Chapter 14 Bone-

piercing Chen Boyan's hand shook, and his cell phone made a clear sound when it hit the wooden table.

The dean of the department who was still speaking on the stage glanced at him.

But Shen Boyan had no time to take care of this. There was a storm in his heart, and the emotions that were about to explode were swelling crazily.

How could Cheng Wenjun?

How could Cheng Wenjun do this?

Torpedo is just a kitten, how could it offend Cheng Wenjun?

Shen Boyan just wants to go home immediately and take Torpedo away.

He wanted to go back and confront Cheng Wenjun immediately and ask Cheng Wenjun why he did this. God knows what else happened before that made torpedoes so afraid of Cheng Wenjun!

The head of the department started talking again. Shen Boyan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Torpedoes certainly can’t stay at home anymore.

Shen Poxuan would not come back for the New Year in a few days, so he could only send the torpedo to the pet shop to spend this time temporarily.

Then, there is the matter about Cheng Wenjun.

Shen Boyan could no longer rationally exclude "Cheng Wenjun was replaced" from his thinking.

Reason told him that there are no ghosts, no fake people, no magic in the world, and there should be no ability to replace a person silently. That's why he doubted himself first, wondering if this was some kind of psychological illusion.

After he doubted himself, he also doubted whether Cheng Wenjun had really changed. But Shen Poxuan told him that Cheng Wenjun looked very different from the original two or three months ago.

Although Cheng Wenjun sounded polite every time he spoke, Shen Boyan felt uncomfortable everywhere.

He always felt that his opinions were ignored by that person. That person was just doing what he thought was good, but never cared about what he thought.

Would Cheng Wenjun handle their relationship so poorly? Probably not.

Shen Boyan had no intention of adding any perfect filter to Cheng Wenjun, but at least he wouldn't be so full of loopholes.

He thought for a long time, unable to convince himself, but his thoughts uncontrollably moved closer to that outrageous guess.

"...Okay, let's end it here!"

After about twenty minutes, the department chair finally condescended and stopped.

Shen Boyan immediately stood up, picked up his bag and left. He rushed to the school gate and took a taxi for the first time. When I got home, it was just after ten o'clock.

The living room was lit with warm lights, as warm as if it was waiting for Shen Boyan to come back.

But Shen Boyan only felt the cold wind outside the door blowing in with the cold air, blending into this seemingly warm little home.

The torpedo appeared out of nowhere and stuck to Shen Boyan's feet as usual.

The cat's body was warm and soft, finally allowing Shen Boyan to regain some consciousness.

He knelt down and touched its belly. The torpedo let out a somewhat uncomfortable "meow", and Shen Boyan retracted his hand, turned it over, and saw obvious bruises on his belly.

The bruises were harsh on the kitten's white fur. Shen Boyan was so angry that he almost wanted to take out the surveillance camera and confront Cheng Wenjun.

If you don't like it and don't want to keep it, you can tell him directly.

Why treat it this way?

What did it do wrong?

But after a brief moment of anger, Shen Boyan unexpectedly calmed down slowly.

Cheng Wenjun never seemed to want to show such a terrifying side when he was with him.

If you tell him about the monitoring on the torpedo, maybe he will be alerted.

Shen Boyan took a deep breath unbearably.

Torpedo pressed into his arms, looking very dependent on him. Shen Boyan felt a feeling of emptiness in his heart. He picked it up and shouted, "Cheng Wenjun!" There was no answer.

The house suddenly became very quiet, and even the torpedoes stopped calling. Shen Boyan heard some faint footsteps in Cheng Wenjun's room, and called again: "Cheng Wenjun? Are you there?"

Still no answer.

Shen Boyan almost laughed angrily. He hadn't changed his shoes yet, so he hugged the torpedo and turned around and walked out.

The weather was very cold, and Torpedo huddled in Shen Boyan's arms, grouped together, and found a comfortable position.

Shen Boyan opened his down jacket and wrapped it tightly, got off the elevator, and walked slowly on the dark and quiet path of the community.

The streetlights were dim. Shen Boyan took out his mobile phone to check the location and found a pet hospital 700 meters away.

Send the torpedo over first to see if there is any problem.

He looked at the white mist gradually dispersing in the night and thought to himself.

The distance of seven hundred meters is short. Not long after, he saw the brightly lit signboard of 'Yangshu Pet Hospital'.

Shen Boyan quickened his pace while holding the torpedo. But after he took a few steps, he saw a familiar person under the sign. It's Mengxin Bridge.

Meng Xinqiao was not wearing a coat, only a dark brown sweater. He put his hands in his pockets as if he was getting ready to leave.

"Professor Shen?" His eyes touched Shen Boyan and he smiled immediately.

"Mr. Meng." Shen Boyan nodded slightly.

"It's so late, why are you here?" Meng Xinqiao raised an eyebrow and asked.

"The cat at home is injured. Let's take it for a look." Shen Boyan said vaguely, "What about you?"

"I saw a stray cat hit by a car on the roadside." Meng Xinqiao chuckled, "Look at its flow. It had a lot of blood and was very pitiful. I couldn't bear to let it die like this... so I sent it to the nearest hospital for treatment."

Shen Boyan said, "Ah."

"No." Meng Xinqiao stretched out his hand generously and said, "Put it into a piece of clothing."

Although he should smile, Shen Boyan couldn't.

"Then you should go back quickly." He said, "The weather is very cold."

Meng Xinqiao did not answer.

"Is this your cat?" He lowered his head and looked at the torpedo huddled in Shen Boyan's arms. "You're so good. How are you injured?"

He said and stretched out his hand to tease the torpedo. Torpedo stretched out his head without fear of anyone, and rubbed his chin against Meng Xinqiao's fingertips.

"My stomach hurts." Shen Boyan said, "I don't know what's wrong."

"I see." Meng Xinqiao frowned, "Let's go, they haven't gotten off work yet."

They entered the pet hospital together. Meng Xinqiao skillfully took him to register and handed the torpedo in the nest to the doctor.

The two of them were waiting at the door. Meng Xinqiao looked out the window of the hospital corridor and asked, "Does Professor Shen live near here?"

"Yes." Shen Boyan nodded, "Not far."

"What a coincidence." Meng Xinqiao laughed, "I I rented a house in Jinyang Garden over there."

"My house is there too," Shen Boyan said.

"Oh," Meng Xinqiao's smile widened a bit, "That's even more of a coincidence."

"I went to University C a few days ago, but I didn't come to see you. I didn't expect that I would meet you here."

"I really didn't expect it." Shen Boyan nodded, "Today was just an accident."

As he said that, the nurse over there pushed the torpedo out.

"There is currently no internal bleeding." The doctor told Shen Boyan, "If you are worried, you can leave it here for observation for a few days. If there is a problem, we will deal with it at any time."

Shen Boyan had this intention: "That's troublesome, let it be there for a few days." Stay in the hospital for a few days."

Meng Xinqiao took him to pay the fee.

When I left the hospital gate, the cold wind came over me again. The only remaining source of heat in his arms disappeared, and Shen Boyan pulled his collar to barely block the biting cold wind.

He couldn't help but say, "Thank you, Mr. Meng, for accompanying me to take Torpedo to the doctor."

"It's a small matter." Meng Xinqiao's attitude was casual, "Anyway, the hospital has air conditioning."

"Mr. Meng, please come back quickly." Shen Boyan Looking at his thin clothes, he said, "It's really cold today."

"Okay, okay." Meng Xinqiao just smiled again, "Let's go, let's go, we're on the way."

They walked together for a while. Meng Xinqiao may have been cold, but he didn't say much after that. While walking, he suddenly stopped and said to Shen Boyan, "Professor Shen, I'm here."

Shen Boyan glanced at the entrance of the unit building: "Okay."

"Bye." Meng Xinqiao turned around and walked towards Shen Boyan Yan waved his hand.

Shen Boyan watched Meng Xinqiao disappear into the dark unit building, and then slowly walked towards his residence. I don't know if it was his imagination, but it was getting colder and colder around him.

The wind penetrated all the way along the pulled up collar and hem of the down jacket, making his whole body stiff.

Until I opened the door, I didn't get complete relief.

When he opened the door, he happened to see Cheng Wenjun standing in the living room. Cheng Wenjun was wearing a gray bathrobe with his chest open casually. When he saw Shen Boyan coming back, he smiled.

"Xiaoyan, are you back?"

Shen Boyan didn't want to pay attention at all.

He knew it was best not to make trouble with surveillance. But Torpedo couldn't swallow his breath. The mixture of anger and cold made his temples beat suddenly.

If he can't talk about torpedoes, then he can always talk about himself, right?

"Cheng Wenjun." His tone was cold, "Let's talk."