"What's the matter, are you still not satisfied?" Yan Zihan slapped the table, "Who do you look down on with a 70% rejection rate? Besides, we have to listen to the truth, you won't tell it yourself."
"Brother Yan smells of oranges. Whether the oranges are ripe or not depends on the mood." Luo Zhiyu was too familiar, "I don't know him yet?"
If you are in a bad mood, you are a green orange, and if you are in a good mood, you are a yellow orange. Luo Zhiyu has it.
Luo Zhiyu hinted wildly, for example, Xiao Yan's hand was still firmly locked around his waist.
"Yes." Someone rationalized his answer, "You two have fought so many times, and the pheromone has also come out of the battle, so you should be familiar with each other."
"No wonder you don't care." Yan Zihan also nodded, "No, I remembered, the two of you have a pheromone match, and everything you do is very pure, why don't you change someone."
Luo Zhiyu struggled twice, eager to stand up to prove that he was not pure.
"Sit down, don't move." Xiao Yan patted the back of his hand, and the voice that fell in his ear seemed to be a little hoarse than usual, "Did I tell you before, sit down Don't move around while on my lap."
Luo Zhiyu didn't move: "It doesn't seem like..."
He just seemed to have completed the biggest adventure of the night.
On the other side, Yan Zihan was still presiding over this big adventure, pointing at Xiao Yan and moving his finger to Fan Yue next to Xiao Yan: "Let's change."
"Me?" Fan Yue, who was watching the excitement, jumped up from the sofa in fright. He didn't need to look back to know that the same table gave him a fierce eye knife, and his back suddenly became cold, "I, my stomach hurts, I'll go A toilet, leave me some beer."
Fan Yue urinated.
Xiao Yan held Luo Zhiyu's hand and never let go.
No one listened to Luo Zhiyu's truth, no one watched the big adventure, and the little love of three of hearts never fell into his hands again, so he was so angry that he sent a question and answer online.
[Question]: Do you believe in pheromones so much when you fall in love
Best answer: Not absolutely, but if the pheromone match is very high, it will be cool, you know what I mean.
Other answer 1: Not necessarily, my ex and I are 89% matched, and we are not divorced yet, so relying on pheromones is useless.
Other answer 2: Yes, are you picking people or pheromones.
Other answer 3: No less than 33%, not that much impact.
"What are you looking at? What magical things are you asking about?" Xiao Yan opened Luo Zhiyu's fingers one by one and snatched Luo Zhiyu's mobile phone, "How come there is still the best answer..."
Xiao Yan: "…"
"Understood." Xiao Yan nodded solemnly, "I haven't worked hard enough, I can make you very..."
Luo Zhiyu slapped Xiao Yan on the back of his hand: "You got it."
Xiao Yan doesn't work hard, then whoever works hard, the favorability during this period is really not in vain.
"Brother." Luo Zhiyu said softly, "Happy eighteen years old, I will catch up with you as soon as possible."
Today is Xiao Yan's birthday. There are many people who are pulling Xiao Yan to let him drink. Luo Zhiyu sits back on the sofa and takes a lot of photos for them. When they came out from KTV, it was just 9 o'clock in the evening, and no one stayed this weekend. At school, just take a taxi home.
Fan Yue got himself drunk and cried while hugging Tang Yuan's thigh, insisting that he knew too much, and one day he wanted everyone to look good.
"Grass, stay away from me." Tang Yuan tore off his trouser legs, "My trousers were given by my boyfriend."
"Luo Zhiyu, do you send Xiao Yan back?" Among the half-drunk and half-awake people, there was only one sober Luo Zhiyu. Zhang Shu assigned this task to Luo Zhiyu, "Anyway, the two of you live together."
"I know, I don't live together, I just live close, and I promise not to let him go home at night." Xiao Yan pressed half of him on Luo Zhiyu's shoulders, Luo Zhiyu sighed melancholy, and watched a group of people The drunk went away, and then said to Xiao Yan, "Stand for me, and then pretend to be drunk and throw you here."
"Is this the attitude you should have towards your boyfriend?" Xiao Yan asked him lazily, "I seem to be really drunk."
He was a little drunk. After the group left just now, Xiao Yan's pheromone rushed towards Luo Zhiyu very fiercely, as if he couldn't wait to confirm his ownership. When you are sober, guilt will suppress alpha's strong possessiveness, but if you are a little drunk, the pheromone will first reveal Xiao Yan's original intention.
Xiao Yan's hands wrapped around his neck from the back of his neck and put his head on his shoulders. Someone on his eighteenth birthday wanted something different than usual.
Knowing that this person was pretending to be drunk, Luo Zhiyu didn't expose him again. The two conspired and determined the fact that he was drunk.
"Peach." Xiao Yan buried his head in Luo Zhiyu's neck.
"What do you call me?" Luo Zhiyu's voice trembled a little, he couldn't tell if it was because of the name, or because someone who pretended to be crazy with alcohol gently licked the glands on the back of his neck, and the sharp canine teeth touched between his neck.
The omega's weakness fell into the opponent's hands, and he didn't know if the opponent would suddenly open his mouth to bite, but Luo Zhiyu didn't even move.
Xiao Yan remembered the name he heard by chance during the last voice call.
"Brother." Luo Zhiyu called Xiao Yan, "Tao Tao is a family name. Do you want to be my family member by calling me that? Then do you want to know it, or do you want Tao Tao?"
"Then this is a multiple choice question." Xiao Yan made another rule change, "The answer is all choice."
There are more and more classwork and exams on the timeline. The countdown on the blackboard of the third grade is decreasing day by day. The 3 on the hundreds digit gradually becomes a 2 and then gradually becomes a 1. This year is a little rushed. However, Luo Zhiyu took advantage of the first day of the new year and slipped to Xiao Yan's house to pay New Year's greetings to her boyfriend.
Xiao Yan left his parents early in the morning, and there was only him and a parrot at home.
The parrot is already very familiar with Luo Zhiyu, and he recites poems when they meet him, or he tries to praise Xiao Yan for his high school language level, but Luo Zhiyu takes him aside and teaches a lot of things.
The winter vacation of senior three is very short. The school will start on the eighth day of the new year, and the atmosphere of the college entrance examination is getting stronger and stronger. There are more than 40 days before the college entrance examination. Luo Zhiyu, who counted down to the college entrance examination, quit.
Luo Zhiyu has been a little irritable recently. He attributed this irritability to a sense of crisis. This sense of crisis has started on Xiao Yan's eighteenth birthday. He often runs upstairs and can often feel five The vibe of graduation season in June.
In less than two months, Xiao Yan is about to graduate, and his boyfriend is going to college.
Luo Zhiyu's "long-distance relationship" on the other floor is really about to become a long-distance relationship, and Luo Zhiyu has been worried for many days.
"If only I was born a year earlier." Luo Zhiyu sighed on Xiao Yan's desk, "Go to college with you."
"Why don't I go back and accompany you." Xiao Yan couldn't stand it any longer, and was seriously thinking about the possibility of repeating his grades, "How can I retake the exam, it seems a bit difficult."
Fan Yue, who was using the results of the mock test to calculate what school he could go to, felt that he had been attacked.
"What are you thinking?" Luo Zhiyu made a cross on Xiao Yan's draft paper, denying this unrealistic proposal, "If you repeat the study, I will take the art test, the principal and the director will doubt life together, you test you Yes, my boyfriend will definitely be the best in these years."
"Have you decided to take an art test?" Xiao Yan was not surprised when Luo Zhiyu mentioned it a few times, "You seemed to be hesitant when you were a freshman in high school."
In terms of Luo Zhiyu's performance in cultural classes and the expectations of his elders, choosing the art exam is really a bit rebellious.
"I've done the more rebellious." Luo Zhiyu tapped Xiao Yan's name tag with a pencil, "I'm still afraid of this?"
He tasted the sweetness of this rebellion.
In June, the classroom of senior year was empty all of a sudden. Luo Zhiyu took advantage of the weekend to go to the alpha dormitory building to help Xiao Yan move things. Act as an obstacle and watch Xiao Yan sort it out by himself.
"Give it back to me." Tang Yuan was competing with an orange cat for his little floral bed sheet.
Zhang Shu went to register the four of them, and Fan Yue was asked by the dormitory to bring them four small refrigerators that had been confiscated in the past three years.
"Didn't you throw away my school uniform?" Luo Zhiyu saw a familiar red and white school uniform, the one that was cut by the bushes when he was fighting with Xiao Yan in the first year of high school. The school uniform was washed and folded in Xiao Yan's wardrobe, "I thought it was long gone."
"Okay." Luo Zhiyu put a stool in front of the wardrobe, and pretended to hold a word book in his hand, "Call me a hooligan every day, don't be more exaggerated."
"Go away, don't make trouble if you don't help." Xiao Yan brought Luo Zhiyu to the side with a stool, flipped a can of soda from the small refrigerator and stuffed it into Luo Zhiyu's hand.
With the peach-flavored soda, Luo Zhiyu seemed to think of something, showing the happiest smile ever.
"I'll find you." U University is in this city, and Luo Zhiyu has figured out how to play.
Now that Xiao Yan is going to be a freshman, Luo Zhiyu feels that there is one thing he can look forward to.
No. 1 Middle School's college entrance examination scores this year are still the city's leading, Xiao Yan's college entrance examination scores live up to expectations, the principal is busy giving interviews, and Director Wu is busy sending good news.
"That's great." Director Wu wiped away his moved tears, "Xiao Yan has gone to college, so don't worry about him fighting with Luo Zhiyu in the future."
At this time, Director Wu thought that his nervous years could finally come to an end.
"It's over." Director Wu drew a full stop on the moral education record book, "Don't be nervous."
All the classes that are so hard to stare at the minute hand of the clock will come to an end one day, and the long and endless evening self-study time will one day come to an end. The graduation ceremony of the senior year arranged a link that was not available in previous years, allowing the representatives of the graduating class and the students of the next class to send blessings to each other.
"On such a big day, the two of you won't scold each other on stage, right?" Before taking the stage, Director Wu nervously explained to the two outstanding student representatives, "Speak well, we will go our separate ways in the future."
"Don't worry, Director, I will come back often in the future." Xiao Yan comforted Director Wu, "I won't go our separate ways."
"Come here often." Luo Zhiyu said.
Director Wu: "?"
Under the attention of the parents of all the students in the school, Xiao Yan picked up the microphone on the podium: "I like No. 1 Middle School, I like everything here, I like the bushes, soda, school uniforms and the path behind the teaching building..."
"Xiaolu" made the students in the audience burst into laughter.
"My favorite is the people here." Xiao Yan kicked Luo Zhiyu's calf under the table, "Please catch up with me as soon as possible, I'm not far ahead."
"So what, I'm the student representative of the current year who is about to enter the senior year. I know everyone. Now I send my best wishes to the senior students who are about to leave the school." Luo Zhiyu took the microphone and kicked it back.
"May all your efforts and expectations bear fruit, and may your tomorrow be as you wish."
U University's military training started at the end of August and lasted for a month. Luo Zhiyu didn't come on the day Xiao Yan reported, and Luo Zhiyu didn't come when Xiao Yan checked into the dormitory. Yan was disappointed for several days.
[Orange]: Fairy frowning.jpg
[Orange]: Come to see me if you agree
[Knowing]: I'm in my third year of high school, and I'm busy with my studies. I'll wait two more days.
[Knowing]: Don't worry.
Xiao Yan faintly felt that Luo Zhiyu was brewing a big event, but he couldn't guess what kind of bad intentions the little hooligan had.
Until one noon at the end of August, the phalanx of Class 3 of the Economics and Management Institute stood neatly on the side of the playground. Under the scorching sun and the high temperature of more than 30 degrees, every freshman's face was covered with sweat.
The military training in the university is different from that in high school. It is much stricter. Rest is not easily allowed. Everyone is silent, waiting for the moment when the disbandment bell rings.
The courtyard flag was automatic without wind, white sneakers stepped on the steps, and someone sat down beside the courtyard flag.
The white and green high school uniform of a middle school is particularly conspicuous among this group of freshman students in military training—
Luo Zhiyu followed the navigation all the way to the playground, and finally found the phalanx of Xiao Yan's class. He threw the heavy school bag on the ground, and pulled out dozens of cans of soda from the bag one after another, and finally held out Half a watermelon.
He placed these neatly on the steps, took pictures and sent them to a circle of friends.
Xiao Yan: "…"
The crowd began to riot.
"Grass? What the hell does this guy do?"
"What?"
"Where are the high school students from? Which school uniform is this? Why, soda, watermelon and ice cream, it's definitely intentional!"
"It seems to be the uniform of the third year of the city's No. 1 Middle School."
"Why are there high school students here?"
"Ah, I'm crazy, I'm so good-looking, how can people be such a dog."
"Go over there, why did you choose our class, do you know him?"
"Excessive! Don't you need to study in the third year of high school?"
"I'm crying, it's too immoral, isn't this a beating?"
"Quiet!" the instructor roared, "I'm a college student, why are you still chattering?"
The phalanx became quiet, and looked sadly at Luo Zhiyu not far ahead.
Luo Zhiyu didn't care, staring at Xiao Yan in the crowd, with a smirk on his face that was disdainful of hiding. He learned the action that Xiao Yan did at the beginning, and gently shook the peach soda in his hand at the crowd, Pull open the buckle.