Chapter 34 Perhaps

While Wang Yan was in a daze,

Without hesitation, Su Yueming reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist.

He held the warm body in his arms, and Su Yueming couldn't bear to let go.

However, he still couldn't resist sowing discord.

Did your friend say something to you?

Su Yueming began his manipulative remarks.

Wang Yan did not struggle and let Su Yueming hold him, only stiffening slightly because he was not used to it.

Wang Yan had rarely been held since he was a child, so he was not very familiar with physical contact.

Recalling what Shen Le'an had said, he did feel uncomfortable at first, but later he explained it to him, and Wang Yan himself was not a person who cared too much.

What Shen Le said at the end can be considered a statement of fact.

No, not at all.

Wang Yan replied to Su Yueming in this way.

"Really not?" Su Yueming pressed on, "Then how did you find the hickey on your neck?"

"He told me."

Su Yueming nodded; what he wanted was for the other party to see it.

Let them know that Wang Yan has a boyfriend!

"Don't kiss my neck next time."

Wang Yan didn't want to teach his students with hickeys on his lips. Perhaps before the terminal illness took his life, he would have drowned himself in the river.

Su Yueming sat up straight abruptly, obediently nodding repeatedly, and caught the loophole in Wang Yan's words.

"Okay, I won't kiss your neck anymore. I'll kiss somewhere else next time."

Wang Yan was taken aback by his words, and his eyes widened in surprise.

How come he never knew Su Yueming was so clever?

The smile on Wang Yan's lips faded. He didn't like the past; he liked the present.

The phone in my pocket suddenly rang, emitting an urgent ringtone.

Wang Yan suspected it was something that happened at school, so he unlocked his phone and opened the app.

He has very few contacts on his phone. Despite having been in school for many years and working for several years, he still doesn't have more than a hundred people on WeChat.

So the first thing he saw was the unread message at the top of the list.

It was a message from Shen Le'an; there were two messages.

Teacher, I'm home.

Are you home yet?

Wang Yan replied instinctively, "I'm home too."

Shen Le'an replied quickly, but with many questions: "That's good, teacher, you got home pretty fast! Does that mean we live very close to each other?"

Su Yueming watched as Wang Yan's fingers kept typing on his phone, not at all like he was dealing with work.

If it's not work-related, then it's personal information.

Who is it?

Su Yueming couldn't help but ask.

"A friend."

Su Yueming's intuition was sharp: "You must have had dinner with him tonight."

"Mm." Wang Yan didn't like to lie, especially not to someone who was just having a meal.

"I've already finished eating, why would I text you?"

"He was letting me know he was safe."

Wang Yan explained patiently.

Su Yueming grew increasingly displeased, his words inevitably becoming sharp: "Is he a child? Are you afraid of getting lost?"

Wang Yan sensed the jealousy in his words, suppressed a laugh, and deliberately teased him: "He's not exactly a child, but he is indeed several years younger than me."

Being several years younger, these words, when they reached Su Yueming's ears, were nothing short of a provocation.

He is twenty-seven years old this year. Although he is not yet thirty, he is certainly no longer young.

But the other party is still very young, in fact, in the prime of life!

Would Wang Yan be so easily swayed by the other party that he would abandon him?

Although this has not yet become a reality, it is always good to be prepared.

"Youth is good, but I think older people know how to care for others better."

Su Yueming worked hard to fight for himself and to showcase his abilities.

Wang Yan pursed his lips, afraid that he would burst out laughing.

The phone vibrated again. Shen Le'an sent him another message: "Teacher, why aren't you replying to my messages? Are you asleep?"

Meanwhile, Su Yueming on the other side urged him, "What do you think?"

"I think...you're right."

Wang Yan looked at Su Yueming. As long as it was him, no matter how old or young he was, he would love him as always.

Su Yueming was satisfied.

Wang Yan's answer soothed his heart and lungs, allowing his tense nerves to relax.

I'm not asleep yet.

Wang Yan still replied to Shen Le's case.

As soon as I sent the message, the chat window changed to "typing...".

It was as if Shen Le'an had been waiting for news of him all along.

Wang Yan shook his head, banishing the thought from his mind; it was too impractical.

Soon, Shen Le'an's message popped up again: "Teacher, can I be your friend?"

Because of my sexual orientation, I've never been able to make friends growing up. I really want someone to talk to.

Shen Le'an's words were sincere, and through them, Wang Yan seemed to see his own past loneliness.

Despite his unappealing appearance, Wang Yan actually has a soft heart.

Feel free to contact me if you encounter any problems.

Wang Yan replied to Chen Le's case in this way.

After turning off his phone screen, Wang Yan looked up at Su Yueming again.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Wang Yan asked him softly.

Su Yueming pursed his lips. "Weren't you replying to a message?"

Wang Yan was somewhat surprised, his gaze lingering on Su Yueming's blindfold.

Could Su Yueming see him?

My body suddenly tensed up, cold sweat covered my back, and my hands and feet became icy cold.

"You, you saw it?" Wang Yan heard himself ask, his voice trembling.

"No." Su Yueming leaned back against the headboard, lying there lazily. "I heard you typing."

Wang Yan took a deep breath as if he had been reborn; it almost scared him to death.

He was afraid, terrified that Su Yueming would see his face clearly.

The words kept echoing in his mind: "It would be a real disgrace for anyone to be liked by Wang Yan."

These words haunted Wang Yan like a nightmare, preventing him from escaping them.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Su Yueming noticed Wang Yan's heavy breathing and became somewhat nervous.

"nothing."

Wang Yan was unwilling to say more.

Seeing his resistance, Su Yueming frowned. His intuition told him that this was not a simple matter of whether or not he could see, and there might be other hidden stories behind it.

"I like you."

Without warning, Su Yueming confessed to Wang Yan again, "No matter what you look like, I like you."

The lights fell on the two of them, enveloping them in the space between heaven and earth.

Wang Yan was indeed deeply moved by his words.

He blinked, but still couldn't believe it.

If he were pleasing to the eye and handsome, he wouldn't have been given away by his mother or disliked by his uncle.

He blamed it all on this point, because he needed to find a reason, an outlet for his emotions, or he would really go crazy.

"Perhaps."

Wang Yan gave a perfunctory reply.