tôi yêu bản dịchThe young man froze at the unexpected contact, at the hot temperature of the professor's hand as it gently touched his cheek.Akihito withdrew his hand when he saw the young man go rigid on contact and frowned and smiled at the same time, "How long have you been waiting outside?""Er...about two hours, sir.""Two hours?" he asked in disbelief."Yes, sir.""And you said you were my student, correct?""Yes, sir."He looked into the student's face again...he could swear he had met this stranger before...but where..."There is a café about a block from here. Why not go there?""I really don't.." his mind was still on the hot touch, the way the professor's fingers had grazed against his cheek. He shook the thought from his head, reminding himself that this man before him was, quite effectively, a man and his own professor, "uh...want to impose on you, sir."Akihito's face broke into an amused smile, "You came here to talk with me, am I right?""Yes, sir.""Well...I'd prefer to talk inside considering the weather."He looked at Akihito blankly."Come on. Let's get going before you freeze to death. We can pick up on the conversation once you thaw up a bit. You look like a block of ice.
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