Get your pheromones

After Han Rui finished speaking, she hung up the phone,? She looked back at Rong Shiyi, only to find that the man was also looking up at her.

The cold light in the clinic shone on him, casting a haze in his eyes.

The way he looked at Han Rui was not friendly. After a long while, he asked coolly:

"So,? Are you blaming me?"

Han Rui froze for a moment.

She saw that Song Ci had been unhappy for so long because of an irrelevant person, and even made such a comeback today, so she was naturally unhappy, and her tone of voice was also a bit aggressive.It must be interesting to say accusations.

Rong Shiyi took a deep breath, and said in a calm tone:

"Maybe it is reckless in your eyes,? But I only do what I think is right, and I am sorry if it will hurt Song Ci. This is between me and him,? I will make it clear to him. Thank you Thank you for helping me today, and thank you for telling me what Song Ci did, but I think there are some things that you may not need to teach me."

After all, Rong Shiyi stood up from the chair, and when passing by Han Rui, he gave her a suspicious look.

He could feel Han Rui's hostility towards him, and it wasn't incomprehensible, but he felt that her words sounded a bit inexplicable.

It seems that I have done something that I am very sorry for Song Ci,? But Song Ci didn't take the initiative to provoke him from the beginning to the end, so why did he seem to be a sinner through the ages in the end.

Rong Shiyi ruffled his hair irritably.

The relationship between people is really troublesome, can't things be simpler?

He has never been smart about this matter, and he is a friend who treats him well, and those other twists and turns are too troublesome,? He never thought about it.

Really annoying.

Rong Shiyi felt like she was living like a doormat during this period of time.

He kicked away the stones on the side of the road, and called Song Ci with his mobile phone.

On the other side of the hospital, Zhan Bochuan was startled by the caller. He glanced at the operating light and took a deep breath before pressing the connection button.

"Song Ci?" Rong Shiyi's voice came from over there.

"Ah, classmate Rong, it's me, Zhan Bochuan."

"Oh, hello, where is Song Ci?"

"He... is still in the hands of the doctor."

"Is he all right?"

Rong Shiyi slowed down her tone, and remembered the blood on her hands just now, and was a little worried.

And Zhan Bochuan really didn't want to say it's all right against his conscience.

When Song Ci was sent to the hospital, the blood couldn't stop at all. The two iron nails on the stick were pierced near the shoulder and neck, and two streaks were scraped out. If it was later, the person might be gone.

But he remembered Song Ci's instructions, except for the few of them, Song Ci's injury should be kept secret from their parents and Rong Shiyi.

"It's okay, little injury, don't worry."

"I don't believe it, which hospital is he in?"

"It's okay, you don't have to come."

"Then ask him to call me back later."

"He said he didn't."

Zhan Bochuan talked to Rong Shiyi for a long time here, and finally got a series of busy tones on the phone.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why don't you tell that kid directly? If you tell him like this, maybe people still complain about Song Ci in their hearts. Song Ci is a fucking Bodhisattva!"

Fang Chen got angry.

"Forget it, forget it, if it were you, would you be able to eat and sleep well after knowing it?"

Zhan Bochuan can be regarded as the mild-mannered one among the few, and he plays the role of a peacemaker, Master Duan Shui, when troubles arise:

"If he wants to, let him go. What are we outsiders doing so much about other people's affairs? It's disgusting."

—

The winter vacation of the second year of high school is not too long, and the New Year will be after half a month of rest.

The snow in Jiangcheng came late, but it basically didn't stop when it started. It snowed every day these days, and it didn't clear up until the first day of the new year.

That day, Rong Shiyi got up in the morning to make dumplings, left half for Rong Zhiqing, and packed the other half in a bag, ready to take it to grandma.

This is Rong Shiyi's habit in previous years, and this year is no exception.

"Yo yo, look who this is."

When Rong Shiyi arrived, grandma was knitting a scarf. Seeing Rong Shiyi at the door, she waved him over.But when he got closer, the old man was taken aback by the shallow scar on his forehead that hadn't fully healed:

"What's going on here?"

"I fell off the bed and knocked, it's not a big deal."

Rong Shiyi fiddled with her hair to block the thing.

"Naughty." Grandma put down the half-finished scarf in her hand, and took out a bright red wool hat from behind the pillow like a baby, and put it on Rong Shiyi's head:

"Come on, try it, the red color specially woven by grandma is auspicious."

"My red hair is not auspicious enough, how about more red?"

But despite his distasteful tone, Rong Shiyi straightened the hat on his head and asked with a smile:

"Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful."

"Ding-dong-"

At this moment, the doorbell was suddenly rang.

Rong Shiyi was stunned for a moment:

"Do you have guests?"

Grandma thought for a while:

"A junior from another family said that he would come, and it was quite fast."

Rong Shiyi nodded, got up and opened the door without taking off her hat.

However, when the door opened, both the people inside and outside were stunned.

Rong Shiyi never expected that he would meet Song Ci here.

This person was wearing a black coat today with a turtleneck sweater inside. He still looks good, but he looks a little sick.

But Song Ci could guess that he might run into Rong Shiyi on this trip today, but when he raised his eyes, he happened to see Rong Shiyi wearing a more colorful and ugly red hat on his red hair, and his eyes paused.

"come in."

Rong Shiyi quickly looked away and didn't look at him again.

"Little words."

Grandma put on her glasses and looked at the door, and greeted with a smile, and then took advantage of Song Ci's time to lower her head to change shoes, and frantically motioned for Rong Shiyi to take off the hat on her head.

She pulled Rong Shiyi over and urged in a low voice:

"Take it off quickly, don't embarrass grandma."

Co-author You just lied to me when you said it looked good?

Rong Shiyi took off his hat silently, was snatched away by his grandma and hid behind him, then pushed him in the direction of Song Ci:

"Little Ci, this is my grandson, Rong Shiyi. If I remember correctly, you two should be about the same age?"

"Ah."

Song Ci smiled, and didn't explain much about the two people's acquaintance. He just walked over and put away the gift in his hand:

"Happy New Year, Grandma Zhou."

But Rong Shiyi saw that Song Ci didn't mean to explain, so he simply didn't make a sound, just treated him as a strange and transparent person, and didn't look at him too much.

"You too." Grandma looked at him with a smile, and then frowned:

"Is your child thinner than last time? Why is your complexion so bad? You still have to pay attention to your body, otherwise you will get sick when you get older. Look at us Xiaoyi."

With that said, grandma pushed Rong Shiyi's hair away, revealing the wound on his forehead:

"I fell off the bed and knocked it! You are so grown up, and you are still naughty. You, learn from others' Xiaoci, be steady! Don't be out of shape all day long, you don't know Xiaoci, our little brat , still playing with mud at the age of ten!"

"Don't talk about my old princess, just eat an apple."

"Apple? When he was eight years old, I asked him to help him carry a pan, but this kid went out and bought half a catty of apples!"

The old man kept talking about these trivial things, Song Ci smiled and listened to her, and Rong Shiyi was so embarrassed that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground.

He really wanted to change the subject, so he took out the lunch box he brought:

"Did grandma have lunch at noon? I made dumplings, stuffed with beef."

"Okay."

Grandma took it, smiled and asked the aunt at home to cook dumplings, and then said to Song Ci as if selling:

"The dumplings made by my Xiaoyi are delicious. You can try some more later."

"?" Rong Shiyi looked at Song Ci, then at her:

"I'll take it for two people!"

"It's okay, I can't eat much when I'm old, we two eat half, Xiao Ci eats half. You child, be generous."

Fine.

For the New Year's Eve, Rong Shiyi compromised.Sure enough, other people's children just want to be more fragrant.

The aunt at home quickly cooked the dumplings, and they were still steaming when they were served on the table.

After a meal, Song Ci didn't actually eat much, and in the end most of the dumplings went into Rong Shiyi's stomach.Grandma continued to criticize Song Ci for a long time, saying that the child only ate such a small amount of food, no wonder he lost weight.

What, this thing can be eaten, it's just that there is ginger in the dumpling stuffing, and he doesn't like to eat dumplings, it's just picky eaters.

Rong Shiyi complained about Song Ci in his heart.

He originally thought that Song Ci would leave after lunch, but this guy didn't mean that at all. The key point is that the old lady also liked to chat with him. The two chatted from the south to the north, but Rong Shiyi seemed out of place until dark Song Ci got up to say goodbye.

Grandma has bad legs, so she didn't go to see him off, she just pushed Rong Shiyi:

"Go to deliver Xiaoci, and you can go too by the way, I'm going to rest."

"?" Rong Shiyi suddenly felt that Song Ci was the grandson of this family.

He agreed sullenly, and before leaving, grandma mysteriously stuffed a black plastic bag into his hand and asked him to take it back.

Curiosity drove Rong Shiyi to open it and take a peek.

Good guy, it's the little red riding hood.

At night, the heavy snow began to fall again, as if the sunny day in the day had never appeared.

When going out, the snow covered the soles of Rong Shiyi's shoes, he slipped, but fortunately he was supported by the people around him.

But Rong Shiyi didn't intend to appreciate it, he shook off Song Ci's hand.

“Dumplings are delicious.”

Song Ci tried to talk to him, but Rong Shiyi ignored him.

After a while, Rong Shiyi snorted coldly:

"Forget it, don't you want to get rid of the relationship, so the polite words are unnecessary."

"You're welcome."

Song Ci smiled habitually, but his complexion and spirit were not very good, and he looked a little pitiful.

"Okay then, I'll give you another chance."

Rong Shiyi suddenly stopped and couldn't go away. He put on a negotiating posture and raised his chin at Song Ci:

"Tell me, is your injury serious?"

Rong Shiyi has never heard from Song Ci since the last night.

He thought of two possibilities, either Song Ci was too hurt to tell him, or this person really wanted to distance himself from him, so he broke off all contact.

Song Ci looked at Rong Shiyi and couldn't help but laugh.

He hesitated, and finally said in a half-joking tone:

"Would you believe me if I said I almost died?"

"?" Rong Shiyi was dumbfounded.

There is no need for him to answer, this person's expression tells Song Ci, Thaksin.

Rong Shiyi was stunned. He was a little dazed at first, but when he realized the meaning of Song Ci's words, he raised his hand to hit him. He raised his hand for a long time, but he was afraid that he would hurt someone again. In the end, he could only Anxiously turning in circles on the ground:

"Song, are you playing this game with me? Is that why you don't contact me unless you tell me where you are?"

He touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, kicked a stone on the ground with his foot, and cursed:

"Do you really think you are a great hero? Why the hell didn't you tell me? That is, if you stand here, if you die that night, you are still going to hide it from me for the rest of your life? Why, there will be another Song Ci transfer after school starts The lie, let me continue to be happy like a fool? Are you sick!

To some extent, he really guessed it.

This is indeed something Song Ci can do.

"As long as you talk about loyalty, you are the most loyal in Song Ci. I don't even have the qualifications to know. Next time I don't even know where you died! What do you think of me!"

Rong Shiyi didn't know what to say about him, he raised his finger and pointed at Song Ci's nose, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"I'm a fucking idiot, I'm a big idiot! You never thought of me as a friend, did you?"

"No."

Song Ci is like a child who has made a mistake.

"No, you really dare to admit it??"

"I said I didn't treat you as a friend."

Song Ci's voice was a little hoarse, and he added:

"A double negative is a positive, as I said."

Rong Shiyi didn't know what to say.

He pursed his lips, but in the end he didn't hold back, and smiled angrily:

"Fuck, crazy."

His eye circles were a little red, and after a while, he took a step forward and grabbed Song Ci's collar:

"It's hurt, show me."

"Don't look at it." Song Ci hid back for a while.

He didn't put on the barrier stickers, and his whole body smelled of brandy. Rong Shiyi wrinkled his nose, but he didn't insist anymore.

The two boys stood under the streetlight for a long time, and when Rong Shiyi calmed down a bit, he looked at Song Ci:

"Okay, this matter is temporarily covered, let's talk about another matter."

Rong Shiyi took two steps back and forth, looking at him with his arms folded:

"What is the reason for alienating me suddenly? To be honest."

Song Ci was silent for a longer time this time, he looked at Rong Shiyi, the snow fell on his eyelashes, and after a while it turned into water again.

There may never have been a more opportune time.

Song Ci seemed to have made some decision, he paused, and asked in the same tone as before:

"Would you believe me if I said I love you?"

But his expression was very serious, and Rong Shiyi suddenly felt that the "like" Song Ci said this time might be a little different.

For the first time he gave the question:

"What do you mean?"

"I just like you."

Song Ci didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he could only repeat the word dryly.

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to see Rong Shiyi's reaction.

After listening to his words, the man's expression changed from bewildered, to thoughtful, to serious.

He has always written everything on his face, Song Ci guessed that he understood, and now he is probably thinking about words of rejection, or a small composition to comfort him.

This result was not much different from what he expected.

Forget it, Rong Rong is stupid, he can't speak clearly.

Thinking of this, Song Ci curled up his lips and exposed his canine teeth, and put on his usual nasty smile, his tone rose slightly:

"I'm just kidding."

Rong Shiyi was stunned again.

He just seemed to understand the meaning of Song Ci, and it was a lie to say that he was not frightened, and he was about to go crazy with fright.

He has met many little Os who confessed to him since he was a child, but he never thought that an Alpha would say such things to himself, this is a possibility that he never thought about.

like?Rong Shiyi has never encountered this feeling before, but he also knows that in this case, he must give the other party a definite answer.

He is not a careless person, in the short ten seconds just now, he carefully recalled his feelings about Song Ci.

In the end, it was concluded that Song Ci is a little different from Xiao Lin and the others, but that difference is far from enough to say "like" to his lover.

He had been thinking about how to persuade Song Ci just now, but the man suddenly said that he was joking.

Rong Shiyi observed Song Ci's expression. He originally thought that Song Ci explained that it was a joke because he was afraid that he would refuse, but this man's smile didn't seem fake, and he often joked, so Rong Shiyi believed it.

He heaved a sigh of relief, and then smiled awkwardly:

"Haha, that's great, you almost scared my head off."

He paused, and found that Song Ci was suspected of changing the subject, so he continued to ask:

"So what's the reason?"

Hearing that he was still asking, Song Ci sighed insignificantly.

After thinking about it, he simply opened his eyes and made up a nonsense, half-truth and half-truth:

"The doctor said, I'm addicted to your pheromones."

"Ok?"

Rong Shiyi has never heard of this kind of saying, but think about it, Song Ci seems to often ask to smell his pheromones, so it turns out that everything has traces to follow.

Rong Shiyi nodded solemnly:

"How to say?"

Song Ci held back the smile on his lips, he wanted to make the matter a little more serious within the appropriate range, and it would be best if he could scare him away:

"Maybe, I want to smell you, I want to bite you and mark you, and in serious cases, I will hurt you. I can't guarantee what I will do."

"and then?"

"Gone."

"That's it?"

Rong Shiyi had a look of disbelief:

"Just because you keep silent and don't explain to me, you want to break off the relationship?"

"……Um."

"What a big deal, Song Ci, I'm not an Omega, what's wrong with asking you to bite me? Why are you making it look like a bitter drama?"

Song Ci reflected for a while, whether his reasons were not strong enough to stand up, so he emphasized one sentence:

"Do you know what a runaway Alpha can do?"

"Of course I know, I'm not afraid of you."

Later, he saw Rong Shiyi thinking about something seriously, and finally asked a serious question:

"But did the doctor say that A can mark A? I don't know much about it. And can you cure it, Song Ci, we will cure it if you are sick, don't just play and disappear without saying a word, do you know that you are like me? How miserable are these days? You don’t have to think about it for me, really, Xiaorong is tough and can stand up to it.”

Song Ci didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly like that.

Rong Shiyi has a lot of friends, he thought it would not be a big deal to lose him, so he left hastily without thinking about it.But now he realized that he seemed to have underestimated his position in Rong Shiyi's heart.

Forget it, don't care, love is whatever it is.

The snow fell a little harder, and it was cold at night. Rong Shiyi had been standing here for a long time, and couldn't help sneezing.

Song Ci stepped forward first, and tugged on Rong Shiyi's sleeve:

"Go, go home."

"Well, you have something to talk about in the future, don't make up those fake things, can I help you when something happens?"

"Yeah, you are the most loyal."

Song Ci is a bit perfunctory.

"Then how did you spend the past two months? Is it okay without my pheromone?"

"Study hard, study can resist all temptations."

"Crap, you do."

"Then let me guess how Rongrong has lived these two months. I guess without the help of Song Ci, your Xiaoxiaole will only pass five levels in the future."

"Six levels! I have passed the six levels, who do you look down on you!"

"Good good."

Song Ci stroked his hair for him, and then raised his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulders like before, but he paused for a while, and finally gave up.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-01?14:57:49~2021-10-02?14:43:29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 cast the rocket launcher: 1 mango flavored pudding, [-] piece at the beginning of the lantern;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Mo Zhi, Shanhe Zhuoli? 1;

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