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Ruan Qing’s body stiffened slightly, and in an instant, his body hair stood on end, and every cell in his body was screaming to run away.
But he couldn’t run.
Shen Yu’an might just be testing him.
If he ran away now, it would directly imply that he had indeed seen that photo.
Moreover, Shen Yu’an called him to the office just now in front of the whole class.
The possibility of him dying here was not high.
So, he just needed to pretend he really didn’t see it.
Ruan Qing raised his head in confusion, “Teacher, what are you talking about?”
“Pretending not to know?”
Shen Yu’an had already walked up to Ruan Qing; he gently touched Ruan Qing’s forehead where his hair was scattered.
Ruan Qing glanced at Shen Yu’an’s hand, feeling uncomfortable. He even subconsciously took a step back.
He directly avoided Shen Yu’an’s hand.
Shen Yu’an didn’t get angry; he chuckled and picked up a photo, facing it towards Ruan Qing. “Just now in the corridor. Did you see this photo?”
Ruan Qing, upon hearing this, instinctively looked at the photo in Shen Yu’an’s hand.
After clearly seeing what was in the photo, his clear and lively eyes showed a hint of shock and disbelief.
His face turned pale.
Because the photo in Shen Yu’an’s hand was the one from the corridor, resembling a crime scene.
Ruan Qing’s heart sank. Shen Yu’an deliberately bumped into him in the corridor.
Even if he hadn’t seen this photo in the corridor, Shen Yu’an probably would have found another way to make him see it.
Because the key was not whether he saw it or not; it’s that Shen Yu’an wanted him to see it.
Clearly, Shen Yu’an was attracted to his peculiar and abnormal constitution.
Ruan Qing looked at the terrifying photo in Shen Yu’an’s hand, fear in his eyes, subconsciously stepping back step by step.
Until he was backed against the door with no way to retreat, he realized and, in panic, turned around, twisting the doorknob.
Trying to open the door to escape.
However, as he began to open the door slightly, someone promptly pushed it closed again.
The tall figure appeared behind Ruan Qing, casting a shadow that enveloped him with an undeniable sense of oppression.
After Shen Yu’an closed and even locked the door, he grabbed the hand of the young man, turning him to face him directly.
Shen Yu’an was very tall, almost reaching 1.9 meters.
Looking down at the young man before him, Shen Yu’an’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile carried a hint of danger. “Xia Qing, what do you think we should do now?”
Ruan Qing’s face turned even paler, his eyes reddened, and his body trembled slightly out of fear.
His eyes were even redder, but due to the already dried tears, they only made his eyes slightly moist without flowing down.
He wanted to beg the person in front of him, but his speech disorder struck again, preventing him from making any sound.
He couldn’t even plead for mercy.
Ruan Qing’s hand trembled slightly as he took out a pen and notebook, intending to write. However, before he could start, the notebook was ruthlessly snatched away and thrown to the ground like trash.
Now he couldn’t even write.
Without glancing at the notebook, Shen Yu’an looked at the trembling young man and spoke with a gentle tone. “Xia Qing, do you know?”
“Only dead people can keep secrets.”
Ruan Qing stiffened at the words, his face growing even paler, and his lips trembling slightly.
Clearly, he was terrified to the extreme.
Shen Yu’an reached out, gently caressing Ruan Qing’s delicate cheek. His tone was incredibly soft as he asked, “Tell me, should I kill you?”
No...please...
Ruan Qing widened his terrified eyes, shaking his head with a face that was fragile and helpless.
Tears, which seemed impossible to shed again, streamed down his face.
The young man’s appearance was so exquisite that he seemed like the most perfect creation of heaven. His beauty was so profound that even the world’s greatest painters couldn’t capture three-tenths of it.
It was like delicate porcelain, beautiful yet fragile.
The young man was so fragile that he could be entirely under his control.
“Did you cry again?” Shen Yu’an reached out and pinched the chin of the young man. In a posture that brooked no refusal, he lifted the young man’s lowered head a bit, meeting Ruan Qing’s beautiful eyes.
Sure enough, he cried again.
“Why do you cry so much?” Shen Yu’an asked, but he didn’t get an answer. He knew he wouldn’t get one.
After all, when the young man cried, he couldn’t articulate the proper words. He had known this long ago, back when the young man was still in the dormitory.
The student dormitories of the first university were arranged according to the letters A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, and A-block was next to the teacher’s apartments.
This morning, while he was getting ready, he saw the young man in the opposite dormitory.
Because his dorm was directly opposite the other, he had seen the same face many times before. However, there had never been a moment like this morning, when his usually calm heart throbbed violently.
Never had there been a moment when he felt so alive.
The young man seemed like a completely different person all of a sudden, making him feel that life had gained meaning.
That’s why, when the young man hurried off to class, he deliberately collided with him and exposed that photograph step by step.
He was enticing the young man, trying to completely possess him.
“Do you know?” Shen Yu’an wiped a few times on the tears with his thumb, his tone carrying a hint of ambiguity.
His thumb instantly moistened with tears, wiping them on Ruan Qing’s smooth and delicate skin, giving off a somewhat seductive feeling.
Shen Yu’an lowered his gaze deeply, looking at the young man in front of him. His voice was slightly hoarse and magnetic. “Tears are especially pitiful only when shed in bed.”
“They also make people exceptionally soft-hearted.”
Shen Yu’an rubbed the young man’s pale red thin lips with his thumb. “It makes people so soft-hearted that they can’t do anything.”
After saying this, Shen Yu’an lightly chuckled with a meaningful smile. “Understand?”
Ruan Qing: “...” He didn’t really want to understand.
This group of perverts was really more scheming than the other.
Just when Ruan Qing looked utterly confused, his gaze suddenly froze.
There was a French window in Shen Yu’an’s office, on the side of the balcony, and one could directly open the French window to enter the balcony.
Looking from his current angle, not far outside the window, there was a person standing.
That person had his back to the window, wearing a red top and black pants, looking somewhat dirty.
The clothes were also somewhat tattered, with traces of white vaguely visible in the red.
The style of the clothes seemed to be a shirt.
The shirt... didn’t seem to have red and white pattern.
Ruan Qing seemed to suddenly realize something. His eyes widened directly, and his pupils contracted slightly.
It looked more like a white shirt turned red with blood rather than a red shirt, giving it a somewhat eerie and scary appearance.
And this was the third floor; that’s not outside the window at all.
But inside the... window!
At this distance...
That ‘person’ was right in front of them!!!
ruan qing just cant catch a break. not that i mind ofc, all for the plot!
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