Get your pheromones

Monday morning is the time for the flag-raising ceremony at No.[-] Middle School.

During the passionate march, the students walked out of the teaching building one after another and stood in line on the square.

When the teams of each class had almost stood up, Rong Shiyi walked slowly across the road with a piece of bread in his mouth.

He put on his sweater hat,? Hiding his eye-catching red hair,? He trot secretly from behind to the team of the tenth class.

The tall Xiao Lin was standing at the end of the line. Seeing Rong Shiyi, he hurriedly stepped aside to make room for him.

Rong Shiyi stood up before the Disciplinary Committee of the Student Union came over.

"Rong Rong, are you late again?" Xiao Lin asked in a low voice.

"Well, I drank a little wine that day, and these two days have been very uncomfortable,? I don't even want to come."

"Didn't you just take a sip?"

"I don't know either. For some reason, from being drunk at night to the next afternoon, my mother was shocked when she came back the next morning. She thought I was dead at home."

Rong Shiyi took off the sweater hat, scratched her hair, and asked:

"You sent me home that day?"

Xiao Lin shook his head: "It's not me,? Song Ci sent you back."

"Song Ci??"

Speaking of this name, Rong Shiyi felt a little guilty for no reason.

Because, after he woke up yesterday, he suddenly found that the little powder that was originally on the window sill was gone.

That's something Song Ci really likes. Rong Shiyi has been looking for it at home for a long time, even in the closet under the bed, but he couldn't find it.

Thinking of this, Rong Shiyi glanced at the front of the line and asked:

"What about Song Ci?"

He used to stand in line with Song Ci, and he was not used to the sudden disappearance of this person.

Rong Shiyi laughed twice:

"Yo, rare,? Is the dog late?"

Hearing this, Xiao Lin originally wanted to say something, but the Disciplinary Committee passed by, took a look at them, and stood still.

The two silently closed their mouths.

The flag-raising ceremony of the No. [-] Middle School had many links. When it was Director Wang's turn to come on stage to announce the plan for the next week, the Disciplinary Committee beside the two walked away.

Xiao Lin yawned, completely forgetting where they were talking just now.

Rong Shiyi patted him:

"What were you going to say? Hey, how much did Song Ci drink that day? Didn't he get so drunk that he didn't wake up today?"

"What are you thinking? Song Ci's drinking capacity is good? He can drink ten of me! And he didn't drink at all that day. After you fainted, he sent you there."

Xiao Lin sighed, and then slowly recalled:

"You just asked Song Ci, right? Oh, he's not late. Teacher Qingqing said this morning that Song Ci went back to class one."

"……what?"

Rong Shiyi never thought that things would develop in such a direction.

He froze for a moment:

"Isn't it the placement test yet?"

Why did you go back?

"That's right, but he was the first in the grade again in the last monthly exam, and he wants to go back, so the school naturally has no objection."

"Oh."

Rong Shiyi nodded.

Director Wang was still talking about things in his characteristic accent on the stage, but Rong Shiyi didn't listen to a word.

It wasn't until the people around started applauding and cheering that Rong Shiyi came back to his senses.

He asked Xiao Lin:

"what happened?"

"Ah, Lao Wang praised our class just now, saying that we have made progress. What kind of award should we give us? I don't know."

"Oh." Rong Shiyi nodded and clapped along with the people around her.

It's strange, although the atmosphere around him is very happy, although the current situation is something he likes to see and has been working hard for, Rong Shiyi doesn't seem to be as happy as he imagined.

It just always feels like something is missing.

He stared at the back of the head of the classmate in front of him in a daze for a while, then took a step back, leaning his upper body slightly back, looking in the direction of class one.

The square of the flag-raising platform of No. [-] Middle School is very large, and Class [-] and Class [-] occupy the end and the end of the sophomore year respectively.

The two sides are far away, and Rong Shiyi has to work hard to see clearly the person standing at the end of a group of lines.

Song Cizheng raised his hand and followed the people around him to pat a few times casually, which seemed a little perfunctory, and then looked straight ahead, not knowing what he was looking at.

The early morning sun reflected a light color on his hair, as for the expression, it was too far away, Rong Shiyi couldn't see clearly.

But it is.

No matter where this person stands, he is equally eye-catching and shining, so he should stand in the highest and most dazzling place, that is Song Ci.

Director Wang quickly finished his speech.

After the music sounded, people on the playground began to walk towards the teaching building, and the originally spacious stairs seemed a bit crowded.

Rong Shiyi was pushed forward in the crowd. When he went up the stairs, Xiao Lin noticed that he seemed to be a little absent-minded, and his eyes kept looking elsewhere, looking a little strange:

"What kind of Rongrong are you looking for?"

"Looking for a dog." Rong Shiyi replied impatiently.

"Oh, I'm looking for Song Ci, but class one should take the fourth staircase, which is the closest to their classroom. You might as well go to class one to find him after class."

"Tsk, who said I was looking for Song Ci?"

Rong Shiyi was furious, he pushed Xiao Lin:

"Let's go, I still have to bring Chinese for morning reading."

"I've read Chinese too early, Yuzu brought it for you."

"You talk too much!"

The two of them were bickering all the way, until the class, Rong Shiyi looked at the empty seat in front, a little lost in thought.

He didn't feel anything else, except that Song Ci had returned to the first class, and it would be troublesome to find him to play with in the future.

Thinking of this, Rong Shiyi took out his mobile phone and clicked on the dialog box of Song Ci:

"I'll go to your class to meet you at noon and have dinner together?"

However, there was no response after sending the message for half a day. After almost an hour, the mobile phone popped up a message reminding Song Ci:

"No, something is wrong."

"Oh."

Rong Shiyi thought about it, and added:

"you are not happy?"

"No."

Although Song Ci only posted six characters plus three punctuation marks, Rong Shiyi always felt that there was something wrong with this person.

He pondered for a long time, and found that this situation seemed to have started from the day of the cultural festival.

Rong Shiyi is not a person who likes to keep his words in his heart. If there is a conflict, he must chase people to ask and explain it clearly, so he finally decided to ask Song Ci to clarify during the self-study class in the morning.

But what Rong Shiyi didn't expect was that when it was time for the self-study class, it wasn't Song Ci who came in at the door, but Yun Qingqing and another tall boy.

That boy is Yun Qingqing's boyfriend, who will take over Song Ci's job, and will make up lessons and check for omissions for Class [-] students in the future self-study classes.

Xiao Lin followed the other students and clapped their hands twice as a welcome, then turned to look at Rong Shiyi who seemed unhappy, and asked:

"what happened again?"

"Why isn't Song Ci here?"

"Are you inseparable from Song Ci? I'm not talking about you Rongrong. You told people to leave every day when you were around, but now you're gone and you can't think about it. You stinking tsundere."

"?? Tell me again?" Rong Shiyi clenched his fists threateningly.

Xiao Lin hugged his head and lay down like a conditioned reflex:

"I was wrong."

Rong Shiyi snorted and ignored him.

He originally wanted to find Song Ci by the way when he came to class, but he ignored one thing.

Everyone Song Ci has gone back to the first class. They have their own things to do, but they have no obligation to drag the tenth class forward.

Rong Shiyi sighed.

Su Jinyou next to her watched people scratching her ears and cheeks all morning, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she tentatively said:

"Rongrong."

"Ok?"

"Actually, the first class is quite close to each other. If you walk quickly during a class break, you can run ten times."

"..." That's true.

With Su Jinyou's guidance, Rong Shiyi went straight to class one during recess.

When he arrived, the math teacher from Class [-] dragged on for a while, and he stood outside the door, waiting for the first time after class to grab a lucky student:

"Student, please find Song Ci."

"Oh." The male student nodded, turned around and shouted to the window:

"Song Ci, someone is looking for it!"

Rong Shiyi followed his gaze and saw Song Ci sitting in the last row of the row by the window.

Unlike the tables in the front row that were illuminated by sunlight, the light in his position was blocked by the gray curtains beside him, making him look a little dark.

The light is so close to him, but it is isolated, and it is not given to him at all.

Song Ci seemed to be lowering his head to write a question. Hearing the male classmate's voice, he raised his eyes and looked at Rong Shiyi who was waving at him at the door.

Rong Shiyi felt that Song Ci's next reaction should be to smile at him.

But this man's reaction was indifferent from the beginning to the end. He put the pen back on the table, got up and walked to the door, without looking at Rong Shiyi the whole time.

Once outside, he leaned against the wall and asked:

"what can I do for you?"

Rong Shiyi suddenly became dumb.

Song Ci's attitude made him a little confused, what should he say?Come to see you?How strange.

His smile was a little stiff, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He picked up a topic at random, and pretended to be natural:

"It's okay, I just want to ask, did you take Xiaofen away that day?"

Song Ci seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then nodded:

"Ah."

"Why did you take it away?" Rong Shiyi was at a loss for words.

"threw."

"...Are you serious?"

"Ah."

"what?"

Rong Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then savored his meaning carefully, and smiled angrily:

"Are you sick, Song Ci, I change the water and add water to it every day, you just throw it away?"

"You don't want it?"

"Whether you want it or not is one thing, and it's another thing if you take it without my consent. What do you mean?"

"Didn't you take it away from me on your own initiative?"

"I was..."

With such a point, Rong Shiyi realized that he was indeed a bit of a double standard.

At that time, he also took the little fan away without telling Song Ci and wanted to take it out and throw it away. Now Song Ci just did the same thing as he did at that time, and it was originally Song Ci's stuff, why not.

The reason is clear, but Rong Shiyi is angry:

"Damn it, you were the one who insisted on me entertaining this thing, and now you are the one who throws it away without my consent. Who are you?"

The two people were arguing a little loudly, as if they would start fighting in the next second.

The students passing by all looked sideways, not knowing what happened.

Rong Shiyi didn't care about those people's eyes, he felt angry and wronged for no reason.

Biansheng Song Ci lowered his head and smiled lightly. He seemed to be hesitating for something, and finally looked at Rong Shiyi, and what he said was so irritating:

"Because I liked it before, but I don't want to like it now."

"Depend on."

After being silent for a long time, Rong Shiyi couldn't hold back his curse.

Why does Song Ci look like a scumbag?

Rong Shiyi was blocked for a moment and had nothing to say, he seemed to be out of breath, and stared at Song Ci fiercely, but he couldn't really do anything in public, he was aggrieved like a little beast that was cornered.

In the end, he slammed the wall around him hard, turned around and left.

Rong Shiyi really didn't understand if Song Ci was seriously ill.

That kind of feeling is very strange, it feels like the friendship between him and Song Ci seems to be a limited edition, Song Ci came to the tenth class to start, and returned to the first class to end.

Who is it?

Rong Shiyi suddenly realized where the unexplained boredom in the morning came from.

It's not that Song Ci has returned to class one, but because of such a big event, Song Ci didn't say anything to him at all.

It's like he threw away his little fan without saying a word, and now Rong Shiyi feels that the one who was thrown away has become himself.

He regards Song Ci as a friend, what does Song Ci regard him as?clown?

The key is that without that clingy thing around him, he himself became unaccustomed to it.

Rong Shiyi came back from Class [-] to Class [-] with a murderous look, which surprised Xiao Lin who was at the same table.

"I'm going, are you fighting with Song Ci?"

"Fight? I really want to break his canine teeth!"

"what happened?"

"That's it..." Rong Shiyi spoke for a while, and finally realized that this matter needs to be talked about a long time ago. There are too many things involved, and it is too troublesome, so he finally said to Xiao Lin who had been waiting for a long time:

"That's the shit."

"?"

Xiao Lin seemed to have listened, but not completely.

Listening to the Lord's words is like listening to the words.

He thought for a long time, and finally asked:

"Then do you still have dinner with Song Ci today?"

"Do not."

"Great, I want to eat snail noodles, let's..."

"..." Rong Shiyi really doesn't understand why this person has so much love for snail powder.

Xiao Lin looked at him eagerly, looking forward to it.

Some time ago, Rong Shiyi was always abducted by Song Ci. He didn't even have a partner with whom he could skip class, and he didn't want to go out alone. He was bored for a while.

Now that Song Ci is gone, Xiao Lin's self-proclaimed "prime palace" has returned to the back position.They can happily skip class again!

Rong Shiyi sighed and compromised:

"alright."

"Okay." Xiao Lin was happy.

So after this class was over, the two brothers walked shoulder to shoulder and walked towards the fence that they were used to climbing.

Halfway through, Rong Shiyi suddenly thought of a question:

"Isn't that wall repaired? Can you climb it?"

He didn't think Xiao Lin was as good at Song Ci.

"You don't understand this, the way is thought up by people."

Xiao Lin gave him an inscrutable smile, and then he walked to the bushes beside the wall, and took out a ladder.

"?"

Rong Shiyi stood where she was, watching Xiao Lin clumsily stepping on the ladder to climb up the wall, and jumping down from there gracefully, accompanied by a scream and the dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Really stocky.

Rong Shiyi laughed.

He shook his head, and climbed up the ladder, but when he was about to jump, he thought of a problem.

He was riding on the top of the wall, and asked Xiao Lin who was rubbing his butt underneath:

"What should I do with this ladder? Let's put it here? I won't be able to catch one when Lao Wang passes by after get off work."

"Yes, then I..."

Xiao Lin wanted to say that he could send a message to Yang Zhao to deal with the aftermath, but before he finished speaking, he saw his serious expression looking to the other side.

A bad premonition rose in Xiao Lin's heart.

Why does this scene seem familiar?

And things were just as Xiao Lin guessed, on the other side of the wall, Song Ci had just finished smoking, and when he walked over, he happened to meet Rong Shiyi.

He wanted to touch his notepad, but found that he didn't bring it with him, so he had to criticize verbally:

"Climb over the wall and skip class, the tenth time, ten points will be deducted. The details of the points are explained last time, so I won't say much."

Rong Shiyi felt outrageous:

"Song, are you all bored?"

"It's really boring."

Song Ci briefly smiled at him, then turned around and left without looking back.

"You stop for me!"

Behind him, Rong Shiyi was out of breath and shouted in a rather imposing manner.

Song Ci's footsteps really stopped.

Then, he heard the little red-haired man on the wall raise his voice, with a rather domineering posture:

"Xiao Song, remove the ladder for Brother Rong and hide it."

"?"

Song Ci looked back at him.

Afterwards, the man was really obedient and lifted up the ladder standing by the wall.

Rong Shiyi was very satisfied.

But his satisfaction didn't last long, and he saw that the man didn't put the ladder to the hiding place where it should go, but was thrown by Song Ci into the garbage boat not far away in a graceful arc.

Song Ci patted the dust on his hands, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said lightly:

"Five points will be deducted for instigating the student council president to hide the tools of the crime."

"..."

Hold.

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