Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

To be honest, this kind of thing is commonplace in medical schools.

When Wen Xi carried the grotesque "him" outside, she was met with horrified stares from students from other departments, who looked at her as if she were a monster.

Some timid girls even avoid her and take detours.

"What kind of lunatic is this? Did they go dig up a coffin?" someone whispered.

"Need I say more? They're from medical school, all medical students are weirdos!"

"Who said I'm a pervert? Can you speak louder? I love that nickname!" Wen Xi shouted behind him, his eyes piercing.

The two girls were so frightened that they ran away as fast as they could.

She's not someone to be trifled with.

snort!

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As she passed the school's tennis court, Wen Xi couldn't hold on any longer. She put the human skeleton on her shoulder aside, hugged "it" tightly, and gasped for breath.

The crowd passing by quickly moved away.

At that moment, a girl's sweet voice came from the tennis court.

"Tingchu, keep it up!"

The name sounded familiar, but Wen Xi hadn't paid it any attention at first.

"Tingchu, are you tired?"

She paid attention the second time.

Wen Xi fixed his gaze on the scene.

On the court, a man dressed in a black stand-up collar polo shirt and white casual pants was swinging his racket wildly; he was clearly someone she knew.

With the encouragement of the beautiful women around him, he seemed to have inexhaustible strength. His long legs ran quickly across the field, a few strands of hair on his forehead fluttering in the wind. In the sunlight, the man's figure was agile, his steps were calm, and his face wore a nonchalant smile.

Everyone says that the most handsome men are those who fight hard on the court.

Bathed in soft light, He Tingchu on the court seemed to have shed his daytime majesty and rigidity, gaining a touch of youthful energy.

Hmph, daring to show off like a peacock in front of a beautiful woman.

Last night, he said he didn't like green, and coincidentally, she didn't like it either.

At this moment, Wen Xi felt as if a vast, green Hulunbuir grassland was growing on his head.

It's outrageous fucking open the door to outrageous, outrageous home.

Moreover, he even changed his clothes; she clearly remembered that he was wearing a light blue shirt that morning.

Wen Xi pouted, looking sullen.

She carried the human skeleton and swaggered through the city to the edge of the sports field, waving enthusiastically to Gu Lianyu, who was a few meters away.

"Hello, teacher."

"Wen Xi, you've come at the right time. Do you know how to play tennis? Come on, let's play doubles." Gu Lianyu stopped what he was doing and hurried over to greet him.

The man behind her glanced at her lazily, his dark eyes surging with a fierce aura.

"Yes, I will," Wen Xi replied hastily.

He Tingchu strode to her side, lowered his eyes and remained silent, still maintaining a cold and arrogant attitude.

His burning shoulder deliberately brushed against her body, bringing waves of heat that couldn't be ignored. He casually picked up a bottle of water from the chair, unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back slightly, and gulped down the water. His sexy Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and he looked really thirsty.

"Oh, let me introduce you. This is Professor He from the School of Physics. You met her when you registered. By the way, she was the one who picked out your instant noodles last time. You should thank Wen Xi. And this is Professor Xia, who just returned from the United States with Professor He. She's a newly hired professor at our school."

Oh, so he wasn't alone when he returned to China this time.

With a beautiful professor by my side, how delightful!

Wen Xi felt a pang of sadness, but his attitude remained sincere.

"Hello, teachers." She bowed deeply to him at a ninety-degree angle.

"Cough...cough cough..." He Tingchu was clearly choked.

His dark eyes swept over, taking in the surroundings. The day's shocks had come one after another.

"Damn, what is this thing?" He Tingchu's eyes widened, his expression showing that he was frightened.

He was indeed startled by the horrifying human skeleton in Wen Xi's arms.

He looks so naive and unsophisticated; it's hilarious.

"Professor He, you just used foul language."

Wen Xi rolled his eyes.

"Oh, Professor He, you don't know this, this is our medical students' true love, soulmate." Wen Xi blurted out.

Yes, He Tingchu felt offended.

"Put that thing down, don't scare our delicate 'beauty' Professor He, he's never seen anything like it." Gu Lianyu's smile spread across his face.

I was offended a second time.

"Who is the beautiful He?" Xia Qing blinked and asked Gu Lianyu, who was standing next to her.

"That's your senior's nickname at Peking University, which I secretly adopted," Gu Lianyu said with a fake smile.

"Kids these days are so cute." Xia Qing glanced at He Tingchu's inhuman face, which had turned a tan.

That nickname is very fitting.

She was also stunned by He Tingchu's magnificent face when she first met him.

"Professor Gu, who is this cutie?" She was wearing a white Lululemon tennis outfit that perfectly accentuated her waistline and hip proportions. Her beautiful figure made her a true sex symbol.

"This is my last disciple - Wen Xi." Gu Lianyu said with a look of satisfaction.

"Come on, Wen Xi, join my team. Today, we, master and disciple, must fight side by side."

...

Wen Xi paused for a moment, then said softly,

"Teacher, I really want to fight against the strong enemy with you, but the clothes I'm wearing today might affect my performance." Wen Xi was in a hurry when she left home that day, and she was wearing an A-line skirt, which was meant to be loose enough for exercise, but it had no lining.

"It's a small problem, I'll take care of it for you." Gu Lianyu took off his windbreaker and handed it to her.

Wen Xi took it without thinking and tied it around his waist.

Turning around, I noticed that the strong arm that had been holding my coat behind me had secretly pulled it back and placed it back on the chair.

To resist a powerful enemy.

Was he her mortal enemy?

After hearing this, Xia Qing burst out laughing.

"Professor Gu, your child is so cute! You must be so lucky."

"Being with her makes me feel a few years younger, like I'm eighteen again. But sometimes she makes me so angry I could vomit blood, like when she grabs a knife..." Gu Lianyu smiled indulgently.

"Teacher, you can't get hurt! You still have to save lives. You must live a long and healthy life!" Wen Xi flattered him with a smile.

What a touching story of the deep bond between master and student.

He Tingchu felt as if he were standing under a lemon tree, being showered with lemons—sour.

Wen Xi and Gu Lianyu were putting on a show, but they didn't notice that the man behind them was getting darker and darker.

"Are you going to fight or not? Don't waste my time," He Tingchu interrupted irritably.

"Then I'll tone it down. Someone didn't take on any apprentices this year, and he'll be jealous," Gu Lianyu teased.

The match officially began, and the four players stood on the court.

Wen Xi warmed up briefly and served the first ball with perfect form: slightly bent knees and outward-rotated shoulders.

The diagonal line was exactly where Xia Qing was positioned. Just as Xia Qing was about to swing her racket, He Tingchu quickly came over and swung his racket to hit the ball first.

The ball landed in front of Wen Xi again, and Wen Xi swung his arm forcefully without hesitation.

The two ran quickly across the court, back and forth.

...

It was supposed to be a doubles match, but it looked like a singles match.

Gu Lianyu and Xia Qing stood bewildered in the wind. Before they could even move, the ball was snatched away. In the end, they only swung their rackets a few times, showing very little involvement.

The score was very close, and Wen Xi used all his skills, moving quickly and attacking aggressively on the court.

"Wen Xi, good shot!"

"Impressive." Gu Lianyu did not hold back in praising his beloved disciple.

Amid cheers and shouts of encouragement, Wen Xi was full of fighting spirit. She concentrated intently, showcasing her best skills, and a victor's smile spread across her small face, with her dimples appearing and disappearing.

She quickly scored another point, and Gu Lianyu jogged over.

"That's great!" The two excitedly high-fived in celebration.

"Yeah." Wen Xi raised an eyebrow triumphantly at the man on the other side of the court, a defiant gesture.

The man opposite him had a cold look in his eyes, tightened his grip on the racket, and frowned.

He was jealous, he was possessive, and he gradually lost control.

On the court, Wen Xi was in high spirits, her bright and cheerful demeanor suggesting she was overjoyed.

Gu Lianyu, standing behind her, beamed with smiles, protecting her like a reliable, loyal dog, showering her with praise and his eyes full of expectation.

He Tingchu felt a dull ache deep in his heart.

When it was He Tingchu's turn to serve, he pursed his thin lips; he had to win this point.

Without warning, he slightly tightened his wrist, and the ball veered off course, heading towards Wen Xi at incredible speed.

"Wen Qiqi, watch out for the ball!" Gu Lianyu shouted in fright.