Akikawa-sama, what's wrong with you?

Shadowlan's voice still seemed to linger in his ears, but it was getting farther and farther away from him, as if someone was calling him in a distant dream.

"Mingchuan, Mingchuan, wake up. ”

Another clear voice came from his ear.

His eyelids were heavy, but he kept them open with all his might.

The dazzling sunlight shone on his face, making it impossible for him to fully open his eyes for a while, and everything around him became blurred under this dazzling light.

Strange, where did the sunlight come from? Where he is now, there shouldn't be sunlight, right, such thick clouds, how does the sunlight come through?

He should be in ...... by now

"What did you say?" the voice that woke him up as if he hadn't heard what he was saying clearly, and asked closer, "Are you still talking in your dreams?" ”

Dream talk? Did you dream about it just now?

"Huh, why didn't you react?" the voice showed a hint of confusion, and then a shadow appeared above Ming Chuan's head, blocking the harsh sunlight, "Could it be that you haven't gotten used to this new name yet?"

"What's the new name?" asked Ming Chuan, puzzled.

"Your new name, I just picked it up for you yesterday. The voice smiled and said, "What? Don't you like the name?"

"So, what's the name?" Ming Chuan sat up and said a little impatiently.

"Of course, it's the name 'Mingchuan'. The owner of the voice smiled and took a few steps back, sat back in his chair, and looked at him with a smile.

Ming Chuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the man sitting in front of him blankly.

The man in front of him is very slender, he can't see his actual age from the outside, he is twenty-five to forty-five years old, his face is very clean and elegant, his black hair is very soft, his eyes are gentle with a faint smile, he is wearing a beige gray shirt and dark gray trousers, he looks like a scholar who came out of a classical painting, and his whole body exudes a polite temperament.

Ming Chuan blinked, and after being stunned for a moment, he slowly opened his mouth: "Old, teacher?"

"Your expression is like you've seen a ghost. The man smiled and said, "Why? Haven't you fully come to your senses?" Mingchuan, oh yes, you're not used to this name now, do you want me to call you by your previous name?"

Mingchuan blinked and looked around.

He was in a large room, facing the south side of a large floor-to-ceiling window, the goose-yellow curtains were drawn to the very edge, and it was through this window that the sunlight poured through the whole room, and he was lying on the large bed in the middle of the room, the sheets and walls were white, and it looked clean and comfortable.

Except for the large bed in the middle, there are only a few pieces of furniture in the room, such as two circle chairs in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and a small round coffee table, and there is not even a bedside table.

This is the teacher's room, how can he lie on the teacher's bed?

"Look at your appearance, have you forgotten?" the teacher sat in the chair, sitting comfortably and casually, and said with a smile, "Yesterday you used the Jingling to purify a ghost who just wanted to transform into a ghost, but the ghost energy in your body was out of control, and the teacher couldn't bear to see you in such pain, so he knocked you unconscious." ”

Ming Chuan blinked his eyes, raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, grinned and said, "No wonder I think it hurts so much here, and I'm dizzy, it turns out that you did a good thing." ”

"Hey, who did you learn this attitude from?" the other party frowned dissatisfiedly and said, "I'm your teacher, you have to respect me." ”

"If you want me to respect you, you have to at least act like a teacher, right? What school teacher have you ever seen beat his own student unconscious?" Ming Chuan fought back without showing weakness.

"That's because they don't have any stubborn students like you, and besides, I'm a last resort, do you want to see you rolling on the ground in pain?" said the other party, but no matter how much he stared, his eyes were always gentle, and he didn't look angry at all.

"I didn't roll on the ground!" Mingchuan jumped out of bed with his waist thrusted, he didn't admit that he had done such a shameful thing.

"What's the matter? I feel ashamed and don't want to admit it?" The other party obviously saw Ming Chuan's thoughts, leaned forward with a smile, raised his hand and pressed it on Ming Chuan's head, and rubbed it vigorously, "I didn't expect you to have such a cute side." ”

Although the other party was sitting, the height difference was too big, even if he was sitting, he was about the same height as he was standing, and the other party's arms were much longer than him, Ming Chuan couldn't escape from the other party's "clutches" at all, so he could only grit his teeth and grab his hand, wanting to stop this "atrocity". But it's a pity that the other party seems to be addicted to playing, and the harder he struggles, the harder the other party rubs, and after a while, his head is even more dizzy.

"Hey, have you had enough?!" Ming Chuan could only stare at to express his anger.

"Nope. The other party continued to rub with a smile, and had no intention of stopping.

The two made a fuss for a long time, and it wasn't until the man got tired of playing that they stopped letting Mingchuan go.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question yet. The man asked, as if suddenly remembered.

Ming Chuan endured the nausea in his heart and the faint pain in the back of his head, and asked, "What question did you ask just now?"

"Are you not happy with the name I gave you?" the man asked, "if you don't like it, say it sooner, and I'll help you think of one again." ”

"No, I don't have to. Ming Chuan waved his hand and said, "The name is just a code name, so let's use this." It sounds so much better than the one you picked up before. ”

"Eh, don't you like the one before? The man said with a hurt look on his face, "I thought you liked it." ”

"You said it yourself, 'cute and soft'! I'm a man, do you want to have such a soft and cute name?!" Ming Chuan said angrily and dissatisfiedly, "If I am satisfied, will I ask you to help me change my name?"

"Okay, okay, if you don't like it, you don't like it, so you should be satisfied with this this time, right?" the man showed an expression that would cry if he said he was not satisfied.

"Didn't I just say it, this is good, just use this. Ming Chuan nodded vigorously and said impatiently, "It's just a name, just call it well." ”

"But I still hope you like your name. The man put away his previous joking expression and said with a straight face, "After all, once you decide, for decades to come, others will call you by this name, and this name represents you to a certain extent." ”

"Okay, I see, I'm happy with the name you gave me, don't be ridiculous. Ming Chuan waved his hand impatiently.

"Then from today on, you will be 'Mingchuan'. After hearing this, the corners of the man's mouth opened, revealing the most gentle smile, and the smile in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow, which made people feel sad.

Ming Chuan looked at the other party, suppressed the soreness gushing out of his heart, wrinkled his nose as if he was nothing, and said, "I know, it's really my mother-in-law's guy." ”