The rival's pheromone is super sweet

The vacation after graduating from high school was very leisurely. After Xiao Yi lived in his own home in City B enough, he returned to his villa in City A to live with Jiang Yang.

Xiao Yi's mother didn't have any objection to this, and even wanted Xiao Yi to move all the daily necessities and wardrobe there.

One evening, the two of them leaned on the sofa and watched a movie, and it was almost late at night.

The theme of the movie is rebirth. The male protagonist is reborn back to his school days. Relying on the experience and memory of his previous life, he changed many of the unfortunate things that year, and finally became a winner in life.

Jiang Yang listened to the ending song, and suddenly said: "Hey, do you still remember that when we went back to junior high school, we mentioned the hypothesis of returning to junior high school?"

"Remember," Xiao Yi was a little sleepy, leaning on Jiang Yang's shoulder, his voice was very soft, his speech was a little slow, and he became very obedient, "You said you wanted to catch me and kiss me..."

Jiang Yang rubbed Xiao Yi's ear tips with his lips, and said with a smile, "I thought you would only remember that I was going to send myself to a mental hospital."

"I remember that too, I remember everything," Xiao Yi's voice became softer and his eyes slowly closed, "I remember everything you said..."

"Go to sleep."

Jiang Yang kissed him on the face, then gently carried him upstairs.

The two of them were very interested today, they tossed and tossed from afternoon to night, watched a movie after taking a shower, Xiao Yi was already sleepy, and after the movie ended, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Jiang Yang carefully put him under the quilt, tucked in the corners of the quilt, then lay down next to him, turned off the light, and said softly and gently: "Good night, I hope to have you in my dream."

As if he heard it, Xiao Yi moved his body and murmured: "Mmm..."

"Everyone, focus on drawing this sentence, read it and recite it, it is very likely to take the monthly exam, because this sentence uses personification, metaphor and parallelism at the same time..."

A young female voice came from far away, Xiao Yi raised his head to look at the source of the voice, and saw a young woman standing on the podium in the distance, holding a book in one hand, and writing on the blackboard in the other.

The scene in front of me has a sense of trance hazy and unreal, and then gradually becomes clear and vivid.

The sound is also getting closer.

Familiar classrooms, familiar voices, familiar feelings.

Xiao Yi lowered his head slowly, and looked at the thing he was holding in his hand at this time - the Chinese documents from the first semester of the second year of junior high school.

Second grade?

Didn't you just finish the college entrance examination?

"Xiao Yi, read the next paragraph aloud." The young Chinese teacher said suddenly.

"..."

Xiao Yi didn't understand what was going on, but he stood up obediently.

He picked up the Chinese book and was about to start reading, but suddenly realized that he didn't know what the teacher said before, so he could only bite the bullet and ask: "... Teacher, which paragraph should you read?"

The Chinese teacher sighed, and then said earnestly: "Xiao Yi, the teachers all know that you are a good boy, but you can't be complacent just because of your good grades, right? You don't even listen to my class, that's the key point of the exam. .”

"..." Xiao Yi nodded, pretending to approve.

"Student Jiang Yang made a lot of progress in the monthly exam last time, and his grades are just a little behind yours," the Chinese teacher continued, "If you don't study hard, you will be caught up by others."

Chasing... He really wanted to be chased by Jiang Yang once, after all, he had never experienced the feeling of being pursued.

Seeing that Xiao Yi's attitude was wrong, the Chinese teacher didn't seem to take her words to heart at all, so she decided to ignore it: "Forget it, sit down and think about it for yourself, classmate Jiang Yang, you can read."

No one responded.

"Jiang Yang?" The Chinese teacher raised the volume, turned his eyes to Jiang Yang's direction, and repeated, "Student Jiang Yang?"

"Ah," Jiang Yang stood up as if he had just woken up, flipping through the Chinese book, "Teacher, which page?"

The whole class laughed.

"..." Jiang Yang glanced at the cover of the Chinese textbook, and suddenly realized, "Isn't it a Chinese textbook now?"

The Chinese teacher was completely out of control, but she had always had a good temper, and she would not get angry with her classmates even if she was angry. Finally, she waved her hands helplessly and asked Jiang Yang to sit down too.

Xiao Yi watched Jiang Yang's whole process from standing up to sitting down.

When Jiang Yang was in junior high school, although his academic performance was sometimes really good, he almost never attended classes, especially Chinese and English, which mainly relied on memorization.

This Chinese class was no exception, and he didn't attend the class.

Although Jiang Yang in front of him is tall, he is still childish, his facial features have not fully developed, and his voice has not completely changed. When he speaks, he feels a bit like an unscrupulous kid, but from the outside, it is true. He's a handsome guy.

Xiao Yi slowed down for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and understood the situation at this moment.

He seemed to be reborn back to his junior high school self, becoming his junior high school self.

It seemed that I watched a rebirth movie together at Jiang Yang's house before, and then I didn't have much impression...Maybe I fell asleep?So is it just a dream now?

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the Chinese teacher explained the homework, then packed up and left.

Xiao Yi got up and was about to leave the classroom for a walk, but Jiang Yang suddenly stepped in from the aisle next to him and stood in front of him.

"..." Xiao Yi knew that Jiang Yang was coming to find fault again, but he didn't want to fight with his future boyfriend at all, so he coaxed, "Let me go, I'm going to the bathroom."

Jiang Yang sat down on the table arrogantly, stepped on the leg of the table across the aisle with one leg, and blocked his way: "Hold on, unless you tell me where you hid my comic books."

comic book?

Xiao Yi searched for a moment from his memory, and found that he seemed to have indeed thrown Jiang Yang's comic books many times, but he couldn't remember which time it was now, so he could only sigh, with a doting tone in his tone, softly Said: "I forgot, tell me the name of the book, I will buy one and return it to you tomorrow."

"...!?" Jiang Yang looked at him like a monster.

Xiao Yi was a little tired, but he still asked patiently: "What's the matter, I can give you the whole set, just tell me the name."

"Have you lost your memory? When did you throw away my comic book? Didn't you realize that I was blackmailing you?"

"Ah?" Can it still be like this...

Xiao Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and decided not to waste time on this topic: "Then how can I let me go, or you go to the bathroom with me?"

"???" Jiang Yang was so scared that he almost fell off the table, but he looked very angry, "Why do you ask me to go to the bathroom?? Are you trying to stuff my head into the toilet???"

"..."

Xiao Yi now knows that he can't speak with a normal attitude, otherwise he will be misinterpreted by this idiot as other meanings, so he won't be easily let go.

Xiao Yi thought for a while, imitating the way he was before, and glanced at Jiang Yang with disgust, his tone was cold and harsh: "Go away, you want to fight, don't stand here and block your eyes."

After finishing speaking, he felt a little distressed. Even if Jiang Yang is such a fool now, he is not willing to hurt him.

But Jiang Yang was not hurt. Instead, he snorted coldly: "I thought so too. At ten o'clock on Saturday morning, in the square next to the West Gate Park of the school, is there a fight to the death?"

"..."

Xiao Yi finally remembered that there was indeed such a thing. At that time, he not only agreed, but also said a lot of things similar to wanting to beat Jiang Yang to call him father, which made Jiang Yang so angry that his face turned blue.

As a result, Xiao Yi maintained his usual style on Saturday, went directly to the cram school, and didn't go to the appointment at all.

Jiang Yang waited in the park until the evening, and it happened to rain that afternoon, and he was drenched when he returned home, and he was very angry about it, so he used this as a reason to fight with Xiao Yi again.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yi's heart suddenly softened, maybe it was guilt, or maybe it was something else: "Okay, see you soon."

Just treat it as a date.

Of course, if the other party still finds fault and is still so arrogant...a beating is not out of the question.

After the appointment, Jiang Yang finally let him out of the classroom.

Xiao Yi went out for a stroll, feeling that nothing had changed, even the various details were the same as before, such a real sense of touch and pain, hearing and vision, did not look like a vague dream at all.

Maybe he really was born again.

On the way back to the classroom, Xiao Yi casually glanced at the board newspaper in the corridor.

October 11, Wednesday.

He took two steps and stopped suddenly.

and many more.

In this way, this Saturday is actually November 11, which is my birthday?

Xiao Yi didn't really celebrate birthdays before. A few years ago, his mother always liked to prepare birthday gifts for him, but he didn't think it was necessary, so he told his mother that if there was a gift, it would be fine as usual.After that, I didn't pay attention to which day was my birthday, and often I didn't remember it until several days after my birthday, or I couldn't remember it at all.

Does Jiang Yang remember this?

Does Jiang Yang want to date on Saturday or... celebrate his birthday?

Xiao Yi couldn't figure it out, and felt that he couldn't take the initiative to ask, so as not to expose his current situation, so he didn't do anything anymore, went to class step by step and went home, just waiting for Saturday to arrive.

The appointment on Saturday morning was at 09:30, Xiao Yi first asked for leave with the make-up class, and then went out early, and arrived at [-]:[-], only to find that Jiang Yang arrived earlier than himself, sitting on the bench and playing with his mobile phone. Know how long you've been waiting here.

There is a big box next to it.

Xiao Yi stood in the distance, watched silently for a while, and then went around to the woods behind the bench.

The weather forecast said it was sunny this morning, so Jiang Yang didn't bring an umbrella, but according to Xiao Yi's previous impression, the weather forecast at noon would be changed to light rain, and it would directly rain with thunderstorms in the afternoon.

The sky is a bit gloomy now, and the autumn wind is chilly. Jiang Yang doesn't wear much, and he is already shivering from the cold at this moment. When it rains in the afternoon... it will probably be even colder.

Xiao Yi felt a twinge in his heart.

He came today with a schoolbag on his back, which contained two folding umbrellas and a thick coat that he thought Jiang Yang should be able to wear. He will give Jiang Yang the umbrella and coat together when the time comes.

After calming down for a while, he approached slowly, and gently covered Jiang Yang's eyes with his palm from behind.

Xiao Yi's hand was kept in his pocket all the time, and it was very warm, while Jiang Yang had been blown by the cold wind, and the skin on his face was cold.Warmth and coldness touched for a moment, Jiang Yang shivered subconsciously, and almost missed the phone.

"I'm here." Xiao Yi said softly.

Jiang Yang's back was stiff for a moment, then he got up suddenly, brushed Xiao Yi's hand away, his cheeks were a little red, it was unknown whether it was from the cold, or for some other reason: "Hehe, I thought you were scared and wouldn't come .”

Xiao Yi: "..." I really wouldn't come, but it wasn't because I was afraid.

"How to fight, tell me," Jiang Yang hugged his chest and leaned against the tree next to him, "I'm in a good mood today, so I can let you go."

Xiao Yi didn't answer, but shifted his gaze to the box on the bench: "What is that?"

Jiang Yang didn't expect Xiao Yi to ask this: "Ah, that... I bought it on the way, it has nothing to do with you, don't try to change the subject."

"..." Xiao Yi looked at him quietly for a moment, then slowly said, "I don't want to fight today, why not just wrestle my wrists."

Jiang Yang rolled up his sleeves: "OK."

There happened to be a stone table next to them, and the two sat on the stone benches on both sides, and began to wrestle their arms.

There are no referees, no spectators.

This match was actually meaningless, and winning or losing wouldn't have any effect on anything, but Xiao Yi still finished the arm wrestling seriously.

Jiang Yang has always been stronger than him, so he should have won smoothly, and he was very happy because of his victory.

However, from the beginning to the end, Xiao Yi's heart and eyes were full of two hands.

Jiang Yang's hands were cold, but his hands were hot. The feeling of skin touching was so real that he shuddered slightly.

The game is over, and the two return to the bench.

"Tsk, I won," Jiang Yang raised his legs and mocked, "You are so weak, and you are so stupid that you chose to wrestle with me. I am not surprised that you lost to me. Today's It’s not fun to have a date.”

"Why did you ask me for an appointment?" Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Do we have such a big enmity?"

Jiang Yang was stunned.

They have always been the one who punched me, and I punched you back. If you fucked me today, I will definitely fuck you tomorrow. If you don’t know the outcome, you will come out to fight. If you have to ask the specific reason... Actually Can't tell why.

Probably the paranoia, self-willedness and refusal to admit defeat in adolescence.

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, raised his head, looked straight into Jiang Yang's eyes, and asked word by word: "What is in the box?"

"..."

Xiao Yi's eyes were firm, with many things that Jiang Yang couldn't understand, as if they were a little gentle and expectant.

Jiang Yang looked at him and said unconsciously: "Basketball...I want it for you."

"Why." Xiao Yi asked calmly.

The two sat on the bench and stared at each other for a long time, as if they could see the future through each other's eyes.

Jiang Yang lowered his head, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said uncomfortably: "I punctured your basketball before, and today is your birthday...I want to give you a new one as compensation."

pat.

Tears rushed out of Xiao Yi's eyes without warning, slid down his cheeks, and fell straight onto the cold and hard bench.

One drop, two drops.

Xiao Yi didn't know what was wrong with him, tears fell down in big drops as if he couldn't control it.

"You, what's wrong with you..." Jiang Yang was a little panicked, and wanted to wipe his tears for him, but he had no position, so he could only bite the bullet and mocked in a trembling voice, "Why are you crying? You're just a basketball, what do you care about? I didn't expect you to be a crying bag, I won't give it to you if you cry again, and I won't give it to you if you throw it away."

Xiao Yi wanted to scold Jiang Yang back, but he was so choked up from crying that he couldn't speak.

He was so distressed that he was about to die.

Back then, Xiao Yi deliberately provoked and released pigeons. He thought it was revenge against Jiang Yang, and he was even complacent. He didn't expect to miss his overtures, missed the birthday gift he prepared for himself, and let him get drenched in the rain because of it. Waited all day.

No wonder Jiang Yang was so angry after this incident. He still felt that Jiang Yang was fussy and mocked Jiang Yang because of this incident.

He had no idea what he was missing.

They should have reconciled long ago.

Jiang Yang is not an idiot.

He's the complete asshole.

"Don't cry, I didn't hit you, it's like I bullied you," Jiang Yang looked more and more panicked, and finally took out a tissue from his pocket, pulled it out and handed it to him, "Wipe it..."

Xiao Yi didn't answer, and the tears flowed even more fiercely. Jiang Yang had no choice but to reach out his hand to wipe his tears.

After only two or three wipes, Xiao Yi suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Yang's wrist, and wrapped his other arm around his neck.

"??" Jiang Yang was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

"Don't move..." Xiao Yi buried himself in Jiang Yang's neck, crying until his voice became hoarse, "Let me hold you for a while, just for a while... I miss you so much, I only leave you for three days, I miss you ..."

At this time, Jiang Yang was thinner than Jiang Yang when he was an adult, he didn't wear much today, he looked a little thin, and he didn't have any muscles on his body, but Xiao Yi could still feel it... This is the hug he wanted most.

Jiang Yang didn't understand the situation at all: "Ah... what... don't we meet every day..."

"I'm sorry..." Xiao Yi's hot tears flowed down Jiang Yang's neck, making Jiang Yang even more at a loss, "You are right, you appear in front of me every day, and I keep pushing you away... …sorry……"

"No, it's okay..." Jiang Yang patted Xiao Yi's back lightly with a stiff movement, and comforted him awkwardly, "Don't cry, if you like birthday presents, I'll give you last year's gifts too..."

"Stupid..." Xiao Yi's voice was hoarse and intermittent, "I don't want a birthday present..."

I only want you.

I just want you...

His vision suddenly became blurred, the sound of the wind in his ears gradually moved away, the world began to distort, and many pictures flashed through his mind quickly, before he had time to catch them, he was already flying away.

The next moment, Xiao Yi found himself lying on Jiang Yang's bed, in front of him was the ceiling light in the darkness.

...was a dream.

But it's as real as if it really happened.

He felt the coolness on his face, raised his hand to touch it, and found that tears flowed all over his face, and some even flowed down his cheeks to the ears.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Jiang Yang himself didn't sleep well, because Xiao Yi's movements also woke him up, squinting his eyes, seeing Xiao Yi's face through the faint light outside the window, he was so frightened that he opened it quickly Turned on the bedside lamp, and hugged it without saying a word.

Xiao Yi shook his head, and replied softly: "It's okay, I just woke up suddenly."

"Then why are you crying like this? Are you having a nightmare?" Jiang Yang gently kissed the tear stains, comforting softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm by your side..."

Xiao Yi had already stopped crying, but after hearing Jiang Yang's words, tears started to flow out uncontrollably.

"You cry a lot today." Jiang Yang licked Xiao Yi's tears, salty, "You didn't shed so many tears in the afternoon."

Xiao Yi asked softly: "During my second year of junior high school, on my birthday, did you ever think about giving me a basketball as compensation?"

"Ah...you say that, it seems that there is such a thing," Jiang Yang thought for a while, "That ball is dark blue, very beautiful, I picked it for a long time, but you didn't come, I didn't Give it away, but it doesn't matter, if you want, I will give you another one tomorrow."

Xiao Yi had a sore nose, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.

Jiang Yang suddenly realized something: "Hey, no, how do you know, who told you? It shouldn't be, I didn't tell you—"

"Are you still doing it?" Xiao Yi interrupted with a hoarse voice, "Now."

……

Jiang Yang didn't ask any more questions, while carefully kissing the corners of Xiao Yi's wet eyes, he gently brushed his sweat-stained hair.

"Try harder," Xiao Yi begged in a low voice, more pitiful than usual, "Just treat it as my fault... punish me."

Jiang Yang's voice was also very hoarse: "... Well, I listen to you."

"sorry."

Xiao Yi's voice was very soft and slow, and was soon lost in other voices.

……

When they were 14 years old, they didn't understand feelings, they didn't know how to love others, and they only had their own world in their eyes.

But their hearts, like crazy growing vines, were secretly entangled long before anyone noticed.

never separate.