Differentiate into omega in the normal world

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, but it was not yet the school's stipulated time to turn on the air conditioner, so everyone had to turn on the electric fans to the maximum. The girls bought small fans for themselves, while the boys used books as fans, shaking them loudly.

Among such a group of students who wished to wear short-sleeved school uniforms as vests, Song Chen who was still stubbornly wearing a mask was particularly eye-catching.

"Brother, your cold has dragged on for too long. It's getting hotter, won't you be bored wearing it?" Song Ling even missed Song Chen's handsome face after not seeing it for a long time.

"Bored." But there was no way, he hadn't thought of a good way to explain it yet.

Is it true that I went to fine-tune it.

"Damn it, Zhou Ning, you fucking cut out to chat again! The opponent is already at the door." Tang Muwu yelled, and finally took advantage of the big break to play a round, but the teammates stood stupidly and let the opponent fight, from the bottom lane Come straight through.

Zhou Ning was chatting happily with Xiao Yuan, and said a few perfunctory words of comfort, "It's okay, the next game will be better."

Tang Muwu said heartlessly: "There is no next round."

Then he kicked Zhou Ning out of the team.

Zhou Ning sighed sadly, and went to harass Song Chen instead, "Chen, let's go swimming tomorrow."

Song Chen thought for a while and refused, "No."

Then he got up and went to Chen Lang's row of seats. Zhou Ning looked at it more and more, and poked Song Ling, "I think I'm going to fall out of favor."

Song Ling: "Huh?"

Zhou Ning corrected Song Chen who was talking to Chen Lang, "Look, I felt something was wrong when I delivered milk tea last time, as expected..."

Song Ling put down the pen in her hand and excitedly saw that Song Chen was talking to Chen Lang while Chen Lang raised his head cooperatively. The scene looked weird and harmonious.

It's real, it's real!

Shocked on the surface, Song Ling was ecstatic in her heart. She quietly took out her mobile phone and took a picture. When she heard Zhou Ning still beeping in her ear, she turned her attention to him, "What did you say?"

Zhou Ning looked at Song Chen who was standing beside Chen Lang, and said with a sad tone, "Sure enough, there are people outside."

Song Ling: "..."

And Jiang Yu on the other side was also frightened, because he heard Song Chen running over and asking Chen Lang——

Are you home tomorrow?

Goods, fine goods.

Are you at home tomorrow?

The translation is almost like: I will go to your house tomorrow to see what you have to do.

Jiang Yu has never felt that his ability to understand Chinese is so good. Now give him a reading question, and he can write a perfect answer in minutes.

Jiang Yu's eyes were full of books, but her ears were raised, and she heard Chen Lang answer: What's the matter?

Song Chen didn't speak, probably nodding, because he heard Chen Lang reply casually: I'll be home tomorrow.

Jiang Yu: "!!!"

When the person left, Jiang Yu turned to look at Chen Lang, with doubts on his face, "Brother Lang, when did you have such a good relationship with Song Chen? You don't really hate him."

Chen Lang lowered his eyes to read the math problems in the book, and twirled the pen with his slender fingers in a variety of ways. Hearing this, he smiled, "Who said I hate him."

A lot of people.

When Song Chen just transferred here, he went up to introduce himself, and the first thing he said was that he heard that the first grader was in our class.

At that time, everyone's eyes were on Chen Lang, Song Chen also looked at Chen Lang, raised his chin, his face full of arrogance, "From now on, it will be mine."

Although she is a second grader, but because of her good looks, the girls below gave her a face-saving wow.

On the same day, a post was opened in the post bar, betting whether Chen Lang would continue to be the number one in the ranking of the next monthly exam.

As a result, Song Chen was beaten mercilessly, and ran to ask to see Chen Lang's test paper unwillingly. Chen Lang generously gave it to him. Song Chen checked it several times and went back angrily.

The situation was the same for the next few exams. Song Chen would provoke and speak harshly before each exam, and read the test papers silently after the exam.

Even the people in the post bar have lost confidence, and there is no need to continue to open the one-sided bet.

Later, Song Chen and Chen Lang stopped being number one, at least on the surface, even though they were classmates, they rarely talked anymore, and there was another row between the seats, so they couldn't even see each other after class.

On the contrary, Chen Lang was occasionally bored and would provoke Song Chen after the exam, so Jiang Yu felt that Brother Lang really didn't like Song Chen.

Otherwise, why go back and poke your heart.

"If you don't hate it, don't hate it." Jiang Yu's expression was a little weird, "But when the relationship between you two is so good, he will come to your house."

It has been almost two years since high school, and Jiang Yu has never seen any classmate come to Chen Lang's house.

Even in order to avoid some girls adding WeChat, he directly abandoned the large account and used the small account. Jiang Yu forwarded any announcements in the class to him.

Chen Lang raised his eyelids, and there was a smile in his deep pupils, "Don't be good, he will cry."

Jiang Yu trembled all over, I believe you are a ghost.

It was too hot in the afternoon, Song Chen stayed in the air-conditioned room for a long time and refused to go out, and seeing the time was getting late, he asked Uncle Wang to send him to Chen Lang's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he took off his mask and fanned it with his hands, "Did you not turn on the air conditioner?"

Chen Lang said, "There are in the room."

When Song Chen entered the room, he took a special look at his grandmother's room, the door was closed tightly.

To be honest, he is a bit hypocritical.

He has been cute since he was a child, and he is very attractive. The old people he meets like to tease him and give him something to eat. I have never seen someone who is so fierce to her grandchildren like Grandma Chen Lang.

Not to mention him as an outsider, he didn't even say a word last time.

Seeing his concerns, Chen Lang said: "Grandma is not here, today is the first day of the new year, she has gone to the temple."

Song Chen felt relieved.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on for quite a long time, and Song Chen came back to life full of blood as soon as he entered. Standing under the air conditioner and blowing on his back, Chen Lang tugged at him, "I'm going to catch a cold."

Song Chen: "No, I am physically strong."

Chen Lang was amused, closed the exercise book on the table, and asked him, "What do you want me to do?"

"Yes yes yes, I almost forgot." Song Chen took out his phone and sent him a document for him to read.

Chen Lang turned on the phone with a confused face, and was stunned when he saw the name of the file.

"About the treatment plan and treatment of Song Chen's unknown pathology"

Chen Lang slowly buffered him with a question mark face.

"?"

If it wasn't for the word Song Chen in it, he would have thought it was a notice from somewhere.

Song Chen scratched his face, opened the document, coughed and said, "Well, you already know what's going on with me, and there is no other way to solve it except you, and you said no last time... don't feel sick ,so……"

Song Chen was a little embarrassed. He raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Lang. Seeing him crossing his arms, he signaled to continue with great interest.

"So I would like to ask you to give me one of your personal items! Also, you can arrive in time when I get sick, let me hold you, and... take a bite, a few bites."

After Song Chen finished speaking in one breath, he lowered his head and dared not look at Chen Lang's expression.

Fuck, I'm like an aboveboard pervert playing hooligans now!

There was a moment of silence in the room, save for the whine of the air conditioner.After a while, Chen Lang finally said, "Are you trying to cover me?"

"Of course not!" Song Chen stared at him, his mind was full of something.

"Oh." Chen Lang said regretfully, "Is it just biting?"

Otherwise, what else do you want to do?

Recalling the kiss before leaving that day, Song Chen gritted his teeth and was sure, "It's just a bite."

Chen Lang lowered his eyes and did not speak. He looked carefully at the contents of the document, his brows furrowed slightly.

Song Chen suddenly felt a sense of guilt for forcing someone into prostitution.

What a sin.

But he really couldn't help it, worried that Chen Lang would not agree, pointed to the blank line in the document where the treatment was, and said, "Of course it's not for you to do it for free, whatever you want, as long as I can do it. "

Chen Lang: "For example?"

Song Chen: "For example, I will give you money, 1000 at a time."

Chen Lang was expressionless. Seeing that this proposal was not good, Song Chen continued, "Or if you want something, I can buy it for you. I can buy some things that are not available in China. If you want something from a celebrity There is no problem with autographs, I have an uncle who runs an entertainment company, so it is easy to get autographs."

He paused, and said in a somewhat embarrassed voice, "But cars and houses are not good, I... can't afford them, and I don't do bad things like crime."

Chen Lang looked at him with dark eyes, suddenly the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his smile was full of ruffianism, "Song Chen, you give me money, buy me this and that, just to let me hug you and bite you, so it's not a bag I?"

Song Chen: "..."

Song Chen took a deep breath and said seriously, "This is a serious labor and employment relationship! Don't think so dirty!"

Chen Lang snorted coldly, "Would you hug, bite and kiss in a serious relationship?"

Song Chen emphasized, "No kiss. Are you going to agree or not?"

Chen Lang turned off his phone and put it on the table, "Do you still remember what I said that day?"

So many words were said that day, who will remember.

Song Chen felt that he was making trouble for no reason, but now he had to bow his head, think about it seriously, and tentatively said, "You said you don't feel disgusted."

"Not this sentence."

"You said that I prefer the clothes you wear."

"Not at all."

Song Chen looked at him, and Chen Lang also looked at him, his stern face was extremely serious, and his deep eyes seemed to be deep pools that could suck people in.

He rolled his eyes and whispered, "You said you liked it very much."

Chen Lang: "Yes, so you don't have to give me anything."

But Song Chen couldn't do it.

This means that he owes Chen Langtian a great kindness, and he can't think of how to repay it.

And when Chen Lang said he liked it, what did he like?

Like this thing?still like...

Song Chen didn't want to ask.

Both of them fell silent for a while, and Song Chen began to regret that he shouldn't have brought it up. This way, there was a stalemate. If Chen Lang refused, what would he do in the future.

At this time, the doorbell rang suddenly.

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A long way to go