Chapter 42
Lian Yu was pressed on the bed.
I don’t know how Qin Yi, who looks so slender, can have so much strength at a time like this. Could he be a martial artist?
But Lian Yu soon had no energy to think about anything else.
The scorching hot hands roamed over his body, their weight resting on his waist and abdomen, making Lian Yu inexplicably unable to move. He raised his hand to push the person away, but his palm landed on the ground, making the atmosphere even stranger.
The waistline under the palm was smooth, and it was slightly tightened because of Lian Yu's touch.
The skin is abnormally hot.
It was only then that Lian Yu finally realized that perhaps it wasn't the wine that made Qin Yi like this. Lian Yu frowned, wondering who had tampered with the wine?
Lian Yu was just thinking about it when someone suddenly turned her face over and she looked into Qin Yiwei's red eyes.
"Don't be distracted." Qin Yi's voice was filled with tears, and he sounded very uncomfortable: "Help me quickly."
"It's so uncomfortable, do you want to scream--ah!"
Before Lian Yu could finish asking whether he wanted to call an ambulance, hot lips pressed against hers.
The night wind blew the snow-white gauze curtains in front of the window, and the moonlight, like water, slowly flowed into the room through the window. The shadows of bamboos in the water swayed, stirring up the spring water.
early morning.
A ray of sunlight fell on the young man's strong and lean back. His skin was healthy and the marks of exercise were easily visible on his lines, so the bright red teeth marks and scratches on his shoulders were particularly glaring.
Lian Yu groaned and reached for his shoulder in a daze.
"Hiss, it hurts, it hurts." He muttered as he climbed to his feet. His hand, which was reaching for his shoulder, suddenly stopped. "Wait a minute, what is this? Blood?"
He stared at the dried blood clot in his hand with wide eyes.
"You're so cruel—"
etc.
Lian Yu suddenly turned his head and looked towards the bed.
The person beside him was sleeping soundly, but his condition was not much better than his. There were red marks all over his snow-white skin, especially around his waist. He could almost imagine the intensity of last night.
"Oh my god." Lian Yu exclaimed in a clear and loud voice.
After a flurry of activity, the door was carefully closed, but the hurried footsteps of the fleeing people were forgotten to be enough to wake up the person on the bed.
Qin Yi opened his eyes.
Surprisingly, he didn't feel uncomfortable. After all, he was the only one who lost control last night. Lian Yu's movements were so gentle that he could almost be called a gentleman, as if he was just helping him get through the fever caused by the drugs.
But I always feel that it’s not quite right.
Qin Yi raised his hand to touch his lips and sighed towards the empty bed: "It's true that no matter what time it is, my first reaction is to run."
Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly noticed a note on the bedside table.
The notes on the paper were messy, and it was obvious that Lian Yu had left them in a hurry:
I have classes at 8am. If you feel unwell, please feel free to contact me. Sorry.
The sentence is followed by a hand-drawn crying face, two brackets with their openings facing upwards, and two strings of small water droplets below the brackets. It reminds people of the expression that would appear on Lian Yu's face.
Qin Yi chuckled.
——
"Hey, isn't this our Brother Yu? He looks so energetic."
As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhou Fei sat in the last row and waved frantically to Lian Yu, with two exaggerated dark circles under his eyes.
"Another all-nighter. You're amazing."
"Oh, aren't you busy rescuing people in the canyon?" Zhou Fei scratched his messy hair and gave Lian Yu a sly smile. "Hey, let's not talk about me anymore. It's you who looks so radiant. What good things happened to you last night?"
"It's nothing good," Lian Yu paused, "...I'm also saving people."
"?" Zhou Fei tilted his head and looked at him.
Lian Yu pursed her lips.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Zhou Fei waved his hand, put his arm around Lian Yu's shoulders, and smiled obscenely: "If I hadn't reminded you not to forget the online class exam, you really would have failed. So, how are you going to thank me?"
"Fuck." Lian Yu froze.
"What the hell?" Zhou Fei looked at him puzzledly.
The two of them stared at each other.
Suddenly realizing something, Zhou Fei slowly withdrew his hand from his shoulder and distanced himself from Lian Yu. "Could it be that you...?"
Lian Yu smiled bitterly.
"How could you forget this!" Zhou Fei grabbed Lian Yu's shoulders and shook him: "What on earth are you thinking about, brother!"
Before Lian Yu's brains were about to be shaken evenly, Zhou Fei finally let him go.
"Forget it, there's no hope." Zhou Fei waved his hands, like an old Chinese doctor who had run out of tricks. "Pack up and get ready for the make-up exams."
"It's not completely hopeless, right? I can go ask the teaching assistant for help, just in case there's still a chance. They say this is just a simple course, so it shouldn't be too strict, right?"
Zhou Fei blinked, then suddenly gave Lian Yu a thumbs-up. "What a man! As the saying goes, a little impatience can ruin a big plan, and those who accomplish great things don't dwell on small details. Brother Yu, I admire you."
ah?
Why did he say it as if he were going to the execution ground? Was this teaching assistant really that terrifying? Lian Yu suddenly felt a little unsure.
But then again, everything has to be tried. No matter how scary the assistant coach is, you can't eat him.
But nervousness was still nervousness. Lian Yu's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat. He paced back and forth at the door of the laboratory, his arms folded, his fingertips constantly tapping on his elbows.
The laboratory had access control, so he could only wait for someone to pass by and sneak in. However, it was as if God was deliberately making things difficult for him, and after ten minutes, no one passed by.
Lian Yu felt that if someone had given him a sewing machine ten minutes ago, he could have sewn a T-shirt by now.
"No, I need to divert my attention." Lian Yu muttered, looking at the poster on the promotional wall: "Otherwise, my heart will beat too fast and I will die - football team?"
It was a bright green poster, crudely made, with the most eye-catching part being a line of red Song font in a strange arrangement, which looked a bit like the meme picture of "I have completely learned design".
"Football player recruitment."
Lian Yu had just finished reading when the elevator door opened with a ding.
A girl with big eyes who was talking on the phone came towards me and started cursing:
"Fuck, that bald guy is stupid////idiot——"
The two of them met eyes unexpectedly.
The muscles at the corners of the girl's lips twitched, and suddenly it seemed as if some key words had been triggered:
"...? Of course not. Our boss is wise and powerful. His Mediterranean hairstyle makes him look even more elegant, and he moves like the wind on the pitch. The first line is handsome, the second line is awesome, and the horizontal line reads, "Long live the boss!"
The girl chanted a "spell" while quickly swiping the door open and running away.
"Wait a moment!"
Unable to escape, the girl covered her phone and laughed dryly.
"Excuse me," Lian Yu quickly called up the course title. "Excuse me, do you know if the teaching assistant for this course is here?"
"So you're looking for someone? That's all right, I thought it was that bald spy." The girl breathed a sigh of relief and enthusiastically directed Lian Yu in the right direction. "If you want to find Senior Brother Qin, you can go to the innermost office and ask. He's usually there, or in the lab. Anyway, go ask him first."
"Are you looking for Senior Brother Qin?"
The boy behind the desk looked up at him for a moment, then stood up, holding a stack of printed materials. "Wait here for a moment. I was going to look for him anyway, so I'll go get him for you."
In the laboratory.
"Brother Qin, sorry to bother you."
Li Xiangyu handed the information to the young man in front of the operating table.
The young man stopped, raised his head, and looked at the paper documents in front of him for a moment with his bright dark eyes, then frowned.
"Application to join the team, what is this for?"
Li Xiangyu sighed and sat down on a bench. "The school is going to hold a ball game in a few days, so our college needs to put together a temporary team."
"Football team..." Qin Yi repeated softly, as if remembering something. But he quickly returned to his usual coldness and aloofness, no longer paying attention to the team application. "What does forming a football team have to do with me?"
"Hey, this is our boss's extraordinary ability. We just got a new principal, and he loves football, and our boss wants to be Gao Qiu. There's nothing we can do about it, he's given a death order, and everyone in our group must recruit one, and if we can't recruit one, we'll do it ourselves. Otherwise, just wait to be bombarded with his voicemails."
"I see." Qin Yi pinched his brows and took the application to join the team: "Thank you for making a special trip."
"It's okay, it's just a piece of cake." Li Xiangyu was about to leave when he suddenly remembered Lian Yu: "Oh, by the way, Senior Brother Qin, someone's looking for you in the office. Why don't you go over there?"
Lian Yu was shaking his legs in the office, tightening and loosening the hem of his shirt. He felt that if he continued like this, by the time he got home, the T-shirt would have changed from a short one to a medium-long one.
Why is it so difficult to meet a teaching assistant?!
Suddenly the office door was pushed open.
Lian Yu turned around quickly: "Teacher Qin!"
"Hasn't he been seen yet?" Zhang Yi tilted her head. "Is Senior Brother Qin not here?"
It’s the girl with big eyes at the laboratory door.
Seeing Zhang Yi kindly offering to help him call for help, Lian Yu waved his hands hurriedly: "No, thank you, I already have a senior brother to help me find it."
"Okay." Zhang Yi folded his arms and looked at Lian Yu.
"?" Lian Yu took a step back hesitantly.
Zhang Yi lowered her gaze to Lian Yu's thigh and nodded with satisfaction.
“???” Lian Yu felt scared by being stared at.
"Hey classmate." Zhang Yi suddenly clapped her hands and squeezed in front of Lian Yu with the team application. "Would you like to consider joining our football team? I see you have such a great figure, you must exercise regularly. You will look so handsome on the football field, and you won't have to worry about choosing a spouse in college anymore!"
"No, I guess not." Lian Yu laughed awkwardly.
"Okay, sorry to bother you." Zhang Yi left the office angrily and considerately closed the door for him.
"Damn it, this doesn't even attract him. Am I really only going to play men's soccer?" Zhang Yi howled, then quickly deflated. "But yeah, with such a handsome face, he shouldn't have to worry about choosing a partner, right? Wait, does he have someone he likes?"
"What person do you like? Who?" Li Xiangyu tilted his head and looked at him.
Caught off guard by bumping into two senior brothers, especially the ice-cold Senior Brother Qin, Zhang Yi's shoulders trembled, and he quickly forced a fake smile: "Nothing, nothing."
Then he disappeared in a flash.
Li Xiangyu looked at Qin Yi in confusion. Qin Yi shook his head and pushed open the door.
"Teacher Qin, please give me another chance!"
A huge black shadow rushed over.
The three people in the office froze at the same time.
Li Xiangyu's eyes lit up, like a badger entering a melon field.
"Is this... a request for reconciliation?"
Qin Yi looked at Lian Yu.
Lian Yu: “…”
Why didn’t anyone tell him that the teaching assistant was his first love and current stepmother?
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