Desire Restricted Area

When Xu Fengqing was in high school, he was under strict supervision. He secretly read danmei novels and movies to avoid being discovered by his family members who checked his cell phone, so he borrowed his classmate's unused mailbox to store his emails. He not only keeps emails, but also writes diaries, treating the mailbox as his private tree hole. The scary thing is that the email address does not belong to the deskmate himself, but to his cousin Liang Zhijin. A certain top university tycoon who went abroad for scientific research early in the morning. At some unknown date, Liang Zhijin discovered that his mailbox seemed to be infected with a virus. Every now and then, immoral resources were deposited. He wanted to log out of his mailbox, but when he looked at his IP address, he found it was domestic. Liang Zhijin fell into deep thought while looking at various unfavorable titles such as Abstinence Uncle's Love and Well-Behaved Kitten. In line with his academic mentality, he opened one of the files. One day, a colleague borrowed his computer and said "Wow!" And teased Liang Zhijin for his abstinence on the outside but his wild nature in private. He was worthy of being a reserved (sultry) Oriental man. A year later, a new email appeared in the mailbox, which was from normal to extremely abnormal. —I'm admitted to college! I finally don't have to save emails anymore, so commemorative! When Xu Fengqing was admitted to college, his heart beat faster after the first professional class he took. The professor of this professional course is very handsome, aloof, ascetic, wearing suits and trousers, shirt cuffs, and gold-rimmed glasses. Every detail accurately reflects his aesthetics. He imagined 108 movie plots in his mind, secretly asking the lark in the class about the professor's personal situation. Unmarried, just returned to China, specially hired, sexual orientation unknown? Xu Fengqing's road to secret love began. He deliberately found a seat close to Liang Zhijin to listen to the class. For example, he forgot to bring his pen and was scolded on purpose, such as... Oh, of course, it did not include lying in the professor's arms. After class, he went to the podium and wanted to ask a question, but he almost fell into Liang Zhijin's arms. When he tried to get up, he tripped on his foot and kowtowed. Liang Zhijin's white shirt slightly rolled up his forearms. When he lowered his eyes, there was a smile behind his gold-rimmed glasses: "Classmate, you don't have to kneel down to ask questions. Do you want me to help you?" Xu Fengqing blushed with embarrassment and ran away. Liang Zhijin's voice behind him was clear and cold, "Xu Fengqing." Xu Fengqing turned around and saw the other party's slender hand holding one of his headphones. He smiled deeply and said, "The volume of your video is too loud." Later, professional courses required homework. Xu Fengqing entered his email address, and in an instant the sky lid flew up. This email address was not the one he had used for more than a year... A tree hole? Intention: Stay rational and firm in direction