บท 2008: Memories of killing a beauty

When the instructor really left, he felt lucky and a little disappointed at the same time. He kept consoling himself that he had misunderstood some things because they had been together day and night, and the instructor had constantly exuded his personal charm.

Yes!

It must be so.

Although in the past six months, he would occasionally have dreams about the instructor, most of the time, the dreams became less indescribable and more like daily life. Coupled with the heavy tasks, he had no time to think about other things. However, when he watched movies with this group of teenagers, he no longer had that impulse. Mu Yuan kept consoling himself that everything was just his illusion.

Look, as soon as the instructor left, he returned to normal.

The whole world was celebrating.

Because of some unspeakable delusions, he had never dared to think about Jack, until he accidentally heard some gossip about Jack.

He liked men.

And he liked to be suppressed.