Pay Attention to Me

After two or three days, the popularity of the post dropped slightly.

Because the annual sports meeting is coming again.

As one of the few activities that can be participated in in the third year of high school, the enthusiasm of the students is very high. In the past, the sports committee had to beg everywhere before someone was willing to sign up. As soon as they heard the news this year, several people took the initiative to sign up.

After all, it is the last time.

If you don't leave any memories, your youth will be over.

Guo Zhixiong looked at the almost full registration form, and was moved to tears: "It's not easy, our group of men finally got together, who else wants to sign up? Winning or losing is not important, the important thing is to participate!"

Han Meng: "I want to challenge 1000 meters again."

Guo Zhixiong: "Go away."

Jiang Yao was pushed into the 1000-meter event without hesitation, and he was placed with high hopes. He couldn't end without taking the first place.

This time, Yin Che didn't get kicked out of the rack, so he chose a sit-up at random.

Guo Zhixiong still remembered that he got a nosebleed while doing push-ups last semester, and asked cautiously, "Brother Che, are you really okay? No, we have other candidates."

Yin Che signed the name neatly and neatly, and raised a pair of sharp eyes.

"...You can do it! You can do it! You will definitely kill the Quartet and win the first place!"

Yin Che nodded slightly, and walked back to his seat. A certain deskmate said, "Are you doing sit-ups? Is your waist strong enough?"

"I can't, you can?"

"Of course, I'm an alpha, with strong waist..." Jiang Yao suddenly got stuck.

Yin Che raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

"...Anyway, it must be better than you." Jiang Yao covered the lower half of his face, his ears were slightly red, "Otherwise, how can I be your boyfriend in the future."

Yin Che reacted for two seconds, then slowly narrowed his eyes.

Guo Zhixiong was recruiting students to participate in the last project, when he suddenly heard a loud noise of chairs overturning from the back row.

The students in Class 1 turned their heads and glanced at each other, turned around in a familiar way, and continued to chat about each other.

As for Jiang Yao's good temper when he gets kicked every day and doesn't fight back, it's no wonder he beats up people for no reason.

On Friday, the sports meeting will come as scheduled.

"Dear students, in this clear and sunny autumn day, we welcome the No.70 School Sports Meeting of No. [-] Middle School..."

Zhang Jiaozhu gave a passionate speech on the rostrum, and the students sitting around the playground under the stage were facing the scorching sun, fanning themselves, and fell asleep.

Chen Yingying took off her jacket to block the sun with Yang Yile, but her school uniform was too small, so the two of them couldn't stand it.

Han Meng saw it, and took off his coat and handed it to her: "Here, take it."

"Thank you...why does it smell like perfume?"

"I just sprayed it. Why are you talking about my mother again? Give me back if you dislike me."

"Who said you're a mother." Chen Yingying gave Yang Yile her coat, and propped up Han Meng's loose school uniform, "Do you want to come in?"

Han Meng was overwhelmed by flattery: "If you want it, I'm going to die."

Seeing the backs of the two leaning together in the front row, Jiang Yao was thoughtful, and with an idea, he raised his hand to pull his zipper.

...forgetting that I am not wearing a coat.

He turned his head and saw that Yin Che was wearing a coat, the zipper was still pulled up to the top, his neck was tightly covered, revealing a cold little face.

"Cheche."

Yin Che looked at him suspiciously.

"It's so hot here, why don't you take off your coat to shield him from it."

"..."

Han Meng in the front row turned her head: "Fuck, are you a mother?"

Chen Yingying: "I didn't expect you to have such a side."

Yang Yile: "Scared..."

Jiang Yao: "It's none of your business, I'll ask my deskmate."

Although Yin Che looked at him like a fool, he still took off his coat and threw it to him: "Don't say you are at the same table when you go out."

Jiang Yao saw that he was wearing a T-shirt, and when he took off his jacket, the scar on his neck was obvious, so he pushed the jacket back again: "Forget it, you can put it on."

"I'm going to the inspection." The sit-up competition started 10 minutes later, and Yun Che took a bottle of water and walked towards the inspection office.

"I go with you."

"Don't come, I don't want to see you."

Jiang Yao had no choice but to stay where he was wronged.

After running 200 meters, Guo Zhixiong took second place, returned to class and sat down on a chair, gulping water.

Jiang Yao: "It's not bad, Big Bear, you performed exceptionally well."

Guo Zhixiong chuckled: "My sister is watching from the stage."

Xiaoxue is a manuscript reader today, sitting on the rostrum, reading the manuscripts handed in by classmates.Just now when her boyfriend was competing, she yelled cheers twice, and immediately injected Guo Zhixiong with the prehistoric power of love.

Jiang Yao wanted to tease a few words, but suddenly he heard Xiaoxue's sweet voice read the next post:

"The following blessings are given to Yin Che, a student in Class 1, Senior Three: Your cuteness is unforgettable to me, and your smell makes me fascinated... Uh... I wish you good grades! Come on!"

Xiaoxue took a peek at the teacher beside her, decisively cut off the overly explicit content, and changed to a manuscript to read.

"You wrote it?" Yin Che asked the person in front of him.

Cheng Hao smiled, he was quite handsome, but his eyes were always gloomy, making people unlikable.

"Yes, I wrote it, and I want the seniors to remember me."

"I've already remembered you." Yun Che lay down on the soft cushion with his arms behind his head. Like other contestants, a volunteer classmate helped to press his feet.

He happened to be assigned to Cheng Hao.

"Be honest, or don't blame me for beating you."

Cheng Hao still smiled, pressed his knees on his feet, and pressed his hands tightly on his closed legs: "It's my honor to be beaten by the senior."

This man is sick.

Yin Che didn't talk to him anymore, even though he didn't dare to do anything to him in public.

As soon as the teacher's whistle blew, the game started, counting for 1 minute, and competing for whoever did it more times.

Yin Che had no other concerns, just doing sit-ups and trying his best to ignore the chattering people in front of him.

"Senior's skin is so white, like milk."

"Senior, the red rope tied around your feet is so pretty, who tied it?"

"Senior, you seem to have an alpha smell on you, have you been marked?"

Cheng Hao's face got closer and closer, and when he got up, it was only four or five centimeters away from the tip of his nose.

An unfamiliar alpha smell.

Yin Che frowned, turned his face away: "Get out of here."

"No, I have to stretch my legs for the senior." Cheng Hao moved his eyes down and landed on the scar, "Senior, where did this scar come from?"

Yin Che didn't answer him, and continued to do sit-ups, but every time he got up, he felt that Cheng Hao's face was one centimeter closer to his neck.

There are ten seconds left in one minute.

Bear with it a little longer, and beat it after the game.After touching the mat, Yin Che got up quickly, and approached the man with a strange smile again——

Suddenly, I felt a chill rush from my neck to my scalp.

Cheng Hao's mouth touched his scar.

"This is your gland, right?"

A ghostly voice sounded in my ears, with a cruel smile: "Can I bite it down?"

Yin Che turned his head stiffly and slowly, meeting his eyes.

Dark, shadowy, and inexplicably familiar.

Cheng Hao looks like a person, but he can't remember who it is.

The whistle sounded, and 1 minute was up.

As soon as Yin Che's tense nerves relaxed, the pheromone of the unfamiliar alpha receded quickly like a tide.

It wasn't because Cheng Hao retracted it himself, but because a stronger alpha forced him to back down.

Under the shocked eyes of a group of teachers and classmates around him, Jiang Yao grabbed Cheng Hao by the collar, pulled him up, and punched him hard in the face.

Cheng Hao fell to the ground with a thud, covered his face, and there was scarlet and viscous nosebleed oozing from between his fingers.

"You're looking for death, right?" Jiang Yao rushed over again, "I'll do what I say, and this will destroy you."

The girls next to me were frightened by this scene and screamed. The physical education teacher came back to his senses and yelled: "Student! Stop it! No fighting!"

Yin Che also stood up from the mat and held him back: "Don't be impulsive."

Jiang Yao couldn't hold back his hostility: "Don't worry about it, if I don't beat him to death today, I won't be you..."

"What are you not?" Cheng Hao covered his bleeding nose and stared at him coldly, "Is it related to you that I chased after the senior? Who are you?"

Jiang Yao clenched his fists tightly and remained silent.

"Or, are you purely violent and like to beat people?" Cheng Hao stood up by himself, his face covered in blood, and limped to Jiang Yao, "I'm not as strong as you, but no matter if you beat me No matter how many times, I will never beg for mercy from a bully alpha like you!"

"Damn you..." Jiang Yao raised his fist and wanted to make a move, and several onlookers hurriedly pulled Cheng Hao back.

"Jiang Yao, how can you bully your classmates? It's too much."

"I didn't expect you to be such a person."

"They didn't invite you to provoke you. If you don't like it, do you want to do it?"

"Apologize, otherwise we will find a teacher."

Cheng Hao shook his head: "It's useless, last time he pretended to apologize in front of the teacher, and threatened me when he left the office."

"Why is this..." The sense of justice of the students was aroused, and they all pointed their finger at Jiang Yao, "You wait to be punished, don't think that being a school grass is a big deal."

"Who cares about it? You will be punished anyway, do you think I'm afraid?"

Seeing that he was about to strike again, Yin Che preemptively hugged his arm and forcibly dragged him away.

Has been dragged back to the bedroom.

The students are basically in the playground right now, and there are not many people in the dormitory.As soon as the door was locked, only the two of them were left in the dormitory, and Jiang Yao completely exploded:

"Whose smell is yours?! That guy's?"

Yin Che was pressed against the door by him, and after he finished yelling, he calmly replied, "I accidentally touched it."

"How did it get on? Did I tell you to stay away from him? Why did you let him approach?"

"He deliberately approached, what can I do?"

"There are many ways! For example, reject him, push him away, say you don't like him, like me, say you have a boyfriend, say you..." Jiang Yao's voice gradually lowered, and the anger in his eyes was extinguished little by little. , lost the light, "...Sorry, I forgot."

"Forgot what?"

"Forget that we haven't gotten back together yet...I'm not your boyfriend, I'm nothing. You never said you liked me."

Poor and wronged.

The Big Bad Wolf has times like this too.

With his back leaning against the door, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Didn't I say that?"

"No, you never said..." Jiang Yao hugged him, buried his head in the crook of his neck, breathed another alpha smell, his nerves jumped, and his brain was about to explode again, "Can you say now? One sentence? I really want to hear it."

"Prefer not to say."

Jiang Yao was quiet for a while, then sighed.

Yin Che thought he was going to blame himself, but suddenly he heard him say: "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry again, and I didn't mean to force you, so let's talk about it when you want to."

Yin Che tilted his head, and his ear just brushed against Jiang Yao's.

There was a momentary tremor.

This person obviously has the strongest strength, but he always treats him with the most gentle attitude.

He raised his hand and patted Jiang Yao's back lightly: "Let me tell you something else first."

Jiang Yao looked up: "What?"

Yin Che grabbed the neckline of his t-shirt and pulled it out, exposing half of his shoulders, showing his glands at a glance: "Give me a mark, brother."