Gu Suihan blushed. "I didn't know it was that kind of song, otherwise I would have stopped them."
"You haven't heard of it? It seems you haven't surfed the Internet enough. You shouldn't have hung up so early. I still want to hear if Xin can sing."
Shen Qingmang had a smile on his face, but Gu Suihan did not feel relieved.
"I'm sorry, I..."
"Oh, yes, there is something we haven't made clear. Why do you want to forge the identity of a junior?" Shen Qingmang looked down at him condescendingly.
Gu Suihan felt a little dizzy, his thoughts were confused, and he struggled to organize his words: "Because I... I want to talk to you more."
"We see each other every day at school, why would we need to create another opportunity?" Shen Qingmang was puzzled. "Haven't I talked to you enough at school? So you don't pay attention in Chinese class, right?"
"That's different." Gu Suihan shook his head. "Teacher Shen and Senior Sister are still different."
Shen Qingmang was even more puzzled. "What's the difference?"
Gu Suihan murmured with hazy eyes, "Teacher Shen is high above us, like the bright moon in the sky, illuminating us all and making us feel inferior. But I, your senior sister, am like the orchid on the shore, her fragrance growing clearer from afar, ready for the picking."
She took a step back and said in disbelief: "Gu Suihan, you are..."
He licked his chapped lips, feeling a fire burning in his heart, burning him recklessly. "I'm going through all this trouble, don't you really understand why? I love you, Shen Qingmang."
"You...you've had too much to drink?" Shen Qingmang laughed dryly, "You're really talking nonsense. I wonder if you'll regret it tomorrow when you sober up."
"I've been pretending to be your junior for so long, am I still unconscious?" Gu Suihan stood up unsteadily and looked her in the eye. "I'm sorry for deceiving you by pretending to be someone else, but I don't regret it. Now it's up to you to do what you want with me. As long as you don't ignore me, I'll accept any scolding or punishment."
"Are there still those who are eager to receive punishment? I really don't understand what you kids are doing these days." Shen Qingmang sighed. "Go in first, we'll wait for them in the hall."
"Yeah." He couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed. Shen Qingmang seemed to want to just put the matter aside. Was it that he didn't care or... didn't care?
He walked behind her, feeling his steps becoming increasingly shaky.
"I seem to..."
"What?" Shen Qingmang turned around and looked at him.
He looked at her pitifully. "I seem to be ill, Master..."
After saying that, he fell on top of her.
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