Are my pheromones delicious?

Yu Xing was sitting in the co-pilot, his hands shaking so much that he couldn't hold the phone.

The car stopped at a red light, Ye Yang took the phone from Yu Xing's hand, and called inside: "Yangyang?"

Immediately, Yu Yang's crying voice came out from the phone: "Brother! Is it brother!"

"Well, my brother will be here soon, don't hang up." Ye Yang didn't correct me, and Yu Yang couldn't tell if it was his brother at this moment, "Has mom returned to the room?"

Yu Yang let out a "hmm" and stopped talking.

When the green light came on, Ye Yang put the phone on his lap and turned on the speakerphone, and kept comforting Yu Yang.

Gradually, the depressive crying stopped coming from the mobile phone, and it became a soothing and peaceful breathing.

Ye Yang tried to call: "Yangyang? Are you asleep?"

Yu Yang did not respond.

Ye Yang called a few more times, and hung up the phone only after making sure that Yu Yang was asleep.He looked at Yu Xing in the rearview mirror, and he was spotted after just two glances.

Yu Xing gave him an ugly smile: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Ye Yang didn't look at the rearview mirror any more, but reached out and shook Yu Xing's cold and wet hand vigorously.

"Not afraid."

When Yu Yang cried and said that his father beat his mother again, Yu Xing panicked immediately, and almost fell down when his eyes were dark.

Yu Zhenqing has a tendency to domestic violence, he had vaguely guessed it before.

But this was the first time I heard my younger brother cry so heartbreakingly, and the headache he had just relieved came back to his old ways.

Ye Yang quickly supported him, and quickly frowned.He couldn't hear what was said on the phone, he could only see Yu Xing's face gradually turning pale.

Yu Yang had just left them for three hours.

When I went back, I said that my father was not at home, and I didn't know if I had dinner.

In the afternoon, the carefree child chasing the kite seemed to be not him. The unbearable crying came through the phone, and he could hear it two or three meters away.

He didn't know much about what happened to Yu Xing's family in recent years, so he didn't know why Yu Xing had such a sudden reaction.

All he can do is to touch Yu Xing's hand in silence, and drive him back to Yu Yang's house in silence.

While worried, he was also thankful, fortunately, he was here, fortunately, it was him.

What if Yu Xing has no one to accompany him?

His trembling hand will not be held by anyone.

Yu Xing did not let Ye

Yang followed up and continued to watch his family ugliness.Along the way, Ye Yang comforted Yu Yang on the phone, but he knew that he was also comforting him.

So now he is much calmer than when he first received the call.

He told himself in his heart, no matter what he saw or heard for a while, don't think too much about it.

none of my business.none of my business.

It's their family's business.I just came to help Yu Yang.

He wiped the sweat off his chin and took a long breath.

none of my business.

"...Yangyang?"

The door was ajar, it was he who asked Yu Yang to open it downstairs just now.But now Yu Yang is not at the door, Yu Xing frowned.

"Here it is!" Yu Yang ran out from the back room and whispered, "Mom just wanted to drink water, I'm going to pour it."

Yu Xing responded and asked, "Where's Dad?"

Yu Yang lowered his head and did not speak.

"When did you leave? Do you know where you went?"

"I don't know..." Yu Yang looked as if he was about to cry again, so Yu Xing quickly knelt down and rubbed the back of his head.

"Don't cry Yangyang, don't be afraid, brother is here."

Yu Yang pursed his lips and was about to speak, when there was a crisp sound of broken glass at the end of the corridor.

Yu Xing was startled, and hurriedly stood up and held down his younger brother who was also frightened, and said, "You stay here, I'll go and have a look."

Yu Xing knocked on the bedroom door, didn't take a step immediately, but stood still and pushed the door open, poked his head in: "Need me...can I help?"

The pause in the middle was not intentional, it's because Aunt Chen's current appearance is a bit scary.

Her eyes were swollen, and her face was also swollen. It was hard to tell whether it was from crying after being beaten, or from being beaten with swollen and tearful eyes.

This is not what he should see.

Yu Xing lowered his head and saw a few pieces of broken glass scattered on the ground, and a small puddle of water beside it, probably because the glass he drank just now was smashed.

"I accidentally knocked it down just now." Aunt Chen's voice was hoarse, "Please, don't scratch your hand."

His tone was calm and cold, not like he had just been beaten.

Yu Xing bent down to pick up the pieces, and heard Aunt Chen say, "Why did Yang Yang ask you to come here? It's fine."

Yu Xing had been avoiding making eye contact with her, but after hearing this sentence, he finally couldn't help but look up at her.

Is this all right?

This is to say that he does not care about their family's affairs, and it is none of his business.

"Don't be brave." Yu Xing tidied up the floor and straightened up, "There is ice in the refrigerator."

block, let me apply it to you. "

"There's no ice in the fridge."

Yu Xing frowned, not knowing what she meant.

Although he didn't come back many times, he didn't know that there was an ice box in the refrigerator all the time. Aunt Chen's words made him puzzled.

But now that he has said that, it is impossible for him to go in and annoy others.

He took a rag, wrapped up the broken glass and put it at the door, and called Yu Yang over: "Go get some ice cubes from the refrigerator and apply it to mom, otherwise it will hurt."

Yu Yang said hello, walked two steps, turned back and asked him in a low voice, "Is Dr. Ye not here?"

Yu Xing was taken aback: "What is he doing here?"

"Aren't you guys dating?" Yu Yang lowered his head again and said guiltily, "I'm the one who disturbed you, I'm sorry."

...Yu Xing didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He snorted Yu Yang's head: "I don't think you are afraid now."

Yu Yang didn't laugh as he imagined, took the ice cubes and went into the house without saying a word.

Yu Xing froze on the spot. When Yu Yang left just now, he shrunk his neck. His hand touching his head was still in mid-air and he didn't take it back.

- I think I saw your dad.

- Sitting downstairs, couldn't see his face clearly, but his body was not injured.Do not worry.

Yu Xing stared at the two messages from Ye Yang for a while, then closed his eyes.

But soon he opened his eyes again.

You can't close your eyes, and you can see nightmares as soon as you close your eyes.

The figure in the nightmare was a head taller than him, pushing him into the iron fence with a blank expression, and left with a blank expression.

He was wrapped in layers of black shadows in the iron fence, it was really like a dream, but he couldn't wake up no matter what.

Yu Yang came out of Chen Hui's bedroom at some point, touched Yu Xing with his finger, and said, "Mom is asleep."

Yu Xing blinked at the floor, felt clear before he agreed, and asked what was going on.

Only then did Yu Yang tell him what happened.

Actually it wasn't a big deal, it was just that Chen Hui's dinner didn't suit Yu Zhenqing's appetite, he was not sober after drinking, and overturned the freshly prepared meal after arguing.

This kind of situation happened many times. Before, Chen Hui would complain at most before going to clean the floor, but this time, for some reason, she jumped up and slapped Yu Zhenqing.

Her slap is painless

, but how can a drunk person be so rational, so he gave her two big slaps without saying a word.

"Mom has always been irritable recently." Yu Yang sighed, "But she has never been like this..."

Yu Xing finally couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and wiped Yu Yang's face: "Are you scared?"

Yu Yang's voice was as thin as a mosquito: "...um."

Yu Xing twitched in his heart, but he couldn't say anything to comfort him, he could only touch the back of his brother's head repeatedly.

"Don't be afraid, brother is here."

The child was crying so hard that he stretched his arms and legs and struggled to get out of his embrace.

The room is very small, and things will be knocked off with a slight movement.While stroking his back, Yu Xing felt something hit his instep.

He lowered his head to pick it up. It was a children's book. It seemed to be used as a bookmark with a photo in it, and a corner was exposed.

Yu Xing glanced at Yu Yang who had gradually calmed down and lay on his shoulders, and gently pulled the photo out.

In the picture were two people he knew very well.

One is Ye Yang, and the other is him in college.

Ye Yang hasn't changed much, but subjectively he thinks Ye Yang is more handsome now; and in the photo, he smiles hundreds of times happier than now.

He had the impression that this photo was taken by Shen Xiaozhu on his birthday.He originally only wanted an ordinary group photo, but Ye Yangfei said that he would hold hands with him, and the moment the camera was pressed, he leaned over and kissed his cheek.

Yu Yang turned his head around at some point and looked at him timidly.

"I'm sorry brother..."

Although Yu Xing was puzzled, he also knew that now was not the time to get to the bottom of it, so he gently pinched his tear-stained face: "Don't talk about it."

Unexpectedly, Yu Yang still looked preoccupied: "Brother..."

"Okay, I won't blame you." Yu Xing gave him a wet wipe, "We'll talk about it later."

"No, I... I still have one thing I haven't told you." Yu Yang got off him, rummaged through the drawers of the small desk for a long time, took out something and handed it to him, "I took this away Yes, I'm sorry bro..."

Yu Xing took it over and saw that it was the necklace that he should have returned to Ye Yang after looking for it for a long time.

"Why are you here?" Yu Xing couldn't help frowning, not understanding what his younger brother was doing, "Why did you take my brother's things?"

Yu Yang pursed his mouth and was about to cry again, his voice

Yu Xing was so wronged that he couldn't bear to talk about him again: "I didn't do it on purpose, I thought it was unnecessary for my brother to throw it on the bed, so I wanted to take it back and give it to my mother... I'm sorry, Yang Yang really didn't mean it..."

"Okay, okay." Yu Xing sighed, "Just find it, and Ye Yang won't blame you."

"Don't you blame me, brother?" Yu Yang raised his head eagerly and asked.

As soon as the voice fell, the door rang.

Yu Xing suddenly became nervous, but still pulled Yu Yang out of the bedroom, and saw Yu Zhenqing staggering in.

Yu Xing swallowed, and called out with a suppressed voice, "Dad."

Yu Zhenqing rolled his eyes twice, as if trying to distinguish where the voice came from.

The moment he opened his mouth, Yu Xing smelled the wine: "What are you doing here?"

Yu Xing's pupils narrowed severely, and he opened his mouth without saying a word.

But Yu Yang dared to say anything now: "I called my brother, I'm afraid..."

Yu Zhenqing snorted through his nose: "What are you afraid of, isn't your mother not dead?"

"Dad!" Yu Xing almost broke his voice, "What are you talking about!"

Yu Yang tugged at the corner of his clothes, as if he wanted to say something, but Yu Xing's eyes were already red: "Yang Yang is still a child, how can you say such a thing?"

"I know you don't want to see me, and I don't want to come. I can ignore you and Aunt Chen, but I can't ignore Yangyang."

"If you think Yang Yang is in the way, I can take him away. You two fight as you like, and I promise not to meddle in other people's business."

After Yu Xing finished speaking in one breath, he was so nervous that he was out of breath.Yu Zhenqing, as if he didn't hear anything, took out the lighter and lit a cigarette.

There was an eerie silence in the living room, so quiet that the sound of cigarette ash falling on the ground could be heard.

After smoking a cigarette, Yu Zhenqing went straight into Yu Yang's bedroom without saying anything, and closed the door with a "bang".

Then there was the sound of locking the door.

The whole set of movements was smooth and coherent, as if this was his room, and he was used to entering this room when he came home.

"...He slept in your room?" Yu Xing remembered to ask after he was completely surprised.

"Yeah." Yu Yang lowered his head.

"Why?" Yu Xing frowned, "How long have they slept in separate rooms?"

"It's been almost half a year." Yu Yang said, "When Dad comes home, I sleep on the sofa...but I don't like to sleep on the sofa."

Yu Xing heaved a sigh of relief, he finally knew why Yu Yang

Always ran to him.

"You...how about..."

Before he finished speaking, the door that was locked just now suddenly rang again.

Yu Zhenqing stepped out from the inside with one foot, and half of his body was still huddled inside: "If you want to take him, take him away. I have a business trip next week, and your aunt is also busy."

"I……"

Just as Yu Yang was about to speak, Yu Xing stopped him and said to Yu Zhenqing, "Okay, but I have conditions."

Yu Zhenqing didn't look at him, didn't speak, but didn't go back to the house either.

"..." Yu Xing could only hold back his breath, and continued, "I will take Yu Yang away, and he can only come back when he is willing. You can't force him."

Yu Zhenqing finally gave him a look, but still didn't speak.

Yu Xing took it as his acquiescence.

Yu Yang didn't have anything to pack, he didn't even seem to want to enter his own bedroom.

"Go get some clothes." Yu Xing told him.

Yu Yang shook his head: "Dad is inside, there will be a smell."

Yu Xing froze for a moment, is it the pheromone repulsion between alphas?

But Yu Yang is not yet an adult, so he shouldn't be so sensitive to pheromones.

He re-entered Yu Yang's room with doubts, but upon entering the room, he smelled an unpleasant smell different from pheromones.

He frowned and sniffed for a long time, feeling that his brain was a little swollen, and he just wanted to go out quickly to catch his breath.

The last time we met was during Chinese New Year, he didn't even know when Yu Zhenqing started smoking.

When he closed the door, he seemed to feel that the soles of his feet were sticky, probably from the soot that fell on the ground just now.

The author has something to say: not all white powder is soot