"Shocked! Professor L and a female college student had a late-night private meeting in a hotel!"
Entertainment tabloids on Weibo write some eye-catching headlines every day to cheat click-through rates, so this news did not attract much attention when it was first posted by the account "Today's Luojiang".
But by the evening of that day, this incredible Weibo post shot to the top of the hot search list in the city, attracting a group of melon-eating people to comment on it.
[L University? Isn’t that our school? [Surprised]]
[Who is it? Who is it from? [Eating melon]]
[No way! I have worked so hard to improve my grade points, how could someone just spread my legs?! [angry]]
At first, Jian Anran didn't take this hot search too seriously. There was never much news in the city. But as the matter progressed, her heart began to feel faintly uneasy. She underestimated everyone's concern for the hidden things happening around her.
curiosity.
This Weibo is very directional. There is only one university starting with L in Luojiang City - Luojiang University.
The hot search had a wide range of influence and spread extremely quickly. The administrative department of Luohan University set up a task force to investigate overnight and refuted the rumors on major public platforms as soon as possible.
Jian Anran's heart was pounding, her palms were sweating, and she hid in bed and quickly browsed the real-time posts.
Most of them don't sound very nice.
Her eyes were nervously scanning up and down the screen, and her hands were shaking slightly. If nothing else, she would have a sleepless night tonight.
In desperation, she started searching on social media——
[What should I do if a student is found to be having a relationship with a teacher?]
The replies below are more serious than the other. Some say that the student will be given a major demerit and suspended from school, while others say that the teacher will be fired and will find it difficult to gain a foothold in the academic world.
The only thing that is certain is that this is academic misconduct and the consequences will be serious.
Somewhat on the verge of tears, Jian Anran looked back at the only one-night stand she had had in more than twenty years, and originally wanted to keep it as a secret forever.
Her family was in Luojiang City, and she had just had a quarrel with her family that weekend. The reason was that her parents arranged a blind date for her again.
Not long ago she just had a pornographic affair.
Jian Anran has just become a senior in college this semester and has not even found an internship yet, so her family is hurriedly arranging a blind date for her.
After quarreling with her family for more than half a month to no avail, she couldn't resist and had no choice but to go for the blind date.
Unexpectedly, after finally rejecting one, the next one was seamlessly put on the schedule by her parents. She finally couldn't help but slam the door and walked out aimlessly on the street.
On the way back to school, she passed by a bar. Jian Anran hesitated but carefully opened the door and entered.
The bell on the door rang, and a fruity aroma hit her face. Jian Anran looked around, feeling a little nervous for the first time in a place like this.
After looking around, I found that most of the people in the bar were sitting in groups facing each other, with a few people drinking alone on the bar.
No one noticed her holding the strap of her shoulder bag tightly with both hands at the door.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she cautiously walked towards the bar. "A cup of cosmopolitan, thank you."
"Please add more ice." Jian Anran added.
She didn't do much homework before coming here. She only vaguely remembered the way the heroine of a certain American TV series ordered the Cosmopolitan at the bar confidently and freely at the bartender.
She knew nothing about alcohol before, and tonight she was extremely eager to use alcohol to temporarily avoid the mess of life.
After drinking a glass of wine, her head gradually became a little dizzy.
"Hit me again." That's what they say in American TV dramas. The bartender came over and gave her another drink.
There was a boy drinking alone sitting three or four seats away. Jian Anran noticed him as soon as she sat down.
The clear bar is full of people who want to find a quiet place to have a drink after get off work. Most of the customers here are wearing normal and comfortable clothes.
Jian Anran frequently glanced over her head to peek at the man on the other side of the bar, not because his white shirt and black trousers looked out of place here, but since she sat down, she watched him holding a wine glass and drinking one glass after another.
.
She immediately felt like she had been on the treadmill at the gym for 30 minutes and refused to admit defeat when she saw the person next to her hadn't stopped yet.
After five or six drinks with this stranger with his eyes lowered and whose face he couldn't see clearly, Jian Anran finally couldn't drink any more, and her feet felt like they were stepping on a sponge mat as soon as they landed on the ground.
I don't know if it was due to the wonderful effect of alcohol, but the INFJ staggered all the way to the man's side and put her elbow on his shoulder.
"Handsome boy, will you marry me?"
Her opening and closing lips were close to the man's ear, and the ambiguous and delicate voice filled with alcohol entered the other man's ears.
The moment the man turned around, she had mostly sobered up.
This is the blind date she had sex with a few days ago.
For a moment, an abnormal blush appeared on her cheeks, all the way from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, like a tomato that was about to squeeze out its juice in a second.
She was so tipsy that she didn't know whether to retract her hand or to bravely continue to put her hand on his shoulder.
The other party didn't speak, and Jian Anran looked into his dark eyes, as if she had fallen into the depths of the ocean where she couldn't even see her fingers, and an overwhelming wave of panic surged in her heart.
Just as she was about to retract her hand, the other party grabbed her, holding her wrist tightly and refusing to let go.
"Don't you like me?" The low-alcohol voice fell lazily in Jian Anran's ears, hitting her heart word by word like the stream flowing down the river.
Jian Anran opened and closed her upper and lower lips, but her throat seemed to be sealed and she couldn't say anything.
"Come have a drink with me." He stood up and moved her glass over.
"Metropolis? Good taste." The man lowered his eyes and smiled, with a nice curve at the corner of his mouth.
"You can see this?" Jian Anran was a little surprised. This must be the level of a wine tasting master.
"That's not true," he shook the whiskey glass in his hand, "I just heard it."
It turned out that he had noticed her as soon as she came in.
She and the man drank until the bar closed and then came out of the shop. The man repeatedly asked where to send her back.
I don’t know if it was because of alcohol, but she had the courage to instigate the other party to check out a room together.
She just thought that she didn't want to go home for the time being and face the insidious questioning and pressing pressure of her family. He, who had been dating for a long time, could understand such an embarrassing situation.
After opening the room, he put her down, and just as he turned around to leave, the man's neck sank, and his arms, which were lightly covered in pink, clung tightly from behind.
Wen Siheng frowned slightly, she was not suitable for drinking at all.
"Why? Are you angry after rejecting you once?" The soft and waxy voice bit his ear, tickling his heart, and Jian Anran rubbed his back.
"This is not appropriate." His voice was calm and the ending was a little deep, as if he was holding back the fire that was about to boil out of his belly.
"Why is it inappropriate? It's inappropriate if you leave now."
Before she finished speaking, the man turned around and pushed her down on the bed. The mattress on both sides of Jian Anran's head sank, and the man supported his body with his hands and stared straight at her.
Jian Anran timidly dodged the other party's hot gaze that seemed to swallow her alive, her chest rose and fell rapidly.
The floor lamp in the hotel room emits a warm and hazy light through the lampshade, and some kind of uncontrollable emotion surges from the heart and is ready to move.
For the first time under ambiguity, she gave herself wholeheartedly to another person. Jian Anran's low mood for several days seemed to have found an outlet, and disappeared in the fierce attacks of the other party.
The INFJ mentioned in the article is one of the MBTI personality theories. I stands for Introvert, N stands for Intuition, F stands for Feeling, and J stands for Judgment.
