Pheromone Stealing Guide

After standing in place like a sculpture for a long time, Tan Qingye regained his composure slightly.

He took a few steps to the side in disbelief, leaned against the back of the tree, and was lost in thought again.

In the reminder bell for morning self-study, Tan Qingye suddenly woke up from his daze.He gathered his schoolbag and turned it towards the infirmary.

When he rushed to the infirmary, Tan Qingye's hair was already scattered and messy.He couldn't even catch his breath, so he patted the corner of the table and said anxiously: "How can we eliminate the superimposed marks...the impact on people?"

As if he had expected it, Ding Zhichao took a sip of water unhurriedly, and pushed another glass to Tan Qingye: "You said you and Luo Xiyan?"

Tan Qingye snatched his water glass away: "What else?"

Ding Zhichao snorted and snatched back his water glass: "I said that at the time..."

He squinted at the anxious Tan Qingye, but still swallowed the nagging: "Your problem is not here. From the last marking to the present, the influence of superimposed markings has been weakening day by day, and it has almost disappeared by now."

Tan Qingye's throat tightened, and his breathing rate, which fluctuated physiologically, gradually slowed down: "Disappear, disappear..."

In other words, Luo Xiyan's feelings for him now have almost nothing to do with pheromones.

As soon as the conclusion was drawn, monstrous waves exploded in Tan Qingye's mind.

During this period of time, it's not that he didn't notice any abnormalities, but every time he felt something was wrong, he would always attribute these reactions to the fusion of two marked pheromones.

But just now, Ding Zhichao mercilessly broke all his luck.

Those behaviors that cannot be explained by normal logic eventually become evidence of the germination of feelings.

Tan Qingye remained silent, as if seeing a ray of light in the middle of the night, when he looked up, he found that it was a distant star.

How could Luo Xiyan like him, Luo Xiyan, how could she like him?

"You'd better think clearly, do you like him, or do you like to be friends with him?" In the silence, Ding Zhichao's voice disturbed Tan Qingye's thoughts.

Those words turned into a kind of heaviness, and fell on Tan Qingye's eyelashes, forcing him to look down.

He snorted softly: "In my situation, can we still talk about liking?"

When he was in his early teens, the smooth Tan Qingye never had a crush on anyone.When he reached the age to have a secret love, he lost the qualification to have a secret love.

Does he deserve to like Luo Xiyan?

Even if the plan goes well, it will be at least a year and a half before he can completely get rid of the control of the Qin family.

Taking a step back, even if he is free now, he is still just an outcast of the Tan family in the eyes of others.

How could he let Luo Xiyan waste time and effort on him?

Tan Qingye closed his knuckles and said firmly, "Doctor Ding, add back the amount of my medicine."

Ding Zhi raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with you?"

Tan Qingye gritted his teeth: "Whether my pheromone can be cured is a matter of opinion. Even if it is cured, I will be an ordinary inferior Omega. But Luo Xiyan's bright future should not have such a stain like me, even if it is Once. I had to stop him early.

Moreover, just because he can accept a Beta doesn't mean he can accept an inferior Omega, I don't want to harm him. "

"He—" Ding Zhichao was only halfway through, and the temperature of the back of his neck made him lose his voice.

Si Ye's sudden appearance pulled back what he almost blurted out.He almost forgot that Luo Xiyan said that he would find an appropriate time to confess in person.

"Thank you." Tan Qingye got up, swept Si Ye's hand, and left in the light of the door.

Ding Zhichao just raised his hand to stop him, but Si Ye pushed him down.

It wasn't until the person walked out that Si Ye let go of his grip: "Don't meddle in their affairs, the two of them can't break up."

·

After self-study earlier, Tan Qingye walked into the classroom.

He sat on the seat as usual, before pretending to be nonchalant, Luo Xiyan turned sideways and asked, "Where did you go early in the morning?"

Tan Qingye cleared his throat, and thoughts crept into his heart.

If Luo Xiyan wants to give up, he must first destroy his good image in his heart.

"Where am I going, you care so much?"

"Okay, I won't ask." Luo Xiyan put the empty paper on Tan Qingye's desk, with a gentle tone, "Put away the paper that was handed out in the morning."

Looking at Luo Xiyan, Tan Qingye's aggressiveness was instantly extinguished.

The content of the sentence just now was impatience, but it seemed impossible to hear it from the tone.

Realizing that he didn't perform well, Tan Qingye quietly put away the papers and decided to practice first.

Seeing Tan Qingye staring at the first question on the paper, Luo Xiyan half leaned over and scratched a word on the second line with his fingertips: "This is the eye of the question. I told you last time, look to the word..."

Tan Qingye directly buckled up the test paper, with a bit of irritability blending into his movements: "Can you stop being annoying..."

He raised his eyes impatiently, but he was facing the overflowing silence in Luo Xiyan's eyes.His aura was instantly reduced, and his pretentious impetuousness directly showed his original shape: "I have a test paper."

Luo Xiyan withdrew her hand and said softly, "Okay, I won't turn over."

Then, Luo Xiyan raised her hand to pick up her paper, spread it again, and continued to explain patiently.

After failing twice in a row, Tan Qingye found that he didn't seem to be able to grasp the essence of "losing his temper" with Luo Xiyan, so he decided to change his method.

After the last class in the morning, Luo Xiyan naturally went to the cafeteria to eat with him.

Tan Qingye ordered two dishes with coriander, and deliberately leaned the plate towards the middle.

He remembered that Luo Xiyan hated others flipping dishes in front of him.Deliberately chop left and right, that is, to eat without chopsticks.

At this moment, Luo Xiyan suddenly stopped chopsticks.

Tan Qingye was overjoyed, watching Luo Xiyan put down his chopsticks and stood up opposite him.

He didn't look up to see Luo Xiyan leave, but just put away the chopsticks.

After the success of the scheme, the brief joy passed, and an inexplicable emptiness began to spread in Tan Qingye's heart.

He let out a long sigh, not knowing whether it was regret or relief.

While feeling lost, another person sat down opposite him.

Tan Qingye raised his eyes, only to find that Luo Xiyan was still sitting down.

Luo Xiyan held a pair of chopsticks and two new dishes in his hands, and pushed the dishes towards him: "Eat this if you don't like it."

Then, Luo Xiyan picked out the carrots on his plate piece by piece with the public chopsticks, and piled them into the corner of his own plate.

After picking, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of carrot that he picked out from his plate.

Tan Qingye was startled, and hurriedly grabbed his wrist: "Crazy? How can you eat dishes cooked with coriander? Do you still want to be hospitalized?"

"It's okay. I haven't had such a big reaction for a long time. At best, I don't like it."

After finishing speaking, Luo Xiyan exerted some strength on her wrist, and directly put the carrot cube in her mouth.

And this action looked more like he was grabbing Luo Xiyan's wrist and feeding him a bite of food.

Realizing that something was wrong, Tan Qingye quickly withdrew his hand.

When he glanced at the additional dishes on the table from the corner of his eye, he felt that he was not well again.

He buried his head in the rice and stopped talking.

It was almost time to eat, he picked up the plate, and left the cafeteria before Luo Xiyan without saying a word.

The sun was shining at noon, and Tan Qingye walked around the playground again and again.

He really didn't understand why Luo Xiyan didn't respond after he had already done so.

Tan Qingye didn't think of a reason for going around until his heel hurt.

When he returned to the classroom, he saw Luo Xiyan lying on the table taking a mid-morning rest.

Tan Qingye carefully sat aside, resting his head on one elbow, staring at the back of Luo Xiyan's head.

After a long while, he raised his fingertips and pointed at Luo Xiyan empty-handedly: "Luo Xiyan, Luo Xiyan, you are good everywhere, but your eyesight is too poor. It's not good for you to like someone, like me. Can you stare wide?" You can see clearly what kind of person I am, so quickly take back your love?"

Tan Qingye withdrew his hand in distress, and lay down on the table: "It's really terrible."

From where he couldn't see, Luo Xiyan raised the corner of her mouth and silently answered his question.

No.

Although I don't know the reason for taking it back, it has long been impossible.

The author says:

Tan (pretending to be angry): Can you...!

Luo (chuckles): Huh?

Qin (sluggish): It's all right.

Today's compulsory course: How to make Luo Xiyan not like me?