A Grain [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 18

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in Zhixu stood at the door of Wang Xiaoli's room and heard Wang Xiaoli's choking voice. For some reason, his hand lost the strength to push the door open.

Lin Zhixu grabbed the unfortunate pillow with one hand, glanced at Wang Xiaoli who was only a small ball on the bed, then turned around silently and left the door of his room.

never mind.

Lin Zhixu thought this way and gave Wang Xiaoli another chance, hoping that he would not do it again next time.

Although Lin Zhixu thought that he had done nothing wrong that night, he still felt that Wang Xiaoli had done something wrong first and caused trouble, so he said some irrational words.

But that night, Lin Zhixu didn't sleep well. The sound of Wang Xiaoli's choking and sobbing kept lingering in his ears. He once suspected that Wang Xiaoli's bedroom door was not closed tightly, or that the sound insulation effect of his house had deteriorated. , so that he would be troubled all night.

Early the next morning, Lin Zhixu came down from upstairs.

The kitchen sister has already prepared breakfast and placed it on the table.

By the time Lin Zhixu had finished his meal, Wang Xiaoli was still nowhere to be seen.

Lin Zhixu got into the car and waited for more than ten minutes. Seeing that it was almost time to go to school, Wang Xiaoli had not come out of the house yet.

Thinking of Wang Xiaoli's appearance yesterday, something flashed through Lin Zhixu's mind. His eyes turned to the window of Wang Xiaoli's room on the second floor of his home. The curtains were still tightly closed, with only a gap exposed, which was not enough to peek out. .

"Uncle Wang, let's go, we won't wait any longer." Lin Zhixu said.

Wang Xiaoli, who was in the room on the second floor, saw outside the window that the family's car was driving Lin Zhixu away, and he moved his head away from the gap left in the curtains.

Wang Xiaoli came down from upstairs, without looking at the cold breakfast on the long table, and went out with his schoolbag on his back.

When Lin Zhixu was reading in the morning, he looked at the empty desk next to him, sat down and flipped through a few pages absentmindedly, and then heard the footsteps of the head teacher arriving.

His eyes wandered aimlessly across Wang Xiaoli's desk. Wang Xiaoli, a nerd, would not have missed any class if he hadn't been feeling unwell.

After all, he was still uneasy, and Lin Zhixu had a character that was easy to make up a lot of things.

He thought of Wang Xiaoli's appearance yesterday, and the figure lying on the bed crying.

is it so serious?

Lin Zhixu took out his mobile phone from the drawer. The high-level alpha with little physiological knowledge entered in the search bar "When alpha is angry, it releases pheromones unconsciously. What will happen to the marked omega?"

"alpha pheromone suppression" instantly appeared in the related search, and Lin Zhixu pointed at this more precise description with his finger.