After picking up the baby, my father and I became rivals

"Pfft." Song Wenzhi couldn't help laughing at Zhang Yu's words. He quickly covered his mouth, but the two people over there seemed to have heard the sound.

Zhang Yu raised his legs and walked up the stairs to check. The stairwell was full of debris, and the dark and gloomy colors seemed to suck people in. The girl was afraid that she didn't dare to follow, so she cautiously poked her head under the stairs.

Only Zhang Yu came alone, and Song Wenzhi was not afraid. When Zhang Yu saw Song Wenzhi, he saw Song Wenzhi put his index finger to his lips, signaling him to keep quiet. The cute gesture made Zhang Yu almost laugh He made a sound, only Song Wenzhi could see the corner of his mouth curled up in the darkness.

Zhang Yu thought, why is my baby so cute.

"anyone there?"

The girl couldn't see Zhang Yu, because Zhang Yu pushed Song Wenzhi to the corner to kiss. Song Wenzhi's eyes widened, and he subconsciously hugged Zhang Yu's back shoulder.There were people a few meters away. Song Wenzhi was afraid that the girl would come up, so he didn't let Zhang Yu kiss him a few times. He raised his hand and patted Zhang Yu's shoulder, signaling him to let go.

"No one, there's a little wild cat." As Zhang Yu said, he kicked over the kraft cardboard box by his feet, and the cardboard box rolled down the stairs with dust, and there was a foggy and damp smell in the air.

The girl was so choked that she covered her nose, she was afraid that a stray cat would come out of some corner and scratch her face, so she didn't care whether she confessed or not, so she said "I'm leaving" and ran down the fire escape below.

When there was no sound, Song Wenzhi tilted his head and said, "I'm a little wild cat?"

Zhang Yu pinched Song Wenzhi's chin, and led him to a clean and spacious place: "You are a seductive little wild cat." Then he joked: "Okay, you actually overheard me."

"Can't I listen? The baby's father?"

"Ok, Ok."

When Song Wenzhi caught someone else confessing his love, Song Wenzhi took this opportunity to question Zhang Yu and asked him how many other omega like that girl, Zhang Yu answered truthfully.However, there was indeed only one stalker, and Song Wenzhi was still a little awkward, but Zhang Yu said, "You are more than me." This sentence made him lose his temper instantly.

Song Wenzhi understands that these matters require mutual trust, and don't interfere too much. When dealing with someone, he must use a different way, because he believes that the other party will handle it well.

Walking to the backstage exit, Song Wenzhi suddenly remembered something. After the sports meeting, there was a one-week long vacation. The two of them had just changed their ID cards, so they had to go to the bank to apply for new information on their ID cards.

"Where's your bank card? If you bring it, go directly there."

Song Wenzhi's bank card was in the office. Fortunately, the sports meeting required a work card and on campus. Zhang Yu brought a card case with his bank card in it. Zhang Yu dug it out and handed it to Song Wenzhi.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu suddenly raised his head.

"What's wrong?" Song Wenzhi asked strangely.

"I always feel that someone is watching us." Zhang Yu raised his eyes and glanced around, but the crowd in the distance was watching the game, and they were surrounded by some messy equipment and sports equipment.

It might be a mistake, Zhang Yu thought so, and finally the two left separately and returned to the stands. Today is the last day of the sports week. After the relay race, amidst the enthusiastic cheers, the sports meeting was declared a successful conclusion.

At dusk, the sky darkened to light blue, and the street lights on the distant streets lit up one after another, but the sky still had a touch of yellow, which was the color of the sun before sunset.

A group of people in the huge sports field were cleaning up the venue, Zhang Yu was in charge of directing, Song Wenzhi went back to the office to get a bank card, tomorrow is a holiday, and he can finally go home to see his son.

The long corridor was empty, except for Song Wenzhi's "da da da" sound as he walked. He took a shortcut through the Department of Fine Arts and unexpectedly saw Shang Yang.

Shang Yang didn't notice him, he stood alone in the corridor, his eyes cast across the door, the glass wax was in the studio, quietly like a sculpture.

In the afternoon, Song Wenzhi ignored Shang Yang, and it seemed unreasonable to walk away without saying hello.After deliberating for a moment, Song Wenzhi still walked over.

"Shang Yang."

Song Wenzhi patted Shang Yang on the shoulder, and Shang Yang turned around as if waking up from a dream.

"What are you looking at, so engrossed?" Song Wenzhi looked into the studio following Shang Yang's line of sight.

There are only rows of drawing boards in the studio, which stand unevenly on the easels. The sun shines through the window into the studio, and is cut into sections by the drawing boards. The white drawing paper is reflected by the light, which is extremely white, like a golden ocean.

"Just passing by." Shang Yang showed a standard smile, but his eyes seemed a little reserved.

"Passing by?" Shang Yang looked a little strange, Song Wenzhi knocked on the glass of the studio door, and asked casually, "Do you like painting?"

"No." Shang Yang answered very simply, his eyes seemed to be thinking, "I'm going first." Before Song Wenzhi could speak again, Shang Yang bypassed Song Wenzhi, and walked away slightly melancholy, as usual Big difference.

Song Wenzhi was surprised. It happened that Shang Yang was walking in the same direction as Song Wenzhi. When he walked out of the building, he saw Shang Yang squatting there and didn't know what he was doing.

As the footsteps gradually approached, Shang Yang looked back at Song Wenzhi, broke off the branch in his hand, clapped his hands and stood up.

"Are you... are you okay?" Song Wenzhi still asked now that we met.

"What can I do? If there is something to do, it may be that President Song didn't reply to my message, and he was depressed."

Shang Yang still had that grinning look, as if the person Song Wenzhi met just now was not Shang Yang.

Song Wenzhi was embarrassed when he heard the words: "I, I didn't...well, I'm sorry."

Shang Yang didn't speak, as if he was waiting for Song Wenzhi to explain.Seeing Song Wenzhi let out a sigh of relief, he decided that it would be better to speak clearly.

"Shang Yang, I'm an Omega after all, so I still can't get too close to Aplha, lest others misunderstand."

"Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding?" Shang Yang asked back.

Song Wenzhi was at a loss for words, no matter how much he could say, it made him seem very sentimental.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." Song Wenzhi covered his face and bit his lips, unable to form words.

God, why should I say such things to him, is it me who is the cosmic narcissist?Song Wenzhi was a little bit crazy.

"You mean, afraid that others will misunderstand that I like you?" Although Shang Yang still said it, Song Wenzhi felt even more ashamed, okay?

"Is it okay to like you?" Shang Yang asked tentatively.

"No! I have someone I like!"

Sure enough, as soon as Shang Yang said the words, Song Wenzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and then immediately refused.

"A person you like?" Shang Yang thought about it.

"Well, yes." Song Wenzhi thought to himself, it's good to refuse, so as not to make it unclear in the future, so that he has a reason for not replying to the message.

But Shangyang didn't seem to have any reaction, instead he scratched his head, and then said with a smile: "Don't think too much, you can always leave it to a friend."

Song Wenzhi didn't seem to understand the meaning of Shang Yang's words, so Shang Yang went on to say: "The school has always advocated ABO three-gender friendly communication. As the president of Omega, you should set an example and make friends with me, Alpha. How about it?"

Song Wenzhi: "Huh?"

"That's it? Good friend!"

Shang Yang seemed to be afraid that Song Wenzhi would refuse, so he turned around and ran away after speaking. The speed of the long-distance running champion was not blocked, and Shang Yang ran out of Song Wenzhi's sight in an instant.

"It's too fast, I didn't say I disagree."

Since Shang Yang made it clear to him, he just wanted to make friends.Song Wenzhi might not agree if he was just an Omega, but he is the president of the Omega Association after all, so he should set an example and tell all Omega with his own experience that he and Alpha can also become friends.

Thinking about it, Song Wenzhi stepped on the branch that Shangyang had just broken off. He lowered his head and used his feet to spread the covered soil, and found that the soil depressions were connected together, and the simple lines outlined a lifelike plaster head. prototype.

At first glance, it was painted by Shang Yang just squatting here. Although Song Wenzhi didn't understand these things, he could still see that it was very beautiful.

"Obviously the painting is very good, why do you say you don't like painting?"

[The author has something to say: Shang Yang is too refined (˙-˙)]