After installing O, I was arched by Beta

Shang Mu was a little happy. After arriving home at night, for the first time, he did not start studying immediately, but chatted with Ji Zhengchu in the group.

[It's Brother Mu, not Mu Mu: @Ji Zhengchu, Lu Fan said, he came from the courtyard to accompany me this morning! 】

[Ji Zhengchu: Then you and I go to the autism home?Have you filled out the form?I filled it out. 】

[Bu Xinglang: excuseme?Lu Fan said he wanted to accompany you?Are you sure you're not dreaming?Please be sober. 】

Shang Mu sat in front of the desk and touched his nose guiltily.

At that time in the classroom, the two had some stalemate.

After Lu Fan finished asking that sentence, he didn't speak any more.

Shang Mu could only defend himself quietly.

"In the whole school, I only know you and Ji Zhengchu. It's normal for me to pester you a little bit... I think it's normal. Hina, what's the plot of the chick." That's what he said at the time.

But the boy raised his eyebrows, asked the word "oh", and said, "Chicken?"

Shang Mu: "It's just a metaphor..."

Lu Fan: "Oh."

The scene was awkward.

Finally, the boy sighed softly and said, "I'm in the shelter for children with autism this morning, you and Ji Zhengchu can fill in this."

The concessions are extremely obvious.

At this time, at the desk.

Facing the screen of the phone, Shang Mu licked out two pointed baby teeth.

Although Lu Fan didn't exactly point out that he was with him at the time, but!This person even made a special trip to the autism home, wasn't it just to accompany him!

hehehe...

I like the feeling of being pampered.

"Om..."

The phone beeps again.

It was a message from Ji Zhengchu.

[Ji Zhengchu: Mu Mu, I've filled it out!On Friday, everyone will disband freely at the gate of the orphanage, and we will meet then! 】

Shang Mu licked his lips and typed into the phone:

[It's Brother Mu, not Mu Mu: Chu Zi, I have an immature idea. 】

[Ji Zhengchu. 】

[Ji Zhengchu: Then I have a little premonition...]

[It's Brother Mu, not Mu Mu: I'm planning to go quietly with him in the afternoon!I also have to fill in two colleges. Whether I can pass the assessment depends on my ability. How about it? 】

【Ji Zhengchu:...】

Shang Mu happily ticked off the two options of "Asylum for Autistic Children" and "Hospice for Hospice".

He was extremely proud in his heart: "I'm so smart."

Before he could raise his tail, he received a call from his cousin.

The three words "Song Qingyun" are displayed on the mobile phone in a big way, and there is also a serious face.

——Shang Muben——

Can have a shake.

Then, tremblingly, he picked up the phone.

A deep voice came out of the receiver: "Mu Mu."

Shang Mu hastily replied, "Eh?...Eh bro."

"Is your father there?"

Shang Mu opened the bedroom door on tiptoe, the sound of cracking melon seeds came from the living room, and there was the fierce shouting on the TV.

"Second Battalion Commander, where's your fucking Italian cannon? Pull it up for me!"

"Call me, aim directly, and bang!"

The sound is very low, but the passionate background music still makes people excited.

Shang Mu closed the door cautiously, and said, "I don't have much work today, I'm watching the bright sword in the living room."

Song Qingyun on the other end of the phone paused for a moment before saying: "Ji Zhengchu said that you were fascinated by that man named Lu Fan and wanted to chase him to the hospice. I don't care what Zhengchu said, I just want to hear Listen to your reasons."

The voice came through the phone, with a faint electrical sound.

Shang Mu couldn't help gripping the phone tightly.

On the bluestone road outside the window, there was the sound of bicycle wheels turning.

There was a faint sound of music coming from the crack of the door.

Only the boy in the room was silent, not saying a word.

"Mumu?" Song Qingyun couldn't help asking again.

Shang Mu coughed softly, and said hoarsely: "I think it should be very meaningful."

A soft sigh came from the other side of the receiver.

"Mu Mu, this matter is really meaningful, but you are only 17 years old now. It is one thing to hear about some things, but another thing to face them directly."

"You are still young, and you have plenty of time to grow up. What kind of age, what kind of things are you facing. I think you can take your time and don't worry."

Song Qingyun spoke slowly and in a gentle tone.He couldn't hear Shang Mu's response, and he didn't rush to urge him, but just waited patiently.

The two held their mobile phones and were silent for a long time.

Dad's footsteps came from the living room, and the background sound of the TV was quietly turned off.

Shang Mu sniffed and whispered, "Brother, but I want to know now."

"I want to know what those people who are about to die are thinking about. Do they have any concerns? Do they feel regretful when they leave like this?"

The boy kept talking to the phone.

Song Qingyun took a long breath, and then let out a low sigh.

"Mu Mu..."

Shang Mu: "I know, in the third year of junior high school, I made you worry. This time, I will try my best to do well."

Feeling that the topic was too heavy and depressing, he changed it to a relaxed one;

Tone: "Brother, don't worry. You have to pass the school's psychological assessment. You can only go after the assessment. If I can't even pass the assessment, are you worrying for nothing?"

Song Qingyun: "I see. Tell your dad, I'll go to City H this Friday and stay at your house on weekends. Have dinner with Zhengchu on Friday night. Remember to bring that Beta named Lu Fan."

As soon as he heard that Song Qingyun was coming, Shang Mu hurriedly hugged his phone to please him: "No, I really don't need to come here! Besides, Lu Fan and I don't know each other well, so you just ask him to have dinner with my brother, don't you think it's weird?"

"You two are at the same table, can I thank him for taking care of you?"

"Brother...I'm not an Omega. Your younger brother has practiced martial arts since he was a child and is physically strong. He's still an Alpha. Don't need to keep an eye on him so closely?"

Song Qingyun: "Omega is more worry-free than you."

Shang Mu: ...

"That's it, see you on Friday."

Shang Mu: "Hello? Brother, brother!"

A series of busy tones came from the receiver.

Shang Mu: ...

Throwing away the phone angrily, stomping!

"Oh my god—"

"Why do I have such a domineering elder brother—"

With his breath, he broke down in the room and "roared the dragon".

Will Lu Fan be unable to come to Taiwan at that time?

For example, "You are not good enough for my brother", or "You are causing him trouble, I hope you two can separate", or "After this meal, let's go" and so on...

The boy sitting at the table had his legs crossed on the seat, revealing two little white feet.

I can't wait to bury my whole face in the book.

Then he stood up and slapped his flushed face.

stop!enough!

What are you thinking? This is it!

Shang Mu, you can't be so ashamed!

Shang Mu really handed in the form for checking the two houses.

In the self-study class on Wednesday afternoon, the head teacher entered the classroom, knocked on his and Lu Fan's desks, and then led them out.

"You two, follow me to the school's psychological counseling room for an assessment." Zhang Kun said, leading the two of them to the teaching affairs arm opposite the teaching building.

Shang Mu thought to himself: He really reported to the hospice.

On the one hand, I couldn't stop feeling guilty.

After all, it is he himself who reports to this hospital;

It was done quietly, without saying hello to Lu Fan at all.

At this time, Shang Mu was walking side by side with Lu Fan, his dark eyes could not stop sneaking to the side.

"Is he angry?"

"You haven't spoken to me since just now."

"At the beginning, he stopped me so seriously, and even compromised that he would accompany me in the morning, but I turned around and changed the report."

"Ah, I'm so scumbag..."

Shang Mu's heart was in a mess, up and down.

All kinds of weird sounds almost became a barrage floating in his head.

The more I think about it, the more I feel guilty, and the more I think about it, the more scared I become.

What should I do, will Lu Fan be angry?

After finally getting to the psychological counseling room, Zhang Kun gave them a few words and then went back to the teaching building.

Lu Fan stepped in familiarly, let alone a word from Monk Mu, and didn't even look at him.

Seeing that Lu Fan had stepped half of his foot into the gate, Shang Mu quickly grabbed his elbow.

"Lu... Lu Fan..." he whispered.

The person caught by him stepped back after turning his feet.

Lu Fan was much taller than Shang Mu, and he only took one step forward, covering Shang Mu in the shadow.

"Do you have to come with me?"

The cold boy spoke in a low voice, with a strong sense of oppression all over his body.

Shang Mu lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him. Now when he heard the question, his ears turned red.

"Nor...not at all, that's right, I hooked the two casually, and I didn't know you were there too..." He stumblingly replied.

Well, that's right...

Even though he was in a panic, he was still stubborn.

It was just that he had just finished speaking a sentence, and before he had time to finish the rest of the long draft, he heard a low "Huh?" from above his head, which shocked him.

Shang Mu: ...

Yes, kind of A...

The words Bu Xinglang said back then floated in his head: I suspect he is pretending.

Shang Mu was suddenly frightened: What if this person is also an A!

Just as he was thinking wildly, the man's plain white wristband suddenly floated in front of his eyes.

In the next second, the man's jaw was gently hooked and lifted up.

"Do you dare to do it or not? Shang Mu classmate?"

Shang Mu was forced to raise his head. If it had been someone else, he would have punched him long ago to let him know how powerful Grandpa Mu is.

But now in front of him is Lu Fan...

It's the person he's scheming and would rather pretend to be a sweet little O to get close to.

Therefore, he just grasped the man's wrist reflexively, and quickly relaxed his strength soberly.

Like a ferocious tiger, with its sharp claws withdrawn, it becomes a harmless kitten.

The white and clean boy lightly touched Lu Fan's wrist with his fingertips, like a tickling kitten.

The place where the skin meets is soft and itchy.

"You said this isn't suitable for me, so I'll come over and evaluate whether it's suitable for me..."

As Shang Mu said, his jet-black eyes looked around wildly, and his eyelashes were thick and long, like the wings of a small butterfly, fluttering around.

"I'm still young, you know, the rebellion of adolescence..." He said weakly.

After the words fell, the corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, and he let out a shallow laugh.

Lu Fan: "Well, the rebellious period."

Shangmu:

This time not only the ears were red, but also the cheeks were flushed and moist.Together with the skin of the neck, it also appeared a light pink.

He couldn't even speak quickly: "I, I'm only 17 years old! I'm not yet an adult, why, why can't I be rebellious!"

Lu Fan: "Tsk, I see, a 17-year-old rebellious kid."

His complexion is soft and his eyes are playful.