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◎Whether society survives or perishes after death, that is the question.◎

When Gu Fang woke up, it was raining heavily outside the window.

The room was still covered in a gloomy gray before dawn. A fishy and damp air rushed in through the slightly opened window, but the small space was warm.

He was lying on the bed with his long hair loose, hugging the quilt, like a small animal in its nest.

Gu Fang bent down and kissed the forehead of the person next to him.

The snow-white shoulders were revealed when the black hair fell down, and a few clear scratches dotted it, making it particularly eye-catching.

After the kiss, pull the person off you.

When they fall asleep, they never know who starts it first. You hook my hook and I hook your hook, entangled like an octopus. It's okay in winter, but in summer, they always feel too hot after sleeping for a long time, so they have to wear less or no shirt.

During the process of being tossed, Lu Si was sleeping soundly. Only when he tilted his head back, his nostrils twitched and he took a deep breath. Then he leaned towards Gu Fang's pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

Gu Fang found a suit in his closet, a formal top, and casual pants. He put them on, then, following the same chaotic route he'd taken the previous night, picked up their scattered clothes one by one. He went to the bathroom, emptied his pockets, and then dumped everything into the washing machine.

The bathroom here is far away from the master bedroom, and the noise made by the washing machine when it is draining water is extremely slight.

Gu Fang checked the time, quickly washed up, and walked towards the three rooms to the east.

A piano room, a painting studio, and a study.

The scene in the studio was horrific, with the floor and tabletops covered in messy paint.

Gu Fang pursed his lips as he recalled using someone's body as drawing paper last night, his ears reddening with embarrassment at their absurdity. There was no time to clean up, so he opened the window to let the smell out, quickly grabbed his laptop, locked the door, and left.

Arriving at the study, Gu Fang quickly opened the online course live streaming platform, sat at the desk, adjusted his formal shirt for a while, and clicked to enter the classroom.

The camera and microphone are both on.

The chat area was flooded almost instantly.

-Hello, Teacher Gu!

-Hello, Teacher Gu!

-Teacher Gu, today is another beautiful day!

-Ahhh, it’s so refreshing to see Teacher Gu so early in the morning!

-Another day to celebrate my admission to Shoumei University!

-Teacher Gu, how can you be so beautiful? What should I do if I can’t concentrate in class?

Gu Fang is a distinguished professor at Shoumei University, not a full-time teacher. He is only occasionally invited to give one or two open classes to all students in the school.

Because there are too many students, the chat area is difficult to manage, and there are all kinds of messages during class.

Gu Fang tried to remain calm, but he was digging his toes under the table in embarrassment.

He always wondered if he had ever been so bold, lively and energetic when he was eighteen or nineteen years old.

How can kids these days be so bold?

If the fact that he has a girlfriend wasn't clearly stated in the encyclopedia entry, I'm afraid the chat section would be even more outrageous.

Gu Fang coughed lightly, and without even mentioning the chat area, he quickly got to the point.

Clicking on the PPT, he said seriously, "Today I will talk about the development history of modern art since the beginning of this century."

The art history in the textbooks has already explained the ancient and modern times in detail, but the more recent the art history, the less it is covered in the textbooks. As an eyewitness, Gu Fang is the perfect person to narrate this period of history.

His explanations were simple and insightful, and everyone listened attentively, quickly immersed in the ocean of knowledge. Only occasionally would students brush up on a few sentences when they were tired of studying.

-Seeing Teacher Gu’s face makes me feel refreshed and I can still study for two more classes!

-Why is the teacher always so serious? You look better when you smile.

-Teacher Gu can’t help but tease him, because when he gets angry he will just give you a cold face.

-+1, Teacher Gu with a cold face is so scary!

-Wait...am I the only one who is amplifying the ambient sound, hoping that Mr. Gu’s partner will speak?

-Ah, Teacher Gu’s boyfriend must be very busy. I saw someone post on WeChat Moments last night saying that they saw him performing as a guest singer at TS’s concert, and they also heard that eight out of the ten songs on TS’s album were written by Teacher Gu’s boyfriend.

-TS? Which TS? I'm dumbfounded.

-A new rock band that has been very popular in the past two years. I heard that several of the members have been friends with Teacher Gu for a long time.

-I don’t listen to rock music much, no wonder I haven’t heard it.

-Their songs have been on the charts many times, so you must feel they sound familiar, but you just can’t remember the names.

Seeing that the chat area and the classroom content were gradually diverging, a person with the nickname "Shuangmulin" quickly posted.

-Stop chatting and concentrate on the class.

- Let’s talk about remembering names.

Online classes generally require students to use their real names, so nicknames like this are almost impossible to appear. As soon as "Shuangmulin" spoke, everyone fell silent, obediently dropping the topic and returning to the discussion of the class.

[Oil Painting Department XX Class Group - No Teacher]

-Damn it, why is Teacher Lin peeking at the screen again!

-Teacher Gu is Teacher Lin’s favorite student. When Teacher Gu can’t control the situation, he will come to the rescue.

-嘤嘤嘤 Fortunately, I didn't criticize Teacher Gu when I praised her beauty...

-I bought too many tickets for Mr. Gu's latest art exhibition. I'm giving one away at a 20% discount. If you want one, come quickly...

This open class is more like a lecture, and one usually lasts two or three hours with a 15-minute break in between.

During the break, Gu Fang turned off the camera and microphone, and finally let out a breath.

It was really difficult for him to teach such a large group of people. Even if it was an online class, without being able to see the students' faces, it was enough to make Gu Fang nervous and tense, not daring to relax even a hair.

Lu Si also woke up at this time. After washing up, he went to the balcony. After watering the orchid and mint, he estimated the time and pushed open the door of the study while biting a piece of bread.

"Fang Fang, have you seen my coat? Where did you put it when you helped me take it off last night?"

"That coat?" Gu Fangzheng stood up and stretched, tilting his head. "I threw it in the washing machine. There was a USB drive in it. I put it in the piano room for you."

Lu Si raised his eyebrows, bit the bread and walked out slowly.

Gu Fang thought he had gone to the piano room next door. Just as he was bending over to check the next lesson on his computer, there was a light tap on the desk. A cup of hot milk and a sandwich were brought up.

Lu Si sighed: "You didn't have breakfast."

Gu Fang took his hand and kneaded his fingers, explaining softly: "You got up late this morning."

I could have gotten up according to my normal schedule, but last night was clearly not a normal schedule.

Lu Si urged him to eat quickly, as there would not be enough time later.

"I'm going to take a nap first," Lu Si leaned casually on the desk and yawned, "Come and wake me after class."

"Yeah." Gu Fang naturally put his arm around Lu Si's waist, and Lu Si habitually sat on his thighs.

Brother Lu Si, who hadn't gotten enough sleep, always had sleepy eyelids drooping, showing a clinginess that he never had when awake. He rubbed his chin against Gu Fang's shoulder clingily, and said coquettishly with a cold and indifferent expression: "I'm so tired, Fang Fang."

"Where are you tired?" Gu Fang asked.

He absorbed the mint scent from Lu Si like sucking the scent of a cat, and the invisible pressure during class suddenly dissipated. He was so energetic that he could continue teaching for another two hours.

"My waist is sore." Lu Si kissed his cheek with a tired look.

"Just rub it." Gu Fang sucked Lu Si while rubbing his waist with moderate strength.

Lu Si picked up the sandwich on the table, broke it open and fed him little by little, muttering in a low voice, "Don't forget to eat breakfast, it's bad for your stomach, you haven't felt hungry after an hour or two of class, you're amazing."

At this moment, the cell phone on the table began to vibrate violently.

Gu Fang finally managed to reach out his hand from the land of tenderness and touch her, only to see that Teacher Lin had just sent him more than twenty messages in a row, and now he finally couldn't help but make a series of life-threatening calls.

Gu put aside his consciousness and felt uneasy. He swallowed the last piece of sandwich and clicked the call.

"Hurry up and turn off the mic!!!"

After Teacher Lin yelled, Gu Fang and Lu Si were both stunned. Then they quickly hung up as if they were afraid that their voices would be recorded as well.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds later.

Gu Fang's pupils widened and his eyes were dull, as if he had experienced the most severe blow in his life. He opened his mouth silently and let out an "Ah——"

Lu Si hugged Fang Fang, the socially anxious boy whose head had been struck by lightning, and quickly switched to the live broadcast interface. He turned off the microphone, ignored the rapidly updating messages, and whispered to Gu Fang, who was motionless and stiff, "It's okay, Fang Fang, only the microphone is on..."

"It's okay, we didn't say anything, and even if we did, it's no big deal..."

"Think about it, we can't see their faces, right? Even if we meet them at school in the future, you won't recognize them..."

Gu Fang buried his head in his arms like an ostrich, motionless, like a salted fish that had lost its ideals. His voice lost its lifelike tone: "But, they know me."

Lu Si quickly went along to comfort him: "Even if they knew you, they wouldn't dare to mention this to your face. How embarrassing, right?"

Gu Fang's expression dimmed instantly: "Brother, you feel embarrassed!"

Lu Si: "Wait a minute...what do you mean I feel embarrassed?"

In fact, reviewing the conversation just now, Lu Si was mainly embarrassed in the first half, and Gu Fang was mainly embarrassed in the second half - especially the part where Lu Si fed him with her own hands.

Gu Fang buried himself in his arms, unwilling to face reality, his voice full of grievance: "They must think I'm very childish."

"Isn't it good to be childish?" Lu Si comforted, "It makes you look younger."

"Eighteen is young," Gu Fang buried his head even deeper, "eight is childish!"

He needs his partner to feed him a sandwich and is even more unable to take care of himself than kindergarten kids.

Lu Si kissed the top of his head and continued to coax him: "What's wrong with being eight years old? Eight years old is so cute. Our Fang Fang is also very reliable when he is serious. Anyone who sees him will call him Teacher Gu."

Teacher Gu pursed his lips in embarrassment, and this layer of embarrassment slightly covered the layer of awkwardness. He glanced at Lu Si stealthily, as if encouraging him to continue praising.

Lu Si felt no more burden. He opened his eyes and continued to praise: "Our Fangfang is good-looking and serious about his work. He is very talented in both study and art. He has been the child of other families since he was young, and he will be the partner of other families when he grows up..."

"His partner also thinks..."

At this point, Lu Si paused slightly, then lowered his voice close to his ear and let out a deep laugh, "He's also very talented at other things."

Gu Fang's face turned red from his ears to his cheeks. Who wouldn't feel happy after being praised like that by his partner?

Ah, that social dead thing just now? What happened?

Isn’t my wife so sweet?

Gu Fang quickly recovered from the devastating social anxiety and returned to work. Lu Si looked at him again and again, and only left after seeing that his expression had indeed returned to normal.

Gu Fang spoke with a tense face for more than an hour.

I don’t know if it was because Teacher Lin had warned me in advance, but no one was reviewing what happened before when he was teaching, and Gu Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After finishing the lecture, he left the classroom without stopping.

Cross out all interfaces.

Close the computer in one go.

Lu Si still had the energy to take a nap. When he woke up at noon, he saw Gu Fang tidying up the studio as usual. There was no embarrassment or anxiety on his face. He didn't mention what happened just now. He seemed to have recovered.

It wasn't until noon when Lu Qi came to eat with them, took out a post from the Shoumei Forum, walked up to them, and said, "You two are popular on the forum again, did you know that?"

Lu Si:.

He only coaxes people into submission when they want to curse.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Lu Qi asked again: "You still don't know?"

Lu Qi, also a sophomore at Jingda University, often browsed the forums of her neighboring school, Shoumei, for gossip. But that didn't mean she wanted to read gossip about her brother and his girlfriend on the forums of her rival school.

Is it because I haven’t seen it enough before, so I have to watch it again online?

I just asked this question out of concern, afraid that they didn't know.

Lu Si couldn't help but snatch her phone and turned it off. He said coldly, "I know it very well. Eat well and don't play with your phone."

Lu Qi buried his head and took a few bites with his chopsticks, then sighed and raised his face seriously.

"Well, you guys should pay more attention to your influence in the future. You are so old now."

Gu Fang: “…”

Please spare me, thank you.

[Teacher Gu and his girlfriend! I'm hooked!]

-As the title says, brothers and sisters, come and visit quickly.

-Aaaaaaa, I got it too! Luckily I didn't mute the phone or go to the bathroom during the break, so I watched the whole thing!

-Does the sister above have a screen recording? Send me a copy!

-Do you even need to kowtow to this? This is called the real owner pressing his head to let you eat candy!

-Tsk tsk tsk, Teacher Gu is such a serious person in class. I can’t believe that he has two faces.

-His boyfriend looks like such a cool and handsome guy, but I didn’t expect that he would act like a spoiled child in front of Teacher Gu.

-This is a classic.

-I'm so tired, let's go~

-Where are you tired?

- Backache

-Hahahahahahahahahahaha, be careful that the person above may get his account blocked.

-Isn’t the sweetest part the one where she feeds him breakfast?

-They definitely sat on my lap, I swear if I were a computer I would be there!

-But seriously, I heard that Mr. Gu and his girlfriend fell in love in high school. I am crying my eyes out that two A’s can be in love and stay together for so many years.

-Oh my god, it's so early, I thought we were in the honeymoon phase now...

Gu Fang solemnly opened the forum in the evening, but later he felt like a dead person and had lost all interest in life.

Lu Si was still beside him, laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking, and he imitated in a vivid voice: "I'm so tired, Fang Fang~"

Another person, playing two roles, coughed and said, "Where are you tired?"

Gu Fang smiled slightly and answered for Lu Si who was about to speak: "My waist is sore."

Lu Si's eyelids twitched, and he instantly felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to crawl back from this side of the bed, Gu Fang grabbed him by the waist and pulled him back into his arms. His thick eyelashes drooped gently, and he pinched his cheek and kissed him, "Brother, then I'll make you tired again tonight?"

Lu Si: “…”

He tried to explain: "Things like thick skin are really innate. It's not my fault."

Gu Fang lowered his eyes with a smile and kissed him on the cheek.

"Kiss me more, and I'll get it."

"Wrong logic..."

Having said that, Lu Si still honestly handed it over to him for a kiss.

【Author’s words】

Gu Fang: You laugh at me for being socially unfit, but I laugh at you for being single.

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Ling Shuang does not drink lemon tea 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: Nanfeng Zhiwoyi 10 bottles; Ah Lili Ah Li 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!

The following text, please collect it orz

He Said I Was Sick But Really Beautiful [Quick Wear]

In a heartthrob novel, the protagonist can always make countless high-quality male gods fall in love with him, triggering countless Shura scenes of competition and scrambling for the plot, making readers exclaim that it is so exciting and want more.

Only the best man among them can become the final destination of the protagonist, that is, the protagonist.

On the contrary, the most perverted and crazy man among them gloriously played the role of the villain.

And he uses going crazy/going to jail/losing his life/regret for the rest of his life to interpret the saying "A dog that licks too hard will end up with nothing".

The charming protagonist is the protagonist's white moonlight, cinnabar mole and the one he can never get.

He is also the white moonlight and cinnabar of the dog-licking villain——

Yan.Villain.Yan: Crossed out, they are love rivals and are not familiar with each other.

System: Really unfamiliar?

Yan Yan acted like a pitiful little white flower: I just want the protagonist to suffer, how can that be considered familiar?

The biggest failure of the perverted villain role-playing system in this life is that it is bound to Yan Yan.

The reason why he was bound to this role was because he had some serious problems in his behavior in his previous life. If he performed normally, he could interpret the role of an unattainable villain to the fullest.

But it didn't expect that he could be so sick.

Ever since it was bound to him, the poor little system was often on the verge of garbled characters.

System: Wrong! According to the plot, you should have taken the protagonist, the bottom, by force because you couldn't get what you wanted, not tied the protagonist, the top, to the bed and forced him to do this and that!

System: I'm asking you to bring the protagonist and the shou together, not to steal the shou's man! You've ruined both of their relationships, you bastard!

System: Open your eyes and look! The protagonist's wrists are tied with a tie, and he is cursing you with red eyes, saying you are sick!

Yan. More excited.

Small systems gradually become powerless: people cannot or at least should not—

Yan Yan: I am sick. I reflect on myself and realize that I am not a human being.

Woo, but my wife smells so good, I want her to lick me, touch me and hug me, mine is mine and can only be mine.

The protagonist's mood changes towards the villain as follows:

This brother must be seriously ill.

Ah, but he is so beautiful.

...It smells so good.

Beautiful boy, so fragrant.

Younger, so sweet.

Later someone asked about the protagonist.

What? The protagonist? Who?

The protagonist: (hugs his little cutie and walks away) Don’t try to offend my beauty, thank you.

A truly beautiful, sick villain (gong) x a protagonist (shou) who always smells really good

.Quickly wear 1v1, a lover of the melodramatic battle between a younger, more beautiful and stronger man.

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