I want to have a normal campus romance

Ahem...it’s just that I don’t really tell the truth.

Chapter 157 Feelings

But even though I said this, I still felt a little guilty because this girl was looking at me with a suspicious look.

"Hmm... Is it really as coincidental as the teacher said? I became an actor in the crew all of a sudden. It doesn't sound real. Teacher, you can't be-"

After hearing her words, I couldn't help but frown, but I have to say that sometimes reality doesn't make sense to you, and things in the world are unpredictable... The ancients were right.

Of course, I heard her drawling out the words, which meant she was definitely going to ask me some tricky questions, so I quickly interrupted her and then spread my hands and said:

"Rather... it's a coincidence that I can be your teacher. It's also a dream, isn't it? It's like a dream."

"..."

After hearing what I said, Mo Yuhan opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to start. She just silently hugged my arms tightly, as if she was afraid that I would leave her after waking up from the dream as she said.

Seeing this, I thought to myself that it was not good. I seemed to have made the atmosphere cold for some reason. Just when I wanted to say something witty to warm up the atmosphere, I heard Mo Yuhan suddenly ask me quietly:

"teacher..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

After hearing her words, I turned to look at her who was hugging my arm with her head down, and she slowly raised her head and just looked at me quietly.

The night breeze blew gently, blowing up her long black hair, which sparkled under the light of the street lamps, as if it was a scene in a dream.

"Teacher, you...you haven't forgotten our agreement, right?"

Seeing her like this, I was stunned for a moment, and my mind immediately recalled the agreement, or the promise, I made with her.

Perhaps my words just now became the fuse of all this. Her eyes were filled with worry and fear, completely lacking the coldness and strength that she had just shown in the hotel. It was as if she was worried that I would turn into bubbles and disappear after turning around today.

I know that Mo Yuhan is different from others. Although she appears to be a ferocious little lion on the surface, she is actually a little kitten who is afraid of being hurt on the inside. The stronger she looks on the surface, the weaker she is on the inside.

Of course...others may not know this, but I can't blame them, because I am one of the few lucky ones who can make her willing to let go of her little lion side.

But the more this happened, the more worried I became, because every time she showed me her softest side, I was afraid of hurting her unintentionally.

Although I have always failed in love relationships, and I can even say that I have never had a successful relationship, it does not mean that I am a fool and cannot notice the "special" feelings that Mo Yuhan has for me.

Perhaps this is the case of an unintentional success...

How much emotional investment is needed to fill the heart of a person who is suffering?

The answer is... just a little bit will fill it up.

However, Mo Yuhan's feelings for me are more like an attachment. Perhaps it is her girlish feelings that make her mistakenly believe that this is a "special feeling" and make her mistakenly regard me as the "special person" around her.

This kind of emotion is strong but short-lived, and will slowly dissipate as time goes by. When that special me...is no longer special, that special feeling...will naturally dissipate as well.

In fact, most couples break up based on this behavior. They each think that the other is the most special person in their life, and they choose to stay together based on that strong emotion.

When the strong emotion dissipates and each party realizes that the other person's peculiarity is just their own illusion, they will calm down and slowly return to their original life trajectory, and the other person will become a burden to each other.

Then choose to break up, return to your original life, and start a new round of reincarnation.

This is love in today's era, fast but short, intense but dull.

If I wanted to, I could even take advantage of Mo Yuhan's most vulnerable moment. I didn't need any superb skills. Just a few words or even a few actions would make Mo Yuhan my so-called "girlfriend".

Not to mention that this kind of thing is too despicable, I would never do it. Even if I did it...how would Mo Fushan react if he knew that I did something that only a "villain" would do?

Even if we exclude the so-called realistic factors, there is no possibility between us just based on our common emotions.

The topics of conversation between ordinary couples are nothing more than trivial matters in life. They can also try their best to solve the occasional big things, but what about me and Mo Yuhan? Can we really be together emotionally?

When she thinks that I have really become her support and that I am the person she can entrust everything to, do I really have the ability to do so? When she encounters a problem, can I help her solve it?

Who am I? I am just a lucky sophomore, and she is the daughter of a listed company. Even if I want to, do I have the ability? What else can I do besides words of comfort?

I cannot be a support in her life. She may even worry that I cannot solve the problems she raises...and choose to comfort me, but I become a burden to her.

At this point, I realized belatedly that I was just playing a love game with Mo Yuhan and I had no ability to bring her anything. What should I do?

Is all this too cruel for Mo Yuhan?

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath of the cold air brought by Jinhai late at night, sweeping away all the gloomy thoughts in my mind, and at the same time laughed at myself for thinking too much.

It was just a small worry of Mo Yuhan, but I thought so much about it. Maybe... this might be all my misunderstanding. After all, my experience in love has always been very unsuccessful.

"Of course, I remember it very well."

As I said this, I patted Mo Yuhan's head gently to make her feel at ease. This is also the greatest encouragement that I, as a teacher, can give to my students.

In the final analysis, I have no right to choose anything, I have no right to awkwardly lay it all out without any basis, trying to nip everything in the bud. I also have no right to take the initiative to touch the so-called forbidden fruit.

Because no matter what the consequences are, I cannot afford them. As a teacher, I can only cultivate her tree like a gardener. I cannot uproot the whole tree, nor do I have the right to taste the forbidden fruit.

As an ordinary person, I only have the power to be chosen, or to look up at her and grow into a towering tree, or to leave in dismay after being told by others, or -

Waiting for the so-called fruit to fall into my hands.

Chapter 158 Return

In the few days that followed, I can say that I returned to my original life trajectory, and basically spent all my time busy at school. After all, no matter what...I am still a college student.

Xia Xiaoyao told me that the male lead role had been decided and the original script was being revised. Deputy Director Hu resigned from his position as deputy director of the crew due to illness.

Of course...as for the real reason for quitting the crew, I can only say that I understand.

The originally scheduled shooting time will be postponed, but she said she will come to see me soon to discuss the shooting with me, but the details still need to wait for Director Yang to finalize the general direction of the new script.

Mo Fushan called me again after the dinner to show his concern for me, which made me feel flattered. He didn't seem to treat me as an outsider, and even talked to me about family matters on the phone like an elder.

I also mentioned some things about Manager Liao to him on the phone, but Mo Fushan seemed to know what I said. After hearing what I said... he just asked me to pay more attention to my surroundings, because Manager Liao was just a member of the interest group he represented.

Seeing this, I didn't say anything else. After all, if we continued talking, it would involve some internal matters of the company. As Mo Yuhan's tutor, it would be better for me not to discuss matters in this regard.

What surprised me a little was that before hanging up the phone, Mo Fushan said that he had transferred some money to my account to compensate for the cost of my mobile phone.

The amount of money made me dumbfounded. After all, that money was enough for me to buy the latest model of Apple mobile phone. I almost lost my grip on the phone and dropped it on the ground, causing secondary damage.

But no matter what, my daily life has not changed much. I still shuttle back and forth between the teaching building and the dormitory building, living a life similar to before.

"Xiao Lin, what are you thinking about? Old Li has already left after class. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to get a seat for lunch!"

Just when I was immersed in my own world, Fatty pushed me and woke me up from my contemplation. However, Fatty and the others saw that I looked confused as if I had just woken up, and their eyes narrowed slightly, and they said to me with a smirk:

"Xiao Lin, what were you thinking about just now? Why were you so absorbed in it?"

"The one who can make Brother Lin fall into deep thought must be a girl!"

"Isn't Brother Lin known as the most sober person in the world? I didn't expect that he would be trapped by love."

I didn't get angry when I heard the three of them making fun of me. I kicked them with a smile and cursed, then waved my hand and said to them:

"Ahem, I'm tired of the food in the cafeteria. Can any of you come with me to go out and 'explore'?"

According to past experience, at this moment the three of them should have their eyes lighting up, and then immediately become masters of freeloading, with several of them urging me to treat them, and then they would play around with each other and go out of school to eat.

But today the three of them were very strange. After hearing what I said, their eyes first flashed with golden light, but then dimmed, and a very strange expression appeared on their faces.

"Ahem, actually I think...the food in the cafeteria is pretty delicious."

"Yes, yes, I agree."

"I agree."

???

Damn, did these three people take the wrong medicine today?

Not long ago, they were complaining that they had been eating cafeteria food for a year and had almost memorized the school menu. Why did some of them change their minds so quickly today?

Is it possible that the living expenses are not enough?

This shouldn’t be the case. It’s just the beginning of the month...the living expenses should have just been transferred.

But I didn’t think about it any more. After all, a university cafeteria is not like a middle school cafeteria. The price and taste are more or less better. It’s okay to go back and have a meal.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, we found that there were not too many people and there were still quite a few seats left. After all, our college was very close to the cafeteria and most of the students in the cafeteria were from the School of Economics and Management. They had a natural geographical advantage over people from other colleges. So it didn't take us long to find a seat and sit down.

However, Fatty and the others were acting very abnormally today. If it were any other time, they would have pounced on the food at each window like hungry tigers, but today they just sat in their seats motionless, letting me go get the food first while they stayed here to look for seats.

“Does it take three people to check the seats?”

"That's right! The seats in the cafeteria are a must-fight place for all the colleges. Without elite soldiers like us, how can we keep the seats?"

"...speak human language."

"There are too many people getting food. Go get food later."

Seeing this, I raised my middle finger at them with disdain and walked towards the food window. After all, they had just had breakfast and were not very hungry, but I was starving to death.

But the weird thing is, when I came back with my meal, I found that these three people had disappeared. The most outrageous thing was that even their schoolbags were gone. If my schoolbag hadn’t been on my seat, I would have suspected that I had taken the wrong path.

Where is my roommate?

They were here just now, such a large group of people! They couldn't have just evaporated, could they?

What the hell are these sons of bitches doing? Did they learn some new tricks from some short video and play tricks on me?

But just as I was about to take out my phone and send a WeChat message to greet their ancestors, I suddenly felt that the cafeteria, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly became noisy. I thought that students from other colleges came in groups to get food.

But I found that things seemed not quite the same as I had imagined. I suddenly felt that many boys were looking at me in various ways. Some even turned back every three steps. What was even more exaggerated was that several people gathered together to discuss something.

This feeling of being suddenly noticed for no apparent reason made me feel a little creepy. I even suspected that Fatty and the others had put something weird on me, or that there was something wrong with my clothes.

But I soon realized that something seemed to be wrong, because I found that their eyes were always wandering around me and the place behind me, and the look in their eyes when they looked at me was not a joke, but full of envy.

Wait a minute, why does this scene seem familiar?

At this moment, I heard a lark-like voice behind me:

"Lin Ran?"

"what?"

When I heard the voice, I was stunned for a moment, then I turned around quickly. The moment I turned around, I clearly felt that my brain went blank in an instant.

Our eyes met each other instantly. Her pure and flawless eyes were like crystal clear lake water, giving people the illusion of being immersed in it.

And this girl was none other than Bai Yun, whom I hadn’t seen for some time.

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PS: I have booked a return high-speed train on August 8. I will start updating when I get back! <(￣︶￣)>

Chapter Undercurrent

The cascading black hair draped over her shoulders, coupled with her small and delicate face, made me feel like I was seeing an angel in a church.

Coupled with the white dress, she looked very fresh and refined, which suddenly gave me an inexplicable feeling at this moment. Even though I have had several failed relationships, I can still feel a feeling of "first love" from Bai Yun.

Of course, this feeling of "first love" does not refer to a person, but a beautiful vision of one's other half, and Bai Yun's temperament brings me...such a special feeling, a feeling of white moonlight.

But thinking back, Bai Yun is the ideal type in many people's minds, pure, gentle, and quiet. If she wants to find a boyfriend, her suitors would probably line up from the door of her dormitory to the school gate.

"Ahem...long time no see."

Although I have had some experience in love, I am not a veteran in the love field. The sudden encounter made it difficult for me to think of any particularly good opening remarks.

Especially when I think about it carefully, Bai Yun and I haven't seen each other for only a few days, which can't be said to be a long time. Saying this makes it seem a bit strange, and I can't help but regret the opening remarks I just made.

However, Bai Yun did not seem to expose my words. She just smiled silently, then put her hands behind her back, twitched her nose, and asked me slowly:

"You came alone?"

"Um... not really. My group... ahem, my roommates—"

I was just about to say that I came here with Fatty and the others, but at this moment my phone rang, and then I saw a message from Fatty and the others:

"Xiao Lin, do your best! Remember to treat us to a meal after you're done!"

After seeing the messages sent by Fatty and the others, I couldn't help but laugh. At the same time, I finally understood why they were so abnormal just now. It turned out that they were secretly acting as my wingman.

"Ahem, I'm alone now."