Differentiate into omega in the normal world

On Monday, Song Chen asked for leave and didn't come to school, so he signed up for a very expensive expert account to see it.

Try to use euphemistic words to describe your situation, and then wait for the doctor to reply in fear.

The doctor took a second look at him, and lamented that the child is so beautiful now, but he is just nervous, "It is not uncommon to be addicted to certain objects or smells, as long as it does not affect the body..."

"It's affected! It's serious!" Song Chen emphasized.

"There are more serious cases. I still recommend you to see a psychiatrist. Most of this addiction to things is a psychological problem."

"But...but..." Song Chen faltered and couldn't speak.

Before coming here, Song Chen also looked it up, and saw the explanation about fetishism, the situation was somewhat similar, but not quite the same.

He was very sure that he was not sensitive to smells either when he was a child or now, and he was in the same class as Chen Lang for so long, and it was during this time that he became addicted to his breath.

Don't talk about addiction before, you can't even smell it.

What's more, psychological problems will not cause inexplicable things to flow out of the buttocks, and even the face will change.

Seeing that he was still very worried, the doctor suggested: "Well, you go and get a blood test, and then bring it to me."

Song Chen thought for a while, and came here, so he simply had a full-body checkup, "I want a full-body checkup."

Doctor: "It can be done, but it will be very expensive..."

Song Chen waved his hand, "It's okay to spend money, doctor, please help me arrange it."

"Okay, but it will take two days for the results to come out, and you can come back to see it then." I wanted to say it would take a lot of time, but seeing the child's resolute appearance, the doctor stopped trying to persuade him.

The doctor customized the physical examination items for him and removed some unnecessary ones. Before leaving, he still mentioned, "You can consider a psychologist. These psychological problems are not shameful. They can be treated like colds and fevers."

Facing the kind suggestion, although Song Chen didn't want to go, he still nodded, thanked him and left.

After getting up the next day, Song Chen closed his eyes and prayed a few words, moving his lower body very carefully.

very good!

No wetness, no sticky feeling.

He jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom to look in the mirror, disappointed again.

Why is her face still the same, and it seems more...

Bitch!

He changed the light to a darker one, but he was still very white in the mirror, but not sickly pale, more like powdered.

Looking closer, the sides of the nose are also smooth and delicate. He clearly remembers that the condition of his area is still quite bad. If he doesn't sleep well, it will turn red and small black spots will appear.

But now there is nothing.

Just like ps.

He sighed, washed his face and went downstairs. Aunt Lin had already prepared breakfast. When she saw him, she said, "Chenchen is all right. Oh, this little face has lost a lot of weight. What did the doctor say when I went to the hospital yesterday?"

Song Chen took a custard bag, "The doctor said it was just a common cold, Auntie, I want a mask."

Cover your face a little.

"Mask, I remember I bought it last time, I'll go find it for you."

After breakfast, Song Chen sipped pure milk and got into the car, looked at the content of yesterday's lecture that Song Ling had sent him, and burped slowly.

Uncle Wang, who was driving ahead, looked in the rearview mirror and looked at him like a child. After hiccupping, he stroked his chest and said with a smile, "Chenchen loves milk so much, no wonder she's so tall."

That is, he is only two centimeters away from 180, rounded to 180.

There are not many boys in the class who are taller than them.

It seems that except for Chen Lang, who is nearly half a head taller than him.

Why did you think of him again?

Song Chen shook his head, driving people out of his mind.

Uncle Wang saw that he was very proud, and said, "It also smells like milk when I drink it, just like my youngest daughter."

"is it?"

Song Chen stopped sipping milk, silently looking at the box in his hand, which read: pure milk.

So where does the milk taste come from?

With his heart trembling slightly, Song Chen told himself that there was nothing serious, but that he was sick.

Press down the car window to let the wind blow in, and close to the car window to sniff his body secretly.

In a trance, there is a faint milk smell floating into the nose.

It was still early when I came to the classroom, and only the school committee members were sitting quietly reciting. When Song Chen came in wearing a mask, he didn't look too much. He smiled and continued to recite.

Song Chen walked lightly towards Chen Lang's row, stopped at Chen Lang's place, and took out Chen Lang's long-lost black wristband from his bag.

Where should it be placed so that it will not be suspected.

It can make Chen Lang feel that he just forgot to take it out without thinking, instead of being picked up and returned.

Song Chen stood there thinking for half a minute, squatted down and moved the books in the drawer out a little, and then stuffed the wristbands into the innermost part, exposing a little side.

perfect.

Not immediately, nor forever.

There were a lot of candies scattered in the drawer, all kinds of colorful candy wrappers, Song Chen picked it up, almost all of them tasted like milk.

Eat, eat, cavities can't escape!

Speaking of which, Chen Lang also mentioned several times that he smelled like milk.

Does it mean that he eats milk candy...

Fuck I was thinking something horrible!

Song Chen hurried back to his seat, his cheeks under the mask were slightly hot.

It was about ten minutes after everyone in the classroom arrived. Chen Lang still came in through the back door, as if he had sensed that Chen Lang was coming. Song Chen just turned his head when Chen Lang entered the classroom.

Facing Chen Lang's deep eyes, and seeing the mask on Song Chen's face, he frowned, as if he was annoyed because he didn't see the whole face.

Obviously he was walking slowly to his seat, but Song Chen felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Like being targeted by a ferocious and greedy hunter.

If you don't escape, you will be caught and eaten.

Song Chen hurriedly turned his head, thankful that he was wearing a mask, otherwise he would have shown timidity.

"Brother, do you have a cold? Why did you hide your alluring beauty!" Song Ling came and saw her with a sad face.

Song Chen replied calmly, "Don't block it for fear of disrupting the classroom."

"Hey." Song Ling sighed, "I can't see your handsome face, so I don't even want to study."

Song Chen: "Student Song Ling, if you don't listen carefully in class, you're going to throw the blame on me, right?"

While talking, he involuntarily glanced at Chen Lang from the corner of the eye, and saw that he had already sat down, looking for something in the drawer with his head down.

Song Chen's heart twitched, did he find the wrist guard?

But no, Chen Lang peeled off a candy and put it in his mouth.

Song Chen's eyes were sharp and his memory was good. He immediately realized that what he was eating was milk candy, and turned to Song Chen's side, his long eyebrows raised, and his thin lips moved.

Found you.

what happened?

Why does he always want to pay attention to Chen Lang?

Song Ling continued: "Brother, you hurt me so much by saying that, I'm obviously praising you! By the way, brother, do you know what happened to Duan Xiaofeng from Class Ten? I heard that he left without finishing the exam. gone."

"do not know."

The mention of the competition reminded Song Chen of the hotel, and he was about to cry, whether it was Chen Lang or the memory of that night, whether he could still go to class well.

In the next few days, Song Chen bought milk tea at noon, and took advantage of the lunch break to put it on Chen Lang's table, so he took it as an apology.

After all, he almost ruined his innocence.

Fortunately, no one in the class was surprised, and no one became suspicious, only Jiang Yu was surprised.

Because Chen Lang actually drank all these milk teas!

Not a glass was left for him.

Neighbors for many years.

In addition, Song Chen came to the spot every day, left after school on time, did not go out between classes, and would take Zhou Ning with him when he went out, almost never left alone, and even avoided face-to-face with Chen Lang.

During the period, Song Chen went to the hospital again, and brought his physical examination report to the doctor. The doctor looked at it carefully and said, "The young man is in good health, and there is no problem, but he has lost a little weight. He usually needs to supplement his nutrition."

Hell, it's okay, then why can't he smell Chen Lang's breath, it's like having a fever.

Before, I was able to comfort myself that the matter was not a big deal, and the most I could get in touch with Chen Lang was nothing to suck it up, but now I not only want to suck it, but also greedy Chen Lang's body!

The problem is huge.

Every day I was terrified, afraid that I would throw Chen Lang down if I couldn't hold back in broad daylight.

Might as well go see a psychiatrist.

Song Chen was listless, leaning listlessly in the elevator, checking the data on the medical report with his mobile phone.

He doesn't believe it anymore.

The elevator dinged and someone came in. Song Chen lowered his head and stood in the corner to make room.

But the man stayed aside from him.

Obviously the elevator is so empty.

Song Chen walked to the side again, and the man followed, this time going too far and looking at the report in his hand.

"you……"

He was already annoyed, and now he was even angrier, but when he raised his head, his eyes suddenly widened.

Originally, most of his face was covered by a mask, but now his eyes appeared bigger.

Moist, overly long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and a cold and handsome Chen Lang was reflected in the light-colored pupils.

"Long time no see, Song Chen." Chen Lang whispered, his dark eyes fixed on the person, and the cold light in his eyes made Song Chen inexplicably timid.

"We just met yesterday, okay?" Song Chen tried hard not to look into his eyes.

Why isn't the elevator going down yet?

"Really, but why do I feel that we haven't seen each other for a long time, or are you hiding from me with a guilty conscience?"

Song Chen exploded, "Who is the thief!"

"You." Chen Lang pointed to his protruding collarbone, which had no tooth marks on it, but Song Chen remembered what he had done when he saw it, and his aura disappeared instantly.Chen Lang saw it in his eyes and smiled, "Run after taking advantage, get out of bed, turn your face and deny anyone, and send me a few cups of milk tea to send me away? Song Chen, do you think you are similar to a creature?"

Song Chen shrank to the corner with pitiful eyes, and refused to listen to him continue. Chen Lang followed him two steps closer, and said word by word, "That kind of creature is called a scumbag."

The author has something to say:

To explain a little bit, although only the protagonists are differentiated, their pheromones will have a little influence on the people around them.For example, Zhou Ning and Song Chen have a good relationship, and he has a relatively large influence. The aura left by Chen Lang on Song Chen has a strong sense of territory, so Zhou Ning will repel him when he gets close, and Zhou Ning is on Song Chen's side. , so it smells uncomfortable.

Can treat other people as b, respond to pheromones, but not much

private.