"With his good genes, of course he can."

"It's just that after so many years, he has lost the premise of my teaching, he has also lost all possibilities, and he has wasted the most perfect gene I gave him."

Jiang Ningchuan couldn't help but recall the two sentences that Professor Zhong said later and the expression of gritted teeth when he said this, his intuition told him that there seemed to be something wrong, but the truth made people reluctant to explore.

The temperature in Jianglin dropped faster than in Nandu, and it was only the beginning of September, and a cool breeze had already begun to blow. The cool breeze blew away all the fatigue accumulated throughout the day, and it was indeed better than the sultry heat that Nandu could not escape.

It was only in the evening that Jiang Ningchuan went back to the hotel, and after a simple good night, he rested in the room.

The half-dried hair seems to be still exuding heat, and the hair that has not been trimmed in time falls obediently next to the ear, looking much younger than the usual meticulously combed hair, and the youthful spirit between the eyebrows is becoming more and more obvious.

Jiang Ningchuan looked at the brightly lit streets outside the window, and his eyes were a little dazed.

In fact, he was at a loss before, more than ten years ago, the time was so long that he couldn't remember it clearly.

At that time, he had just entered high school, and because he skipped too many grades, he was actually only twelve or thirteen years old.

That year, his mother Ning Ning had just died, and his father Jiang Hai's business had just improved, and during that time, he was always alone.

"Just that little dwarf, the little prodigy in your class, looks like he just graduated from elementary school, right?"

"I don't know, it's quite cold, but the top students are like this, they may not be happy to take care of us."

"Next semester will be divided into arts and sciences, have you thought about choosing liberal arts or science, although the most important thing is your own interest, but with your ability and level, the teacher still recommends that you apply for science, so that you can choose more and better majors in the future."

"Jiang Ningchuan, you ......"

"That Jiang Ningchuan ......"

“……”

Twelve or thirteen-year-old Xiao Jiang Ningchuan, who was not ready to grow up, hid in the quilt, he covered his ears with his hands, trying to drive out all the chaotic sounds in his head.

I'm not a dwarf, I just haven't started growing up yet.

I'm not cold, I need friends too.

I don't know what liberal arts and sciences are, and I don't know what is better or more useful.

Before that, I was a child who could only read and had the love of my parents.

I don't know anything......

Time will most urge people to grow, Jiang Ningchuan, who is said to be a little dwarf, will grow like a sunny sapling in the days to come, he really doesn't need friends anymore, and he is used to his mother never appearing again, and even the father who is still alive can turn a blind eye.

……

Emotions always come quickly, Jiang Ningchuan closed the curtains, trying in vain to isolate himself from the outside world.

In this small room, everything was silent except for the dehumidifier that was running quietly, but the vibration of the mobile phone broke the temporary silence.

It was Director Lu's WeChat message, and after talking to Professor Zhong on the phone yesterday, he also received a notice from the dean, presumably Director Lu already knew.

Director Lu: How's the situation, is it going well?

Jiang Ningchuan: It's okay

Director Lu: That's good

Director Lu: Come back for a treat, I'm going to Liuheju

Director Lu: You've been thinking about where Aunt Luo wants to eat for a long time

Jiang Ningchuan: ......

Jiang Ningchuan: Okay

Liuheju s plum vegetable elbow can be called a must in the southern capital, and Aunt Luo, who has never been very meaty, has a good bite, but her blood pressure has been high in recent years, and everyone controls her not to eat too greasy things, and it is nothing to eat once in a while.

The mobile phone that did not receive a reply slowly dimmed, and after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from it, Jiang Ningchuan stared at it, and he was actually a little disappointed in his heart, and he felt a little lost.

Missing another person's greeting.

The chat record with the little intern is still stuck in the good night of today and last night, and it was just a hurried phone call in the morning.

They are already inextricably linked, but Jiang Ningchuan still feels that it is not enough.

He is unwilling to say good night only over the phone every day, what is the inextricable thread, he only hopes that the two of them can be tightly wrapped together, and no one can break free.

Jiang Ningchuan is often worried about his uncontrollable possessiveness, he wants to have the people he cares about for himself, but he always understands that nothing will always belong to someone.

Rational people torture themselves all the time.

It was past eleven o'clock, and the little intern had already said good night at ten thirty-eight yesterday.

Will there be a good night today?

Jiang Ningchuan stared at the three words of the intern at the top of the list, and lost his mind for a moment.

His completely dry hair was casually pulled back of his head, and two disobedient locks were stubbornly staring at him above his ears, adding some playfulness to the face that was not easy to get along with at first glance.

Jiang Ningchuan looked at his face that was contained in the screen, grabbed his hair, concave it, and then squeezed out a little smile with difficulty, took a selfie, and even added a black and white filter.

Subsequently, there was one more dynamic in his circle of friends.

——Jiang Ningchuan: Today is ji (yes)

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Five minutes later, Mr. Jiang's circle of friends had 18 more related updates, of which 12 liked and 6 replied.

- Huang Chu: If you're kidnapped, blink

- Huang Chu: Hahaha, I took a screenshot

- Yu Tang: Save the picture (I'm not, I don't, you read it wrong (so handsome, mua~.)

- Director Lu: Cool, emoji (thumbs up)

- Lu Pei: My best friend asked me if I wanted your WeChat account hahahahaha, can you give it to Brother Chuan

- King's Trick: Handsome guy, are you interested in having a coffee together?

Who is this king trick? When was this person added? Click on the circle of friends, eh, woc this man?

Jiang Ningchuan blacked out the king's trick with a black face, and waited irritably for five minutes, and there were three more likes and a message in the circle of friends.

- Fitness Coach: You haven't been to the gym in a month, do you hate that I'm not as cool as you?

Jiang Ningchuan was so angry that his eyes darkened, and he directly deleted the news.

The people who should reply to the message don't reply, why are there so many people who shouldn't reply to the message, and when did they add so many WeChat friends, all of them were deleted!

Teacher Jiang lost his mind, but fortunately he came back to his senses before trying to block everyone.

He clicked on the dialog box with the little intern—

How are you today?

Delete.

Slept?

Delete.

I met Professor Zhong today, and he praised you.

Delete.

……

At half past eleven, there were still two percent of the battery left on the mobile phone, and Jiang Ningchuan kept typing and deleting the mobile phone, and his thumb was so sore that he couldn't speak.

He pursed the corners of his lips and put the phone down, shaking his somewhat sore wrist.

- Ding Dong

- Ding Dong

- Ding Dong

- Ding Dong

Jiang Ningchuan quickly picked up his mobile phone and watched the messages of the little interns pop up on the screen one by one.

Intern: I just found out today that the breakfast in the cafeteria is delicious

Intern: I only ate two bowls of food alone at noon, and I was so hungry when I got off work

Intern: Isn't the moon in Jianglin very beautiful, I haven't seen it for a long time

Intern: Good night, teacher

After reading this, it was not enough, Jiang Ningchuan looked at the "the other party is typing" prompt at the top in a daze, and his heart beat a little exaggerated.

It's like something is going to break through the eardrum, "poof" "poof......

There are thousands of sounds that a person can perceive, and he can only hear the heartbeat at the moment.

He got up and opened the curtains and glanced at the moon in the sky, not knowing what it was like more than ten years ago, but it was beautiful tonight.

……

Yu Tang's hints in the dark made Jiang Yu feel that he was afraid that his dream would come true, although this matter may be one of the three major illusions in life, but he thought what it mattered.

Even if it's just a misunderstanding, he can find hidden happiness in the misunderstanding.

At least the secret feelings in his heart have been expected and blessed from the beginning.

As soon as Jiang Wan came home, she found that her good boy was holding a pillow and was silly, living with the expression of a young girl.

This is very strange for Jiang Wan, after all, he has never seen such a shy expression on his stupid son's face, which is really strange.

Jiang Wan never felt the need for the word early love, she believed that feelings should not be limited by age, so Jiang Yu was never allowed to fall in love.

But when He Xi was in high school, he would make money to buy gifts for his little girlfriend, and his own good boy still looked like I only love to study, and I have never seen him interested in any little girl.

When Jiang Wan went to the parent-teacher conference, she was quietly looked at by many little girls with crimson cheeks, and Jiang Yu said happily in her mother's ear every time, "Mom, I'm the first place again this time."

Thinking of that period of history, Jiang Wan couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead, and felt relieved that his stupid boy had finally opened his mind.

She shouted and asked, "What are you stupid about?" ”

The smile on Jiang Yu's face froze for a moment when he saw Jiang Wan, and he inexplicably felt a kind of embarrassment of being caught, but this emotion was quickly filled with joy, "Mom, when did you come back, why don't I know!" ”

"I've been standing at the door for five minutes, okay, tell me, why are you so happy?"

The feeling of embarrassment just now came back, Jiang Yu scratched his head, "It's a very important matter, but I think you might beat me up if I say it." ”

"What about your conscience?" Jiang Wanbai him, let's not talk about beating, from Jiang Yu to adulthood, he almost didn't even say a single heavy word.

"This time is an exception, I think you'll be moving your hands for the first time in your life when I'm done."

Although Jiang Yu was smiling on his face, his palms couldn't help but start sweating.

He has never liked anyone since he was a child, so what kind of person he likes has not been in his consideration, if he likes a girl, he can happily take it home and say, "Mom, this is my girlfriend", but it just so happens that he likes a man, although he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, but for the elders, it doesn't seem to be so easy to accept.

Jiang Yu wiped the sweat from his palms and looked at Jiang Wan's eyes emphasized.

"I'll say okay first, you can beat me, but can you not be too angry, and don't be sad."

Jiang Yu's solemn appearance couldn't help but remind Jiang Wan of the last time she had something to say, she hesitated for a moment and shook her head, "I'm not ready to listen to it yet." ”

"You must listen!" Jiang Yu finally made up his mind, how could it be so easy to let people go, he grabbed Jiang Wan's wrist and hurriedly shouted: "I like our Teacher Jiang." ”

It was indeed amazing news, Jiang Wan was stunned for a long time.

"Mom?" Jiang Yu tried to shout.

"Don't talk to me, you let me."

"Okay."

After saying that, the mother and son sat on the sofa in a daze, and the living room suddenly fell silent, only hearing two breaths of the same frequency.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, Jiang Yu felt that his legs were starting to ache, he quietly glanced at Jiang Wan's face, trying to see some emotions from his mother's face.

It's a pity that Jiang Wan doesn't have any extra expressions except for the corners of his mouth that are a little tight.

Later, Jiang Yu was thirsty, so he got up and poured two cups of hot water and put them on the small coffee table in front of him.

"Are you serious?" Jiang Wan finally spoke, and asked a few questions one after another, "Do you like men in the first place, or do you find that you like your teacher, you like your teacher, what about the other party?" ”

It's not like she's never seen a man like a man before, and she's even fought a lawsuit for a broken gay person.

Just as she is not against puppy love, she believes that feelings have nothing to do with age and certainly not with gender.

But not objecting to it does not mean that she can accept it completely, not to mention that the protagonist of the problem now is her only son.

Homosexuals in China may not be recognized for a long time, after all, not long ago he was labeled as a disease, she does not think that her child's liking of the same sex is a disease, but as a mother, she must let her child recognize his current feelings.

Jiang Wan's gaze can be called aggressive, even though he is used to his mother bringing work habits to life from time to time, but Jiang Yu is still a little stunned at this time.

He pondered for a moment and said, "I'm currently in love with someone, and I don't know what it means to be serious, but I think I need to pay enough attention to it before I tell you about it, instead of hiding it." ”

Jiang Wan didn't say whether he was serious or not, but Jiang Wan could understand.

If you don't really like someone, why risk being reprimanded or even punished to show your heart.

Looking at her son who looked slightly uneasy, Jiang Wan was in a somewhat complicated mood, she sighed and said, "I didn't listen to it if I knew it, I thought you had finally found a girlfriend." ”

"I'm sorry ......"

"What's there to be sorry for, no one says you have to like girls."

"That ......"

Jiang Wan didn't give Jiang Yu a chance to speak at all, she covered her son's mouth and hurriedly said, "Don't talk yet, I still have to take it slowly." ”

Jiang Yu: "...... Okay. ”