Please control your pheromones

Before Han Zhuang could react, Lin Yuchen who was sitting across from him suddenly choked for no reason, and his face turned red from coughing.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? Cough like this?"

"No." Lin Yuchen withdrew his hand.

Luo Ziyi widened his eyes wonderingly: "You haven't wiped your left hand yet, why are you retracting it?"

Lin Yuchen took the ointment from his hand, and said stiffly, "I'll do it myself."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Luo Ziyi said that he was going to pull him, but Lin Yuchen gave way calmly.Luo Ziyi was at a loss, and after realizing it, he frowned and pretended to cry: "Man, you have changed. I think we took a bath together with bare buttocks back then! You don't even let me touch it now!"

Lin Yuchen suddenly raised his voice: "What nonsense are you talking about?! When did I take a bath with you!"

Luo Ziyi cried even harder, "It belongs to two people's childhood, as expected, I am the only one who remembers woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Lin Yuchen pursed his lower lip, lowered his voice, and said as if emphasizing something: "That happened when I was two or three years old."

After speaking, he raised his eyelids, just in time to meet Yu Jinhuai's gaze, and the two faced each other wordlessly for two seconds.

Yu Jinhuai moved his hand while holding the vinegar cup, Lin Yuchen frowned quickly, reached out to take the cup from his hand, poured the remaining vinegar into the trash can without saying a word, took the teapot next to him and poured a cup of tea, and went to Yu Jinhuai's table Go up and say with a stinky face, "Drink."

Yu Jin remained silent for a few seconds, then raised her eyebrows: "The vinegar is really sour, thank you Brother Chen."

Lin Yuchen: "..."

After eating and leaving, Luo Ziyi pulled Lin Yuchen back calmly, making sure that Yu Jinhuai and Han Zhuang had gone out, then approached him mysteriously and asked, "Brother Chen, why do you feel that you and Jinshen are not right?"

Lin Yuchen was taken aback for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"I can't tell." Luo Ziyi rubbed his hands for a while, "When you two talk, your face changes, either smelly or red. It's really strange."

"Get out." Lin Yuchen didn't want to meet someone when he went out, and he walked slowly, "You go first, I'll go to the toilet."

"Then shall I wait for you?"

"Need not."

"Okay, the road is slippery in the snow, so be careful on the way back."

Lin Yuchen dawdled in the bathroom for a while, guessing that the person should have already left, so he dawdled out.

The street was already dark, and the silver-white snow was covered with a layer of warm light by the street lamps. He glanced casually, and there was indeed no one at the door, so he put his hands in his pockets and walked out with confidence.

Before taking two steps, someone patted his shoulder suddenly, Lin Yuchen turned his head abruptly, Yu Jinhuai stood behind him with a little smile, and picked up the bag in his hand, "Use the frostbite ointment bought at the nearby pharmacy first, if If not, I will take you to the hospital."

Lin Yuchen thought to himself, didn't you leave?

The fingertips in his pocket curled up, feeling a little numb, it is impossible for him to accept Yu Jinhuai's things now, even paying for them.

"I don't want it." Lin Yuchen turned around and left.

Yu Jinhuai followed slowly, "I'll hold it for you first."

"You don't even need to hold it." Lin Yuchen quickened his pace, "Don't follow me, don't you bother me."

"I'm chasing you."

"……To shut up!"

Back in Cherry Blossom Lane, Lin Yuchen almost rushed back to the dormitory at a speed of [-] meters. The door was locked when he entered, and he was panting in the living room while holding his knees.

If you run too fast, your heartbeat and breathing are heavy.

Jiang Yuan came out of the room when he heard the sound, he was stunned and hurried over, "Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"

"No."

"Then you run so fast? Is someone chasing you?"

Lin Yuchen's heart skipped a beat, "How is that possible!"

Jiang Yuan was even more puzzled: "If you don't have it, you don't have it. Let me just say it casually, why are you so excited?"

Lin Yuchen was choked, and went back to the room expressionlessly, "There are dogs downstairs."

As he walked, he added, "The kind that can't be let go."

Jiang Yuan: "...?"

Back in the room, Lin Yuchen calmed down, and pointed his fingers at the destination of the mobile phone. The familiar sound effect from the interface pulled him back to his senses, and he realized that he had clicked into the GSG mobile game unknowingly.

This is the sound effect of someone giving him a gift, and a message pops up at the top of the interface—your lover yyyyy has successfully passed the level and sent you 999 true roses.

Petals rained on the game interface immediately, and red rose petals covered the entire screen.

Lin Yuchen: "..."

How could there be such a mentally handicapped design?

Can't you just throw away the prizes that exploded in this dungeon?Why take it back and give it to him?

No, it's for the small speakers.

Lin Yuchen snorted coldly with no expression on his face, it's so vulgar, he can only coax the little girl in the game, if he really gave it to him, he would definitely throw flowers in the other's face.

Just as he was getting annoyed, the doorbell rang. Lin Yuchen sat up straight instantly, and heard Jiang Yuan's footsteps. After a while, the door opened, and the voice of the delivery guy came.

Oh, and delivery.

Lin Yuchen lay back down again.

Within a few seconds, the door of the room was knocked twice, and Jiang Yuan poked his head in, "Brother Chen, your takeaway."

"I didn't order takeout."

"Didn't you order it? But it has your name on it."

Lin Yuchen got up and went out wondering, "What?"

Jiang Yuan handed him a bag, and just as Lin Yuchen took it, Jiang Yuan suddenly handed him a bouquet of flowers with the other hand, narrowing his eyes suspiciously, "Brother Chen, is there something wrong with you? It's not your order outside." Who ordered that? Who sent you the roses?"

Lin Yuchen stared at the bright red bunch of roses in front of him, his forehead twitched heavily, and he understood in an instant.

Grass.

Why is this idiot Yu Jinhuai crazy? !

He glanced at the things in his bag, it was those frostbite medicines, and he turned his eyes back to the rose in Jiang Yuan's hand.

The flower petal shower in the game just now appeared in his mind.

It's really good, Yu scumbag, he doesn't fall on both sides.

The corner of his mouth twitched, "I bought it myself, throw it away."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door indifferently.

Jiang Yuan: "Ah?! Such a beautiful rose, are you really throwing it away?!"

Although I don't know where Lin Yuchen got it, it must have taken a lot of thought to get fresh roses in this winter.

Jiang Yuan clicked his tongue, feeling a little reluctant to throw it away, but it was Lin Yuchen's stuff after all, but he was just about to throw it into the trash can, when hurried footsteps came from behind, Lin Yuchen suddenly took the rose back from his hand.

Jiang Yuan was at a loss: "Aren't you going to throw it away?"

"never mind."

Jiang Yuan still didn't understand, and muttered to himself: "Throwing it for a while and not throwing it for a while, why did you buy this flower?"

Lin Yuchen left behind a tugging figure, "I'll play around."

Jiang Yuan was surprised: "You still have this interest?!"

The first period of the next morning is English class.

When Lin Yuchen came back after draining the water, Qu Jiao was already in the classroom.

She held an English newspaper in her hand, "I asked the class representative to inform everyone to make this English newspaper last night, have you done it?"

"What English newspaper?"

"Notified last night? Why don't I remember, who did it?"

"I don't remember it at all."

"Brother Chen, have you done it? The world is in a hurry."

He finished the homework that could be done in 10 minutes before going to self-study.

Lin Yuchen hummed, and lazily flipped through the stack of exercise books on the upper right corner of the table.

"Students who haven't done it should be conscious, go out with the newspaper and finish writing before coming in!"

Qu Jiao walked down from the stage, full of oppression, and some students had already honestly left with their papers.

Lin Yuchen took out the English newspaper, and a piece of paper the size of a palm fell out. He only glanced at the writing on it, he was taken aback suddenly, and suddenly covered the paper with his palm.

The movement was a bit big, Qu Jiao looked over and narrowed her eyes: "Lin Yuchen, why are you nervous? Huh?"

The flustered expression on Lin Yuchen's face had not completely faded away, he put on a straight face, squeezed the piece of paper into the palm of his hand calmly, grabbed the English newspaper and walked out, "I didn't write the English newspaper."

The classmate next to him: "???"

Didn't you say it's finished? !

Qu Jiao looked at Lin Yuchen's back with a headache, "Why are you learning badly from everyone? Do you think it's not important to do one less English homework? I seldom check my homework. It's not for you to deal with me. I think Look who else—”

A clatter.

When the whole class turned around, they saw Yu Jinhuai standing up with the English newspaper, and smiled: "Sorry teacher, I didn't write it either."

Qu Jiao: "..."

The cold wind in the corridor was biting, and there were still scattered snowflakes in the air.

A row of people huddled neatly by the wall to write papers. Lin Yuchen opened the English newspaper and found that he didn't even bring out his pen. He was speechless for two seconds, and simply put his hands in his pockets, not bothering to care.

The classmate next to him glanced at his paper, "Xueba, didn't you write it? Why do you say you didn't write it?"

"Yeah, why do you say you didn't write it." Yu Jinhuai leaned against the wall next to him.

The cloth of the clothes was wiped off, Lin Yuchen paused, and subconsciously retracted his arms a little, his tone was colder than the snow floating outside, "I want to come out and blow the cold wind, can't I?"

"Okay." Yu Jinhuai lowered his gaze from the end of his eyes, Lin Yuchen's mouth was drawn into a slit, his whole face was filled with displeasure, he raised his eyebrows lightly, "Brother Chen, do you still like roses?"

Lin Yuchen choked: "I don't like it, send it to my grave next time."

Yu Jinhuai laughed, and then lowered her voice: "I can't help it. It's the first time chasing someone and I don't have much experience. I'll see you off next time."

"...you have a try."

Yu Jinhuai smiled, and looked down at him for a while, "What were you nervous about in the classroom just now?"

The hands in his pockets tightened unconsciously, and Lin Yuchen's swear words reached his throat in an instant, and he gritted his teeth: "Why don't you know?"

"How would I know?"

"You don't know what you wrote?"

"What did I write?"

Lin Yuchen: "..."

His lips twitched several times, but he didn't say anything in the end, turning his head away with a dark face.

Yu Jinhuai caught a glimpse of Lin Yuchen's ears turning abnormally red from the cold wind, and wanted to tease him, so she moved a little closer and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would fall out, it wasn't intentional."

Lin Yuchen gritted his teeth, "You are dead."

"So did you see the content clearly?"

Lin Yuchen blushed even more, "...shut up."

The snow outside the corridor was getting heavier and heavier, and the students next to them were passing Lin Yuchen's papers one by one at the risk of being discovered by Qu Jiao.

Lin Yuchen slightly raised his eyelids, "Hello."

Yu Jinhuai lowered her eyes, "Huh?"

"Have you finished writing yet?"

"It's finished."

Lin Yuchen's face darkened instantly, "Then why are you out? Are you sick?"

"It's too windy outside, I'm afraid you'll be cold." Yu Jinhuai stood at the vent of the corridor, blocking the cold wind swirling up in the corridor. He lowered his eyes to look at Lin Yuchen, "Curly hair, are your hands cold?"

Lin Yuchen frowned: "Why?"

In the next second, the sound of cloth rubbing against each other resounded in this space, and Lin Yuchen suddenly had a hand in his pocket, and the warm and dry palm instantly wrapped him.

Lin Yuchen was stunned.

Subconsciously looking at the students around, everyone buried their heads, and no one noticed the movement here.

He abducted Yu Jinhuai, and wanted to pull his hand out, but Yu Jinhuai pulled her hand out of his pocket, and the feeling of skin disappeared, but there was a round thing in his hand.

Yu Jinhuai lowered her voice and whispered in his ear: "Hand warmer, is it warm?"

Lin Yuchen didn't move for a while, the wind in his ears disappeared, and he felt his heart pounding.

After a long while, he picked up a piece of paper in his pocket with his fingertips.

The handwriting on it is strong and elegant, with a simple and straightforward line.

[I don't know how many days I like you, this is my first love letter to you - Yu Jinhuai. 】