Chapter 11 Doberman Pinscher x Little Rabbit

Hot topic: What happened to those couples who got together after knowing each other for only a few days?

[1st Floor] Please don't measure feelings by the length of time. If you're not compatible, no matter how long you know each other, the relationship will end badly. If you're compatible, love at first sight is for life.

[2nd Floor] Thanks for the invitation. My husband and I got together after knowing each other for only three days, got our marriage certificate within a year, and now our baby is sleeping next to us.

[3rd Floor] They broke up.

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Popular post: If my boyfriend has a long history of romantic relationships and we got together after knowing each other for only a few days, does he really love me?

[1st Floor] Everyone has a past! Let's observe it slowly.

[20th Floor] LOL, now whirlwind romances and whirlwind marriages are all the rage, even the pure love gods are falling to the ground!

[36th Floor] "Dead Memories Suddenly Attacked Me": A whirlwind marriage years ago, now a dog-related legal battle.

[Post #45] Whether you love me or not, I don't know. You guys have turned this post into a TV series, hahaha.

[Post #58] "Rare Footage of Early Human Taming of the Love Brain"

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[Post #378] It's great! I love it! Please update more!

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"Teacher Shen? Teacher Shen?"

Shen Beidao subconsciously turned off his phone screen, looked up, and a trace of unconcealed focus lingered in his eyes: "Hmm?"

Fang Yu, a female teacher from the same college, stood beside his desk with a probing smile on her face: "What are you thinking about? You're so distracted this morning. I've called you several times already."

Shen Beidao quickly regained his usual calm demeanor, lightly tapping the screen of his phone: "Nothing, just something at home."

Fang Yu handed him a document, leaning naturally against the edge of his desk to close the distance between them: "Want to go out for dinner tonight? I know a newly opened Japanese restaurant that's really authentic."

Shen Beidao leaned back slightly, avoiding the overly intimate atmosphere, and his gaze fell on the document: "What document is this?"

Fang Yu frowned slightly, then straightened up: "Oh, there's a translation and publishing project. The leaders in the institute asked me to ask for your opinion, to see if you're interested."

Shen Beidao took the document but didn't open it immediately: "I'm not sure if I'll have time; I've been quite busy lately."

"Busy?" Fang Yu asked, somewhat puzzled. "Third-year students are encouraged to do internships, and the number of courses has been halved. You should be less busy than before, right? This project is related to professional title evaluation, so it's better to take it on."

As for Fang Yu's later additions about the project's advantages, Shen Beidao basically didn't listen.

Are you busy?

I'm really busy.

Busy with dating, busy figuring out how to soothe a seemingly carefree but actually sensitive little rabbit, busy thinking about how to make that rabbit more clingy, instead of like this...

Since Lin Yi confessed his feelings to him that morning, the two haven't seen each other for a week.

Lin Yi became engrossed in his classes.

This week, their relationship maintained a fixed and regular pattern: Shen Beidao would always call at nine o'clock in the evening, and the call would usually last between ten and twenty minutes.

Lin Yi would answer every call, his voice carrying the unique energy of a young person: complaining about homework, sharing interesting stories, but never overstepping boundaries or taking the initiative.

This one-way communication made Shen Beidao clearly feel a subtle passivity.

An inexplicable sense of unease prompted him to unconsciously browse various relationship forums, trying to find a reference in other people's stories.

"Teacher Shen, what do you think?" Fang Yu's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Shen Beidao had only caught a few words and assumed that the question was about the project itself, so he replied, "Yes, it's pretty good."

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment. She had just been analyzing the potential difficulties the project might encounter.

She glanced at Shen Beidao, who was clearly out of sorts, said nothing more, and turned back to her workstation.

Shen Beidao unlocked his phone again, and the screen remained on the page of that anonymous relationship forum.

Shen Beidao asked a question under this popular post: My current boyfriend has dated 65 men in the past. How can I make him forget all his ex-boyfriends?

[1st Floor] 65 people? ? ? Are you sure, OP?

The original poster replied to the first comment: Yes, I accidentally saw his WeChat chat history, and the highest number in his contacts was 65.

[2nd Floor] Does your current boyfriend have some KPIs to meet? Are you collecting photos of him here?

[3rd Floor] Still have your ex-boyfriend's WeChat after breaking up? OP, you're in danger! Long time no see...

The original poster replied to the third floor: You can be friends after breaking up, so you probably didn't love each other.

[4th Floor] ? ? ? ? OP, did you learn this logic from a scumbag?

[5th ​​Floor] I suggest you just install 360 Security Guard on his head and clear his ex's cache with one click!

[6th Floor] OP, I may not be nice, but this guy is clearly a seasoned scumbag. Run away and be safe!

The original poster replied to comment #6: Please don't say that about him. Your words were indeed unpleasant.

[7th Floor] ? ? ? ?

[8th Floor] The original poster is quite interesting, hahaha.

[9th Floor] Let me do the math: 65? If it spans ten years, that's an average of 6.5 per year, or 0.54 per month. It doesn't seem too exaggerated, does it?

[10th Floor] Was the math teacher upstairs a PE teacher?

[11th Floor] Pay attention to the question, everyone! The original poster asked how to make her boyfriend forget all his ex-boyfriends. The key point is: forget all of them! You guys who are advising him to break up are missing the point!

The original poster replied to the 11th floor: Yes, I'd like to hear more details.

[12th Floor] My personal suggestion is that you also become a member of his ex-boyfriend list. That way, you'll have the right to pursue all his exes.

The original poster replied to comment #12: This is inappropriate. This plan is not feasible.

[13th Floor] Did the poster travel back in time from the Qing Dynasty? You speak so seriously and formally. How old are you?

The original poster replied to comment #13: It wasn't the Qing Dynasty. He was 22 years old and a student. I'm 30 and a teacher.

[14th Floor] Holy crap! A teacher-student relationship?!

[15th Floor] I'm really enjoying this gossip!

[16th Floor] If they're teacher and student, things will be much easier! Use your position to find a legitimate reason to control her, such as academics or internship reports, and slowly tame her into a student who revolves around you... well, a good student!

[17th Floor] 22-year-old students are probably all relatively poor, right? Buy them some expensive gifts that they wouldn't normally buy for themselves? Try to influence them with material things?

The original poster replied to comment #17: Thanks for the suggestion, he doesn't seem to lack money.

[18th Floor] The original poster seems so naive. Can they really satisfy a young person in their 20s with boundless energy?

[19th Floor] Personal attacks are prohibited! The original poster is not obligated to be informed.

Original Poster: I am male, and my boyfriend is also male; we are gay.

OP: Yes, that's possible.

[20th Floor] ? ? ? ? ? ?

[21st Floor] Huh? What can it satisfy? (pricks up ears)

[22nd Floor] That's even simpler! For this kind of young and energetic bottom, just show him the charm and stamina of a mature man, so that he has no energy or mind to think about his ex!

[23rd Floor] Commonly known as: Kill him.

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Shen Beidao carefully browsed through these diverse suggestions and gradually began to understand.

He opened Lin Yi's WeChat, hesitating whether to send a message to ask what Lin Yi was doing, or to just call and chat.

But he was also worried that too frequent contact would make the young people feel that he, the "30-year-old uncle," was a bit annoying.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, and the caller ID showed it was [Lin Yi].

Shen Beidao immediately stood up, his fingertips quickly swiping across the answer button, and strode towards the balcony connected to the office.

The movements were a bit rushed, and he even accidentally knocked over a chair next to him, making a soft "clunk" sound.

This rare loss of composure drew Fang Yu's surprised look; she had never seen Shen Beidao so reckless and eager.

"Shen Beidao?" Lin Yi's voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding somewhat tired, but his tone was light:

"It's quite a coincidence, I'm about to start my internship, and my dad... um..."

The company I just joined is right next to Jiangzhou University, about 800 meters away. I just finished my onboarding process and was thinking of having lunch with you, is that alright?

Shen Beidao opened his mouth, the words of agreement swirling in his throat, but he hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Lin Yi waited a second, and when he didn't hear an immediate response, he lowered his voice: "If you're busy, then forget it. I... I'll just have dinner with my friends. It's okay..."

"Lin Yi." Shen Beidao interrupted him, his voice unusually deep through the electricity, "Who am I to you?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, as if he hadn't expected him to ask that, before a slightly uncertain reply came through: "Boyfriend, perhaps?"

“So,” Shen Beidao leaned against the balcony railing, gazing at the bustling campus below, “what reason should I have to refuse you?”

This question left Lin Yi completely bewildered.

Shen Beidao continued, as if stating a theorem: "As a boyfriend, when it comes to having dinner together, there's no need to ask; you can just tell him directly or give him a notification."

He paused, his voice softening slightly, "A good partner, whether busy or not, will always make time for her boyfriend."

Lin Yi: "I..."

Good heavens! Is this really the taciturn Shen Beidao?

So domineering, I love it.

Lin Yi: "Can I try the food in your school cafeteria? I've heard it's delicious."

Upon hearing this, Shen Beidao sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

He had to admit once again that there is indeed a lovely generation gap between the mindset of a 22-year-old and a 30-year-old.

Instead of going to all sorts of restaurants outside, they are particularly interested in university cafeterias.

“Okay,” he replied, his tone indulgent. “Then I’ll wait for you at the south gate of the school.”

After hanging up the phone, Shen Beidao pondered for a moment, then borrowed a well-fitting school uniform from a familiar student management department, put on a baseball cap and a mask, and covered most of his easily noticeable face.

When he appeared at the South Gate dressed like a student, Lin Yi was already waiting there.

He was still dressed in his usual simple hoodie and jeans, but because the weather was getting cooler, he wore a black leather vest over it, making him look both cool and handsome.

However, Shen Beidao keenly noticed that Lin Yi was no longer radiating the carefree energy he had last week; a faint, forced gloom seemed to linger between his brows.

After the two met up, they went to the riverside restaurant, which had received many positive reviews.

Lin Yi enthusiastically ordered a bowl of spicy hot pot. Shen Beidao frowned slightly as he looked at the food, which was clearly not part of his healthy diet, but in the end he ordered the exact same one, just to eat with Lin Yi.

"Wow, the spicy hot pot at your school tastes really good!" Lin Yi slurped up a wide rice noodle.

"If you like it, come again next time."

Shen Beidao looked at him and said gently.

Is there a next time?

"Of course, you can come anytime you want..."

“Shen Beidao.” Lin Yi suddenly put down his chopsticks, his expression becoming somewhat serious.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then looked directly at Shen Beidao. "Are you... hiding something from me?"

Lin Yi: We've finished eating, and there are some things I need to say.

Shen Beidao frowned: Did he find out? Is it because my school uniform is too new and doesn't fit properly? Or did he see through Li Rui's student ID?

He remained calm and asked, "Why do you ask that?"

"Are you gay?" Lin Yi's question caught Shen Beidao off guard. "Were you born attracted to men?"

So that's what you were asking.

Shen Beidao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, carefully choosing his words before answering earnestly: "Before I met you, I had never felt romantic feelings for anyone, regardless of gender, and I had no expectations for marriage. But after meeting you..."

"Liar." Lin Yi interrupted him, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Shen Beidao frowned slightly: "..."

Lin Yi stood up: "Am I really lucky? You don't like men or women, but you only like me? How did I happen to run into such a rare event?"

Shen Beidao sensed the strong sarcasm and dissatisfaction in his tone and immediately got up to chase after him.

As he stood up, he instinctively pulled his hat brim down even lower and raised his mask.

He reached out to grab Lin Yi's wrist, but was violently shaken off.

"Lin Yi, do you have some misunderstanding about me?" Shen Beidao tried to explain.

"Misunderstanding?" Lin Yi sneered. "Do you also think dating a man is shameful? Is that why you're all covered up like this! And you even said you had a cold! But you..."

"You don't have a runny nose at all, and your voice doesn't sound like you have a cold!"

Lin Yi hates pretense the most. If you can't accept it, you can just tell him or refuse him. You clearly agreed to be together, but you're so secretive about going out.

Shen Beidao strode after him, saying, "I'm really not feeling well, and I'm afraid I'll infect you."

"Heh." Lin Yi clearly didn't believe it, pushed the door open again, and walked towards the cafeteria door.

As Shen Beidao watched his resolute back, the unease that had been weighing on his heart for a week grew stronger and stronger. The suggestions on the forum suddenly intertwined and almost overwhelmed his reason.

He caught up in a few steps, and this time it was no longer a gentle tug, but a force that could not be resisted, and he pulled Lin Yi back.

To Lin Yi's astonishment, at the bustling entrance of the cafeteria, Shen Beidao tightly embraced his waist, lowered his head, and covered his slightly parted lips with his own.

"Hmm..." Lin Yi was completely taken aback by Shen Beidao's behavior in public.

He began to struggle, pounding his fists against Shen Beidao's solid chest, trying to push him away.

As Lin Yi struggled and resisted, he tore off his mask and bit his lip...

Shen Beidao's Adam's apple bobbed violently with his heavy breathing; he was far from calm, it was all an act.

A moment of silence fell, followed by a chorus of gasps. Countless eyes turned to the two male students, two girls passing by gasped in surprise, and others secretly took out their phones to snap photos of the eye-catching and exciting scene...

Lin Yi's body went limp from the kiss. His hands, which had been pushing against the other's chest, gradually lost their strength. His fingertips curled unconsciously, turning into a dependent posture as he tightly gripped the fabric of Shen Beidao's chest, creating messy wrinkles in his school uniform.

He was trapped in Shen Beidao's warm embrace, his sneakers moving helplessly forward, accidentally stepping on Shen Beidao's clean white sneakers, leaving a half-blurred shoe print, much like the relationship that their group dared not make public yet longed to declare.

It wasn't until the surrounding chatter grew clearer, interspersed with the sounds of camera shutters and whispers, that Shen Beidao managed to regain a sliver of reason from this chaotic and infatuated state.

Love can indeed make people lose control. Those forum users are right.

He ended the lingering kiss before he could catch his breath and pulled his mask back up.

Beneath the brim of his black baseball cap, his bright red ears glowed with a shy warmth, and even the tiny blood vessels on his auricles were clearly visible. He asked in a low voice, "Now can you prove that I'm not a liar?"

Lin Yi was no longer so listless; his eyes were bright, and he still said in a low voice, quite annoyed, "...not a liar, but a big liar."

This little gesture, which had a hint of coquetry, made Shen Beidao's eyes light up with a smile. "You're so cute."

Ignoring the strange looks around him, he held Lin Yi's hand tightly and whispered, "I like it when you act cute in front of me."

Lin Yi warned in a low voice: "Sinking North Island!..."

Before he could say the next sentence, Lin Yi felt a little scared and quickly pulled him outside.

Lin Yi's strength wasn't great, but Shen Beidao was still pulled so hard that he staggered.

Through the swaying vision, it was clearly visible that the hands that should have been at ease were now being obediently guided by Lin Yi.

This realization made Shen Beidao's Adam's apple bob.

He imagined a beautiful, elegant owner, loosely holding a leather rein, leading a Doberman through a crowd.

A note from the author:

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Professor Shen just didn't want to be recognized by the students. Almost everyone in the Foreign Languages ​​Department had attended his open classes. He just wanted to find a reasonable way to inform Lin Yi of his position. Don't call him a scumbag [laughing and crying emoji].