Wang Xiaorou nodded as if she understood.
Yin Che didn't expect her to understand, so he raised his chin and said, "Take me to your brother."
Wang Xiaorou remembered that her brother said she was going to play basketball before going out, so she led Yin Che to the basketball court in her community.
When it arrived, Jiang Yao was already there. His face was flushed, and he looked like he had just had a round.
"Brother, can I stay and watch?"
Jiang Yao touched her little head: "Go back and do your homework, or let Dad know that he will scold me again."
Wang Xiaorou pursed her lips: "Okay..."
Yin Che didn't get involved in the conversation between the brothers and sisters. He put his backpack on the sidelines and was about to take off his jacket when his shoulders suddenly became heavy.
"Cheche."
"what?"
"It's nothing, I'm calling you." Jiang Yao put his chin on his shoulder and smirked, "Why are you so cute."
"Dressed?"
"No... By the way, my dad and my dad are not at home this afternoon."
"So what
"Want to go to my room?"
Yin Che looked at him sideways: "Your sister is still at home, what are you thinking?"
Jiang Yao lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "I locked the door, you should be quieter."
Yin Che was stunned for a moment, then slowly narrowed his eyes: "When did I call you?"
"Today I will let you—hush!" Jiang Yao stepped back, clutching his stomach, "Murder my husband..."
Yin Che retracted his elbow: "Don't speak to me in yellow."
Jiang Yao smiled: "Then turn around and let me see you for a while. If you haven't seen you for a day, I miss you."
Yin Che had a look of "are you sick?", but he still turned around, but his eyes didn't move, and fell elsewhere.
"You look at me too."
"What's so beautiful about you?"
"Do not you miss me?"
"generally."
"Oh..." Jiang Yao drooped, "Am I the only one thinking... Okay, let's play ball then."
Yin Che glanced at him, hesitated for a few seconds, and decided not to tell the truth.
Lest he be too proud.
Back to school, and endless learning.
The new class was basically finished, and the first round of review was entered. The practice papers of various subjects were bombarded in turn, which tortured the students to the point of being inhuman.
Zhang Ke: "I am so envious of the juniors and juniors in the first year of high school. How simple and ignorant they are..."
Han Meng: "You are also quite stupid and ignorant now."
Zhang Ke slapped the table: "How do you talk, old Han! The squad leader decides for me!"
Chen Yingying covered her forehead: "Don't bother me, I have a headache... Forget it, I'll go to the infirmary."
After two classes, Chen Yingying, who came back from the infirmary, looked much better and chased after Han Meng vigorously.
Yin Che watched, suddenly stretched out a leg, pretended to stop, and then quickly retracted it. Han Meng almost tripped over and turned around in amazement: "Brother Che, you—"
Chen Yingying didn't stop the car and jumped into his arms.
Yin Che raised his eyebrows.
Han Meng's eyes were instantly filled with gratitude: Thank you!
Jiang Yao shook the chair: "Your partner also wants to hug."
"You're fine again."
"They're both okay."
"The squad leader went to the infirmary to take an inhibitor." Yin Che smelled a trace of pheromone remaining in the air, "She's been overflowing with pheromone recently, haven't you smelled it?"
"I can only smell you." Jiang Yao put down his chair and looked at him with his head up, "Why don't you have a fever recently?"
"Marking can last for months at a time, and you still expect me to have a fever?"
"Of course, you understand." Jiang Yao blinked.
The fever of the omega is rising steadily, and the next time the fever comes again, the bite gland mark will not be able to be suppressed.
"I don't want to understand, maybe I change my mind and use an inhibitor." Yin Che replied.
Jiang Yao frowned: "Am I so unattractive..."
Yin Che heard the words and looked at him sideways.
Jiang Yao's eyebrows are very three-dimensional, probably due to the hybrid gene, so even if he frowned slightly, his emotions were obvious.
Seems really lost.
In the afternoon, heavy rain came.
The winter rain is full of chills, giving the scenery a misty filter, as if it were placed in the bone-chilling cold.
Guo Zhixiong looked solemnly at the rain curtain outside the window, his face was melancholy, and his tone was deep: "I faintly smelled a breath of physical education class being occupied."
As soon as the words fell, the math teacher Ma came in: "Your physical education teacher said that there is no physical education class, so let me have the class, and the next section will take mathematics."
"Ah..." the student wailed.
Yang Yile: "Great, I thought I couldn't finish the paper today."
Guo Zhixiong was holding Zhang Ke to death, trying to figure out how to rescue the kidnapped physical education teacher. Hearing this, he almost lost his temper.
However, Teacher Ma's next sentence made the whole class boil again: "I will also have a class in Class 5 in the next session. Your class dragged a chair to Class 5 to go to class together, and the progress is exactly the same."
Some teachers in No. 1 Middle School have a lot of classes, and occasionally there are such operations, but Class 1 is the first time I have encountered them.
Going to a class in another class and sitting next to an unfamiliar classmate is not only fresh, but also implies a trace of the tension and throbbing of adolescence.
Zhang Ke, who was still leaning against the window just now, was melancholy and sad, and dragged his chair to the door with his math papers: "Comrades! Let's go first!"
Guo Zhixiong roared: "Traitor! You don't really love sports!"
Jiang Yao and Yin Che went to the canteen between classes, and when they returned to the classroom, they found that there were not many people. After listening to their classmates explain the situation, they also dragged their chairs to class five, and the last two arrived.
"Report."
A crowd of people in the entire classroom looked at the door at the same time.
Two tall boys, one was not wearing a school uniform properly, and the collar was drooping, looking nonchalant. Half of his shoulders were wet, and his hair was soaked with rainwater. He swiped it back, and at the same time, he slammed into the heartstrings. There were several "Wow..." in the classroom.
The school grass is so cool that it makes people blush.
The other stood uprightly, not getting wet at all, the zipper of the school uniform was pulled to the highest level, his handsome face was cold, but his eyes were sharp, and he swept over the people who just shouted "wow" one by one.
"… "
The school bully is so gloomy and terrifying.
"Quiet." Teacher Ma pointed to the only vacant seat left in the classroom aisle, "You two, sit down."
Yin Che nodded, dragged his chair across the podium, and sat at the front of the first aisle, next to Tang Shasha.
Jiang Yao was two rows of seats away from him, next to Su Qi.
The students in Class 5 are ready to watch the show.
Tang Shasha was exposed by these two people a year ago and was removed from the post of Minister of Literature and Art. She lost her face for a long time and avoided these two people. Now sitting together, I don't know what chemical reaction will happen.
Before the class bell rang, Mr. Ma was already racing against the clock to start lecturing on the topic. He turned his back and wrote the steps for solving the first sub-question on the blackboard.
Most of the students in class 1 shared desks with the classmates in class 5 next to them, and spread the test papers on the desks to take notes. Yin Che took a math book and wrote it under the test paper. The handwriting was not as neat as usual, and it looked a little annoying.
"Do you want to rely on it?" Tang Shasha moved the test paper to the side and asked coldly.
Yin Che looked up at her and said, "Thank you."
"Oh, you owe me."
Tang Shasha's tablemate was Su Qi. Seeing that he put the test paper up, she turned her head and asked the person next to her in a low voice: "Jiang Yao, that... do you want to use my table?"
"No, thank you."
"However, writing like this will be crooked..."
Jiang Yao smiled: "It's okay, even if I write well, it's ugly."
"… "
Yin Che didn't hear what they were saying, only saw Jiang Yao smiling at Su Qi.
Smile quite happily.
A class passed, although the fifth class did not see any of the expected pictures, but they had eaten the melon, and went to the post bar that night to open a gossip building:
"Shocked! The two bosses are suspected of having a change of heart!"
The post is described in a similar manner: "Why did the enemies share the same table in the past? Why did the school grass turn a blind eye to her boyfriend? Instead, talk and laugh with other omegas? Let's listen to today's fifth class anecdote."
Many people commented on the thread below: "I knew they would break up sooner or later."
"Who can stand such an omega, cold all day."
"I bet they will talk for a month at most, Jiang Yao is only temporarily blind."
…
Zhang Ke scolded in the class group: "I saw this title and I knew it was my brother from Class 5, I'll let him delete it!"
Yin Che closed the post link in the group, threw the newly folded star into the jar, and turned to bed.
Back against the wall, bend your legs, and feel the rope around your ankles.
After wearing it for too long, the rope has become a little rough, and it feels slightly prickly to the touch.
I want Jiang Yao to do it again, but I don't know how to say it.
In fact, many things, he did not know how to speak.
After avoiding social interaction for so many years, he couldn't express some very common words and common actions.
Especially in front of Jiang Yao.
There is clearly a lot to say and do.
The rain that lasted for a day drifted into the balcony and hit the glass windows, crackling and annoying.
Yin Che pulled the quilt over and covered himself. In the darkness, he reached out to touch the corner of the bed, grabbed a piece of clothing, and hugged it into his arms.
The school uniform jacket is wide, not his size. He buried his face in the school uniform and took a deep breath.
A reassuring, nostalgic scent.
The method mentioned on the Internet is quite effective. He is getting more and more comfortable with Jiang Yao's pheromone, and even feels that it is not enough.
Also want more, more intimate touch.
But he hesitated, wondering if he could bear it, if halfway through and found that he couldn't... it would be very disappointing.
So I went back to the question, how to speak to Jiang Yao.
The dormitory door slammed abruptly.
Yin Che quickly hid the school uniform back in the corner of the bed and got up to open the door.
Outside the door is Jiang Yao, looking worried: "Did you read that post? Don't think about it, it's not what they said."
Yin Che didn't ask another word: "I know, it's fine."
"You believe me?"
"Um."
"Aren't you jealous?"
"No."
Hearing what he said, Jiang Yao closed the door and walked in: "I'm talking and laughing with other girls, or the girl who confessed to me, doesn't it matter to you?"
"otherwise?"
"You should at least be jealous."
"Oh." Yin Che's voice did not fluctuate, "I'm jealous."
Jiang Yao was speechless: "It's too fake."
How can it be true. Yin Che wanted to ask, it wasn't that he didn't care, he just didn't think it was necessary to say.
Anyway, Jiang Yao likes him.
"You're always so calm, even when we broke up." Jiang Yao lingered on this shadow, "I left without looking back, and I didn't shed a single tear. I doubt if we break up again, you are Wouldn't that be the case too?"
"I'll find my ex-boyfriend." Yin Che replied calmly.
Jiang Yao was stunned: "...you still have an ex-boyfriend?"
"Yes, I have."
"When did it happen? It was handed in from junior high school?"
"From high school."
Jiang Yao was obviously anxious and grabbed his shoulder: "Why didn't you tell me? Am I not your first love?"
Yin Che remained silent, watching him become more and more impatient, and suddenly hooked his lips: "Are you stupid?"
"what?"
"You broke up with me, my ex-boyfriend, who else is there?"
Jiang Yao was stunned for a while, and after calming down, he gradually reminisced about it.
Yin Che thought he would laugh, but Jiang Yao didn't: "Why make such a joke... I thought you really thought about breaking up with me again."
Yin Che smiled slightly, and slowly lowered the corner of his mouth: "I'm sorry."
He probably isn't really good at being likeable.
The uncle of the dormitory shouted on the radio, "There is still a quarter of an hour to turn off the lights. All students hurry up to wash up." The dormitories were in chaos and noisy, but their room was quiet.
Jiang Yao took a deep breath: "I should say sorry, don't take it to heart. Even if you really want to break up with me, it's fine, I'll listen to you."
"... I won't part with you."
Jiang Yao rubbed his head: "Who can say for the future? If you like me now, you may not like me in the future. Besides, you don't particularly like me now."
Yin Che: "I didn't..."
"Well, I know not." Jiang Yao turned to open the door, "Don't talk, I'm going back, you go to bed earlier."
Just as he put his hand on it, the corner of his shirt was pulled.
Jiang Yao turned back.
Yin Che had no expression on his face, but the hand holding his clothes was tightly clenched:
"It's not what you said."
"what?"
"I'm special... I..." Yin Che pursed his lips and didn't say anything further.
Jiang Yao slightly bent his knees, looked at him, and asked softly, "What's special? Like me especially?"
Yin Che did not speak, and lowered his eyes not to look at him.
Jiang Yao leaned up and kissed his tightly closed lips: "Tonight... can you let me stay?"
After nearly ten seconds, I saw the little rabbit in front of me, and nodded slightly.
The author says:
The black-bellied big-tailed wolf sells miserably first-class (the little rabbit cried the day they broke up, you should have seen it?)