The Omega fever period in modern society is divided into the half-year fever period and the rose fever period.

The half-year fever period usually ranges from 7 to 10 days, while the rose fever period is only two days.

So Song Wenzhi and Zhang Yu spent this weekend in the hotel shamelessly.

Sunday afternoon, neither sunny nor cloudy.

The big bed in the hotel room had been covered with new sheets, Zhang Yu pushed the door out of the bathroom, riding on the hot and humid steam, he carried Song Wenzhi back to the bed.

Song Wenzhi rolled up the quilt and lay on the bed, his body had been wiped dry by Zhang Yu.He closed his eyes, intending to continue lifting the corpse.

"Baby, get up and dry your hair first." Zhang Yu picked Song Wenzhi out of the bed, let him lean on his lap, and then took a hair dryer to blow Song Wenzhi's hair.

Listening to the buzzing sound of the blower, Song Wenzhi fell asleep, his eyelids drooped, and he muttered, "Little boy... what time is it now?"

"About 05:30 in the afternoon." Zhang Yu said.

"05:30!" Song Wenzhi turned his head suddenly, and even pulled his hair with Zhang Yu's fingers, causing him to hiss.

"That's right, your febrile period passed fairly quickly this time." Zhang Yu rubbed his sore scalp while talking.

"Tomorrow is Monday, and there are still a lot of classes. Let's check out and go home."

Song Wenzhi feels aggrieved when he thinks about this hot period. If you count it, this is the first official rose hot period since he and Zhang Yu combined.

Back then, when he accompanied Zhang Yu on a trip when he graduated, he had just settled down in a hotel in another city, and then he had a fever. He didn't even step out of the door of the hotel during the trip.

It is associated with pregnancy, giving birth to a son, and then postpartum care.

I didn't expect that such a dramatic incident would happen when I experienced a fever period in school for the first time.

If Shang Yang took a step late——Song Wenzhi was afraid even after thinking about it.

In fact, Omega will have fever symptoms around the age of 16, but it needs to be controlled by inhibitors. Only when it is marked by its own Alpha can it rely on Alpha to survive the fever period.

The two of them are considered inexperienced, so they shouldn't be so hasty next time.

"Aren't your back sore? Otherwise, I'll ask for another day off for you tomorrow."

Zhang and this Alpha had nothing to do, but Song Wenzhi exhausted his physical strength for two days and hardly stopped, so how could he rest assured that Song Wenzhi would go to school tomorrow.

"I'm fine..." Song Wenzhi seemed to think of something, his ears felt hot, and he said awkwardly: "It's not a disease, how can I be so hypocritical..."

In the end, Song Wenzhi repeatedly asked Zhang Yu to compromise and check out and go home.

It's just that when they were in the hotel lobby, the two always felt that someone was watching them, and even the front desk manager's smile was very meaningful.

Although they booked an exclusive suite for the fever period, is this a normal thing?Why are people watching like monkeys!

What the two of them didn't know was that the two handsome young men who married young had been spread all over the hotel, and they had been filled with all kinds of gossip stories.

……

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening when the two returned to the apartment. Song Wenzhi remembered that Zhang Yu's phone was there, so he asked him to take it.

"I don't have time to charge these two days. The phone should be out of battery." Zhang Yu gave him the phone: "Don't worry, my phone is still on. There is nothing to do in school these two days."

Song Wenzhi charged the phone and turned it on.Several messages immediately popped up on the information bar.

Some have curly hair, some have Li Ping, and some have Shang Yang.

Li Ping asked him to discuss how to post a post to restore the image of Song Wenzhi and Zhang and their rivals. Song Wenzhi replied that they would discuss it at school tomorrow.

And Shang Yang sent him a few more messages, nothing to say, just asking if he was there.

Song Wenzhi looked at it for a few seconds and didn't reply. He remembered Shang Yang's drunk appearance that night at the party, and suddenly felt that Shang Yang was quite pitiful.

There is no relative around me, and even the things I like to do, I dare not touch because of the psychological shadow when I was a child.

Song Wenzhi's attitude towards Shang Yang is very contradictory now, and he also feels that Shang Yang seems to be expressing something to him, but it is flickering.

In addition, Shang Yang really helped him when he was in trouble, Zhang Yu is sure of this, so it would be great if he could just treat Shang Yang as ordinary friends.

Song Wenzhi thought for a while, then got out of bed and put on slippers.

Zhang Yu warmed milk for Song Wen in the kitchen. He stood tall and straight in front of the milk pot without turning his head, for fear that the milk would be burnt if he didn't pay attention.

"Little boy." Song Wenzhi walked over wearing slippers, leaning his head on Zhang Yu's shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yu didn't move, still looking at the foaming milk pot.

"I want to talk to you about something." Song Wenzhi pursed his lips: "About Shang Yang."

Zhang Yu raised his hand to turn off the induction cooker, the fine froth of milk sank instantly, and a scent of milk wafted from the kitchen.

Zhang Yu didn't respond. He poured steaming milk into a glass and said, "Go to the living room and talk while drinking."

Although the two had quarreled about many things in the past, including their suitors, it was less than two years from when they received the certificate to when Song Wenzhi gave birth to their son.

Discussing some things justifiably, the young couple really never did.

Since this was only the first family meeting, Song Wenzhi always felt that the atmosphere was a bit more serious, and it wasn't some bloody text.

He turned on the TV by the way, but this time period is full of news broadcasts.He backed out and found a movie on network TV.

Then, seeing Zhang Yuduan sitting on the sofa, feeling weird again, Song Wenzhi peeled another banana and stuffed it in his hand, which made it more pleasing to the eye.

"Xiao Zhi, what on earth are you going to say?" Zhang Yu looked at the banana in his hand, and said with laughter.

"That's right, I want to tell you another thing first." Song Wenzhi hugged a pillow in his arms.

"Li Ping already knows about our relationship." Seeing Zhang Yu puzzled, Song Wenzhi added: "He saw me kissing you at the door of the coffee shop..."

Zhang Yu nodded: "Oh."

"Why are you so calm?" Song Wenzhi spread his hands: "He is a "beautiful boy admired by thousands of people" with tens of thousands of fans. Are you not afraid that he will expose what happened? You should ask him anyway."

"It would have exploded long ago, why should he wait until this time." Zhang Yu took a bite of the banana.

"You're right..." Song Wenzhi knew that Li Ping would not speak out, and he just thought that Zhang Yu was too calm, so he kept asking him.

"Then there is still Shang Yang's matter." Song Wenzhi turned on the phone and showed Zhang Yu the message Shang Yang sent him.

"I don't know what his attitude is, but he should feel our relationship."

"I see. Although I won't embarrass Shang Yang in the association because of personal matters, I will pay attention to him." Zhang Yu looked at the message Shang Yang sent to Song Wenzhi, and then put the phone aside.

Song Wenzhi is soft-hearted, and Shang Yang has helped him, and he can always meet him in school, so it can't be said to ignore him, Song Wenzhi thinks he can't do it.

"Shang Yang's attitude towards me now... how should I put it, is ambiguous. I would like to be an ordinary friend, but he is very strange recently, very strange."

Song Wenzhi said to himself, thought for a while and scratched his head: "I can't tell."

"I understand what you mean, I will find time to try him."

Zhang Yu wanted to try to see what Shang Yang's attitude towards Song Wenzhi was.

The next day, Monday, is full of classes all day.

Song Wenzhi's exhaustion after the febrile period hadn't passed yet, his back was aching all the time, and his head was dizzy.

After finally getting out of class at noon, Song Wenzhi quietly went to the Alpha Association to find Zhang Yu for lunch.

"Zhang and you rub my waist quickly." Song Wen put his hands on his waist: "I'm so tired."

Zhang Yu rubbed Song Wenzhi's back with his big hands, and said distressedly, "Is it here?"

"Yes, it hurts here." After rubbing for a while, Song Wenzhi patted Zhang Yu's hand again: "Wait a minute, it's still uncomfortable."

Song Wenzhi lifted up the clothes on the back, revealing his fair back: "Hurry up, knead like this."

Zhang Yulu rolled up his sleeves and rubbed Song Wenzhi's waist, while holding Song Wenzhi's clothes with one hand to prevent them from falling off.

Beads of sweat formed on the tip of Zhang He's tired nose.

"Is anyone there?" Suddenly a voice came, and Song Wenzhi remembered that he came in too hastily just now, and didn't even close the door.

He and Zhang Yu turned their heads at the same time, and saw Li Ping cover his eyes in a panic, and said falteringly: "I'm sorry! I, I, I... Excuse me, I'm leaving first." to run.

Song Wenzhi quickly stopped him.

"I'm sorry, my back hurts, so let Zhang Yu rub it for me." Song Wenzhi sat Li Ping down. He was the one who asked Li Ping to come to the Alpha Association at noon to find him, but Li Ping was embarrassed.

Zhang Yu poured Li Ping a glass of water, and Li Ping just looked down at the teacup in front of him, wishing he could see a hole in the teacup.

"Don't be like this, we are just ordinary...well, lovers." Song Wenzhi was also a little embarrassed when he saw Li Ping like this.

Li Ping nodded and followed his words: "You two have such a good relationship..."

Who would have thought that the two presidents of the association would get along in private in a relationship like this.

Li Ping also found out that Song Wenzhi is a gentle but cute side with a little temper after spending so much time in contact with Song Wenzhi.

And Zhang Yu is not the cold and unkind person they imagined.

And he was really kind to Song Wenzhi.

There was not much time for lunch break, so Song Wenzhi called Li Ping over, and naturally brought him a lunch in the cafeteria.

Li Ping couldn't refuse, so he could only sit and have lunch with the two presidents.

It seems impossible to rely on Song Wenzhi, Zhang and himself to relieve everyone's relationship with their rivals, and it is getting worse.

So now I want to test Li Ping, the "public relations" master, to find a way for them.

Li Ping is not good at other places. The media minds say one thing, and even Zhang Yu doesn't understand it.

He borrowed Zhang Yu's laptop, and flicked his fingers on the keyboard, as professional as he wanted.

Seeing Song Wenzhi's cloudy appearance, Li Ping had no choice but to put his chopsticks away, and said simply and clearly: "You don't have to communicate with each other every day, and the name of my post like that is not right, it's still gossip."

"Is there any good way?" Zhang Yu asked.

Li Ping pushed the laptop to them, with a PPT file named [ABO Association Promotional Poster] written on it.

"Let's work together to draw a poster."

[The author has something to say: Although this book is definitely going to hit the street, I will insist on finishing it. I will probably write up to eighty chapters. I will start a new article in early April. In short, I will stick to it. 】

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