Chapter 43 "Husband, I was wrong."
The phone at the bedside rang, accompanied by the sound of a WeChat video invitation, suddenly illuminating the space in the lower bunk.
The two people who were kissing were startled and became confused.
Ren Yizi tidied himself up for a long time before he dared to pick up his cell phone.
He took a look—it was his grandmother calling!
"My grandma!" Ren Yizi's voice was slightly hoarse, perhaps because he felt guilty, he quickly pushed Wen Siru out of the screen of the mobile phone.
Wen Siru had no choice but to hide in the quilt, like a wronged little lover, revealing a pair of affectionate eyes and blinking at Ren Yizi.
When the two of them just got together, they didn't react. In fact, if they didn't take the initiative to say that they were two grown boys in love, grandma wouldn't find out. Instead, they tried to hide it, which was abnormal.
Ren Yizi smoothed his hair, slowed down, adjusted the camera angle, and then pressed the answer button.
The scene immediately jumped out. It was very quiet on the grandmother's end, with only the crackling of the burning charcoal. Grandma smiled and said to her grandson on the phone: "Azi, are you done with your evening study?"
A little sweat broke out on Ren Yizi's forehead. He calmed down for a moment and said to his grandmother, "Yes, I'm back to the dormitory."
Grandma said on the other end: "The weather has been getting cold recently, you should wear more clothes."
"Okay grandma, you too." Ren Yizi said, grabbing the quilt rashly.
Grandma stared at Ren Yizi with doubtful eyes and asked, "Azi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?"
Ren Yizi was indeed feeling unwell, but he still tried to comfort his grandmother, saying, "No, I'm not feeling unwell."
Grandma nodded. She was sewing clothes on the side. "That's good. Grandma knows that you are in your third year of high school now. It's very tiring and hard..."
Ren Yizi listened to his grandmother's idle chatter and responded.
Grandma was still on the other end saying, "You're busy studying, so go to bed early and don't stay up late... It's getting late now, so go get some rest and go to bed."
Normally, Ren Yizi would have enjoyed it because his grandmother could say such a long speech, which meant that she was getting better. But now he felt very tortured. He finally waited until his grandmother said she was going to hang up, and hurriedly said, "Good night, grandma, sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams."
Ren Yizi quickly hung up the video. His mind went blank. He patted Wen Siru and said with a helpless smile, "You bastard."
Wen Siru was not annoyed. His Adam's apple moved a few times, and he sat up and asked Ren Yizi for a kiss.
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Late at night, the wind blew into the dormitory from the balcony, and they hugged each other quietly in bed.
Ren Yizi frowned slightly, with tears flickering in his eyes.
Wen Siru put his arm around Ren Yizi's waist, pressed tightly against him, and gently brushed the corners of Ren Yizi's red eyes with his fingers, then pinched his earlobe, "It's getting late, go to bed, good night."
Ren Yizi stretched out his hand from under the quilt, grabbed Wen Siru's hand, and intertwined their fingers: "Don't sleep yet, wait..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his other hand, took the phone from the side, and took a few photos of the two of them holding hands vaguely visible in the dark.
Wen Siru raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "What are you doing?"
"I really want to record every minute and every second we're together," Ren Yizi edited his phone and uploaded the photo of them holding hands to his Weibo account. "I can't post on WeChat Moments, so I posted on Weibo just to satisfy my curiosity. I just created a smurf account, and I don't know anyone there. You should follow me later."
Ren Yizi had never been interested in recording his life before, but since he got together with Wen Siru, he suddenly wanted to record every moment of their love. He was probably really addicted to it.
"Okay, I'll go check it out. What's the ID?" Wen Si Ru also picked up his phone and asked.
Ren Yizi reported an ID.
Wen Si Ru searched the ID and saw that this account was indeed newly registered a few days ago. A photo of them holding hands had just been uploaded on it. In the dim light, two beautiful and neat fingers were crossed and clasped together, and the copy was three love symbols.
Wen Siru said cautiously, "Follow me back and set it to visible only to your friends circle when you post. Weibo will still push it to those around you."
Ren Yizi nodded: "I will upload all the photos we took together in a few days. This will be our private secret base."
"Okay," Wen Siru reminded him with love in his eyes, "but don't share the video we just took."
Ren Yizi hummed, "I know."
Wen Siru kissed his forehead and said with a smile, "As long as you like it."
Ren Yizi's eyes were full of seduction: "How do you know I like it? Don't you like it? Well, let's be platonic from now on."
After he finished speaking, he turned over and faced Wen Si Ru. Their bodies, which were pressed together, were also pulled apart by him, and his skin did not touch Wen Si Ru at all.
Wen Siru knew that he was being rude, so he immediately went over to him, put his arms around Ren Yizi's waist, buried his face in his neck, and said aggrievedly, "No, I love it so much. I love hearing your voice and seeing your face. Please don't be platonic! I just love kissing you."
Ren Yizi continued to push the issue further, "Good boy, you said, 'Husband, I was wrong.'"
Wen Siru repeated obediently: "Husband, I was wrong."
The voice was as pleasant as the sound of forest and spring water, and it was particularly pleasant to the ear in the quiet dormitory.
Ren Yizi stroked Wen Siru's soft hair like a trained dog, and said with great satisfaction: "So good."
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The two of them lived a shameless and happy campus life at school, and treated the dormitory like their home. Sometimes Ren Yizi complained that the food in the cafeteria was not tasty, and Wen Siru would cook for him in the dormitory in different ways.
However, the good times didn't last long before a small trouble arose - their relationship was discovered by Black Whirlwind.
In the huge office, Black Whirlwind sat across from them with a sullen face. He sighed for a long time before saying, "Perhaps, in the beginning, I really shouldn't have let you two live together. I've always thought you two had a really deep bond as roommates, which was great, but I really didn't expect you two to end up together..."
Ren Yizi still couldn't figure out how Black Whirlwind knew that he and Wen Siru were a couple. He tried to argue, "No, Teacher, don't be so subjective. Just because we're close doesn't mean we're together."
"Don't try to change my mind. It was raining a few days ago, and Teacher Peng happened to be walking along the road behind the school. He saw you guys there..." Black Whirlwind couldn't even utter the hot word "kiss." He searched his mind for words, and after a long while, he finally uttered a word he thought was appropriate, "hanging out."
Ren Yizi was secretly shocked. Few students knew about that path, and very few people passed by it.
And that day, they did not see anyone passing by.
"Then I checked the surveillance footage, and it was indeed true." Black Whirlwind had been a teacher for 30 years. Even though the two of them covered themselves with school uniforms, he could still tell from their hugging posture that they were doing what a couple did.
Ren Yizi could only blame himself for being unlucky. Someone passed by that path, and such a low-probability event happened to them.
Black Whirlwind launched into a long speech: "It's understandable that young people are interested in novel, exciting, and unconventional things. You two boys being in a relationship isn't in line with the norm, but it's not illegal either. I can't interfere. But you can't date before the college entrance exam. Once you're in college, you can do whatever you want..."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door. Black Whirlwind paused and said, "Come in."
When the door opened, it turned out to be Peng Molan. She said straight to the point, "Xiaofeng, I want to talk to Ren Yizi privately."
Black Whirlwind was stunned at first, then glanced at Ren Yizi before saying, "Okay, then Ren Yizi, go talk to Teacher Peng first."
Ren Yizi followed Peng Molan to the office. At this time, all the other teachers had gone to the meeting, only Peng Molan did not go.
As soon as Peng Molan returned to the office, she closed the door and looked deeply at Ren Yizi, observing every inch of his body as if she wanted to engrave his appearance in her heart: "Come and sit down."
Ren Yizi hesitated for once, and he sat down in a panic, "Teacher Peng, if you have anything to say, just tell me."
"I don't care whether you're dating a girl or a boy, I have no right to interfere. I just ask you to study hard, otherwise, you'll be the only one who gets hurt in the future."
Peng Molan said earnestly, "This world is so cruel. Wen Siru is a good student. Even if he falls in love, the director will only give him a symbolic warning. After all, he has their family behind him, and he can also win corresponding honors for the school.
"While your grades have improved this semester, they're very unstable, and your ranking fluctuates wildly. A relationship will affect your grades unless you promise your teacher that you'll rank xxxth this semester. Whether you're sleeping in class, escaping to an internet cafe, or dating, I can protect you. Don't worry about anything. I'll help you convince the dean. We'll also keep your relationship a secret..."
Ren Yizi didn't know why Peng Molan, his teacher, was so familiar with him. He felt that there was some truth in what she said. His eyes wandered to Peng Molan's desk, where there was a very conspicuous photo frame. It was a photo of Peng Molan and her husband when they were young, holding their child and smiling brightly.
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After Peng Molan asked him to go back to the classroom, Ren Yizi went to Black Whirlwind's office, but he didn't expect that Black Whirlwind had already asked Wen Siru to go back to class.
Black Whirlwind looked tired. He asked Ren Yizi, "Do you know why Teacher Peng is so interested in you?"
Ren Yizi shook his head.
"A few years ago, Mr. Peng's son was riding a motorcycle without a helmet and was in a car accident and died.
And you look a bit like her son. She happened to see you and thought of her son, so she came to teach your class, as a way of remembering her son. "
Ren Yizi asked: "Lao Feng, why are you telling me this?"
"Of course I hope you don't let Teacher Peng down and get better grades. Her son will never be able to go to college, but you must get in."
The voice of Black Whirlwind still rang in Ren Yizi's ears. Peng Molan said that she would keep it a secret for them and indeed did not contact their parents.
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