accident

As soon as school was over, Mu Qingyu first ran to Ye Xiang's house to visit the little fat man who was sick and caught a cold.

Ye Xiang was a little sick, lying half dead on the bed, with a wet towel covering his forehead, his face was red and swollen, like a peach swelled by stealthy hormones, and he swiped his phone tenaciously while sucking his nose.

A joke was playing on the phone, and Ye Xiang laughed bitterly, like a hoarse duck quacking, not really happy.

Mu Qingyu sat down next to him, pushed his butt, he rolled up the quilt and curled up, the towel fell by his pillow, because he was lazy, he put his face close to the cold spot, tied it up Breathing heavily, not wanting to move.

Mu Qingyu couldn't stand it anymore, so he reached out to pick it up for him and apply it on.

Ye Xiang's voice was hoarse: "Is school fun?"

Mu Qingyu comforted: "It's fun."

Ye Xiang hangs his last breath: "Are there many handsome A's?"

"Many." Mu Qingyu tried to exaggerate him, "Many, you can choose whatever you want, like a brothel."

"Okay." Ye Xiang buoyed up, "When I get better..."

Mu Qingyu patted him on the face: "When you recover from illness, Dad will find you eight fierce asses to chat with. Each of them is handsome in its own way, and one will not be the same every day."

"Okay!" Ye Xiang suddenly sat up from his illness, "I want to meet and love the other."

"Okay." Mu Qingyu encouraged him, "When you are better, let's make waves."

The next day, Ye Xiang's illness was really cured. He waited for Mu Qingyu to go to school together, full of energy.

Ye Xiang is fat and fat, but he looks pretty good, with red lips and white teeth.

He chased after Mu Qingyu like a little daughter-in-law. As soon as they walked into the classroom together, Lu Guiwan's gaze drifted over first. His whole body was surrounded by a low air pressure, feeling irritable because of the breakup.

"Yo." That Dongdong played the game on Xie Li's body, leaning on his shoulder, took a moment to glance at Ye Xiang, and whistled, "It turns out that the famous flower already has an owner."

Flower, he refers to Mu Qingyu.

Lu Guiwan leaned on his seat and smiled lightly, feeling that this description is very appropriate.

Rarely feel better.

Xie Li observed them carefully: "I feel like a father-son relationship."

Talking about something, Mu Qingyu passed by this row of nursing homes, gave them a strange look, dropped his schoolbag and opened his textbooks.

New semester, new atmosphere, and it’s the third year of senior high school. In the middle of the self-study, the homeroom teacher Zhu Mingyan had a whim, and bought a bunch of colorful sticky notes and distributed them to the students. They asked everyone to write an inspirational sentence on them, and then posted them at the back of the classroom. on the wall.

Good middle school, Mu Qingyu sat on the seat scratching his head, unable to think of anything, the sentence was too pretentious, tormenting his nerves.

"Hello." He turned around and reluctantly called Lu Guiwan's name, and tapped the desk lightly with his fingers, "What did you write?"

Lu Guiwan turned the paper over and showed him expressionlessly.

——If you don’t study hard, you will go home and inherit the family business.

The font is strong, but the content is stupid.

Fine.

It took Mu Qingyu a while to find the voice, and he gave a thumbs up: "You are awesome."

Lu Guiwan took back the note, and signed his name in a fluttering manner, looking serious.

Mu Qingyu simply got up to look at the post-it notes that had been pasted all over the back wall, only to realize that Lu Guiwan was not an exception.

Someone else wrote: Studying is like falling in love, not studying is sex @冷冷, playing games is looking for a mistress.

The sense of shame is overwhelming, and it is too inconsistent with values.

He returned to his seat, and when he picked up the pen, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought of teasing. After finishing writing, he shook the hard colored paper, and pasted it in the middle contentedly, occupying the high ground.

Standing in front of the back wall, he raised his head and praised himself, thinking to himself, where did Mu Qingyu come from such a peerless genius.

Not long after, a classmate came over to post a note, and hurriedly looked in the middle, shaking his hand, and the note in his hand fell to the ground.

The strong font blinded her eyes.

"I think the people of our country should learn mathematics."

who is thisWhat is this talking about?

These are words of murder!

Lu Guiwan raised his eyelids and looked at Shihua's classmates for a while, then his light eyes fell on the piece of paper that was blown up by the wind.

He had seen the contents of Mu Qingyu's paper just now.

interesting.

But it seems that in today's math class, Mu Qingyu was memorized by the math teacher because of a simple basic problem.

It's even more interesting, Lu Guiwan lowered his eyes and slightly curled the corners of his lips.

After the first class in the morning is a big recess activity, usually at this point, everyone will go out to play basketball together.

Because of the broken relationship, Lu Guiwan's mood is still not right, even though the buffer time of one day has passed.

That Dongdong changed into a basketball uniform, hugged Xie Li with the ball and persuaded him to go out to play, Lu Guiwan was pushed out of the classroom, it didn't look like he was going to play basketball, but he was aggressively fighting.

Even when he lowered his head, he was a bit taller than others, and he was very conspicuous when walking in the crowd. When Mu Qingyu passed him in the corridor, they looked at each other and caused the surrounding air to turbulent.

The relationship between A and A is very strange, because the hostile relationship that overflows from the bottom of their hearts makes them repel each other, and a single look can draw out countless disgusting emotions, like seeds taking root and sprouting.

Mu Qingyu was depressed and irritable, he didn't react so much when he met other people, but seeing Lu Guiwan's face was not pleasing to the eye, ready to move.

A group of them were playing basketball on the court, and Mu Qingyu pulled Ye Xiang around to join in the fun.

On the basketball court, Lu Guiwan just jumped up and leaned back and scored a neat three-pointer. He changed into a red and black basketball uniform, number 1, and his short black hair was pushed back by the sports hairpiece. The whole face is clean and handsome.

His back was slightly arched, his eyes were sharply fixed on the basketball in the opponent's hand, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he was panting.

His calf muscles, which are exposed outside the basketball uniform, are strong and explosive. When shooting, the shoulder blades are slightly pressed down, showing a neat arc, and the muscles of the raised arms are smooth. His body is the most perfect work of art.

Standing in the best position to watch the ball, Mu Qingyu sighed in his heart, this is simply Lu Guiwan's personal basketball show.

Great, he is convinced.

Ye Xiang sighed beside him: "Such an excellent alpha, I don't know which omega will end up in the hands of it."

The surrounding atmosphere was lively. An omega squeezed in from the outside and tried to squeeze in next to Mu Qingyu. She was a pretty girl. Mu Qingyu thought she looked familiar, and finally remembered that this was Song Yinyin's tablemate Fang Yimeng. , Cheerful and generous.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qingyu saw her period and asked.

Fang Yimeng nodded: "We're making a bet. We're all curious about what your pheromone smells like, and whether you've been given an isolation agent. No one can smell it."

"Fighted." Mu Qingyu followed the dazzling Lu Guiwan on the field with his eyes, and asked casually, "What is Lu Guiwan's hidden flavor?"

Fang Yimeng was surprised: "Ah, Lu Guiwan's hidden smell? No one has smelled it, so how dare you mention it."

That's right, Mu Qingyu nodded, only those close to him would know about such a private matter.

But why are you so curious?

"Then what is your smell?" Fang Yimeng pointed to the third floor not far away, "What is the smell? I was sent here to inquire, so please tell me kindly, look upstairs, everyone is waiting I'll go back to my life."

Mu Qingyu looked up following her line of sight, and there was a neat row of eagerly looking forward to it.

He was speechless.

Fang Yimeng saw Mu Qingyu's unnatural expression, and boldly guessed: "Could it be the same durian smell as A Kang! Or is it the smell of copper? The smell of disinfectant? The smell of pepper? My God, it can't be..."

The more he said the more outrageous, Mu Qingyu shook his head, calmly: "No, it's a very mature taste."

"Hey, it's because it smells so good that some people won't be able to stand the crime." Ye Xiang interjected confidently, "Don't worry, Xiaoqing's pheromone smells very good, it's not a durian chili smell."

Fang Yimeng wanted to tell me that you secretly told me, but she was interrupted by a sudden basketball that was about to hit her head, Mu Qingyu reached out to block the flying ball with her forearm, and took a solid blow for someone else, He groaned in pain.

The ball was a mistake made by a boy in the class. It was an accident. Mu Qingyu reached out to pick up the ball and wanted to return it. From the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Guiwan who was standing there looking at him, and was taken aback.

It may be that he played too fiercely, and his emotions have not fully recovered. When he looks at people, he is cold, with three or two strands of hair covering his eyebrows and eyes. out of place.

Mu Qingyu threw the ball with one hand, and made a fake throwing motion towards Lu Guiwan in full view of everyone. Lu Guiwan's pupils immediately contracted. Mu Qingyu smiled slightly, turned around and jumped high to throw the ball.

A perfect hollow ball.

Fang Yimeng jumped up beside him: "Mu Qingyu, you are simply amazing!"

"Hey." Ye thought it was Mu Qingyu who was a tenth-level player, and immediately swelled up, "Of course our Xiaoqing is very good."

That Dongdong hastily wiped his sweat, ran over, and hooked his finger at Mu Qingyu from a distance: "Come here and play a game."

"No." Mu Qingyu refused, flipped the hair on his forehead, and glanced at Lu Guiwan provocatively, "I'm too lazy to fight."

That Dongdong scratched his head, glanced at Mu Qingyu's leaving back, and asked in a low voice, "He's an alpha, right?"

"Really." Xie Li also became uncertain, "It stands to reason, it should be, the personality is like an alpha."

Na Dongdong whispered to him, "But he's boring, and there's no Alpha who doesn't like playing ball."

"Maybe it's as undifferentiated as you." Xie Li took the ball from him and asked Lu Guiwan, "Are you still playing?"

Lu Guiwan shook his head and remained silent for a short while, then pushed aside the crowd and returned to the classroom.

Na Dongdong followed behind, unable to hold back his curiosity: "Tell me, what is the smell of Mu Qingyu's pheromone? I guess it's durian. This smell must be covered up. Xiaowan, guess what it is."

Listening to their conversation, Lu Guiwan smiled. What does pheromone smell like? He seems to have smelled Mu Qingyu's scent, in the alley next to the school.

The fragmented fragments of the day when he was drunk quickly flashed through his memory bank, and the ambiguous atmosphere was about to overflow from his chest.Lu Guiwan's eyes flashed, his steps stopped in astonishment, he lowered his head and stared at his hands in disbelief.

Like, what the hell did I do with these hands, I can't remember.

"Xiao Wan?" Na Dongdong probed in doubt, "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Guiwan shook his head: "No, I thought about something, you said his pheromone..."

They just walked into the classroom, the voices of the boys pushing and laughing caused Mu Qingyu's eyes to fall on the few people at the door, Lu Guiwan casually exchanged glances with him and then staggered away, thinking of his provocation on the basketball court just now , biting his voice and laughing, he said in a strange way: "His pheromone is very sweet, almost like an omega."

"It's very sweet." Lu Guiwan looked at Mu Qingyu who was astonished, and emphasized it again.

That Dongdong immediately gave him a wink: "It turns out that A also has very sweet pheromones!"

"Who knows." Lu Guiwan licked a teasing lip line at Mu Qingyu and shrugged, "A doesn't have a sweet taste, so it's so strange."

Na Dongdong pretended to give a thumbs up: "Excellent!"

Mu Qingyu pouted and almost fainted.