Differentiate into omega in the normal world

On the first day everyone came back from the holiday, they still hadn't recovered their minds, and they didn't want to go back to school, especially the senior high school students, who had a headache when they thought of piles of test papers.

Except for Song Chen, he didn't have a headache about the test papers, and he could see Chen Lang every day when he came to school.

Song Chen saw Chen Lang as soon as he got out of the car. He was overjoyed. Fortunately, he didn't forget that this is a school, and walked beside him reservedly.

Chen Lang asked him, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I ate it. Today is steamed dumplings, stuffed with shrimp." Aunt Lin's skills are getting better and better, she turned to ask Chen Lang, "How about you?"

Chen Lang: "No."

Song Chen thought of his family's situation, scratched his face, and said hesitantly, "Aunt Lin does a lot every day, why don't I bring it for you tomorrow?"

If it weren't for the school where people come and go, Chen Lang really embraced him, he lowered his voice, "Why is Chenchen so obedient, why do you want to bring me breakfast?"

"No, it's because I can't eat enough to waste." He still couldn't imitate Chen Lang's thick skin, and suddenly remembered something, and took out a carefully wrapped iron box from his schoolbag, which contained all kinds of candies.

Song Chen didn't know whether it was a gift from someone else or bought it, but when he saw it was candy, he brought it over.

"Give you."

"sugar?"

"Yeah, I dug it out from home, and I don't know if it has expired."

Chen Lang peeled one and put it in his mouth, the sweet taste made him squint his eyes, he couldn't help it, he dragged Song Chen into a corner where no one was around, his tall body blocked Song Chen's line of sight, and lowered his head to convey the sweet taste to him. He rubbed his face, "Try to see if it's expired."

The overly sweet taste of sugar spread in his mouth, and along with it was Chen Lang's breath, Song Chen's whole body turned red with a "boom".

"It's at school!"

"It's not that I haven't done it in school." Chen Lang stroked the back of his neck, meaning something.

Can this be compared?

It was in the toilet, closed.Now it's outside, and someone will find out at any time.

Song Chen pushed him away angrily, and walked towards the classroom without reason. Chen Lang chased after him, stared at his red earlobes, and whispered, "Don't be angry, you must hold back next time."

Song Chen didn't answer, thinking that he would never bring candy to Chen Lang again.

The two walked one after the other, and Chen Lang followed closely to coax him. He didn't bother to say a word in his usual indifference, but he could say anything in front of Song Chen, so he put his arm around his shoulder and squeezed.

After a long time, Song Chen finally calmed down a bit, and was about to make a good rule with Chen Lang, when he saw a person standing at the back door of the classroom.

White and thin, but also very familiar.

It's that junior!

Song Chen's face changed slightly, and he wanted to walk away quickly, but Chen Lang held his shoulders tightly and walked side by side at a leisurely pace.

"Senior, I..." He saw Chen Lang smiled and thought about coming over.

Chen Lang went straight into the classroom with a cold face, without even raising his eyes, the man still wanted to follow, but the back door was forcefully closed.He threw the schoolbag on the table and pulled Song Chen's wrist.

"doing what?"

"Don't be angry." Chen Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't even see him clearly."

Song Chen said, "Understood." He bent his lips, and he wasn't blind, so Chen Lang couldn't see why he reacted.

Before class, Song Ling looked back and forth at Song Chen. Song Chen was fine, but Chen Lang couldn't sit still behind him, so he tapped her shoulder with a pen, "Don't keep staring at him."

Song Ling blinked innocently, she just felt that brother was very happy today, she was just a little curious, so she is not allowed to look at it?

Song Chen next to him lowered his eyes, his ears were slightly red.

The physical education class in the afternoon is a free activity. Song Chen is not interested in any sports. He just sits there and checks his phone. Chen Lang comes over and puts water and towels there, "Let's take a look."

In the distance, Zhou Ning took a look and came over and put himself next to Song Chen. Chen Lang glanced at him with frowned eyebrows, and Zhou Ning said, "For your own good."

Patted him on the shoulder and entered the court together.

There are many girls watching the game outside the court, and exclamations erupt from time to time.

Song Chen doesn't like sports, and he had an embarrassment on the court last time, so he seldom watched them play.

But this time, with Chen Lang here, his eyes were always drawn away by Chen Lang when he was doing the questions.

Unknowingly, I turned on the camera function of my phone.

Chen Lang is tall and imposing. When playing, his eyebrows are slightly lowered, his black eyes are calm and steady, and the muscles all over his body are tense, which contains strong strength.Song Chen watched them running on the basketball court, playing with Zhou Ning and shooting a beautiful three-pointer.

There was a lot of noise around, Song Chen pressed the camera button, then looked down calmly.

I didn't hold the phone properly, so the picture was a bit blurry, but I could still see Chen Lang's side face clearly, and the smile when he was high-five with Zhou Ning.

Still handsome, Song Chen thought.

Someone patted him on the shoulder, Song Chen hastily pressed the phone away, and looked back to see that junior again.

Song Chen suddenly turned cold.

He didn't speak, so the junior had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I'm sorry to bother you, senior. Can you give me Chen Lang's WeChat account. I want to apologize to him."

Song Chen felt a little bad. How could it be such a coincidence that the physical education classes of the two classes collided? Wouldn't it be that he had to see him once a week this semester?

"Didn't you see Brother Lang's post? He said don't appear in front of him again. Don't let Brother Lang see you is the best apology." Song Ling supermarket bought drinks and saw this scene, annoyed I just rolled my eyes, what an apology, I just wanted to take the opportunity to ask for a WeChat account.

The junior was stunned for a moment, glanced at her unwillingly, turned around and left.

"Brother, you have to refuse directly. You can't let him take advantage of it." Song Ling knelt down and said, "I went to the post bar of his former school and found that this guy is really smart. He is more handsome than many girls." Aibo attention."

As a shadow fell, Song Chen raised his eyes and saw that Chen Lang's neckline was wet with sweat, and frowned at him, "Why do you keep looking at your phone? I'm playing basketball!" Not good-looking?"

Song Chen handed him the towel, and Zhou Ning, who was next to him, consciously went to get it by himself, thinking that Song Chen, a lazy bastard, would let him watch you play.

Then I heard Song Chen say, "Yes, I even took a picture."

Zhou Ning, who was drinking water, almost sprayed, as expected, brothers are not as good as 'men'.

Chen Lang tilted his head and asked Song Ling, "What happened just now?"

Song Ling said: "That student who posted it, actually asked my brother to ask for your WeChat, you are crazy."

Chen Lang squeezed Song Chen's wrist, "Have you given it?"

Song Chen shook his head quickly, but he refused.

"Good job." Chen Lang rubbed his head, pulled him to stand up and walked to the teaching building, Zhou Ning called him, "Stop beating?"

"No."

Zhou Ning shook his head.

Chen Lang took him back to the classroom, and the two sat in the last row. Chen Lang took off the wristbands on his hands and put them on for him. He lowered his head and touched the palms of his hands, "Are you angry?"

Song Chen: "No, it's just annoying."

Chen Lang hooked his neck and raised his chin, leaned close to wipe the corner of his lips, "This class will not continue in the future."

Song Chen vetoed, "No, the teacher wants to roll the roll."

Chen Lang: "Then we'll leave after roll call."

Song Chen wanted to say that this was not good, but looking at Chen Lang's serious eyes, he couldn't help but curl his lips.Chen Lang raised his eyebrows, knowing that he agreed, and said with a smile: "In the future, as long as someone asks you for your WeChat, you will not be allowed to give it."

Song Chen muttered softly, "I won't give it."

He couldn't do such a thing as giving his boyfriend's WeChat account to others, and he wasn't stupid.

Chen Lang nodded in satisfaction, thought for a while, and said, "You can't give it to yourself."

"Yeah." Song Chen was puzzled, "No one seems to have asked me for WeChat."

Chen Lang smiled silently, there is nothing wrong with it, it's because he himself is stupid and doesn't understand.When Song Chen first came in, he met a girl who asked him for WeChat in the name of asking questions. At that time, Song Chen asked her in confusion, "Why do you ask on WeChat? I tell you now that you don't understand. I don't even understand."

The girl paused in embarrassment, but Chen Lang overheard and looked at Song Chen a few more times.

From then on, Chen Lang would occasionally pay attention to Song Chen who singled him out one-sidedly again and again, and found that the other party had nothing but study in his eyes. The most interesting thing was that he would casually stroll over to his seat to read the test paper after each test. .

He would sometimes tease him with his ranking, and get along as a classmate in a tepid way, until he bumped into Song Chen and sniffed his clothes.

Everything was developing in an unimaginable direction, just like what the master said at the beginning.

Isn't it a godsend, nothing has changed, he and Song Chen should be like most of their classmates, and gradually lose contact after graduation.

However, it is not known whether this change will change again.

Chen Lang frowned, uncontrollable changes were what he disliked the most.

It's just that no matter how it changes, Song Chen will firmly hold it in his hands.

In the physical education class in the next few weeks, Chen Lang dragged Song Chen away after the roll call. Their classroom in the first year of senior high school was far away, and after coming down a few times, they almost never met that junior again.

In the third year of senior high school, there are endless test papers and exams. Every day is very tight, and there is only half a day off on weekends, plus homework.

Chen Lang was not willing to let him be distracted, and rarely went to see him on weekends, and even if he did, he would do his homework quietly.

Sometimes when I couldn't bear it anymore, I ran to the school toilet, closed the cubicle door, and Chen Lang pressed someone, bit his neck, and rubbed his face affectionately.

Once when I opened the door and saw Zhou Ning smoking, everyone on both sides was terrified.

"Damn it." Zhou Ning came to his senses first, seeing Song Chen's red and swollen mouth, he couldn't help but get angry, "Chen Lang, you are a pervert, look how Chen's mouth has been bitten."

Song Chen subconsciously covered his mouth, Chen Lang moved closer and touched his lower lip, "Don't listen to his nonsense."

Zhou Ning snorted and took a deep breath.

After returning to the classroom and sitting down, Song Chen looked at the time.

Before he knew it, it was approaching the Gregorian New Year, and the weather was getting colder. Song Chen suddenly remembered that Chen Lang's birthday was approaching, the day after Christmas.

He was thinking about what gift to give, but he couldn't come up with an idea after much deliberation.

In the evening self-study, he and Chen Lang sat in the last row, and their deskmates acquiesced to this phenomenon, and they took the initiative to change with Song Chen when the evening self-study came.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Chen Lang took a book and stood in front of him, and leaned over to touch his ear.

"What are you thinking about?"

Song Chen looked down at the question, "I want an answer."

Did not answer honestly.

Chen Lang's eyes darkened, he held back his desire to ask questions, looked at the topic and explained it to him.

Song Chen withdrew his thoughts and took up a pen to write it down. Chen Lang stared at him at school so he couldn't ask other people. After he went back, he asked Zhou Ning, but Zhou Ning had no more ideas than him.

Song Chen was angry: Then what did you give Xiao Yuan?

Zhou Ning: Snacks, girls' accessories and skin care products, but Xiao Yuan said she had them all, so I changed them to study materials.

Song Chen: ...

Why can't he also send Chen Lang study materials.

Song Chen asked Song Ling instead, girls should understand better.

Song Ling: Brother, I don't even have a boyfriend. It's too cruel for you to ask me this question.

Song Chen was silent for a few seconds, and then Song Ling sent again: I think Brother Lang must like you to give yourself to him.

He thought for a moment, and his face flushed instantly.