The pheromone of being obsessed with school bully

He seemed to like them very much, it should be said that he liked Song Zian very much. He not only made tea for them, but also served them persimmons and fried chestnuts made by himself.

"Since my wife left, I've lived here alone for several years. Hey... It's been a long time since anyone can talk to my mother-in-law like this." The old woman pulled Song Zian with emotion.

Song Zian felt uncomfortable hearing this, and quickly asked: "Then do you have any other relatives? For example, your son and daughter, are they gone?"

"I have a son and a daughter, but they have all gone out, leaving only one young son in the town. I am not used to living outside, but I still like living in this old house. Usually, the youngest son brings me food. , and the other children can get together during the Chinese New Year."

The old woman lowered her head, her voice was a little lonely.

Song Zian was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to comfort her.

On the other hand, Chi Yuanmian said, "It's good to live here. There are flowers and mountain breezes, and it's not noisy."

The old woman squinted her eyes and glanced at him, a smile appeared on her wrinkled face.

"Yeah, I've spent most of my life here, and the older I get, the more nostalgic I become, and the more I miss my roots..."

She looked up to the sky, staring at a certain place with her lifeless eyes, as if thinking about something.

……

On the way back after descending the mountain, the sky was already dyed red by the setting sun.

Song Zian sat on the back of Chi Yuanmian's motorcycle, staring at the beautiful sunset in the sky.

"You said how strong a person has to be in order to be able to live alone in that deep mountain?" He sighed softly.

The person in front of him seemed to be stunned by his question, but he still steered the motorcycle forward steadily.

After a long time, I heard Chi Yuanmian say lightly: "It doesn't need to be very strong, some people are used to being alone."

one person?Like him?Song Zian thought.

"What about you? Are you used to being alone?" Song Zian asked, looking at the generous back of the man in front of him.

"It used to be." Chi Yuanmian paused, and then added, "But thinking about it now, two people are not bad."

It's a pity that his motorcycle was driving too fast, and the noisy sound of the engine overwhelmed the soft words behind him, drifting into the evening wind.

The person who was trying to tell it didn't hear it.

When Song Zian arrived home, grandma had just finished dinner.

With something on his mind, he couldn't help asking his grandmother about the old woman who lived alone on the back mountain.

"Tell me about her. When I was young, I worked with her in a factory! After her wife passed away, she guarded the mountain by herself. Usually, tourists who go up the mountain pass by, and she will invite them to go in for a drink. Let's drink tea and chat." Grandma told Song Zian what she knew.

Song Zi'an was in a trance when he heard it, and he didn't taste much of a meal.

After dinner, I unexpectedly received a video call from my deskmate Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's bright smiling face popped up on the screen of the phone, and then the camera shook a few times, and then he saw the beach on the beach with twinkling lights.

"How about the same table, is my vacation okay?" Zhou Yang asked triumphantly.

Song Zian chuckled lightly and said yes.

"Hey, why is it so dark over there? Didn't you do your homework in the room at this hour? Then what are you doing?" Zhou Yang asked suspiciously.

"I'm feeding the chickens." Song Zian said lightly, grabbed another handful of corn kernels with one hand and threw them at his feet, then picked up the phone camera and pointed it there for Zhou Yang to see.

Grandma just caught a few chicks from the vegetable market a few days ago and came back to raise them. The tender yellow chicks are very cute, and they are pecking at Song Zian's feet one by one. He likes to tease them.

"Ah? It's so dark, it's so dark, I can't see clearly!" Zhou Yang could only see a blur of black shadows, but he could indeed hear a group of chirping chickens.

"Have you gone to the country?"

Song Zian: "Yes, I went to my grandmother's house."

"Hahaha, then who thought you would do the test papers at home, and just wanted to accompany you without going anywhere. It's good for you, you went to grandma's house to play by yourself, how could you embarrass that person?" Through the screen, Zhou Yang smiled The sound is still magical.

Song Zi'an paused and asked, "What and who?"

"Squad leader Chen Songbai!" Zhou Yang clicked his tongue ambiguously, "Just now he asked me if you were at home, and which places in the urban area you often go to, probably either because he wanted to ask you out, or just to meet you by chance Bar?"

"Ah?" Song Zian was a little surprised, why met him by chance?

"Oh, I have long felt that the monitor is interested in you. If you want to have a different table, you can follow him. I will be your wedding witness!"

Song Zian: "..."

Chen Song is an alpha, but he claims to be a bate?

Thinking about it carefully, because the number of omega has decreased rapidly in recent years, the combination of ab and ab is also very popular now.

But when did Chen Song become interested in him?Why doesn't he know?Song Zian secretly sighed that Zhou Yang was spreading gossip with his eyes closed again.

"Oh, I won't tell you anymore, my mother told me to come over, let's talk back..." Before Song Zian could reply, the other party had already hung up, and there was a beeping sound from the phone.

He was depressed when the phone screen suddenly vibrated.He glanced at the screen and found that someone was calling his phone, but it was still an unfamiliar number.

Song Zian hesitated for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

An extremely familiar voice came from the receiver, it belonged to the person who played with him all day today.

"How do you have my phone number?" Song Zian asked curiously.

"Your phone number is easy to find. Just ask any student in the class and you'll know." The voice over the phone is full of magnetism, with a bit of melodious laziness.

"Oh——" Song Zian responded in a low voice, "What do you want from me?"

"I want to ask if Da Xueba is free tomorrow, and if you mind accompanying me to the town."

Song Zian thought for a while about the homework that had not yet been written in his schoolbag, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, it automatically became "OK".

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it. It was clear that he had agreed to help Chi Yuanmian with his homework, so why is Chi Yuanmian taking him around to play now?

Was he being led astray by someone unknowingly, and he was so slanted so much.

There was a chuckle on the other end of the phone, and a magnetic voice came: "Okay, then I will come and pick you up tomorrow."

"Go to bed early, college bully."

"good night, see you tomorrow."

13. Coax you

There are still a lot of people in the market in the small town.

In addition to the innermost vegetable market, there are also many stalls on the roadside, selling all kinds of gadgets.

There were shouts in front of the mobile breakfast cart, and the steaming steamed buns wafted a tantalizing aroma in the air.

Song Zian stood by the side of the road, staring at a candy stall by the side of the road.

Standing behind the booth was a man with a square face and a short-shaven head. The man held two sticks in both hands and rolled them on the flat surface of the booth. In half a minute, he rolled out a round sugar ball skewer.

Then use the elongated sugar silk for a little processing, and decorate it into various cute animals, including bears, pigs and rabbits.

The sugar strings are covered with a layer of brown sugar, the ruddy color is delicate and charming, and it shines transparently in the sun.

It looks delicious.

Song Zian's eyes were straightened, and he couldn't help swallowing.He wanted to buy it, but he was afraid that the people next to him would laugh at him.

After all, most of the people who buy at the stalls are adults who bring their children to buy, and buy to coax children.

Chi Yuanmian, who had just bought breakfast next to him, came over with steamed stuffed buns and soy milk, followed his gaze, and saw the brightly red string of sugar.

"Let's go." Seeing him coming, Song Zian hurriedly pulled him away.He was afraid of staying any longer, and he might really be unable to resist buying it.

Chi Yuanmian looked down at him, pursed his lips and let him drag him away.

The two ate breakfast while strolling in the vegetable market.

The school bully is very rich and powerful, and Song Zian knew it when he bought women's clothing.

But he was still shocked by his aggressive style of packing up, paying, and leaving without picking dishes or bargaining prices.

But the food was bought by others, and he paid for it himself. He was just a chatterbox, so he stopped talking after thinking about it.

So in a short while, the two of them carried the big and small bags and returned with a full load.

Chi Yuanmian hung the things he bought on the motorcycle, turned around and walked into a cake shop on the side of the street.

Song Zian, who came in behind, asked curiously, "Is anyone in your family having a birthday?"

"Well, my grandfather." Chi Yuanmian nodded.

Song Zian suddenly remembered that Chi Yuanmian had told him about this before.

The township is small, and there is only one cake shop.Chi Yuanmian ordered a 10-inch cake, but the manager of the cake shop said that it would take three hours to pick it up.

After waiting for the cake for a long time, they wandered around the town casually.

Small towns are relatively backward, and there are not many people living there, so there are no entertainment venues, such as parks and playgrounds.

There is a relatively small movie theater, but the two of them are not in the mood to watch a movie now, so they walk forward one after another.

"Wait for me." The two returned from the cake shop and came back to the original point. Chi Yuanmian didn't know what he saw, but suddenly stopped, said something to Song Zian, and then ran to the opposite road.

It took two or three minutes to come back.

"Here!"

Song Zian moved his eyes away from the phone screen, and there were two red things in front of his eyes.

It was the candy skewers that I had craved for him earlier, there were two in total, one from a little pig and the other from a little tiger.

The soft and cute little animal sugar skewers are wrapped in a layer of red sugar shell, exuding a