Get your pheromones

In order to prevent Song Ci from saying any more shocking things, Rong Shiyi finally took Song Ci over the wall and skipped class together.

During the week when Rong Shiyi didn't skip class, the school had already repaired the shorter fence that he was used to climbing, and it was a bit higher than before. A little difficult.

He looked at the wall, thought for a while, and a brilliant idea came to his mind.

"Song, you come first?"

This wall is a bit difficult, Rong Shiyi doesn't want Song Ci to be a joke, but if Song Ci can't get over it first, then Rong Shiyi can laugh at him, even if he can't get over it later, he won't be ridiculed, it's not a loss anyway.

How could Song Ci fail to see his innocence, he smiled, but did not refuse, and casually threw the schoolbag to Rong Shiyi:

"Mr. Rong needs Xiao Song to make a sample?"

Rong Shiyi nodded, the small calculations in her heart were crackling, and she had already thought out the lines to mock Song Ci.

As a result, in the next second, he watched Song Ci stretch out his hand and climb up the wall lightly, and raised his eyebrows at him with some complacency.

Rong Shiyi was dumb, and it took him a long time to say:

"Good skill."

Song Ci didn't jump down, but sat propped up on the top of the wall with two long legs hanging down, and smiled at Rong Shiyi:

"It's average, but it's still Teacher Rong who teaches well. The main reason is that I saw Mr. Rong's vigorous posture when climbing over the wall, a total of nine times."

Rong Shiyi rolled her eyes at him, then threw her schoolbag to him, took two steps by the wall, patted the bare wall, and did warm-up exercises for half a day, but she didn't intend to take any action.

Song Ci suppressed a smile, wanting to give Rong Shiyi a little extra, so he stretched out his hand to him:

"Mr. Rong, please give Xiao Song a chance to help you."

Rong Shiyi really wanted to slap his hand away, but he had no choice now, so he obediently handed it over to him in the end.

Song Ci easily pulled people up.

Rong Shiyi was not in a hurry to go down, he sat on the wall and negotiated with Song Ci:

"Where did you come up with Teacher Rong's name, can you give up, I feel uncomfortable."

"It's you who said you wanted something different."

"Tsk."

Rong Shiyi thought for a while, and finally sighed:

"Why don't you just call me Xiaoyi, that's what everyone in my family calls me."

Hearing this, Song Ci was stunned for a moment, then looked at Rong Shiyi, as if he wanted to say something, but his words were interrupted by another person.

"Hey! Those two on the wall, what are you doing?! Get down!"

Director Wang came aggressively from a distance with his beer belly. His eyesight is bad and he couldn't see the faces of these two people clearly, but Rong Shiyi's red hair caught them right away:

"Rong Shiyi, you skipped class again! Don't hide, I can see your red hair clearly from 800 meters away! Who is that person next to you? Come back!"

"Hey, hey, old Wang is here, don't let him see you clearly."

Rong Shiyi was startled, and winked at Song Ci with wide eyes.

At that time, the wind passed by the wall, lifting the young man's soft hair. He smiled flamboyantly, his eyes seemed to be full of stars.

At that moment, Song Ci seemed to have a wonderful feeling of being swept by a tiny electric current.

He was a little dazed, but before he could take a second look, he was urged by Rong Shiyi to jump off the wall.

He dropped the schoolbag first, and after landing, Song Ci bent down to pick up the schoolbag, just as he picked up the strap, he heard a voice from behind him:

"You get out of the way!"

Director Wang was about to approach, but Song Ci was still swaying where Rong Shiyi landed.

Rong Shiyi was anxious, she couldn't control that much for a while, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, and jumped down.

Hearing Rong Shiyi's voice, Song Ci subconsciously looked back, but he only had time to see a black shadow that was shrouding him.

In the next second, Rong Shiyi pressed down on him like a mountain, Song Ci subconsciously wrapped his arms around Rong Shiyi's waist, and he caught it, but he was staggered by the violent blow, and then he was not affected by it. He fell to the ground in a controlled manner.

As a result, passers-by looked sideways at this side, and saw two boys in school uniforms hugging and sitting together, how weird and weird that scene was.

Song Ci supported Rong Shiyi's waist with one hand on the ground, and was silent for a moment, then smiled:

"I really owe you in my previous life."

"Don't say that." Rong Shiyi stood up as if nothing happened, and patted Song Ci on the shoulder:

"You owe me your life too."

In the evening, Rong Shiyi helped the convenience store move things, and Song Ci helped him by the side, and explained a few basic mathematical formulas to him by the way.

After hearing what he said, Rong Shiyi responded with a hmm, and then made a few inferences from one instance.

Song Ci was a little surprised. He put away the box of drinks in his hand, crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows and looked at Rong Shiyi:

"You will?"

"Please, brother, what you are talking about is junior high school mathematics, right? I also passed the top [-] grades in junior high school, okay?"

Rong Shiyi looked arrogant again, if there was a tail behind him, it must be raised high at this moment.

Song Ci smiled and looked him up and down.

Rong Shiyi was hurt by his eyes, so she explained angrily:

"I started working part-time after I entered high school. I also wanted to listen to it in the first week of school, but I was too sleepy to carry it through. When I got up to listen to the class again, I couldn't understand it anymore."

Rong Shiyi bent down and put the last few bottles of drinks on the shelf.

The cold lights in the convenience store were reflected on the glass, in stark contrast to the dark sky outside.

Rong Shiyi looked at the time and said to Song Ci:

"I'm off work, this is the end of tutoring, you can go home."

"Don't you still have a job at a barbecue restaurant?"

"It was too late at that time, I quit a few days ago."

"En." Song Ci answered, but he didn't intend to leave.

He leaned against the shelf next to him, looked at Rong Shiyi who was engrossed in bookkeeping, smiled, and said:

"Xiao Yi, if I say I'm homeless, would you consider taking me in for a night?"

Rong Shiyi felt that it was outrageous. He glanced at Song Ci and pointed in the direction of the door:

"Go out and turn left 100 meters and there is a five-star hotel. They will definitely be willing to take you in. You can do it yourself."

Song Ci sighed, very sad:

"A hotel bed, no emotion."

"It's simple, you chat with it more, talk to each other, and the relationship needs to be cultivated slowly."

"I want to be raised with your family."

Rong Shiyi had a chill: "My bed is not suitable for Young Master Song."

Seeing that he was unwilling, Song Ci didn't say anything, just shrugged, but still stood where he was.

Rong Shiyi didn't care about him. After half a minute, he suddenly felt the phone vibrate twice in his pocket, so he took it out and took a look:

"Received a transfer from Gou Songci: 520 yuan."

Song Ci smiled at him with his eyes bent, and the exposed canine teeth added a bit of evil to the smile:

"Is it ready now?"

Rong Shiyi felt that he was about to lose.

"I'll give you Xiaoxiaole, it's free, you don't need to call me brother."

Song Ci continued to increase:

"Pass ten levels."

Hold.

Rong Shiyi admitted that he was moved.

"Then you go out for a while by yourself, I still have something to do, just finish this last point and leave."

Rong Shiyi completely curbed the arrogance just now, he silently clicked to accept Song Ci's transfer, and he was still planning to buy some good food for the young master to entertain him later.

Rong Shiyi counted the good things, and after the little brother who handed over the work came in, he changed into his work clothes, and bought two grilled sausages at the front desk before going out.

He took the stick off the sausage and went out with the bag, but instead of looking for Song Ci, he turned into a nearby alley.

There lived a little stray dog ​​in this alley. When Rong Shiyi found it, this guy was dying of hunger and nestled in the corner. Rong Shiyi couldn't see it, so he often bought something to feed it, but because Rong Zhiqing was very fond of small animals He was allergic to Mao Mao, and he couldn't bring the puppy home, so he just built a nest for it in the corner of the alley.

But fortunately, this little thing has a big life, and it lives well under Rong Shiyi's regular feeding, and it still depends on this little nest.

There were only two dim lights in the alley, which made Rong Shiyi's shadow very long. He stood at the entrance of the alley and whistled. Originally, the little guy would run out to meet him when he heard Rong Shiyi's whistle, but Now it's been a while.

Rong Shiyi felt a little strange. He walked a few steps inside, but at the end of the alley, he heard the sound of a man laughing and a puppy whining slightly.

Rong Shiyi frowned, and walked in quickly, only to see a few tall Alphas squatting against the corner of the wall under the small light, and under them, a puppy lay dying on the ground.

"This little thing hasn't been played with, it just kicked a few times and it's like this, it's boring."

"Okay, brother, give it a good time, it's poor."

"Okay, come on, little guy, don't be a dog in your next life."

The man in the lead laughed and raised his foot to the pup's head.

The little dog didn't have the strength to hide, so it just whimpered, lay down on the spot and closed its eyes silently.

The two people beside the man were waiting to watch the fun, but no one expected that before their elder brother kicked, he was kicked away by another person and fell straight into the trash can.

"Big Brother!!"

One of the afro yelled, and then looked in the direction of the person who came, and saw a boy with dyed red hair.

"You fucking court death?!"

Rong Shiyi carried the innate sense of oppression of a powerful Alpha, and he was terrified when he saw the exploding head, but they were not afraid because of the large number of people.

I saw the man sneered, flexed his wrist, threw the schoolbag on his shoulder aside, gave them a middle finger, and said something crazy:

"Come on, let me see, who will die first today?"

After Song Ci left the convenience store, he went to the nearby snack street for a walk.

He bought some snacks, remembering that Rong Shiyi likes to drink oolong tea, he even found a tea shop and bought two cups.

Young Master Song has gained a lot, he carried two small bags of things, and thinking that Rong Shiyi should be off work soon, he slowly turned back to the convenience store.

But when he entered the convenience store, someone else was standing at the front desk. The little brother was stunned for a moment and told him that Rong Shiyi had left 10 minutes ago.

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Song Ci has a feeling of being teased, and he is not in a very happy mood.

"Hey, handsome guy."

Just when Song Ci was about to throw the snacks and tea in the trash can, the boy from the convenience store stopped him:

"Xiao Rong just bought two grilled sausages. He probably went to the alley next to him to feed the puppies. They should still be there now. You can go and have a look."

Song Ci's movements stopped, he thought for a while, let go of the things in his hand for the time being, thanked his little brother, and walked towards the alley.

When he reached the entrance, three people stumbled out of the alley supporting each other, and they were still cursing.

Song Ci took a look, frowned, and couldn't hear what they were talking about.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a voice call to Rong Shiyi. A few seconds later, the voice call rang from the alley.

Song Ci walked towards the source of the sound, and after turning a corner, he looked at the scene in front of him, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The red-haired boy was sitting against the wall in a dark corner behind the lamp, his clothes were messed up, and there were clearly a few footprints on it.

With blood still hanging from the corner of Rong Shiyi's lips, he gasped, touched the phone with difficulty from the ground, and slid it to his ear.

He tilted his head slightly, leaned against the wall behind him, looked straight at Song Ci, and smiled.

The voice on the phone was a little slower than in reality, Song Ci heard Rong Shiyi's inhalation, and there was another sentence with a smile:

"Gou Song Ci, people are right in front of you, what are you calling, are you annoying?"