Wild School Boy Was Picked Up And Brought Home By His Professor Chapter 43

Chapter 43 Chapter 43 I had a crush in high school

After lunch, Zhang Zexuan pushed Xie Chun into his room.

This room is not big, with faded posters of football stars on the walls, bookshelves filled with old comics, and blue plaid sheets. There is a lingering atmosphere of adolescence everywhere, and a sense of nostalgia that has been gently shelved by time.

“Wait a moment.” Zhang Zexuan squatted down in front of the closet and began to rummage through a pile of clothes. T-shirts, sweatshirts, and jeans of various colors were pulled out and thrown back.

Xie Chun stood in the middle of the room, taking off his suit jacket and putting it on his arms. He was only wearing a white shirt and trousers at the moment. He looked out of place in this room full of boyish atmosphere.

Zhang Zexuan took out a dark gray hooded sweatshirt from the depths of the cabinet, but the packaging bag had not yet been opened.

He turned around and handed it to Xie Chun, “Put it on, put it on, you go to the tea fields dressed like this, my grandpa thought you were some bureaucrat kid who came to patrol looking for trouble!!”

He took out a black cotton coat from another small closet. It looked quite thick.

“I bought this not long ago, and it happened to be too big…” Halfway through his words, his eyes fell on Xie Chun unconsciously. Through his shirt, he could see that well-trained figure, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the outline of his chest muscles was vaguely visible under the flat material.

Zhang Zexuan thought of that chaotic night, the tight texture he touched in the dark, and those uncontrollable gasps… It was the first time in his life, and the only time so far, that he was so close to someone of the same sex. At that time, he was dominated by drugs and impulse, and many details became blurred, but the feeling of his body was extremely clear.

Zhang Zexuan’s ears turned red quietly, “You… please put it on.”

He handed over the cotton-padded clothes, looked away, and said in a somewhat unnatural voice, “Change out, and I’ll take you to the tea fields.”

Xie Chun took the two pieces of clothing. The sweatshirt was made of ordinary cotton, and the label said [100% polyester fiber]

The cotton jacket feels a bit hard, and the filling is definitely not high-grade down. With such a touch, it will definitely not be too comfortable to wear.

Maybe it was the cup of simple Longjing tea that still left a lingering tang between his lips and teeth, maybe it was because Zhang Mu’s home-cooked meal was too warm, maybe it was a delusion from his youth flowing in this old house, or maybe he just wanted to briefly escape from the calculating self who always wore suits and ties.

“Okay.” Xie Chun heard himself say.

Zhang Zexuan was stunned, as if he didn’t expect him to agree so simply.

“Then…then I’ll go out first and you change.” He quickly slipped out of the room and closed the door.

Xie Chun stood in the room, looking at the two pieces of clothing in his hands that were completely different from the five-digit custom-made clothes in his daily wardrobe. He shook his head slightly, unbuttoned his shirt, and started to change clothes.

The person in the mirror looked strange and familiar at the same time. The collar of the sweatshirt was a little loose, exposing a small part of the collarbone. The cotton coat had no shape at all, and the shoulder line sank slightly. However, the usually stern face actually showed a bit of unexpected softness, and even looked younger.

When he opened the door, Zhang Zexuan was leaning against the corridor wall playing with his mobile phone. He raised his head when he heard the sound, and his eyes widened suddenly.

“Damn…” he muttered in a low voice, “A handsome man looks good in a sack!”

Xie Chun didn’t hear clearly: “What?”

“No, it’s nothing!” Zhang Zexuan quickly put away his phone and grinned, “Let’s go to the tea fields.”

The tea fields are on the edge of the old city, on a gently undulating gentle slope.

Although it is winter, the evergreen plants in Jiangnan are still lush and lush. Rows of tea trees are like green ribbons, winding along the terrain, surrounded by a harmonious atmosphere of soil and plants.

Zhang Zexuan’s grandfather is over 70 years old this year. His back is slightly hunched, but his hands and feet are nimble.

Seeing the people brought by his grandson, the old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Xie Chun, “Are you Xuan Xuan’s friend?”

The old man had a strong local accent. Xie Chun was not a local, so he couldn’t really understand him.

Xie Chun followed the old man into the tea field. The afternoon sun was warm and made his back feel hot.

“I took over this tea field when I was thirty years old.” The old man started chatting. “At that time, it was still a barren slope and no one wanted it. When my wife and I planted the first batch of tea seedlings, Xuanxuan’s father was only in elementary school.”

He pointed to a row of older tea trees that were obviously thicker: “These are the earliest batch, almost forty years old. The tea leaves are old and can’t produce many good buds, but I can’t bear to cut them down. They have been with me for most of my life like old friends.”

Xie Chun listened quietly, his eyes following the movement of the old man’s fingers.

He knows some special teas from various places, but he doesn’t know how to plant them. From the old man’s plain words, he can hear a vitality that is deeply connected with the land and time.

This kind of vitality can never be calculated and possessed in his complicated equity structure, and it also reminds him of himself who worked hard earlier.

“You are amazing.” Xie Chun said sincerely.

The old man waved his hands and smiled, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed: “What’s the big deal? I just live on this little land.”

He looked at Xie Chun, “I heard from Xuanxuan that you drank tea at home this morning. What did you think?”

“It’s very good.” Xie Chun answered seriously, “The aroma is pure and pure, and the aftertaste is long-lasting. It is a rare good tea.”

The old man’s eyes lit up, as if he had found a close friend. He pulled Xie Chun to sit down on the stone beside the field, and began to talk endlessly about the details of picking tea, the heat for frying, and the tips for storage…

Zhang Zexuan yawned as he listened, and secretly took out his cell phone to secretly take a few photos of Xie Chun’s profile as he listened attentively.

In the evening, they simply ate some home-cooked food, and Xie Chun planned to leave.

“I heard from Xuanxuan that you are going to the court tomorrow?” Grandpa said, “We are close to the court. We can stay here for one night. The roof of my three-story building is empty. You can live in it after packing up.”

Xie Chun wanted to refuse, but looking at his grandfather’s enthusiastic and expectant eyes, and looking at Zhang Zexuan’s expression of “You dare to refuse my grandpa, try it”, he finally nodded.

“Then I’m sorry to trouble you.”

*

The small building is a typical Jiangnan residential style, with white walls and black tiles, three stories high, and is built next to the tea fields.

The first floor is the living room and kitchen for the elderly, with simple furnishings; the second floor is rented to a few young people working nearby, and the sound of TV can be vaguely heard from upstairs; the third floor has always been empty, and is said to be reserved for Zhang Zexuan to come back to live occasionally, but it seems that the dust is a bit heavy, and Zhang Zexuan should not come often.

Zhang Zexuan’s grandparents went to bed at around eight o’clock and would have to get up early tomorrow to do farm work.

Zhang Zexuan on the third floor came out of the shower. His hair was still wet. He was about to blow it with a hair dryer. When he entered the door, he saw Xie Chun still making a phone call on the balcony.

Xie Chun’s voice was very low, but only a few words came in occasionally: “…The contract must be revised tonight…Yes…I want to see the final version before the court session tomorrow…”

Zhang Zexuan leaned against the door frame and watched quietly.

Having lost some of the softness brought by his casual clothes during the day, Xie Chun in the night has returned to the aloof and inaccessible Mr. Xie.

But for some reason, Zhang Zexuan felt that this kind of him was equally real and something he wanted to have.

About twenty minutes later, Xie Chun ended the call and walked into the room from the balcony.

There was a trace of exhaustion on his face, but he was a little surprised to see Zhang Zexuan still there.

“Still not sleeping yet?”

Zhang Zexuan immediately stood up straight and pointed to the only big bed in the room. That was his childhood room. Sometimes his parents would send him here when they were busy at work.

“Well…the other rooms haven’t been tidied up for a long time and are full of clutter. The second floor is full of tenants, but…this one is still habitable.”

Zhang Zexuan smiled and said cautiously, “Otherwise? Can we just make do and stay one night?”

Xie Chun looked at his sleepy but embarrassed expression, forcing himself to be calm. The tension and fatigue of the past few days were strangely diluted, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

“Yeah.” He responded simply, walked to the bed and sat down, reaching out to pull the quilt.

He didn’t plan to take a shower, he wasn’t used to it in this kind of environment.

I didn’t even plan to change my clothes, so I just lay down and prepared to make do with it for the night.

“How can you go to bed without taking off your clothes?” Zhang Zexuan came over to pull him, and there was a paper bag in his hand with the logo of a high-end brand printed on it. “I bought you pajamas. You put them on first. Wearing a suit and shirt is so uncomfortable.”

Xie Chun half-opened his eyes and looked at the bag, but didn’t take it.

He was silent for a few seconds, and his voice sounded particularly clear in the quiet night, “Back off.”

“How much is your monthly salary? There is no need to buy these things to please me.”

Xie Chun’s tone was very calm, but also a bit inhumane, “I am not an eighteen-year-old child. Even if you spend a few months’ salary to buy the brand I usually wear, to me, it is just a dispensable thing, no different from any ordinary clothes.”

He saw that the smile on Zhang Zexuan’s face disappeared, turned away, and looked out the window at the deep night.

“I’m staying today because I want to find a chance to explain things clearly to you.”

He seemed to want to completely cut off some unwanted thoughts and said: “Last time we had some ridiculous behavior caused by drugs. No matter who it was that night, the result was the same. And…”

He paused and his tone became even colder, “I didn’t know it was you beforehand, I thought it was the person I found.”

Zhang Zexuan stood there with his head lowered. After a while, he finally spoke, his voice carrying a stubborn impulse, “What do you mean?”

He raised his head and asked fiercely: “You mean! You slept with me for no reason, and I slept with you, so you just pretend that nothing happened?”

“Zhang Zexuan.” Xie Chun stood up and faced him. The pressure caused by his height gradually filled the small room. “I know that you are not the same person as me. I have investigated it.”

“You have had five girlfriends from high school to now, which means that you like women, and in your life plan, your partner should also be a woman.

Are you going to change your sexual orientation just because of an accident or a loss of control under the influence of drugs?This is too ridiculous.”

“Every girlfriend I talk to is rushing to get married!!!”

Zhang Zexuan suddenly raised his voice, with the embarrassment and anger of being stabbed in a sore spot, “It’s just that people want to break up with me later, what can I do! I… I don’t only have feelings for women!”

He seemed to be eager to prove something and spoke incoherently, “And… that’s because I didn’t know before… that sleeping with a man… can be so satisfying!”

As soon as the words came out, he was stunned, and his face turned red instantly, as if he was pestering Xie Chun just because he wanted to sleep.

Not really!

He tried to maintain his pitiful momentum and continued to quibble: “If I had known you were so powerful…I…I would have wanted to try it a long time ago!”

What he said was shameless and righteous, yet unreasonable and vexatious like a child.

Xie Chun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only fatigue in his eyes.

“I’m twenty-one years older than you.”

He tried to use his age and reality to persuade this misguided child, “If you want to find a boyfriend, you should also find someone of the same age, who has a common language and can go through life stages together.”

“At my age, I am more than capable of being your father. Think about it, will your family agree with you acting like this?”

“Are you worried about Lin Yi’s objection?”

Zhang Zexuan seemed to have grasped something key, his eyes lit up, “I have already said hello to Lin Yi! He said he has no objection to you looking for someone of any age!”

From now on, we will discuss our own affairs, but he is still my best buddy. Just call me in front of you…”

He was stuck for a moment, as if he was considering his words, and finally he thought, “…just call me ‘stepdad’!””

Xie Chun was so choked up by his shocking remarks that he almost couldn’t breathe.

He turned around to get his coat, feeling that staying tonight was a complete mistake.

“Don’t go!”Zhang Zexuan suddenly hugged his waist from behind, tightening his arms tightly, with a panicked plea in his voice, “Okay, okay, I’m sorry, I won’t say anything anymore!I’m kidding!”

“Mr.

He pressed his face against Xie Chun’s straight back, his voice was muffled. He didn’t know what to do, but he just didn’t want Xie Chun to leave.

“Actually… before that happened, I admired you very much.”

With a soft voice, he began to reveal a secret that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: “I think you are so powerful, mature, and charming… Do you still remember that when Lin Yi was in high school, you came to pick him up from school?”

Xie Chun’s body trembled slightly.

“You were driving that particularly cool sports car, wearing a black leather jacket, leaning against the car door and waiting for Lin Yi to finish school.”

Zhang Zexuan recalled, “Lin Yi didn’t want to see you at that time and was having trouble, so he asked me to go over and tell you. Lin Yi said that he wanted to walk home by himself, so he asked you to drive back…”

“I walked over and was so close to you that I didn’t dare to speak loudly.”

“At that time, I was thinking…” Zhang Zexuan’s voice was a little shy, “This man… is so handsome!!”

“I want to be as handsome and stylish as you in the future. Maybe… maybe at that time, I had a little… crush on you, right?”

Xie Chun remained silent and let him hold her.

He remembered that during the two years after his divorce, Lin Yi completely disowned him as his biological father. Every time he came back from abroad, it felt like he had done something bad if he wanted to see his son.

Indeed, once, he deliberately changed into a leather jacket that he would only wear when he was young, drove a new car to the school gate, and wanted to give his son a “surprise”. However, his son completely ignored him and a teenager ran over to pass a message.

He remembered that the young man seemed very nervous at the time, speaking stumblingly, but his eyes were bright, and he kept looking at him secretly.

It turns out…it’s Zhang Zexuan?

“I don’t remember.Xie Chun didn’t want to continue this topic, “You were still in high school at the time. How could I have such thoughts about a child.””

“That’s why I wish I could be as old as you!”Zhang Zexuan hugged you tighter, “This way I can…pursue you openly.”

Xie Chun sighed and raised his hand to rub the twitching sun.

He did have other thoughts when he stayed tonight. In fact, he wanted to know more about Lin Yi’s current situation through Zhang Zexuan, as well as the “boyfriend” who suddenly appeared this morning.

Without this purpose, he would never have stayed here overnight, let alone let things develop to this point.

But he didn’t expect that Zhang Zexuan would be so straightforward and difficult to deal with.

“Let go first.”He clapped the hand around his waist.

“I won’t let you go.” Zhang Zexuan tightened his arms instead, his voice was as stubborn as a swindler, “Finally you are willing to stay, if I let you go, you will really leave.”

“I’m not leaving.” Xie Chun compromised, his voice filled with deep exhaustion, “Bring your pajamas over and I’ll put them on.”

Zhang Zexuan was stunned for a moment, as if he had suddenly risen from the bottom of the valley to the sky, and quickly let go: “Okay, I’m going to get it!”

Zhang Zexuan almost jumped to reach the paper bag.

Xie Chun took the bag, walked to the bed, turned his back to him, and started to change clothes.

The dim light outlined his broad shoulders and back, with smooth muscle lines without a trace of fat.

Zhang Zexuan stood behind him, his eyes looking straight.

Xie Chun quickly put on the silk pajamas, which fit him well.

He turned around and saw Zhang Zexuan still standing there blankly, not knowing what he was looking at.

“Thank you.” Xie Chun said calmly, pulling the collar of his pajamas, “it fits well.”

He paused, his eyes fell on Zhang Zexuan’s face, and his tone was more solemn, “There is also the matter of the letter of understanding, thank you too.”

Zhang Zexuan seemed to be stung by the words “thank you”, and suddenly came back to his senses, with a silly smile on his face: “…Why are you so polite!”

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to have finally broken through the courage he had accumulated for a long time. He rushed over, hugged Xie Chun, and took a gentle bite on his neck.

What this action produces is not so much a kiss as it is a puppy declaring ownership, with a bit of unconvinced ferocity…

That night, they lay side by side on the old, not spacious bed, with a polite distance between them.

Zhang Zexuan began to tell about various major events that happened to Lin Yi from high school to college, and later talked about how Shen Beidao appeared in Lin Yi’s life…

Only then did Xie Chun learn that Shen Beidao was actually the party involved in Du Xiaoman’s extortion case.

This matter dragged on for nearly two months. Because he was too busy, he left many details to Zhang Zexuan. He only grasped the general direction and did not even read Shen Beidao’s information carefully.

He always thought that Lin Yi and Shen Beidao had already broken up because of Du Xiaoman’s matter, but he didn’t expect that after a long circle, the person next to Lin Yi was always the same person.

…

The next morning, the District Court Sessions.

Xie Chun sat in the last row of the auditorium, wearing a suit and looking indifferent.

The trial process proceeds step by step, with the prosecutor reading out the indictment, presenting evidence, and the defense lawyer expressing his opinions.

Du Xiaoman sat in the dock, turned his head several times and looked at Xie Chun with pleading eyes.

Xie Chun’s eyes passed over her calmly, looking away without giving any response.

After all, he felt responsible.

At the beginning, he was too indulgent and always felt that it was natural to take care of his deceased colleague, but he ignored the paranoid and greedy side of Du Xiaoman’s character.

The only thing he can do now is to try to get a reduced sentence so that he can pay the price for his actions without completely ruining his life.

…

In the evening, Lin Yi received a message from his mother:

[I just got off the plane. Let’s make an appointment at a hotel near home. I’ll ask your dad]

Lin Yi [Okay, Mom]

Lin Yi was about to get out of bed and tell Shen Beidao about this when he saw the charging phone on the bedside ringing.

He knew Shen Beidao’s mobile phone password and opened it casually.

It turned out to be Zhang Zexuan’s avatar, and his news:

Zhang Zexuan [Professor Shen!Let me tell you some good news, Du Xiaoman was put on trial for five years and eight months]

Zhang Zexuan [Xie Chun is fighting for a commutation of his sentence and is appealing again, but no, I guess that’s it]

Zhang Zexuan [Yes!You still have to help me think of a solution for my matter~~Do you think he thinks I’m too young?It’s only 21 years old, so it’s not that big~]

Finally, there is a crying cartoon expression.

Lin Yi looked at the words on the screen, especially the last sentence “my thing”…

What about Zhang Zexuan?What’s going on?

Before he had time to think about it, he heard the sound of people walking outside, and he quickly turned off his phone.

Shen Beidao walked in with washed fruits: “Yiyi, isn’t it cold? You are sitting on the edge of the bed with bare legs again.”

He handed over the fruit plate and covered Lin Yi’s two fair and slender legs with the quilt.

Lin Yi ate a grape and looked up at Shen Beidao: “I’m going to see my mother tonight. She has returned to Jiangzhou… Do you want to come with me?”

Shen Beidao knew that Lin Yi’s mother was very anti-gay.

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The author has something to say: Happy New Year’s Day. I didn’t update yesterday because three times was a bit too much. If it’s too late, don’t wait. I’ll check it out the next day.