When Anhe saw two men who were very close to each other in the photo, he already understood what was going on.﹎Yawen＿bar>w=w-w`.-y-a-w·en8

One of the men in the photo was him, but what he didn't expect was that the other was not Na Chen.

yes*.

The first one is *'s back to the camera. He faced the camera and half of his face was blocked by *, but it could still be seen that it was him.

What made his hands and feet chill was that the angle of the photo was very clever, *it looked very close to him, and it was almost ambiguously attached, *tilted his head slightly, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was kissing.

The other one is * getting in a taxi, and he stood by the side of the road to watch.

* in this photo is the front face, and both of them have clear faces, as if to prove that the first photo was him and *.

"Teacher An, if I read it correctly, these are you and the students in your class, right?" Jiang Xue sat on the chair and looked at him.

"Yes." Anhe nodded, * was a thorny person, and almost all the teachers and students in the school knew him.

Chiang coughed gently: "You sit down, let's talk about this."

Angel put down the photo, his legs were a little weak when he sat down, and he almost fell into the chair.

At this moment, he had only had time to be glad that the day he met * was not Ye Ge.

"School Jiang," Anhe pinched his eyebrows. He experienced shock, anger, confusion, panic in just a few minutes. All kinds of chaotic emotions made him feel a little unaware of what to say for a moment, but his first reaction was to pick out * first. "This has nothing to do with *. I just met him when I came out. Besides, * chase Xu Jingyao and chased him to everyone in the school."

"Is that true?" Jiang Jie took the photo and looked down, and after a long time, he asked, "Do you mind if I ask*?"

Angel was silent. This matter had nothing to do with *. He really didn't want to get the students into his troubles. After a while, he spoke: "I mind to be honest, but if you feel it's necessary to ask, I hope you can pay attention to the way, children at this stage are sensitive."

Chiang looked up at him: "I understand."

"School Jiang, I'm a little messy now, there's something wrong with the photos," Angel frowned, "I need time to figure it out..."

School Jiang didn't say anything and looked at the photo silently.

Angel didn't say anything else, his mind was buzzing, his whole body was confused and unable to think.

What exactly is going on? Who did it? Why?

"Teacher An, the photo doesn't seem to be processed, but the angle of the photo can't be seen clearly. It may be... or it may be just face-to-face," Jiang Jiao put down the photo after a long time, leaned on the chair, and looked at him, "Emotionally, I believe you, you have always been responsible to the students, and... it is unlikely that with the students, but I can only doubt rationally."

"I know." Angel supported his forehead with his fingers, and suddenly he wanted to sleep, so sleepy that his eyes couldn't open.

"Before the matter was in love, the photo was placed here," Jiang Xue put the photo back in the envelope. "The school does not ask about the teacher's private life and sexual orientation. If it is a misunderstanding, it is best. But if it is really involved in the students, this is a matter of professional ethics. The school will never show mercy.>>Yawen8_﹎w=w`w=.`y=a=w·en8"

After leaving the principal's office, Anhe did not return to the office and went directly to the consultation room on the fifth floor.

After closing the door, he sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

It's hard to open your eyes or open your eyes.

He took off his coat, his shirt was soaked, and he lay down on the sofa, closing his eyes and forcing himself to start combing the matter.

When I met *, it was the day when he and Na Chen were dancing in a crazy manner.

The person who takes photos is very smart. If only Na Chen and his photos are sent, it will not have much impact on him. Schools generally do not interfere with the teacher's sexual orientation. This is a private problem, but if students are involved, the problem will be serious.

What made Anhe a little confused was that this man did not send him or Na Chen's photos. If he wanted to take them, their photos were too easy to take and he didn't need to borrow a seat. It would be better to attach the photos of him or Na Chen when sending them.

This person didn't do this, why?

Anhe opened his eyes with some difficulty, sat up from the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, and poured himself a sudden fill.

He had never messed with anyone, and the only people who knew his sexuality was a few friends.

That Chen?

Angel frowned and looked at the cup in his hand.

Na Chen has been a little bit wrong recently, but he has been worried about it all this time, and the pressure is so great that he can kill the cow, so he has no time to study it in detail.

If it was that Chen...

Anhe poured another glass of water and drank it. If it were Nachen who caused some trouble...

This person knew Na Chen, and for some reason, this person did not achieve the ugly step.

warn?

threaten?

Angel put down the cup, his hands were numb.

If so, will there be a step further?

What's next?

"Fuck!" Anhe kicked the cabinet next to him hard.

After the third and fourth classes, Anhe didn't eat anything, so he went back to the consultation room and closed the door and slept until the second class in the afternoon, a student came to knock on the door.

After chatting with a boy for a long time, there was nothing wrong with this boy, but someone needed to listen to him talk about his great invention. Although Angel didn't understand what his invention was after listening to nearly a class, he probably knew it was a magical device that could be used directly after circulating urine in the toilet and flowing out of the dishwasher. However, the boy still reached out and shook with him with satisfaction: "Mr. An, thank you for your understanding."

"You're welcome, you can come to me again next time you need my understanding." Angel smiled.

In the last class, Angel went to the class as usual, and slept on the table in a dark and dark way. Her deskmate pushed him several times but didn't wake him up. Angel couldn't help but say, "Get him asleep."

After get off work, he went to buy a cell phone first. When he arrived at the hospital, the nurse was cleaning his grandfather's body. He went to the corridor to dial the number of Na Chen.

It took a long time before Na Chen answering the phone, his voice a little dumb: "Did you buy a cell phone?"

"Well," Angel leaned against the wall, "You're sober?"

"I woke up and went back to the dormitory to sleep until now..." Na Chen's voice was still tired, "How did you know I was drunk?"

"I called you yesterday and answered it. Ya﹎>Wenba w-w=w-.-y="Anhe walked to the window and lit a cigarette.

"When did you call?" Na Chen pressed his phone a few times, "You called that number? So late? Is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay, it was only then that time when I saw you leaving a message saying I was going to the hospital." Anhe remembered the feeling that he wanted to see Na Chen last night and wanted him to be by his side. He felt a sense of indescribable feeling in his heart.

"I... didn't go," Na Chen said softly, "I've delayed something."

"Oh," Angel smiled, "Are you free tonight?"

Na Chen seemed to have a little hesitation, and then paused before saying, "If you have time, do you want me to go there? Aren't you in the hospital?"

"Late, I'll call you after I'm out of the hospital." Angel thought for a while.

"Then I'll wait for your phone call."

Anhe hung up the phone, held a cigarette in his mouth and stared at the tree outside the window for a while. Today is not a weekend. Usually, he wouldn't call Na Chen out until the weekend, and Na Chen's tone was not happy about it.

What happened?

Angel supported the windowsill, and walked for ten miles with a big bag on his body, so he was so sank that he couldn't stand.

"Go to have a drink tonight." Na Chen called Li Fan.

"Also drink?" Li Fan was stunned, "You didn't drink enough last night?"

"Don't ask, just say you can't come out." Na Chen tsk.

"Let's go, my wife's night shift. I'm fine anyway, what time will it be?"

"Eight o'clock hotpot city." Na Chen said.

"You are eating, not drinking..."

"Why don't you talk so much nonsense? Come here at 8 o'clock." Na Chen hung up the phone after saying that.

After lifting the quilt and sitting up for a few minutes, he fell back on the pillow, turned over and buried his face in the pillow. The feeling of strong desire to cry made his chest block and painful.

He wanted to see Angel, but he really wanted to do so. He didn't expect Angel to suddenly look for him, but the momentary happiness was followed by the boredom that swept over.

He didn't know if Lei Bo had someone to follow him, so he could only stay with Li Fan first, eat for two hours before going to see Anhe...

How did it become like this?

Na Chen held his pillow until he couldn't breathe, then he jumped up suddenly, went into the bathroom to wash his face, staring at his red eyes in the mirror.

"That's it," he gritted his teeth, "that's it."

He will go to Lei Bo tomorrow. No matter what Lei Bo wants, he doesn't care.

Lei Bo has given him care and warmth in his most helpless years. No matter whether these are true or false or why, he has been grateful.

But now his last bit of confusion about Lei Bo has been wiped out, and he was almost suffocated to collapse day by day, and the depression and upset accumulated in his heart are indelible.

You keep running forward and you will see the stars.

But he couldn't see ahead.

After leaving the hospital, Anhe squatted on the steps at the entrance of the hospital and called Nachen. Nachen was quite noisy, and he had to raise his voice: "Where is it?"

"Hotpot City! Come here!" Na Chen said.

Anhe waved helplessly as he heard the busy sound in the receiver.

When I got off the car at Hotpot City and was paying, Na Chen ran out of the restaurant: "Have you eaten?"

"I don't want to eat." Anhe turned his head and looked at the Hotpot City. It was getting late, but there were still many customers, and they were full of enthusiasm.

"Let me give you another small pot?" Na Chen said, touching his back by his side, "Eat something casually, why do you feel you've lost weight?"
To be continued...