The faded wooden floor creaked silently, the blue fabric curtains shone with a light light, and the lines leaking through the cracks in the curtains shone brightly, cutting the badly worn wooden floors mottled and quaint.

Cheng Mo, who was bare-legged and barefoot, looked extraordinarily fair standing in the golden light, his thick and messy hair was a little brown in the sunlight, his lotus-like arms stretched towards Shen Youyi, the white shirt with rolled sleeves exuded the smell of laundry detergent, and its wrinkled hem could not completely cover the gray cotton boxers, revealing a bulging mess. The legs that are completely exposed to the air are long and thin, not as strong and toned as men, but a little like a girl, but more fine hair than a girl, a little less rounded, and the lines are tighter.

In short, his body is full of all the contours and qualities that only a young boy can have.

At this moment, Shen Youyi's brain was blank for a moment, as if he was in a white vastness, and there was nothing as far as his eyes could see, only Cheng Mo's childish face.

This feeling swept through Shen Youyi's body like an electric current, and then it was a wake-up call that made her ashamed.

Shen Youyi hurriedly turned her head, not letting Cheng Mo see her flushed cheeks, and without saying a word, she put the steam iron in her hand on the shelf, picked up the triangular invisible powder from the table, and put it in Cheng Mo's palm.

Cheng Mo completely forgot that he was not wearing trousers, nor did he notice the strangeness of Mr. Shen, picked up the white invisible powder and observed it carefully, the texture was smooth, delicate, and non-sticky, he used the invisible powder to draw a white line on the back of his hand, which was not as clear as on the clothes, but it was still obvious.

Then Cheng Mo picked it up and sniffed it again, there was no trace of taste, he raised his head and asked, "Sister Xi, is there any other color for this invisible powder?"

Shen Youyi was about to nod and say yes, suddenly there was a crisp sound of the heels of high heels tapping on the wooden floor in the corridor, and the sound was getting closer and closer, Shen Youyi remembered that Teacher Duan and Teacher Chen who lived next door were relatively old, and they usually wore flat heels, and there was almost no sound when they walked, which made her unconsciously prick up her ears and listen carefully to this sound to judge where the other party's destination was.

When the sound became clearer and clearer, Cheng Mo also noticed Shen Youyi's slightly nervous expression, but Cheng Mo didn't think there was anything to care about, but he didn't expect Shen Youyi to suddenly push him, looked left and right, and hurriedly stuffed his pants into Cheng Mo's arms, and said eagerly: "Quick.... Quick, Cheng Mo, you hide in bed....."

"For .....?" Cheng Mo just said the word, and the moment he took the pants, he realized that he only had one pants on his leg, if it was Teacher Tan, what would he think when he opened the door and saw Teacher Shen who was like a flower and a male student who was not wearing pants in the same room?

Although they sat upright, they couldn't bear the fear of people's words, especially since this was still a school, and Shen Youyi was still his teacher.

Cheng Mo swallowed back the word "what", looked left and right, the wardrobe was by the door, some too far, it was too late to say it, and the movement would be very big, he looked at the bottom of the bed again, the solid wooden bed base, there was no space at all, and only the bed with mosquito nets could hide.

So Cheng Mo no longer hesitated, and at the same time as the sound of high heels stopped at the door, he quickly flashed to the side of the bed with his pants and rolled into the bed.

Shen Youyi also followed Cheng Mo to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand and put down the mosquito net, at this time there was already a sound of the key twisting at the door, Cheng Mo remembered that his shoes were still at the foot of the bed, and had to remind in a whisper: "Shoes." ”

Shen Youyi looked down and saw Cheng Mo's white canvas shoes neatly resting at the foot of the bed, the tragedy was that there was no place to hide the shoes around, maybe because she was too anxious, maybe it was Shen Youyi, who loved cleanliness, subconsciously blocked the idea of throwing the shoes on the bed, and it seemed that she had nothing to do for the first time felt the feeling of being frightened and her heartstrings were about to break.

At the moment when the door of the dormitory was pushed open, Shen Youyi was in a hurry, sat on the edge of the bed, took off the dark blue gauze dress, raised his legs and got on the bed, put the skirt on the side of the bed, and let the skirt corner cover Cheng Mo's shoes.

When Teacher Tan walked into the dormitory, Shen Youyi also lay down gently, pulling the blanket and covering her body, at this time she was so nervous that she was sweating and sweating all over.

The dormitory is not very spacious, and it is naturally a single bed, but the width is a little wider than the single bed of one meter in the student dormitory, but the width is limited. Originally, it was more than enough for two people to lie side by side on the bed, but because there was still a skirt on the edge of the bed, Shen Youyi was afraid that she would accidentally drop the skirt on the ground, so she could only lean in as much as possible, so she and Cheng Mo squeezed together.

For the first time, Cheng Mo was lying on the same bed with a woman in such an ambiguous posture, the white gauze tent was floating quietly in the viscous air, the sunlight was swaying on the floor with the drifting of the curtains, there seemed to be soft music flowing in the next room, and Teacher Tan on the side was tidying things up and making a sound of soo.

Cheng Mo's heart was beating rapidly, he didn't dare to lie on his side, he could only lie flat and look at the white mosquito net, Shen Youyi suppressed his strength and controlled his breathing in a place close at hand, Cheng Mo listened to Shen Youyi's uneven breath, and felt that the atmosphere was thrilling, and it was no less than what he encountered on the train.

Both of them held their breath and didn't dare to make any sound, although they didn't feel that the atmosphere was anything beautiful, but they couldn't stop the temperature of their bodies from gradually rising, after all, the temperature in Star City in mid-October was not very low, and today was a sunny day, there was no air conditioning in the room, they were crowded on the bed, and they were covered with blankets.

In this situation, Shi Buddha Chengmo couldn't be calm and naturally cool, he rolled his eyeballs, and he could see Teacher Shen's hairline through the corner of his eye, and there was crystal fine sweat flowing along the forehead. Shen Youyi could be seen as high and winding as a mountain, with her breathing undulating, Shen Youyi's arm was close to his, he could feel Teacher Shen's skin cold and moist, Cheng Mo felt like hugging the ice cream that was about to melt in the sun, and the sweet and fragrant touch flooded in his heart.

All kinds of noisy sounds slowly entered his ears, but Cheng Mo felt like he was in a hidden forest under the moonlight, quiet, beautiful and dangerously suffocating.

"Teacher Shen, aren't you going to class yet?" Suddenly, Teacher Tan's slightly shrill question sounded outside the mosquito net.

"My head hurts a little and I'm taking a break.... Anyway, the first class is not my class....." Shen Youyi replied in a vague tone.

"It's not a cold, is it? It's the easiest to catch a cold when the seasons change? Do you need to take medicine? Teacher Tan seemed to have stopped doing something else, and approached Shen Youyi's bed to ask.

This made Cheng Mo and Shen Youyi both frightened, if they were seen like this, they would really be unable to wash themselves by jumping into the Yellow River, Cheng Mo had already felt that Shen Youyi's body was trembling, so he could only make a decision immediately, shrank down slightly, and hid his head in the blanket.

But if two people are lying flat, it is still obvious, not like one person sleeping on the bed. Cheng Mo had no choice but to turn sideways and reach out to support Shen Youyi's soft and slender waist, twisting, and motioning for Teacher Shen to turn his body sideways as well, so that the bed didn't look like two people.

Shen Youyi felt Cheng Mo's hand touch her waist, first her scalp was numb, and her limbs were all tense, but she immediately realized that Cheng Mo was not taking advantage of the opportunity, but reminded her to turn around, Shen Youyi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and said, "Thank you, Teacher Tan, I'm fine, just rest for a while." ”

While speaking, Shen Youyi turned around, but maybe he was too panicked, Shen Youyi did not turn to the outside and turned his back to Cheng Mo, but turned to the wall and faced Cheng Mo.

This is terrible, Cheng Mo, who buried his head in the quilt, suddenly felt what is called an overwhelming wave, the uproar that rushed to his face, instantly overwhelmed Cheng Mo, making him almost unable to breathe.....

"Teacher Shen, doesn't it really matter? Your voice is very dry? Do you want to drink hot water and I'll pour water for you?"

Shen Youyi's heart had already risen to her throat, completely ignoring Cheng Mozheng embedded in her arms, "I don't really want to drink water, Teacher Tan, I really don't care, thank you for your concern, go to class, I'm fine." ”

Cheng Mo's head was buried between the soft crests and valleys, he could feel Shen Youyi's heartbeat and wheezing, and he was a little skeptical that all this was a dream, a spring dream made by a teenager who had just seen eroticism. He was a little flustered, feeling that he had entered an incredible delusional world, swallowed up by the alienated torrent of time.

Cheng Mo felt that his consciousness was blurred, he couldn't tell where he was, he couldn't find his own position, he seemed to be wrapped in warm amniotic fluid, returning to his mother's body, he couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't find the boundary between dream and reality.

He only knew that he was in a very delicate place.

Subtle and at the same time dangerous.

Cheng Mo can't confirm what state he is in, and he can't make an effective judgment on what is happening in front of him, the principles of morality, logic, ethics and emotion, which guide human behavior, seem to have been completely submerged by a flood, sinking under the surface of the primitive impulses of human nature, and only the beacon of desire shines in the vastness.

Cheng Mo opened his eyes, and all he could see was the eleven chalk drawings, which flashed through his mind and pupils like slides.

He closed his eyes, and the flow of the sea of time became confusing.