let me smell the pheromones

"I've had breakfast, son, why are you in a daze?"

Wen Qiao knocked on Song Xun's porridge bowl, watched him take out the eggs he had fried, and educated him dissatisfiedly, "You are a picky eater at such an age, this egg can supplement nutrition, experts say Going to high school consumes the most brain power, so you need to supplement your diet, and you must pay attention to breakfast and lunch..."

"understood."

Song Xun put the egg back awkwardly, looking at the clear yellow yolk in the middle, he couldn't put his mouth down.

The dream before he woke up is still lingering in his mind.

A little kid who just graduated from elementary school was playing hooligans on another kid, this...is this really a memory, not a dream he arbitrarily tampered with?

Even if it is true, then the dream must be full of beards and tails, right?What happened to the half of the dream, what about the follow-up, what about the follow-up?

As long as Song Xun thought of a few years ago, he used to take off another child's pants by virtue of his size and force him to sneak around in public, he couldn't help but cover his eyes.

Are you still human? You Song Xun! !

The point is that he was quite messy when he was a child. According to his mother, he was very leadership when he first started kindergarten. Every time she went to pick him up from school, he could see a bunch of little followers behind him. Song Xun, who is the leader, looks like a brat, and walks in a majestic manner, making the adults dumbfounded.

So this matter, he might not be able to do it.

"..."

Song Xun grabbed his hair.

It’s fine if it’s someone else, anyway, we’re all boys, and we went through the big bathhouse together, who hasn’t seen other people’s, they not only want to see, but also compare openly.

But that person is none other than Lin Pei.

That's serious hooliganism.

Except for the two parties involved, no one else knows about it.He couldn't run up to Lin Pei, chin up, and ask him: Hey, did I take off your pants when I was young?

"what……"

Accompanied by a long sigh of social death, under Wen Qiao's bewildered eyes, Song Xun slammed his head on the pear blossom table.

So forget it, forget it, both of them have already revealed this matter by default...

Why did you suddenly think of it again!

·

"Ah che-"

Lin Pei sneezed suddenly, and Zhou Chengsen immediately handed over two tissues and asked worriedly, "Are you all right? Did you catch a cold from the rain yesterday?"

"It's not your problem." Lin Pei waved his hands, and said vaguely while wiping his nose, "I forgot to close the window last night, and the cold wind blew for a while, so I probably caught a cold."

Even though he said so, it was impossible for Zhou Chengsen to follow his words and completely remove his responsibility.

After all, he was the one who was going to take Lin Pei out camping.

He asked his aunt for a thermometer, and when he tested it, he had a low-grade fever.

Zhou Chengsen stared at Lin Pei and took the cold medicine. He found two pieces of ginger from the kitchen, rinsed them, and put them in the pot to make some ginger tea.

"I'm really fine." Lin Pei was wrapped in the blanket that Zhou Chengsen stuffed, leaning against the sliding door of the kitchen, tilting his head to look at him, "You don't have to be so anxious."

"Do you know how my mother's illness came about?" Zhou Chengsen turned the heat to medium, stirred it with a spoon twice, then came over to help him tuck the blanket, then looked up at him, and said slowly, "It's just It didn't matter at first."

He stroked Lin Pei's hair very gently.

The kitchen was very quiet, except for the sound of boiling water coming from the pot, Lin Pei could clearly hear Zhou Chengsen's hand stroking his hair, making a slight rustling sound.

Auntie is not here.

Lin Pei raised his head, Zhou Chengsen's facial features gradually softened through the mist raised by the boiling ginger tea, and the tip of his nose seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, crystal clear.

There should be a kiss between them.

The atmosphere is so good.

Lin Pei suddenly had such an idea.

But he also knew that Zhou Chengsen would not do this.

Sure enough, Zhou Chengsen looked at him for a while, lowered his eyelids, and withdrew his gentle gaze.

"almost done."

With that said, he turned around and walked quickly to the cupboard, took out a small bowl with his back to Lin Pei, turned off the fire and filled out a bowl of ginger tea.

It's just that no matter how you look at your movements, you're a little flustered.

He likes Zhou Chengsen's gentleness.

But sometimes, Lin Pei thought, this layer of tenderness seemed to become an obstacle again.

He had considered this issue before, but he didn't have deep feelings for Zhou Chengsen at that time, Lin Pei thought that as he got along slowly, sooner or later he would open his heart and fully accept Zhou Chengsen.But it seems...

·

"How does it seem?"

Chris concentrated on sucking the coconut in the straw, and looked at Lin Pei from the corner of his eye, "It seems that you still don't like him?"

Lin Pei shook his head, "I don't know too well."

I like it, I should like it.

Zhou Chengsen is not Lin Pei's ideal type, but he is gentle, considerate and loves him enough.For Lin Pei, who had just ended a years-long unforgettable crush, he needed a pacifier, a sense of security, and self-confidence.

Zhou Chengsen filled this huge vacancy for him.

"So, do you feel more gratitude for him than love?"

Lin Pei gave Chris a white look, "Would you like to kiss your savior?"

"Of course." Chris said confidently, "if he's handsome enough."

Lin Pei: "..."

"You two are really weird." After all, Chris is just a master of talking on paper, clamoring to sleep with a handsome guy every day, but until now he hasn't been able to hand over his first night——

With no love experience, he can only put Lin Pei on what he has seen.

"I've never seen a couple in love who are so buddhist as the two of you, as if they have no desire for each other." Chris analyzed to him seriously, "Look, you said you wanted to kiss him, but in the end It didn't work, it seems that what you care about is not that he doesn't seem to want to kiss you, does it?"

Lin Pei heard it vaguely, "Is...is that so?"

"What do you care about? What you care about is that you want him to take the initiative, but he didn't take the initiative. But you also know that Zhou Chengsen cares about your feelings very much. He is a gentleman and will not make those oversteps to you when the relationship is not confirmed. You want him to understand all your thoughts without you asking, but he can't do it. "

Chris slapped his palms. "That's the problem."

Lin Pei was silent.

It seems so.

He hopes that Zhou Chengsen can take the initiative, and sometimes don't be too gentlemanly, even in Lin Pei's subconscious mind, he hopes that Zhou Chengsen can be the first to break the relationship between them——

Because he can't do it.

Lin Pei was indifferent on the surface and sullen in his heart, which was doomed. He only dared to ramble in his heart, but in fact he would not take any action.

Just like he did to Song Xun.

They were both in the same high school, in the same class, and even had a marriage relationship, but it wasn't until long after their relationship broke down that he pieced together the truth from Wen Qiao.

He has never been a proactive person.

"Baby, you can't ask Zhou Chengsen so unreasonably." Chris looked at him seriously, "You can't ask him to be passive and active, you can't ask him to be a mind reader, and he can understand you without saying a word All the ideas of his... No one in the world can do it. You like his gentleness and his non-aggressiveness, so you have to accept his shortcomings under his advantages-a coin has two sides, let alone a person?"

Lin Pei should know this truth.

From the first day Zhou Chengsen approached him, he knew it.

He likes Song Xun, because he likes what he can't get, what he can't have, and the courage and impulsiveness that he has been missing for a long time.Now that he chose Zhou Chengsen, he should accept the result of his choice.

He clearly knows this better than anyone else.

"I……"

Lin Pei took a deep breath, covering his eyebrows with his pale fingers, "But, I won't, I won't."

It seems that his language system has been destroyed, and he only knows to repeat these three words.

I do not know.

I really won't.

Everything turned back to the past, he hid in the corner of the hospital, and heard the sound of crackling and breaking things in the ward, as well as loud quarrels and accusations from his parents, like slaps on him.

The incandescent lights in the corridor cast straight down, and countless long black shadows surrounded him tightly. The shadows turned into human-like figures. They had no faces, but each stretched out their fingers to point at him. Even revealed the human expression.

It's an expression of reproach, an expression of resentment.

——If only he hadn't forced his father to bring him here.

At that moment, he suddenly thought so.

If he hadn't insisted on going to the hospital, there wouldn't be the current scene, the parents wouldn't quarrel because of him, and they wouldn't shout for divorce because of him.At least, the three of them can still maintain their previous appearance.

He can also imagine that he has a sick mother who loves him.

Then day after day, waiting with hope.

All this is because he is too capricious.

He wants to keep his mother, so he willfully asks to see her; he wants to keep Song Xun, so he willfully asks him to come to him.But in the end, everyone around him was hurt by his decision.

"Xiao Pei?"

Chris is right.

Should not be.

"Xiao Pei, can you hear me, Lin Pei?"

He shouldn't treat Zhou Chengsen with such a request.

Obviously I have learned a lesson, once I ask for something with hope, I will definitely lose it.

"Xiao Pei...Xiao Pei? Are you okay?"

Even if what remains is an illusion, it is always better than losing.

No?

Lin Pei slowly closed his eyes. Amidst Chris' uncontrollable screams, his consciousness was quickly withdrawn, and he fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

But he didn't hit the cold, hard ground.

A pair of hands caught him firmly.