C5 It's all because of the scholarship

After that, he didn't come looking for me for several days. I went to school every day with the intention of going to the grave, trying to make myself forget about it.

"Yuhan, the supervisor asked you to go to his office."

"Is there anyone in the office this weekend?"

The people in the dorm were all confused. Why was the guide looking for me over the weekend?

"Alright, I'll be there right away."

He wore a vest and slippers. It was obvious that the June day had already become hot as if it was on fire. The sunlight was blinding, and there was no wind. When he reached the door of the counselor's office, he realized that his clothes had already been soaked through.

"Yuhan, you're here. Come in quickly."

He was very solicitous today, and his expression was very strange.

"Instructor, what can I do for you?"

He was sitting at his desk, and I was standing two steps away from him when I caught a whiff of his perfume.

"I skipped a lot of classes this semester. Although my grades are not bad, it's going to be difficult to get a scholarship."

"My dad ran away a few times when he was sick, but he never missed his class."

When he didn't say anything, I realized that he had been staring at my wet clothes. My underwear was showing a little, and he seemed to have caught a glimpse of the inside, and his eyes were shining so strangely that the hairs on my back were standing on end.

"Instructor, please help me out with the scholarship. I really need that money."

"I heard that you borrowed quite a bit of money from your classmate."

But his eyes never left my chest!

"That's right. Instructor, please be merciful. This scholarship is very important to me."

"Yuhan, I know, that's why I came to discuss it with you."

He raised his eyebrows at me, but I didn't understand what he meant, even though I was a congee and a cabbage.

"Instructor, what do you mean?"

"Yuhan, about this, it's easy as long as you say it's easy, but it's hard when you say it's not easy, it's also not easy." She stuck it on me.

"Many of my classmates don't have good conditions. Everyone is watching me closely. I'm leaning towards you. You should at least give me some benefits, right?"

This gentle scum usually thinks that he is a good person. It turns out that he isn't even a good person. The way he talks is getting closer and closer to me.

"Instructor, how about a scholarship? I'll split half of it with you?" He could only subconsciously take two steps back.

"Silly girl, why would teacher want your scholarship? You need money. As for me, we just need what we need. Don't be so nervous. Come closer to teacher."

He put his arm around my waist and began to feel my chest with his other hand.

"Teacher, I think I'll go back first."

"Forget it, a child like you might not understand. Teacher will give you a book, go back and read it carefully. When you've thought it through, answer me. Teacher knows you're a good child, so other teachers won't point it out like that."

Seeing my resolute expression, he turned around and brought me a book, wrapped in brown paper.

"Take it back and look good. After you see it, you will understand what teacher means. You are a smart child."

Saying that, he patted my butt. Seeing his satisfied expression, I felt disgusted and quickly escaped from the scene.

"Yuhan, why is the director looking for you?"

"It's nothing. Just say that I don't have a share in this year's scholarship."

"F * ck, that can't be. Your results are so good."

After returning to my room, I lay on my bed dejectedly. Suddenly, I remembered the book that the guide had given me. After flipping through it for a bit, I realized what he meant. "Damn, what was this?"

"Yuhan, where did you come from? Let me take a look. "

The words written on it were extremely unsightly and lively. After reading a few pages, he felt his face heat up to the point that he could fry eggs. He, a dignified university teacher, actually gave a student such a shameful thing.

"Let me show you. I can't stand watching such a disgusting thing." These roommates of his were actually reading it with relish. He really didn't understand what they were thinking.

"We're all university students, what's there to be afraid of? You're pretty good, where did you get such a nice book?" We're trying to find it but we can't! "

Two days passed, and this time it was a night, about 7: 40.

"Yuhan, I met a guide at the entrance just now. He asked you to go to his office."

It's this lecher again, and he still dares to come find me. Right, I'll return the book to him.

"The book I showed you a few days ago."

"Sexual violence?"

"Yes."

"It's in Old Third's bed. That little girl is always peeking from under his bed."

"Give it to me, I have to return it."

"Aren't you going to the supervisor's office?"

"Right, let's go back to the book."

"Fuck, it's the director's?" What does he mean by giving you the book? "

The people in the room were so surprised that their jaws almost dropped to the floor. They ignored them and directly took their books to the supervisor's office.

"Director, you can have your book back."

"Yuhan, what do you think? Do you have any ideas? "

"I didn't."

"Why didn't this child watch it?"

His expression was one of anxiety. He didn't get the answer he wanted, as if he was unhappy.

"Then how about teacher accompanying you to take a look?"

So he leaned toward me, grabbed me, and pressed me against his seat, pressing his head against my ear from behind. He put his hands over my shoulders, one in front of my chest, grabbing my whole softness, the other tightly holding me from outside.

"Yuhan, your breasts are so big! Teacher really likes it! It's so comfortable! "

"No!"

I tried my best, but I couldn't break free!

"Yuhan, teacher told you to read properly, you had to not watch, so I can only teach you!"

He was whispering in my ear, his body squirming like a disgusting caterpillar, and his chest was aching from his kneading.

I took a deep breath and shot to my feet, slamming my shoulder into his nose.

Ah!

I saw blood spurt out from his nose. He frantically covered his nose and glared fiercely at me.

"Don't even think about this year's scholarship, it's just something you don't know how to appreciate."

"Teacher, I'm sorry. I'll be going back first. You can slowly study it yourself."

After saying that, I ran out of his office and looked at the crowd of students on the field. Some of them were studying, some were dating, and some were playing.

Suddenly, another abnormal figure appeared in my mind. It's that Mu Yichen, he's even more abnormal.

"Mo Yuhan, there's a courier for you."

The woman in the dorm handed me a small box, opened it to see a mobile phone, the style was very new, but there was no sign, wondering who would send me a phone.

"Ring, ring, ring!" Such a cliché.

"Hello, may I ask?"

"Mu Yichen, you can only use this phone to contact me in the future, and you must always keep it by your side. Also, don't call me if I don't call you."

"Du, du, du!"

"Hello?"

He hung up without waiting for my reply. Why is it that what I met today isn't a normal person?! When would such a tragic life come to an end? Every day, he would only be able to endure the torment.