Pheromone Stealing Guide

In the middle of the night, wisps of light slanted through the rain-shading platform of the balcony, and sprinkled on the shoulders of Luo Xiyan and Ding Zhichao.

"Doctor Ding, what is the chance of Tan Qingye's pheromone being cured?"

Ding Zhichao didn't look at him, and looked at the lights of Wanjia in the distance along the gap of the tall building: "Do you care?"

"It's not that I care, but he will definitely ask." Luo Xiyan looked at Ding Zhichao with sincere eyes, "I don't want to know the answer, but I just hope that no matter what the truth is, please tell him that he can be cured."

The city is gradually falling asleep, and the bright or dark atmosphere of fireworks spreads.

The words remained in the night, but Luo Xiyan had already left in the breeze.

He turned his gaze into warmth, crossed the living room, and sent it into the consulting room.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Xiyan held the medical tray, and casually avoided Tan Qingye's sight.

Luo Xiyan didn't want to make him uncomfortable, let alone embarrass him.

Looking at Tan Qingye's wound, the regret that welled up in his heart again turned into distress.

Luo Xiyan wiped it carefully, for fear of making him feel pain again.

He chatted with Tan Qingye casually, but Luo Xiyan heard him say "I can give you the answer".

Before he could prevent it, Tan Qingye's pheromone came along the faint temperature between his lips.

His heartbeat was out of rhythm in an instant, and his eyes were propped up in shock, allowing him to see the trembling eyelashes close at hand.

Tan Qingye's knuckles were getting tighter and tighter on the back of his head, with a kind of heat that he couldn't believe.

He finally came back to his senses and tried to respond to the warmth.

In a trance, he tasted a little salty, and the emotions hidden in the tears exploded in his mind along the taste.

Luo Xiyan pulled Tan Qingye away, before seeing his face, Tan Qingye was suddenly buried in his shoulder.

The sobbing sound was very close, mixed with the two people's unsteady breathing, every tremor was connected to Luo Xiyan's heart.

"If you weren't Luo Xiyan, how wonderful it would be..."

Luo Xiyan didn't speak, just stroked his back, waiting for him to calm down.

It took an unknown amount of time before Tan Qingye withdrew from his embrace.

The corners of his eyes were still red, but he spoke as if nothing had happened: "The last thing."

Tan Qingye lifted his clothes and showed Luo Xiyan a scar that had already healed under his ribs: "Since I came out of Qin's house, Tan Su's mother has been looking for someone to follow me. I don't want to live a life of being watched, so Only then do everything possible to come to Qingyang.

It's just that I didn't expect that she would forcibly leave a tracking chip on me before I came.

I am not free, with me you will be forced to lose some of your freedom.Tan Su is the core of the Qin family's future, and fighting against his mother means that you have to stand on the opposite side of the Qin family. "

Luo Xiyan was beyond shocked.

He caressed Tan Qingye's scar, tracing the unevenness, his fingertips trembling because of the force: "How dare she..."

"As for me, the greatest extravagance in my life is freedom, so I know how precious it is. I can't help it, being selfish enough to drag you into this shackle without your knowledge."

Luo Xiyan's eyes hurt like needles, and a few tears fell to the ground overwhelmed and shattered into several petals.

Luo Xiyan was so helpless for the first time.In this situation, he couldn't stand up for Tan Qingye, and he couldn't even help him get the chip.

The powerless suffocation strangled his neck, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

He stepped up, trying to get out for a breath.

But he just took a step, and the pheromone belonging to Tan Qingye in the whole room suddenly dropped by a layer, and every strand was heavy with sadness.

Luo Xiyan stopped and turned around.

The corners of Tan Qingye's mouth trembled: "If this is your answer, it's really... great."

After this sentence fell, Luo Xiyan's suppressed turmoil was completely pierced.

He stepped back in front of Tan Qingye, and locked his shoulders with his hands: "Tan Qingye, how worthless is my liking in your eyes?"

Tan Qingye was startled, and the light in his eyes flashed again.

"The last time I gave you time to think was the last time I regressed." Luo Xiyan put his fingers on Tan Qingye's chin, forcing him to raise his head, "Now, you have no choice."

Luo Xiyan's fingertips tightened, with the oppression that belonged to Alpha, and resorted to all emotions in this not gentle kiss.

The shortness of breath made Luo Xiyan lose control even more, and the complex emotions were entangled in one place, which was enough to carve a penetrating stroke.

All accounts must always be settled.

·

What embarrassed Luo Xiyan the most was the fact that he knocked Tan Qingye unconscious.

He anxiously called Ding Zhichao, and after confirming that Tan Qingye was fine, he left the consulting room in embarrassment.

When the footsteps were far away, Ding Zhichao pulled out the stethoscope: "Still using it?"

Tan Qingye opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and suppressed his beating heart.

Glancing at the corner of Tan Qingye's broken mouth: "Are you... serious?"

Tan Qingye raised the corner of his mouth and let out a chuckle.

"Qing Ye, do you know what liking is? Temporary dependence is different from love. I know you want someone to be with you all the time, but..."

"I'm sober." The smile on the corner of Tan Qingye's mouth gradually faded, "If you want a company, it's the most appropriate choice to stay on the friend's floor forever. But when I think that there will be someone else standing next to him in the future, my heart aches. It's like being locked in a narrow empty box. If I can't live for myself, then what's the use of being free?"

Ding Zhichao froze in his hands.

Yes, he is only 17 years old, and he should have the urge to move forward regardless of the consequences.

But he has been suppressing and forbearing.

Until, when he saw a ray of light, it seemed that he could no longer be locked in a dark corner.

Ding Zhichao looked up at the light outside the curtains and smiled in relief.

"Go, then, to your light."

·

For the remaining few days, Luo Xiyan deliberately staggered the time when Tan Qingye was awake, for fear that he would lose control and hurt him again.

Their official meeting should be regarded as the morning when they went back to school together.

It is the same boy, but it is a different boy.

Under the shade of the tree, the hands of the two were shaking, they touched each other several times, and finally hooked together.

The strange thing is that they had clearly kissed and hugged them before, but when their palms touched, their hearts still moved inexplicably, and they could even jump along the pulse between the intertwined fingers.

Luo Xiyan stretched out the other hand and handed it to Tan Qingye: "Eat?"

Tan Qingye twirled the familiar-looking candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

The sweetness spread from his mouth, echoing the sweetness in his heart.

Tan Qingye smacked his lips twice, just as he saw Luo Xiyan staring at him.He pushed the candy to his tongue: "What are you looking at me for?"

"I want candy too."

"Then you." In the middle of speaking, Tan Qingye suddenly glanced at Luo Xiyan's pale eyes, "You don't mean to..."

Luo Xiyan injected some strength into her fingertips, holding Tan Qingye in a posture of fleeing: "It's the last one."

The author says:

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