Chapter 45： Chapter 45

Willing to bet.

Jian Song recalled that he had said that if his monthly exam was the first one, Bai Huai would answer his own question honestly.

On Bai Huai's birthday, he wasted an opportunity to ask questions because he felt there was nothing to ask.

However, in just half a month, he took the initiative to reclaim this opportunity, because he really did not understand many things.

For example, why did Bai Huai suddenly return to Nancheng?

For example, what is Bai Huai's concern in Nancheng?

For example, why does he treat himself so well.

For example, he didn't touch himself a few times when he joined the heat, is it because he really just regarded himself as a brother.

Another example is that 0101, is it really set randomly?

These questions could have been asked with confidence, but he suddenly felt guilty.

This guilty conscience began when he asked the phrase "Do you have a crush on me", it struggled out of the thick and hard rock layer and sprouted.

He looked at the white head on the phone screen, and was silent, his lips curled into a straight line, his thin eyelids drooped, and his long eyelashes spread a dark cloud on his cheeks, hiding his eyes.

The fingertips lightly tapped the screen, once, not once, not knowing what he was thinking, and no one dared to disturb him.

After strenuous exercise, my fast heartbeat has calmed down, my sweat has evaporated, my body temperature has cooled down, and my breathing has been steady.

Only the bottom of my heart is still reckless.

Jian Songyi typed a line of words, thought about it, deleted it, and tried it again, but still felt that it was not appropriate and deleted it again.

After so many times, Jian Songyi suddenly felt that he was back three years ago.

It was an ordinary day.

Whether the sun is good or the wind is good, when the plane passes through the air, a long white cloud will be left behind and then slowly dissipates.

Then Bai Huai left that day. Suddenly, he left without a word. No one knew when he would return.

In a two-player cooperative game, there is still the last level left. The birthday gift that Jian Songyi prepared for Bai Huai has not had time to send out, and the information that Bai Huai has organized for Jian Songyi is still on the table.

Only the pot of small cedar on the door and window sill, no more.

That night, Jian Songyi went to the flower and bird market by herself. After choosing for a long, long time, he chose a pot of small cedar that looks most like the pot of Baihuai, took it home, and put it on the balcony. It seemed like this, it was nothing. Not lost.

That night, he hid himself in a quilt and stayed up all night. He told himself that he might contact him when Bai Huai got off the plane and returned home when his phone was charged.

But no.

And that night, he was the same as it is now. That line of words was deleted and deleted, and repeated, but not sent.

Later, during the holidays, he copied a group message and only sent it to Bai Huai, but he didn't get even a symbolic reply. Only then did he know that Bai Huai had really left.

Later, no one stared at him to eat three meals a day on time, no one took away the ice water when he was greedy for cold, and no one was used to his picky stinks.

He is not short of friends, but no one can be like Bai Huai.

After a long time, without knowing which day, he canceled Bai Huai’s WeChat to the top, and then pretended that he had never had such a friend, pretending that no one had ever occupied most of his life since he had a memory. .

Then Bai Huai came back again, suddenly and without warning.

At that time, he was really angry with him.

But this person was too domineering and unreasonable, as if he had never been missing in those three years, he remembered all the little things he liked and disliked.

He was so kind to himself that he couldn't bear to get angry.

And over the past ten years of affection, he thought he had surpassed friendship and reached family affection long ago.

But he is not so sure now.

Not sure about Bo Huai, and even less sure about myself.

He knew he cared about Bai Huai, but he couldn't tell why he cared.

He scratched his hair and retyped it for the tenth time.

The banner suddenly pushed a text message.

Unfamiliar number.

Message content: I am Wang Hai. I heard something about Baihuai before going to Beicheng that year. It is related to you. I think you should be interested to know. See you at Fangcao Lane, Old Street, or post it.

It is related to Wangshan and Baihuai's departure from Beicheng.

Jian Songyi was interested, but not so interested, because he could directly ask Bai Huai about these things.

He didn't ask, because he didn't want Bai Huai to think about these unpleasant experiences anymore. He was not afraid of anything else. He was afraid that the two brothers of the Wang family would have another moth and let Bai Huai go for another three years.

Then he can't stand it.

Jian Songyi put the phone away directly, stood up, picked up the bag and walked out the door. When Bai Huai came back, he couldn't go, so he should solve it early and go home early. Anyway, Wang Hai is a beta, he can go to heaven long ago. Nothing can cause a moth.

When he reached the door, Yu Ziguo stopped him: "Brother Song, where are you going?"

"Anyway, I won't go to study in the evening today. I will go to Baihuai and go home directly."

"Oh, okay, bye-bye Song, happy National Day!"

And Bai Huai was sitting in the infirmary, waiting for the doctor to take the glucose, looking at the top of the chat interface [Paramecium] and [the other party is typing...] switching back and forth, pursing his lips, smiling lightly, eyes There is a pamper that cannot be hidden.

He could almost imagine the single-celled creature scratching its head when thinking about higher animals.

I want to ask, I am embarrassed, but don't ask, I don't understand it, I can make myself sad after thinking about it, but I still can't hold back my mind.

The little ears are red, but they have to press their lips, pretending to be calm, and supporting face.

That's so cute.

So Bai Huai once wanted to send him a [Loved] to amuse him first, but was afraid that at this sensitive moment of evolution, the children would be frightened and exploded at one point. It was not easy to make, so he could only wait patiently to see if he could. Ask a question.

However, I waited until I returned to the classroom, and even the [the other party was typing...] was gone, just staying at [Paramecium].

Bai Huai raised his eyebrows and walked quickly to the classroom.

Jane Songyi didn't want to ask this question today.

Little things have learned to be jealous, do you still want to fall back on it?

However, when he returned to the classroom, he found that Jian Songyi's seat was empty.

Where is his Paramecium?

Turning around and asking Yu Ziguo next to him: "Where is the person?"

"Huh? Boy, why are you still here? Didn't Brother Song say to come home with you?"

Bai Huai's eyes instantly became cold

There is only one way from the north building to the infirmary. When he returned, he did not meet Jian Songyi.

Without thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and called Jian Songyi.

I did not answer.

Nanwai occupies a vast area and its location is relatively remote. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are few people in the past few years. In recent years, because Nanwai has promoted industrial development, an old street has emerged in the back, specializing in student business. Behind is the residential area at the junction of the city and the suburbs.

In southern cities, there are many alleys, narrow and partial, and there are a lot of gangsters.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Jian Songyi asked Wang Hai about this place.

He took out the barrier agent and planned to spray it hard, but after spraying it twice, he vaguely smelled an unfamiliar smell, wondering if it had expired and deteriorated, and he stopped spraying it, put it away, and turned and walked into the alley.

In Nancheng in the autumn evening, the sky was dark early, the sky was already dim, the deep alleys circled the creeping mountain tigers that had begun to wither, the bluestone floor was covered with moss, and the air was dark and humid.

Jian Songyi stood at the entrance of the alley and said casually: "If you have something, please tell me quickly, if you have a fart, let me go."

There is only Wang Hai in the alley.

Three people appeared behind Jian Songyi.

Jian Songyi saw the shadow, turned around, glanced, and looked at her dressing. They should all be gangsters nearby, wearing a mask, and could not see her face clearly.

With a sneer: "The blackmail can't be done, changed to robbery?"

He knew that he had fallen into the condom, and Wang Hai was probably instructed to come.

Very clumsy method, but he was fooled.

No way, the other party caught his weakness, and he took it lightly, no wonder who.

He dropped his schoolbag, turned his wrist, and said lazily: "Let's talk, what do you want, I have something to do today, don't delay it for too long."

Wang Hai smiled sadly: "Don't worry, wait a while."

Jian Songyi's turning wrist stopped.

He knew what Wang Hai was waiting for, because he felt something was wrong. The pheromone that had been suppressed very well by the inhibitor was messed up, and a shuddering heat surged from his body.

The barrier agent just now has been changed.

Fortunately, I don't spray much.

Wang Hai took out his cell phone, shook it to Jian Songyi, and said with a smile: "If you take a picture of Master Jian's estrangement, you should change a lot of money."

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked on the socket of his knee, and he knelt directly on the bluestone slab, then he was dragged by his hair and picked up his head, and then he slammed down and was hit by the door above his knee.

"you try?"

Jian Songyi's speed and strength left Wang Hai with no room for resistance.

Jian Songyi knew that most of the next three people were alphas, and they came to stop him to avoid him, the omega who was in heat, and could not be recorded properly.

So he can't go.

It's better to start first, and at least it can bluff people, making them think that the inducer is not effective, and maybe they can kill it.

This bluff really bluffed them, and was taken aback.

Wang Hai was pushed to the ground, the phone rolled down to a far place, with the camera facing upwards, Jian Songyi just wanted to pick up the phone and call the police. One of the quick response guys rushed up with the guy.

No way, I can only give up.

Reflexively grabbed one person’s wrist, fold down fiercely, lifted a leg, slanted out, and slammed on the other person’s abdomen, raised his arm to block a wooden stick, and then hit the opponent’s shoulder with the backhand, loosening the hand. The stick fell, caught it, and slashed the other person's back.

A thin and thin boy in school uniform, pale and beautiful, with a cold air all over his body, and a kind of careless disdain between his eyebrows and eyes, every movement is sharp and neat, and he is lonely in the bleak alley after sunset. Yong hero.

Jian Songyi and Bai Huai grew up in the army and learned well in fighting and fighting very well.

But in fact, Jian Songyi didn't fight many times. Most of the time, it was scary, or at most it was a fight between classmates. They were angry, and it was over when it was over. No one would kill him.

Desperately, twice in total.

Once is now this time, because of Bai Huai.

It was the second year of the junior high school, and it was because of Bai Huai.

At that time, Bai Huai was not an alpha, and he was beautiful, white and clean, and he was too gentle. One time when two people skipped class to go to a black Internet cafe, they were not long-sighted, and they actually teased Bai Huai. At that time, Jian Songyi Without saying a word, he smashed the keyboard directly on the person's head and smashed it in half.

At that time, Bai Huai reluctantly jumped to one hundred seventy-eight, but Jian Songyi was still a small bamboo pole. He didn't know where he was courageous and dared to fight with a group of big golden chains.

If it wasn't for the owner of an Internet cafe, it would be hard to say what will happen in the end.

After all, it would be considered desperate, just these two.

When Jian Songyi held the wooden stick with his backhand and knocked it down, he suddenly smiled.

He felt that he seemed to be pretty good to Bai Huai.

The people on the opposite side saw Jian Songyi still smiling, and they were immediately aroused, and at the same time they released oppressive pheromones, trying to force the omega in front of him to bow his head.

It's a pity that they are all the most inferior alpha, their pheromone is not even 50% of the strength of Baihuai, the effect on Jian Songyi is minimal, and it is not as good as the spray of the inducer.

The three people still didn't have the upper hand.

They can't believe it, how could there be omega that is not overwhelmed by alpha pheromone? And this omega has inhaled some inducers, but why is it still so powerful?

This is not the same as the omegas that they think are weak, unintentional, and dominated by physical sex.

And this omega, still under the siege of the three alphas, smiled so carelessly, high above.

Too provocative, too ironic, so that this group of gangsters who have no principles to go offline, can't take care of other things for a while, just want to push this omega into the mud, and break his pride.

So an eye hint, and at the same time release inductive pheromone.

It is not powerful, but it hooks Jian Songyi's inducing agent, which infinitely amplifies the **** in the omega body during the hot period.

There was the smell of sour lemon, the smell of rust, and the smell of spirits. The mixture was so irritating that the inducer in Jian relaxed. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to resist, but the desire of physiological instinct. Wang continued to interfere with him, thinking Let him surrender, want him to desire, want him to plead for comfort.

But he didn't.

He felt that these smells were too unpleasant, compared with Bai Huai's, they were all too unpleasant.

In the turbulent turbulent situation, he only thought of the cedar forest.

The others are just rubbish.

So he held it, and kicked a person unwaveringly.

It's just that he can control his heart, but he can't control his physical instincts, softly and slowly penetrates into the limbs, his offensive still slows down, and it is no longer so powerful.

The fragrance of wild rose also leaked out helplessly, wandering in this narrow alley, seductively picking.

One of the gangsters noticed this change and was ecstatic, and immediately enhanced the inductive pheromone release, which continued to flow, and the offensive changed from direct damage to trying to control.

It is an omega after all, although the usual sweet and soft omega is different, but the face is really pretty.

And look at that leg, that waist, there is also strength.

Even the taste of pheromone can arouse conquering sex.

Such a beautiful omega, just a fight, it is too violent.

To blame, he can only blame him for not controlling the pheromone well and inducing the alpha to passively estrus. Even the law will not protect this special situation.

So I was lucky, as long as I subdued this omega.

Even wearing a mask, the exposed eyes can't hide the wretchedness.

Jian Songyi glanced at him, suddenly realized something, and felt disgusted for a moment. He directly lifted the stick and waved it towards his waist and abdomen, giving him a fierce one, wishing to destroy him directly.

However, with this fierce force, he couldn't help but stagger.

Another person immediately picked up a wooden stick and hit him on the back from behind.

There was a violent impact, a muffled sound, and severe pain.

Jian Songyi leaned forward and almost fell, barely holding on to his body, and immediately turned around and kicked the man down. At the same time, the alpha behind him got up and tried to control his glands. Jian Songyi turned around again and avoided. Go up to the back wall and protect your glands.

However, the third alpha also came with a strong pheromone.

An even more intense heat flow swept across the body, causing tremors.

Four hundred meters in the morning and three kilometers in the afternoon, hypoglycemia has not had time to replenish glucose, and then it is the inducible pheromone against the three alphas.

For a moment, Jian Songyi felt that she was probably folded here.

He bit the corner of his lips and kept himself awake with pain and blood. The wooden stick held him in front of him, pressed against the wall, kicked his leg, and waved the stick, barely repelling two people, but he had no time to worry about the third. A coveted his alpha.

The alpha grabbed his neck and tried to mark.

Jian Song thought, the big deal is that the glands are scrapped and die with this person, and it is absolutely impossible for this person to touch himself.

He threw away the wooden stick for the first time, and grabbed the opponent's neck to gain space for himself, and put his other hand on the back of his neck at the same time, always ready if his companion got on with him, he could not beat it. Just cut off the glands.

He didn't want to be marked even if it was removing the gland.

The fish die and the net breaks, I'm not afraid.

Even if it was such a result, he didn't regret coming. People have to be responsible for every choice they make. If he chooses to protect Bai Huai, then he is not afraid of anything.

Jian Songyi smiled indifferently, just about to try hard, the next moment, the person in front of him was lifted away, and when no one could react, he was severely pinched against the wall, blood oozing from his forehead, and his neck He was squeezed tightly behind him, a blue-purple mark appeared, his complexion flushed, struggling, and breathless.

It seems that he is not allowed to die, not to stop.

Everyone in the alley was stunned.

However, at the last moment on the verge of suffocation, the cold and gentle young man wearing gold glasses released his hand and glanced at them slowly, with a cold tone: "Who dare to touch him again."

Indifferent, but extremely deterrent, no one dares to refute.

Seeing Bai Huai coming, Wang Hai, who was holding his stomach and curled up on the ground and dared not to move, suddenly twisted a smile: "It's Jian Songyi that she put pheromone indiscriminately first, and waved herself..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked to the ground and slammed on his chest, unable to speak a word.

Bai Huai has always been cold, but it is detached and cold. It is rare to have such a hostile atmosphere. There is a killing between his eyebrows, and his voice is so indifferent, but it makes people feel terrified and uneasy.

"You'd better not say a word, don't move a finger, or even if it's disabled, I'm a legitimate defense, understand? I advise you not to get lucky. Can I prevent you from getting out of this alley? You should know it in your heart."

No one would doubt this sentence, and the overwhelming and absolutely suppressed pheromone that stirred anger from him also made them unqualified to doubt this sentence, and could only listen to the alarm bell not far away. He closed his eyes in despair.

Upon seeing this, Bai Huai let go of Wang Hai and walked towards Jian Songyi, the cold white skin at the end of his eyes, slightly red.

Jian Songyi leaned against the wall and stood in place, panting slightly, but a smirk smile came out of the corner of his lips, as if to say that he was okay, but with this pull, it pulled to the place where he was bitten, and the blood drops penetrated. Came out.

With the alluring smell of roses, he set off his beautiful face, gorgeous and moving, and thrilling.

He didn't know it, but smiled jokingly: "You are here to save me again."

Bai Huai did not answer, but walked towards him step by step with cold brows.

Jian Songyi thought that Bai Huai might be really angry, after all, he was too reckless, too self-conscious, and too love to cause him trouble.

In this way, Bai Huai walked to him in silence, put his hand around the back of his head, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and gently sucked away the drop of blood.

The voice was low and dumb.

"No, I'm here to pick you up in triumph."