【ABO】Pseudo Pheromones

Children's friendships are always formed quickly, and it only takes an afternoon to become a good friend.

Especially for a social cow kid like Wen Jinyan, he unilaterally brought Jiang Juan into his brother camp in just a week.

"Mo Yi, are you asleep?" Wen Jinyan quickly rolled down from the upper bunk.

Jiang Juan quickly put down his book, and covered himself with a quilt as if nothing had happened, "...good night."

Wen Jinyan threw off the quilt, "Don't pretend to be dead! Wake up."

"Why?" Jiang Juan didn't have much patience with Wen Jinyan. Although he was only one year older, in the eyes of the precocious Jiang Juan, Wen Jinyan was just a pampered brat.The biggest advantage is probably kindness.

Besides, Wen Jinyan is really noisy...and he likes to provoke Qi Yan.

"I'm hungry," said the young master.

"I don't know how to cook." Jiang Juan was speechless.

"My brother will!" The young master's eyes lit up.

"It's already twelve o'clock." Jiang Juan said solemnly, "Don't disturb your brother's sleep."

"Slightly—" Wen Jinyan put on his slippers quickly, "If you don't go, I will."

Jiang Juan had no choice but to get out of bed.

"Brother, I'm hungry." Wen Jinyan rushed into the next room.

"Didn't I tell you to knock on the door when you come in?" Qi Yan was sitting on the bed reading an e-book.

Wen Jinyan took half a step back, closed the door, and knocked again.

"Please come in."

"Brother, I'm hungry!" scored twice.

"There's some snacks downstairs." Qi Yan sighed, and caught a glimpse of the little furry head at the door, "Why did you wake up Xiao Yi too?"

Wen Jinyan hurriedly said: "Xiao Yi is also hungry, he wants to eat noodles!"

Jiang Juan shook his head, "Wen Jinyan made a fuss about eating."

Qi Yan put on her coat and got out of bed, said helplessly, "I really owe you in my previous life."

Contentedly, Wen Jinyan dragged her brother's clothes and went downstairs.

Jiang Juan followed behind them, eyes bleary.

Qi Yan cooked two bowls of noodles and watched the two children eat.He could also tell that Wen Jinyan was the one who was hungry, and he didn't add much noodles to Xiao Yi, for fear of being overwhelmed.

But Jiang Juan still finished the soup, "Thank you brother, it's delicious."

Wen Jinyan didn't have this habit at first, so he also said thank you.

Qi Yan smiled, "You're so cute."

After staring at the two children brushing their teeth again, Qi Yan returned to the room.He has not slept very well since he was a child. He takes a long time to fall asleep and his sleep is very light.

Jiang Juan was actually not hungry, he couldn't fall asleep after drinking the soup.On the contrary, Wen Jinyan snored as soon as he went to bed.

Jiang Juan could only stare at the bed board.

Half an hour later, Jiang Juan knocked on the door next door with his pillow in his arms.

"Please come in." Qi Yan yawned, "You can't sleep either?"

Jiang Juan nodded, not ashamed to say that Wen Jinyan was the one who made the snoring.

Then he found that Wen Jinyan's snoring could also be heard in Qi Yan's room.

Jiang Juan: ...

"Yanyan can talk in sleep, and occasionally grinds his teeth." Qi Yan sighed, "I'm sorry for you, come here."

Qi Yan vacated half of the bed for Jiang Juan, lifted the quilt and waited for Jiang Juan.

"Brother Xiaoyan, what book are you reading?" Jiang Juan asked cautiously.

"Just take a look," Qi Yan said, "Izu Dancer, have you heard of it?"

Jiang Juan shook his head.His father bought him a lot of popular science books, and the rest of the family were thick professional books, which he couldn't quite understand.

"Looking at this, it's easier to fall asleep." Qi Yan joked, "If you're sleepy, go to bed first."

Jiang Juan shook his head, sat next to Qi Yan and watched with him.

After a while, the little head moved little by little, and then leaned on Qi Yan's shoulder.

Qi Yan gently put the e-book beside the pillow, and then slowly stuffed Jiang Juan into the quilt.

Jiang Juan's body was very thin, as fragile as a piece of white paper.Qi Yan suddenly remembered what Qi Yun said, it's already June, why is Xiao Yi still wearing long sleeves.

——Is it to block something?

Qi Yan looked at Jiang Juan's arm pressed against the quilt, but finally couldn't hold back his curiosity.

He carefully unbuttoned the man's cuff and opened a small corner.

Although it was only a corner, it was already possible to glimpse the unfortunate scene, with scars raging on the white skin.

Even though he had expected it, Qi Yan couldn't help but gasped.

Jiang Juan whimpered softly in his sleep, and reached out to grab Qi Yan's wrist.

"Mother....."

Qi Yan hugged Jiang Juan tightly, and patted him on the back until he stopped talking in his sleep.

Qi Yan really played the piano for Jiang Juan.

Wen Jinyan stayed at a friend's house tonight, and there were only the two of them at home.Qi Yan sat down in front of the piano wearing a nightgown.

The piano has been carefully maintained and tuned every year. Wen Jinyan occasionally plays it when he brings friends home to play.

When Qi Yan opened the lid of the piano, it felt like a lifetime away.

It seems that I was still the same when I opened the sheet music last time.

When the fingertips touch the keys, the past is like a tide.Qi Yan played the most familiar piece of music almost by relying on muscle memory.

Jiang Juan stood behind Qi Yan, listening to the music of the piano.

Bai Yuncanggou, time flows under the beating fingertips, outlining the eyebrows and eyes of the boy in the moonlight.

"Brother Xiaoyan, it would be great if I could stay at your house forever."

The little boy stood on tiptoe and gently held Qi Yan's wrist.

In that dream, everyone's faces were blurred, but Qi Yan's smile was clear.

Only Qi Yan knows that Mo Yi is not simply reluctant to part with his playmates, but sincerely wants to stay.

"You can come and play anytime."

"Will you still play the piano for me?"

"As long as you want."

The emotions contained in the music are lingering, long-lasting, and slowly permeate every inch of texture.

At the end of the song, Qi Yan said softly in the aftertaste: "This song is called..."

"years."

Jiang Juan and Qi Yan said in unison.

Qi Yan raised her eyes in surprise, this is not a common song, it's just the soundtrack of a movie, definitely considered unpopular.

"you......"

Jiang Juan half-bent down while supporting the piano cover, lowered his eyes, looked into Qi Yan's eyes, and said in a soft voice that could be blown away by the wind, "Brother Xiaoyan."

All Qi Yan's previous psychological defenses collapsed.

He was always on guard against Jiang Juan, because he was too afraid of repeating the same mistakes.

Qi Yan also took that step before.

After Wen Shaohua's death, the world seemed to collapse, and Qi Yun's sobbing could only be heard at home in the middle of the night.Qi Yan lives in a daze on the university campus, indulging in sensuality.

At that time, it was Li Qing who saved him.At least that's how it seemed at first.

Li Qing took him to see the night scene, spent more than half an hour in the corner of the study room teaching him to do advanced math problems, and quietly held his hand in the Huxin Pavilion.

Qi Yan never believed in eternity, and never imagined the future.It was Li Qing who patiently made him feel more determined time and time again.So determined that Qi Yan is willing to plan him into his life.

But the end result was chilling.

He had to build walls again.

"Xiao Yi...?"

It's so strange... But all the good memories associated with Wen Shaohua have been added a bright filter, and every minute and every second is precious.

Qi Yan's eyes instantly turned red.

Complicated and old emotions filled his chest, and Jiang Juan's face overlapped with the boy in the corner of his memory.

The clock quietly turned back to that summer.

The author says:

It's a bit of a bottleneck period, so I'm going to advance the memory kill