At the end of June, Jiang City had turned into a big steamer, where everything was scorched. From a distance, the asphalt-paved road seemed to be scalded and blurred.

On weekends when the school was on vacation, Luo Xing sat in a taxi whose air conditioner was on strike, and was stuck in a traffic jam.

He is now rushing to the recording studio to pick up Zhong Chuan.

After finally arriving at the destination, Luo Xing took the elevator up to the fifth floor in three steps at a time. As soon as he entered the recording studio, a wave of heat rushed over his face, almost sending him away.

What a coincidence, the air conditioner in Zhongchu's place also broke down.

When Luo Xing came in, Zhong Chuchu was just coming out of the recording studio. Beads of sweat rolled down his tall nose bridge, and his black T-shirt was also soaked. muscle lines.

"God, it's so hot!"

Luo Xing quickly took out the big towel he bought for his mother on the way from his backpack for emergency, opened it and put it on Zhong Chu's head.

"The air conditioner was off for an hour, it's okay."

Zhong Chuchu, who is 185 centimeters tall, is just half a head taller than Luo Xing, who is 174 centimeters tall. He bent down and stretched his head over to wipe Luo Xing. The sweat on his chin quietly dripped into his collarbone. shadowed.

Luo Xing finished wiping for Zhong Chuchu, and Zhong Chuu took the towel and changed it to a clean place for him to wipe.

Luo Xing's eyes were shining, and his face was small, wrapped in a towel like a little hamster.

In this situation, Zhong Chuu couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, when Zhong Chuu smiled, Luo Xing also laughed.

There was a beta girl in the recording studio who had always been fond of Zhong Chuan. Now seeing the always aloof Zhong Chuu smiling at Luo Xing, she was so excited that she grabbed the Omega colleague next to her: "Ah, I can do it!"

The colleague's sister rolled her eyes: "Sister, wake up, my brother is only a sophomore in high school."

The Omega colleague came over to collect the equipment, took a deep breath when passing by, and smelled the faint green plum smell on Luo Xing's neck, she was surprised: "Are you an Omega too?"

"Yes."

She "tsk": "Seeing that you have such a tacit understanding and good looks, I thought you two were talking about someone, it's a pity."

"Fuck, you're too ridiculous!"

Knowing that the other party actually regarded him and Zhong Chuchu as a couple, Luo Xingle laughed heartily, and the appearance of leaning forward and backward was extremely arrogant.

Zhong Chuchu grabbed Luo Xing and dragged him out of the recording studio without saying a word.

When he went outside, Zhong Chuchu still held Luo Xing with his arms.

"Brother, aren't you hot?"

Zhong Chu lowered his head and met Luo Xing's laughing face. Under the scorching sun, Luo Xing's fair skin was tanned with two touches of pink, like a juicy peach.

I don't know if it tastes sweet or not.

Zhong Chuchu let him go, and raised his phone: "Today's salary is settled, five thousand, and I'll take you to Yushiji."

Luo Xing's expression suddenly collapsed: "Yu Shi Ji, it's so expensive, didn't you say love is hot and spicy?"

Yu Shi Ji is a restaurant that drinks health-preserving soup. Not to mention the expensive dishes, they are also bland and tasteless.

Besides, Zhong Chuchu was not raised by his own parents. Zhong Chuchu's parents divorced when he was in elementary school and went abroad to do business, leaving only a nanny to take care of him.After entering junior high school, he fired his nanny and began to live alone. Although his parents gave him money every year, he never spent a cent after junior high school.

In addition to being a god of learning, Zhong Chuchu is also a well-known online singer. He has 50 fans on his id Lonely Universe, and his daily living expenses come from singing and various scholarships. The little poor are much richer.

"Money is not a problem. You don't need to save it for me. I just want to take you to eat something good."

"But isn't Malatang delicious? Brother, let's go eat Malatang, brother~"

Luo Xing dragged his throat and said "Brother", directly calling Zhong Chuu out of control.

Zhong Chuchu was half a year older than Luoxing, and his appearance looked taller and more mature than his peers.

Originally, Luo Xing wanted to call "Brother Chu", but Zhong Chuchu refused to let him go. He didn't understand why, until one day he understood the meaning of "Brother Chu", he blushed for a long time, and couldn't bear to look directly at him for a long time. Zhong Chu's name.

The air conditioner in Love Mala Tang was fully turned on, Luo Xing chose a place facing the wind to sit down, and asked Zhong Chuchu to sit opposite him in a place where there was no wind.

He opened a can of iced soda and handed it to Zhong Chuchu: "You'd better not blow the wind after sweating just now, drink this first to relieve the heat."

Don't look at Zhong Chuan who looks like he can beat ten at a time, but in fact, he is an out-and-out sick and beautiful Omega. This situation lasted until high school before getting better.

Back in elementary school, Luo Xing always thought that Zhong Chuchu was a beautiful baby lost by God, and he was lucky enough to find him, and even a little bump would make him feel distressed for a long time.

Until now, Zhong Chuchu has become taller and stronger than him, and he still thinks so.

The Malatang restaurant is full of students, and since the moment Zhong Chuan entered the door, countless eyes have been glued to him.

The more daring Omega pretended to pass by him, pretended to fall on his back, just to smell what kind of Alpha he was, and left with a "shocked my mother" expression——

This A handsome guy is actually an Omega!

Mala Tang was served soon, Luo Xing threw his phone on the table to check the news, the class group chatted enthusiastically.

The reference answers for the final exam of comprehensive science were sent to the class by the school committee. This time, the difficulty of the questions was abnormal.

Luo Xing was hissed by the hotness, and at the same time was beaten to the ground by the correct answer.

Zhong Chuchu pulled a tissue to wipe off the spicy oil on Luo Xing's chin, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's useless, it's useless, I'm absolutely doomed this time, and I made two mistakes in multiple choices in physics alone. Malatang doesn't taste good anymore."

"There is progress. Last time, you made three multiple choices all wrong, and two of them perfectly avoided all the correct options."

"No, Comrade Zhongchu, do you want me to remember my black history so clearly?"

"Okay, let's eat."

With Zhong Chu's speech, everyone snatched Luo Xing's phone like a parent, and quit the group chat for him regardless of Luo Xing's angry expression.

In the contact list, the top one is "Zuan boy".

Zhong Chu looked at it for a long time, then frowned and said, "Xiao Xing, when are you going to change the note for me? How many years have you used it?"

"No, no, you hit me."

Luo Xing raised Erlang's legs, slumped on the back of the chair like an old man, and started trembling.

Seeing Luo Xing's expression of wanting to be beaten, Zhong Chuchu suddenly had the idea of ​​pressing the stinky boy across from him and rubbing him.

Luo Xing would never modify Zhong Chuan's "Zu'an boy" remark easily.

In his words: the meaning of its existence is to make Zhong Chu always remember how he treated the weak but caring Luo Xiaoxing in the first place.

Zhong Chuchu was a transfer student in the third grade of Luoxing Primary School. He had excellent grades and a pleasant appearance, but his personality was indifferent and withdrawn, like a delicate porcelain doll. The kid talking to him.

For a whole year, Luo Xing failed to say a word to Zhong Chuchu.

On the first day of fourth grade, Luo Xing was walking home in the evening when he saw someone at the bus stop from afar.

He took a closer look, hey, isn't that the class grass bell selected by the girls in the class at the beginning of the year?

Zhong Chuchu was carrying a small schoolbag, and was sitting blankly on the public chair in a daze.

Today is the day when his divorced parents agreed to return to China to take him away. He skipped class and went to the airport to wait for them, planning to go with whoever landed first, but in the end, none of them came because of his poor health. Too bad, not suitable for living abroad.

But at the age of nine, he already understood everything, his parents just didn't want to be a drag.

Here, Luo Xing had already tiptoed to Zhong Chuchu's side, took a deep breath and said loudly, "Hi, classmate Zhong Chuli! What are you thinking about, do you want to be classmate?"

Zhong Chu glanced at Luo Xing and said "boring".

Luo Xing was choked, but he didn't give up on the conversation: "You didn't come to class today, did you get lost, where do you live?"

Zhong Chuchu said coldly: "Earth."

"what are you doing here?"

"I know you very well?"

Luo Xing scratched his head, and in the next second, he stepped into the minefield without any surprise: "Then where are your parents?"

"Go away, don't get in my way!"

Zhong Chuchu suddenly clenched his fists and yelled loudly, making Luo Xing stupid. He pushed Luo Xing away from him and walked forward.

Luo Xing looked at the back of Zhong Chuchu who suddenly exploded, and burst into tears on the spot, which made Zhong Chuchu turn back immediately in fright.

Zhong Chuchu grimaced: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Xing sobbed, "Woooo, you, are you a boy from Zaan?"

Zhong Chuu couldn't understand what Luo Xing was saying, so he asked in a low voice: "Luo Xing, what are you doing?"

Luo Xing was taken aback, and blew his nose: "So you know my name."

Zhong Chuchu: "..."

The teacher said that as a good student, one must be willing to help others. Luo Xing made up his mind to send the lost Zhong Chuchu home even if he was crying!

Crying children have candies. When Luo Xing cried like this, Zhong Chuchu didn't chase him away. Along the way, he acquiesced that Luo Xing followed him like a little tail, entered the community, and followed him up to the 20th floor. .

Zhong Chu lived in the two-hundred-square-meter loft left by his parents. Luo Xing had never seen such a big house, but before he had time to marvel, he was "slammed" outside by a door.

The next day, when the seats were arranged for the new semester, the two of them somehow became the same table.

At this point, Luo Xing and Zhong Chuchu seemed to be tied together by the thread of fate. This time, the two went directly from elementary school to high school together.

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