why are you pretending to be B

There is a lot of traffic on the way to the school.Su Lesheng wolfed down the last mouthful of steamed buns, and took out the earphones rough glued with transparent glue from his pocket.

The gentle and mechanical female voice recited the English text, which slightly relieved Su Lesheng's disturbed feeling.While listening, he dodged the electric cars that were encroaching on the sidewalk. When he walked to the school gate, he suddenly heard a male voice that was doing nothing.

"Xiaoba, what's wrong with your face, are you going to perform a rap face?"

Su Lesheng pulled off the earphones, only to see three boys standing in front of them, all wearing school trousers with their trousers closed, and several rows of rivets on the collar of the school uniform.The green-haired one in the lead is a well-known thorn in the class next door, and also Yin Jiashu's buddy: "It's so early in the morning, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"

Lu Mao said, and threw a plastic bag over: "Here, I reward you with two buns."

A warm feeling hit Su Lesheng's chest.He looked down and saw the logo of the famous and time-honored Nancheng brand printed on the plastic bag.

"'Fengqing''s signature three fresh buns, haven't you tried them? I bought these two for 50 yuan... What do I do?!"

Lu Mao looked down at the steamed stuffed bun that was thrown back into his arms, and then at Su Lesheng who turned his head and left, feeling anxious.

"Hey, what do you mean?"

The green hair grabbed Su Lesheng's schoolbag strap: "Don't you be ashamed of yourself? If it wasn't for us Yin...if it wasn't for me, how many lifetimes would you be able to eat this kind of food?"

Su Lesheng really couldn't eat it.

But he doesn't need it either.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with Lumao, so he pulled back the strap of his schoolbag forcefully.

Lumao staggered a bit from being pulled, and became angry: "Fuck, what have you been eating recently? You are not weak."

He subconsciously raised his fist and waved towards Su Lesheng.

Su Lesheng's eyes froze, and he tightened his grip on the strap of his schoolbag.

"Ouch!"

In the next second, a familiar figure flashed across Su Lesheng's sight.Lumao screamed and staggered, and there was a big footprint on his buttocks.

The bun "gululu" rolled to the side and was crushed to pieces by the passing wheels.

"Fuck! Brother Yin bought it..."

The two boys beside Lumao didn't even have time to reach out to help him, and looked at the dead Baozi and exclaimed.

"Fuck, who are you!"

With great difficulty, Lvmao stood still while holding on to the roadside tree, thumped the chests of the two servants, and raised his chin to look at the person coming.

"I'm from Class [-] and [-], high school. My name is Liang Song."

Liang Song put his hands in his pockets and honestly reported his name.He was still wearing the blood-stained school uniform from last night, but fortunately the dark blue color did not show any dirt; the sleeves were not mended, and the bandages were faintly exposed. The scars on his face startled the passing girls. But she couldn't help but look back at him secretly.

Su Lesheng looked at him, and couldn't help shaking his head.

He thought Liang Song wouldn't come to class, why would he suddenly appear here?

"You are Liang Song?"

Lumao looked at the person in front of him, and sneered: "You were the one who made Brother Yin unhappy yesterday, right? I thought you were awesome, didn't you just look a little bit like a dog?"

"Hey, are you interested in fighting us?" Lu Mao's younger brother also looked at Liang Song, "Because you are a Beta, we will let you do three tricks."

"No."

"Why, look down on us?"

"No." Liang Song explained solemnly, only then did Su Lesheng realize that his voice was a little hoarse, and seemed to have a bit of a nasal tone, "This is the school gate, and those who fight will be punished."

"Heh." Lu Mao laughed angrily, "If we can't do it at the school gate, we'll go on the street. Why are you pretending to be a good student in front of your father?"

He threw his fist at Liang Song's face, and the pheromones burst out unconsciously.

Then he froze in place with a pale face.

"Brother Lu, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that the situation was not right, the two boys at the side rushed forward, "Are you feeling unwell?"

No.

This feeling is too weird, as if all the pheromones in my body have been rubbed and stuffed back into my body by an invisible big hand, unable to rush out or dissipate, they are scurrying around in my body sullenly.The green hair's first reaction was that Liang Song had done something to him, but when he looked up, Liang Song's expression was more innocent and confused than the two younger brothers beside him.

Damn, he won't run into ghosts in broad daylight, right?

The hero does not suffer from the immediate loss, and the green hair decides to withdraw.

"I, I, I remembered that I haven't finished my homework yet, accompany me back to do my homework!"

When the two brothers asked "When did you do your homework", Lumao dragged them and ran away without a trace.

...and leave now?

Su Lesheng looked at the direction in which the three disappeared, and frowned in confusion.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A cough brought back Su Lesheng's thoughts, he turned his head and saw Liang Song's shoulders undulating slightly.His broad back was arched, as if trying to suppress the uncomfortable feeling.

What's up with him?

Before Su Lesheng could ask, Liang Song's body staggered in his direction.

Before he had time to think, he subconsciously reached out to support Liang Song's back.

A scalding temperature and slightly damp sweat spread to the palm, Su Lesheng's heart skipped a beat, and he withdrew his hand abruptly.

【you are sick? 】

Su Lesheng walked up to Liang Song and asked.Only then did he realize that Liang Song's face was abnormally pale, his eye sockets were deeper than usual, and he looked extraordinarily tired.

"It's probably because I coughed and coughed last night... I caught a cold." Liang Song coughed a few more times as he spoke, "It's okay, don't worry about me, you can go to school."

【how about you? 】Su Lesheng asked subconsciously.

"There is something at home, I asked the teacher for leave." Liang Song turned around with a smile, a trace of unwillingness flashed imperceptibly in his eyes, like a predator watching its prey break free from its claws.

Because the suppression sticker perfectly covered up all the sweet jasmine fragrance on Su Lesheng's body, he couldn't smell anything.

"Just passing by, I'm relieved to see that you're okay."

【etc. 】Su Lesheng stopped Liang Song.

[Go and buy some medicine yourself. 】

He pointed to the pharmacy across from the school.As an opening bonus, you can enjoy discounts without medical insurance.

"No need, I can take this minor illness." The wind was a little strong in the morning, Liang Song closed the front of his school uniform, "Thank you."

【no need thank me? 】

"Thank you for caring about me."

He obviously didn't do anything, so can this be regarded as caring?

Su Lesheng looked at the pharmacy, and then at Liang Song. For some reason, the image of the other party nestling on the bench suddenly appeared in front of him.

Poor, like a stray animal.

It was really cold last night, if he hadn't been kicked out by himself, Liang Song wouldn't have caught a cold.

A few minutes later, Su Lesheng was sitting in the classroom, looking at the friends he had just added on WeChat, feeling extremely complicated.

L: [picture]

L: Thank you brother for your concern.

It can't be said that he confusedly allocated half of the money left on hand to buy cold medicine for Liang Song, and the other party even took a photo and sent it over, or it was more important for Liang Song to call himself "brother" It made Su Lesheng feel awkward.What is even more unbelievable is that he actually agreed to Liang Song's request to add WeChat.

Because Liang Song said, "I don't have much money on hand now, add a WeChat and send it to you later."

Then Su Lesheng agreed in a strange way.

It's too late to regret now.Su Lesheng looked at Liang Song's message, and wrote "Can you stop calling me brother" in the input box.

Then I thought it was strange, so I deleted it, and it took me a long time to send a "no".

He did a mental calculation, and found that including the money for the inhibitor and bandages last night, it wasn't that Liang Song wanted to pay him for the medicine, but that he still owed him ten yuan.

Su Lesheng has never liked to owe favors to others. He just wanted to tell Liang Song that he would delete each other when he collected enough money to transfer them, but Liang Song's WeChat came first.

L: [picture]

L: After you left, I stayed in the pharmacy for a while. The boss said that if you don’t take medicine for this temperature, it will be dangerous. It’s terrible.

L: Thank you.

Su Lesheng clicked on Liang Songfa's thermometer picture, 38.4 ℃.

He deleted the sentence he had just typed.

Su: Drink more water.

"Who will tell you to drink more hot water?"

Jiang Hao memorized "Red Cliff Fu" in the middle, leaned over with his head poking around, and was startled by the scar on Su Lesheng's face.

"My God, what's wrong with you?!"

"Did the rich second generation of rubbish secretly embarrass you after school last night? I'll go back and tell my dad, it's so arrogant."

[The bruises are just showing, I'm fine. 】Su Lesheng put the phone off and put it in the drawer, flipping through the book in a disguised manner.

"It's a lie again, your face is as green as a cucumber."

How can there be such an exaggeration?Su Lesheng turned on the front camera of the phone, and found that Jiang Hao's description was quite polite.

It is estimated that it is a chain reaction caused by differentiation.In Su Lesheng's impression, even if he was carried off in the boxing ring, he had never been so haggard.

This should be normal... right?Su Lesheng was a little flustered.If something happened like last night, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

Even though he no longer wanted to face the fact that he had become an Omega, Su Lesheng had no choice but to poke Jiang Hao's arm.

[Ask you something. 】

"Okay, you ask."

[When did you start to differentiate? 】

"Me?" Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, then snapped his fingers to recall, "It's just during the winter vacation, what's wrong?"

[Then you... during your menstrual period, is there anything you need to pay attention to?Like what can you do to make yourself feel better? 】

"Do something?" Jiang Hao couldn't help laughing, with an ambiguous expression of "knowing everything".

Su Lesheng doesn't know what's so funny [No, I mean]

"Oh, I understand." Jiang Hao interrupted Su Lesheng with a wave of his hands, the corners of his mouth almost grinning, "Did you fall in love with that cute little O?"

what?

Su Lesheng's mouth opened into an O shape.

"Don't play dumb with me." Jiang Hao showed an expression of "555, my baby has finally grown up", and consciously lowered his voice, "Why do you ask this if you don't like Omega? Don't let me guess Guess...it's Wu Jing? As a sister, I think she's cute."

This brain circuit is so strange that Su Lesheng finally knew why Jiang Hao failed in reading comprehension every time.

Jiang Hao, however, took Su Lesheng's silence as a kind of denial: "If it's not Wu Jing, then it's Xie Yao, but Xie Yao is from the squad leader and the others. If you like her, we might not be friends...or is it actually the class next door? of? Or else..."

"Could it be that you actually like me?"

Su Lesheng: ...

He couldn't laugh or cry, and before he could figure out how to explain this to Jiang Hao, his phone vibrated again.

It's still Liang Song's WeChat.

L: I will!

L: [Poor] Are you still suffering today?

Su: Not bad.

Su Lesheng pressed the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered something.

Su: What's the smell on you?

L: What taste?

Su: The woody scent is mixed with grapefruit, can't you smell it yourself?

L: What are you talking about?

Liang Song matched a husky laughing emoji, Su Lesheng could almost imagine his expression on the other side of the network.

L: It's just a perfume stall.

perfume?

Su Lesheng was startled when he saw Liang Song's reply.

I don't know what ingredients are in this perfume, so addictive.

Or was it that he was overwhelmed by the messy pheromone smell at that time, and he felt much better when he smelled a little bit of a good smell?

But if you think about it carefully, there should be quite a lot of perfumes with this taste.Go back to the Internet and check how much the cheapest one is, and save up next month, maybe you can buy a bottle.

After all, the feeling of being tortured by pheromones is too uncomfortable.Su Lesheng propped his forehead and looked out of the window, a dark cloud blocked the originally bright sunshine.The golden light on the leaves disappeared, and it looked lifeless.

He didn't know that in a spacious and bright flat several kilometers away, Liang Song was looking at his blank circle of friends.

There is nothing in Su Lesheng's circle of friends, let alone anything related to his mother, which is also expected by Liang Song.He pressed off the screen, and what Zheng Shuang said not long ago echoed in his ears.

"I have taught Lesheng for almost two years, and I have never heard of her mother... I usually hold parent-teacher meetings, and the other children sit with their parents, but he is always alone..."