The pheromone of being obsessed with school bully

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Being guessed so easily by him, Song Zian raised his eyebrows, "Then do you know where I'm going now?"

The person on the other side of the screen pursed his lips and seemed to be thinking seriously.

"Forget it, I know you won't be able to guess." Song Zian had a smile on his lips, his crooked eyebrows and eyes were reflected in the blue sky unique to the township, which was indescribably moving.

"Will your grandpa be at home during the Chinese New Year?" He asked.

There was a chuckle from over there, Chi Yuanmian propped his head on one hand, staring at him with deep eyes, "Would you like to pay New Year's greetings to my grandpa?"

"Anyway, we live quite close, so let's go...to see grandpa!" Song Zian bit his lower lip while playing with a snowball in his hand and said, "Will you disturb him?"

Chi Yuanmian curled his lips and smiled, "Why, it's too late for him to be happy!"

"I just think it's the New Year's Eve. The old people also hope to be more lively and not so deserted. You don't know how happy my grandma is when my parents come back.

Your grandpa...it should be the same. On traditional reunion days like Chinese New Year, old people always look forward to their children and grandchildren being together.But you are abroad now, you can’t come back, and there’s nothing you can do about it. "Song Zian sighed at the screen.

"It's okay..." Chi Yuanmian's lips curled into a meaningful smile, "My grandson can't go back, isn't there a granddaughter-in-law—"

"Uh..." Song Zian's face became hot when he was called by this strange new name.

The snow in the palm of his hand was cold, with a refreshing coldness, and it was already starting to melt when it was scalded by the temperature in his hand.

"Who is your wife now..." He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I won't go if you talk nonsense anymore."

Knowing that he was thin-skinned, Chi Yuanmian hurriedly coaxed: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense. Then please help my boyfriend, say hello to grandpa for me, okay?"

Someone nodded arrogantly.

Song Zian followed the path in his memory to the small building.The snow and firecracker debris at the door were swept away and piled aside.

The door was open, Song Zian looked at the door, and called Grandpa.A familiar voice answered, and then an old man in a gray cotton coat and a black wool cap came out.

"Grandpa, happy new year! I'm here to wish you a happy new year!" Song Zian smiled cutely.

"It's Xiaoan?" Grandpa saw the person in front of him clearly, his narrowed eyes instantly lit up, the fine lines on his face piled up together, he smiled kindly, and pulled him enthusiastically, "Come in and warm up by the fire." .”

The old man held Song Zian's wrist with his withered and rough hands, but the temperature in his palm was hot. Song Zian couldn't shirk it, so he could only walk in with him with a smile.

Grandpa took him to the firewood room. The fire on the earth pit was burning red, and it made people feel warm as soon as they entered the door. This kind of open fire is more effective than a charcoal stove, as if the blood in the whole body is roasted comfortably up.

Song Zian sat down by the stove, and his grandfather handed over the fruit plate next to him, and told him to eat the fruit with a smile.

Song Zian's speech has always been liked by the older generation, coupled with this well-behaved appearance, it makes grandpa even more happy the more he looks at it.

I have lived in the country by myself for a long time, and I am so happy to have such a well-behaved child accompany me to talk to him, so I just took him by the hand and recognized him as my god-grandson.

The two talked for a long time, and grandpa began to shake off Chi Yuanmian's black history again, which made Song Zian laugh and quietly memorize it all.

On the way home, Song Zian proudly showed off to Chi Yuanmian, "Your grandpa almost treats me as his own grandson, I'm afraid someone has fallen out of favor!"

"It's good, he likes you better." Chi Yuanmian's pleasant voice was a bit lazy.

Song Zian glanced behind him and found that there was still a small desk lamp on behind him, "Is it night in your place...?"

"Yeah." Chi Yuanmian glanced at the phone, "But it's almost dawn, it's three o'clock in the morning."

"Ah? Then did I disturb you just now?" Song Zian's face was a bit annoyed, and he blamed himself for not noticing the jet lag just now.

It's three o'clock now... Then it was two o'clock in the morning when he called Chi Yuanmian before going to grandpa's house?No wonder he looked lazy, it turned out that he was woken up by himself in the middle of the night.

"Go to rest, it's not good to stay up late." Song Zian felt a little guilty.

"Don't go." Chi Yuanmian stood up the phone and put it on the table, curled his arms on the table, and said softly, "Don't hang it up."

He frowned, staring at the screen for a moment, "I want to see you again."

"What's interesting about me..." Song Zian lowered his head and muttered in a low voice.

Chi Yuanmian smiled, and a magnetic voice came through the receiver of the mobile phone, "You look the best."

Song Zian was a little embarrassed by his praise, and stared fiercely at him, "You know how to tease me!"

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Chi Yuanmian suppressed the smile on his lips, "Are you going to stay here for a few days? When will you go home?"

Song Zi'an pondered for a moment, "Maybe I'll go back the day after tomorrow. My dad's company is busy and he may have to work overtime."

"Okay, then I'll be back the day after tomorrow." The other side said softly.

Song Zian answered with a muffled head, and suddenly realized something was wrong, so he suddenly raised his head and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Back to what? Are you coming back from America?"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, mixed with excitement and excitement that could not be concealed.

Chi Yuanmian looked at the person whose eyes were suddenly brighter than the stars, and his heart was filled with a sense of satisfaction that spread.

He stared at the longing lover in front of the screen, and smiled softly, "Then do you want me to come back?"

"Think about it!" Song Zi'an answered without thinking, "Are you really coming back the day after tomorrow? Didn't you say you're going to start school?"

"My dad's condition has stabilized and he has been discharged from the hospital, so I can go back sooner." Chi Yuanmian explained in a low voice, "I originally planned to stay here with him until school starts, but..."

Song Zian's heart skipped a beat twice, he stared at Chi Yuanmian's beautiful eyes on the screen, licked his lips nervously and said, "But what?"

Chi Yuanmian smiled slightly, and the tenderness in his eyes melted away.

"However, I miss my boyfriend so much and want to come back to be with him sooner."

A magnetic, pleasant male voice came from the earpiece, like a wire, leading a tiny electric current into Song Zian's heart, causing a tingling sensation that made his body tremble slightly.

I miss my boyfriend so much, I want to come back to be with him soon...

After hearing this, Song Zian had no choice but to call Chi Xiaoba's love talk skills.This person is really... getting more and more flirtatious.

Chi Yuanmian stared at the person whose face was slowly turning red again on the other side of the screen, and smiled lazily, "So, Mr. Song is free to come to the airport the day after tomorrow. Would you like to pick up your boyfriend?"

Song Zian bent his eyebrows and said softly, "If I'm here to pick you up, I'm free anytime."

39. Miss you so much

The day after tomorrow is the fourth day of the first lunar month, a day with bright and sunny weather.

The airport is the busiest during this time of year and year, with bustling crowds dragging their luggage to all parts of the world.

Song Zian stood at the exit, looking up at his phone from time to time, and then at the people walking out here.

It's just that the people who came in and out came wave after wave, and he waited for that person but still didn't come.

A few more people came out, and he scanned the crowd with his eyes wide open, but returned in vain.

Obviously it means that this time period is here... Song Zian lowered his eyelashes and fiddled with the flowers in his hands boredly.

The champagne-colored roses bloom beautifully, and the petals are still stained with crystal clear morning dew, giving off a fresh and charming fragrance.

He was looking at the flowers in a daze, when suddenly a familiar voice came from his ear.

"Song Zi'an."

The pleasant and gentle male voice echoed in his ears, Song Zian raised his head quickly, and bumped straight into a pair of deep and moving dark eyes.

A man in a woolen coat stood in front of him, his fluffy hair was so long that it almost covered his ears, and a black mask covered most of his face, only showing a pair of eyes looking at him affectionately.

Song Zian looked into those eyes, his heart was beating wildly with excitement, and for a moment he forgot what to say.

Chi Yuanmian couldn't bear the throbbing in his heart when he saw his stupid look with his eyes open.

Pushing the hand holding the suitcase forward, he hugged the person in front of him forcefully.

Song Zian was held in place by him, and after he realized it, he quietly reached out and hugged his waist.

The soft touch in the arms and the almost synchronous heartbeats on the chests of the two of them finally made people feel a little real.

Song Zian buried his head on his neck, smelling the familiar and pleasant smell of alpha pheromone, he was a little reluctant to let go.

He sniffed, his eye sockets filled with a hazy mist.Neither of them spoke, a hug was worth a thousand words.

It's just that there are people coming and going at the exit of the airport, and the looks and temperament of the two of them are really outstanding. In just a few seconds, they have attracted countless eyes.

Song Zian was thin-skinned, and only realized something was wrong after the excitement in his heart subsided.Noticing the sizing eyes from around, he quickly pushed the person in front of him with a hot face.

"Everyone seems to be looking at us." He whispered.

Chi Yuanmian didn't let go of his hand on his waist, and said casually: "Just look at it."

"Release quickly... I saw someone pointing his mobile phone at this place. He didn't want to take pictures of us, did he?" Song Zian was anxious, and hammered down with his small fist