What if there are no inhibitors?

"We still have a lot of cats and dogs here. Stray pet rabbits can't survive in the urban environment. The pet rabbits we rescue are all just abandoned or thrown directly at the door of our rescue station."

Song Zhiwei nodded knowingly.

The staff laughed and said, "So there are very few kind-hearted people like you who deliver rabbit food."

Song Zhiwei smiled guiltyly.

The man saw that Song Zhiwei was shy and unwilling to talk, so he had no intention of chatting.

Song Zhiwei saw a few rabbits from a distance across the cage.

Because Ruan Ruan is a rabbit, he has a special liking for this long-eared plush animal, and it is not in vain for him to travel so far just to deliver this box of rabbit food.

He gave the rabbit food to the staff and planned to leave after a short stay.

After fulfilling a wish, he was in a happy mood, and walked out humming a song.Looking at the scenery of the rescue station with great interest.

Because of the remote location, there are quite a lot of trees.

Lush, with wintersweet, twigs, quaternary evergreens and…

And Han Yu.

As soon as he left the gate of the aid station, he saw Han Lu next to the evergreen tree.

The other party was wearing a slim black long down jacket, with a handsome face and a tall figure.Obviously standing next to the evergreen trees, these trees are the most eye-catching colors in the whole winter, but they are a little more lively than this tree.

It's just that the other party's dark eyes stared at him for a moment. --

Song Zhiwei rolled his Adam's apple, and ran up to Han Lu cautiously: "Why are you here?"

"Jian Chao has something to do here."

"Oh." After asking this sentence, Song Zhiwei lowered his head and looked at the toes of his and Han Lu's shoes.

They both wore the same brand of sneakers, but their own feet were one size smaller than the other's. With such a size comparison, even the feet felt guilty.

After being quiet for a while, Han Luqi asked, "Did you donate the rabbit food I gave you?"

"Yeah." Song Zhiwei nodded and hummed softly.

After a while, Han Lu said, "Blame me, I'll forcefully give it to you if you don't want it."

Song Zhiwei looked up in surprise, Han Lu's voice and expression carried a sense of helplessness and discomfort, although it was not obvious, Song Zhiwei still caught it.

Like a big tiger hiding in a corner holding a beloved broken toy and crying, you completely forget how fierce and terrifying he used to be, but you are as lovable as a big cat.

Especially arousing people's guilt.

He licked his dry lips helplessly: "I..."

Han Lu froze for a moment, then laughed: "I should be wronged, why did you cry first?"

Song Zhiwei felt his eyes sore.He blinked quickly, trying to ease the dry and sore feeling inside, and looked at Han Lu obediently.

Han Lu sighed suddenly, and said softly, "Don't look at me like that, I don't dare to blame you at all now. I won't ask about this matter, let's go back together, I'm driving."

Han Lu was about to leave, but Song Zhiwei held onto the corner of his clothes: "This matter is related to my illness." He only held onto a small corner of the corner of his clothes, and he didn't dare to use his strength, but he held on to the corner tightly. Let go: "Don't be angry, okay, I really don't want to trample on your heart."

Han Lu persuaded him: "Don't worry, I'm not angry. Is it the one who asks for leave from the 25th to the 27th of every month?"

Song Zhiwei nodded: "Yes."

His puberty is related to the companion beast, because the companion beast is a rabbit.So period will be more frequent.

And Ruanruan is not an ordinary rabbit, it can't eat, it's also a secret he brought from that world.

A secret that cannot be revealed.

In this way, it is possible to say that the two are related.

Han Lu said in a deep voice, "You once said, 'Just treat me as sick', which means that this is not a disease, and it will not endanger your health, right?"

"Yes."

"That's fine." Han Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and walked back: "Go back, it's okay."

Song Zhiwei chased him from behind and asked, "Don't you ask me? Aren't you curious?"

"I'm curious, but you didn't even tell your parents. I don't want to force you. Whenever you want to tell me, I'll listen."

Song Zhiwei pursed his lips and said with a smile, "You are so kind."

"Since I'm so good, you should consider me and fall in love with me." Han Lu originally just wanted to say hello.

But he didn't hear Song Zhiwei's refusal. He paused, turned around in doubt, and Song Zhiwei behind him looked tangled in thinking.

think.

The other party is thinking. --

Aware of this, Han Lu panicked for a moment. He didn't know where to put the hand by his side, and swayed unconsciously in the air. He wanted to hold Song Zhiwei's hand, but was suddenly burned by Meng Lang's thoughts. He felt a little guilty. Put it into the clothes bag, and finally take it out again to cover up.

After a long time, Song Zhiwei didn't say anything.The feather-like eyelashes trembled uneasily, and the roots of the ears were also red.

Han Lu coughed and said solemnly, "Let's go."

The two walked to the vicinity of the racetrack with their own thoughts.

Jian Chao saw Song Zhiwei from a long distance away, and felt strange: "It's really you, what are you doing here?"

"Let me take a look at the little animals here."

"Isn't there a small animal rescue station in our district?" Jian Chao asked why.

But that's good too, Song Zhiwei talked a few more words with him, and he wasn't as nervous as being alone with Han Lu just now.

He cleared his throat and said cheerfully, "There are pet rabbits here."

"Oh." Jian cried out in a clear voice. Song Zhiwei raised rabbits himself, so he probably likes rabbits very much.

Speaking of pet rabbits, Han Lu looked at Song Zhiwei with a half-smile.

Song Zhiwei glanced at the other party embarrassedly, blinking innocently.He knew that the other party's "joking settlement" method was already a sign of dissatisfaction. As for why the expression of "settlement" was on his face, he just wanted to tease him.

Of course he chose to masturbate.

He smiled hippiely, but because of his picturesque features, this smile was not only not obscene, but also bright and cheerful.

"Hiss." Jian Chao shuddered on the spot: "The flirting between the two of you is disgusting."

Song Zhiwei glanced at him with a smile on his face, but Jian Chao slipped away.

-

On the way home, Song Zhiwei sat on Han Lu's sports car, looking around strangely, especially at Han Lu's driving posture: "You can actually drive?"

"Well, I'm old enough to take the driver's license test."

"Oh." Song Zhiwei nodded: "I just heard from Jian Chao that you are here to play racing."

"I didn't go racing." Han Lu immediately explained: "Jian Chao wanted to get closer to the female referee. The ordinary audience might not even be able to talk, so he brought the car here." He was afraid that Song Zhiwei didn't understand, and then Added a sentence: "I didn't drive to the field."

Seeing his eager explanation, Song Zhiwei froze for a moment, suddenly realized something, turned his face sideways in embarrassment, and pressed his face against the window glass in the posture of looking at the scenery.

Instead of cooling him down, the cold glass made his face hotter and hotter.He looked at the scenery outside the window, and the landmarks outside gradually became familiar, and he was almost in their area.

And the lingering touch has not been resolved.

He just asked casually out of curiosity.

But Han Lu's anxious explanation was very much like a husband who hangs out with friends.

He was embarrassed by the thought.

to the door.

Song Zhiwei got out of the car, bent over and said to Han Lu, "Goodbye."

Han Lu tightened his grip on the steering wheel: "Goodbye."

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhiwei ran into the house in a hurry.

Surprisingly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw an elegant and shrewd woman and a very imposing man in the living room.

His thumping heart slowed down quickly, his whole body cooled down, and he called out politely: "Dad, Mom."

The man sitting on the sofa opened his eyes when he heard the words, and hummed indifferently.

It really is exactly the same as wishing the world.Song Zhiwei thought to himself, his father was very successful in his field, he said what he said, and he was very majestic.The two meet every few days during Chinese New Year every year.

Anyway, he is not afraid that he will lose his vest.

His mother, Liu Fengxia, cleared her throat: "Are you back? Your dad and I just got off the plane this morning, but you weren't home."

"Well, I went out with Han Lu."

"Han Lu?" His father was puzzled.

Liu Fengxia pushed him: "Oh, it's the same neighborhood as ours, the son of Han X."

His father's majestic voice rarely brought a smile: "You have a good relationship with him?"

Song Zhiwei nodded. --

His father said, "Okay, then invite him to your birthday party."

Liu Fengxia was behind him, her eyebrows slightly frowned.The Han family is the most expensive family in this neighborhood, and their wealth is several times greater than theirs. It is said that it is because Han Lu's grandparents live nearby that they did not move out.

Of course she knew what her husband meant.

This is the kind of friend a son should have at a young age.

But she frowned with the sixth sense of a woman's instinct. If she had to say the reason, it might be because the boy of the Han family was a shrewd person at first glance, and his son was stupid enough to listen to him.

Being suppressed like this, one day I will suffer.

However, she also felt that her sixth sense was too mysterious and she couldn't control it, so she didn't make a sound to stop it.

Song Zhiwei was taken aback: "Birthday?"

His dad said, "What? I didn't know how to play, so I even forgot my birthday?"

Song Zhiwei continued: "No."

His father misunderstood, thinking that Song Zhiwei was surprised why he had time to go home.

Explaining: "After all, you are 18 years old, so you have to take care of it."

"Oh, I see." Song Zhiwei nodded: "Then I'll go up."

After a while, the man said: "It's still the same unfamiliar."

Liu Fengxia pushed him from behind unhappily: "Let me just say, this child's education should also be taken seriously."

"What's the matter." The man took a sip of tea calmly: "As long as the root is not crooked, he will understand us after he becomes a parent."

In order not to delay studying, his parents set the birthday party for next Saturday. When Song Zhiwei was in school, he told the people in their dormitory about it.

After Jian Chao heard this, he didn't say anything, "I thought you would be separated like Han Lu."

These words touched Song Zhiwei's heartstrings.

Han Yul separated because the commercial birthday party and the gathering of friends of the same age conflicted. Han Yul has many friends, so he separated on purpose.

And he doesn't have so many friends.

Song Zhiwei poked the white rice in the bowl: "I think it's more convenient."

Han Lu stared at Jian Chao unhappily.

Jianchao felt aggrieved.

On Friday, December 12th, when Song Zhiwei came home, he saw that the inside and outside of the villa had been decorated with "Happy Birthday Song Zhiwei" as the center.

The deserted and luxurious villa suddenly became amiable.

His father gave him some shares and taught him to cultivate the concept of investment and financial management, and his mother gave him a house.

It was a very expensive gift, but the moment Song Zhiwei took it, he couldn't help wondering what Han Lu would give it.

That night, Liu Fengxia took Song Zhiwei to get a custom-made suit with great interest.

After Song Zhiwei changed into his suit, he came out and stood in front of the fitting mirror, his thin white fingertips embarrassedly tugged at the hem of the clothes.

The white waistcoat tightly clung to his waist, drawing out his thin waistline. The materials were luxurious and well-cut, which made his waist thin and his legs long.Under the light, her fair and beautiful face looked like a little marquis from a noble family.

The people next to him kept exclaiming, exaggerating Song Zhiwei again and again.

Song Zhiwei whispered, "Mom, let's go."

Liu Fengxia smiled with the spring breeze blowing on her face, with a smug face, "Let's go, son."

-

Although Song Zhiwei had a premonition about yesterday's experience, when Han Lu followed his parents to their house, Obsidian's eyes stared straight at him unabashedly.

He still lowered his head in embarrassment.

His father saw that Song Zhiwei had been in business with them for a whole day with a smirk, and patted him on the shoulder: "You don't need to stand at the door, go play with your friends."

Song Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief. Although he is more afraid of Han Lu now, he wants to be able to move freely.

The two came to the second-floor garden where there were few people. He wanted to turn around, but Han Lu suddenly stepped forward and put his hands on the railing at his waist.

When he turned around completely, Han Lu completely surrounded him in a small space.The two of them could not breathe together for a moment.

He remembered that the two girls at the front table would unconsciously raise their voices every time they talked about being happy.

He remembered their chat, so he asked, "What? Forced love?"

Han Lu's eyes were getting darker at first, but he laughed so much that he couldn't help it. He looked at Song Zhiwei with a smile, and couldn't help but laugh: "Where did you learn it?"

Song Zhiwei moved his lips, as if realizing that he had said something stupid: "I listened to what they said."

"However." Han Lu's voice gradually lowered, and his eyes from top to bottom flicked across Song Zhiwei's trembling eyelashes, uneasy rolling Adam's apple, thin waist and slender straight legs: "I really want to have that meaning."

"You look good today."