C10 What Are You Afraid of

On the subway, Shen Yiran lowered his head and looked at his phone. The tip of his right hand was moving on the screen of his phone. He held the armrest with one hand, which was particularly eye-catching in the crowded crowd.

"Next stop, South Road North Station."

A female voice with a proper accent was broadcasted on the radio, followed by a broadcast in English.

Shen Yiran was still typing. A man behind him stared at him for a long time. He could not help but glance at his phone screen. After reading it, he speechlessly looked away.

On the clean screen, there were only a few words in the search bar: What if you can't raise a living flower?

Ding.

The subway stopped and the door slowly opened.

Shen Yiran put away his phone and looked up. He walked to the subway door.

"Dear passengers, we have arrived at the South Road North Station. Please bring your belongings with you..." The broadcast was still broadcasting, and Shen Yiran had already walked out of the subway.

At this moment, Cheng Zixu was still playing games in his room.

Shen Yiran left the subway station, but he did not walk towards his home. Instead, he went to the vegetable market.

He passed by a flower shop, and the staff greeted him. Mr. Shen, how were the flowers two days ago?

Shen Yiran was used to being teased. He shook his head at the staff and answered honestly, "Not good."

"Hahahaha...

The clerk laughed. Shen Yiran smiled and left with a nod.

The setting sun gradually disappeared, as if it had been swallowed by the dark night.

After buying a few dishes and meat, Shen Yiran went around the small path and returned home as usual.

Before he reached the door, Shen Yiran heard some movement. He stopped at the foot of the stairs, and the man looked up at the girl at the end of the stairs.

"Mr Shen..."

The girl in the white dress blinked her big eyes and smiled at Shen Yiran.

The good mood disappeared in an instant. Shen Yiran took two steps forward and self-deprecatingly pulled his thin lips. "I am not a teacher."

The girl subconsciously took two steps back. Her face was full of guilt and she lowered her head. "Sorry, Mr Shen, I really can't help myself..."

"No choice?"

Shen Yiran looked at the girl in front of him and raised his eyebrows.

He took out the key and opened the door expressionlessly. The anti-theft door blocked the girl outside.

Just as he was about to open the door, the man suddenly opened his mouth and called the girl's name, "Chen Qingwan."

Chen Qingwan, who was suddenly called, looked up, "Here, teacher..."

In the dark corridor, the voice control light flashed and the man's deep and magnetic voice reached Chen Qingwan's ears.

"A forced puppy love?"

"Unforced to give your body to someone else?"

Shen Yiran cast a sidelong glance at the girl in front of him, his eyes flashing with disgust. "Extremely dirty."

The girl's face turned from red to white. The word "dirty" resounded in her mind. Shame made the smile on Chen Qingwan's face freeze, but Shen Yiran sneered. "Since you want to sacrifice yourself for love, then what does that have to do with me?"

Separated by an anti-theft door, Chen Qingwan looked at the tall man in front of her and shook her head. "It's alright..." Just as she wanted to deny it, she quickly added. "No... It's alright..."

Ka.

The keyhole spun once and the veins on Shen Yiran's hand that was holding the key bulged. The anti-theft door creaked and Shen Yiran put down the things in his hand. He closed the anti-theft door and walked towards the girl.

The familiar and unfamiliar male aura made the young girl stagger two steps. Her watery pupils quickly contracted, and she looked at Shen Yiran who was walking towards her in fear. Her back turned cold, and her voice trembled. "Teacher..."

Shen Yiran looked at Chen Qingwan disdainfully and asked with mixed feelings. "What are you afraid of?"

Wan Wan, what are you afraid of?

Chen Qingwan's heart skipped a beat and the words of a man flashed across her mind. The tip of the girl's nose twitched. She walked in front of Shen Yiran and bit her lower lip. "Mr Shen, I'm sorry!"

After saying that, she ran sideways from Shen Yiran. The floating white dress rubbed against Shen Yiran's hand.

The man raised his hand to look, but there was nothing.