The person Shen Muyu didn't want to see again in his life was Fu Qiu.
It happened that at the beginning of his junior year, he opened the door and walked into the classroom, and there was still the same face standing on the podium. White shirt, black trousers, silver watch, hair neatly tucked behind the ears. Exactly the same as two years ago.
They spent their freshman year together. He is a newly admitted genius student, and he is a young professor who has just stayed in school. He was the one who chased him first. The moment he smelled his white tea pheromones in the heavy rain in western Sichuan, Fu Qiu knew that he was finished. An alpha reacting to another alpha's pheromones is an impossible phenomenon in the Department of Earth Sciences. But he couldn't hold it back, nor did he want to.
Later, it was Shen Muyu who initiated the breakup. He felt tired and unequal, and felt that there was always a layer of "teacher taking care of the students" in Fu Qiu's kindness to him. What he wants is someone who stands on the same contour line, rather than someone who will always be protected behind him.
Fu Qiu did not persuade him to stay. He only said two words: "Okay.:"
Then Shen Muyu took a break from school for half a year, and when he returned to school, Fu Qiu had been transferred to another campus. After not seeing each other for two years, he thought he had forgotten about it. Until this semester, the class schedule for Principles of Geomorphology contained the column for the main lecturer—"Fu Qiu, Professor."
Shen Muyu sat in the third row by the window, looking down at the textbook. The white tea pheromones leaked out disobediently, and he used the inhibitor patch to suppress it three times. On the podium, Fu Qiu turned around and wrote on the blackboard. When he wrote the three words "Geomorphology", the chalk paused. The second stroke was half a degree heavier than the first.
The whole department knew what happened between Professor Fu and Shen Muyu. No one dares to ask, no one dares to say. But every time Shen Muyu walked into Fu Qiu's office to hand in homework, and the two pheromones of cedar and white tea met and separated in the air, separated and met again, the students passing by the door would speed up their pace.
Later, someone asked Shen Muyu: "Why did you break up in the first place?"
Shen Muyu thought for a while: "Because what I want is to stand next to him, not behind him."
"What now?"
Shen Muyu looked at Fu Qiu's side face as he lowered his head and turned over the lesson plans on the podium. The fluorescent lamp fell on his shoulders, stretching his shadow very long. He was silent for a long time, and then said: "The seat next to him seems to be empty now."
Concept: "The greatest love can be remembered by time and turned into an eternal geographical imagination."
