If you pretend to be O, you will be bitten

I didn't expect Ji Hong to have such a big reaction.

Lin Yu was taken aback for a while, and said to him:

"Of course we're both innocent."

There was a slight movement in the bathroom, and Ji Hong lowered his voice and asked:

"Why did the old Duan eat my jealousy?"

He has to pay attention to beware of this old vinegar.

Lin Yu's eyes faltered: "It seems to be because yesterday, in the haunted house, your..."

Molesting the staff or something.

Ji Hong didn't know what crime Lin Yu had charged himself with, so he thought he was talking about Da Ji.

He tried his best to defend: "My brother came to the haunted house by himself."

"Besides, I don't know about you two, what's going on with you two."

Lin and confused: "What are you talking about?"

Why are you getting involved with Uncle Ji again?

Duan Ci will never be jealous of their brothers.

Lin Yu vaguely realized that he and Ji Hong were not on the same channel.

It doesn't seem to be the same thing.

With a click, the bathroom door opened.

Duan Ci walked out. He was only wrapped in a bath towel, revealing his broad shoulders and narrow waist. The water droplets from his hair dripped down his cheeks onto his chest muscles, then slowly across his abdominal muscles, and finally absorbed by the bath towel.

Half the living room away, Lin Yu seemed to feel the heat from his body, and his cheeks flushed slightly from the steam.

Duan Ci stopped wiping his hair and hurried back to the bedroom.

After entering the bedroom, he looked down at his abs.

There's still eight yuan, that's fine.

The heated room was very hot, so Duan Ci casually put on a T-shirt.

Outside the room, Ji Hong was still explaining to Lin Yu:

"Old Duan, he didn't do it on purpose, don't mind."

"Don't think he's very smart, he doesn't bother to use his brain in his comfort zone..."

Lin Yu listened silently, feeling like his wife and friends were complaining about her husband.

Don't talk, just listen and be done.

Duan Ci raised his eyes and asked Ji Hong: "Why are you here?"

Ji Hong pulled out a smile: "I wanted to catch up on sleep, but now I'm not sleepy anymore."

After speaking, he hurried to the entrance to change his shoes.

Walking too quickly, his hand hit the wall, his knuckles were scratched, and blood spilled out.

Lin Yu said quickly, "Your hand."

Ji Hong glanced and said disapprovingly:

"It's okay, just a small scratch."

This conversation sounded familiar, and Duan Ci's eyelids twitched, seeing Ji Hong's wound.

He walked quickly to Ji Hong's side and pulled him into the bathroom.

Lin Yu looked at Duan Ci's nervous appearance, and said in his heart that they are really affectionate.

"Ding dong—" The takeaway has arrived.

Lin Yu put the takeaway on the table, thought for a while not to disturb the couple, and went back to school with his schoolbag on his back.

The bathroom door was slammed shut.

Ji Hong also became nervous:

"What, what's wrong?"

I have never seen Lao Duan so nervous before breaking his leg.

Duan Ci pointed to the washstand: "Wash up, don't bleed."

The long-lost love made Ji Hong feel a little awkward, and he felt a chill:

"Fuck, old Duan, are you okay?"

Duan Ci looked at Ji Hong expressionlessly:

"I just don't want you to bleed in front of the little one."

Ji Hong wondered: "Why, is he a vampire?"

Duan Ci didn't answer, but noticed Ji Hong's huge dark circles under his eyes and the stubble on his chin.

He frowned and said, "How long have you not slept?"

Ji Hong told the truth: "From last night to now."

Duan Ci asked: "Game is more important or life is more important?"

"I didn't play games," Ji Hong looked at Duan Ci sadly, "It's not because of you."

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's that he can't sleep.

One is a real brother, the other is a young boy, and they have a bloody crush on the same Omega.

Are you acting in a TV show?

Duan Ci responded coldly: "I'm not interested in you."

The wound was small and soon stopped bleeding.

The two came out of the bathroom and found that Lin Yu was not there.

Duan Ci glanced at the message on the phone: "He's back to school."

Ji Hong wondered, "Why is he in such a hurry to go back?"

Duan Ci pursed his lips, stared at Ji Hong without speaking.

He knew that Xiao BuDian didn't want to disturb the world of the two of them.

"Old Ji, I have something to tell you."

"My mother said that Grandpa Duan—"

The two spoke at the same time, and Duan Ci's face changed: "What's wrong with Grandpa?"

Ji Hong scratched his head: "I don't know, I just heard Dad chatting with Dad, saying that Grandpa Duan's condition doesn't seem to be ideal."

He looked at Duan Ci cautiously: "Don't you know?"

"do not know."

Duan Ci half closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go back."

Duan's old house

"Where's grandpa?"

"In the study."

The door of the study was opened vigorously, Duan Zhengan raised his head, saw that it was Duan Ci, and the displeasure in his eyes suddenly disappeared:

"It's a short speech."

Duan Ci lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Duan Zhengan drank his tea leisurely: "Did the kid from the Ji family tell you?"

"Since you're here, let's stay for a few days."

Duan Zhengan put down the teacup, walked over and patted Duan Ci on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, Grandpa can at least last until your birthday."

Duan Ci pursed her lips.

After his birthday, he is a legal adult.

Duan Zheng'an said with a smile: "It's getting late, go to bed."

Duan Ci unzipped the zipper and threw the coat on the chair, but the dull feeling in his chest did not decrease in the slightest.

He leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The study door was opened again, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked in.

Seeing Duan Ci, he was not surprised at all, but asked:

"Where is your grandpa?"

Duan Ci's eyes darkened, he stood up, and walked out without saying a word.

The moment Duan Ci stepped out of the study door, Duan Feng spoke slowly:

"The matching rate between you and that Omega is only 10%."

"Haven't you played enough?"

Duan Ci looked at his so-called father and sneered:

"What's the use of matching degree?"

"Didn't you just throw it away 100%?"

Duan Feng smiled instead of anger: "But she gave birth to a son with excellent genes."

Although the relationship between father and son is not good, Duan Feng is still very satisfied with Duan Ci.

Duan Ci clenched his fists and left with a sullen face.

Duan Feng has long been used to his son's attitude.

He glanced at the ball of paper on the ground and raised his voice:

"Aunt Zhang, come and tidy up the study."

*****

on Monday

Until the evening, Duan Ci did not come to the classroom.

Chen Chen, who was finally promoted to the front desk of Duanci, was very uncomfortable.

He turned around and asked Lin Yu, "Why isn't God Duan here today?"

Lin Yu shook his head: "I don't know."

Chen Chen asked curiously, "You don't fight, do you?"

Lin Yu helplessly: "No."

If you want to quarrel, you should quarrel with Ji Hong.

"Didn't you come to class every day last week? Why didn't you come suddenly?"

"Is something wrong?"

Chen Chen turned around and sat down, muttering.

Zhong Zhong walked into the classroom and put the paper in his hand on the students in the first row:

"The monthly exam tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, the results should come out on Friday."

"At the parents' meeting on Saturday morning, please write down the contact information of your parents."

Zhong Zhong picked up the chalk and said while writing:

"This monthly exam is the same as before, in the form of the college entrance examination."

"Morning exam..."

Lin Yu wrote down Uncle Ji's contact information on a piece of paper, and reflexively placed it in Duanci.

Looking at the empty seat beside him, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Lin Yu waved to the students across the aisle and passed the paper.

When the get out of class bell rang, Lu You asked, "Going to eat?"

Lin Yuhuang shook the book in his hand: "I won't go, I'll read the book for a while."

Lu You responded, "Okay, then I'll buy you a sandwich."

The students left in batches, and the noisy classroom gradually quieted down, leaving only the sound of pages turning.

Lin Yu bit his pen, stumped by the last big physics problem.

"Duan Ci, this question—"

The voice stopped abruptly, Lin Yu stared at Duan Ci's chair for a while, then took out his mobile phone to send a message.

【Are you not coming to school today? 】

The dialog box quickly showed that it was typing, and it took him a long time to receive the content.

There are only a few short words, but Duanci's teasing tone seems to be in his ears.

[Miss me? 】