Xiao Yan?
Like a small spark lighting up the entire dark night, this name suddenly gave people hope. But at the same time, Shen Jingmo was a little troubled. If he was asked to go find Xiao Yan…
“He… he…”
Chan Yi saw the opportunity and immediately began to cry and wail: “It is said that Mr. Zhang is the best at torturing people. He has been in Hezhou City for a few days and has crippled many people. Head of the Household is so weak, what will happen if he is tortured… Mr. Shen, Chan Yi kowtows to you!”
Shen Jingmo knew Zhang Xiuming’s viciousness very well without needing Chan Yi to tell him. He heard a few crisp kowtows and stopped her in fear: “Don’t do this, I will definitely find a way to save Xiao Hang! No matter what, I will save him even if it costs my life!”
“Really?” Chan Yi was very happy.
Shen Jingmo bit down hard on his tongue. When he thought about Xiao Yan, he felt torn and conflicted. If he approached him now, Xiao Yan would surely set terms, wouldn’t he? All he had to offer was himself, would that be enough for Xiao Yan to accept?
He can’t control it anymore.
Shen Jingmo clenched his fists, as if being forced to peel off a layer of his own skin. He pushed himself to let go of his pride, to cast aside his dignity, his face, even the ethics and morals he upheld as a teacher.
At the critical moment of life and death, saving people is urgent, he can no longer be so stubborn.
After a long silence, he finally said in a low voice, “I will go find him.”
It sounded simple enough, but when Shen Jingmo found himself sitting in that room at Changlong Hotela gain, he couldn’t help feeling tense. He sat upright, his posture stiff with nervousness.
Which Western clock is it? The ticking sound is so much like a human heartbeat.
Outside the room, Chan Yi, who had escorted Shen Jingmo, relayed a message to Xiao Yan. Upon hearing it, Xiao Yan chuckled. Xu Hang truly had a knack for scheming, coming up with a plan like this? He couldn’t help but feel a bit of admiration.
Shen Jingmo had already taken the first step, but that was far from enough. He wanted Shen Jingmo to walk towards him step by step and into his arms.
Since he had taken the initiative to fall into the trap, don’t blame him for taking over.
Pushing the door open, he loosened his tie and pretended to be indifferent: “I heard you want to ask me for help?”
“…Yes.”
Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and pinched Shen Jingmo’s chin: “Teacher, since you are here, it seems that you are ready.”
Shen Jingmo’s hand tightened and then loosened, his neck was straight, his eyelashes trembled, and he nodded slowly.
Xiao Yan’s fingers slid along his chin, across his adam apple, across his collarbone, and across the skin on his chest, moving slowly and gracefully down. His body was very thin, and one could feel his bones. His skin was not as delicate as that of a teenager in his teens or twenties, and there were many scars, but Xiao Yan couldn’t let it go.
“Do you really know what I want to do? Teacher, I am your student, do you mind?”
As fingers glided over his body like a slippery fish, goosebumps erupted across Shen Jingmo’s skin. He gritted his teeth tightly, struggling to keep himself from trembling. The moment Xiao Yan deliberately used the words “teacher” and “student,” it felt as though he had been completely stripped bare.
Shen Jingmo held his wrist: “…If you can help me.”
Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, then he withdrew his hand, stood with his hands on his waist, and said in a very unhappy tone, “So you are here to negotiate a deal with me. Teacher, am I so cheap in your eyes? Do I have to use this method to get you?” He snorted, walked over to open the door, and ordered him to leave: “Leave.”
In fact, Shen Jingmo knew what Xiao Yan was angry about. Anyone would be angry after such a conversation. He clearly knew Xiao Yan’s feelings, but he hurt him like this. He was already generous for being polite and not driving him out.
This feeling made him feel uneasy for too long, but he couldn’t keep avoiding it like this.
Shen Jingmo uttered three words awkwardly: “I… won’t leave.”
“Just because of Xu Hang, you can sacrifice yourself to this extent?”
“It’s not a sacrifice,” Shen Jingmo corrected him, his face flushed. “It’s me, it’s me… I have ulterior motives.”
Shen Jingmo felt as if his soul were drifting out of his body, watching from above as he shamelessly confessed his love to his own student.
From the bite at the hospital to the embrace at the hotel, and even to the moment Xiao Yan stood up for him at the banquet, every time he found himself in danger, the first person who came to mind was always Xiao Yan.
He had to admit that if the person Chan Yi asked him to ask for help was not Xiao Yan but someone else, he would rather risk his life to run to Shanghai.
If a person has been in the ice and snow for a long time, even a little bonfire will make him feel warm, not to mention that Xiao Yan gave him the whole spring day.
As a teacher, he will have retribution, right? Will he be punished by God?
Xiao Yan looked at Shen Jingmo, who sat frozen as if in a daze, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. His heart softened, and he nearly lost control. But he understood, this moment was carefully set up by Xu Hang, a step laid out for Shen Jingmo to take on his own. If Shen Jingmo couldn’t cross it himself, there would be no way for their relationship to move forward.
So he said in a harsh tone, “What is your ulterior motive? Are you worried about Xu Hang, or are you confident in me?”
“Xiao Yan…” Shen Jingmo was already a little helpless. “You obviously understood everything, don’t tease me anymore.”
Xiao Yan found a chair and sat down, threatening, “If you stay, I can’t guarantee that I will not do anything more extreme than last time.”
“If it were you…” Shen Jingmo’s voice became softer and softer, but Xiao Yan still heard the last few words clearly.
In that moment, it was as if chains snapped and barriers crumbled in the air. Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up, and he smiled faintly: “So, can I take it to mean that you dare to be this brazen because you’re counting on me to spoil you and let you have your way?”
Shen Jingmo was too embarrassed to say yes.
Xiao Yan pulled Shen Jingmo up and put him on his lap. With his other hand, he held Shen Jingmo’s wrist and put it on his collar. He calmly said, “I can help you with whatever you want to do, and give you anything you desire. I only have one condition, you must be willing. If you’re not, I won’t force you. I don’t care why you came to me, but from this moment on, let’s only talk about feelings, not deals. Otherwise, if you want to leave, the door is there, I will give you a chance to regret it now.”
Fearing that Xiao Yan would go back on his word and not save Xu Hang, and also fearing that Xiao Yan would misunderstand his thoughts, Shen Jingmo grabbed his collar and said, “No! I… I want to stay with you!”
Xiao Yan was already showing a smile on his lips, but he was still trying hard to hold it back: “Just talking won’t do, Teacher.”
“Then…”
“Come,” Xiao Yan put his hand on his face, “Now, kiss me.”
