Differentiate into omega in the normal world

The summer is hot, the windows of the classroom are tightly closed to prevent the air-conditioning from leaking out, and the cicadas on the trees outside are constantly singing, making it even hotter in the hot summer.

The afternoon is especially suitable for sleeping, but Song Chen and the others still have to face several test papers, and Zhou Ning in the back seat has already called out.

Amidst the shouts and chatter, Song Chen's eyelids became heavier and heavier. He quickly shook his head and put down his pen to rest for a while.

"Brother, this question... you want to sleep too? It's so rare to see you sleepy in writing the test paper." Song Ling saw him rubbing his eyes sleepily, and snickered.

Song Chen was also puzzled, he was either wanting to sleep, or his body was very weak, he couldn't lift his energy, and it was difficult to concentrate.

Like something is missing.

"Which question, show me." Song Chen said.

Song Ling pointed to the last question of multiple choice questions in the test paper, and she also approached.Song Chen checked that it wasn't a complicated question. He wrote on a blank draft paper while explaining. After a while, Song Ling stared at him blankly.

Song Chen was depressed, "Are you listening?"

Song Ling: "Yes...brother, have you been wearing perfume? It smells so good on you."

Song Chen's complexion changed slightly, and he said calmly, "How can I wear perfume?"

Song Ling still frowned, feeling that the scent was a bit familiar, as if she had smelled it before, but it was not as rich or sweet as it is now.

She couldn't help but moved closer to Song Chen, "But it really has a fragrance, wow! What kind of perfume is this, the smell is too fairy, do you have a link bro?"

"There's something wrong with your nose." Song Chen leaned back, stood up and said, "I'm going to the toilet."

He left the classroom without looking back, and secretly touched Chen Lang's back when passing by the last row where Chen Lang was.

He walked fast, so he didn't notice that after he left, the students around him sniffled and looked at the closed windows.

I didn't even open the window, where did the smell come from?

Song Chen walked around in the toilet impatiently, and couldn't wait to run to Chen Lang's side and grab his arm after Chen Lang came in.

very hot.

"Your hands are so hot, isn't the air conditioner turned on in the classroom?" Song Chen let go of him, and found that his face was also a little red, "Chen Lang, you don't have a fever, do you?"

"Huh?" Chen Lang's voice was very hoarse. He turned on the faucet to wash his arms and felt a little better, but after turning it off, the burning sensation came back in his body.

Since that day in the equipment room, he has been yearning for Song Chen more and more, almost having unspeakable dreams every night.

In the dream, he held Song Chen down, allowing him to cry and shout.

Bite down hard on the back of the neck.

Thinking about it, Chen Lang couldn't hold it back. Chen Lang wanted to rush again, but Song Chen stopped him, "Silly, you have a fever, and you are still flushing with cold water. Hurry up and go to the infirmary to see a doctor."

"No."

"It's so hot and I still say no."

Song Chen reached out to test the temperature of his forehead, and it took less than a second for him to touch it, but Chen Lang reacted violently, taking a big step back hastily.

Frowning tightly, "Don't touch."

Song Chen laughed at him, "You are a child, you lose your temper when you are sick."

Chen Lang ignored him, and leaned his back against the cold wall, finally lowering the temperature a bit, "You have a scent on your body, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

"It's okay, just a little bit."

He's already like this, how dare Song Chen ask him to help him, anyway, it's not very serious now, it's just a little scent.

Go forward and pull Chen Lang away, "You go to the infirmary first, don't burn into a fool by then."

It's rare to be kind to Chen Lang, but it's a pity that Chen Lang didn't appreciate it, and he reacted so badly to throw him away, his already hoarse voice became a little deeper, his face was very irritable, "Don't touch me."

Song Chen is so angry!

"Day! I rarely touch you. If it wasn't because you were sick." Good intentions turned pale, Song Chen got angry, turned around and left, "Forget it, do you want to go or not, anyway, I'm not the one who got burned."

Song Chen rushed back to the classroom and sat down. Zhou Ning was already awake and was desperately writing the test paper. When he smelled a familiar fragrance, he subconsciously raised his head and wanted to ask Song Chen, but he was afraid that it would be the same as last time.

So I moved my chair back a little, bowed my head and continued writing.

Tang Muwu, who was next to him, asked him in a low voice, "Do you smell something? It's sweet and sweet."

Zhou Ning raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "It's not long after lunch and you smell the fragrance, you are a pig."

Song Chen didn't see Chen Lang returning to the classroom for the next time, so he probably went to see a doctor.

"If you're sick, you'll be sick, and you're so idiotic!"

I won't even send you to the infirmary.

Song Chen was still angry when he thought about it, because he thought that the relationship between him and Chen Lang had improved during this period of time.

Zhou Ning took his family's car back at night, Song Chen listened to English with earphones on, and Zhou Ning was playing games.

A faint milky scent lingered in the small car, and Zhou Ning became more and more annoyed by the beating, so he pressed the car window to release the smell.

Uncle Wang glanced at him and asked, "Is the air conditioner turned on too low?"

Zhou Ning: "No, I just feel the smell in the car, open the windows for ventilation."

Uncle Wang said with a smile, "It smells like milk. Chenchen likes to drink it, so I put a few bottles in the car."

Zhou Ning nodded absently, and glanced at Song Chen from the corner of his eye. He was wearing earphones and knew nothing.

When he arrived at the place, Zhou Ning said goodbye in a hurry, and got out of the car as if fleeing.

The next day Song Chen got up late and blushed when he woke up.

He dreamed about Chen Lang again, this time it was even more extreme, he was the one who begged Chen Lang to bite his neck.

Fortunately, dreams and reality are the opposite.

It is impossible for him to allow Chen Lang to bite him.

He moved and got up, the sticky feeling in his lower body made him stunned.

Why is it here again!

Song Chen went to the toilet to take a shower with a cold face, changed into dry clothes and went downstairs, but he always felt that something was wrong.

"What smells so good?" Aunt Lin came out of the kitchen, sniffed and smelled it, glanced at the milk on Song Chen's table, and asked jokingly, "Chen Chen, did you secretly add sugar to the milk? The sweet smell They all floated out."

Song Chen stopped drinking the milk and finally realized something was wrong.

is the smell.

He also smelled the fragrance emanating from himself.

Song Chen: "!!!"

Aunt Lin saw that his expression had changed, thought it was embarrassment, and smiled again: "It's okay, if you like milk desserts, just tell me next time, I will add sugar for you directly when I make it."

Song Chen twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly and nodded.

He just wants to go to school to find Chen Lang quickly.

He arrived at school quite late, but Chen Lang didn't expect Chen Lang to be even later, and he didn't come over until the bell rang for the first class.

Song Chen was so anxious that he was sweating in the air-conditioned classroom.

"Breakfast is not allowed in the classroom. If you want to eat, go out and eat before you come in." Zhou Xue smelled the smell as soon as she came in, and frowned and said to the students below.

The students responded one after another, and a few of them pushed the buns in the drawer a little.

Song Chen was feeling guilty, his head was dizzy, and he felt like a fragrance agent, as long as the exposed body parts were emitting a steady stream of breath.

Chen Lang!Why isn't Chen Lang here yet?

While thinking wildly, Song Ling's hand suddenly touched the back of his hand, "Brother, you still lied to me that I didn't wear the fragrance, it's so fragrant."

Song Chen was taken aback, then withdrew his hand and forcibly calmed down, "Maybe the perfume in the car is stained."

Song Ling seemed to understand and nodded, looking at the blackboard, all she could think about was the fragrance.

What kind of perfume is this?

After finally getting out of class, Song Ling turned her head when she saw Song Chen rushing to Chen Lang's place.

"Why didn't Chen Lang come?"

Jiang Yu raised his head, he was stunned by the tangy fragrance, his eyes were fixed on Song Chen's hanging arm in front of the table.

He is too white, whiter than the school flower.

"Where's Chen Lang?" Song Chen was impatient.

"Oh..." Jiang Yu came back to his senses, looked away and then came back, and said, "Brother Lang has a fever and asked for leave."

"Very serious? When can I come back?"

"Last night was very serious. When I went to see him, I felt that the temperature of my body could be fried, and I got angry, and there was a big burn on my mouth." Jiang Yu said, seeing Song Chen's brows furrowed tightly, his face An anxious look doesn't look like a fake.

Never expected to see Song Chen worrying about Brother Lang one day.

"But it's not a big deal. Brother Lang is in good health. I think he will be back alive and well tomorrow." Jiang Yu comforted him.

Hope so.

After thinking about it after returning to his position, Song Chen took out the wrist guard from his bag and put it on. Zhou Ning had seen it before so he didn't dare to wear it.

Now it will be a while to be able to stand up for a while.

However, Chen Lang still didn't come after a day, so he went to ask Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu was also very strange.

"The body temperature is still quite high, and taking antipyretics doesn't help." Jiang Yu sighed helplessly, "Brother Lang is really angry when he is sick. I asked a few words and drove me out."

For three consecutive days, Chen Lang was ill and did not come to school.

The aura on Song Chen's body was getting heavier and heavier, and the wrist guard couldn't hold it down any longer.

He felt that he also had a fever, and he was exhausted, even in the air-conditioned room.

The students in the class were all talking about smelling the fragrance. A few boys smiled and looked at the girls who were discussing, "You girls have too many tricks. The whole class can smell this perfume. Who is it?"

"Know who is still discussing here?"

"This smell is really good. It smells so exciting that I don't feel sleepy in class."

Several men looked at each other and smiled, "It's very exciting."

Their voices were loud, and more and more people were talking about it. Song Chen behind couldn't stop listening, so he got up and went to the corner of the corridor outside to have a wind.

There were few people and it was quiet here, and Song Chen lay powerlessly on the railing, dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

As soon as you look down, you can smell the faint milk fragrance.

day!

This is too sissy.

When will Chen Lang recover from his illness?

"Song Chen."

He was in a daze when he suddenly heard someone calling him, Song Chen turned around and was startled, there was a person standing behind him at some point.

It's very close to him, and if you get closer, you can meet him.

Song Chen narrowed his eyes and thought about it, he seemed to be someone in the third year of high school.

Studying well, I met him when I received the award on the rostrum at the beginning of school.

"You..." Being too close, Song Chen frowned irritably, and hid to the side, but the man turned his body and stopped Song Chen.

Staring at Song Chen with scorching eyes, "Song Chen, you too."

The author has something to say:

Chen Lang had a fever and was holding back.