Nemesis clings to me after amnesia

It is a talent to be able to sleep so undividedly in the examination room.

I couldn't see what was written on the test paper, but just judging from the teacher's twitching expression, it must be another masterpiece.

Putting the test papers into the pile of test papers, the invigilator let out a breath slowly, and patted the back of his head gently, just to suppress the obtrusive strand of dull hair.

Fortunately, he wasn't a student in their class, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as patting, he probably could dent his Tianling Gai with one hand.

The students who handed in the test papers left one after another. Wen Bieyan lowered his head and packed up the paper and pens. Behind him, Yu Wei raised his head in a daze, rubbing the back of his head, his eyes were sleepy, and there were red marks on his face from the cuffs of his school uniform. wake.

He yawned lazily, stared at Wen Bieyan's back with distracted eyes and woke up for a while, the three souls and seven souls that had been separated gradually returned to their places.

"Hey! Brother Yu, hurry up, why are you in a daze?"

Qian Yao and Zhang Wang had already handed in the test papers, and stood at the back door to urge him to hurry up. Today is Friday, the most popular day for Internet cafes. If they were slower, there might not even be a seat next to the toilet in the lobby for them.

"coming."

Yu Wei hugged his face and rubbed it vigorously twice, randomly grabbed a pen and draft paper and put them in his pocket, stood up and was about to go out, when he suddenly remembered something, stopped, turned around and poked Wen Farewell with his index finger very unceremoniously shoulder.

Wen Bieyan raised his eyes, expressionless: "What are you doing?"

"Look, University God." He giggled and shook his hands in front of his face, with the backs of his hands outward: "I will touch you, and you will step on my foot. I will hurt more than you, but my prime minister can feel it." Punting, I don't care about you, and you don't have to apologize to me, so let's settle the matter."

Wen Bieyan didn't say a word, but just glanced down, the back of the opponent's hand was white and clean, not even a little red mark could be found.

How painful is it?

Not to mention that his foot didn't use much force at all, and Yu Wei had no intention of apologizing to Yu Wei for pawing around restlessly during the exam and even pawing it under his feet.

Yu Wei didn't care what Wen Bieyan thought, he dropped the words, cocked his mouth triumphantly, put his hands back in his pockets and slipped briskly out of the classroom, joking and joking with Qian Bao and the others, as quickly as a group of monkeys having fun ran away.

Wen Bieyan was too lazy to argue with him, picked up his things and planned to go back to the classroom first, but found something was wrong within two steps.

Looking down, the laces of the two shoes had been untied at some point, and each lace was tied into a knot near the end, and none of the four laces would fall off.

"........."

Frowning, he closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose vigorously.

The good upbringing he received since he was a child made him not say anything harsh after all, but silently lowered the image of Yu Wei, a childish ghost, in his heart by several notches.

The passing mark must be [-] points, so there is no doubt that Yu Wei is a proper minus [-].

If possible, he only hopes that he will never have any interaction with this annoying Erha in his life!

Anything, not a single bit!

What the hell did Yu Wei do on the test paper to make the invigilator show that constipated expression is a big mystery in the test in the thirteenth test room.

However, this mystery did not last long, and it was unveiled at the flag-raising ceremony in the new week.

After the national flag was hoisted, the teaching director finished his routine speech, and after scanning Wu Yangyang's head with his worried eyes, Yu Wei was "kindly" invited to the flag-raising platform.

To be honest, reading the review in front of the teachers and students of the whole school is not something you can get used to after a few times. No matter how many times you come up, Yu Wei only needs to stand up one step, and his heart starts to beat.

Perhaps this is the innate sense of responsibility of outstanding students in contemporary campuses?

Thinking of it this way, Yu Wei was inexplicably a little proud. After enjoying himself for a while, he pretended to clear his throat and began his self-criticism speech.

"Respected teachers, dear students, good morning everyone, I'm Yu Wei from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School, I'm sorry to waste everyone's time in this way."

"In last week's preliminary test, I made two serious mistakes. First, I shouldn't yell and yell to affect the order of the examination room during the Chinese test. Second, I shouldn't give up writing because of a little difficulty. Draw a picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival on the composition page..."

"Although the composition topic is difficult, very illogical and unnutritive, I read it more than twenty times and I can't figure it out, and I can't find the value of writing, but I shouldn't just give up..."

Yu Wei is not good at writing essays, and even writing a review is a four-dimensional thing. Except for the copied opening template, which can still be heard, the rest of the writing is messy. It is more appropriate to say it is a complaint than a review.

Old Wang's face turned blue, and the students in the third class tremblingly felt the bursts of coolness emanating from him, and it was already foreseeable that Yu Wei would not have any good results after reading the self-criticism.

Of course, Wen Bieyan was not among the people who were worried.

He didn't pay attention to Lao Wang, and he didn't notice how ugly Lao Wang's face is now. He frowned and only focused on his school uniform jacket that suddenly became unsuitable today.

The hem of the clothes was two sizes longer, and the neckline was wider. The cuffs that originally only reached the back of his hands could now wrap his entire hands inside.

It was fine when I wore it last week, why did it get so much bigger after washing it?

"Brother Yu is so awesome, he was able to draw a picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival in the time of writing an essay. I kind of want to see what's going on?"

Taking advantage of Lao Wang's time of concentrating on getting angry, the two people in front of Wen Fareyan put their heads together and whispered in a low voice.

One is Du Sisi, his front desk, and the other is the well-known sister leader in the class, the cute little boy O, Wei Jia.

"Sister, heroes see the same thing, I am also curious."

Wei Jia carefully covered his mouth with his little finger. The two were about the same height, and they looked like a pair of little sisters when they leaned together: "I'll get results later, I'll ask Brother Yu to watch."

"Brother Yu, who cares about face so much that he will give you a chance to laugh at him?"

"Ha, what are you kidding!" Wei Jia opened his eyes exaggeratedly: "Who is Brother Yu? I am a god, I can't laugh at anyone if I laugh at him."

As he spoke, he secretly pointed in Yu Wei's direction, his eyes glowing with starlight: "For example, now, even if it is a public execution review, Brother Yu is handsome in my eyes, unique and shining!"

"?" A question mark slowly appeared in Du Sisi's head: "What kind of god is a man? Last week, didn't you say that your god is the senior who played soccer in the third grade?"

"Who stipulates that there can only be one male god? Love and fraternity are inclusive relationships without conflict."

...It's okay, the words are not rough.

Du Sisi smacked her lips speechlessly, couldn't hold back her curiosity, and after two seconds she thought about it and said: "But Jiabao, don't you really think that Brother Yu is sometimes a bit different and unconventional?"

"Then what's the matter?" Wei Jia said without hesitation, "Anyway, as long as I wear this face, my brother Yu is the most handsome even if he eats shit."

"..."

Although Du Sisi knew about his fanboy attributes long ago, he still couldn't bear his shocking words: "No need for duck, just make a bold guess, Brother Yu probably won't be interested in eating that."

"I'm just making a metaphor."

Wei Jia looked at Yu Wei from a distance, put away Lanhua's little finger, and clenched it into a fist against his chest: "You're so handsome, as expected of my male god, full of vigor, even wearing a school uniform that has been shrunk down one size can still be handsome People can't close their legs..."

Du Sisi silently looked at the petite and lovely Wei Jia, then looked at the tall and tall Yu Wei under the red flag, and imagined the scene of the two standing side by side——

Forget it, she still can't bear this height and poor temperament.

Be more and more determined to carry the banner of "remaining warmth". In the world of looking at faces, handsome A and beautiful O are the right way.

He does not mean that.

Just in time to hear Wei Jia's last words, Wen Bieyan's expression froze, and he looked up at Yu Wei with uncertain eyes. Contrary to his own situation, his school uniform was a whole circle smaller, and his wrist was cut off when he raised his hand. None covered.

Unpleasant speculations involuntarily came to mind.

The corners of Wen Bieyan's lips were pursed straight, hesitantly lowered his head and took a look at the school uniform - sure enough, the inverted triangle city wall logo on his chest that originally belonged to Huaiqing No. [-] Middle School was gone, replaced by the crossed willow leaf logo that belonged to the No.

This is not their school uniform.

A good memory is standard for a top student. Wen Bieyan quickly recalled last Monday when he stopped Yu Wei at the school gate, and after a little association, he understood what was going on.

No wonder he put his clothes on the table before he went to pour water in the morning, but he put them on the stool when he came back, so it's not because his school uniform has become bigger, but because it's not his clothes at all, his clothes are worn by Yu Wei.

In other words, he was wearing Yu Wei's school uniform jacket.

Realizing this, Wen Bieyan's complexion suddenly darkened, every cell in his body clamored to repel him, and almost immediately wanted to take off the clothes that belonged to a certain dick Alpha.

But there was no way, the flag-raising ceremony was not over yet, so he could only choose to grit his teeth and hold back, even looking at Yu Wei with a little more irritability.

Childish tricks, boring and annoying.

People stand on the stage, and the pot comes from the sky.

Yu Wei, who was reading the self-criticism carefully, had no idea that he was hated again for no reason.

After reading the closing words, he bent down and bowed with a particularly correct attitude, took the opportunity to scratch the back of his hand, and silently gave himself a perfect score for this wave of performance in his heart.

The "speech" was over, and Yu Wei went back to the class contentedly, and accepted all the thumbs up from Qian Bao and the others. He was happy to go to the end and was about to return to the team when he was greeted by the frowning Wen Farewell who was originally in the last row. Bingbing was cold, and he glared coldly.

Yu Wei's good mood disappeared.

rely on.

What does this person mean?

What's wrong, he didn't provoke him today, and the one who touched him last time was trampled back, why did you give him a face?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, Yu Wei stood back in the last row and stared childishly at the back of the head of the annoying person in front of him, imagining that if eyes could kill, he would have stared right through the back of his head.

The person with his back turned to him didn't notice, half of the glands were exposed on the back of his fair neck under the cover of the collar, Yu Wei's eyes glanced over inadvertently, and he curled his lips. Although he had a lot of opinions on this person, out of respect, he still Quickly look away.

The flag-raising ceremony has come to the last stage, counting the collective scores of each class last week.Yu Wei finally couldn't hide the fact that he delayed the class three for a full six points.

He was so absorbed in his mind that he completely ignored the link of group counting, and the terrible expression of his respected and dear Comrade Wang when he heard about the situation in his class.

When the student representative announced that "the flag-raising ceremony is over", Yu Wei, who didn't know that the rain was coming, had almost digested his anger, and called his good brothers as usual, planning to take advantage of the 5-minute break Time to go to the commissary to buy a bottle of water.

Before he took two steps, someone grabbed the hem of his clothes rudely from behind.

"Yu Wei, take off your clothes." Wen Bieyan let go of his hand when he turned around, his tone was blunt, with a seriousness rarely seen in his voice.

Yu Wei was taken aback for a moment, but did not respond: "What?"

"Interesting?" Wen Bieyan took off his coat at the same time as the breakup, and handed it over with a cold face: "Give back yours, take off my clothes."

"?"

Yu Wei lowered his head to look at himself in doubt, stretched out his hand and pulled the coat in Wen Bieyan's hand twice, and finally understood slowly: "Oh—I just said why the clothes are so small today. It's not shrinking!"

He just stared at himself because of this, and he thought that the matter of the glands was not over yet.

Yu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, took his own clothes and quickly took off his clothes and stuffed them back into his arms, glanced at his dark face, put the clothes on his shoulders with a flick of his hand, and pulled the corner of his mouth:

"That's not enough, University God, I just accidentally touched your clothes when I went downstairs, I guess I made a mistake when I picked them up, and it wasn't intentional, so stingy, do you think I want to wear your clothes?"

It doesn't matter whether it's intentional or not, the important thing is that Wen Bieyan didn't want to talk to him at all, so Yang put on his clothes and turned around to leave.

There was another person's body temperature on the inside of the jacket, the hem flapped, and the lingering wind carried an indistinct ink fragrance.

It was Alpha's pheromone that inevitably remained on the clothes.

The pheromones of high-level Alphas have very strong penetrating power, even if they are only a little bit, they can easily affect omega.

When the fragrance of ink and ink penetrated into his nostrils unexpectedly, Wen Bieyan was dazed for a moment.

He frowned even tighter, and subconsciously quickened his pace, as if this could leave the strange smell behind.

It's just that he didn't notice that the fragile glands on the back of his neck showed faint signs of redness after being gently swept by the collar a few times.

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