Differentiate into omega in the normal world

"Why don't you come in and wait?" Chen Lang wiped his face and hands with a hot towel, held his face against it, it was cold, and his tone couldn't help being a bit fierce, "Do you know if you will catch a cold!"

"Blame me." Song Chen was more fierce than him, "Who made you come back so late."

Chen Lang lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and quickly admitted, "Blame me, blame me."

Song Chen snorted, and looked down to find that Chen Lang's eyes were a little red.

The heater was turned on in the room, and Song Chen's body warmed up after a while. He took off his coat and only wore a milky white turtleneck sweater. Under the light, his skin became fairer.

He just sat on Chen Lang's bed, his eyes followed Chen Lang who entered the room.

Chen Lang put down the box, bent down, held Song Chen's face and touched his forehead affectionately, "Don't be angry anymore."

"I called you a lot." Song Chen raised his eyes to look at Chen Lang. He knew that Chen Lang was suffering, but he was also very wronged. "I didn't answer."

"The phone is on silent." Chen Lang took out the phone and showed it to him.

There were a lot of Song Chen's missed calls and unread news. Song Chen was even annoyed when he saw it, and the smell of milk began to rise, "I came here this morning, do you know?"

"I know, I know."

Chen Lang kept coaxing him in his arms, feeling extremely distressed.

God knows how surprised and distressed I was when I saw Song Chen squatting at the door.

The moment he saw Song Chen, all his sadness and loneliness disappeared, and his heart was completely occupied by Song Chen's wronged appearance.

In previous years, Chen Lang was alone at this time, and grandma blamed him, wishing he would stop appearing in front of her eyes.

Jiang Yu and the others knew the inside story, and those who were interested would not look for him.

He stood alone in front of the tomb from morning till night.

"It's all my fault, Chenchen isn't angry." Chen Lang hugged him, kissed him lightly in the ear, released the breath after the rain to comfort Song Chen.

His heart was full, aching and sore, and the excitement of dopamine occupied his brain.

He grabbed Song Chen's hand and slapped his face hard, "Can you beat me well?"

"Who wants to hit him?" Song Chen withdrew his hand, full of anger and nowhere to vent, his whole body was weakened by his smell after the rain, and stretched out his hand to push against his chest, "Stay away from me."

"It's not far away, I want to hold you all the time." Chen Lang hugged him even tighter, he lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, "I will never not answer your calls again."

Song Chen bowed his head in silence, he was right to be angry, but Chen Lang's attitude of admitting his mistake made him unable to get angry.

But when he thought about waiting for him all day, Song Chen was still very angry. He couldn't bear to beat him, so he sulked and turned his head away to ignore him.

"Chenchen is not angry, it's all my fault."

"In the future, the mobile phone will not be muted, and the volume will be turned up to the maximum."

"I won't ignore you, baby, don't be angry."

"Baby Chenchen, baby... sweetheart..."

Listening to him talking more and more shameless, Song Chen couldn't bear to listen, and grabbed his ear, "You're not finished, are you, Chen Lang?"

"Then the baby is not angry anymore." Chen Lang patted his back and glanced under the bed, "What's in the box?"

Chen Lang, who didn't resist, didn't mean anything. Song Chen let go of his hand and curled his lips, "I don't know how to read it."

Chen Lang kissed him again, squatted down and opened the box, and saw that there was a circle of strawberry cake inside, with the words Happy Birthday Chen Lang written crookedly on it.

A milky scent wafted from the cake, sweet, but not as sweet as Song Chen himself.

Chen Lang's heart trembled violently.

"Why are you in a daze! Isn't it good-looking!"

Song Chen moved to the edge of the bed at some point, sat cross-legged, bent over and glanced at the cake he made, it was a bit ugly.

He pursed his lips, stared at Chen Lang, and threatened him silently.

Dare to say it's not good to try?

The bright light shone from above his head, casting a layer of gentle soft light on Song Chen. Chen Lang was fascinated, thinking that even if he was glaring, he was cute.

"It's beautiful." Chen Lang looked at him deeply, the whirlpool in his eyes almost sucked him in, his voice was affectionate and hoarse, "This is the most beautiful cake I've ever seen."

"It's...it's okay." Song Chen asked him modestly, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Chen Lang shook his head.

"Then go get the plate, I forgot to bring it." Song Chen urged him, "Go quickly."

Chen Lang just wanted to hug him, and it was obvious that Song Chen was in high spirits, so he went out to get two plates.

Pushing open the door, the room was pitch black, and Song Chen was approaching him step by step, carrying a cake with burning candles on it, and the jumping flames were reflected in Song Chen's eyes.

Seeing Song Chen smile and say to himself: "Happy birthday! Although you make me very angry, I still want to congratulate you for being one year older..."

Chen Lang's hands hanging by his legs were tightly clenched into fists, his stern face flickered in the flickering firelight.

"Why are you stunned again?" Song Chen kicked him dissatisfied, "Hurry up and blow out the candles, by the way, make a wish first."

The after-rain atmosphere in the closed room gradually became thicker. Song Chen blinked. Although Chen Lang looked expressionless and unmoved, he still felt Chen Lang's excitement.

Breath can't fool you.

Chen Lang lowered his head and blew out the candle, Song Chen said anxiously, "You haven't made a wish yet."

"No wishes."

"Why not? The college entrance examination will take place next year. Isn't it a wish to get a good grade in the exam? I know you have the first grade, but also..."

"My wish has come true."

"Huh? What is it?"

Chen Lang took the cake and put it aside, then pulled Song Chen into his arms, bit his ear and said, "It's you, my wish is you."

The tip of the ear between the lips warmed up at the fastest speed, and then the milk fragrance was forced to overflow, entangled with the impatient breath after the rain in the air.

"Cake...haven't eaten yet..." Song Chen panted.

"No hurry, I want to eat toffee first."

The sound of panting and sticky water kept coming from the dark room. It took several minutes before the light was turned on again. Song Chen couldn't stand still, and the back of his neck was wet from being licked. He sat on Chen Lang with his face Red as hell.

"Open your mouth." Chen Lang scooped up the cake with a spoon and handed it to his mouth, it was ruddy, and Chen Lang's heart itched unbearably.

Song Chen turned his head away, buried it in the crescent of his neck, and bit hard.

Do not eat!

Chen Lang smiled and ate by himself, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and soon relaxed again.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Song Chen, who was leaning on his shoulder, slowly raised his head, "Is it delicious?"

In a hurry, in order to surprise Chen Lang earlier, he delivered it without even trying it.

"It's delicious." Chen Lang lowered his head and touched his lips, "Of course Chenchen's cooking is delicious."

Song Chen wondered, "I didn't say I did it."

After swallowing, Chen Lang replied calmly, "Needless to say, you can taste it."

Song Chen bent his lips, shook his calf, and ordered him, "Give me a bite."

"Isn't it my birthday cake?"

"I can't eat what I made for you!"

The fickle man who made him open his mouth just now!

Ignoring him, Song Chen took a spoon and dug a piece to eat. Chen Lang couldn't stop him and watched him frown more and more, and finally stuck out his tongue.

"Where is it delicious? It's too sweet to make you tired. Don't eat it."

He went to grab the plate in Chen Lang's hand, but Chen Lang avoided him, "What you cook is delicious, and you can finish it."

Song Chen's heart was warm and angry, watching him take a bite, his teeth ached.

In the end, Chen Lang ate half of it, covered his mouth and said, "I'll put the rest in the refrigerator."

Song Chen couldn't help laughing, "I don't want to eat, can't I finish it?"

Chen Lang pinched his face helplessly, put the cake in the refrigerator, and burped sweetly.

Tired and a little nauseous.

It was getting late, Song Chen consciously took out Chen Lang's pajamas and changed into them. The sleeves were a bit long, and he folded them. After rinsing his mouth, Chen Lang was stunned for a moment, stepped forward and hugged him from behind, "Aren't you going back at night? "

"Well, I told my aunt to sleep with you, yes, I almost forgot about this..." Song Chen remembered that the watch hadn't been given yet, so he broke away from Chen Lang and ran to get the watch, "Hold out your hand."

Chen Lang stretched out his hand, and on his wrist was still wearing the vajra knot red rope that Song Chen tied for him last time.

Song Chen opened the box and took out the watch for him to put on. It was a black watch with a starry sky embossed on the dial and a small CL engraved on the bottom.

"birthday present."

The light-colored eyes are full of smiles, with a little pride.

Chen Lang took a deep breath, his heart tightened, his mind was full of Song Chen wearing his pajamas, putting on a watch for him, and smiling so happily at him!

It really kills me!

The breath after the rain in the air was thicker again, and Song Chen, who was deeply depressed, threw himself forward and threw himself into Chen Lang's arms, "What are you doing!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Lang hugged him and lay down on the bed, and kissed the back of his neck with restraint and forbearance, "I can't help it."

The hot breath made Song Chen's whole body tremble, but remembering that today is his birthday, forget it, the birthday is the biggest.

After turning off the light, the heavy curtains blocked the moonlight and starlight, and plunged the room into darkness. Song Chen groped for his hands and interlocked his fingers, raised his head and bit his chin.

"Are you happier?"

"Ok?"

"Jiang Yu said that today is my aunt's memorial day. You stayed in the cemetery all day, and you looked like you were about to cry when you came back." The strength of the arms around his waist increased obviously, and Song Chen unconsciously released more milk fragrance, Little by little, he calmed down Chen Lang's gloomy mood.

"Although I don't know what's wrong, are you happier now?"

In the dark room, only the sound of Chen Lang's heavy breathing was heard, and it took a while before he answered, "Happy."

He said happy words, but his tone was sadder than anyone else. Song Chen suddenly regretted mentioning this, touched Chen Lang's protruding Adam's apple, felt the movement of rolling up and down, Song Chen said slowly, "We haven't arrived yet, today You are the biggest, Chen Lang...do you want to bite me?"

The rolling Adam's apple stopped suddenly, Chen Lang's forehead twitched suddenly, he gritted his molars and said fiercely: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know, it's not like I haven't bitten it before." Song Chen said lightly, "I will be happier after you bite it."

"I'll be happy? So just let me bite?"

"Yes."

The cheeks in Chen Lang's mouth were almost bitten by him, and Song Chen was held tightly in his arms, his black eyes were deep and terrifying.

"Chenchen, you don't know how to live or die!"