Ice-cold water poured out from the shower head.
The sound of dripping water was accompanied by crying and a woman's crazy and shrill voice.
"Good boy, go wash up."
The woman said as she pushed the person under the shower.
The little boy didn't know whether he was chilled by the water or frightened by the woman's madness. He struggled hard and ran out of the bathroom.
"No, no, I've already washed it!"
The woman's pale face was distorted with a sick expression. She held the boy tightly and reached out to grab the brush beside her.
"Wash again, you're dirty, if you're dirty you have to wash it clean, just wash it..."
The little boy was no match for the woman. No matter how he struggled or cried, it was useless.
"Wash it... just wash it clean, it's so dirty..."
The sound of water gradually drowned out the human voices. The brush fell from the woman's hand, and the water flowing on the ground mixed with a hint of light red rushed to the drain.
The little boy half closed his eyes and saw the woman stumbling out of the bathroom.
So cold, so painful, he was so sleepy...
I don't know when the bathroom door was closed. The small space was pitch black, and the clear sound of running water could be heard in the quiet space.
Ying Lian gasped for air and woke up from his dream in horror, with the dreamlike sound of water in his ears.
He glanced out the window.
It's raining.
The small lamp by the bed was on, casting a dim light over him.
Ying Lian raised his hand and picked up the phone on the bedside table. There were no unread messages, and his communication with Mo Qin only stopped before watching the movie.
The dream he had just had made him sweat, and his whole body felt uncomfortably sticky.
Ying Lian slid his finger across the screen, looking through the previous messages between the two, and then clicked on Mo Qin's circle of friends.
There is very little stuff in it, and the latest one is from half a year ago.
He took a few glances and felt empty and inexplicably bored.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier. Ying Lian threw his phone away, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The bathroom door was open a half-person-wide gap, and the water from the shower was warm. He was no longer the helpless little boy he had been more than 20 years ago.
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When Mo Qin woke up, the sky outside was gloomy and it was raining.
She moved in the quilt, and began to feel sleepy again as she looked at the rain outside.
Rainy days are good for sleeping.
Mo Qin hesitated for a while, then dragged her phone into the quilt. There was an unread message from Ying Lian on it.
Ask her if she is awake and if she wants to have breakfast together.
Thinking that he had important things to do later, Mo Qin hesitated for a moment and then immediately agreed.
Why refuse if you can get it for free?
Ying Lian’s house was even tidier than Mo Qin had imagined. It looked like... a model room.
Not popular at all.
There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the light incense, so you wouldn't find it strange even if you were walking out of an operating room behind a door in his house.
I don't know what kind of incense he used, but the smell gave people a sense of peace and tranquility. Combined with the sound of rain outside the window, it just made people drowsy.
Of course Mo Qin didn't sleep, she still had important things to do.
After dinner, she took her computer and started writing a short essay.
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That night, a post containing erotic gossip appeared in a university bar.
There is nothing bad in the post, and it even looks like they are showing off their affection.
But when they saw the photos of the male and female protagonists, they became nervous.
When Wei Yuhe entered college as a freshman, she gained considerable fame for her beautiful appearance and hot body.
Coupled with her playful nature, even more people know her.
Yi Shuqian's popularity among students is not much different from Wei Yuhe's.
The young and handsome lecturer has a post being updated specifically to post his handsome photos.
If it weren't for the issue of their identities, perhaps many people would support this handsome man and beautiful woman.
"No way? Wei Yuhe and Yi Shuqian??"
Some people don't quite believe it.
"Could it be a relative or something?"
"Haha, your relatives are like this. They are all adults, so they should know what it means to avoid suspicion, right?"
The two of them are holding hands, and there are photos of the man hugging the woman's waist. They are obviously a couple.
"Wow, wow, I don't believe it. How could my idol be seduced away by another little devil!"
"I was wondering why Wei Yuhe rejected me before. Turns out she likes older men!"
"Nonsense, what old man? Is it that dating a classmate isn't exciting enough?"
Teacher-student love sounds so exciting.
There were many people condemning the post, some crying that their idol had been defiled, and some scolding Wei Yuhe for seducing her teacher.
Of course, this matter was only circulated in a small circle, and the photos in it were limited to scenes of simple dates between the two.
I don’t know if it’s because too many people are scolding me, but some people are gradually developing a rebellious mentality.
"We're all adults now, what's wrong with dating? Is it illegal or is it eating your rice?"
"That's right, love is not a problem! Identity is not a problem!"
"Are you okay? What's there to complain about? I think you're just jealous."
I don't know why, but the two sides with different positions started to quarrel with each other.
The post was also forwarded to some groups.
The parties involved in this matter were completely unaware of it.
Wei Yuhe went to attend Yi Shuqian's class just like before.
As soon as she entered the classroom, she noticed that people were looking at her from time to time, and even whispering.
"Look, that's her. She's here again."
"Are they really having an affair?"
"You dressed like this to seduce the teacher, right?"
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