Pheromone Stealing Guide

Ding Zhichao gritted his teeth, resisted pushing Tan Qingye into the car from the door, and finally couldn't restrain himself and cursed: "Tan Qingye, what are you doing?"

After looking at Tan Qingye's state up and down, Ding Zhichao took a deep breath: "Did you take special medicine? No wonder you refused to give it to me last time, and you are waiting for me here together?"

Tan Qingye gave a guilty smile and leaned towards the car door.

"If I hadn't come to Luo's house to look for Si Ye, wouldn't I know you guys are messing around like this?" Ding Zhichao said with a bit of anxiety in his tone, "What are you going to do when the medicine wears off for an hour? "

Ding Zhichao's anger was interrupted by the notification sound of the mobile phone. He looked down and found that the message was sent by Tan Qingye.

He glared at Tan Qingye and clicked on the message.

It was a text message sent regularly: "Doctor Ding, I'm sorry I didn't say it in advance. Luo Xiyan wanted to see me, and I took the medicine used in conjunction with the star inhibitor three or ten minutes ago.

I hope that Dr. Ding will be a good person to the end, and when he comes, he will find a reason to fish me out of Luo Xiyan's isolation room.Thank you. "

After reading it, Ding Zhichao's anger rose instead of falling, and he started a new round of indiscriminate bombing.

Tan Qingye listened without saying a word of rebuttal.

Waiting quietly until Ding Zhichao couldn't continue, he said, "What did you want to ask Dr. Si for?"

Ding Zhi gave him a white look: "Luo Xiyan's parents came back last night, and they heard that Si Ye gave Luo Xiyan a 'mixed pheromone therapy'."

"Isn't that method made up?"

"Yes," Ding Zhichao sighed. "But in order to complete the lie, Si Ye unified his voice and directly confirmed the matter. He directly offended his uncle because of this matter. If it wasn't for his aunt, he might not be able to escape by now."

Tan Qingye was taken aback, and only then did he understand why he had been unable to contact Si Ye.

"When you go to see Luo Xiyan, you are also embarrassing him at the cusp of the crisis."

"I……"

Ding Zhichao waved his hand: "Forget it, even if you take care of it for me, that old bastard will not be wronged."

"Old..." Tan Qingye paused, unable to repeat the address.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the dormitory."

"Wait a minute," Tan Qingye raised his eyes, facing Ding Zhichao, "Can I not go back to school today?"

Ding Zhichao opened the rear door and turned to the driver's seat: "Okay, but if the teacher asks the parents, don't ask me to make up for it. I don't want to be misunderstood as 'you made mistakes when you were young'."

Two chuckles spread out in the car, and came out along the rolled down window of Tan Qingye.

In the night wind, Luo Xiyan's expression before leaving came to Tan Qingye's mind again.

What was he thinking at that time?

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For several days, apart from occasionally hearing from Ding Zhichao that Luo Xiyan was still recovering, Tan Qingye didn't receive any other news about Luo Xiyan, which made him a little worried.

Looking at the one-way record in the dialogue with Luo Xiyan, Tan Qingye was a little distracted.

"Tan Qingye!" The physics teacher tapped on the blackboard, "Retell what I said."

Tan Qingye got up, but he didn't take back his thoughts.

He stood sluggishly, just like every moment when he was called up by the teacher two years ago, he was silent.

"Okay, sit down," the physics teacher pushed his clumsy glasses, "I have an exam tomorrow, so give me your heart."

Listening to the teacher's instruction, Tan Qingye just silently looked at Luo Xiyan's desk.

The 50 who have improved, should they do it...

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Never be late for monthly exams.

In the last half hour of self-study that night, all the tables for two were re-divided back to the original single tables, and Tan Qingye also separated his and Luo Xiyan's tables with his own hands.

It's just that at that moment, he was a little inexplicably lost.

When the random seat for the exam was allocated, Tan Qingye was pleasantly surprised to find that his seat for the exam was Luo Xiyan's desk.

On the day of the exam, Tan Qingye came early.

This was probably the first time in two years that he wasn't late for the exam, but the person who changed him didn't come today.

Tan Qingye's heart sank when he unconsciously touched the mark belonging to Luo Xiyan on his neck.

After the bell rang, the sound of flipping the paper followed one after another.

Tan Qingye pulled off the cap of his pen, and wrote down his name with great strength.

At the time when each exam can be handed in in advance, Tan Qingye will get up and leave.

Before leaving, he would even grab the test paper on Luo Xiyan's test seat, sign his name and hand it in together.

In the past few days with Luo Xiyan's mark, he has been full of energy every day, almost like a normal person.

This was obviously what Tan Qingye expected most, but for some reason, he was not in the mood to appreciate it, and even felt that a corner of his life was missing.

Such days lasted until the second day after the monthly exam.

According to time calculation, Luo Xiyan's susceptibility period should have ended, but he didn't come to school for a long time.

Tan Qingye couldn't sit still, and was about to sneak out after class, trying to find out the news, when Su Ban stopped him at the back door the moment the bell rang.

"Everyone wait for a while, let's take this time to choose a seat."

There was a sudden silence in the classroom, but after only a minute of silence, they quickly became agitated: "What? Here comes the score ranking?!"

Suban clapped his hands: "In order to know everyone's level faster, Director Huang led all the teachers to work overtime and make corrections. Now I have the report card of our class, and Director Huang asked us to change seats within today. "

"Next, everyone stands up and stands in the aisle. The students whose names I call can choose their seats first. Everyone remembers the seats they choose, and just change it in the first class of evening self-study."

Tan Qingye licked his lips, retreated to his seat, and stared nervously at everyone who chose a seat.

Whenever someone sees him in this direction, they always take a glance and quickly go around.

Tan Qingye thought it was nothing at first, but after a few Omegas in a row, he finally came to his senses.

He almost forgot that until now he still bears the name of a school bully.

But that's good too, if things continue like this, it's really possible for him to be at the same table with Luo Xiyan again.

"Report."

Hearing that familiar voice, Tan Qingye suddenly looked up.

At the door, Luo Xiyan stood upright, waiting for the teacher's reply.

Suban pointed to the class: "Go back first."

Tan Qingye's gaze was firmly stuck to Luo Xiyan's body like a spider's thread, but when he walked back to his seat from the door, Luo Xiyan didn't even look at him.

He leaned over while frowning, and bumped Luo Xiyan with his elbow: "Why didn't you reply to me when I sent you a message?"

Luo Xiyan moved her fingertips, but did not answer.

The corner of Tan Qingye's mouth twitched: "You said you wanted to see me, but I went. After seeing me, I started ignoring me again. What did you say to be good friends with me? You lied to me?"

"No." Luo Xiyan turned his head and denied without thinking.

The four eyes met, and it was only then that Tan Qingye could clearly see the haggard look on Luo Xiyan's expression, as well as the extremely obvious panic in his eyes.

The author says:

I'm doing it, I'm doing it (put the lid on the pot)