The first day of paid vacation, today is a working day, and forgot to turn off the alarm clock the night before, Song Yuran was woken up by the alarm clock early in the morning.

Seeing that she was about to be late, the obsession with perfect attendance engraved in her bones made her jump out of bed with a carp, packed up and went out as quickly as possible.

As soon as walked to the bus station, realized that was on vacation, and was on a knitting class!

Turning around and walking back, but after thinking about it, have come here, so might as well go to a vegetable market and buy some fresh ingredients to cook a meal at home.

The vegetable market in the morning is full of fireworks, the breakfast shops on both sides are full of diners, the steam is rising from the big steamer of the steamed stuffed bun shop, and the owner of the sausage noodle shop is smoking the steaming tray vigorously, and the air is full of the smell of various foods.

On previous rest days, Song Yuran would occasionally get up early to buy vegetables on a whim, and finish breakfast at the breakfast shop in the vegetable market.

Most of them order rice rolls with a cup of soy milk.

This time thought the same way. just took two steps and saw a fried dough stick stall that started setting up at some time.

The last time ate fried dough sticks was when went to the vegetable market with Huo Qingzhi, and could vaguely recall the fluffy and crispy taste of fried dough sticks that morning, so turned around and walked to the fried dough sticks stall.

She bought a deep-fried dough stick and a cup of soy milk, and there were two simple small tables and a small foldable Maza next to the stall, so she picked an empty seat and sat down.

Habitually pull out the phone to read the news.

The work group started to arrange work early in the morning. Seeing the speeches of the people in the group, Song Yuran felt refreshed by the head teacher peeking at the screen.

Just as she was getting excited, a message from Zhao Anye came, asking her if she wanted to have dinner with her after get off work in the evening, and also get a massage to relax.

Song Yuran didn't hesitate, and agreed directly.

When the other party knew that she didn't have to go to work today and the next week, her eyes were so red that they could bleed.

[Zhao Anye]: It's so cool!!You didn't make any ulterior deals with Mr. Huo, did you??

[Song Yuran]: Fuck you!Am I that kind of person!

Song Yuran spat, Huo Qingzhi was mentioned in the chat, and couldn't help but quit the chat box with Zhao Anye, and when he recovered, his fingers had already opened the chat box with Huo Qingzhi.

She remembered that Mr. Huo said 'see you in a week' last night, which means that you don't want to meet during the vacation?

Song Yuran's beautiful face unconsciously distorted into a bitter gourd shape.

The last chat record is still in the report of safety after returning home last night, and the other party replied 'um' and there is no more.

She thought about it, and found a slightly cute emoticon package from the expression bar. The Shiba Inu was frantically shaking its big tail, with a very flattering smile on its face.

At this point, Mr. Huo should have already started working in the company. If remember correctly, still have free time in the morning, and it's time to prepare for the departmental meeting in the afternoon.

She thought that she would be able to see her news soon, but there was no news until she finished her breakfast.

There was still half a fried dough stick left in the plate, Song Yuran stared at it for a while, and came to a conclusion: Today's fried dough sticks are not good, the soy milk is not good, and the prickly prickly pricks are also bad.

After turning on and off the flight mode several times, Song Yuran stared at the emoji in the chat box and wondered, "I haven't disconnected from the internet either... are you busy?"

However, Mr. Huo was not busy, and he even had time to make himself a cup of coffee. The dark blue mug was filled with strong aroma of coffee. Huo Qingzhi tapped his toes, and the leather boss chair turned around accordingly, just facing the window.

The shutters were drawn, and the morning sun reflected through the glass, partly on the tiles and partly on the corner of the table.

With a clear view of the blue sky, Huo Qingzhi bent his lips, took a sip of coffee calmly, and said softly: "It seems that today will be a good day."

Press the power button of the phone with the other hand, and the unlocked screen stays on the chat dialog with Song Yuran.

It had been nearly half an hour since the message was sent by the other end, and Huo Qingzhi saw it almost at the moment when the other party sent out the emoji.

Just when he was about to reply, his fingers hovered above the screen, his thoughts turned, and he stopped the thought of replying.

Seeing the name at the top of the screen jump to 'typing' for countless times, and then return to the name countless times, it is not difficult to see that the other party has been entangled for a long time, but there is no further text.

Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows, put the phone back on the table, picked up the magazine and read it, drying it occasionally so that the wood would not grow moldy.

Compared with Huo Qingzhi's calmness, Song Yuran seemed to have lost her soul. She originally wanted to go home and sleep after buying groceries, but she couldn't fall asleep because there was no new news reminder after refreshing repeatedly.

Song Yuran poked Huo Qingzhi's profile picture on the screen with his finger, feeling inexplicably agitated, the screen was knocked loudly by her, "Are you busy? Is Shizuka not flirtatious enough, or is your fat tiger's eyesight too high?"

Sulking for a while, Song Yuran put down the phone, and belatedly thought: "No, she won't reply if she doesn't reply, why am I upset?"

"I can't come back if I love it, hum!" Thinking of this, Song Yuran threw the phone on the bed, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, since he couldn't sleep, he had to find something to do.

As soon as he walked to the door, the mobile phone on the bed rang, and the ringtone was a message reminder exclusively for Weichat.

In almost an instant, Song Yuran, who was strong and strong in the previous second, turned into Song Gou in this second, quickly jumped onto the bed with long legs, and grabbed the phone accurately.

When she turned on the screen and saw Huo Qingzhi's name, it was as if overwhelming surprises hit her, causing her mouth to grin unconsciously.

[Huo Qingzhi]: I just finished my work and got up so early today?

"Oh~ I knew Mr. Huo definitely didn't ignore me on purpose." Someone Song giggled while holding his mobile phone, looking for excuses for Huo Qingzhi, "Hey, busy people are different."

Song Yuran forgot to turn off the alarm clock in the morning, the two chatted for a while, and President Huo was busy again.

Song Yuran, who put down her phone, was still a little bit unsatisfied, but Mr. Huo was busy, so she was too embarrassed to disturb her.

They chatted intermittently during the day, and Huo Qing didn't have time until after get off work at night.

Zhao Anye on the opposite side stared at her for a long time before saying, "Who are you chatting with? Look at your nympho smile. Are you out of order?"

"No." Song Yuran quickly put away her expression, coughed dryly, and said, "Just be with a friend, or who else will be."

"Really?" Zhao Anye asked suspiciously, "You look like you are full of love, maybe you are not just a friend?"

"Really." Song Yuran waved his hand, and he restrained himself a bit. In fact, the content of the chat with Huo Qingzhi was not nutritious. It was basically nonsense, but the mood would get better unconsciously.A little satisfied.

The topic stopped there, Song Yuran took a sip of juice, and stared at the person opposite.

She secretly looked at Zhao Anye, in fact, Zhao Anye was quite good-looking, but for some reason, she was obviously a beautiful woman, and she felt different from Huo Qingzhi.

It is said that friends get used to each other after getting along for a long time, but Song Yuran recently discovered that Mr. Huo seems to be a little different every day. What is the specific difference? The more he looks at it, the more he looks better.

Even if she thought it was terrible when she got angry and reprimanded her subordinates, now she thinks... women at work are very attractive.

The terrible thing was that she could start to feel that Huo Qingzhi was much softer than before from the pheromone of Huo Qingzhi's pheromone, and she even wanted to get close to her.

Song Yuran shook his head, shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and tentatively said, "Anye, let me ask you, pheromones are the attraction between the opposite sex, right?"

Zhao Anye replied: "Theoretically, it is like this."

"Isn't that a theory?"

Zhao Anye thought for a while, "How should I put it, pheromones attract opposites is not absolute, it is also possible between opposites, but only a very small part, that is homosexuality."

Song Yuran frowned, and asked: "Is it because a very small number of pheromones attract each other that people like the same sex, or because they like the same sex, do pheromones attract each other?"

Zhao Anye thought for a while, this question was obviously out of scope, and he couldn't come to a conclusion in a short time, so he could only say: "Is this important? You will be happy when you see her, and you will think about her. This is liking, whether it is because of pheromonesattract?"

"I think it's important." Song Yuran opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a while.

People in this world don't understand the concept of love in the modern world at all. At least, she thinks that pheromones are not the reason for love.

But in this world, as long as there are pheromones, even strangers can fall in love quickly. Just like lovers who have been in love for many years, the attraction of pheromones can even be greater than emotional cognition.

"I was just thinking, if an alpha's affection for another alpha is due to the attraction of pheromones, does it mean that if he encounters other alphas in the future, he will also be attracted by the pheromones of other alphas?Can liking be considered love?"

Zhao Anye thought about this question very seriously, and asked, "Why do you have to conclude that you like someone because of the attraction of pheromones?"

"It is true that pheromones can quickly screen out potential partners, but this is also based on the fact that both parties have a good impression. If the other party does not agree, it is sexual harassment."

Zhao Anye rested his cheeks and gave her an example: "Although my omega and I are only in a sensitive period together, how should I put it, I fell in love with her at first sight, and she has a good impression of me, so we can have further development.develop."

"Don't think too demonically. Pheromone is just a bonus item, not an option to determine your emotional development."

Song Yu responded, and began to deliberate on what Zhao Anye said, absorbed what he could accept, and then synthesized the recent changes in getting along with Huo Qingzhi.

So, when the opposite sex repels each other, I have a good impression of my fellow alpha Huo Qingzhi, and I still want to have a sustainable relationship.

In fact, this has nothing to do with pheromones, but out of pure love?Love for a long time?

Song Yu, who came up with this idea, was in a mess, and the steel straight girl never thought that she would have a bender one day.

It's over, how should face Mr. Huo from now on.

Song Yuran suddenly grabbed Zhao Anye's arm, lost his soul and murmured, "It's over, I seem to like Zhi A, what should I do..."

Even if it is a straight girl who is as straight as a lightning rod, Song Yuran has heard the famous saying: Cherish life and stay away from straight girls.

Zhao Anye, who had already guessed the ending, said calmly, "As long as you swing the hoe well, break her legs."

"???" This was too cruel.

After consulting the love master Zhao Zhao, Song Yuran vaguely awakened his feelings for Huo Qingzhi.

But since becoming conscious, Song Yuran became a little more cautious when facing Huo Qingzhi.

Mr. Huo seems to be very busy these days, they don't talk much, and often the chat ends suddenly, which makes Song Yuran feel empty, and the idea of meeting him keeps rising.

She wanted to go to Huo Qingzhi for a meal, but there was no 'reason' and she was completely embarrassed to speak, for fear that if she acted a little more obviously, she would show her 'liking' tail.

If the hoe is not swung well and the window paper is pierced, I am afraid that even my friends will not be able to do it.

[Huo Qingzhi]: We're going to a meeting, let's talk again.

"..."

Another chat conversation that ended abruptly.

Song Yu pursed her lips. Looking at the date, the holiday was only half over!

For the first time, she felt that paid vacation was so difficult.

I have the urge to go back to work, but I can keep going on holidays, and going back to work will not only make me look crazy, but will Mr. Huo find out that he went to work early because he wanted to see her?Isn't this tantamount to self-exposure!

No, no, Song Yuran paced back and forth in the room.

The longing was fermenting and gradually reached its peak. She hadn't seen Huo Qingzhi for four days, four days!A full 96 hours!5760 minutes!

After turning around the house n times, the little clever ghost came up with an excellent plan.

After calculating the time, Song Yuran put on a beautiful makeup, but had trouble changing clothes.

Standing in front of the mirror, holding one set on the other and comparing it to myself, I began to struggle: "Is it Sister A or Sweet Sister today..."

After struggling for ten minutes, finally decided what to wear today, and specially paired it with a pair of tassel earrings.

After leaving home, Song Yuran sent Zhao Anye a text message full of youthful pain.

[Song Yuran]: It turns out that liking someone really makes you cautious.

[Zhao Anye]: Vomit.

[Song Yuran]: Miss my treasure, I will kiss her a hundred times to comfort my lovesickness.

[Zhao Anye]: Oh.

[Song Yuran]: Very good, I can see envy and jealousy from your words, don't worry, you will also have love.

[Zhao Anye]: Hehe.

Song Yuran's current state is like a person who has been forced to reboot for many years and suddenly releases his instincts, which perfectly interprets the dead tree to be in spring, the peach blossoms are flooding, and the hormones have no place to rest.

The queen is full of flirtatious talk.

But actually seeing people is another matter.