Just a casual word from you, and I have been secretly in love with you for ten years.
A novel written in the third person, ABO world view.
The main CP is Yuan Meng (Xi Ji) and the deputy CP is Xu Ning (xn) Yan Huai (Words are in my heart)
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Emotional Line
The bond between Yuan Xi and Meng Ji took root when the first baby tooth fell out.
There is only a rose fence between the two families, but the pheromones are like two parallel lines: Yuan Xi is the fir trees mixed with the wind in the snowfield, while Meng Ji is the sun-drenched tuberose, so warm that it is almost hot.
Together they divided inhibitors, tore up the motto "Alpha can't cry" to pieces, and together they guarded each other's goal during the fever period.
Meng Ji couldn't remember the moment when his heartbeat slowed down - maybe it was when Yuan Xi threw the senior Alpha over her shoulder in the boxing ring and turned around to smile with an eyebrow raised at her; maybe it was because her fever had started early and Yuan Xi wrapped her up in the scent of fir while he was shaking his hands to take the inhibitor.
She only knew that if she took another step closer, she would no longer be able to hide the greed of "want" in the pheromones.
Yuan Xi didn't dare either. She knew better than anyone else that Meng Ji was the only heir to the Meng family, and she was just the least favored "side branch" of the Yuan family. She was afraid that if she said something like that, even her identity as "best friend" would be taken away.
So in the past ten years, they translated "I love you" into countless sentences such as "I am here", "Don't be afraid" and "Bring you breakfast".
Until the twenty-third conjunction, Meng Ji's tuberose went out of control, and Yuan Xi's fir tree was on the verge of riot.
Meng Ji pressed the tuberose into silk, only daring to stay in Yuan Xi's breath; Yuan Xi froze the fir trees into blades, only daring to quietly retreat when Meng Ji approached.
The shared sleep APP alarmed at the same time, but translated "I love you" into "Good morning" through the wall.
The bottle of suppressant labeled "Fir x Tuberose" in the drugstore was put back on the shelf by Yuan Xi. The tuberose sticker left a nail scratch - like a sign that it had not scabbed.
When the third meteor shower fell on the roof, Yuan Xi's fingertips touched the back of Meng Ji's fingers. It only took a second, but it burned through ten years of silence.
The night before the wedding, they sat side by side at the door of the training room, their pheromones rising to a critical point.
Yuan Xi spoke first, her voice trembling with coldness: "Meng Ji, I locked the door and there is only one key."
Meng Ji put his forehead on her shoulder, the tuberose was hot: "Give it to me."
The sound of the key falling was like a safety catch being pulled.
Fir and tuberose are entangled with a bang - no confession, no retreat, only a torn "I will accompany you" that finally turns into "I want you".
At dawn, Yuan Xi branded a temporary mark on Meng Ji's glands, her voice hoarse but clear: "Now, we are 'us'. No matter how sharp the fir tree is, it can't cut out a word "like", but on the tenth winter night, it was completely melted by the warmth of your fingertips."
Intention: I don't know