Wild School Boy Was Picked Up And Brought Home By His Professor Chapter 10
byChapter 10 The Mint-Flavored Kiss
The sharp cries and accusations on the other end of the phone lasted for nearly two minutes before subsiding slightly due to exhaustion, leaving only suppressed sobs.
Shen Beidao listened in silence until the voice on the other end had calmed down sufficiently. Only then did he speak, his tone measured:
“Hello, Madam. I am Shen Beidao, a teacher at Jiangzhou University’s School of Foreign Languages. If you need to verify, you can look up my employee ID, 118…”
His voice was not loud, but it possessed a calming power. Without waiting for a response, he continued, “Regarding Lin Yi, I believe there might be some misunderstanding.”
“There was an offline event at the Provincial Museum today. My student, Li Rui, was a volunteer for the event, and Lin Yi came to help Li Rui.
Because I had some spare bottled water in my car that needed to be moved into the venue, I asked them to retrieve the items from my car.”
His pace was even, his logic clear, as if stating an objective fact: “The photo you received was taken in the driver and passenger seats. I speculate… it’s normal for young people to be curious about the car and take a commemorative photo.”
He skillfully avoided describing the specific actions, directing the focus toward the vehicle itself.
The photo sent by Lin Yi’s mother was very blurry, showing only two dark figures close together. Lin Yi was recognizable because half his face was visible, but the other man had his back to the camera, making it impossible to identify him.
“You can contact Li Rui to verify; he should be clearer about the situation at the time.”
The woman on the other end was clearly bewildered by this calm and informative explanation. After a few seconds of silence, she asked with hesitation and lingering sniffles, “Then… why is Lin Yi’s phone with you?”
“He left his backpack in my car.”
A hint of teacherly exasperation entered Shen Beidao’s tone. “I called him. Lin Yi said it was his spare phone, which he doesn’t use often, and he will come to pick it up tomorrow.”
He didn’t even give the other party time to carefully consider the “spare phone” excuse, naturally throwing out the next question:
“Also, Madam, could you please tell me the phone number that sent this photo?
As a teacher, I have a responsibility to monitor the physical and mental well-being of my students. If this is a prank between classmates, or if there are other malicious intentions, I need to understand the situation to provide appropriate guidance and education.”
“Students, their primary task is still learning; they should act like students.”
He deliberately emphasized this point, reinforcing traditional values: “As for the issue of homosexuality you mentioned, please rest assured that as educators, we naturally do not encourage such behavior. If there truly are inappropriate actions between students, I, as their teacher, will provide guidance privately in a suitable manner.”
His words were airtight, both stating his position as a teacher and implying a discreet handling of the matter, maximally soothing the other party’s sensitive and agitated nerves.
The phone line fell into a longer silence. A few minutes later, the collapse in the woman’s voice had largely faded, replaced by weary helplessness and a touch of embarrassment: “…Thank you, Teacher. I apologize… for disturbing you so rashly today. I was a bit emotional.”
“It’s alright, I understand.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the call was disconnected, leaving only a dial tone.
Shen Beidao slowly put down his phone, the gaze behind his glasses showing no ripple of emotion.
His long fingers quickly manipulated the screen, deleting the call record, as if to completely erase this late-night disturbance.
Just then, a WeChat notification sounded. It was a message from Li Rui:
[What’s going on with Lin Yi? His aunt just called me asking where I was yesterday and what I was doing. Her tone was really strange.]
Shen Beidao thought for a moment and typed a reply: [What did you say]
Li Rui: [I just told her the truth, that I was volunteering at the Provincial Museum and had dinner with you in the evening. She also subtly asked if I was dating anyone recently. I told her I was busy with graduate school entrance exams and didn’t have time for romance.]
Shen Beidao: [And then]
Li Rui: [Then the aunt said, “Oh, okay, never mind,” and hung up.]
Shen Beidao: [Understood.]
He closed the conversation window with Li Rui and just as cleanly deleted these few chat records.
After completing all of this, he picked up his chopsticks again, facing the bowl of noodles that had long gone cold, and slowly continued to eat, as if nothing had happened…
…
The next day.
Lin Yi was woken up by his biological clock and a slight headache typical of a hangover.
He bolted upright in bed, the unfamiliar surroundings instantly bringing him to full consciousness.
Looking around, it was a simple yet high-quality male bedroom. The air even carried a faint scent belonging to Shen Beidao.
Before he could process what had happened yesterday, the bedroom door gently opened, and Shen Beidao walked in, holding a glass of water.
He was still wearing loungewear, but he looked fresh and neat, though it seemed… his dark circles were a bit heavy?
Lin Yi scratched his head: Did I cause that…
“Ahem, what time is it?” Lin Yi asked, feeling awkward, his mind frantically replaying fragments of last night.
Drinking, confessing, and then… a blackout?
No way? He was a one-cup wonder?
How far did the confession go last night?!
Shen Beidao walked to the bedside and glanced at his wristwatch: “It’s almost ten.”
His gaze fell on Lin Yi’s face, and he reached out, gently pressing the back of his hand against Lin Yi’s forehead. “Hmm, no fever. You kicked off the blanket twice in the middle of the night. The weather is getting cooler now, so be careful not to catch a cold.”
The dry, warm touch on his forehead made Lin Yi push his hand away, forcing himself to look away with composure: “My body is fine!”
“Yes, I can see that.” Shen Beidao’s lips curved slightly as he handed him the water glass. “Want to get up and eat something?”
Lin Yi took the glass and downed the water in one gulp.
He looked down and realized he was wearing a set of unfamiliar dark gray cotton pajamas. They were clearly oversized, hanging loosely on his body.
“This…” Lin Yi’s ears felt slightly warm. “Did you help me change?”
“Yes.” Shen Beidao’s reply was simple, without unnecessary explanation.
Shen Beidao didn’t seem inclined to explain.
Lin Yi held the water glass, hesitated for a moment, then looked directly at Shen Beidao, his voice hoarse from the hangover: “Then, those things I said to you yesterday… what, what are your thoughts?”
After asking, he lowered his eyelashes guiltily, afraid to look at Shen Beidao’s reaction.
He was afraid of hearing a rejection.
He was even more afraid of being dismissed as drunken nonsense.
Shen Beidao didn’t answer immediately.
He looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then leaned forward slightly, closing the distance.
Shen Beidao spoke: “How do you think I should react?”
Lin Yi was stunned by the question, and a rush of blood went to his head: “What do you think… Liking someone is liking them, not liking someone is not liking them! There’s no such thing as a ‘suitable’ response!”
Lin Yi: “Shen Beidao, I’m just asking you, are you willing to be with me…”
The rest of his words were blocked by a sudden, soft touch.
Shen Beidao leaned down and kissed his lips.
Lin Yi’s mind went blank instantly, all thoughts suspended.
He could only feel the soft pressure on his lips, carrying a hint of cool mint, and Shen Beidao’s steady breathing close by.
Huh? It tastes like chewing gum?
The thought flashed through Lin Yi’s chaotic mind.
He had chewing gum first thing in the morning…
Did he, did he, did he plan this all along…
This realization was like a spark, instantly igniting all the passion and energy within Lin Yi.
All his anxiety and uncertainty vanished at that moment.
Lin Yi reached out and tightly wrapped his arms around Shen Beidao’s neck, beginning to respond fiercely to the kiss.
He was no longer the passive recipient but eagerly and clumsily sucked, licked, trying to pry open the other’s teeth and delve into that more attractive territory.
The aggressive instinct of a “Top” awakened at this moment.
Lin Yi used the strength in his arms, relying on a burst of explosive power and the advantage of his position, to flip over and pin Shen Beidao beneath him on the soft bed.
He straddled Shen Beidao’s waist, looking down at the man beneath him, his eyes wet and bright with arousal, carrying a hint of challenge.
He leaned down again, wanting to continue the kiss.
Shen Beidao’s hand steadied his waist, a hint of laughter in his voice: “In such a hurry?”
“…You kissed me first.” Lin Yi retorted, unconvinced. “Me kissing you back is just reciprocating.”
Shen Beidao chuckled softly: “Last night, a certain little friend swore he liked me…”
Lin Yi’s ears were burning. He covered Shen Beidao’s mouth with his palm and said fiercely, “I was drunk.”
Shen Beidao found his bristling appearance quite adorable. He took Lin Yi’s wrist with one hand and slowly moved it to his chest.
“Drunk words are sober thoughts. Now that you’re sober, are you trying to back out?”
Lin Yi anxiously tried to grab Shen Beidao’s wrist: “I am not.”
Shen Beidao allowed him to grab his wrist but leaned back slightly when Lin Yi moved closer: “Then… prove it to me.”
Lin Yi: “How do I prove it?”
Shen Beidao’s gaze fell on his lips, “Tell me how sober you are right now.”
Lin Yi aggressively bit down, fueled by a competitive spirit.
But just as their lips were about to meet, Shen Beidao suddenly turned his face, and the aggressive kiss landed softly on his cheek instead.
“Still a bit too hasty.” Shen Beidao’s breath gently brushed against his burning earlobe. “A truly sober person wouldn’t be so reckless.”
Lin Yi’s ears were scorching, but he refused to back down: “Do you think I’m… reckless?”
He released the hand gripping the other’s wrist and instead cupped Shen Beidao’s face, his fingertips trembling slightly, his voice feigning composure: “Then you teach me.”
“Close your eyes.” Shen Beidao’s voice was seductive.
Lin Yi’s thick eyelashes fluttered as he obediently closed them.
With his vision stripped away, his other senses were magnified. He could clearly feel the warm breath approaching inch by inch, carrying a clear mint scent that disrupted his heartbeat.
Just when he thought he would touch that softness the next second, the breath stopped.
“Count to three.”
Shen Beidao’s breath brushed his lips. “One…”
Lin Yi waited nervously…
Lin Yi thought: Hmph, he must be testing me! I need to maintain my expression, my mouth can’t twist… my expression must be dignified and high-class, like a graduation photo!
But… what is he going to do when he counts to three? He’s not going to flick my forehead, is he…
Shen Beidao thought: He’s dated so many boyfriends, and yet he’s this obedient?
Shen Beidao gazed at the face before him, full of trust and youthful innocence. Something in a “hardened corner” of his heart felt gently nudged.
He had seen Lin Yi’s usual flamboyant and restless demeanor, but never this moment of such compliance, allowing himself to be completely controlled. This extreme contrast brought a nearly cruel novelty, making him feel pleased yet forcing him to suppress his emotions.
“Two.” He uttered the number, his voice a little hoarser than before.
The moment the word “three” dropped, Lin Yi impatiently tilted his head forward, like a little wild horse finally allowed near water, urgently sucking and kissing the coolness he had long coveted.
This time, Shen Beidao did not dodge, but he also did not respond. He endured all the clumsy and chaotic exploration from the person in his arms…
He clearly perceived the unorganized kiss and Lin Yi’s nervous, slightly trembling body…
In the emotional game, the person who falls in love first often lays down their cards first.
However, unilateral initiative is draining; mutual response is nourishing. The sustainability of true love stems from the initiator’s unwillingness to stop, and it also requires the passive party’s sweet willingness to indulge.
—Instant attraction is easy to find, but enduring companionship is rare.
Shen Beidao took half a step forward, then half a step back, measuring whether this nascent feeling would lead to a brief bloom or an eternal season…