Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

The bedroom of the rental house was a bit of a mess, and Fu Xingxian was beside him helping to put things into cardboard boxes.

In fact, there are not many things that Wen Jing needs to remove, mainly his computer, his mechanical keyboard, other digital equipment, various books, and...

Looking at the gaming chair, he hesitated a little.

It's too big to hold.

But there is no such product, and it will cause back pain after facing the computer for a long time.

Fu Xingxian: "It's okay, I called the moving company."

Wen Jing: "? When did you call?"

Fu Xingxian: "I thought you might have to live there permanently. After all, you are dependent on pheromones, and you can't get too close at school."

Wen Jing: "Why didn't you tell me to quit the house and live in your house directly from now on."

Fu Xingxian: "Welcome."

Wen Jing: ...

"Just kidding." Fu Xingxian scratched his nose with his index finger.

There was a smile in his light-colored pupils, and his expression was very intimate.

It was rare for Wen Jing to see such a kind president, and he was a little lost.

If his brother was like this in school, those people would be crazy.

However, before Fu Xingxian put his fingers down, he withdrew his smile and looked away.

Wen Jing was at a loss: "Brother? What's the matter?"

Fu Xingxian covered his mouth with his fist: "It's fine."

He changed the subject: "You can take the gaming chair if you want, anyway, someone will move it for you later. If you don't want to take it, you can buy a new one and put it in my house."

"It's expensive! Buying one is enough!" Wen Jing snorted, "The wicked rich."

He looked at the boxes next to him, there seemed to be not many, and he patted the chair: "Then take it away."

Wen Jing put the packed cardboard box on the chair and pushed it out of the bedroom.

Fu Xingxian stood where he was, silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

……

By the time Wen Jing moved everything back to the room and packed it, it was already time for dinner.

He went out and heard someone talking downstairs.

"what color is this?"

"Yellow!"

Today Fu Hong came back from the company very early and was sitting at the dining table having fun.

The air is filled with fragrance.

Song Huiran raised his head, saw Wen Jing, and greeted him with a smile: "Come down, I'll be waiting for you~"

In addition to a sumptuous dinner, red wine and drinks are also placed on the table.

Sitting in the baby dining chair, Lele waved and cheered: "Congratulations to Brother Wenjing's move!"

Fu Xing patted the empty place beside him, shaking the glass in his hand: "What do you want to drink?"

The atmosphere is harmonious and warm.

Wen Jing was a little dazed, as if he was really a member of this family.

Fu Xingxian said in a low voice, "Don't be distracted when you go down the stairs."

Wen Jing walked over slowly, blushing a little: "Thank you, thank you uncle and aunt..."

Lele patted the table: "There's Lele!"

Wen Jing: "...and brother and brother."

Lele raised the little rabbit cup: "Brother Wenjing, cheers!"

Children's cups containing sweet milk, goblets containing red wine, and glasses containing carbonated drinks collided together, making crisp sounds.

The confusion, tension, and distress caused by going to the hospital to investigate pheromone dependence seem to have disappeared.

……

After dinner, Song Huiran took Wen Jing's arm: "Xiao Jing, Auntie has something to talk to you..."

Fu Hong stretched out his hand to cut off Hu: "Wait a minute, I'll chat with them for a while."

Song Huiran looked at her husband's serious expression: "Okay, you talk first."

Fu Hong: "There is still Xingxian, let's come to the study together."

The door was closed, and the study was silent.

Fu Hong sat on the boss chair and looked at the two boys opposite.

Fu Xingxian showed no expression, exactly the same as him.

Wen Jing felt much more youthful, and stood there a little nervous.

But they are all good-looking young people.

Fu Hong pushed the stack of reports on the desktop over: "The physical examination results are out."

Wen Jing: "Huh? So fast?"

Fu Xingxian: "After all, I gave too much money."

The young Alpha picked up the report coldly, looked at the previous summary, and turned a few pages back, not knowing what he saw, and was a little dazed.

Fu Hong looked at Wen Jing: "The school has a two-hour break at noon, and a car will be sent to pick you up for dinner and a nap. Your body is too weak and needs to be taken care of."

Wen Jing scratched his head: "Is it too much trouble for you?"

Fu Hong: "The trouble is the driver and the nanny, but they are paid."

The corner of Wen Jing's mouth twitched.

He felt that Uncle Fu was joking, but his expression was so serious that he didn't dare to laugh.

"I have already called your head teacher, and you two will not be at the same table from next week."

"Eh?" Wen Jing's eyes widened, "Why?"

Fu Xingxian also raised his head: "Getting closer can relieve the symptoms of pheromone dependence."

"I'm afraid you're going too far." Fu Hong snorted, and leaned on the back of the chair with folded arms, "Didn't I go to school? Secretly do some little tricks during class, and don't be too normal... Your mother is I got it when I was in high school."

Wen Jing: ...

Fu Xingxian: ...

Fu Hong: "I go to and from school four times a day, and the time spent in the car is close enough. From today onwards, I will record my sleep status according to the doctor's request for a week. If the pheromone is not enough, I will sit on the sofa in the living room when I come back. Chatting, discussing about studying, it's almost enough, don't just rush to the other party's bedroom!"

"The time spent together should also be counted every day. I will leave this to Xingxian, and I will check it regularly."

"Don't blame me for being too strict. You two should know how you two are in the past two days. Don't take chances and think that it's okay to get closer now... Besides, I have already found someone to contact the expert who published that paper. , sent your blood samples over."

"Okay, Wen Jing, go and rest, Xing Xian stays here, I still have some company matters to talk about."

Wen Jing was so dizzy from the training, he went out and went downstairs in a daze.

Fu Xingxian stood there looking at his father, silent for a while.

"What happened?"

Fu Hong looked at his eldest son, and suddenly smiled: "As expected of my son, he is very sharp."

"Xiao Se is ready to come." He picked up his coffee and took a sip, "Their Baimeng company has been in the limelight recently and has undertaken a national-level information security project. They didn't have time to come here before, so they dragged us for a long time. "

"In addition to discussing cooperation this time, he also came to see Wen Jing, as an elder. If it were you, if you were worried about a junior who was having a bad life, how would you visit him?"

Fu Xingxian thought for a moment: "Depending on his study environment and living environment... he might go to school without saying hello."

"We meet on Friday, but he doesn't necessarily go to City A on Friday. He will definitely go to school, and if we can talk, he may come to visit our house. In short, take it easy." Fu Hong knocked on the table, "You The state is not right recently, adjust. In the first few days of this week, you put on a sullen face all day long, as if someone owes you, and I want to kick you when I see you."

Fu Xingxian: ...

"As a result, when we came back on Friday, the two of us slept like pigs in the car, and you hugged Wen Jing and didn't let go, and asked me to break you two apart." Fu Hong's expression was indescribable.

Fu Xingxian pursed his lips, his face tensed, but his ears were blushing.

"And today," Fu Hong pointed to the medical examination report in his hand, "I read all the forms you both filled out, and Dr. Sun even adjusted the monitoring in the reception room to me, it's so sticky..."

Fu Xingxian was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head.

"It's okay to like him, but you have to bear it. If you can't bear it, you will make trouble." Fu Hong frowned, "Isn't it good before? Why is it like this recently?"

Fu Xingxian: ...

Fu Hong sighed: "Okay, I know it's a problem of pheromone dependence. But if you look at Wenjing's form, why did he... oh, this is his privacy, so I can't say it."

"I know you are holding back very hard, but you are still young and have a long way to go, there is no need to confirm your partner so early... By the way, does Wen Jing like you?"

Fu Xingxian's voice was very low: "I don't know."

Fu Hong choked: "...the fit rate is more than 90%! The two of you have stayed together for so long, and even hugged each other to sleep, so you still don't know!"

His son, the president of the student union, is still a school grassroots, and he is always the first in his grade. How could he fail like this.

Fu Xingxian lowered his eyes, turned a few pages of the report, and handed it to his father.

Fu Hong took it: "Why?"

Fu Xingxian poked the paper.

A guess was written at the place he pointed to: There are two people who often appear in Wen Jingmeng.It is suspected that the blood test result was A when he was young, but it was affected by another person's pheromone, and finally differentiated into O.

It means that there may be more than one person who has a high degree of compatibility with him.

Fu Xingxian: "It's written very clearly, you didn't read it seriously."

Fu Hong: "... who is this person?"

Fu Xingxian: "He has been looking for it, but he couldn't find it."

Fu Hong raised his head and looked at him: "If you are dependent on human pheromones, and you still can't beat your rival in love, don't call him my son in the future."

……

Fu Xingxian cleared his throat: "I didn't say I liked him."

Fu Hong threw the report on the table and waved at him: "Okay, okay, you didn't say it, go out. Make two forms today, one to record sleep and dreams, and the other to record time spent together. Show me when you're done. .”

Fu Xingxian responded and went out.

After returning to his room, he sent a message to Dr. Sun: "How many AOs in city A have the same pheromone smell as mine? Can you check?"

Dr. Sun didn't reply for a while, and the phone was silent.

Fu Xingxian threw the phone aside, fell on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

If there really is an A with the same pheromones as his, what do they think of their pheromones?

Will there be someone like him who cannot...accept his own taste?

In the activity room downstairs, Wen Jing and Song Huiran sat on the carpet together, playing with Fu Le.

After playing for a while, Wen Jing couldn't hold back, and asked, "Auntie, what did you want to tell me just now?"

You won't have to educate him again.

"I haven't thought about what to say just now." Song Huiran rubbed Lele's head, "Actually, I want to ask you to take care of my son."

Wen Jing was confused: "Lele? How to take care of him? Teach him programming?"

"He's only three years old hahahaha!" Song Huiran was overjoyed, "Where did you go, it's Xingxian."

Wen Jing scratched his head: "It's fine if my brother doesn't take care of me, how can I take care of him."

Song Huiran let out a breath: "He looks fine, that's why I'm worried."

Wen Jing:?

"He looks very assertive and purposeful, but in fact... I can't see what he wants."

Wen Jing tilted his head: "Want a good resume, and go to a good university in the future?"

"This is what his father asked of him. He usually doesn't say what he wants. Born in a family like ours, he looks glamorous, but the burden is quite heavy. Now he is the only one in the Fu family. The company must be handed over to him, his grandfather and father are very strict with him."

Fu Le accidentally knocked down the building block and cried.Song Huiran coaxed him a few words and continued.

"Actually, he was not like this when he was a child. He had a cousin who was excellent at first, but died of alcohol poisoning a few years ago. Later, Xing Xian began to imitate his father with a sullen face, probably because he felt a lot of pressure. We are afraid that he will work too hard and give birth to such a little thing..."

Song Huiran pinched Fu Lezhi's face, but Lele waved it away.

"Mom hates it!" Xiao Budian stood up and turned his back to his mother, and continued to build blocks.

Song Huiran smiled: "But I don't know if I can help him share it. At least it seems that it won't be useful for more than ten years."

"I don't know what you guys said about him in school. I think he's too serious. He also said that he doesn't want to get married in the future, and the family property will be left to his younger brother. I don't know if it's some kind of brother fighting for power."

Wen Jing paused: "He has an uncle?"

"Well, I fell ill and passed away a few years ago... don't talk about such heavy topics." Song Huiran patted Wen Jing on the shoulder, "Xing Xian never said what he likes or wants, just like his father in the company , always with a straight face. That is, after meeting you, I feel that he has changed a bit. "

Wen Jing was a little embarrassed, and quickly dismissed the blame: "Is it the relationship of pheromone dependence?"

Song Huiran: "It should be. The current situation seems a bit difficult to deal with, but I hope you can help me, see if you can let him open up, just say what you have to say, don't hold back your thoughts."

Wen Jing rubbed his fingers: "I don't think he's always holding back?"

"Huh?" Song Huiran looked at him and found that there was a shyness on his face.

Fu Le was still moaning and building blocks, with his little butt facing this way.

Song Huiran leaned into Wen Jing's ear and asked in a low voice, "Did he confess to you?"

"No no no no no!" Wen Jing blushed from head to toe, "How is it possible!"

Song Huiran: "Then what did you mean just now?"

Wen Jing: ...

Song Huiran covered her mouth, her eyes were filled with the meaning of watching the show: "Sure enough, I confessed."

Wen Jing shook his head desperately: "No! He just said something... Missed me, wanted a hug or something like that."

His voice became softer and his head buried lower and lower.

"No confession? Just like this?" Song Huiran clasped her hands, "And what about you? What did you say?"

Wen Jing was silent.

"Oh, you said yes."

……

The magnitude of the smell is very small, and it is impossible to see it unless you look carefully.

Song Huiran raised his forehead: "...As expected of his father's son, he is very good at taking advantage."

This sentence seems to contain a lot of information, but Wen Jing didn't bother to gossip: "Auntie, my brother..."

Song Huiran shook his head: "He's still called brother. Sigh... It seems that he is out of action."

Wen Jing: ...

Song Huiran: "I've always been worried about him. It seems that everything is done perfectly, but you know that perfection has a price. I'm so tense all day long, I don't say anything, I don't say anything, I'm afraid of him Go bald early in life."

Wen Jing: ...

Song Huiran: "If it's possible, can you please chat with him more if you have nothing to do, and let him relax, can you? I've seen that you and him have a good relationship over the years. He doesn't respond to other peers unless there is What to do."

Wen Jing thought about it, and it seemed to be the case.

He nodded: "Well, yes."

Song Huiran: "But if you don't like him, don't put yourself in it. Your uncle has already contacted experts. It shouldn't be a big problem to cure pheromone dependence."

Wen Jing whispered: "Hmm."

Song Huiran: "Also, although Xing Xian usually doesn't talk about his own thoughts, he will secretly make plans when he has a goal, and use a little cleverness to make others think that what he does is very reasonable. Don't be fooled by him."

Wen Jing thought about it, why does it feel like... I have seen it before?

The boy turned his head, squinted at the carpet next to him, bit his rosy lips, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Huiran oops: "Why are you so cute, can Auntie give you a hug?"

Wen Jing: ...

The two played with Fu Le for a while, and the kid was sleepy and was about to go to bed.

The three of them left the activity room together. Before entering the bedroom, Song Huiran clenched his fists and said cheers to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing also clenched his fists: "Auntie, don't worry, I will protect my brother's hair!"

Song Hyeran: Pfft~

Fu Le only waved his fist: "Protect my brother's hair!"

According to Fu Hong's request, the two of them were not allowed to rush through the door at night.Wen Jing looked up at the surveillance cameras in the corridor, and went straight back to the room.

There will be a mock exam next week and homework on the weekend.He brushed the questions for a while, and sent Fu Xingxian a good night.

Living under the same roof, you still have to say good night with your mobile phone, emmm...

After washing up, the phone just vibrated.

After watching Fu Xingxian's good night, he twitched his mouth and went to bed to close his eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because he played too many games during the day when he was in the hospital and in the car. When Wen Jing closed his eyes, he always saw a lot of strange cartoon monsters eating carrots along the winding path.

After lying down for a while, I lost consciousness and fell asleep.

As a result, the dream was still the same scene.

Wen Jing stared at the end of the maze, looking at the thing with long eyes and shaking his head, and found that it was a Q version... Ding Ding.

The little monsters are still grotesque, but they all hold big scissors in their hands, rushing towards the finish line with their teeth and claws open.

Wen Jing hesitated for a moment, and placed a turret, but it was too late, and some little monsters had already rushed over.

They raised their knives and fell, Ding Ding groaned a few times, and became torn apart.

Bright red cartoon blood flowed down from the top of the screen, dyeing the entire screen red. Fu Xingxian's face rose from the blood, his eyes darkened.

He said: Wen Jing, do you want me to die?

Wen Jing trembled, and quickly clicked to restart.

In the second level, he put a lot of turrets!

The turrets crazily shouted "Defend Fu Xingxian", and kept firing shells at the little monsters.

Everything seemed to be going well, and the number of little monsters was getting smaller and smaller, until Wen Jing suddenly noticed that the number in the lower left corner turned red.

?Why is there a countdown here?

3, 2, 1, 0...gameover.

This time Fu Xingxian's face didn't show up, Dr. Sun pushed open the door of the operating room and came out: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best, but this penis was delivered too late, and we can't pick it up anymore."

Come again!

……

Wen Jing was woken up by the alarm clock the next day, feeling as if he had never rested at all, and was extremely tired all over.

He stared at the ceiling in thought.

Why can't the dick-cut stalk in the physiology class be passed? ? ?

What kind of scary thing did the teacher put.

The phone vibrated and he turned on the screen.

Fu Xingxian: "Today, I will record my dreams and sleep conditions. When you wake up, recall them. Don't forget to write them down later."

Wen Jing: ...

He certainly won't forget it, but he may still not be able to write it.

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