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"Yin Xiaoran is heartless."

"Yin Xiaoran is cold."

"Yin Xiaoran is never jealous."

His predecessors always complained like this.

Yin Xiaoran didn't understand before, was it because of his own personality, or because he didn't love deeply enough, that he always got such evaluations?But now with Mr. He, he roughly guessed that it was because he didn't love deeply enough.

He hates himself sometimes, like now.

In class, in front of more than 200 students, asking Mr. He such an open and secret question was like a fawning puppy begging for He Qingcheng's affection.It is also like an immature child, forcing his parents to say, do he like his brother or himself?

In fact, he knew it in his heart.In love, there are thousands of people, and there is no comparison.

But he still wants an affirmation, a proof of "I love you the most".

In the past, Zhou Mo used He Qingcheng's ten years to persuade him to quit despite difficulties. Yin Xiaoran said coolly, "There is no need to wash away the traces of the ex-husband, just create new memories..."

But now, he didn't keep his promise to himself.

When young soldiers go out to battle, they always have to say some bold words.But when I really entered the Shura field, I realized that I was innocent at the beginning.

All the students in the classroom had left, so He Qingcheng stopped pretending to pack up, and came down to sit beside Yin Xiaoran.

"Angry, my husband?" He leaned on Yin Xiaoran's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

Yin Xiaoran always likes to call him "Sir" in bed, so that He Qingcheng himself got into this habit.

"Why didn't you tell me about your being a teacher?" Yin Xiaoran turned to look at him, without any further intimate movements.

He Qingcheng hugged the person in his arms tighter: "I'm sorry, this semester is coming to an end, and I'm too busy with work, so I won't teach any more classes in the future, so I didn't tell you..."

"Mr. He." Yin Xiaoran took a deep breath, "Do you think it's too fast between us? On the night of New Year's Eve, you may have been dazzled by the emotion, but the reality is that you haven't reached the point where you want to To the extent of being a lover?"

He Qingcheng did not expect Yin Xiaoran to think so. He has always been bold, confident and brave...

"No." He Qingcheng put Yin Xiaoran's shoulders on his shoulders, making Yin Xiaoran turn to look at himself.

"Drawing pictures for you on the cliffs by the sea, I was already tempted. I was already tempted when I saw you smiling and taking pictures with dolphins in the sun. Even in the coffee shop, when you warmed my baby, I was already tempted .”

"The phone number you left on Nuan Baobao, I have always saved it in my mobile phone. It was only because I was timid at that time that I didn't dare to call you. The coconut you picked for me in the small island market is the sweetest I have ever drank. Coconut, because that is what you chose. I kept all the notes on the takeaway list and locked them in the office. Every time I see you, I think of you, so I am very happy. The small box of pickles at home, I have I only took a few mouthfuls, and I am afraid that if you finish eating, you will no longer like me, and you will never be able to taste this taste again..."

"Yin Xiaoran—" He Qingcheng grabbed his hand and held it firmly. "It's your unrelenting approach to me that gave me the courage to embrace love. Being with you is not an impulse overnight, but a dream that has been lingering in my mind."

After He Qingcheng said these words, Yin Xiaoran's eyes were red. This was the first time he heard Mr. He's confession.

If he, Yin Xiaoran, speaks love words by himself, it is a skill that has been tempered and honed in love.But Mr. He in front of him, every word and every sentence, detailing the short past, is the voice of his heart that he tried his best to express.

"You lied—" Yin Xiaoran laughed and cried. "You have already eaten all the kimchi at home! Once you eat it, you can't stop, and you won't leave me a bite!"

He Qingcheng was also amused.He wiped the tears overflowing from the corners of Yin Xiaoran's eyes, and kissed the wet eyelashes: "That's because I know you like me, and you won't refuse to bring me kimchi."

Yin Xiaoran held He Qingcheng's face and kissed him back.

"I'm sorry, I was ignorant just now. I asked you that question in class, but you never asked me about my love history..."

"It's not your fault." He Qingcheng shook his head, speaking in a gentle voice, like the warm wind that doesn't touch you in April. "Mr. Yin is in front of me, and he can ask anything. It's my own choice not to ask, and you don't need to restrict your thoughts because of my choice."

He Qingcheng just felt that the recent life was too good, and he didn't want to bring another person into this pure and shining day.He had planned to say some things after his business trip, but he didn't expect to hurt Yin Xiaoran.

"My ex-husband—" He was about to tell a long story, but he felt as if it could be summed up in just a few words.

At the beginning of the words, Yin Xiaoran rushed forward, drowning all those words in a kiss.

The lips and teeth touched together, there was no rampage, no siege, but gentleness.Tongues touching and probing, the tip of the tongue gently sweeps over the teeth, every part is taken care of carefully, just like two soft hearts.

"Don't tell me, sir, you don't need to tell me in the future, never."

Yin Xiaoran felt that the unknown ex-husband had completely turned the page.After a searing confession, he doesn't want to keep other people's stories in his memory. "Go back to the studio, please? The gift I brought you hasn't been opened yet."

The end of get out of class was just in time for dinner, and the students filed out of the teaching building, riding bicycles, and hurried on the main road.Yin Xiaoran looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt familiar.Every flower, every tree, every grass and every tree, the strong sunset glow, the cool playground, the smell of youthful campus everywhere.

In order not to attract too much attention in school, the two of them didn't hold hands, but their shoulders were stuck together.Walking on the road, bumping into each other from time to time is more fun.Yin Xiaoran's fingers would inadvertently scratch Mr. He's palm, like a young couple who just fell in love in college.

What if I met Mr. He when I was a student?That must be his senior, right?

"Senior~" Yin Xiaoran called out when he thought of this, the setting sun made his face blush.

He Qingcheng touched Yin Xiaoran's head with a smile, rubbed his palms on his hair carelessly a few times, then lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Hey, come home at night, senior loves you."

After He Qingcheng fell in love, he became more and more wanton. In a word, Yin Xiaoran's hair went numb all the way to the tips of his toes.His whole body exploded, like gorgeous fireworks, but also like a wounding gun.It might be more accurate to say □□, because He Qingcheng's words carried the lethal force of an explosion, and the heat wave made people lose consciousness.

……

"elder brother!"

Yin Xiaoran seemed to hear someone call out such a sentence in the numb aftertaste.It's a little familiar, but it seems that it shouldn't be calling me.

"Brother Xiaoran!"

"..." It turned out that it was right to call myself, Yin Xiaoran guessed who it was, and also understood why he was inexplicably familiar with Jianyuan.

Zhang Xin is studying in Jianyuan, and he has seen it in his circle of friends.

"Brother!" Zhang Xin ran up to the two of them out of breath, still wearing his trademark innocent smile. "It's really you, brother! I'm afraid I've made a mistake!"

The last time Yin Xiaoran met Gu Ming in Juniper, he should have gone to the temple to burn incense quickly. The old man who hadn't seen him for many years, but every time he ran into him when he was dating.

Yin Xiaoran smiled awkwardly, and said, "Xinzi, what a coincidence..."

Although He Qingcheng didn't know who this kid who was running wildly and exuding heat all over his body was, but seeing the familiar expression on Yin Xiaoran's face, he also guessed about half of it.At the end of the year, he met that Young Master Gu in Juniper, and his expression was similar to that of Yin Xiaoran now.

"Brother! Are you here to find me?" Zhang Xin asked excitedly.

"Er—not—"

"Ah! Isn't this Mr. He? I even sat in on your class!" Zhang Xin has the ability to be familiar with himself, and he will shake hands when he pulls He Qingcheng. "Great God! Great God! You are my idol!"

He Qingcheng shook hands politely and said with a smile, "Hello, classmate."

"Are you—" Zhang Xin looked at the two and asked.

Yin Xiaoran: "Oh! Mr. He is my friend. I'll pick him up from get off work and talk about something."

He Qingcheng immediately turned his head to look at Yin Xiaoran, with a fierce look in his eyes, and pinched the man's waist hard.

"Mr. Yin is my boyfriend, not a friend."

"Oh——" Yin Xiaoran rubbed his waist and thought to himself: Was this person angry just now?Do you think I gave the wrong name?Didn't I say "friend" out of the good intentions of protecting the privacy of the teachers, out of the principle of not causing trouble to the staff as a family member, and out of consideration of protecting the image of the male god in the hearts of the students! ?

"Ah!" Zhang Xin was stunned for a moment, but soon laughed again. "Then I am Teacher He's senior!"

Yin Xiaoran immediately jumped over and wrapped his arms around Zhang Xin's neck, as if trying to silence him. "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Children's nonsense, don't believe it~" Yin Xiaoran tilted his head and smiled cutely at Mr. He.

Zhang Xin also patted his head and apologized: "Yes, yes, yes! I was joking."

He Qingcheng grabbed Yin Xiaoran by the collar and grabbed him from Zhang Xin, and said to Zhang Xin: "Mr. Yin bullies you, teacher will help you deal with him."

Zhang Xin smiled like an uncle, his mouth was grinning behind his ears. "Then I invite brother and teacher to eat? You probably haven't eaten yet?"

"Eat, eat!" Yin Xiaoran interrupted quickly. "You study hard, don't make trouble with adults!"

"Didn't eat." He Qingcheng said with a smile. "What do you want to eat, classmate? The teacher treats you."

"How about coconut chicken?" Zhang Xin nudged Yin Xiaoran with his elbow. "Just go to the one we went to last time, it tastes good!"

He Qingcheng didn't give Yin Xiaoran a chance to resist at all, and responded with a smile: "Okay."

On the way to the restaurant, He Qingcheng was driving, Yin Xiaoran was in the passenger seat, and Zhang Xin was in the back seat.The teacher and the student chatted happily, but Yin Xiaoran was silent and sweated profusely.

He Qingcheng: "How did classmate Zhang know Mr. Yin?"

Zhang Xin: "Teacher, do you know juniper berries? A bar opened by brother Xiaoran's friend. We met while drinking there."

"I know. Mr. Yin took me there too."

He Qingcheng glanced at Yin Xiaoran, and Yin Xiaoran hurriedly looked out the window with a guilty conscience.

What is this all about...

"When did you and Mr. Yin try this restaurant? Is it newly opened?" He Qingcheng continued to ask.

"It's an old shop... The last time we went to eat, it was only about a month ago, not too long."

"Oh..." He Qingcheng glanced at Yin Xiaoran again, and said with a half-smile: "I have known Mr. Yin for almost a month."

Looking at the desolate street scene, Yin Xiaoran felt miserable.He Qingcheng probably misunderstood.

But not long ago, He Qingcheng said that he would not inquire about his love history, why did he contradict his promise within half an hour...

"Inner one—the day Zhang Xin and I had dinner—" Yin Xiaoran tried to explain.

"Cough—" He Qingcheng cleared his throat. "Mr. Yin, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it when we get home at night."