Turn the sun into old age

On the way back to the classroom from the infirmary after both of them had their physical examinations, Hua Jia still had the sincere advice from the doctor just now in her heart.

"In order for your friend to split successfully, as a beta, you must keep an eye on him. If it's an alpha, your temper will become particularly irritable and difficult to control during the split."

This passage seems to be injecting him with a steady stream of confidence and encouragement, but Huajiao is a little embarrassed. Although beta doesn't feel much when encountering alpha pheromones, he is still a young student after all. Hearing such things I can't help but blush.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang over the empty campus, but after a while, a group of people squeezed out from the gate of each class and rushed towards the school gate.

Ever since Hua Yi warned them not to get too close, the two separated when they reached the school gate.

But today, Hua Yi's car did not appear at the door.

Qing Chenyi had already left, and there were bustling parents picking up their children from school at the school gate, many of whom were not driving luxury cars, but the look and anticipation naturally revealed in their eyebrows and eyes moved Hua Jia's heart.

He hadn't seen his parents for many years. If he hadn't relied on the photos of the two of them before they were alive to deepen his memory repeatedly, he might not have been able to describe the appearance and appearance of his biological parents in his mind.

Many people envy children from such a family like theirs, but he himself hopes to live in an ordinary family, with his parents nagging and accompanying him every day, and the home is full of warmth.

After waiting for a long time and still not seeing the familiar figure of the car, Hua Gua walked slowly along the long street.

The leaves of the camphor tree above his head were rustled by a gust of wind, and then a large piece of fallen leaves fell down on his shoulders.

The last remaining summer will disappear as the sky gradually darkens.

After returning home, Hua Gua had just entered the entrance and closed the door when she keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the house.

The aunt who should be preparing dinner on weekdays is not busy in the kitchen, and there is still a goblet poured on the carpet in the living room.

He walked over to have a look, and knelt down on one knee to pick up the wine glass, only to find that the poured piece was smudged into a dark color, exuding the slightest smell of wine.

When I turned my head, there were also a few empty glass wine bottles piled up randomly under the coffee table, all of which were treasures in the wine cabinet.

There is only one person in the Hua family who dares to do such a thing, and he has some bad premonitions in his heart.

Hua Geng stood up, put the wine glass back on the table firmly, and walked up the side stairs to the second floor.

From the study room at the end of the corner, there was a small sound of tables and chairs being moved, accompanied by the man's low roar.

Hua Gua didn't want to go there at first, but he had seen his elder brother's appearance in a rage, it was an extremely terrifying feeling, as if all struggling in front of him was futile.

But just as he was opening the door of his room, a slight sound came, followed by Hua Yi's voice from the study.

"come over."

At first glance, the voice seemed to be the same as usual, and even seemed to be clear-headed, but Huajiao was stunned for a moment.

With cold hands and feet, he walked stiffly towards the depths of the dark and dark corridor. There used to be a beautiful carved wooden window there, but it was removed later, and now only the open door of the study room cast a beam of bright light.

The room was in a mess, and the documents and decorations on the desk were pushed to the ground. Hua Yi sat on the large desk, holding a cigarette between his slender index and middle fingers, dark red sparks burning and blooming at his fingertips.

"You've been drinking." Hua Jia leaned against the door, seeing his calm and composed appearance, her heart sank.