The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

Since the power outage, the class of the second year of high school upstairs has been restless, and there are footsteps that have not stopped coming from across the first floor.After all, the second year of high school is a freshman year, and one year earlier in the first year of high school, some people are more or less old-fashioned. When encountering a power outage, they are not as obedient as the first year of high school. They pack their schoolbags immediately and run away. As long as they can walk back to the dormitory and lock the door , I don’t need to go to self-study tonight.

"Let's go, brothers, run." Fan Yue randomly stuffed a few books into his schoolbag, urging the people in the same dormitory, "Don't run now, wait for the power to be restored?"

Tang Yuan was the fastest, had already packed the books on the table in the shortest time, and slipped through the back door while taking advantage of the chaos.

The main team fleeing for evening self-study bumped into teacher Li, the head teacher holding a flashlight, at the back door.

Fan Yue: "Ah..."

"Let's go, let's go downstairs, don't panic, don't push, pay attention to safety." Everyone above the third floor has almost slipped away, and Teacher Li is not willing to intervene, "Xiao Yan stay."

"What's the matter?" Fan Yue wanted to grab his roommate and go with him.

"I don't know." Teacher Li shook his head, "The head teacher of Class One (3) downstairs asked me to arrest him, saying that Luo Zhiyu, who led his class, was being brought down."

Xiao Yan: "..."

"Nonsense." Fan Yue defended his roommate, "Luo Zhiyu still needs to wear a belt, it never stopped."

Dim emergency lights were on in the stairwell. Xiao Yan and Luo Zhiyu stood on the left and right of the stairway. In the classroom of the first year of high school, the students in each class were still waiting for the power supply to be restored, and they did not leave the classroom.

"I've thought about it many times." Xiao Yan broke the quiet atmosphere in the stairwell.

"What?" Luo Zhiyu responded.

"We are obviously not in the same grade, why am I always punished to stand with you?"

"Who knows?" Luo Zhiyu was tired from standing, and took two steps back to the wall, "I also want to ask why I was arrested when there were so many people playing with mobile phones in the evening self-study?"

After speaking, the man came to another conclusion: "I still play less."

"You're quite proficient at selling your teammates." Xiao Yan looked at no one around, and changed his position to stand next to Luo Zhiyu. Luo Zhiyu took a step to the left in disgust, but Xiao Yan stretched out his hand Grabbing his arm and pulling it back, he couldn't dodge and met Xiao Yan's eyes.

"It's the first time to sell a teammate, I have no experience, and I haven't been able to pick myself out." Luo Zhiyu smiled modestly, "Who asked you to send me a message during evening self-study?"

"Come on, the two of us advance and retreat together, and neither of us can run away. Check the chat history yourself." Xiao Yan straightened his body and resisted the urge to pat his cheek, "Who sent the message first?"

"Then who put the note on my back first?" Luo Zhiyu was not convinced.

"Then who painted the turtle on the glass first?"

If we had to go back to the source, when it could reach kindergarten, the two sensible people gave up this topic and let it stop at the "turtle" without discussing it in depth.

"Tired." The dim environment made people drowsy, Luo Zhiyu gradually stuck to the wall, "I can't stand anymore."

"Stand up." Xiao Yan raised his voice a little bit, "Your old class asked me to supervise your punishment by the way, and pay off with merit."

It's useless for him to be fierce, Luo Zhiyu is not afraid of him at all.

"Then don't stand against the wall." Xiao Yan compromised, picked up Luo Zhiyu who was gradually sliding, and patted his clothes, "The back is all dust on the wall."

"At most half an hour." Xiao Yan took out his mobile phone to check the time, "If there is no power supply, he will release people in the first year of high school, and he won't stand for long, don't call me tired, when you chased and beat me, you ran three streets and still Without panting."

Luo Zhiyu stopped talking, the two were silent for a while, Xiao Yan gave up first, he looked left and right in the dark corridor: "Forget it, let's go, don't stand."

"Really." Luo Zhiyu came to his senses, "Run away?"

"Let's go, the electricity will probably be out before get out of class ends, it's so dark, no one will notice us running away, and the teacher doesn't have time to watch over us." Xiao Yan held his schoolbag in one hand, and led someone downstairs with the other.

I didn’t meet a teacher along the way, but there were a few students who ran away here and there. Luo Zhiyu was pulled by Xiao Yan, and followed him down the road, vaguely getting some happiness from this running behavior. The pleasure came out of nowhere, and it was hard to say whether it was because of the running itself, or because of the person who led him to run.

Outside the teaching building, on the contrary, it is much brighter than indoors. The lights in half of the city are dimmed. There is a thick layer of snow on the ground, and there are still snowflakes floating in the sky. The snow light reflects the stars, reflecting the The outline of the playground and the academic building in the distance.

Luo Zhiyu's umbrella was still in the class, Xiao Yan asked him to wait, and found his folding umbrella from his schoolbag, Xuemo covered the corridor on the first floor, and was stepped on a few messy footprints , The smooth marble floor looks extra slippery.

The irregular footprints and traces on the ground made Xiao Yan guess what happened here, and he reminded Luo Zhiyu: "Be careful..."

"Ouch." Before Xiao Yan finished speaking, a person who was walking in a hurry slipped and fell to sit on the corridor. Along the way, he slid three steps and fell into the snow outside the teaching building. At the moment when he fell down, he instinctively grabbed Xiao Yan's ankle unceremoniously.

Xiao Yan: "..."

"Beat you, Luo Zhiyu!" Xiao Yan threw the umbrella on the ground before he had time to open it, and the whole person slid out following Luo Zhiyu, making a gesture to beat someone.

Knowing that he was in trouble, Luo Zhiyu was hurting from the fall, but he didn't care about it, and was about to run away, but he flopped on the snow for a few times but couldn't get up, Xiao Yan held him on the back of his neck and pinched him After a while, he hid a little in the splashing snowflakes and snowflakes falling from the sky, then turned his head and smiled at Xiao Yan as if begging for mercy.

Xiao Yan originally wanted to teach this person who hadn't rented a house for three days a lesson, but he froze in place the moment he raised his head.

Half of the city was cut off due to the heavy snow, which cut off the city's neon lights and hustle and bustle, and the night sky became dazzling again. The star that he had once lured with human fireworks quietly fell on the snow.

He wanted to take the stars and take them for himself.

"I'm freezing to death, it's all your fault." At the table outside the small supermarket, Luo Zhiyu warmed his hands with a glass of rock sugar pears, "Do you still have a conscience? I fell, and you still want to beat me up. "

Luo Zhiyu lay on the table, hugged the paper cup, and said listlessly: "It's all your fault, my butt hurts."

Xiao Yan: "???"

Xiao Yan: "You can drop it yourself."

"Okay." Luo Zhiyu said.

There were a few swishing glances in the small supermarket, and they were thrown in their direction.

"Eat yours, don't open your mouth, I'll buy you another one if it's not enough." The unopened straw in Xiao Yan's hand tapped Luo Zhiyu's finger, "If you didn't pull me to fall together just now, maybe I would still I can help you kindly."

"We are advancing and retreating together, neither of us can run away." Luo Zhiyu moved the stool to Xiao Yan's side, getting closer to him, "You said it yourself."

"Are you a small repeater?" Xiao Yan was laughed angrily at him again, this time he ignored his hand and reached out to pat Luo Zhiyu's cheek twice, "You can learn whatever I teach you, right? "

"By inference, Bao Xue Bao Hui." Luo Zhiyu admitted the matter, and leaned closer to Xiao Yan, "After all, I am excellent."

"Is it cold?" Xiao Yan noticed his movements, "Let's go back to the dormitory first when it's cold, and send you back?"

"No hurry, no hurry, I don't want to go back, let me stay with you for a while. There is no battery when I go back, and the phone has been charged, so it's boring." Luo Zhiyu said, "Let me rub the emergency lights of the small supermarket for a while .”

Luo Zhiyu's schoolbag was lost in the classroom, but Xiao Yan's was still on his back. He used the light of the emergency light to complete the problem that he had not finished in the classroom just now.

Luo Zhiyu became a little interested in the textbooks of the second year of high school. Xiao Yan was doing his homework while he was flipping through Xiao Yan's textbooks.

"Do you have scratch paper?" Luo Zhiyu found something interesting in the math book, leaned over the table, and looked at Xiao Yan with his head tilted, "I haven't learned this yet, you haven't written the process, let me I'll do the math."

"Share half of it with you." Xiao Yan only brought one sheet and was still using it, so he reversed the direction of the paper and borrowed a blank space for Luo Zhiyu.

Outside the window is the wind and snow, and inside the house are dim lights and numbers intertwined on paper.

The snow was fierce, but it only lasted one night. The next day the sky cleared up, but the temperature dropped several degrees. When Luo Zhiyu came to the classroom for class, he put a light-colored scarf on the outside of his school uniform.

[It’s not cicada]: Aha!elder brother!

[It’s not cicada]: I got my phone back, let’s chat!

[I don’t know]: The old class said that I had a good attitude as a punishment last night, hahaha, thank you Brother Yan for taking me on the road, Brother Yan is a good man.

[Orange people are not bad]: The fairy frowns.jpg, can we talk after class?

[Orange man is not bad]: I don't want to be punished anymore.

[It’s not cicada]: Don’t be cowardly.

Xiao Yan and his class were in math class, and the teacher was supplementing a difficult college entrance examination paper, asking students to answer questions from time to time.

"I don't have to let you read the college entrance examination papers in advance. These are the knowledge points we have talked about recently. You must learn how to answer the questions." The teacher drew a picture on the blackboard.

Through the screen, Xiao Yan could feel the excitement of Luo Zhiyu getting back his phone, and he talked more than usual.

[It’s not cicada]: Oh, it’s dangerous for the director to check the class.

Xiao Yan was distracted, thinking about Luo Zhiyu last night, the boy who fell into the snow, he pinched the back of his neck and hurt him, looked back at him and smiled, a little mischievous and a little timid, making people want to bully, but also want to protect .

These two extremes created a kind of contradictory psychology, which caused this picture to fluctuate in his mind all night, not only failed to eliminate the contradiction, but intensified it on the contrary——

This is obsession that has nothing to do with pheromones.

"0301 Xiao Yan, don't always bow your head. I know you know it, but you still have to listen." The teacher called by name, "Tell me about the solution to this problem."

"Which question?" Xiao Yan kicked Fan Yue, "Hurry up."

"The penultimate question, stupid, you took all the wrong papers." Fan Yue pushed his own test paper over, "What's going on, it's broad daylight, thinking about peach?"

Xiao Yan: "..."