a dignified professor of psychology, actually likes Fang Bofan, a third-year student in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, an energetic but rebellious, somewhat cynical... cruel boy.

Ridiculous!

I have never been tempted in my life, but once I was tempted by emotion, I was moved by the wrong heart and the wrong emotion.Thanks to him, he even secretly rejoiced that his 30-year life was so smooth and unremarkable.It's good now, because I was tempted, so the insipidity is no longer, the peace is far away, only gloating and laughing at him with gleaming glaucoma eyes.

Fascinated by Fang Bofan, like Fang Bofan.

The thought was like a raging tide, hitting his heart and soul wave after wave, making his hands and feet cold and his forehead sweating.

He is a mature and accomplished professor who is a role model and leads by example.But... he is a man, but he likes a man, what is that?gay?

Smiling wryly, he sighed: the passionate and rebellious youth has long passed, the frivolity is gone, and the prudence always remains.He is no longer childish.

He didn't pay much attention to the glass, the Lily Clan, and the Comrades' Club that the society called, and he didn't deliberately despise and guard against them.People, just live by yourself, why waste your tongue attacking irrelevant people.

Until now, he has only come into contact with such people in books, or in media, film and television.Fortunately, I have become a living good case.

He is gay.

This cognition was strung in front of him in an instant, forcing him to accept it without any buffer.Horror, fear, heart palpitations... all negative emotions exploded in his mind.He had no other choice but to be tongue-tied.

If I had known... If I had known this, I shouldn't have been tempted in the first place!

sad?It's your own fault.

He fell in love with a male student and faced a love affair that even he dared not admit.So, does he still have the guts to pursue it?

I'm afraid... Hey, it's hard!

"Okay, students, today's class, I want to introduce Freud's psychoanalysis theory to you. Why Freud proposed the concept of ego, id, and superego will be a key issue for us in the past few weeks. Issues to be discussed. The development of psychology and its factions, we will also talk about in future courses. Today..."

"Report, sorry we're late."

The Bailai students in the Ruoda classroom, including Yan Nuo himself, looked at the three soaked boys rushing in in unison, without making a sound.

30 seconds later.

Withdrawing his gaze from the boy seated in the corner, Yan Nuo tried his best to focus on the content of the lecture as usual, but—the effect was not great.

It's November, the third class in the morning, the temperature is neither too hot nor too cold, but the air is humid, which is always the case with the climate in the south.The child was sitting in the classroom listening to the lecture, all drenched, for fear of catching a cold.

Do you want to persuade him to go back and change his clothes before coming to class?They don't know each other well, so it would be awkward to do so.

Forget it, it's better to end get out of class early.

No, how can the lecture be sloppy.

"...Freud took dreams as the object of psychoanalysis, and he believed that the three laws of dream interpretation must be observed in research..."

Mechanically talking about the lecture content that he was too familiar with, Yan Nuo's heart was like a wild goose.His eyes were erratic and he kept glancing at the corner, the person who put his face on the table and fell asleep grandiosely after entering the classroom.

No matter how strong a person is, he will catch a cold if he sleeps with wet clothes.

"Student who sits in the back, can you answer a question for me?" After a pause, Yan Nuoba called out to the three lying on the table in a high voice.

"Who is it?" The good student in the front row who took notes carefully looked back curiously, wondering which student got the professor's attention.

"I'm calling you, hey...wake up!" A boy in the penultimate row turned his head and saw the three people behind him, and he couldn't help shouting, very loyal.

"what?"

"Ok?"

"what?"

Suddenly—the three of them lying on the table dreaming about Duke Zhou sat up straight, staring at their unfocused eyes, at a loss for what to do.

"The professor asked you to answer questions." The kind student in the front row repeated again.

"Oh!" Shaking their heads, the three of them looked at the approaching Yan Nuo in unison, feeling guilty of being caught after doing something wrong.

"Three classmates, who among you would like to answer a question for me?" Yan Nuo asked with a smile while resting his palms on the table in a casual manner.

"What's the question?" The boy sitting on the inside asked blankly, too guilty to look up.

"Why did Freud stress that the surface meaning of dreams should be ignored?"

The three looked at each other, but no one said anything.I didn't listen to the class at all, how to answer!

Looking for help to the kind-hearted classmate in the front row, I hope he will be a good person to the end.It's a pity, under the watchful eye of the lecturer, who dares to have the courage.

"Can't you answer?" Yan Nuo tilted his head and asked again. "Okay, this classmate in the blue T-shirt, can you try to answer?"

Looking directly outside at the person closest to him, Yan Nuo controlled his chaotic heartbeat.

"I... I don't know." The originally expressionless man, mumbled for a long time, scratched his short hair and lowered his head.

"What's your name?" Putting away his smiling face, Yan Nuo could hardly suppress his heart that was about to pop out of his throat.

"Me?" The lowered head was raised quickly, guilt flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, it's you." Knowing his name, Yan Nuo still nodded solemnly.

"Fang Bofan."

"Is there any other professor's class in the afternoon?" Yan Nuo asked, looking up at the other two sitting on the side.

"No."

"Well, you come to my office this afternoon. That's it!" Nodding, Yan Nuo straightened up and walked to the podium. "Okay, students, let's continue with the question just now..."

The lecture continued, but the three who dozed off could no longer fall back asleep.

Being called by the professor in class, who would dare to desert as a student, and it's not a triple-excellent grade. If you make your teacher unhappy, you want to get the semester class for the first half of the year smoothly.

Therefore, all the students obediently held the water core pens, and drew in their notebooks one after another, listening to the class!

Ding ─ Ding ─ Ding ─ ─!

The end of get out of class was late, and the work and study in the morning were all over.

"Okay, get out of class is over!" Yan Nuo simply packed up the handouts, and was about to leave.The lack of teaching made the students' impression index of this psychology professor almost perfect.

Sitting stupefied, Fang Bofan was puzzled.

"Homosexuality has existed since ancient Egypt and Babylonia..."

Withdrawing his gaze from the book, Yan Nuo inserted the bookmark into the page he was reading, closed the book, and stuffed it into the drawer.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall, the hour hand points to two, but the minute hand hovers between nine and ten.Fang Bofan should be coming soon.

The waiting heart has some expectations.Every time he faced such an indifferent and frivolous face, he was always secretly happy, unable to extricate himself.This kid's performance in class is not outstanding, but he just thinks that the real Fang Bofan is not as good as what he sees on the surface.Whenever he peeped at the way he was taking notes, he could always find the frivolity and rebellion flashing in the child's eyes.

If it wasn't for the child not realizing it himself, I'm afraid he acted too well and hid himself too deeply.

The heavy thoughts are soaked in the joy of meeting soon, and the mood is so high that I can't suppress it. When it is expressed on the face, it will look like this:

"Professor Yan, why are you so happy? Is there no class in the afternoon?"

Yan Nuo looked up.Oh, it's Fang Zhimei from the same office.

"Good afternoon!" He nodded slightly.

"Teacher Fang, do you have class in the afternoon?" Looking around the office, other than him is Fang Zhimei who just arrived.

"Well, there are two sections of psychoanalysis in the Department of Journalism." Fang Zhimei smiled at him as he sorted out the lecture notes and lesson plans in his hand. "Ah, it's time to strike the clock. I'm leaving, Professor Yan." Seeing that the minute hand was pointing to twelve, Fang Zhixian walked towards the teaching building with the lesson plan in his arms, and waved at Yan Nuo as a gesture of politeness.

"Goodbye." Smiling lightly at her back, Yan Nuo waited quietly for Fang Bofan's arrival.

Contradictory!What kind of mentality should he face him, sir?Or someone you admire?

Thinking of this, Yan Nuo felt a little perverted. "Could it be that after studying psychology too much, I will commit crimes knowingly?" Muttering to himself, Yan Nuo laughed at himself for his sudden worry about gain and loss.

Time passed while he was distracted.