【ABO】Pseudo Pheromones

With a face full of surprise, Jiang Juan raised his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"I'm sorry...I don't know what to say." Jiang Juan buried his head on the side of Qi Yan's neck, the tip of his nose was filled with the light fragrance of orange blossom, "I'm very happy, Brother Xiaoyan."

There were signs early in the morning, but I didn't notice it at all.

If you want to be a father, you can still call him brother.Qi Yan slandered.Want to tease the child, but hold back.

"You are still a child yourself." Qi Yan patted him on the shoulder, "I wanted to destroy it at first, but I had a cleaning operation, and the doctor said that there might be no chance again in the future. But if you don't want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Juan stopped him, "I thought about it. As long as it's with you, it's fine."

It doesn't matter what kind.

Qi Yan leaned against the man's shoulder, feeling extremely at ease in the cedar breath.

A month later, the last concert of Blank's tour ended perfectly at the stadium in the city center.

At the end of the performance, the VCR of all members of Blank from their debut to the present was played, and fans sang Blank's rare ballad "Love Poetry" together with all members.

The first snow fell and melted in the semi-open venue. When the fireworks bloomed, Jiang Juan in the center of the stage sang the last line.

"I only want to describe your eyes

Melt the barren ice field in my heart"

Three years later.

"Jiujiu, I want to eat that." Jiang Junjia passed by a vendor selling candied haws, his feet stuck to the ground, and he couldn't move.

Wen Jinyan held his nephew's hand, in a dilemma, struggling and said: "No, your father won't let me."

Jiang Junjia raised her round face, blinked her eyes, "Jiujiu, please."

Wen Jinyan covered his eyes, "I don't want to eat this!"

"Jiujiu—" Jiang Junjia burst into tears, "I'm good, I want to eat."

"......no."

A minute later, Wen Jinyan was holding the child in one arm, and the candied haws on a string of marshmallows in the other. The child was giggling happily in his arms.

"Jiujiu is delicious." Jiang Junjia pushed the sugar skewers to him.

Wen Jinyan took a bite, "Uncle, it's delicious, thank you baby."

Jiang Junjia narrowed his eyes with a smile, revealing a mouthful of uneven deciduous teeth, his face was tender and round, like jelly.

Wen Jinyan's heart melted, even if he was asked to pick the stars at this moment, he would have to go. He pressed his nephew's face and asked, "Do you like uncle?"

Jiang Junjia said in a childish voice, "Hi Fan!"

"Then what do you say when I see your father later?" Wen Jinyan asked.

"Jiujiu didn't buy candy," Jiang Junjia said vaguely, "I didn't eat it!"

Wen Jinyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You don't say we bought candy, do you understand?"

"Jiujiu didn't eat candy, Dudu promises."

As soon as Jiang Junjia got home, she rushed to Qi Yan and hugged her father's thigh.

Qi Yan squatted down and wiped the sugar residue from the corner of the child's mouth, with a gentle expression, "Don't be an example."

"It's not boring." Jiang Junjia said imitatively.

Wen Jinyan stood at the door and was caught before changing his shoes, "Sell your teammates!"

"Sell your teammates, you mud!" Dudu was picked up by Qi Yan, and he imitated Wen Jinyan with his mouth flattened.

Wearing a new red and white nightdress, Qi Yun beckoned Wen Jinyan to get a ladder from the storage room.The fir trees at home had already been surrounded with light strips, and Jiang Junjia clamored to hang the stars on the top.

As the only Alpha in the family, Wen Jinyan had to hold his nephew to hang the stars when he went to move the ladder, and it took a long time to come.He was a little desperate, "Can we celebrate the foreign festival?"

"But the foreign festival is cultural lack of self-confidence—why are you so vain?" Qi Yun raised his eyebrows, "Eat more at night and make up for it."

"As long as you don't cook, I'll be full." Wen Jinyan pinched his nephew's cheeks, "Duddu, when will your dad come back?"

"Not many." Dudu shook his head.

"Xiao Song is coming back today too." Qi Yan took out his phone and checked the time, "The driver has already picked it up, why don't you wait for Xiao Song?"

"He didn't get off the plane until nine o'clock." Wen Jinyan said, "I'll pick him up later."

When Jiang Juan entered, the house was pitch black, only the slight sound of the air conditioner, and the aroma of food was still in the air.

"Baba!" At the same time as the music played, Jiang Juan's thigh was hugged firmly.

"Surprise!" The Christmas tree lights flickered, and the family in Santa hats untied the ribbons.

Jiang Juan bent down and hugged Jiang Junjia, "Miss me?"

"Think!" Jiang Junjia rubbed the tip of his nose against Jiang Juan's face, "Father is so cold—"

Qi Yan took off the scarf and coat for Jiang Juan, and someone raised his hand into his arms and hugged him gently.

Wearing a Santa Claus beard, Wen Jinyan yelled loudly, "The parents are still here, pay attention to the impact."

Qi Yun took a selfie next to the Christmas tree without raising his head, "Don't talk nonsense, I have no objection."

Qi Yan held Jiang Juan's face and kissed it, and Dudu giggled between them.

"See no evil." Jiang Juan raised his hand to cover his son's face.

"It's not mud!" Jiang Junjia yelled.

"Stupid son." Qi Yan hugged Dudu to Wen Jinyan, "Play with uncle for a while."

"Let's go, uncle will take you to eat ice cream—" Wen Jinyan hugged Dudu to play with a small airplane, and flew to the dining table to put a bib on his nephew.

Qi Yan followed Jiang Juan upstairs to change home clothes, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Is the moon in America rounder?"

"The moon is the roundest at home." Jiang Juan lightly supported his lower back, "The professor of composition stayed with us for three more days, not next time."

"Tooting for three days, he said he missed you." Qi Yan complained a little.

"What about you?" Jiang Juan smiled.

Qi Yan put on home clothes for him, "Me too."

"Well," Jiang Juan lowered his eyes and hugged him tightly, "I miss you too."

"Jiujiu, where's dad?" Dudu obediently held his rice bowl, blinking his big eyes, "Why don't you eat?"

Wen Jinyan was ashamed.Is this the result of adults being true love and children being accidents?

"They're taking a bath, don't care about them."

"Take a bath every day..." Jiang Junjia pouted.

"Hey, eat by yourself." Qi Yun sat across from Dudu to pick up food, and looked up at the wall clock in the living room, "You should go out, don't let Xiao Song freeze at the airport."

"Jiujiu, I'll go too." Dudu tugged at the corner of Wen Jinyan's clothes and acted like a baby.

Wen Jinyan didn't want to bring a small light bulb on Christmas Eve, "Uncle won't go home, you stay home with grandma."

"Jijiu is bad!"

"Uncle will bring you a cake tomorrow!"

"Pull hook?"

"Pull the hook."

Song Lin got off the plane in a hurry.He just rushed back from a magazine shoot on the island, wearing an overly thin windbreaker, with a slender waist and long legs, walking with wind.

The assistant knew that Wen Jinyan was coming to pick him up, so he wisely left first.

Handsome Song Da was holding his pocket, and looked coldly at the "Santa Claus" with broad shoulders and narrow waist.

"Surprised or not?" Wen Jinyan pulled off his Christmas beard, "I am your Christmas gift!"

Song Lin said bluntly, "Santa Claus will pay you for mental damage after seeing you."

"It's just a copy of the clothes." Wen Jinyan smiled brightly, and opened his arms towards Song Lin, "What does Santa Claus have to do with my handsome Christmas guy?"

Song Lin reached out and hugged him.Before he had time to feel the sweetness, Wen Jinyan heard someone whispering in his ear: "Merry Christmas, fool."

"How do you spend New Year's Day?"

Dudu had already been put to sleep by Qi Yun, and Qi Yan sat beside his bed, watching Jiang Juan lower his head and kiss his son's forehead.

"How do you want to live?" Jiang Juan asked softly.

"It's cold, just stay at home."

"..." Jiang Juan pondered for a moment, "There seems to be a party."

Qi Yan also reacted, showing pain on his face, "Can't people not go to work?"

"Yes," Jiang Juan said, "you support me."

When Song Lin and Wen Jinyan walked out of the airport side by side, there was light snow in the sky.

The snow in the south is always extraordinarily reserved and sparse, and it melts into sleet halfway.The dim light illuminates the swaying rain and snow.

"Have you ever heard what happens to people who watch Chuxue together?" Wen Jinyan put Song Lin's hand into his pocket and covered it.

"Will we be together forever?" Song Lin casually agreed.

"I will go to Niccolo to open a room." Wen Jinyan tenderly stuffed a room card into the person's pocket.

Song Lin couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately punched him.

"It's snowing, Xiao Yi." Qi Yan leaned against the balcony, which was facing the living room of Jiang Juan's house.

However, it could not be sold there, and it was overturned and converted into a small garden. It was also sluggish in winter, and only some bushes remained, piled with thin snow foam.

"Those who watch Chuxue together will be together forever." Jiang Juan rarely said a word of love, his ears turned red, and his tone was low but gentle.

Qi Yan gently held the man's wrist, "Then watch it together next year."

I will watch with you every year from now on.

The snow fell silently, and at zero o'clock, the fireworks fell desperately like a meteor shower.

They kiss in the snow.

【End of text】

--------Some small composition------------

From August 20 to the present, it took one year and four months, and finally typed the three words of the full text.

I have experienced a lot of things during the interruption of the year, and the change of my personal mentality has also affected the change of the outline of the last article and the presentation of the final effect.

Strictly speaking, Pseudo-Pheromones is the first serious novella written by me. Before that, I wrote more short stories. This is my first attempt at longer novels, whether it is There are many immature places in terms of writing rhythm and plot conception.

I am more used to thinking about the plot while writing, and often deviate from the outline, so there are many slightly bloody plots, thank you for your tolerance.

In addition, the most regrettable thing about writing this article is that the time points at the beginning were not chosen very well, including the fact that Jiang Juan was not portrayed in a three-dimensional way in the subsequent development, and his personal growth journey was almost not reflected at all.

In order to make up for this shortcoming, and also because of the idea of ​​writing a side story during the draft period, the prototype of "Mai Mai" was born.

Although the protagonists of "Main Pulse" are Wen Jinyan and Song Lin, the first half of the draft period will show the growth of many characters in pheromones, including Qi Yan who just broke up at that time, which can be used as the main character of this book. Watch the prequels.

The fake pheromones will continue to be updated in the future. There will be stories about mothers, or some holiday greetings. This article has signed a non-commercial radio drama very early. You can look forward to it in advance!

Finally, I am very grateful to the readers who have been encouraging me. You are really super nice. Without your support, I might not be able to finish writing.

The next update should be more stable.Because recently I have some new insights into the rhythm of writing long articles, and I feel that it is not bad in practice, and the writing speed is much faster.

Try to finish at least the draft part of "Mai Mai" during the winter vacation~ I hope everyone can support this book!

Thanks again for your company!

The author says:

New book "Main Pulse": CP534617

vb: feat Mercury stranded

ps: The lyrics sung by Jiang Juan were adapted from the words in "Three-line Poetry", everyone go to listen to the three-line poem!