why are you pretending to be B

In all fairness, Liang Song's request is actually quite normal.He was originally younger than Su Lesheng, so if he wasn't called elder brother, could he be called younger brother?

And when they were young, the family was still living well. Su Lesheng also pestered Su Lan to ask when he would give birth to a younger brother or younger sister.

No matter from which angle, Su Lesheng has no reason to reject Liang Song's request.But he just felt ashamed, an inexplicable shame.His ears felt hot for a while, and he bit the chopsticks absently, leaving a circle of thin tooth marks on the poor bamboo chopsticks.

"is it not OK?"

Seeing that Su Lesheng was silent, Liang Song lowered his eyes and pursed his lips: "If it's not possible, forget it, don't worry about it. I just think you take care of me everywhere, so I want to..."

[Call if you want, it's not like you haven't called before. 】

Su Lesheng couldn't help interrupting Liang Song.He found that he could not see Liang Song's wronged or unhappy appearance more and more, and whenever this happened, he would surrender.

"Really? Then I called."

Liang Song put down the bowl in his hand, approached Su Lesheng with a smile, and called carefully and respectfully: "Brother."

When the warm breath came, Su Lesheng almost threw the bowl in his hand to the ground.

It's true that Liang Song never called Su Lesheng "Brother" before, but there was never a time like this one that made him feel numb from his ears to his heart, and even the fingertips holding the bowl were numb.

This is too abnormal, Su Lesheng panicked a little.Just when the tea in his cup had run out, he hurriedly got up to fetch the cup for refill, but his foot tripped on the chair leg.

"careful!"

Liang Song quickly grabbed Su Lesheng's wrist and pulled it in his direction.

Su Lesheng exclaimed silently, and fell into a warm embrace with a slight sense of weightlessness.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the historic chair under Liang Song had endured the force it shouldn't have, and he groaned weakly.And because of inertia, he was sitting on Liang Song's lap in a very...indescribable posture.

The distance between them is too close, almost nose to nose.Those dark and deep eyes were close at hand, and Su Lesheng could see his panicked reflection.

He belatedly realized that his right hand was pressing on Liang Song's chest.Despite the two layers of clothing, the tactile sensation of firm muscles and a strong heartbeat is still so vivid that it makes his palms itch.

Su Lesheng suddenly felt dry mouth for no reason.He unconsciously licked his lips, and noticed that the woody aroma at the end of his nose suddenly became thicker, as if brewed into wine, which made him dizzy.

None of the perfumes smell off-key.

This is what pheromones smell like.

Without warning and inappropriately, this thought appeared in Su Lesheng's mind again.

Fragment-like memories are suddenly connected in series.Su Lesheng thought, what he smelled in the boxing ring the day he really split up, could it also be the smell of Liang Song?

When Yin Jiashu and Lu Mao got angry at Liang Song, they turned pale as if they had seen a ghost, were they also suppressed by his pheromone?

But that doesn't make sense.Because when he got home, Liang Song had just woken up in the corridor; not to mention that neither Yin Jiashu nor Lu Mao seemed to have mentioned any word related to "pheromone".

If they were suppressed by pheromone, they should be able to smell each other.

A mess of clues twisted in Su Lesheng's mind, turning into an even bigger mystery.Unexpectedly, his hand climbed up Liang Song's chest and reached for the back of his neck.

The wrist was suddenly held by Liang Song.

"Su Lesheng."

Liang Song's voice was so low that Su Lesheng had never heard before, so low that Su Lesheng's heart trembled dangerously.He raised his eyes, and fell into the inexplicable darkness in Liang Song's eyes.

Su Lesheng finally realized how inappropriate his actions were. He pushed Liang Song away as if he had been burned and stood up, lowering his head and making sign language messily.

【sorry. 】

"fine."

It took Liang Song a while to respond.The hoarseness in his voice has not gone away, adding a bit of embarrassing heat to the cool air in the early spring night.

It was so embarrassing, Su Lesheng could almost hear his heart beating too fast.He hoped that Liang Song could say something to ease the atmosphere, and cover up his rash and reckless behavior just now.But he waited for a long time, only waiting for Liang Song to say: "I'll go first."

Is this gone?Su Lesheng couldn't help but glance at Liang Song.In fact, it was past ten o'clock at night, and it was perfectly normal for Liang Song to leave.But the timing of these words was so "appropriate", Su Lesheng had to wonder if Liang Song was angry?

Su Lesheng was at a loss for a moment, but when he realized it, he had already nodded.

So Liang Song's figure disappeared outside the door.When the room became quiet again, a flood of chaotic thoughts finally rushed into Su Lesheng's mind.

Regardless of gender, the nape of the neck is indeed a very personal area.Su Lesheng performed a gender switch in his mind. If an Alpha or Beta casually touches the back of someone's neck, it is basically a certain sexual harassment.

So it's normal for Liang Song to be angry.

No, but he also touched his waist, and he didn't say anything at that time.

But that was agreed, and it was for the medicine, which was completely different from his indiscriminate behavior just now.

In Su Lesheng's mind, there seemed to be two villains fighting back and forth, neither of them could convince the other.Finally, after going through a lot of hardships, the two finally reached a consensus.

In order not to make Liang Song feel that he is "that" person, he needs to send an apology to the other party on WeChat, and explain that his actions just now have no other meaning, so don't think too much about it.

But it seems embarrassing to send a special WeChat account for this matter, and it's a little bit 300 taels of silver here.What if Liang Song almost forgot about this at first, but he remembered it again after being "reminded" by him?

Su Lesheng's brain was completely out of order.He sat back on the chair sullenly, looked at the still warm leftovers in front of him, and suddenly felt the phone in his pocket vibrate one after another.

There were dozens of text messages from unfamiliar mobile numbers, all of which were blocked without exception, and the messages were only three short words: Pay back the money! ! !

It seemed that he had fallen from a still warm dream into reality in an instant, Su Lesheng closed his eyes and sighed.

He clicked on the WeChat dialog box with Lao Ba, wrote and deleted the sentence "Is there any work recently", but still didn't send it out.

Under the darkness of night, Liang Song sat under the dim light in the basement opposite Su Lesheng's house, and lit a cigarette.

The cigarette burned for a long time, long enough for him to sort things out.Including my deeper and deeper understanding and appreciation for Su Lesheng, as well as the almost uncontrollable impulse in my heart when the other party's hand almost touched just now.

There is no way to escape, Liang Song knows exactly what this means.

It was his miscalculation, Su Lesheng knew how to make him move better than anyone else.It's almost like a talent for no reason and without rules.

Liang Song hates things that have no rules to follow.Strong anxiety grew in his heart, even though he believed that he would not be easily trapped by love, and Su Lesheng's house had been basically searched by him, leaving only the iron box under the bed.As long as he finds out what's inside and whether there is any evidence related to Su Lan's whereabouts, he can escape completely, and then Su Lesheng will make a difference.

But before that, he wanted to do something for Su Lesheng.Liang Song called Zhang Peng.

"Hello? Brother." Zhang Peng's voice was muffled, as if he had fallen asleep and was woken up again.

"Think of a way to take care of the boxing ring. Don't arrange Su Lesheng to compete recently."

Zhang Peng said "ah", as if he couldn't believe his ears: "Okay brother, I will do it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow I will credit [-] to your card."

"Brother, what are you..." Zhang Peng really panicked now, his voice became unsteady, "You don't get paid for nothing, brother, do you want me to do something? It's too dangerous and I can't do it. I have an old child and a young child, and there is an immature stray dog ​​at home..."

"Not for you."

"Oh." Zhang Peng heaved a sigh of relief.

"Take it as the money Su Le survived, and you will get the cut." The air in the basement was already stuffy, and the smell of cigarettes made it even more suffocating.Liang Song stood up and opened the door to let some fresh air flow in, then closed it again, "Keep your mouth shut, I don't need to remind you of this."

"Okay bro."

Zhang Peng seemed hesitant to speak, but after thinking about it, he still didn't take the initiative to touch the bad luck: "Go to bed early."

"En." Liang Song hung up the phone, rubbed his brows that were tense, and clicked on the dialog box with Cai Yong.

The other party sent him a WeChat message a few minutes ago, telling him that there would be another punch in two days.This time the "quality" of Omega is very good, if he comes, I will keep it for him.

Liang Song replied with a simple "come". When he closed his eyes, the scene he saw in the room on the third floor of the boxing ring could not be restrained.

He injected the pink potion into the blue veins in the pale and thin Omega's arm, and watched the other party become a slave captured by desire and instinct in just a few minutes.

If his conjecture is correct, then my sister was also treated with such a potion back then...

Liang Song clenched his fists.He took out the silver pendant from his arms, held it tightly in his hand, and suddenly recalled the divergent topic raised by the civil law teacher before, "Doing actions that hurt others for the sake of so-called 'justice' can still be regarded as justice." ?"

Liang Song did not have an answer to this issue after much thought and meditation at the time, and it is still the same now.

Holding the pendant, Liang Song raised his hand to caress the letter embroidered on the sleeve. The slightly raised hand felt like a gentle response to him, which slightly relieved the dryness in his heart.

March will be over soon.The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Everyone took off their heavy school uniform jackets and put on long-sleeved white shirts issued by the school.

After what happened that night, Su Lesheng didn't dare to talk to Liang Song in private for several days, let alone when he was in school.Seeing this, Liang Song didn't even take the initiative to come to him.

It seemed that Liang Song was really angry. Su Lesheng, who realized this, became more and more uneasy, but he couldn't find any reason or opportunity to draw the distance between himself and Liang Song.At a loss, he began to think wildly, if he and Liang Song would never communicate with each other because of this trivial matter...

"Lesheng, Lesheng...are you listening?"

The sound of "March of Athletes" echoed on the path leading to the playground, Jiang Hao nudged Su Lesheng lightly with his elbow: "Why are you looking so serious?"

【No. 】

Su Lesheng looked away from Liang Song's back not far away with a guilty conscience.

【What did you just say? 】

"What's wrong with you recently? You've always been out of your mind." Jiang Hao looked confusedly at the direction Su Lesheng was staring at not long ago, but he saw nothing but the backs of his classmates, "Did you know that Jia Yaoxiong has transferred to another school."

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感谢在2021-09-2718:54:54~2021-09-2819:33:56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 threw the grenade: hyeyi.1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!