The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

"What's the matter, are you still not satisfied?" Yan Zihan slapped the table, "Who do you look down on for a big adventure with a rejection rate of 70%? Besides, we have to listen to the truth, and you don't say it yourself."

"Brother Yan smells like oranges. Whether the oranges are ripe or not depends on your mood." Luo Zhiyu was too familiar, "I don't know him yet?"

When you are in a bad mood, you have green oranges, and when you are in a good mood, you have yellow oranges. Luo Zhiyu has owned them all.

Luo Zhiyu hinted frantically, for example, Xiao Yan's hand was still firmly locked around his waist.

"That's right." Someone rationalized his answer, "You two have fought so many times, and there is no shortage of pheromone in the battle. You should be very familiar with each other."

"No wonder you don't care." Yan Zihan also nodded, "No, I remembered, the pheromones of the two of you match each other, and everything you do is pure, why don't you change someone else."

Luo Zhiyu struggled twice, eager to stand up and prove that he was not pure.

"Sit down, don't move around." Xiao Yan patted the back of his hand, and the voice that fell on his ear seemed to be a little hoarse, "Did I tell you before, sit down?" When it's on my lap, don't move around."

Luo Zhiyu didn't move: "It seems that there is no..."

He just seemed to have completed the biggest adventure of the night.

On the other side, Yan Zihan was still in charge of this big adventure, pointing at Xiao Yan's finger and moving to Fan Yue next to Xiao Yan: "Let's change one."

"Me?" Fan Yue, who was watching the fun, jumped up from the sofa in fright. He didn't need to look back to know that his deskmate gave him a fierce eye knife, and his back felt cold, "I, my, my stomach hurts, I'm going A toilet, save me some beer."

Fan Yue pissed.

Xiao Yan clasped Luo Zhiyu's hand, never letting go from the beginning to the end.

No one listened to Luo Zhiyu's truth, no one listened to his big adventure, and the little heart of Three Hearts never fell into his hands, so he was so angry that he posted a question and answer on the Internet.

[Question]: Do you all believe in pheromones when you are in love?

Best answer: Not absolutely, but if the pheromone match is high, it will be very cool, you know what I mean.

Other answer 1: Not necessarily, my ex and I match 89%, and we are not divorced yet, pheromones alone are useless.

Other answer 2: That is, are you picking people or picking pheromones.

Other answer 3: Don't go below 33%, it doesn't have that much impact.

"What are you looking at? What magical things are you asking?" Xiao Yan broke Luo Zhiyu's fingers one by one, and snatched Luo Zhiyu's phone, "Why is there still the best answer..."

Xiao Yan: "..."

"Understood." Xiao Yanzheng nodded, "It's because I haven't worked hard enough, but I can also make you very..."

Luo Zhiyu slapped Xiao Yan on the back of his hand: "You got it."

If Xiao Yan doesn't work hard, then whoever works hard, the favorability during this period is really not for nothing.

"Brother." Luo Zhiyu said softly, "Happy, I will catch up with you as soon as possible."

Today is Xiao Yan's birthday, and there are many people who dragged Xiao Yan to make him drink. Luo Zhiyu sat back on the sofa and took a lot of photos of them. When they came out of KTV, it was exactly nine o'clock in the evening. No one stayed this weekend. At school, just take a taxi home.

Fan Yue got himself drunk, hugged Tang Yuan's thigh and cried, insisting that he knew too much, and that one day he would make everyone look good.

"Grass, stay away from me." Tang Yuan pulled off his trouser legs, "My boyfriend gave me my trousers."

"Luo Zhiyu, are you sending Xiao Yan back?" Among the group of half-drunk and half-awake people, there was only one sober Luo Zhiyu. Zhang Shu assigned this task to Luo Zhiyu, "Anyway, the two of you live together."

"I know, I know, we didn't live together, we just lived close together, and I promise not to let him stay out at night." Half of Xiao Yan pressed on Luo Zhiyu's shoulder, Luo Zhiyu sighed melancholy, and watched the group The drunk went away, and then he said to Xiao Yan, "Stand up for me, and if you pretend to be drunk again, I will throw you here."

"Is this the attitude you should have towards your boyfriend?" Xiao Yan asked him lazily, "I seem to be really a little drunk."

Somewhat drunk, after the group of people left just now, Xiao Yan's pheromone rushed towards Luo Zhiyu's body fiercely, as if eager to confirm his ownership.When sober, the guilt will suppress alpha's strong possessive desire, but when he is a little drunk, the pheromone will first reveal Xiao Yan's original intention.

Xiao Yan wrapped his hands around his neck from the back of his neck, resting his head on his shoulders, someone on his birthday wanted a different privilege than usual.

Obviously knowing that this person was pretending to be drunk, Luo Zhiyu didn't expose him again, and the two conspired to confirm the fact that he was drunk.

"Peach." Xiao Yan buried his head in Luo Zhiyu's neck.

"What did you call me?" Luo Zhiyu's voice trembled a little. It's hard to say whether it was because of the name, or because someone who pretended to be crazy by drinking lightly licked the gland on the back of his neck, and the sharp canine teeth touched it. between his necks.

The weakness of omega fell into the opponent's hands, and Luo Zhiyu didn't even move as he didn't know if the opponent would suddenly open his mouth to bite someone.

Xiao Yan remembered the name he accidentally heard during the last voice call.

"Brother." Luo Zhiyu called Xiao Yan, "Taotao can only be called by family members. You call me that, do you want to be my family member? Then do you want to know, or do you want Taotao?"

"Then this is a multiple-choice question." Xiao Yan changed the rules again, "The answer is to choose all."

There are more and more homework and exams on the timeline, the countdown on the blackboard of the third grade is decreasing day by day, the 3 on the hundreds digit gradually becomes 2, and then gradually becomes 1, this year is a bit rushed, However, Luo Zhiyu took advantage of the first day of the new year to sneak to Xiao Yan's house to pay New Year's greetings to her boyfriend.

Xiao Yan dismissed his parents early in the morning, and there was only him and a parrot at home.

The parrot was already very familiar with Luo Zhiyu, and he recited poems when they met, or praised Xiao Yan desperately for his high school Chinese level, but Luo Zhiyu caught him aside and taught him a lot.

The winter vacation of the third year of senior high school is very short. The eighth day of the new year is about to start, and the atmosphere of the college entrance examination is getting stronger and stronger. There are more than 40 days before the college entrance examination, but the countdown of the third (3) class of senior high school has stopped at three digits. The reason is that the contract for the college entrance examination Luo Zhiyu, who was counting down, quit.

Luo Zhiyu has been a little irritable recently. He attributed this agitation to a sense of crisis. This sense of crisis had already begun on Xiao Yan's birthday. He often ran upstairs, and he often felt that he would graduate in May and June. season atmosphere.

In less than two months, Xiao Yan is about to graduate, and his boyfriend is going to college.

Luo Zhiyu's "long-distance relationship" on the next floor is really going to become a long-distance relationship, and Luo Zhiyu has been worried for many days.

"I wish I was born a year earlier." Luo Zhiyu sighed while lying on Xiao Yan's desk, "Go to college with you."

"Why don't I repeat the exam with you." Xiao Yan couldn't stand it any longer, and was seriously thinking about the possibility of repeating the grade. "I'm figuring out how to repeat the exam. It seems a bit difficult."

Fan Yue, who was using the mock test results to figure out what school he could go to, felt that he had been hit hard.

"What are you thinking about?" Luo Zhiyu crossed Xiao Yan's draft paper, denying this unrealistic proposal, "You repeat, I take an art test, the principal and director will doubt life together, you test you Yes, my boyfriend is definitely the best in these years."

"Have you decided to take the art test?" Xiao Yan heard Luo Zhiyu mention it a few times, but he wasn't surprised at all, "You seemed a little hesitant when you were freshman in high school."

In terms of Luo Zhiyu's achievements in cultural subjects and the expectations of his elders, choosing the art test is really a bit rebellious.

"I've done all the more rebellious ones." Luo Zhiyu tapped Xiao Yan's nameplate with a pencil, "I'm still afraid of this?"

He tasted the sweetness in this rebellion.

In June, the classroom of the third year of high school was suddenly empty. Luo Zhiyu took advantage of the weekend to go to the alpha dormitory building to help Xiao Yan move things. The dormitory was about to be vacated and people were no longer restricted. Use the side as an obstacle, let Xiao Yan clean it up by himself.

"Give it back to me." Tang Yuan was fighting with an orange cat for his little floral bed sheet.

Zhang Shu went to register for the four of them to leave the dormitory, and Fan Yue was called by the dormitory manager to collect the four small refrigerators that had been confiscated from them in the past three years.

"Did you not throw away my school uniform?" Luo Zhiyu saw a familiar red and white school uniform, which was scratched by a bush when he was fighting with Xiao Yan in his first year of high school.The school uniform was washed clean and folded in Xiao Yan's closet, "I thought it was gone long ago."

"Okay." Luo Zhiyu even brought a stool to block in front of the closet, and pretended to hold a vocabulary book in his hand, "Calling me a rascal every day, don't go too far."

"Go away, don't make trouble if you don't help." Xiao Yan moved Luo Zhiyu aside with a stool, found a can of soda from the small refrigerator, and stuffed it into Luo Zhiyu's hand.

Luo Zhiyu seemed to have thought of something for the peach-flavored canned soda, showing the happiest smile since today.

"I'll go find you." U University is in this city, and Luo Zhiyu has figured out how to play.

Now that Xiao Yan is going to be a freshman, Luo Zhiyu feels that there is one thing he can look forward to.

The college entrance examination scores of the No. [-] Middle School are still leading in the city, Xiao Yan's college entrance examination scores live up to expectations, the principal is busy accepting interviews, and director Wu is busy delivering the happy news.

"That's great." Director Wu wiped away his moved tears, "Xiao Yan has gone to college, so you don't have to worry about him fighting with Luo Zhiyu in the future."

At this time, Director Wu thought that his period of nervous tension could finally come to an end.

"It's over." Director Wu put a full stop on the moral education record book, "You don't need to be nervous."

All the lessons that are so hard to stare at the minute hand of the clock will end one day, and the endless self-study time will come to an end one day.The graduation ceremony of the third year of senior high school arranged a link that was not available in previous years, allowing the student representatives of the graduating class and the student representatives of the following class to send blessings to each other.

"On such a big day, you two wouldn't scold each other on stage, would you?" Before going on stage, Director Wu nervously explained to the two outstanding student representatives, "Talk well, and we will go our separate ways from now on."

"Director, don't worry, I will come back often to see." Xiao Yan comforted Director Wu, "I won't go my separate ways."

"Come here often." Luo Zhiyu said.

Director Wu: "?"

In the eyes of the parents of all the students in the school, Xiao Yan picked up the microphone on the rostrum: "I like No. [-] Middle School very much, I like everything here, I like the bushes, soft drinks, school uniforms and the path behind the teaching building..."

"Xiaolu" made the students in the audience burst into laughter.

"Favorite, there are people here." Xiao Yan kicked Luo Zhiyu's calf under the table, "Please catch up with me as soon as possible, I am not far ahead."

"Then what, I'm the representative of the current class of students who are about to enter the third year of high school. I know everyone. Now I would like to send my blessings to the students who are about to leave school." Luo Zhiyu took the phone and kicked it back.

"May all your efforts and expectations bear fruit, and may your tomorrow be as you wish."

U University’s military training started at the end of August and lasted for a month. Luo Zhiyu didn’t come on the day Xiao Yan reported for duty, and Luo Zhiyu didn’t come when Xiao Yan checked into the dormitory. Yan was disappointed for several days.

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[Orange]: You agreed to come to me?

[Cicada]: I'm in the third year of high school, and I'm busy studying, so I'll wait two more days.

[Cicada]: Don't worry.

Xiao Yan had a faint feeling that Luo Zhiyu was planning a major event, but he couldn't guess what kind of bad intentions the little rascal had.

Until a certain noon at the end of August, the phalanx of Class 3 of the School of Economics and Management stood neatly by the playground. Under the scorching sun and the high temperature of more than 30 degrees, every freshman's face was covered with sweat.

University military training is different from high school, it is much stricter, no rest will be easily allowed, everyone is silent, waiting for the moment when the dismissal bell rings.

The courtyard flag is automatic without wind, white sneakers step on the steps, and someone sits down on the ground beside the courtyard flag.

The white and green high school uniforms of No. [-] Middle School are particularly conspicuous among this group of freshmen in military training——

Luo Zhiyu followed the navigation all the way to the side of the playground, and finally found the phalanx of Xiao Yan's class. He threw the heavy schoolbag on the ground, dug out dozens of cans of soda from the bag one after another, and finally took out Half a watermelon.

He placed these neatly on the steps, took pictures and posted them on Moments.

Xiao Yan: "..."

The crowd began to riot.

"Grass? What the hell does this person do?"

"What?"

"Where did the high school students come from? Which school's uniform is this? What are you doing? Soda, watermelon and ice cream are definitely on purpose!"

"This seems to be the school uniform of the third year of the Municipal No. [-] Middle School."

"Why are there high school students here?"

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"Go over there, why did you pick our class, does anyone know him?"

"It's too much! Don't you need to study in the third year of high school?"

"I'm crying, it's too wicked, isn't this worthy of beating?"

"Quiet!" The instructor roared, "I'm already a college student, why are you still chattering?"

The phalanx fell silent, looking sadly at Luo Zhiyu who was not far ahead.

Luo Zhiyu didn't care, he stared at Xiao Yan in the crowd, with a smirk on his face, he imitated what Xiao Yan did before, and gently shook the peach soda in his hand at the crowd, Unzipped the clasp.