Professor, you got it wrong

Shang Luyan didn't like drinking citrus water before.

I always feel that it is sour when I first drink it, but it is astringent after a long time.

But the citrus water made by Cheng Yu is very delicious, with honey and mint leaves added, it is moderately sweet and sour, and very refreshing.

Jian Bailian took out the soaked citrus water from the refrigerator, and when handing it to Shang Luyan, asked him, "Do you like it?"

Shang Luyan raised his head and took a sip, with his long legs resting on the pedal under the desk, he turned his head to look at him: "Yes, Aunt Cheng made a delicious drink."

Shaking the glass, the ice cubes made a crisp sound. Shang Luyan smiled and curled his bushy eyelashes, "It also smells good."

When he was speaking, the sun was lightly covered by a layer of shadow from the curtains, which made his neck thin and white, his eyebrows and eyes delicate, like a gull parked by the sea, wild and beautiful.

Jian Bai shook his head, and asked subconsciously: "Have you done any genetic testing?"

Genetic testing is a medical technology that predicts gender.

It is legal in the country of H, but the accuracy rate is only 54%, which is very tasteless.

Shang Luyan put down the cup, turned the pen in his hand, "I did, it's beta."

After that, he lowered his eyes and saw the gender bracelet on Jian Bailian's left hand.

The cool obsidian was stuck on the slender white wrist, giving off an indescribably cool feeling.

"It turns out that brother Jane is an alpha."

Shang Luyan was a little curious, and couldn't help leaning forward, supporting Jian Bailian's wrist.

Similar to the appearance of a smart bracelet, there is a rectangular touch screen that needs to recognize fingerprints, which looks very expensive and exquisite.

Under normal circumstances, gender bracelets are not allowed to be touched by others.

No matter if it's an unfamiliar alpha, omega, or beta.

In the eyes of the owner of the gender bracelet, touching without permission is very impolite, even harassment.

But Shang Luyan is only 16 years old, and he doesn't seem to have such awareness.

Not only did he touch it, he also tapped the touchscreen lightly with his fingertips.

The fingerprints didn't match, and the gender bracelet didn't respond.

Shang Luyan studied loneliness, and just as he withdrew his hand, the back of his head was held down.

Jian Bailian's broad and dry palm slid from the tip of his soft hair to the back of his thin white neck, holding it like holding a precious vase.

Shang Luyan's heart trembled suddenly, his spine felt weak, and he raised his wet and beautiful eyes in a daze.

Like a small animal that has only encountered an unknown danger, and does not know how to react.

The back of the young man's neck was fair and delicate, exuding an unusual heat.

Jian Bailian couldn't help rubbing it lightly, and said in a low voice with a little educational tone: "You touch my gender bracelet, just like I touch the back of your neck."

"It's all very ... invasion of private territory."

Shang Luyan's face turned red immediately, and he stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry."

The bases of her ears were blush with embarrassment, and for some reason, Jian Bailian recalled the scene of seeing Shang Luyan's ear twisted in the corridor that day.

The dry and slender fingers moved to the left, rubbing the red ear, and Jian Bai asked: "Does your grandpa often twist your ears?"

This topic is too jumpy.

Shang Luyan was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head, "Not often, he just... likes to grab something."

Actually quite common.

Shang Luyan has red lips and white teeth, and is of mixed race. Now he looks more like a boy. Before he was five or six years old, he was like a doll. Anyone who saw him wanted to pinch his face.

If you pinch too much, he will be afraid, and he doesn't like to be close to people very much.

Moreover, Mr. Shang can't stop nagging, and when he gets excited, he likes to pinch people. He often runs away before he hears a few words.

The old man was afraid that he would run away, so he could only control him by his ears.

After answering, Jian Bailian didn't ask any more questions, and withdrew his hand with still unfinished thoughts.

Shang Luyan didn't take this little episode to heart, and continued writing questions after drinking the citrus water.

Cheng Yu made kelp soup and beef curry at night.

Shang Luyan wrote the questions all afternoon. He used his brain too much and was very hungry. He ate three bowls of rice and two bowls of soup in one go.

Cheng Yu was overjoyed, and asked Jian Bailian to take him downstairs for a walk, and filled a small kettle with familiar hawthorn water for them to take out.

Very pleasant on a summer night.

The evening wind blew through the treetops, and the street lamps came on one after another. Adults and children walking around can be seen everywhere in the community.

Because it is an old city, the colors of the street lights and buildings look a bit old.

The bright-colored tiles on the exterior of the building have faded to a less bright color, stained by moonlight, but not ugly, but precipitated a unique sense of history.

Like a very old oil painting, every stroke is full of traces of time.

There is a playground in the community, and Shang Luyan dragged Jian Bailian around for several laps. After a while, he got tired and picked up the small water bottle hanging on Jian Bailian's hand to drink hawthorn water.

The small kettle is in the shape of Yakult, with a yellow lid and a transparent glass jug with a cartoon kitten pattern of the same color.

Very girlish Cheng Yu style aesthetics.

When Shang Luyan was drinking water, a five or six-year-old girl beside him looked up at him curiously.

Good-looking teenagers always get women's attention easily.

No matter how old a woman is.

The little girl wore two shofar braids, her eyes were big and round, and her neck was almost turned up to ninety degrees. No matter how hard her parents pulled her, she would not move.

Shang Luyan still had a sip of hawthorn water in his mouth, lowered his head to meet her gaze, swallowed it and smiled brightly at her.

The smile is beautiful and sunny, and the eyes, which are as clear as sea water, are bent into two clusters of crescent moons.

The little girl froze for a moment, then turned her head and threw herself into the arms of her parents as if shy.

Shang Luyan was carrying the kettle and was about to continue walking when the little girl took out a can of milk from her pouch, held it high and stuffed it into Jian Bailian's hand.

Then he grabbed Jian Bailian's palm, pointed at Shang Luyan shyly and timidly, and said in a childish voice, "Please... pretty brother."

"I can not speak English."

Probably because Shang Luyan looked like a crooked nut, the little girl thought he couldn't speak Chinese.

Jian Bailian held the can of milk that was very small to him, and earnestly responded to the little girl's request, "Okay."

Watching the interaction between the two, Shang Luyan couldn't laugh or cry.

As soon as she took a step closer to the little girl, the little girl threw herself back into her father's arms blushing, and then urged her father to take her away quickly.

It seemed that he was afraid that Shang Luyan would have an English conversation with her.

After the little girl left, Jian Bailian handed the can of milk to Shang Luyan, and said in a low voice, half-jokingly: "Beautiful brother please drink."

Very different from the baby girl's voice, Jian Bailian's voice is deep and elegant, and every word seems to have a hook.

Shang Luyan raised his eyes, his thick eyelashes looked like a bird's tail, and they were beautiful and gentle when they were raised.

His pupils reflected Jian Bailian's face, with clear lines and three-dimensional depth.

Those deep black eyes hidden behind a thin layer of lenses are like thick ink rippling, which makes the heart beat faster.

Inexplicably, Shang Luyan had the same shy impulse to jump into the arms of his parents just like the little girl.

"Brother Jane..." He cleared his throat uncomfortably, "Stop making fun of me."

After taking the milk and stuffing it whole into his pocket, Shang Luyan looked at the canteen next to the sports field.

There were several children eating ice cream standing at the door, and one of them was eating a cone flavor that he had never eaten before.

"I want to eat ice cream," Shang Luyan felt itchy, "Brother Jian, would you like to eat it?"

Jian Bailian noticed his gaze, said "I'm going to buy it", and walked away with long legs.

Shang Luyan was also tired from walking, so he went a few steps forward and sat on the bench under the tree.

After a while, Jian Bailian bought a cone and came back.

It was exactly the taste he wanted to eat.

Shang Luyan tilted his head when he took it, and found that Jian Bailian only bought one, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Jian Bailian felt that if he told Shang Luyan that iced food would cause oral problems, the children might find him annoying, so he had to avoid the seriousness and said lightly: "It's too cold, I don't like to eat it."

Shang Luyan let out an "oh" with regretful eyes.

It's like the kind of regret that you can't share the food you like when you meet your favorite food, but your companion lacks interest.

When the cone was half eaten, a chubby husky suddenly appeared in the playground.

The dog walker was an old lady, and the husky was raised by her like an overnourished pig, and it took a lot of effort to walk.

Shang Luyan was amused by watching, biting the ice cream and tugging at Jian Bailian's hand, "Brother Jian, look."

Jian Bailian followed his words and glanced at him, just in time to see Husky's shivering naive look when he ran.

Shang Luyan seemed to have been poked at the point of laughter, and his white teeth were exposed in a mouthful of glutinous rice.

Jian Bailian looked at his smiling face whose forehead was messed up by the evening wind, and asked casually, "Do you like dogs?"

Shang Luyan took a bite of the ice cream, "It's okay, but if I want to keep a dog, I want to keep a Samoyed, Erha is too stupid."

Jian Bailian didn't speak, and looked down at his thin red lips that were stained with ice cream.

Shang Luyan was going to go home after eating the ice cream. When he got up to throw away the wrapping paper, he suddenly said: "I have already thought of the name, so I will call it Wuyang."

Jian Bailian picked up his water bottle, walked behind and asked him, "Why is it called that?"

Shang Luyan shrugged, "Just think about it, easy to remember."

After he finished speaking, he frowned again, "But I don't know whether to keep it or not. My grandma used to raise a big white cat, and then she got sick and died."

"Grandpa said that he would not keep cats and dogs in the future, because you would be sad if he died before you, and he would be afraid that no one would take care of him if he died after you."

"If I want to raise it, I probably have to work."

"But I think I'm too lazy, and I probably won't be able to raise it in the future."

Shang Luyan's left lip was stained with a bit of crispy tube, it looked like he had eaten it without wiping his mouth clean.

Jian Bailian couldn't help but move her fingertips, raised her hand, rubbed it off with her fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "If I raise him, would you be willing to come to my house as a guest?"

Shang Luyan's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head in a daze, looking right at Jian Bai's eyes that looked extraordinarily gentle under the moonlight.

He felt as if he was ill.

It was seen that the heartbeat and body temperature were abnormal.

After a while, Shang Luyan lowered his head, stared at the overlapping shadows of the two on the ground, and said with red ears:

"Okay, now that you have a puppy, I'll walk it for you."

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