Get your pheromones

Rong Shiyi was really sleepy,? He didn't even remember when he fell asleep, but he only remembered the strong aroma of strawberry cream and mellow wine entangled together at the end, and the taste was very bewitching.

On the second day, Rong Shiyi didn't wake up until almost noon.

The weather is fine today, the sun is so warm, Rong Shiyi rubbed his eyes, and patted the place around him by the way:

"Dog,? Get up."

But he slapped down and only touched the soft mattress. Rong Shiyi was mostly awake, opened his eyes and looked over,? He was the only one left on the bed.

Rong Shiyi sat up and stretched in a daze, when he heard someone knock on the door, he dragged his voice and shouted "Come in".

He thought it was Song Ci who knocked on the door,? But looking over, it was Rong Zhiqing who pushed the door open and walked in.

She glanced at Rong Shiyi:

"Xiao Yi, do you have my collection of poems?"

"Well,? On the windowsill,? Look."

Rong Zhiqing walked to the edge of the window sill as he said, rummaged through it, and asked casually:

"Did you take your classmates home yesterday?"

"Yeah." Rong Shiyi didn't want to hide it from her at first, so he generously admitted:

"I went drinking with Xiao Lin and the others last night. His house is too far away, so I brought him back to stay for one night."

"Oh~" Rong Zhiqing nodded.

"Where are the others?" Rong Shiyi looked in the direction of the door of the room and asked.

"Huh? I left early in the morning. By the way, he bought breakfast and saw that you were sleeping soundly, so he didn't wake you up." Rong Zhiqing found her poetry collection, and pulled it out by the corner , patted the ashes on the paper, and asked tentatively:

"That boy, is that the one who asked you to recite the text last time, the one with beautiful writing?"

"Well, it's him. What's the matter?"

Rong Zhiqing smiled:

"It's nothing, I think the boy is quite nice, good-looking, and polite."

"That's because you didn't see his nature, he's a dog!!"

Rong Shiyi was not convinced anymore, and retorted.

"Maybe, maybe it's because the nature is only shown to those close to me?"

Rong Zhiqing hugged the collection of poems in her arms, and when she was about to leave, she saw the empty drink bottle with two white roses stuck in it on the windowsill.

Rong Shiyi has no hobby of growing flowers, nor does she like drinking beverages, so the origin of this bottle is a bit intriguing.

She looked at the object and asked one more question:

"what is this?"

Rong Shiyi got a headache when he saw that thing:

"That dog thing had to be put there last night, please throw it away for me."

Rong Zhiqing nodded, and took the bottle away.

But looking at the empty window sill, Rong Shiyi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The pink drink bottle had been wiped clean, and the white rose inside was a little wilted, which looked pitiful.

It's not good to just throw away the Song Ci left there.

"Mom, forget it, give it to me."

Rong Shiyi got up abruptly, changed her mind, and calmly took the bottle back from Rong Zhiqing's hand.

Rong Zhiqing nodded with a smile, and helped him close the door when he left.

Rong Shiyi sat on the bed, held the little powder in his hand and looked at it for a long time. It looked like a broken bottle. In the end, he didn't understand what was so special about this thing that made Song Ci like it so much.

Never been served a drink?Not so.

After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure it out, Rong Shiyi couldn't understand the brain circuit of Song Ci, but she still put Xiaofen back to the original position and put it in a good place.

Tsk, it's ugly.

When Song Ci came home, Tang Shi was watching TV on the sofa with a facial mask on.

She glanced at Song Ci, she was somewhat dissatisfied when she didn't see the person she wanted to see:

"What about Xiao Rong, didn't come back with you? Was he in a good mood yesterday? Was he unhappy?"

"It's okay, why is he coming back with me?" Song Ci sounded a little funny.

Tang Shi ignored his rhetorical question, she only squinted her eyes when her son approached, and finally came to an astonishing conclusion:

"Why are your dark circles so heavy, didn't you sleep last night?"

"Ah."

Song Ci casually responded.

Asleep, but not quite.

Rong Shiyi fell asleep at the speed of light last night, and even forgot to collect the pheromone.The sweet and greasy strawberry cream smell kept wafting from his glands. Song Ci couldn't release his pheromones, so he could only endure the irritability in his heart while suppressing the urge to bite into it. He was going crazy.

"Be nice to others." Tang Shi sighed:

"Xiao Rong's kid is really nice, his bones are tough, I like it, when will you officially take him home to have a look?"

"It's just a friend, you are too involved in the drama."

"Song Ci, I don't know you yet? How dare you say you don't like him?"

Tang Shi was amused, she took off the mask on her face and threw it into the trash can, sarcastically speaking with a pinched tone:

"Hey, Xiao Rong gave me a drink, and some people even wash the bottle and put it at home as a vase. Mom understands, friendship, it's all like this."

Song Ci stopped talking and looked unhappy.

Tang Shi clicked to the end, laughed twice, and changed the subject:

"Your father told his assistant to cut off all cooperation with Zhou after returning home last night. I guess he also likes Xiao Rong."

"Huh?" Song Ci was a little surprised by this, and remembered another verse by the way:

"By the way, what is the relationship between the Zhou family and Rong Shiyi?"

"This." Tang Shi thought for a while, told him it was okay, and simply said:

"More than ten years ago, there were two deep-rooted families in Jiangcheng, Southern Rong and Northern Song Dynasty. Later, in order to climb up to the Rong family, the Zhou family asked Zhou Yuanshan to marry the young lady of the Rong family. But Miss Rong is a beta, and Zhou Yuanshan doesn't like her. , and raised a little Omega lover outside after getting married. Later, when something happened to the Rong family, the Zhou family not only refused to help, but also bit back, annexing most of the Rong family's assets, and even kicked Miss Rong and her son out."

Businessmen have valued profits since ancient times. Such a thing sounds fun from a distance, but it changes when it involves people around them.

Originally, Tang Shi felt good about the Zhou family, but as soon as yesterday's incident came out, she looked down on her no matter what.

"Xiao Rong is also a man of integrity. You know, although your father is rigid and strict, he prefers people with character. Xiao Rong, it suits him."

Tang Shi smiled and looked at Song Ci:

"He shouldn't make you do unhappy things in a short time, so be good and don't make him angry."

"Grow up early and become strong early, so that you can protect the person you like and vent your anger on the person you like, don't you think, Xiaoci?"

On Monday morning, Rong Shiyi had a piece of bread in his mouth and a math notebook in his hand, while looking at it, he walked slowly towards the teaching building.

The weather is already a bit cold, and the leaves on both sides of the school boulevard turn yellow and fall down, and they creak when you step on them.

Rong Shiyi looked at a wrong question in his notebook, and was thinking hard, when suddenly someone came from behind him and pulled his sweater hat.

Song Ci embraced Rong Shiyi's shoulders, and glanced sideways at the slice of bread he was holding:

"Is it tasty?"

Rong Shiyi tore off the second half of the bread and handed it to him:

"My mother made it, try it?"

Song Ci took a bite, the taste of milk was very strong, just like Rong Shiyi.

"Goofy, how to solve this problem."

"So hard?"

"Nonsense, the exam will be held later, why don't you hug Buddha's feet temporarily?"

"If my memory has not been tampered with by aliens, then the mathematics test should be taken tomorrow, and Rongrong is wrong."

Rong Shiyi was dumbfounded, he closed the notebook with a "snap", unwilling to read it again.

"Your solution to that question was correct, but you made a wrong calculation in the end. Go back and check again."

Song Ci smiled and rubbed Rong Shiyi's hair.

The two walked side by side for a while, Song Ci suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and opened the schoolbag, took out two fresh white roses from it, and waved them to Rong Shiyi.

"Do you still have time to buy flowers in the morning?"

"No, I went home yesterday and cut it in the garden."

"?"

Rong Shiyi only felt that poverty limited his imagination.

"Take it, go back and put it in my little pink, her beautiful bottle should be matched with the freshest roses."

Rong Shiyi was about to be vomited by him, so he rolled his eyes impatiently:

"You're sick, Song Ci, little fan, little fan, you don't have fetishes, do you?"

"?"

Song Ci raised his eyebrows, then smiled and raised his hands to pinch Rong Shiyi's cheeks on both sides, making him look like a goldfish mouth:

"What did you do to my little fan?"

Rong Shiyi was so angry that he broke free from Song Ci's hand, rubbed his flushed cheeks, and deliberately angered him:

"Throw it away early, go to the garbage station to find it."

However, what Rong Shiyi didn't expect was that after he said these words, the world became quiet.

Song Ci stood opposite him, stared at him for a while without saying anything, but made Rong Shiyi flustered for no reason.

He had never seen Song Ci like this before, as if he was hurt, and somehow felt aggrieved, as if he had done something to sorry him.

Rong Shiyi's heart skipped a beat.

No way, Song Ci, a childish ghost, wouldn't really like that bottle.

Rong Shiyi has heard of fetishism, a niche hobby, which clinically manifests as falling in love with or obsessing over some non-living body.

Help, he threw away Song Ci's girlfriend!

But Rong Shiyi turned around and remembered:

its not right!He didn't throw it!That little fan is still standing on the windowsill!

"Song Ci, I..."

"Stop talking, I'm angry."

Having said that, Song Ci still put his arm around Rong Shiyi's shoulders, not letting him run away.

Rong Shiyi's heart was pounding.

If Song Ci really likes that bottle, will what he just said hurt this person's fragile heart, will Song Ci feel inferior, don't.

Everyone's hobbies and choices should be respected, Rong Shiyi always felt that way.

"Song Ci, no matter what, you are my friend, and I respect your hobbies. Don't worry, your little fan, no, I mean your girlfriend..."

After being silent for a long time, Rong Shiyi finally couldn't help expressing his attitude, but Song Ci interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"Rong Shiyi."

Song Ci has never been so speechless in his life:

"I suspect you have no brains at all."

"?"

Rong Shiyi guessed that Song Ci might be really angry, because he never talked to him after that.

By the time the two entered the classroom, most of the tenth class had already arrived.Su Jinyou sat in her seat and memorized the text. When she saw Rong Shiyi coming over, she waved to him:

"Rongrong, come here!"

Rong Shiyi nodded, put down her schoolbag and walked to her side:

"what happened?"

Su Jinyou clasped her hands together and apologized:

"I'm sorry Rongrong, Xiao Lin told me yesterday that I misunderstood. I thought you were in a relationship with the president, so I picked a confession juice for you to apologize. I didn't mean to trick you."

"That's it? It doesn't matter how big it is."

Rong Shiyi thought something was wrong, but in the end, she said that it had something to do with Song Ci fans in the past, as if under some spell.

Su Jinyou nodded, and then secretly glanced at Song Ci again.

Hey, the president doesn't seem to have much reaction. It seems that everything before was an oolong, and the two of them are simply friends!

Su Jinyou thought that these two were in a relationship, and she was sad for a long time, because she really liked Rong Shiyi and knew that he had someone to call him. Although she was sad, she would still silently bless Rong Shiyi in her heart, and even assist him.

But now it seems that Su Jinyou feels that she is doing well again, and she feels that she still has hope!

Su Jinyou was so happy for a day. After a day of exams, she excitedly followed Rong Shiyi, wondering if she could go home with him, but Song Ci and Xiao Lin also clinged to each other before they left the teaching building. .

"Gouzi, what should you choose for the last multiple-choice question in Chinese?"

"Choose C."

Su Jinyou watched helplessly as her crush left her for another man, and she couldn't help but feel emotional.

But that's okay, although they seem to be on good terms and a good match, they're just friends!

The secret love of youth is always sweet and sour, Su Jinyou replaced Xiao Lin, and the two sighed in unison as they looked at the two naive ghosts chasing and fighting in front of them.

Song Ci stuck Rong Shiyi's red head in his arms.

Rong Shiyi broke free, put Song Ci's sweater hat on him, tightened the elastic cord on the hat tightly, and tied him a knot.

Song Ci pulled off Rong Shiyi's schoolbag and threw it into the bushes.

"Are they really high school students?" Su Jinyou questioned soulfully.

"Maybe." Xiao Lin took a sip of milk unhurriedly, obviously used to this kind of situation.

Those two made a fuss all the way to the school gate, attracting many people's attention on the way, but it's good to go to the school gate, because there are more attractive things at the school gate.

It was a pink minivan, and the graffiti on the body was the confession juice of the recent fire.

The car has been parked here for a while, and there are many onlookers around, all guessing which big boss is making a high-profile show of love.

When Rong Shiyi saw that unlucky thing, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

He glanced at Song Ci, the man looked calm and didn't seem to be watching the excitement at all.

Alarm bells rang in Rong Shiyi's heart, because this represented a terrible thing——

He is the excitement itself!

In order to increase her sense of security, Rong Shiyi put on the sweater hat silently, and wanted to slip away silently.

But his escape plan failed before it started, and Song Ci dragged him back by dragging him by the collar of his school uniform.

"What are you going to do?"

"Escape."

"Don't think about it." Song Ci smiled badly. He pulled Rong Shiyi in front of everyone, and stood in front of the pickup truck in a high-profile way, nodding to the driver. Then two people came up, and said in front of everyone around him. The door of the van was opened.

It was a truck full of pink boxes.

There was the sound of gasping for air, and there were bursts of low exclamations.

What did they see? They saw the president of the student union pulling the school bully and delivering a truckload of confession juice.

Song Ci smiled so much that he showed his little canine teeth.

Rong Shiyi silently pulled the elastic cords on both sides of her hat, hid her entire face in the hat, and tied a bow for herself by the way.

Out of sight out of mind.

As long as he doesn't show his face, he won't be the one who loses face today.

Song Ci patted him on the shoulder with the same tone as his smile:

"Rong Rong, if you like to throw away my vials, then I'll give you all of these, and you can throw them slowly when you go home, ah."

Some are happy and some are sad.

Su Jinyou was behind the crowd, looking sad at this scene.

Very well, her lost and recovered secret love, less than half a day after it started, is over again.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-19?14:45:20~2021-09-20?11:12:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: yang? 1;

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