Pheromone Collision
Pheromone Collision Chapter 88.2

Chapter 88 2\2 

“He’s here! He hates love letters the most! 

Is this what older brothers are like in school? 

The transformation from adolescence to youth has a huge impact on a person’s lifelong character. 

When Cen Lang returned from his first year of university, he found his younger brother had changed a lot; wine-filled chocolates had turned into mint candies. 

He tried to bring Jiang Li back a bit. 

Young Jiang Li looked up and asked, “Do we still need to keep our distance?” 

Cen Lang: “Why don’t you call me brother anymore?” 

Jiang Li: “Brother.” 

Cen Lang frowned. Different, very different! 

He studied in the combat department, and internships took up almost half of his university life. Once in space, it would be for several months. Grandpa wanted to groom him to continue representing the Cen family in commanding the space forces, and Cen Lang happened to be interested in it. 

In his junior year, Cen Lang, at twenty years old, had to decide on his future career model. 

Should he, like his grandfather when he was young, directly control as a commander, spending three hundred and sixty days in space each year, or… choose a proxy? 

Cen Lang looked at the application form in his hand, contemplating for a while. Before signing, he suddenly thought of his younger brother at home. 

It was just a year without much contact, and he refused to call him brother. If he were bound to the military, wouldn’t they even skip greetings when they met? 

During the rebellious phase of his younger brother, his parents had to pay attention at all times. Look, so many adults are focused on their careers, regretting spoiling their children. 

Cen Lang put down the pen and handed the application form to Meng Ru. 

“I heard you’ve been bothered by someone recently. Fill out this form, and you’ll be under military protection.” 

Meng Ru: “…” 

Cen Lang: “As my proxy in the military, ensure my freedom and transfer rights in the military.” 

Meng Ru signed, seeing through everything. “You’re not reluctant to part with your brother, are you?” 

Some Alphas, during holidays, would rush home to see their younger brothers, even more diligent than Alphas in long-distance relationships. 

Cen Lang openly admitted, “Yes.” 

So, Meng Ru was taken for military training in regulations and systems, memorizing military doctrines, and writing lengthy reflections. 

Cen Lang took the opportunity to “educate” his younger brother. 

However, the brother had already turned fifteen, skipped a grade secretly, and would take the college entrance exam next year. 

She was sixteen years old for college, a year earlier than Cen Lang. 

High school students were more innocent than college students; Cen Lang felt Jiang Li was too young. “When you go to college, you’ll find that your roommates are three or four years older than you—not fun at all.” 

Jiang Li: “Indeed, there might be a generation gap.” 

Cen Lang knew he was subtly referring to himself. Can a five-year age gap be the same? There’s no common language with a three-year age gap; calling someone five years older is like a father! 

Jiang Li said, “I don’t want to waste time in high school.” 

With a stable living environment, Jiang Li focused on studying without distractions. Skipping a grade was easy for him. 

He wanted to major in information elements at the Third Military Academy. 

Cen Lang: “How is it wasting time? You can enjoy your youth.” 

Jiang Li glanced at him. “Another year of high school is like writing an essay every week. Are you willing?” 

Cen Lang was convinced. “University is better.” 

Jiang Li smirked. 

When he was ten, he overheard a conversation between Cen’s father and mother. They were unsure how long medication could relieve the pain. Cen Lang’s various body data were aimed at being the strongest Alpha in the galaxy. The stronger the storm syndrome, the stronger he became, and they were somewhat worried. 

Cen’s father and mother discussed things not so straightforwardly, using various formulas and obscure terms. 

Young Jiang Li understood only half of it, but after so many years of chewing on it, he roughly understood. 

Without false modesty, Jiang Li felt he had some sensitivity to medications. Otherwise, he couldn’t remember the adults’ words without missing a single one at such a young age. 

He couldn’t waste time; he had to study systematically. 

He had no time for unnecessary things; he learned to scare off pursuers with a cold face. 

In this matter, he didn’t tell anyone. Only he knew his goal through his efforts. 

After the college entrance exam, Jiang Li’s scores were good, and he could choose any major. Without hesitation, he chose the medical college’s information elements. 

Jiang Wanlan prepared a small celebration for him, inviting Jiang Li’s classmates. 

Because when Cen Lang was in middle school, he always went to see his younger brother, his Alpha classmates were familiar with Jiang Li and often ran errands for Cen Lang. “Jiang Li, your brother asked you to wait for him after school for five minutes,” or “Jiang Li, your brother said to close the windows on rainy days if you sit by the window.” 

Alpha classmate Huang was also on the guest list. 

Huang and Cen Lang reminisced. “When are you reporting to the military this year?” 

“In a few days.” 

After transferring schools, Cen Lang asked Huang to take care of his brother in middle school. 

Huang diligently said, “Hey, do you know, I have a younger brother the same age as your brother.” 

Cen Lang: “Oh.” 

Huang: “He regards you as his big uncle.” 

Cen Lang: Huh? 

Big uncle? 

After a moment, he realized it meant liking Jiang Li. He immediately darkened his face. “Are you fucking kidding me?” 

Huang was shocked. “Where did you get that from?” 

Cen Lang: “Did you not twist his head off when he had such thoughts?” 

Huang was confused; was this a brother complex? They didn’t talk about cutting off romantic pursuits at the beginning! 

Cen Lang furrowed his brows. It’s over; a wise man has a thousand worries. 

He only thought about protecting him, not other aspects. 

Who could think about romantic things when looking at such a cute brother? Wasn’t that perverse? ” 

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