Perfect match.

In midsummer, the heat is ferocious.

The vines in the small courtyard wove a large area of ​​cool shade, and He An sat at the bottom, holding a cattail fan, while listening to the lonely chirping of cicadas, he fanned the lily of the valley.

It was hot, and the swing cradle was replaced with a bamboo mat, swaying slowly in the shade.Lily of the valley was soundly asleep, the blanket covered her belly, revealing her two tender feet.Probably due to dreaming of milk cakes, her mouth was always slightly open, and the corners of her lips were turned up, just like a smile.

Liubailiu was also too hot, so he grabbed the cradle and secretly climbed up, trying to catch a ray of wind from the fan.Before getting in, the tail accidentally brushed the sole of the little master's foot, lily of the valley felt itchy, kicked it unconsciously in her dream, and kicked it off.

The big hairy dumpling rolled around in embarrassment, was picked up by a pair of gentle hands, and put into his arms.

The cattail fan was turned a little bit, and the breeze was gentle, blowing the thin cat's whiskers.Liu Bailiu got what he wanted, and was so comfortable that he fell down and lay down on He An's lap, snoring and dozing off.

Not long after, the coolness hit, and the bougainvillea blossomed into waves among the vine leaves.Dark clouds gathered in the sky, thunder was faint, and it was about to rain.

He Anxun raised his head.

Through the green vines and green leaves blown away by the wind, he saw the cumulus clouds coiling around the roof tiles, and also saw the unused guest room on the second floor, and he couldn't help being startled.

It's been a month.

It has been a month since Zheng Feiluan left without saying goodbye.

The days have returned to stability, and everyone's life has returned to the right track, just like the peaceful summer last year.

Zheng Feiluan is not around, his primary gonads have stopped and entered a resting state, and he no longer needs to take medicine to maintain his health;

Dai Xiao took a part-time job as a photographer and went to the film and television city in the north of Zhenbei all day long, earning a lot of money;

Cheng Xiu took over the business of the Red Berry Pastry House. Although the sparrow is small, the West Point House has all the internal organs and a lot of trivial matters. For Zheng Feiluan, it is a sledgehammer, but for Cheng Xiu, it is not an easy burden.Fortunately, he also came from a serious business background, and he has worked with Zheng Feiluan for several years, so he has no lack of experience. After the initial painful adjustment period, he gradually became handy;

As for the Qingguo Inn, there is less noise along the street at night, more good-quality and cheap breakfasts, and Zheng Feiluan has supervised and improved the layout of the rooms one by one.

Compared with last year, their lives are actually better.

However, there are also some unaccustomed.

He An went to the pastry shop and noticed that the barista at the bar had changed to an unfamiliar face.The new barista will nod politely and ask him what he would like to drink, but he will not take the initiative to walk out of the bar, pull away the chair, silently beg him to stay a little longer, and deliver a cup of fragrant hot cocoa without talking.

There is also no quiet and warm gaze, bathing him, taking his every move into the bottom of my heart.

Lily of the valley's milk cake was always made fresh when people came. Sprinkle with chopped vanilla and garnish with strawberry slices. A small piece of fresh and cool one is put into a shallow plate and served out.

What now?

Lily of the valley was hungry, so He An went to the pastry shop to buy a paper box, the recipe was exactly the same, even made by the same pastry chef, but Lily of the valley didn't like it.He picked up a spoonful and tasted it, and felt that something was missing.

and also……

And July rain.

It rains frequently in midsummer, and it is easy to trap flower buyers.He An is not impatient, he likes to hug daisies, smell the moist grass, and wait for the rain to clear under the low eaves—at least it used to be like this.Now, when the rain was pouring over the bluestone slabs, he looked at the corner of the narrow alley with mist, and couldn't help but think of the man who came with the umbrella and half of his arm was drenched for him.

Zheng Feiluan's umbrella seems to be more secure than the eaves.

With the broken rain hitting his face, He An hugged the bouquet tightly, feeling a little flustered.

In the evening, the family watched TV in the living room. Dai Xiao and Cheng Xiu lived in the same room, and they were already used to sitting side by side on the same sofa. He An and Lily of the Valley sat on the other side.He didn't feel cramped before, but now he feels a little uncomfortable.

Dai Xiao and Cheng Xiu are two people who fight each other on weekdays. After the fight is over, they are still the people who trust each other the most.For more than half a year, He An watched them become familiar with each other day by day, and also felt a clear boundary day by day.

Although unintentional and invisible, as long as there are three people, there will be such a day.

He An understands it all.

Only at that time, Zheng Feiluan was by his side.

Alpha will restrain himself and accompany him and Lily of the Valley, not talking too much, not annoying, and willing to chat with him with just a look, so a certain delicate balance is maintained between the four of them——He An always thought that he Of course they are closer to Cheng Xiu and Dai Xiao, but in fact they are not.

Zheng Feiluan's indifferent guardian seems to be distant, but also unusually intimate.

Now people are gone, but shadows are everywhere.

Rumble.

A muffled thunder rumbled across the sky, the sun was covered by heavy clouds, the wind howled fiercely, and there was flying sand and rocks outside the courtyard.Seeing that the heavy rain was approaching, He An put down his cattail fan and carried Lily of the Valley into the room.

The little girl is already one and a half years old, she is soft, her eyebrows and eyes are a little longer, and there are a little more traces of Zheng Feiluan.

He An sat by the bed and tapped the tip of her little nose.

Occasionally he would also dream about what happened late that night, dreaming that Zheng Feiluan broke into the door, pressed him under him without any explanation, tore his pajamas, his eyes were dazed and lifeless, and they were burning with desire.

At that time, the burst of Alpha pheromone washed away He An's consciousness, and the pungent bloody smell gave him the last few seconds to wake up, allowing him to see Zheng Feiluan's wrist - dripping with blood, new wounds piled up with old wounds, festering His flesh and flesh were stuck to the rope, and the end was torn off, dripping blood, swinging before his eyes like a pendulum.

Tick, tick, tick...

It turned out that there was such a scene under the ribbon, and it was not a "decoration" at all.

Zheng Feiluan lied to him.

So, when did it all start?

He An searched for the answer in his mind that was about to dissipate. He vaguely remembered that the first time he smelled the out-of-control pheromone in Zheng Feiluan's room was in February of this year.During such a long time, did Zheng Feiluan always tie himself up like this tonight, whenever he sleeps?

He An suddenly gave up struggling.

He lay on his back under Zheng Feiluan, with a calm expression on his face, he didn't even raise his hand to ring the alarm bell at the head of the bed, and let the other party hold his shoulders, forcing him to turn his head, revealing the fragile back of his neck.

He knew that Zheng Feiluan was completely irrational, dominated by primitive instincts, and only wanted to bite through his gonads, but in this huge panic, he also felt a sense of relief that he was about to be relieved.

Bite it down.

you win.

You proved love with restraint.

Why should there be a farce of homosexual revenge between us, how much pain you inflict on me, how much pain I will repay you, torture each other, and entangle each other endlessly.It is precisely because I have experienced the deep-rooted feeling of not getting what I want, that I don't want to see the unnecessary pain continue.

Zheng Feiluan, I may not be able to forgive you so simply and resolutely here today, but I am willing to let the grievances be wiped out and start from scratch.

As long as love is still there.

However, this thought was fleeting, before it could be conveyed, it was swallowed by the heavy darkness.

When He An woke up and opened his eyes, what Cheng Xiu learned was the news of Zheng Feiluan's return to Yuanjiang.He was sitting alone on the hospital bed, hugging his knees, looking at the pale ceiling with a dazed and stunned expression.

A flash of lightning broke through the rain cloud, and the snow outside the window was as bright as day, and then as dark as night again.

The thunderstorm came late, the rainstorm poured down, and the temperature suddenly dropped seven or eight degrees.

Lily of the Valley heard the sound of thunder while half dreaming and half awake, like a little snail looking for a shell, using both hands and feet, slowly crawled into He An's arms to find comfort, messing up her little curly hair.He An watched over her wholeheartedly, patting her on the back one after another until the sound of the rain faded and the sky gradually brightened.

After Lily of the Valley fell asleep peacefully, He An opened the cupboard and took out a dusty cotton bag.

Layers of cotton cloth were removed, and a slender glass tube lay inside.

Cork, two or three milliliters of liquid, blood-like crimson, placed in front of the nose, can smell the sweet floral fragrance.There is a label on the glass tube, with a line of words written in a light blue ballpoint pen:

Pheromone Extraction Diluent, Omega90795, Patient: He An.

This is the only bit of original pheromone he has left. It was used to appease Lily of the Valley just after the operation, and there are still a few milliliters left. I wanted to keep it as a souvenir, but it doesn’t matter if I keep it or not now. important.

At least, Zheng Feiluan should need it more.

He An went out with an umbrella, went to the pharmacy in the rain to buy a muscle-increasing ointment, then diverted to the post office, packaged the glass tube and the muscle-increasing ointment, and attached a small card with only two words:

treasure.

He didn't know the address of Zheng Feiluan's private house, so he filled in the address of Jiusheng Twin Towers in the addressee column.

It's not a relative, let alone a commercial VIP, maybe the package will be intercepted halfway and thrown into the trash can, and it won't be delivered to Zheng Feiluan at all, but no matter what, this is the last favor he can do for Zheng Feiluan up.

After the shower, Fushu remained.

The sweltering day broke free from the constraints of time, making each day longer.

He An doesn't care about the world, and concentrates on managing the Qingguo Inn. He tries his best to control his mind and prevent himself from thinking about the future.In his whole life, dragging a mutilated and weak body, it is probably difficult to find any satisfactory destination.If the relationship between Dai Xiao and Cheng Xiu really changes in the future, is the small bay of Qingguo Inn suitable for him to live for a long time?

Not suitable, where can I go?

He has no answer.

Cheng Xiu noticed He An's depression, but couldn't see through him, and every time he wanted to ask something on the sidelines, he could only get a gentle smile and a faint "it's okay".

He asked Dai Xiao to ask, but naturally he couldn't find the result.

Things turned around at the end of July.On this day, a new guest came to Qingguo Inn.

This was nothing unusual.

The inn is a place for people to rest, and it is destined to be greeted and sent off. Every day, the guests are different from yesterday. Even He An, a long-term lover, has to face all kinds of strangers all day long.

This new guest is a little special.

It was early in the morning when he came, and He An was holding Lily of the Valley as usual, standing on the curved stone arch bridge to watch the ducks.On the small street along the river behind, the universal wheels of the suitcase rolled over the bluestone slabs, making a rattling sound from far to near.

He An was ready to smile politely, turned his head to look, but froze in place.

The person who came was a gentle and elderly gentleman, about 50 to [-] years old, with a slender figure, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and there were fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.He stood in the sunlight, just stood there, doing nothing, and couldn't hide his elegant and bookish air.

When their eyes met, he naturally smiled at He An, his eyes were so warm, with unusual love and affection.

For some reason, He An's cheeks became slightly hot when he looked at him, and he said embarrassingly, "Hi, hello."

"Hello."

He took two steps forward and introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Yan Ning, nice to meet you."