Get your pheromones

Song Ci didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him silently.

"Song Ci, you are really annoying."

In the end, Rong Shiyi looked up at Song Ci, pressed the fire and left a sentence, then turned around and left.

After he left, the smile on the corners of Song Ci's lips also disappeared, and his expression changed into a slightly slumped expression.

He raised his hand to open the window, and lit a cigarette.

The snow outside the window was brought in by the wind, fell on Song Ci, and quickly turned into water.

Smoke clouds and wind and snow are entangled together.

This year's snow,? Seems to be a little colder than ever.

When Rong Shiyi returned to the classroom, Xiao Lin was still packing things slowly.

Looking at the appearance of his family, he could guess what happened with his feet:

"Did you go to find Song Ci?"

"Huh,? Damn it." Rong Shiyi kicked the leg of the table:

"Dog Song Ci!"

"What's the matter with him? I haven't seen you for a long time. Why did you go to him again?"

Xiao Lin is like a worried old father.

"He has been estranged from me for so long without saying a word,? Can't I ask clearly?"

"But Rongrong." Xiao Lin paused, and spoke the truth:

"You never cared about this before."

Rong Shiyi was stunned by these words.

He reflected on himself, and suddenly ruffled his hair irritably:

"I don't know, anyway, Song Ci is a bit different."

"It's not the same, do you know what you look like now?"

"Say."

"Like a fool who has been dumped and still doesn't know why he lost his love."

"?"

The object Rong Shiyi wanted to kick changed from table legs to Xiao Lin's legs.

—

At night, the snow was still falling, forming a thin layer on the ground, which creaked when stepped on.

Rong Shiyi had just finished dinner with his brothers, and was walking home along the river with Yang Zhao and Xiao Lin who were on the same road.

This area is remote, there are usually no people, and the road is a bit desolate. There are shrubs that have never been pruned, and the branches grow crookedly, which is a bit ugly.

Yang Zhao jumped two steps ahead with a smile on his face, and came up with a bad idea out of words:

"Hey, Brother Rong, Xiao Lin said that you are in a bad mood. It just so happened that I was about to get several WeChat accounts of Xiaotian O. Do you want to add someone who is destined?"

"Forget about you." Xiao Lin laughed twice:

"It's not the Omega who hurt our Rongrong, do you think everyone is like you?"

"It's all the same, I'm trapped by love, I can guess it with my feet, Song Ci, right?"

Yang Zhao sighed:

"The relationship between you two is not very good. Why did you break up suddenly at that time? Did you steal his girlfriend?"

"Yang Zhao, besides men and women, is there anything normal in your mind?"

Rong Shiyi couldn't take it anymore.

"Just kidding, come on, let me analyze it for you."

Yang Zhao cleared his throat and said nonsense:

"This sudden estrangement without explanation shows that he has been faking it from the beginning, just to deceive himself and mind and then get rid of you, scumbag! Forget about him, Brother Rong, there are better people behind!"

"What did you say?"

Rong Shiyi felt that it was outrageous.

"I said, Song Ci! He's a big scumbag!!"

Yang Zhao didn't know if he had drunk too much, suddenly put his hands together like a trumpet, and shouted to the river.

The sound was not small, and there was even an echo from the opposite side. Before the echo stopped, there was a burst of laughter not far away.

Rong Shiyi looked over subconsciously.

The three of them were on the trail by the river, and there was a bridge on the river not far ahead. At this time, two cars were parked on the bridge, and four or five people were standing by the bridge, not knowing what they were doing.

And the young man standing in the middle was tall and long-legged, Rong Shiyi was very familiar with him.

What is Yuanjia Road Narrow?

At this moment, Song Ci also raised his eyes to look over, and the two looked at each other briefly, and Rong Shiyi gave him a rather childish thumbs down.

Over there, a boy next to Song Ci noticed his provocative actions, and immediately suppressed the smile on his face:

"Damn, is that non-mainstream kid tired of living?"

It looked like he was going to rush to fight.

"Be kinder and less troublesome."

The party, Song Ci, looked calm and calm, and stopped him lightly.

"No, Song Ci, they just said that that scumbag is you, right? You're still provoking, can you bear it? Have you evolved??"

The boy looked like he had seen a ghost.

The people here are all the young second-generation ancestors in Jiangcheng. They all have a good relationship, get together from time to time, and occasionally do some stupid things.

Today these people gathered for a meal, Song Ci didn't like to hang out at night, a few people drove around the city to have fun, just passed by here, it was quiet, and the snow scene was beautiful, so they came down to smoke a cigarette and chat.

Zhan Bochuan is right next to Song Ci, of course he recognizes the stinky red-haired boy over there, and he is overjoyed:

"I advise you to save yourself, Fang'er, but you can make any other person, but this one can't."

"What do you mean?" Fang Chen was a little confused.

"Do you remember the last time Song Ci woke you up in the middle of the night and went to South Street to catch three gangsters?"

"Fuck, just for him?"

"Not for him but for you?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

After a while, Fang Chen sighed:

"I can't tell, Song Ci, do you like this kind of wild horse?"

"It's a vicious dog." Zhan Bochuan reminded thoughtfully.

"Talking a lot?" Song Ci glanced at them coolly.

Those with discerning eyes could see that this topic was not suitable, so they laughed and chatted about who's youngest got into trouble a few days ago.

Song Ci didn't participate in the topic, he just watched Rong Shiyi get farther and farther away from him, and when the person reached the intersection and was about to disappear, he raised his hand and took a breath of cigarette, and looked away.

Over there, the three of Rong Shiyi walked from the path by the river to the main road, and went back to their respective homes.

He was wearing a sweater hat, with his hands in the pockets of his coat, and walked forward unhurriedly.However, just as he was about to turn a corner at the intersection, he seemed to hear someone calling him.

"elder brother!"

The young man's voice was very clear, and there was no one around Rong Shiyi. He reasonably guessed that the person was calling him, so he looked back and saw a fair and beautiful Omega rushing towards him in a panic.

Before Rong Shiyi realized what happened, the next second, Omega seemed to slip, and the whole person fell to his side.

Rong Shiyi subconsciously helped her up.

The thin boy fell into his arms, and at the same time, the aroma of pheromones from Omega's body also diffused, sweet and greasy, like chocolate milk.

At that moment, there seemed to be something instinctively drawn out by the sweetness, which was a bit strange.

But Rong Shiyi didn't pay much attention, he helped Omega up from his body:

"are you……"

Rong Shiyi originally wanted to ask, did you admit the wrong person.

But the flustered expression on Omega's face made him swallow those words.

The boy shook his head, and kept blinking at Rong Shiyi, his eyes were full of pleading, and his voice was trembling:

"Brother, why are you here? I'm just getting ready to go home."

Rong Shiyi's brain was running fast, and then he glanced behind the boy.

Sure enough, he was followed by an Alpha with malicious intentions, was he being harassed?

"Yo, your brother?"

The man also came over, he had a scar on his face, he looked a bit hideous, and laughed twice:

"Why don't I look alike?"

"He looks like dad and I look like mom. What's the matter?"

Rong Shiyi tugged on the boy's sleeve, protecting him behind her.

"It's okay, boy, we just want to chat with your brother, we can also add a WeChat."

"My brother is dumb and can't speak. My family is poor and I have never used a smartphone."

Rong Shiyi kept a cold face and refused to budge.

Well, very brave and imposing enough.

But in Scarface's eyes, no matter what, the person in front of him was still a brat, he didn't care at all:

"Come on, stop acting. Little thing, you are too naive, Alpha can have a few good things, do you really think he is really helping you? I said redhead, this thing is beautiful, if you are sensible, I will play If you’re in a good mood, maybe I can give it to you.”

As he said that, Scarface moved his knuckles, and when he saw the momentum, he was about to come up to grab someone.

Rong Shiyi slapped his hand away, and said:

"Run as far as you can, don't forget to call the police."

The boy behind him nodded in panic, but he took a step before he was crushed by the pheromone released by Scarface and fell to his knees, dropping his phone.

Rong Shiyi cursed secretly in her heart, she could no longer care about the strawberry cream she detested, the sweet and greasy fragrance overflowed for a while, and blocked the oppression of Scarface for Omega, and then kicked Scarface's knee.

The Omega boy smelled it, and glanced at Rong Shiyi blankly.

Scarface was even more unexpected. Although the red-haired boy's pheromone was much stronger than him, the taste was really too funny:

"Fuck, what does it smell like, you're an Omega too, right?"

"Shut up the dog's mouth."

The two scuffled like this, and the teenager on one side hurriedly picked up the phone, but after pressing it for a long time, the screen was still black.

He wanted to run, but he didn't know whether it was because he was so frightened or for some other reason. His legs were weak, and he couldn't even walk steadily.

He turned his head to look at the boy's situation and knew that he could not retreat.

However, at this moment of distraction, the scarred face on the ground suddenly raised his hand, lifted something and hit Rong Shiyi heavily on the head.

He only felt that the world seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then there was a tinnitus, and even the vision in front of him was blurred.

Rong Shiyi frowned, he felt something dripping from the corner of his forehead, the blood dripping on the snow was very conspicuous.

The next moment, someone grabbed his hair and pressed him hard to the ground.

"Oh shit……"

Rong Shiyi held Dao Scarface's wrist with one hand, and smashed his forearm with the other hand, and then broke free.

With Scar's face covering his arms, Rong Shiyi stumbled up and pulled the boy up from the ground to escape.

But he could feel someone chasing after him, Rong Shiyi gritted his teeth, pushed the boy forward, then turned around and raised his hand to catch him.

With the light from the side of the road, he seemed to see something like a wooden stick that Scarface swung towards him.

Rong Shiyi closed his eyes subconsciously, but the next second, the expected heavy blow did not hit, but someone hugged him in his arms.

Different from the icy wind in winter, the boy's arms are warm, and his breath is a little anxious, with a faint smell of brandy.

Rong Shiyi opened his eyes slightly, and saw the afterimage of the wooden stick swinging towards him.

He heard a dull beating sound, Song Ci's obviously trembling breath, and the muffled grunt that was deliberately suppressed.

He staggered two steps forward, not forgetting to give Rong Shiyi a hand. After pausing for two seconds, he pinched the back of Rong Shiyi's neck in a comforting manner, and said in a gentle voice:

"Not afraid."

Rong Shiyi was stunned.

Afterwards, the warmth left him, and the wind and snow were still howling.

He stared at the man's back in a daze, the back of his white coat was stained with a dazzling blood.

Rong Shiyi looked down at his hands.

There was blood on the palm.

Over there, Song Ci kicked Scarface far away. He seemed to have grabbed what was in Scarface's hand and started a unilateral beating.

The smell of brandy intensified with the blood.

Rong Shiyi was a little dizzy, he wanted to go over to see Song Ci, but he fell down after taking two steps forward.

Song Ci's companions came late at this time, they did not follow to beat Scarface, but a few of them worked together to restrain Song Ci.

Zhan Bochuan panicked:

"Song Ci, calm down, damn it, you're going to kill another person. Damn, why are you so seriously injured? You're going to kill two people!"

Four or five people frantically supported Song Ci, and went to drive the car over.

When leaving, Song Ci's face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person, but he still remembered pointing in Rong Shiyi's direction:

"Go see him."

"Take care of my ancestors." Zhan Bochuan supported him:

"Rarity, you go."

Han Rui nodded, tied up her long hair, got out of the car and went to Rong Shiyi's direction.

Rong Shiyi was still kneeling on the spot with his head supported. The snow under him was already stained red by blood drops. Han Rui walked over, found a wrapping paper from his pocket and handed it to him.

Rong Shiyi's reaction was a bit slow, he was taken aback for a moment before saying "thank you", and then asked:

"Is Song Ci okay?"

Han Rui shook his head:

"It's not good. There are two iron nails on the wooden stick that hit him. The wound is too deep."

Rong Shiyi stopped talking.

Han Rui looked at the terrified Omega beside him again.

The boy was crushed by the Alpha pheromone just now, and now he is in a daze. Seeing Han Rui, who is also an Alpha, he subconsciously shrinks away from Rong Shiyi.

He seemed to feel extra safe by Rong Shiyi's side, and when he got close, he even sniffed his scent quietly.

The burnt smell of Scarface, the brandy smell of another Alpha, blood, and…

Reassuring creamy aroma.

Rong Shiyi didn't pay attention to the boy's little movements, it was only at this moment that he remembered that there was someone beside him.

He thought for a while and said:

"Don't walk this path alone at night, it's dangerous."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Han Rui again:

"Sorry, can I trouble you to take him home?"

Han Rui naturally had no objection, she just asked:

"how about you?"

"I can do it myself."

With that said, Rong Shiyi stood up and took two steps, all of which were floating.

Han Rui sighed:

"I'll take you to the hospital first, and then send him back."

But there are no regular hospitals in this area, and Han Rui only found a small clinic nearby.

When parting, the Omega boy said to Rong Shiyi in a soft voice:

"Brother, my name is Meng Zhiqu, can you tell me your name?"

Rong Shiyi was a little dizzy, she was taken aback for a moment before she understood what he was talking about, so she glanced at him:

"Rong Shiyi."

After Han Rui and Meng Zhiqu left, Rong Shiyi sat on a chair in the clinic, and the doctor opposite him treated his wound.

He was a little dizzy, and kept his eyes closed, as if he had taken a nap in a daze. When he opened his eyes again, Han Rui had already returned.

Han Rui is a relatively rare female Alpha. She usually wears a high ponytail, and her eyebrows and eyes are very heroic.

She glanced at Rong Shiyi, and taught:

"It's okay to be brave, but don't be reckless, especially don't implicate others because of your recklessness."

Rong Shiyi took a deep breath.

Too many things happened today, he was a little bit overwhelmed:

"Feel sorry."

"Don't tell me, tell Song Ci."

"You, don't you really hate him?" Han Rui asked after a pause.

"how come."

Rong Shiyi looked down at his hand, the blood there had been cleaned up, but the warm touch seemed to still exist:

"How about Song Ci?"

"There was a lot of blood loss and the wound was a bit serious, but it's not a big problem. It's true that I almost lost my hand and injured my life."

Han Rui smiled, and his tone was light, as if he was talking about something homely:

"But think about it, he can mobilize people to catch people and teach you a lesson for your dog in the middle of the night, let alone this time because of you?"

Han Rui's words were full of irony.

But Rong Shiyi didn't quite understand:

"What did you say?"

Han Rui was happy to help him recall:

"Last time, you rescued a dog in the alley, and that night Song Ci taught the three people who beat the dog a lesson. Do you remember?"

Hearing what she said, Rong Shiyi recalled it.

It seems that Song Ci asked him to go upstairs alone that day, and then went to buy the medicine that seemed to have passed a century, so it turned out that he did this.

He leaned against the back of the iron chair in the clinic, and the bone-chilling cold pierced through his thick clothes, making him shiver.

The wound on his forehead was still aching, but he didn't pay much attention to it, because there seemed to be a place that was also hurting, and it was much more painful.

Han Rui looked at his expression, and continued:

"This time, you saved someone, and it was Song Ci who helped you clean up the mess. What about next time? If you want to save the earth, do you have Song Ci to build you a battleship?"

Unlike Zhan Bochuan's stupid comparison, Han Rui could see Song Ci's thoughts on Rong Shiyi.

They grew up together, Song Ci is really different from Rong Shiyi.

Han Rui is Song Ci's friend, so he will naturally consider Song Ci first when he encounters problems.

But this is about Song Ci, and Han Rui couldn't explain it for him, so he just sighed in the end:

"Song Ci treats you well, that's his business, we have no right to interfere."

"His personality is not very good, and he may make you unhappy sometimes, but that's not aimed at you. You know that Song Ci's family environment, since childhood, few people have been sincere to him, with some purpose. So he may not be very good at it. Get along with people."

"He does things according to his own mood. Sometimes he may not take you into consideration, and sometimes he will do something self-righteously that he thinks is good for you."

"But he has no bad intentions, he is just treating you well in his own way."

"As for whether you want to accept it or not, that's up to you. Now that I'm talking, you should think about it yourself."

As soon as Han Rui finished speaking, her mobile phone rang, which was very abrupt in the empty clinic.

It's still snowing outside.

Han Rui stood up, glanced at the incoming call, a little impatient and helpless:

"Reassure him, he is fine."

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