Differentiate into omega in the normal world

The classroom was quiet and only the rustling of pens was heard. Song Ling stooped to change seats with Chen Lang at the back. Tang Muwu watched the whole process silently, and only touched Song Ling's elbow when Chen Lang sat down. , "What are you doing?"

Song Ling shook her head, saying that I don't know either.

God knows she was dying of curiosity.

Chen Lang took the initiative to change seats to sit behind Song Chen, and now he took the initiative to change seats with her, just to stay next to Song Chen.

Song Ling dared to swear on her own little skirts, if the two of them were not bothered, they would give away all the little skirts!

Her gaze moved to Chen Lang's neck, and her heart sank.

My brother is really fierce!

I don't care about homework, I just want to eat candy.

Chen Lang moved the books stacked high on Song Chen's desk to the side, so that he wouldn't feel so aggrieved.

Grabbing the chair and getting closer, the soft and comfortable breath after the rain was slowly released, and Song Chen, who had been sleeping extremely restlessly, gradually relaxed.

Instinctively approaching Chen Lang's breath.

He changed his head to face Chen Lang, his brows were wrinkled, and there was a red mark on the right cheek that was pressed out.

It looks a little silly.

Chen Lang's brows and eyes were slightly soft, and his slender fingers brushed his forehead, touching his forehead with sweat.

"How can you be so stubborn?" Chen Lang sighed in a low voice.

Hands touched the softest place along the back of the neck, Chen Lang comforted him with extremely gentle strength.

The breath after the rain haunted Song Chen as if he didn't want money, until his brows relaxed.

The two behind them kept paying attention to the situation ahead, Tang Muwu pondered for a moment, and communicated with Song Ling on the phone.

Tang Muwu: Is Chen Lang planning to pinch him secretly? Do you want to wake Song Chen up?

Song Ling rolled her eyes in disdain, and sent him a moving picture without saying anything.

It is a picture of a kitten lying on the owner's lap, accepting the owner stroking the back of the cat's neck and stroking the cat.

Tang Muwu didn't understand:? ? ?

A few minutes later, Chen Lang took the math test paper aside, looked at the scores on it and raised his eyebrows.

No wonder he was so angry.

He put it back untouched, pretending he didn't see it.

If it is found out, it will definitely be angry again.

Afterwards, Chen Lang didn't move any more, but picked up the test paper he brought and started to write. Song Ling stared at it for a while and then continued to concentrate on her homework when she saw that she really lost sight of it.

However, what she didn't know was that when she was struggling to catch up with her homework, the sleeping Song Chen kept leaning towards Chen Lang's side, until finally her head was almost on his forearm.

Chen Lang couldn't write his homework at all.

He tried to lift Song Chen's head to let him point it to the side, Song Chen very cooperatively switched to the other hand for pillow, but the free hand grabbed Chen Lang and didn't let go.

In short, you have to meet Chen Lang!

Chen Lang: "..."

Chen Lang chose to give up, it was too obvious to put it on the table, he held hands and put it down, blocked by the desk.

I can't write my homework anymore, so I can only look at the title and write a few multiple-choice questions with the other hand.

Can block the front but not the back, Song Ling looked up after writing a big question and saw their holding hands.

He froze for a moment, then almost cried out in fright.

Song Ling: "!!!"

She was trembling and wanted to take out her phone and leave the stone hammer behind. When she turned on the camera, she saw Chen Lang turning her head.

Frowning, he made a silent gesture with no expression on his face.

Song Ling nodded quickly, put away the phone, and saw Chen Lang turned back, so she lowered her head and pressed the phone desperately.

sisters! !There is a big melon! ! !I really want to say ah ah ah!

After sleeping for nearly a class, Song Chen finally woke up, his mouth was dry and his hands were shaking and numb.

"Brother, how did you sleep?" Song Ling asked him with a wink.

Song Chen took a sip of water and said, "It's pretty good, I feel a lot more energetic."

I was dizzy before, and all my attention was on trying not to get close to Chen Lang, but now I don't feel that way anymore.

Sure enough, patience is effective.

Song Chen's mood improved, and the next few days were still very comfortable, although contact with Chen Lang was unavoidable.

But he believes that he can definitely hold back!

However, Song Chen was slapped in the face by himself a few days later.

He can't do it again!

Now the way he looks at Chen Lang is the same as looking at a piece of delicious cake.

It is very fragrant, and I really want to take a bite.

His eyes were too straightforward, it was hard for Chen Lang not to notice, he turned his pen around, raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

All the traces on the neck had disappeared, and the slightly protruding Adam's apple rolled down with his voice.

Song Chen shook his head impatiently.

He has to hold back.

As usual, I went downstairs to do exercises during the big class break. It rained suddenly just as everyone arrived. Everyone cheered. When the teacher waved his hand helplessly and said it was cancelled, everyone ran back to the classroom.

Song Chen's hair was a little wet, and he was wiping it with a tissue. He saw the monitor running into the classroom to look around, and asked, "Did you see where Chen Lang went? Lao Li is looking for him, and he seems to be in a hurry."

Lao Li is their teaching director, and it's usually not a good thing to be targeted by him.

"I don't know, I didn't see it."

"It seems that I didn't see anyone during the exercise."

"He hasn't gone downstairs to do exercises, right? Ask Lao Ban, she must know."

The squad leader said: "She asked for leave in the morning and can only come in the afternoon. What about Jiang Yu, he probably knows."

"I didn't come back, I went to the supermarket."

The squad leader scratched his head, he couldn't help it. Although Chen Lang was very popular in the class, he had very little relationship with everyone. Except for Jiang Yu, no one got close to him.

Thinking of Lao Li's face with a fierce smile, the squad leader felt a little vain, and was about to leave when someone behind him said, "I know where he is, I'll look for it."

"That's great, benefactor...heh!" Seeing the person who spoke, the squad leader was stunned.

It would be Song Chen.

It's only been a few days since I became the front and back desk, and the relationship is so good.

Song Chen pursed his lips, picked up the umbrella amidst many surprised eyes, calmly walked out of the classroom door and took a deep breath.

It's not that he couldn't help it, he just went to Chen Lang for something.

Song Chen walked all the way to the infirmary without hesitation, and found Chen Lang on the nursing bed.

This time he was not playing mahjong, but really fell asleep.

Chen Lang was tall, and he was obviously aggrieved lying on the nursing bed, so he could only lie on his side hunched over.

His facial features are extremely deep, even when he fell asleep, he didn't soften much, but his brows were still slightly frowning.

"Chen Lang..."

Shouting softly, Song Chen stretched out his hand to push him, but followed him by a strange error.

The very faint breath after the rain scrambled into Song Chen's nose, and Song Chen's mind stopped like a cassette tape.

He fell asleep.

This fact made Song Chen hesitate to put his hand on Chen Lang's shoulder in the end.

It didn't mean to wake him up at all, but it seemed like he was afraid of waking him up.

"There is half an hour between classes, it's okay to let him sleep for a few more minutes." Song Chen thought to himself, and his eyes fell on Chen Lang.

Chen Lang has a strong figure, and most of the school uniform is held down by him, so the upper part is tightly attached to the body, depicting very linear muscles.

Especially Song Chen's upper arm was bulging, and Song Chen couldn't feel any softness when he pressed it.

Walking up with fingers hanging in the air, it was the neck Song Chen was most familiar with.

He has bitten many times.

Song Chen stared straight at Chen Lang and couldn't take his eyes off. He didn't even notice that he was getting closer to Chen Lang.

Just when his lips were about to touch his neck, Chen Lang suddenly lay up straight and opened his eyes to meet Song Chen's gaze.

Face to face.

The air froze for a moment.

Song Chen blinked, and the scent of milk leaked out.

"Have seen enough, are you finally going to talk?" Chen Lang's tone was light, with inexplicable to incomprehensible to joking.

Song Chen almost jumped back and bumped into the nursing bed behind.

"No." Song Chen categorically denied, "The dean has something to do with you, and they don't even know where you are, so I just came here to tell you to go back."

"Tell me to get so close?"

Chen Lang brushed his hair and stood up, with the laziness of just waking up, and even his voice was very deep, "Uncomfortable? Jiang Yu knows I'm here, so you don't need to run."

Song Chen: "The others are not here."

As he spoke a few steps away from Chen Lang, his ears covered by his hair turned red, and he turned around to urge him, "Hurry up, class is about to begin."

Chen Lang followed him out, touched his nose, and could still smell the faint scent of milk in the air.

Did he wake up too early.

It was raining heavily outside, Chen Lang looked at Song Chen empty-handed, "Just an umbrella? What should I do?"

"Why don't you bring an umbrella?"

"I came out and it didn't rain."

Song Chen was unwilling to raise the umbrella, but Chen Lang ducked in and grabbed the handle of the umbrella, "Let me support it."

His umbrella is a folding umbrella, not too big, and it looks even smaller for two boys.

As soon as he took a breath, he could smell Chen Lang's breath, which was mixed with the rain, as if he had come to its home field, rushing towards Song Chen from all directions.

He couldn't even move forward, held his breath slightly, and deliberately distanced himself from Chen Lang.

Chen Lang glanced at him, and pulled him closer by wrapping his arms around his shoulders, "It's all wet, hurry up."

Song Chen: "..."

Song Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to the teaching building, and he would probably suffocate if he walked any further.He walked behind Chen Lang with a wet umbrella, only to find that half of Chen Lang's shoulder was wet.

The dean was waiting at the door of the classroom, with a fierce aura like a door god, making the door of their class silent, and all of them turned into good students to read their homework inside.

"Did you commit a crime?"

"How come?" Chen Lang raised the corners of his lips, "I'm such a nice person, I'll be Lei Feng for you every day."

Song Chen: "Thank you so much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Lao Li's thunderous voice, "Chen Lang come with me!"

Chen Lang hummed, without changing his expression, he turned his head and said to Song Chen, "Go into the classroom."

"and many more."

Song Chen knocked on the window and asked Song Ling to pass him a pack of tissues to wipe Chen Lang's wet place.

When he turned around and found that the person was far away, he ran a few steps to catch up, and lowered his voice, "Take it."

With something stuffed into his palm, Chen Lang was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, Song Chen had already turned back to the classroom.

Chen Lang stood on the spot and laughed lightly, with a boyish and willful smile rarely showing in his eyes.

The only spoiler is that Lao Li in front keeps urging him.

When Song Chen returned to the classroom, the class was noisy again, and it was silent for a moment when he came in.

"what happened?"

Song Ling's expression was a little strange, "Did Brother Lang tell you anything just now?"

Song Chen: "No."

After a pause, he asked again, "Is it because of being called over by Lao Li? What happened to him?"

Song Ling didn't know what to say, so she handed him the phone, "Brother, you can see for yourself."

What are you doing?

Song Chen took the phone with a puzzled face, lowered his head to check it, and then opened his eyes suddenly.