Willingly ABO

At the same time, the study door was opened from the outside.

"Brother Yuan, your family has no rock candy. Auntie said there were only brown sugar cubes and asked me if I wanted any. I thought about it and brought some up anyway. Look—look..."

Huo Pei came in with a small tray with a cup of soup and a few pieces of brown sugar on it.

But as soon as he entered with his front foot, he saw our situation, was stunned, backed up again and again in shock, and withdrew directly with his back foot.

He closed the door with a bang, and about ten seconds later, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, he opened the door again.

He poked his head in and out:

"Sister-in-law, where is Jia...Jia/Brother Baoyuan?"

I helped Fu's forehead and slapped Qin Yuan twice.

Qin Yuan had basically recovered his sanity since Huo Pei came into the room yelling. At this moment, he stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened, straightened his clothes, and returned to being the calm big boss.

"It's okay, come in."

Huo Pei timidly put the small tray on the coffee table, looked at me with puzzled and frightened eyes, and then pushed the tray towards me from a distance of 800 meters.

"..."

This is a big misunderstanding.

"Huo Pei, I don't have a home/violent Qin Yuan."

"Small, Xiao Xin, if you have something to say, tell Brother Yuan well. I know he has a stubborn temper, and sometimes he admits death, otherwise I wouldn't make you work so hard haha..."

Huo Pei scratched his head in embarrassment, trying to adjust the atmosphere, but he didn't know what to say, so just say what you have to say.

"Xiao Xin, I can't, I'd better call you sister-in-law, otherwise it will appear that I don't respect you. It's not easy for my elder brother to fight outside in the wind and rain all these years. Why? Isn't it because of you and me?" Does my nephew have a better life? Even if he owed you something in the early years, he has made up for it in the past two or three years. It is said that it is better to demolish a temple than destroy a marriage. How are you and Brother Yuan? I'm as happy as I found someone."

Huo Pei's blue eyes didn't expect all kinds of common sayings to be said one after the other, and I guess he could chat with the uncles and aunts at the entrance of the alley, and the corners of my mouth twitched when I heard it.

These words are too familiar, isn't it the scumbag in the eight o'clock stall in the bloody gold, asking his lover to forgive him, and the scumbag's friends will come out and cry provocatively?

Now it is true that Qin Yuan has hurt me.

But what can I say?

Like Qin Yuan, Huo Pei poured all the wine that should have been poured into the wrong glass.

"Huo Pei, control your mouth, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

Qin Yuan stood in front of the window with his back to us, maybe he wanted to cover up the previous strangeness, so that outsiders would not see the clue.But his tight back and slightly unstable breath still betrayed him.

"Xiao Xin and I are fine. If you want to say another word, don't blame me for being rude to you in front of him."

Huo Pei ate Coptis chinensis and couldn't tell what he was suffering from, so why was he scolded for trying to persuade him to fight?

He guessed that he was really afraid of being repaired by Qin Yuan, so he took his own things and said while stepping back:

"Then what, anyway, the two of you can decide on your own. If you have something to talk about, don't do it. How can you do it? It's easy to cause family disputes and destroy family relationships. It's so young! Oh, I... I Go downstairs and play with Manman for a while."

After saying that, he hurried away, running faster than a rabbit.

My palms were still hot and numb.

I suddenly regretted my previous impulse, twisted my fingers, pursed my lips, and said in a low voice:

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Qin Yuan flinched from his back, he turned his back to me and shook his head:

"It's okay, you hit it right, I won't be sober if I don't hit it."

I struggled for a few seconds, then asked with a guilty conscience:

"...does it hurt?"

He turned around and sat back next to me.

I sat on his left side, turned my head slightly, and saw a clear red mark on his right face.

Qin Yuan stared ahead, he raised his left hand, paused, then lightly covered my right hand, and clenched it without leaving any traces.

I felt annoyed about the slap I just had, so I let him hold it without struggling.

"Xin Gan, you are right. I did hide some things from you, but it was all to protect you."

Qin Yuan took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"There are some things that I haven't told you in time, but when the time is right, I will definitely tell you in person."

"Then what can you tell me? You can't keep everything from me. It's not a kind of protection. "

I put the other hand on the back of his hand in a strange way, as if it would give him a certain sense of security.

"Yes. And I have to say."

Qin Yuan looked down at our overlapping hands and laughed at himself.

"Maybe we could have secretly held hands under the desk like this, hiding from the teacher's eyes. I missed the opportunity."

I didn't understand what he meant by this, and before I could ask why, Qin Yuan pulled his hand from mine, turned sideways and opened his arms, hugging me tightly.

"I'm sorry, it turns out that adolescent boys have such a delicate mind, and things that I thought were unimportant have made you worry about them for so many years."

His lips rubbed against my ear, and my nerves jumped, as if all the blood in my body was rushing to that place.I seemed to know what he wanted to say, and my heart beat violently.

Qin Yuan leaned against me and murmured:

"I'll tell you right now, what matters most to you at the age of 17."

"It's about me and Yan Shuhao."

My pupils shrank suddenly.

……

Sometimes, that thing that makes you sleepless day and night, sad and painful, tormented and debilitated, just to guess the truth, or a relationship, you don’t find out until you really reveal its true face , the truth is not as complicated as you think.

Perhaps surprisingly simple.

It's as simple as "just that".

It may even make you blush, you can't help but hide your face, and you have nothing to say because you have wasted so much energy speculating.

"Yan Shuhao and I have never been together before. I didn't even know he was pursuing me. He pretended to be a beta in front of me. It wasn't until you fought with him that day that I realized that he had other reasons for approaching me."

According to what Qin Yuan said, the whole story is really simpler than I expected.

In those two years, Qin Yuan was preparing for the college entrance examination that he was determined to win, while thinking about the possibility of helping his father revive his art career, which had fallen to the bottom.

But his artistic ability is extremely poor, he has no talent in this area, and he has never understood this area, so he is helpless.

One day during the [-]th Golden Week, he visited a small gallery, wanting to see the difference between those works that can fetch a good price at auction and his dad's paintings.

On this day, he met Yan Shuhao at the art exhibition.

"Eh? Qin Yuan?"

He was patted on the shoulder from behind, and when he turned around, he saw a classmate he was not very familiar with.

"……Hello."

He greeted people politely.

Yan Shuhao seemed very surprised and pleasantly surprised that Qin Yuan was able to come to the exhibition.

"Qin Yuan, do you also like to look at paintings? I like it too! My grandfather is a member of the Beijing Painting and Calligraphy Association, and my father also has a lot of research on landscape paintings, but I prefer modern Western works! What about you?"

I?

Qin Yuan thought to himself, I don't understand anything, and it's useless if you ask me.

He politely replied, "I'll just take a look."

Yan Shuhao pestered him around the entire art exhibition, and babbled in his ear for the whole afternoon, which made Qin Yuan's ears almost grow calluses.

He thinks that he has a good learning ability, and he can understand and accept a lot of new knowledge just by listening to it. Why is he so inexperienced in art?

Qin Yuan secretly frowned at Yan Shuhao, really haunted.

When leaving the art exhibition that day, Yan Shuhao insisted on leaving his phone number to Qin Yuan.

"My aunt is one of the owners of this gallery. If you have interested painters and paintings, I can ask her if she can get her contact information."

He smiled so sincerely that people would suspect that he really found a bosom friend in the high mountains and rivers and met a destined person.

"I heard that your father also likes to paint. Why don't you come to the gallery and have a try. Maybe you can become a celebrity in the art circle of the capital."

Qin Yuan actually listened to the second half of his words.

It was only then that he remembered, by the way, one of the reasons why Yan Shuhao was elected as a cultural and entertainment committee member was because his family was a famous art family?

Since he is from a family of artists, he must know the trends of this art circle like the back of his hand, maybe he can find out more or less the way of this circle through Yan Shuhao.

"Excuse me, although it's a bit abrupt, mind if I ask about your secondary sexual characteristics?"

Qin Yuan pinched the postcard and asked.

Yan Shuhao was taken aback:

"what?"

Qin Yuan explained without emotion:

"That's right, I want to confirm whether your secondary sexual characteristics are alpha or beta, so that I can communicate with you frequently. If not, then I'm sorry."

Yan Shuhao smiled awkwardly.

"Me? I'm a beta? Didn't you notice that I don't have a special pheromone smell?"

Qin Yuan didn't pay attention to his pheromone at all.

"Yeah, that's all right."

"Why do you ask this question, do you hate omega? Physical or mental disgust, so you don't want to have frequent contact with them?"

Yan Shuhao suddenly thought of something and suddenly realized.

"Oh! I see! That's why you and Xin Gan are not close. You are obviously a bamboo horse, and you always seem to be strangers at school. Others think you are not familiar."

Qin Yuan's heart shrank violently.

He raised his hand and pressed it calmly, and asked nonchalantly, "Really?"

Yan Shuhao nodded:

"Yes, don't you know it yourself?"

"Maybe." Qin Yuan said indifferently, "It's not that I can't get along with omega, but because I have an omega I like."

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Yan Shuhao.

"So for him, I decided to spend as little time as possible with other omegas for a long time."

Yan Shuhao looked away in a panic.

After that, the two who had little contact in the class got along as friends.

Qin Yuan did not hide his desire to understand the inside of the art circle, but Yan Shuhao hid his pheromones in front of him, trying to close the distance between them as a friend, and it was a matter of course.

But the canal was never built.

Because I had a fight with Yan Shuhao, forcing him to accidentally reveal his omega pheromone, his lies were exposed in broad daylight.

"I told the school that it was Yan Shuhao who caused the trouble first, and the school gave you a lighter punishment. Yan Shuhao had already recited the punishment and was forced to drop out of school."

Qin Yuan and Yan Shuhao parted ways completely, and the latter didn't even get to take the college entrance examination that year.

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