I rely on pheromones

Lin Zhou suddenly woke up from the dream, he straightened up, stared at the night in astonishment, his heart was beating violently.

What did he dream about just now?

The person who was so close to him in the dream turned out to be his brother!

Is he crazy?

Lin Zhou frowned, his breathing couldn't calm down at all, because as soon as he opened his eyes, the scene in the dream just now passed before his eyes again and again.

He got out of bed immediately, went to the bathroom, and turned on the tap.

He held the water and soaked his face over and over again. The water slid down from his eyelids, bridge of nose, and lips. It was obviously cold to the touch, but he felt a burst of fire coming out of his throat.

This clump of burning flames burned more and more intensely, burning from Lin Zhou's neck to his collarbone, and continued down, everywhere he went.

It was the place where his brother met in the dream just now.

Lin Zhou went into the bathroom again and poured cold water over his head, but it didn't help at all. No matter whether he closed his eyes or opened them, the scene in the dream was still playing out in front of his eyes.

He walked out of the bathroom, put his hands there, raised his eyes, and looked in the mirror.

In the mirror, his eyes were very red, revealing a trace of desire.

As time passed, Lin Zhou finally felt that his breathing was gradually calming down, but his throat was still very thirsty.

Lin Zhou only found out today that there is such a kind of thirst in the world, drinking water is ineffective, and cold rain is ineffective even when covering the head and face. Ignoring this feeling is even more self-deception.

The only antidote is his brother's touch and proximity to quench his thirst.

Indulging and yearning like poppies.

At this time, Lin Zhou seemed to see Ning Zong's face in the mirror, and Ning Zong asked him like in a dream.

"Like this? My dear brother."

Lin Zhou took a few steps back hastily, leaning his back against the cold wall, but his throat became more thirsty.

He clearly knows that Ning Zong is not here, there is not even wind here, the windows are closed, and what keeps whistling is the desire in his heart.

Lin Zhou couldn't deny that he really seemed to have desire for his brother.

Once this idea popped up, some emotions in his heart seemed to be unable to be suppressed anymore. It was an indescribable and strange feeling that permeated from the depths of his heart.

What the hell is wrong with him?

Lin Zhou looked at the mirror and asked himself in a daze.

However, no one could give him an answer.

This night, Lin Zhou tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep, but he had another dream, which was still related to Ning Zong.

The next morning, when Lin Zhou woke up, he noticed something was wrong. He looked down and cursed secretly.

Hold.

Last night he had a dream all night, and now, his underwear is really dirty.

Lin Zhou held his forehead and sat there a little depressed.It's been a long time since such a thing happened to him, and now it's because of...

Isn't it because of practicing a sex scene with his brother?Why is he like this?

Lin Zhou didn't dare to think about it anymore. If he continued to think about it, he was afraid that the dream that had been troubling him last night would come to his mind again.

At this time, Lin Zhou suddenly remembered that when Ning Zong was at that time, he unexpectedly discovered a secret of Ning Zong.

Lin Zhou's thoughts drifted away.

That morning, when Lin Zhou was about to go out to go to school, when he passed by Ning Zong's room, Ning Zong's door was half closed.

The door was not fully closed, and the sound of water inside could be faintly heard.

Lin Zhou was a little curious. Ning Zong left very early in the past, but now it's so late, Ning Zong hasn't left yet, and there is still the sound of water coming from inside.

What the hell is Ning Zong doing?

He became more curious, so he pushed open the door and stood at the door to look over.

Lin Zhou was stunned, that elder brother who was always aloof and god-like, was actually washing his underwear.

Ning Zong stood in front of the sink, he bent down, his face was cold, his cold white slender hands were actually immersed in the water, and he was washing his underwear condescendingly.

Lin Zhou was shocked, but also felt a little proud, he sneered, he finally caught Ning Zong's handle.

He wasn't ready to leave, he leaned against the door with great interest, and stared at Ning Zong for a while, but Ning Zong didn't notice him, he seemed to be in a daze.

So, he deliberately said: "Hey, who did you dream about last night, who was washing underwear in the morning? Tell me about it?"

Lin Zhou noticed that when his voice just fell, Ning Zong's body froze. Alpha's back was tense, the arc of the arch trembled slightly, and he stood there stiffly.

Ning Zong turned his body sideways, Lin Zhou couldn't see his expression clearly.

But during the few seconds when Ning Zong stood still, there was a trace of imperceptible paleness and helplessness.

Lin Zhou was slightly stunned, he just said something casually, why did Ning Zong react so strongly.

In the next second, Ning Zong threw the things in his hand into the water. The moment the water splashed, Ning Zong turned around and walked towards Lin Zhou with no expression on his face.

Looking at Ning Zong's face without any ups and downs.

Lin Zhou wondered if Ning Zong felt embarrassed to be found out by him, so now he wants to settle the score with him.

Lin Zhou raised his chin arrogantly, ready to face the war.Ning Zong walked up to Lin Zhou, he looked at Lin Zhou for a few seconds, and pressed his thin lips tightly.

Suddenly, Alpha pressed the door frame with one hand, leaned over, and his eyebrows and eyes suddenly approached.

At that moment, Lin Zhou smelled the sun-baked smell of Ning Zong's body, as well as the fresh scent of soap on his hands.

In the early morning of summer, the chirping of cicadas is already hoarse.

The blazing sun enveloped the earth, and the light spots jumped around and gathered in the center, which was Ning Zong's indifferent face as usual.

The light fragrance and the red hot sun have reached a delicate balance at this point in time.

The Alpha looked at Lin Zhou without blinking, layers of unspeakable emotions flashed through his silent black eyes, as if he was restraining something.

In the silence, he finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"Want to know who I dreamed about?"

Ning Zong stared into Lin Zhou's eyes, and uttered two words, the final sound was like the wind, teasing Lin Zhou's ears.

"You."

Half ridicule, half joke, plausible.

When Lin Zhou heard these words, he froze on the spot.The wind rolled up the dust in the corner, and it returned to silence.

Ning Zong's eyes were dark, and after a while, he said something lightly.

"Can you believe it?"

Then, with a "bang", the door closed in front of Lin Zhou, closing the room with the sweltering heat and Alpha's silent figure.

Lin Zhou's thoughts were withdrawn from the memories, he thought absently, and he didn't know why Ning Zong said those words at that time.

Ning Zong reacted that night, how could it be because of him?

But when he thought of this possibility, Lin Zhou's heart felt a little depressed again, and he became irritable for no reason.

He collected his thoughts and prepared to resign himself to washing his underwear. This has not happened to him for a long time as an adult. Perhaps what happened last night stimulated him.

Thinking of last night, Lin Zhou's heart began to pound again.

He put on new pants, took the dirty ones to the sink, put the laundry detergent aside, turned on the faucet, and the water poured down.

Lin Zhou couldn't help feeling a little lost again.

——That night, when his brother reacted, was it because he dreamed of someone?

——Obviously this is just a normal reaction, why does he care so much?

——He dreamed about Ning Zong last night, did Ning Zong dream about him?

Such a simple matter, but Lin Zhou felt that his heart was very disturbed.

Lin Zhou rubbed his underwear numbly, but he didn't realize that he didn't even pour the laundry detergent on it.

Just rubbing dryly like this, his nails unconsciously rubbed against the phalanges over and over again, with a kind of astringent, slightly painful touch.

But Lin Zhou was still repeating this action mechanically, over and over again.The water passed over the back of his hand like cold threads.

He belatedly hissed as the edge of the nail scraped hard against his skin again.

Lin Zhou looked down, and only then did he realize what a stupid thing he was doing.

Lin Zhou immediately poured out the water and replaced it with a new one. The water was still standing. This time, he poured in the laundry detergent and started washing again.

The fragrance of laundry detergent filled the air, and the foam gradually increased.

It's like the throbbing of a teenager's first love, and it's like a long ignorant journey to the heart.

At this time, there was a knock at the door, Lin Zhou turned off the faucet, and opened the door without drying his hands, which were still wet.

Lin Zhou opened the door and saw Ning Zong. Ning Zong glanced at the water drops and foam on Lin Zhou's hands, and said casually.

"Doing laundry early in the morning?"

For some reason, Lin Zhou felt a little guilty: "Yeah."

Ning Zong took a few glances at Lin Zhou quietly, on the seemingly calm surface, his mind was churning.

After practicing with Lin Zhou last night, he almost had a dream all night, and the dream was full of scenes where he and Lin Zhou were intimate.

He couldn't help thinking about his year, and he thought about Lin Zhou the same way all night, and when he was washing his pants the next morning, Lin Zhou found out.

At that moment, he almost thought that his secret was about to be revealed, and his face was a little helplessly pale.

But soon he calmed down, his thoughts were hidden deep, unless he opened his mouth, no one could see his secret.

In a daze, six years have passed since he arrived.

He and his brother have also come to this point.

Ning Zong didn't think about it any more, and said softly, "I'll come in to see you."

Lin Zhou was a little flustered when he thought of his underwear that was still there. He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Ning Zong had already pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as Ning Zong came in, he looked at the sink with suspicion, and sure enough...

He pursed his lips slightly, and said in an unclear manner: "It seems that you didn't sleep well last night?"

A faint sound pierced Lin Zhou's pretended composure. He had only one thought in his mind, it's over, his brother found out.

Lin Zhou, who had never encountered such embarrassment, subconsciously wanted to escape.

But the space here is so big, no matter which way he goes, it seems that he is surrounded by his brother's sight, and there is no way to go.

Lin Zhou took a deep breath and calmed down.

This is a normal phenomenon, Ning Zong was hit by him once?

There's nothing to be embarrassed about, as long as he doesn't say that it's because he dreamed about Ning Zong that he reacted last night, Ning Zong will never know.

Simply, don't block anything, be aboveboard.

Lin Zhou lifted his chin slightly, walked to the sink calmly, turned on the faucet calmly, the water fell, and he opened his mouth.

"Okay."

Amidst the sound of clear water, Ning Zong's voice rang out suddenly, asking casually.

"Who did you dream about last night?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhou's body froze, and his drooping black eyelashes trembled slightly, as if a secret had been discovered and he was at a loss as to what to do.

Did his brother guess it?That's why you're asking him now?

The water slid across the back of Lin Zhou's hand, it was very cold, like an ice-hardened blade, the knife slashed very lightly, there was no injury or pain, only a silent and clear tactile sensation.

But Lin Zhou could only hear Ning Zong's cold voice.

Lin Zhou noticed that Ning Zong seemed to be smiling, but even the ending sound was dull, as if he just asked this sentence most naturally.

He raised his head, looked into Ning Zong's eyes, and looked at each other silently.

The sentence just now was what Lin Zhou asked Ning Zong in his memory.The words that were almost the same as those in memory were pressed to Lin Zhou word by word.

Time passed, the positions were reversed, before he was questioning his brother, but now, the person being questioned became him.

It was a sweltering hot and windless summer at that time, and now it is late spring, which is more than half expected. The temperature is completely different, and there is almost no difference.

But like a frame of old photos that never faded, spread out everything that was obscure in front of the other party.

Lin Zhou thought absently, how should he answer?

Said he had a dream last night?

The object of the dream is his brother?

At this time, Ning Zong suddenly stepped up, walked behind Lin Zhou unhurriedly, and stood still.He looked into Lin Zhou's eyes in the mirror, leaned slightly, and approached Lin Zhou's ear.

As long as Ning Zong lowers his head slightly, his cool chin can rest on Lin Zhou's shoulder.

He even suspected that if Ning Zong got closer, his shoulder blades would touch Ning Zong's body.

The clothes are thin enough to feel each other's sharp bones.

There was still a very thin distance between Ning Zong and him, but Lin Zhou felt that the touch was extremely clear.

The water was still flowing slowly, vaguely like a summer rain that came and went without warning.

Ning Zong raised his hand and passed in front of Lin Zhou, his eyes were fixed on Lin Zhou's eyes in the mirror from beginning to end.He put his hand on the switch and pressed lightly.

The water finally stopped and the sound fell silent.

Ning Zong tilted his head, his breath reached Lin Zhou's ears, and asked repeatedly, his voice was neither soft nor heavy, but deep and slow.

"Who did you dream about last night?"

They kept looking at each other, not looking away.

Lin Zhou suddenly had the illusion that even though Ning knew the answer, he stubbornly wanted him to say that sentence himself.

The air was silent, and no one spoke, as if frozen.

Then, Lin Zhou heard his own voice.

"You."

Brother, I dreamed about you.

Obviously he had already made a decision a second ago, and he would not let Ning Zong catch him, but he secretly wanted Ning Zong to know that he had dreamed about Ning Zong.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhou was relieved, Ning Zong is his elder brother, so what if Ning Zong knew about it?

He just likes to lay out all the twists and turns of his heart in front of his brother completely, without hiding anything.

After Lin Zhou finished speaking, he kept looking at Ning Zong, paying attention to Ning Zong's reaction.Then, he saw Ning Zong leaning down even more, so close that it was almost close to his ear.

The words uttered seemed to be telling a secret that both of them knew well.

"What a coincidence, I dreamed about you too."