[Crossing the Book] The days when I was a neighbor with the abusive hero

It's cool to quarrel for a while, and the next second is the crematorium.

When Song Yun saw Yang Qingruo, his face was confused and he refused in his heart. A second ago, he was arrogantly shouting at [-] meters. At this moment, he just wanted to find a time machine.

"Why are you here?" Song Yun forcibly forgot what he did a minute ago, and walked in front of Yang Qingruo as if nothing had happened.

Yang Qingruo stood up from behind the flower bed and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Song Yun said logically: "Of course I am waiting for you here."

He stood on the steps of the flower bed, stretched out his hand to grab it, it was as easy as picking up a life-sized bear doll, and pulled Yang Qingruo to him from the other side of the flower bed.

Of course, in this way, the posture should not be too romantic.

Think about the way you hold your doll, holding it high under your armpit.

A little sandy.

Yang Qingruo wasn't ready to behave intimately with Song Yun yet, but was caught off guard by Song Yun's sudden surprise.

But Song Yun was like a normal person, after holding him in front of him, he didn't express anything, as if he just did a trivial little thing casually, making Yang Qing feel like he couldn't get up and down, and if he didn't say it, he would feel depressed.

Forget it, I'm done hugging in public, his reputation is rotten now, Song Yun doesn't mind, what else does he care about?

"Ahem, now that you've waited, there's something you can say."

Song Yun put his hands in his coat pockets. He was tall, long-legged, and handsome. He was just a clothes hanger. Wearing a long, preppy windbreaker on his body not only added a bit of youthful bookishness, but he was still handsome and handsome.

"Why, can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Song Yun's voice was still familiar, "Didn't you say that we can be friends now?"

"Okay." Yang Qingruo responded resignedly.

He did say this to Song Yun, but isn't this kind of polite way to break up?Why, although we will not be together in the future, we can still be friends. I hope you will succeed in everything in the future, and the better you will be...

How could he know that Song Yun really rushed to be his friend, and came so fast.

Now that he had bowed his head to the pig's trotters surnamed Song, Yang Qingruo asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Song Yun said honestly: "Not yet, waiting for you to be together."

I have to admit that Song Yun's honest answer was quite sweet in my heart.

Yang Qingruo pursed her lips, lowered her head and smiled softly, then raised her head, with a different brilliance in her eyes: "Then wait for me a little longer, I'll go back to the dormitory to get something, and then we'll go home for dinner."

Song Yun was a little taken aback: "Go home for dinner?"

Yang Qingruo looked at Song Yun's drastically changed expression curiously. It was beyond his expectation that this always calm alpha reacted so strongly after hearing the words "go home for dinner".

"That's right, I made an agreement with my mother. I'm going home for dinner today. He has cooked a lot of delicious dishes." Yang Qingruo quietly watched Song Yun's changes, watching his big hands stretch out with nowhere to rest. Putting it into a pair of pockets, he stretched it out to grab two scarves, pretending not to see his nervousness, and said deliberately, "I know that Song Xiaojun grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he may not have eaten the meals of ordinary people. If Xiaojun Wang is not willing, I will not force it, and next time I have a chance to accompany Song Xiaojun Wang to a high-end restaurant to enjoy delicious food."

How could he not see this superficial and childish way of aggressiveness?

"Who says I'm not happy to go!" Song Yun said hastily.

Well, even if it was clear that Yang Qingruo said it to himself on purpose, knowing that it was a trap, he still couldn't control himself and jumped down.

But after finishing speaking, Song Yun was secretly annoyed again.

I'm too poor!

After teasing Song Yun, Yang Qingruo waved to him with a smile: "Wait for me, I'll be down soon."

After finishing speaking, he trotted into the Omega dormitory building.

Song Yun, who stayed where he was, looked at his back until he could no longer see him, then walked back to the waiting steps in front of the dormitory building with his pockets in his pocket.

This time, he consciously stood in the "family area on the third floor" without anyone reminding him.

The elder brother beside him is still there, and he was surprised to see him come back after leaving: "Where's your Omega?"

Song Yun said: "Oh, he said to go upstairs to get something."

This group of alphas from Imperial University are all excellent elites themselves, and they would be willing to put down their dignity and wait in front of the Omega dormitory building for the person they like, and they are not traditional people with sexism.As for the gossip about Song Yun and Yang Qingruo on the Internet, it seems that they have seen it, but they will not pay too much attention to it.

Rumors only stop at the wise, and gossip on the Internet is too much to be believed, let alone being in a class, they can't understand the tricks.

So this group of alphas didn't look at Song Yun and Yang Qingruo differently, and continued to chat as usual: "Tsk, then you are miserable, I thought you would be the first lucky one who waited for Omega today. Come on, you have to blow the cold wind with us for another half an hour at least, believe it or not?"

Song Yun didn't believe it, he vowed: "My Omega said it, it will come down soon!"

"Omega words, you liar." Someone came over at the side at some point, "I always tell him that I'm waiting when he calls to urge me, and then wait half an hour before going out. Never missed one."

"My brother is smart, I have learned it."

The alphas around me complimented each other. At this time, an alpha who was squatting on the ground and doing the task at hand stood up, stretched his hands and feet joints, shook his head and moved his cervical spine, and said with emotion: "Ah! , Brothers, I have finally finished the one-square-meter cross-stitch of this beautiful landscape, come and appreciate it together."

The alphas who were waiting surrounded them again, the whole long steps were piled up with praises for a while, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere of self-entertainment.

When Yang Qingruo came down, he saw Song Yun squeezed among a group of tall and burly alphas, whispering together without any sense of disobedience—this scene was slightly familiar, as if it had only happened 10 minutes ago.

Well, the influence of the masses is infinite, and following the trend is something that is extremely easy to be driven by a group.

Yang Qingruo walked up to Song Yun on tiptoe, and heard him saying to an alpha: "Your stitches are fine and neat, your color selection is fresh and refined, and the landscape is beautiful and elegant. You are no longer at the level of an amateur!"

"Be polite! It's just a little hobby, but I always get used to doing my best when I do things."

It seemed that Song Yun still wanted to continue the business promotion, so Yang Qingruo patted him on the shoulder: "I'm here."

Song Yun immediately turned around and took the hand on the shoulder into the palm of his hand: "It's so fast."

Yang Qingruo pulled his hand, but didn't pull it out, and didn't want to deliberately lose Song Yun's face in front of people, so he temporarily held hands with him: "I said it's just going upstairs to get something, of course it won't be too long."

Song Yun pulled Yang Qingruo, and glanced at the alphas who were happily flattering each other a second ago with Yang Qingruo's proud eyes that he didn't understand at all: "Ahem, I'm sorry, my Omega is still the first one to come down, so I'll take a step ahead gone."

After finishing speaking, there were hisses full of lemon flavor, and he dragged Yang Qingruo away complacently.

Yang Qingruo: "..." These naive alphas.

Song Yun didn't get complacent for too long. When they walked out of the dormitory area, Yang Qingruo withdrew his hand and told him righteously: "Don't push yourself too hard. I didn't refute when you said 'I'm Omega' just now. Take care of your face in front of outsiders, but don't talk about things like this in the future, and don't touch your hands casually."

Song Yun was not convinced, and wanted to argue: "Aren't we friends?"

Yang Qingruo looked at him strangely: "Will you hold hands with friends of the opposite sex?"

Song Yun said straightforwardly: "I didn't have friends of the opposite sex before, and you are my first friend of the opposite sex. I think holding hands is very good."

Yang Qingruo changed his angle and said to this guy who didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid or really stupid: "Then you hold hands with your alpha or beta friends?"

Song Yun thought for a while, and suddenly gave a weird smile: "Are you sure you want me to treat you the way alpha friends get along?"

Yang Qingruo suddenly had a bad feeling, he grabbed the shoulder strap of his schoolbag, and asked cautiously: "How do you alphas get along?"

Song Yun laughed sullenly for a few times, and then pretended to be serious: "It's nothing, just topless, taking a bath together, hooking shoulders and backs, cuddling..."

"Stop, stop!" Yang Qingruo knew that he was going to be tricked, so he blushed and refused to look at Song Yun, "This is definitely impossible!"

Of course Song Yun also knew that it was impossible. When he saw Yang Qingruo's blushing face, he had achieved his goal. He happily walked a few steps with his hands in his hands, and saw the campus couples walking together, Omega all relaxed, with bags It's in Alpha's hand.

Although the appearance of those alphas carrying omega-style bags is really funny, Song Yun feels a little envious, well, this behavior can be learned.

So he stretched out his hand again, grabbing the strap behind Yang Qingruo's schoolbag like a chicken: "Your schoolbag looks heavy, let me get it."

Yang Qingruo felt a sense of weightlessness as if Fate's nape was suddenly pinched, he subconsciously clamped his arms, his schoolbag was protected, but his feet were lifted off the ground, and he screamed in fright: "Song Yun! Let go! What are you doing!"

Song Yun let go of his hand innocently: "I'll help you carry your schoolbag."

Yang Qingruo regained his footing, secretly praised the quality of the schoolbag, and when he looked up, he saw Song Yun's eyes that were still on the surface, but were still in the eyes.

It's really like a dog lying on the glass window wanting to go out and have fun.

"Okay." Yang Qingruo carried the schoolbag to Song Yun, "If there is anything else, don't do it suddenly, tell me first, is that okay?"

Song Yun got the schoolbag as he wished, put it on one shoulder happily, and weighed it handsomely: "Yes."

Yang Qingruo shook his head.

It turns out that the process of training a wild alpha into a domesticated alpha is so bumpy, no wonder hundreds of years later there will never be a shortage of popular posts complaining about the strange behavior of alphas.

Afraid that Song Yun would see another moth on the road, Yang Qingruo quickened his pace, seeing the family area was in front of him, Song Yun suddenly pulled Yang Qingruo back: "Hello."

Yang Qingruo looked back at him strangely: "Why did you call me hello all of a sudden?"

Song Yun said: "I think calling you Qingruo is too close to be a friend, and calling you Yang Qingruo is too unfamiliar and not being a friend."

Since when did your little prince break things so much?

Of course, considering Song Yun's mood, Yang Qingruo would not speak out.It's a good thing for careless alphas to be able to think about these questions, which means that he cares about you and should be encouraged and affirmed.

"You can continue to call me Qingruo. It's too hypocritical for us to call each other differently."

After Yang Qingruo finished speaking, he planned to continue walking, but when he took a step, he was stopped again.

Song Yun's alpha's hand strength, if he pulled him hard, he couldn't move at all.

Yang Qingruo kept smiling, turned his head, and asked gently: "Song Yun, do you have any questions?"

Song Yun pursed his lips, with a serious expression on his face: "I think I should go buy some gifts to take with me."

Yang Qingruo couldn't bear it anymore, stood on tiptoe and rubbed Song Yun's face vigorously: "Don't think about these miscellaneous things, just go to my house for a casual meal, I have already told my mother to cook more, It’s not meeting parents, so you don’t need to bring gifts.”

Song Yun also stood on tiptoe, not letting Yang Qingruo continue to rub his face, coquettishly but a little cowardly whispered: "Why don't you meet your parents, your mother will be my mother sooner or later."

They have slept so many times, and he is not an innocent alpha who aims to make friends, he is a scheming alpha who uses making friends as a means, sooner or later he will push Yang Qingruo back to bed, when the time comes... Huh!

Yang Qingruo looked at his unconvinced little appearance, but couldn't hear what he was muttering, so he couldn't help asking him: "What are you talking about? Louder."

Song Yun said loudly: "I think you are right!"

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A certain attribute of Song Yun: before marriage, he is like a wolf, but after marriage, he is like a dog