Nemesis clings to me after amnesia

The last midterm exam before the third year of high school has passed.

I was temporarily freed from the fear of being dominated by the exam. There is still more than a month before the final exam, so I can finally relax a little.

But before that, there is another thing that is as scary as the exam but can't escape, and that is the right answer.

I don’t know about the other subjects. Anyway, the person who asked about mathematics, physics and chemistry surrounded Yu Wei when he just returned to the classroom:

"Brother Yu, do you choose D or C for the last multiple-choice question in mathematics? How can I calculate two answers??"

"Is the penultimate question of the fill-in-the-blank question two or minus one or two or minus one?! Save the child. I struggled with this question for almost 15 minutes. If I don't get the answer, I won't be able to sleep well tonight. "

"That, that, is the valence in the second question of the judgment match correct or not?"

"Is my gravity correct for the last big question in physics? Brother Yu, how many answers do you have? I always feel that my formula is wrong, and am I about to die?"

Where did Yu Wei remember so many questions?

After barely answering two questions, he couldn't remember. Fortunately, there was a precious boyfriend and a school bully next to him, who patiently reminded him to recall the questions, and then wrote down his answers one by one on paper for them to correct slowly.

The answers are also polarized, which is no different from scratching.

If you get it right, you will happily continue to ask. If you are wrong, you will regret why you have such a great curiosity to block yourself, and at the same time, you will continue to ask nervously without repentance.

Wen Bieyan was close to the water tower, and he corrected himself when he was idle and bored.

After the students finished checking the answers, they left with mournful faces, and then turned to the breathing answer extraction machine next to them, with clear eyes: "Brother, I'm done helping others, now it's my turn?"

The naive Comrade Xiaoyu didn't know how fatal this question was, so he said triumphantly: "I am correct, the steps are detailed and clear, and there is not even a black mark, absolutely full marks!"

"Excellent." Wen Bieyan nodded: "But we don't deal with mathematics, physics and chemistry. For some individuals, the next sentence of 'black clouds overwhelm the city and want to destroy it', what did you fill in?"

Yu Wei rolled his eyes and blurted out: "The light of the armor opens to the golden scales of Japan! Is this the one I remember correctly?"

Wen Bieyan smiled: "Well, that's right."

It seems that I really worked hard before the exam: "Then what about the next two sentences, do you remember?"

"..."

It seems that things are not going well.

Yu Wei bit his cheek, and his momentum gradually weakened: "Didn't you fail the exam?"

"What if you pass the exam next time, why, don't you remember?"

"How could it be?" Yu Wei said stubbornly, "I've recited it before, of course I remember it!"

Wen Bieyan snorted, "Then you say it."

Yu Wei gritted his back molars humbly, and after serious thinking, he probed with little confidence: "That... a concubine riding the red dust smiles, does anyone know that it's Lizhi?"

"...Well...it kind of rhymes." Wen Bieyan said slowly.

Yu Wei naively thought that he was blindfolded, and immediately laughed, and confidently pushed his nose on his face: "Let me just say I remember it? I remember hundreds of mathematical, physical and chemical formulas, just an ancient poem—"

"That's two poems."

Yu Wei's smile faltered: "Huh?"

Wen Bieyan uttered the final conclusion without mercy: "Brother, congratulations, you made a mistake."

"..."

"?"

Did he recite it wrong?

It's quite fluent, and the meaning seems to make sense, right?

Yu Wei didn't believe in evil, and stubbornly opened the textbook with question marks all over his head to find the original text.

The corner of his mouth twitched after reading through it awkwardly, good guy, it turned out to be it.

Yu Wei has a very deep memory of this poem.

But it’s not as profound as memorization, on the contrary, it is precisely because I can’t memorize it no matter how hard I recite it, my memory of it will always stay in the first two sentences, and what follows is completely random, so I can remember it deeply.

"How can there be such a strange poem?"

He stuffed his head into the book and wailed for the umpteenth time: "No rhyme at all, no rhythm at all, Banyan, can I give it up?"

"No."

Wen Bieyan smiled: "But there is a way. You can memorize him as four poems. One sentence counts as one. After all, you only need to write two sentences silently in the exam, and you won't be asked to write the whole poem silently."

Yu Wei had the urge to gnaw this text into his stomach out of sight and out of mind.

four...

Why do you feel more stressed?

The last section of self-study, which was originally left for everyone to correct their own mistakes, was all smashed by Yu Wei on this awkward poem.

Wen Bieyan couldn't say anything serious to him, and even made suggestions with a good-natured appearance: "Brother, if you can't memorize this poem, let's not go home after school."

Yu Wei rested his chin on the table and shrugged his nose like a puppy, pitifully.

It's really difficult, just eight lines of poems are crooked and stumbling, and I haven't made much progress after memorizing most of the class.

The tormented Wei Jia in front couldn't listen anymore, Ku Daqiu turned his head and looked at Yu Wei: "Brother Yu, your condition makes me somewhat doubt whether you have cerebellar hypoplasia."

Isn't it just a poem, why is it so tiring?

Yu Wei put down the book, expressionless: "Student Jiabao, do you understand why the correct answer to the third answer question of the just-concluded math test is 1, and you calculated it to be 57828.3333?"

Wei Jia: "..."

Du Sisi silently turned her head back under Du Sisi's furtive ridicule covering her mouth.

Okay, the cerebellar hypoplasia is him.

Excuse me, farewell.

Together, the pain is halved.

Yu Wei felt better, hummed twice and continued to fight hard.

"Stuffed with swallow fat and condensed night purple, the sound of horns fills the sky in the autumn scenery..."

"The sequence is wrong, but it's not a big problem." Wen Bieyan nodded affirmatively: "Next sentence?"

Yu Wei tried hard to think: "The frost is heavy and the drum is cold... can't make a sound? Is it?"

Wen Farewell: "..."

"Brother, I missed a word, it is a half-rolled red flag Linyishui."

"..."

It's amazing, looking at these four unrelated poems, who would have thought that they are actually one?

Yu Wei's brain cells declared death: "It's too difficult, too difficult! I have to think of something else."

He raised his hand to snort a handful of hair, then lowered his head and swiped his whole head to warm Bieyan's face: "Come on, baby, stroke your head, smooth your hair, and help you remember."

Wen Bieyan laughed, and patiently helped him tidy up his messy hair, and rubbed it twice as promised: "Are you ready?"

"Touch again." Yu Wei turned on the cheating mode: "Your dear boyfriend will be resurrected with full blood."

Wen Bieyan raised his eyebrows: "Brother, it's almost a class, and I haven't memorized the poem, and you still want free service?"

"You can charge." Yu Wei squinted his eyes comfortably: "Xingyue card annual card? I can recharge a generation card at once!"

"What?" Wen Bieyan couldn't keep up with his train of thought.

"Monthly card covers monthly, yearly card covers year, generation card covers a lifetime, enjoy lifelong service~"

The old god Yu Wei explained the new term he created: "However, there are conditions for purchasing, and it is not open to everyone. I am the only person in the world who has the right to purchase."

Wen Bieyan was stunned for a moment, and soon the corners of his mouth curled up silently.

When Yu Wei was still complacent, he held back his smile and cleared his throat: "I am the seller, so I should be the one to make this regulation? You should also have the right to buy."

He propped up Yu Wei's head and tapped on the writing: "First memorize this poem backwards, and then we will discuss the purchase procedures."

Yu Weiyan let out a long sigh with his head drooping, feeling so tired.

"Puff, puff!"

A strange voice came from the other side of the classroom, Yu Wei received the signal, and immediately looked over to the source of the sound, Qian Bao grinned at him, then pointed to the phone, beckoning him to look it up.

Yu Wei gestured ok to indicate receipt, took out the phone that had fallen into the deepest part of the drawer, and habitually admired his boyfriend's cute sleeping face when he opened it, before clicking into WeChat.

Qian Taboo: [link]

Qian Yin: [Don't say that I have good things and don't share them, everyone is not a three-year-old child anymore, they are all people who have a partner, let me be arrogant! 】

Qian Taboo: [Look carefully, study hard, if you lose the chain at a critical moment, even good brothers can't save you! 】

Thinking about it, Yu Wei also had a short-circuit in his brain, and he didn't realize what this good thing was all of a sudden.

After clicking on the link and copying and pasting the password, Yu Wei's face turned green the moment the cover of the video, which was so explicit that it was hard to describe before, came into view.

Wen Bieyan noticed that his expression was not right, and approached him: "Brother, what's the matter?"

"No! Nothing!" Yu Wei slammed the phone back into the drawer, trying to cover it up: "It's just a short video, they're posting it for fun!"

Come on!

Where did Qian Dasha get such a strong taste?

He is really convincing, still arrogant, arrogant ass, can't a group of minors be a little fresher, watching this is not afraid of needles.

Wen Bieyan turned her head and stared at him, silently questioning his poor acting skills with her eyes.

Yu Wei gave Qian Bao a hard look, then turned to meet Wen Bieyan's eyes.

Lost in less than three seconds.

He frowned in confusion, clicked his tongue, and resigned himself to a showdown: "Actually, it's nothing, just, Lao Qian posted a small movie... Well, it may not be small, but the file is quite large."

As the saying goes, it’s not that one family doesn’t enter one house, and Wen Bieyan was also a bit slow in responding to this kind of thing. He wanted to ask why a movie had to be secretive, and the moment he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt blessed, and vaguely realized something——

Sure enough, in the next second, I heard Yu Wei's slightly guilty explanation: "It's just a coincidence that this little movie is of the same type as the little movie we didn't finish watching last time..."

"..."

Wen Bieyan's expression slowly froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yu Wei thought about it and asked in a low voice: "Yanyan, do you... want to see it? If you want to see it, I will keep it. If you don't want to see it, I will delete it immediately."

Hongxia jumped from her neck all the way to her ears.

Wen Bieyan stopped talking, and quickly looked away while dodging, her eyelashes trembling violently.

Yu Wei's long reflection arc circled the earth and finally came back.

Boyfriend looks wrong.

The memory related to the small movie was completely poured back into his head, his complexion tightened immediately, and he hurriedly explained: "Yanyan, don't get me wrong! I'll just say it casually, if you don't watch it, you definitely won't watch it! Really, those Omegas are not good-looking at all, I'm sorry No one is interested except you!"

Binghuangma made a mess of explanations, but instead of coaxing people back, they made people blush even more.

Yu Wei was worried, annoyed that he had said the wrong thing, and leaned forward pitifully: "Yan Yan, don't be angry, I won't read it..."

"elder brother."

Wen Bieyan suddenly grabbed his arm, and tied his head on his shoulder to hide the blushing face: "Stop talking."

"I'm not angry, so stop talking."

Yu Wei was not the only one who remembered that night, and if he continued, he was afraid that he would spontaneously combust on the spot.

Yu Wei looked at the little ostrich that suddenly arched into his arms, blinked in a daze, and stretched out his arms to hug it.

Hey, it seems, it really doesn't look like he's angry.

Judging from this reaction, it's more like... shy?

Once a certain conjecture is put together, there will be countless clues in the follow-up to confirm the conjecture.

Yu Wei made a miraculous discovery, that is, his boyfriend suddenly became particularly shy compared to his previous exposure and boldness when he lost his memory.

How specific is it?

For example, the kiss on the cheek on the basketball court before, for example, the last time in the equipment room when she acted like a baby with blushing ears, and for example, the little red piece that was mentioned casually a few days ago...

This discovery was novel and lovely.

At least in his eyes, the boyfriend is the embodiment of cuteness, no matter what he says or does, he sees it as a cute dispenser of action.

Although a bit unexpected, he said it was completely acceptable.

After all, from Yan Yan's point of view, their serious relationship should have just begun, and it's normal to need an adaptation period.

An Omega in love after all.No matter what your usual temperament is, it's only natural to feel a little awkward when facing your loved one, and it's completely understandable!

It's just that he didn't expect that the real reason was not as straightforward as he imagined.

The temperature rose a little bit over time, and soon, the day came when the farewell banquet was announced.

The time is set for the last class on Friday afternoon.

It was an independent reading class set by the grade level, and the occupation did not affect everyone much.

According to the order of drawing lots, Wen Bieyan was the last one.

The reading was the same, but it was a formality. After listening to it for a while, he didn't pay attention anymore. He lowered his head and quietly texted and chatted with his boyfriend under the table.

Yu Wei: [picture]

Yu Wei: [Look at the feast, are my results great? 】

The most eye-catching thing in the picture is a large pile of peeled sugar-fried chestnuts in the center. There is a small corner of the extra-curricular reading book that was spread out on the table and placed on the table. Most of the class has passed, and the number of pages on it can be vaguely seen. Still stuck in the directory.

Wen Bieyan: [What are you looking at? 】

Yu Wei: [picture]

Yu Wei: [The graphic version of Dream of the Red Chamber. 】

Yu Wei: 【This painting is quite beautiful. 】

He couldn't help lowering his eyes and laughing, sure enough, he shouldn't have any hope for his boyfriend's literary attainments.

This topic is destined not to be discussed, it is wiser to change it.

Feeling a little itchy on his neck while secretly typing, he tilted his head and rubbed lightly on his collar.

Wen Bieyan: [Why do you suddenly want to eat chestnuts? 】

Yu Wei: [It's not for me to eat, I bought it for you, don't you want to eat it, I'll give it to you after I peel it off, there's still a little more. 】

Wen Farewell: [For me?When did I say I want to eat chestnuts? 】

Yu Wei: [Ah?Didn't you say you wanted to eat at the door of the classroom yesterday afternoon? 】

Wen Bieyan tried hard to recall, but still couldn't remember: 【Did I say that? 】

Yu Wei was stunned, and the busy movements of his hands stopped: [You said it when you were talking to the second class school committee at the door of the office, Lao Qian passed by and said he heard it with his own ears. 】

Farewell banquet: […]

Biting her lip, she typed: [If I guessed correctly, I should have said 'I want to go back to class first', right...? 】

Yu Wei: […]

"Class" is heard as "chestnut". Yu Wei, who worked hard to sneak out of school at noon and ran three intersections to buy sugar-fried chestnuts, said that now he wants to beat someone.

Just that little deaf man surnamed Qian!

Wen Bieyan enlarged the picture of Chapter 1 and looked at it again. Someone's fingertips were reddened, distressed and funny, and he always felt that he could feel his grievance through the screen.

Wen Bieyan: [It's okay, brother, I like to eat chestnuts, we will eat together after you peel them. 】

Wen Bieyan: 【My parents are going to my grandma's house this afternoon. You can pick me up after school. Let's have dinner together, shall we? 】

The boyfriend's thoughtfulness made Xiaoyu's little heart, which had been cold for 2 minutes, bloom again in spring.

After getting a dinner date, Yu Wei's mood suddenly brightened again: 【Okay, then I'll come to you after class and bring your schoolbag along with you. 】

"Okay, next one."

"Ayan, it's your turn."

The girl next to him reminded him in a low voice.

Wen Bieyan replied to Yu Wei with "OK", thanked the girl, took the script and got up to go on stage.

In fact, the manuscript is already very familiar, and it is no problem to leave the manuscript, just bring it just in case.

The leaving readings are boring enough to rival the weekly flag speeches given by the first grade director.

We have finished three or four speeches before, and when it was the turn of Wen Fareyan, everyone was almost doing their own thing down there, just waiting for this cutscene to be over quickly so that they could go home after school.

"...two years of work have given me many opportunities to exercise and learned a lot. I am very grateful to all the teachers and classmates for their cultivation and help, and to the student union for giving me such a good environment for growth... "

The [-]-word manuscript quickly came to an end in an unhurried reading aloud.

At the end of the part, Wen Bieyan turned a page of the manuscript and was about to read out the last paragraph of thanks, when a slight tingling suddenly came from the gland——

The familiar hot tide surged up, and he clearly felt that the glands and the surrounding skin were rapidly heating up.

The sudden silence made everyone below uncomfortable.

While raising their heads in doubt, the gradually spreading scent of jasmine swept over the tip of their noses, and everyone was taken aback.

Is this... pheromones?

Feeling dizzy and smelling the familiar fragrance gradually becoming stronger in the air, Wen Bieyan finally realized that he had entered the estrus period ahead of time.

The unsteady manuscript wobbled and fell to the ground. Wen Bieyan closed his eyes and tried to stay awake. With his palms on the desk, he swayed a few times and was almost unable to stand still.

Most of the girls present were mostly Omegas, but there were also a few Alphas.

Among them, a boy sitting at the end didn't know whether his willpower was too weak or his natural reaction was slow. He sat motionless in his original position, his expression gradually becoming dazed under the influence of pheromone, and he stared blankly at the people on the podium. There are faintly throbbing blue veins on his forehead.

The girl who was sitting next to Wen Bieyan was the first to react.

Gritting his teeth, he patted the table with all his strength to attract the boy's attention, and shouted: "Alpha, get out first! Don't stay here!"

Another girl came back to her senses, and quickly turned around and took out a small bottle and a sealed syringe from her schoolbag: "I brought inhibitors here!"

As he spoke, he frantically put away the mobile phone hidden in his sleeve, jumped off his seat and rushed towards the podium.

The guy sitting in the front row is Alpha.

I wanted to leave quickly with the other Alphas, but he was the closest to the podium, but after half a second of hesitation, I was fascinated by the rare and strong pheromone.

The action is faster than the brain.

Instigated by his subconscious mind, he stepped onto the stage one step ahead of the girl, ready to catch the crumbling omega in front of him with a vigorous heartbeat.

It's a pity that it was still a beat slow.

Just as he stretched out his hand, another person pushed open the door and rushed into the meeting room with strides, and with even more movements, he grabbed the weak Omega into his arms.

Almost at the same time, the aggressive scent of ink and ink hit his face, forcing the boy to tremble, and he staggered back several steps before barely stopping.

The trance drawn out by Moxiang was brutally suppressed by Moxiang.

The boy in front of him is like a wolf protecting his prey, holding his most beloved prey in his arms while stretching out the sharpest claws to the surroundings, not allowing others of the same kind to get close.

The boy held his breath, and while his brain was clear now, he said a few times of apologies in a trembling voice, and then bypassed them and rushed out of the classroom through the back door.

It wasn't until the air outside the classroom scrambled to melt into the lungs that I took a breath and patted my chest with a fast beating heart. I couldn't help being afraid for a while.

so scary......

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't encounter it.