After being forced to bind the pheromone with the old enemy

Song Shiyi put down his hand that was going to stop Song Junyang. He had already passed the age of being beaten passively, so naturally it was impossible for Song Junyang to hit him for nothing.

Hearing the reputation, he looked at Jian Ning, who was lying on his forehead with wet hair, unspeakably well-behaved, although his eyes were fierce and his speech was frightening, but there was no deterrence.

Song Junyang was taken aback by Jian Ning's sudden appearance. He probably didn't expect that the other party's status as "not on the stage" would dare to appear in front of him openly, and dare to say such a thing.

Song Junyang glanced at the boy in front of the bathroom contemptuously, looked at Song Shiyi again, frowned and reprimanded severely: "I told you to avoid hanging out with this kind of person before, and finally changed it, and now I actually brought him home directly." ?”

The tone of the middle-aged man was full of obvious dissatisfaction and disapproval, but there was also a hint of artificial affection.

It's like some housewives who have nothing to do, stand on the commanding heights and criticize the right and wrong of other people's families, but they have to pretend to use a disgusting tone of "I'm for your own good".

Just as Song Shiyi was about to speak, Jian Ning interrupted him: "What kind of person am I?"

Song Junyang's aloof and arrogant appearance had exhausted his patience, and he couldn't help but frown because of his attitude of caring for his son as if he was favored by the emperor.

He even felt that for a person like Song Junyang to have a son like Song Shiyi, it was really smoke from the ancestral grave.

Song Junyang glanced at him again, with a bad tone: "I'm talking to my son, it's not your turn to intervene yet."

Jian Ning smiled contemptuously, crossed his hands on his chest, and said lazily: "Now I know he is your son? Then why did you go there before? You didn't care when he was fighting and skipping class. Now he has grades." Once you are able to honor your ancestors, you come to catch fisherman? What is this called? Do you sit back and enjoy the formal education?"

He didn't know much about Song Shiyi's family, but based on what he knew, the middle-aged man standing in front of them at the moment obviously didn't leave much trace in Song Shiyi's life.

Jian Ning's words were ambiguous, causing Song Junyang's face to turn blue and turn red, burning hot, with a guilty conscience of being exposed, but more of an resentment of being humiliated by a junior.

Song Junyang no longer talked to Jian Ning, his hands were shaking with anger, he pointed at Song Shiyi and said, "You, you, you are very good, you will learn to hook up with such cronies after you move out? I think you don't want to live Here it is!"

He spoke menacingly.

Song Shiyi glanced at him with his narrow eyes, which didn't look like he was looking at his father at all.

"If I remember correctly, this house should be a gift from my aunt, and it has nothing to do with you."

Song Shiyi's aunt is Yang Yu's younger sister and Jiang Jiajia's mother. Although Yang Yu is not close to the family, she still has a good relationship with her younger sister.

At that time, Mother Jiang persuaded Yang Yu more than once to treat Song Shiyi better, after all, he was her own son, if she didn't love him, who else would love him?

But Yang Yu never listened to it, so Mother Jiang had no choice but to take care of Song Shiyi, who was still in the rebellious stage, when she went to visit her. At that time, Song Shiyi had poor grades and a bad temper. Fighting seemed to be nothing more important, but Mother Jiang still asked Jiang Jiajia to accompany him.

Until Yang Yu got into a car accident that year, it was Jiang’s mother who handled the follow-up matters in person. Yang Yu was gone, and she also treated Song Shiyi as half of her own son. This apartment was when Song Shiyi was admitted to the third middle school last year. A gift from Jiang's mother.

Mother Jiang knew Song Junyang's character, so she wanted to wait until Song Shiyi became an adult next year before transferring the house to him, so the apartment was still under Mother Jiang's name for the time being, and had nothing to do with the Song family.

Song Junyang took a deep breath: "Is this the tone you used to talk to me? Your mother has taught you for so many years, but she has not been able to teach you well. She has never been learned or skilled since she was a child, and she has no respect for her elders. I see you as a scholar. No matter how good it is, it's nothing!"

"What Yang Yu taught me, don't you know best?" Song Shiyi smiled mockingly, "When I needed you before, you never showed up, and now I don't need you anymore. When I become an adult next year, you You don’t have to be my guardian anymore.”

Jian Ning's eyes fell on Song Shiyi, and he was stunned for a while.

He was thinking that if this house belonged to Song Junyang, then he would have to show mercy. If Song Junyang was pushed into a hurry and Song Shiyi was kicked out of the house, it would be bad.

But now that this is not the case, Jian Ning is not going to waste any more time with this man.

"Mr. Song, I heard that this house is not yours? Then what are you going to do to break into a private house in the middle of the night and show off your power in other people's house? As a resident here, I am really scared. I advise you to leave quickly. Otherwise, I will have to contact the security guards in the community." He leisurely shook the phone at Song Junyang.

The two people in front of him obviously teamed up to deal with him alone. Song Junyang glanced at the two of them respectively, and decided that he was here today, so he turned around and slammed the door to leave.

Song Junyang went downstairs in a panic, with endless footsteps.

The annoying person finally left, and the room finally calmed down, but there was still the unpleasant atmosphere just now.

Jian Ning opened his mouth to break the original tranquility: "No...it was your stepmother who instigated it?"

"No." Song Shiyi shook his head, "If there is only one good person among my biological parents and my stepmother, she should be the only one."

Song Shiyi didn't talk about many things. For example, in the first year of junior high school, when he fell ill once, it was Zhao Yueyin who took care of him in disarray. Or for example, at the parents' meeting before the third year of junior high school, Zhao Yueyin would go every time, even if he was a member of the whole school. The lowest score in the class, even if he is criticized by every teacher.

For another example, every holiday, Zhao Yueyin would call him, although it was just a few brief greetings.

With such a person, it is hard for Song Shiyi not to have a good impression of her, especially against the background of such biological parents.

But he was also very contradictory, because of Zhao Yueyin's appearance, Song Junyang wanted to divorce, and Yang Yu was so hoarse. Although these had nothing to do with Zhao Yueyin, they were also caused by her.

So Song Shiyi didn't want to face Zhao Yueyin. He didn't know what expression and tone to use to speak to her. Sometimes he thought, maybe when Zhao Yueyin really looked like a vicious stepmother, he could face her better. .

Jian Ning frowned slightly, a little dumbfounded.

He remembered touching the mottled scars on Song Shiyi's lower back in the secret room during the day.

"Want to hear a story?" Song Shiyi asked.

He never told anyone about his family's affairs, firstly because he was a mess, and secondly because he didn't like to confide in others, but he was bumped into by Jianning today, so there was nothing he couldn't say.

Jian Ning nodded: "Then tell me."

The two sat down on the sofa, and Song Shiyi roughly told the story, omitting what Yang Yu did to him.

It was only then that Jian Ning realized that the gossip that Jian Xiao had talked to him before seemed to be about Song Shiyi's family.

He was a little dazed, not knowing what to say to comment on this past, but then he thought, Song Shiyi had grown up so much, and it was meaningless to comment on this past.

He suddenly changed the subject with a sentence without beginning or end: "Pheromone."

Song Shiyi: "Huh?"

"I wonder if pheromones are really that important?" Jian Ning looked straight at him, "Would you like someone because of pheromones?"

Song Shiyi didn't avoid his eyes at all: "No."

Jian Ning suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, sat up straight and said: "Yes, I don't understand either."

No matter for Alpha or Omega, it is normal to have a favorite pheromone, but it is difficult for Jianning to fall in love with someone because of a high matching degree of pheromone.

He glanced at Song Shiyi. From a medical point of view, the two of them had a high degree of information matching, but it was absurd that they both had a certain degree of allergic reaction to each other's pheromones. It is impossible to fall in love, otherwise sooner or later you will be poisoned to death by the other party.

He thought about it wildly, looked at his phone again, and stood up: "I'm going back to sleep."

Song Shiyi glanced at him, and said coolly, "Aren't you going to stay and teach me to be a qualified Alpha?"

Jian Ning was a little dazed, completely unaware of what the other party was talking about: "?"

It seems that he really woke up.

Song Shiyi asked "kindly", "Want to know what you did when you were drunk?"

Jian Ning's eyes widened immediately, and the alarm bell rang out: "Don't! I don't want to hear it, so stop it!"

Although he really didn't remember it at all, he could guess that it must be an extremely embarrassing thing.

Song Shiyi looked at Jian Ning's flustered look in a leisurely manner, and thought it was a little funny.

Jian Ning rolled her eyes: "For the sake of our good relationship, I'll treat my drunkenness as an exclusive memory for you, remember to cherish it!"

"How about recording a video for you?" Song Shiyi asked.

"No, I can't." Jian Ning hurriedly shook her head, and tentatively said, "You, you should keep it in your mind and cherish it, and treat it as a little secret that only the two of us know?"

Before Song Shiyi could open his mouth, Jian Ning cleared his throat again and said, "I think, you are a very generous person. As far as our relationship is concerned, you have taken great pains to take care of me, lend me clothes, and borrow my bathroom. , I really think you are a good person, I didn't expect you to have such a hot heart under your cold skin!"

Song Shiyi's eyelids twitched because his words were too harsh, and he finally understood why Jian Ning's Chinese scores were not very good every time.

Song Shiyi had no reaction on his face: "So?"

"So, since you are so kind and righteous..." Jian Ning gave a rainbow fart and used all the words he could think of, "As long as you help me keep the secret, we will be good brothers from now on!"

Song Shiyi laughed inexplicably: "Who wants to be a good brother with you."

"You don't want to be my brother, so do you still want to be my sister-in-law?" Jian Ning said nonsense, "A-A love is a bit wild, classmate Song."

Song Shiyi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and asked again: "You just said that our relationship... What do you think is the relationship between us?"

Listening to the turn of his sentence just now, it was obviously not a good meaning. Song Shiyi was a little curious about what Jian Ning was thinking.

The author has something to say: I agreed to trade 25 coins today, but there is an insider, so I have to cancel the transaction. The insider is myself (. I just went back to work in the company yesterday. There have been a lot of things in the past two days, so I will write today Deleting and deleting for several hours, my head is knotted QAQ

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