“Then why are you hugging the wall?” he pressed on relentlessly. Tao Le was speechless; indeed, she had instinctively moved close to the wall upon entering the elevator. From a criminal psychology perspective, subconscious actions reveal one’s true feelings. Could it be that she… “Actually, it’s a habit of mine,” Tao Le made up an excuse, smiling through the pain as her facial muscles started to cramp. Su Yiwen stepped closer, his eyes narrowing, the sly smile turning more sinister, “You have quite a few habits, first hitting people, now heatstroke.” Had he seen through her? Tao Le felt an oppressive atmosphere lingering above her, making the small space even more suffocating.
Luckily, the elevator doors opened, and fresh air rushed in, giving Tao Le a sense of escape from death. Su Yiwen didn’t say anything more, and as they stepped out, Tao Le noticed he had returned to his usual gentle demeanor, even smiling and greeting passing teachers. What a guy, his two-faced nature was truly at an expert level.
The last time Tao Le visited Su Yiwen’s office, she was part of a group, and she barely remembered the place. Now, if he wasn’t leading her, she might have made a fool of herself trying to find it alone. As Su Yiwen reached for his keys, Tao Le thought of the prison-like layout inside and sighed inwardly, no wonder his personality was twisted, spending all day in such a place, it was hard not to develop psychological issues.
Turning the doorknob, Su Yiwen turned back, “Come in.” At this point, Tao Le could only take one step at a time, taking a deep breath with a look of resigned martyrdom. However, when she inadvertently glanced at the plaque on the door, she stood rooted to the spot as if turned to stone. Su Yiwen set down his briefcase, turned around to see Tao Le frozen by the door, and smiled, “What’s wrong?”
Tao Le blinked hard, ensuring it wasn’t an illusion, the plaque clearly read in silver-gray characters — Office of Associate Professor Su Yiwen, School of Law and Politics.
“Tao Le?” Su Yiwen approached, puzzled by her reaction.
Tao Le pointed at the plaque, her voice trembling, “Teacher, I, I didn’t see this last week…”
“Oh, that,” Su Yiwen seemed very casual, “It was just put up a couple of days ago, don’t worry too much about it.”
Don’t worry?
