i am not bisexual

In the summer of 1968, Taiwan, Zhongli City, Taoyuan County.For the first time in the six years since National Central University re-established itself in Taiwan, it celebrated its 54th anniversary at the newly moved campus in Chungli.

This fresh and simple town was changed to a county-administered city because of the move-in of this famous school; and after waiting for many years, Professor Chen Yongsheng felt some comfort in his heart.At this moment, he looked at the green garden and listened to the students singing the school song, and his thoughts drifted back to many years ago with the clear and clear singing.

In the Republic of China in the 40s, Nanjing.Chen Yongsheng had just been admitted to the highest university in the country from a small town in Zhejiang, and he was very excited and joyful.He is not only happy about the expectations of his family and his own future, but also that he can devote himself to his favorite biology from now on.

He has fulfilled his wish all his life; however, in some sense, there may be more things that have not been fulfilled, but at that time, he didn't understand anything.There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, otherwise why would so many people love to read fictional stories.

Xiao Yancheng.He muttered the name silently in his heart.Thirty* Mister of the Year who taught them Botany.Mr. Xiao looks to be at most 27 or [-] years old, and he is a young lecturer. He is slender and fair, with elegant eyebrows and tortoiseshell glasses. He looks gentle and shy, with a refined manner.

That's just what it looks like.Thinking of this, Chen Yongsheng couldn't help laughing.After listening to his class, Yongsheng discovered that under Mr. Xiao's gentle appearance, he was so funny and humorous, and he often had a kind of stupidity, or dullness, like a big child.Because of this cute contrast, Mr. Xiao has always been very popular among girls, and boys also think he is good; and he is kind and easy to everyone, as if there is nothing in the world that he cares about, except his passion for plants.

"Chen Yongsheng, what interesting thought did you think of? You can't close your mouth when you smile into the air. Would you like to share it with everyone?" I still remember that spring day, in the second semester class, Xiao Yancheng caught Yong who was deserting. born.The students present burst into laughter immediately.Yongsheng was embarrassed, his delicate face flushed.

"I... What you said was so interesting, I couldn't help but think about it a little more, and then I was fascinated..." He explained in a low voice without confidence.

"Yongsheng, sir, I believe in you. After all, there is no student who wants to sit in the first row if he wants to wander off." (The seats are not fixed, and you can sit freely in each elective class.) Everyone laughed again.Xiao Yancheng blinked at him behind the lens, looked up and said: "Okay, let's continue, we just talked about...Ginkgo..."

Chen Yongsheng wanted to listen to his lecture seriously, but as time went by, the number of times he followed Xiao Yancheng's demeanor, voice, and every move exceeded the content of knowledge he passed on.It has reached the state where even sitting in the front row can produce fantasies.

What's wrong with me, this can't be called... right?Chen Yongsheng remembered reading those descriptions in history books and classical novels.Probably not, I just admire sir.He said this to himself in his heart.Until that day, the day when the whole school held a sports meeting.

In early summer, the luxuriant sycamore trees cover the entire campus, and the sun is shining brightly, but only stars and light spots leak through the gaps between the dense layers of leaves.The sports field is noisy, and the students are brisk and excited, experiencing limited youth; and the teachers are also happy to watch and reminisce about these simple and beautiful things that will never get tired of repeating them no matter how many times.Although Yongsheng is not very keen on sports, he is born with good physical ability and explosive power, and was selected by the person in charge to participate in several track and field competitions.

There are winners and losers.After the game, he walked slowly towards the class stand a little tired, and met Mr. Shen who taught physical education: "Oh, it's just right, Chen Yongsheng, you are fast, help me to go to the equipment room to get four more mats, I need them for high jump. "

"Okay, wait a moment!" Yongsheng said and ran to the almost empty teaching building.

When he ran past the library next to the equipment room, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Yancheng, who was sitting there reading a book; in an instant, his heart skipped a beat.Without stopping, he took something and handed it over to the sports field, and then turned back immediately. "Why is Mr. Xiao there at this time...but I hope he is still there." Yongsheng's thoughts were a little confused, and he had no time to deal with it.

Controlling his slight panting after running violently, seeing Xiao Yancheng who was still sitting upright, Yongsheng quietly walked into the library, and then gently approached behind him.Even he himself didn't know what he was doing or what he was going to do.Just instinctively, without thinking, wanting to get closer.

After running for so long, Yongsheng's breathing sound was still too obvious, Xiao Yancheng put down the album in his hand. "Who's there?" He turned his head and saw Yongsheng.

"Sir...why are you here..." Yongsheng walked up to him and lowered his head to see what he was looking at.At this moment, Yancheng took off his glasses with his left hand, wrapped his right hand around Yongsheng's neck, and kissed him.

The green shadows sway outside the window, and the noise in the distance is faint.

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National Central University, renamed Nanjing University in 1950.It can be traced back to 258, the Taixue of Wu Guo Jianye during the Three Kingdoms period