let me smell the pheromones

Chapter 35

"What are you crying for?"

The scorching sun scorched the asphalt road, and the rough black particles melted into a black sesame paste. Every step was sticky, and large drops of sweat fell down and smashed into small ponds.

A boy who had just entered the sixth grade, holding a basketball bigger than his head in his arms, squatted blankly on the road boy, looking at the pink and white ball in front of him crying like a teardrop, with a face full of bewilderment.

Tuanzi was a head shorter than him, as thin as a doll displayed in a window, very small.He was wearing a white short-sleeved upper body with a beautiful cartoon sun embroidered on his chest, and a pair of distressed aqua blue jeans on his lower body, which was no different from ordinary children, except for his pink face and a small piece of lotus root The similar arms are obviously different from other leather children playing in mud and throwing firecrackers.

The young man looked at his skin that was almost white and almost transparent, couldn't help but look a little longer, and asked hesitantly, "Are you... sister?"

Unexpectedly, when Tuanzi heard this sentence, he wept even harder.

He is not like other children, when he cries, the sky falls apart, and the adults come from all directions to coax him.Tuanzi raised his hands, and his rounded white arms gradually faded to cover half of his face. Under his palms, there was only the sound of sobbing as small as a milk cat, and a series of pea-sized tears falling on his chin.

The young man looked at it for a long time, then rummaged through his pockets, and was ashamed to find that there was only half a piece of dirty paper towel that he had wiped off his sweat.He thought for a while, found a clean corner of his coat, wiped it, and tore off a piece of fabric the size of a palm.

"..."

Tuanzi seemed to be attracted by the sound, and timidly moved his arm down, revealing a fair and powdery face.

As soon as the boy raised his head, he happened to see the big, round, black eyes with tears in front of him.

This sister is so cute.

He suddenly felt a little shy, and wiped his body repeatedly with the palms that were stained with basketball dust, before passing the cloth over, "Wipe...wipe your face."

Tuanzi stopped crying, but he didn't take the odd-shaped handkerchief either. He blinked twice, and the mist gradually faded away, revealing beautiful eyes like ebony plums.

The boy squatted on the ground with his arms folded and looked at him for a while, then said, "I didn't do it on purpose just now..."

He spoke vaguely, as if he felt ashamed to say this to Xiaotuanzi, and after a while he said, "Does it hurt?"

Both parents have gone to the company, and no one cares about him at home during the summer vacation. The boy played ball in the open space near his home for a while, and he didn’t pay attention when shooting. .

Tuanzi was sitting in a shaded place, with two thin, straight legs hanging on the steps. He was wearing a pair of white half-tube socks and small black leather shoes. The beautiful schoolbag was tilted upside down, and the straps of the schoolbag were still hanging loosely on him. on the arm.

He has soft black hair, like a smooth ribbon, cut to just the right length by the barber, hanging on his forehead and ears, like a milky white lop-eared rabbit that has just grown its coat .

The boy couldn't help stretching out his finger to touch the cheek of Tuanzi, it was soft, leaving a shallow crater.

He squeezed his throat and asked as gently as possible: "What's your name?"

But Tuanzi thought he was trying to imitate himself, so his lips were pursed together, and half of the mist rose from his eyes in a blink of an eye. After a long time, he whimpered, "Daddy said that you can't just tell strangers your name."

If it were someone else, a boy who listened to his parents at such an age would definitely look down on him, but when he saw the soft face of the dumpling, he completely left his usual demeanor behind him, and only one sentence remained in his mind :

So good.

As if he met his favorite toy, he loved it tightly, and explained to Tuanzi in a good voice, "Your father is talking about a strange adult, but I am a child, and I am only a few years older than you... hey , how old are you? Did you go to third grade?"

Children hate others to say that they are young.

Tuanzi retorted with sobs: "I'm not young anymore, I'll be in sixth grade next semester."

"Ah?" The boy looked surprised, "Then I'm one year older than you?"

"Do you go to Huaihai Primary School?"

The boy looked at the school badge on his chest, "I am also from Huaihai Primary School, but I have graduated this year."

He will be in the first grade of junior high school next semester, and he is no longer a child.

Speaking of this right now, the young man still felt a little lost.

It would have been nice if we had known each other sooner.

When Tuanzi heard this, he showed an envious expression, "I also want to graduate early, and I don't want to go to elementary school..."

The boy smiled, "You have to learn the knowledge of elementary school well before you can go to junior high school."

As he spoke, he took the opportunity to pat Tuanzi's head.

soft.

"My grades are very good." Tuanzi whispered, "I told my father that I wanted to skip a grade, but my father disagreed..."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyelids and wrapped his arms around his knees.

Many boys in the class like to bully him.

Don't want to go to elementary school.

The boy didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he thought that Tuanzi was just an ordinary child who didn't like to go to class.

He stood up, patted the dust off his body, and stretched out his hand to Tuanzi, "Where is your home? I'll take you home."

My sister is so young, it would be bad if she fell on the way home.

Tuanzi looked up with a slap-sized pink face, hesitated, "My home is in Ouhe District, but..."

"That's a coincidence! My house is also nearby, so I'll go back with you on my back!"

In fact, it is not considered nearby, and there are several streets in the middle.

But at this moment, the young man's heart was filled with a strong desire to protect. He took the small hand of Tuanzi, put his sister on his back without saying a word, and said boldly: "I am very strong, you are on my back!" It’s okay to roll around!! By the way, do you want ice cream? I also have a lot of pocket money, so I can eat a few!!”

"..."

Tuanzi felt that there was something wrong with this person's head.

His two calves were hanging in the air and swinging slightly, maybe this person is really strong, the boy walked two blocks with him on his back, Tuanzi couldn't even hear a gasp.

Two people, one big and one small, braved the scorching sun and walked through the intersection they had to go home. The Zhuang Zhuang who was half a head taller and younger than him, who liked to throw mud at him, hesitated for a moment, only made a face at him, and then went Angrily went home.

Tuanzi silently hugged the boy's neck tightly. There were still two dry tears under his eyes. His voice was soft and thin, like the cry of a bird.

"Thank you brother."

he whispered.

The young man's ears were almost numb, and he pretended to be calm, "I'm older than you, and I accidentally hit you just now, I should take care of you..."

After a long while, the boy said shyly, "Then, can you call again?"

……

Lin Pei suddenly woke up from the dream, turned over and sat up.

He has hypoglycemia and always wakes up in excruciating pain.Lin Pei leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes to rest for a while. The morning was extremely quiet, and it took him a long time to hear a thin bird call.

Lin Pei opened his eyes again, and a handful of sunlight slid down the eaves, and it just fell on a corner of his window sill.

The potted green plant he placed on the window sill gradually unfurled its emerald green leaves.

Lin Pei sat for a while without hearing the familiar sound of cicadas, and then suddenly realized that summer had passed.

The summer that lingers in his dreams has also disappeared for many years.

·

It was the weekend again, Song Xun woke up early this day, and went to Wen's house for lunch with Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao is warm and easy-going, which is actually influenced by the family atmosphere of her parents. The old couple attaches great importance to the family relationship, and every once in a while they have to gather the family members to have a meal and connect with each other.

After getting into the car, Song Xun learned the truth from Wen Qiao.

It turns out that eating this time is a trivial matter, and it is a serious matter for the old man to arrange a blind date for his son.

An unmarried Omega can't escape the torment of the estrus period. Although the alpha is better, the susceptible period is like a chronic disease that cannot be cured. If it is tied to the body for a long time, it will not be better.Therefore, in recent years, more and more young people choose to marry early. People like Wen Chuan who are in their 30s without a boyfriend are really rare.

Even if Wen Chuan doesn't mind, the two old people always hear other people's gossip when they go out. It's impossible to say that they don't feel uncomfortable, but they can't force Wen Chuan to marry a wife , can only use this roundabout way to find out the mind of the youngest son.

Song Xun frowned when he heard this, "What about uncle? What does he think?"

"Him? Your grandfather hasn't told him about it yet. That girl is the daughter of your grandma's distant relatives. I heard that she looks cute and quiet. It's just for the two of them to know each other."

Wen Qiao fastened his seat belt, then remembered something, and quickly warned his son, "Don't meddle in this matter, you know?"

Wen Chuan is not young, if he is really not married, then Wen Qiao will not say anything, but if he is thinking about someone...

Hey, what's the use?

She sighed, and repeated again, "Listen clearly, just open your mouth and eat later, don't say anything else."

"You think too much, I'm not that free."

Speechlessly, Song Xun took out his phone and looked through it. When the car drove out of the community, he suddenly asked after half a day, "How is that person doing recently?"

Wen Qiao looked puzzled: "Who?"

"That's it." Song Xun said vaguely, "Wen Chuan's...that one."

"Not big or small, call me uncle."

Wen Qiao subconsciously scolded, and then remembered who he was talking about, "He, he seems to have been taking care of his body recently. I heard that he doesn't go out very much. Because he has no children, his relationship with his husband is also very cold... Not sure about the rest.”

Song Xun asked again: "Then he met uncle?"

"how is this possible."

Wen Qiao said casually, "At any rate, he is already married. No matter what happened before, he can't have anything to do with it now."

Song Xun lowered his eyelids, "Isn't that even more difficult to let go?"

The voice fell, and the car fell into a moment of silence.

After a while, Song Jinghua patted his wife on the shoulder reassuringly, and Wen Qiao didn't mention it again.