Editor Qiu was in an unstable mood, so naturally I couldn't ask him anything at this time. I could only send him back to the classroom.
Qiu Bian, the class monitor, had a good relationship with Jiang Zhihuo. When he saw the only omega in the class being helped down from upstairs, he hurried out the door and asked, "Brother Huo, what happened?"
Jiang Zhihuo said, "It's nothing. I just went up to look for someone, but I couldn't find him. Suddenly I felt unwell, and we happened to see him."
By the time Tang Anmiao heard the news and came over, Editor Qiu had already taken leave and was taken home.
Feng Zhi also came with Tang Anmiao. Director Feng still looked honest and polite. He asked with concern, "I heard that classmate Qiu Bian was not feeling well. How is he now? Has he been taken to the infirmary?"
Director Feng is highly respected, so Zong Bei and Chang Luo did not doubt him and immediately replied, "The details are not very clear. He does not look very well and has asked for leave to go back."
Feng Zhi nodded and smiled, "Did he say anything to you? If anything happens, I hope he can tell me so I can feel more at ease."
Zong Bei didn't think too much and said, "He is..."
"It's nothing, he just doesn't feel well." Jiang Zhihuo interrupted Zong Bei and continued talking. As a school bully, Jiang Zhihuo and Director Feng have always had a good relationship. "It's normal for an omega to be in poor health. Don't worry."
"Yeah, okay." Feng Zhi's smile deepened, and a deep wrinkle appeared at the end of his eye. "I'm glad you're okay."
"It's useless to stand here. Director Feng, don't worry. I'll go to his house later to check on him." Tang Anmiao said, "Director Feng, class is about to start. I'll go up first. Thank you for today."
"Go ahead." Feng Zhi gently rubbed Tang Anmiao's hair, keeping a warm smile on his face. After watching Tang Anmiao go upstairs, he turned and walked towards the Academic Affairs Office.
Jiang Zhihuo walked upwards on the surface, but observed Feng Zhi with his peripheral vision.
Feng Zhi was the same as usual, wearing a serious formal suit, carrying a briefcase in his hand, walking steadily, and looking gentle and elegant.
There is nothing unusual.
It is true as always, and it is also true that Editor Qiu’s face changed suddenly after hearing “Director Feng”.
"An Miao." Jiang Zhihuo took a step forward, turned around, and walked backwards. "What did Director Feng ask you to do just now?"
His tone was casual, and it sounded like he was just chatting about random topics.
Tang Anmiao replied, "Nothing, it's just that I'm in my third year of high school and I want to live in a dormitory. I heard that the first year of high school has expanded its enrollment this year and the dormitories may be full. I'm afraid I won't be able to apply after a while, so please ask Director Feng to help me open a back door."
Jiang Zhihuo: "I see, the accommodation is good. It saves time going back and forth, and I can sleep more."
Zong Bei: "Hey, I've thought about living here before, but there are no plugs in our school dormitories, so my phone can't be charged at all. If I really move in, won't I only be able to wear the Xiaotiancai phone watch?"
Tang Anmiao smiled: "That's perfect, I have to push myself a little bit."
They chatted for a while as they walked. It was the end of get out of class time, and the corridor was busy. When someone passed by, Jiang Zhihuo widened his eyes slightly and exclaimed, "Oh my god, the person who just ran past had pheromones that smelled like durian."
"Durian?" Tang Anmiao turned around.
Chang Luo said: "This smell is so strange, could it be that I just ate durian?"
Jiang Zhihuo asked back: "Didn't you smell it right after you finished eating?"
Zongbei touched his chin and said, "That's right, betas can't smell pheromones. Except for Huo, the three of us are all betas, right?"
Chang Luo: "Ah, yes, if I remember correctly, Brother Huo is the only alpha in our class, right, An Miao?"
"Ah?" Tang Anmiao's attention had been on the durian pheromone. She came back to her senses when her name was called. She tilted her head in confusion and asked, "... Is that person really a durian pheromone?"
Maybe he didn't know, but he didn't smell anything just now, so Jiang Zhihuo was just making it up.
"Yes." He smiled at Tang Anmiao. When the school bully smiled, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, which was very sunny and handsome. Girls couldn't resist it at all, and they felt like they were being teased. Even though she knew that Jiang Zhihuo didn't mean that at all, Tang Anmiao still felt her cheeks getting hot and lowered her head in embarrassment.
Jiang Zhihuo stayed in school for a day.
He originally planned to leave in the afternoon, but Editor Qiu's matter made him cautious.
At the end of the day, Feng Zhi went to the senior floor to inspect discipline as usual and found nothing wrong. After class, he went to ask Qiu Bian's monitor, and was told that he had nothing to do and was resting at home.
"That's good." Jiang Zhihuo felt relieved.
The squad leader joked, "Brother Huo, you can't do this."
A man cannot be told he can't do it, in any aspect. Jiang Zhihuo: "Huh? What's wrong with me?"
The monitor said, "As an alpha, caring so much about an omega will lead to misunderstandings."
"I'll tell you a secret." Jiang Zhihuo hooked his finger at the squad leader, motioning him to come closer, and then whispered in his ear, "Actually, I'm not an alpha now."
The monitor thought he could really hear some secrets, but he never expected Jiang Zhihuo to tease him: "If not alpha, then what? Omega?"
Jiang Zhihuo is stuck, and this one stuck in the middle... I really don't know.
Jiang Zhihuo: "Wait a minute, let me think about it."
The squad leader didn't believe a word of it, and responded with the same mysterious tone, leaning close to Jiang Zhihuo and whispering, "Brother Huo, do you think I believe it?"
Jiang Zhihuo shrugged: "If you don't believe it, forget it."
"… "
Before school was over, Jiang Zhihuo went to find Yan Mu, and in the empty classroom at the end of the corridor, he carefully checked the doors and windows three times.
The two boys pressed together, lips touching, and pheromones were exchanged with their breathing.
When the three minutes were up, Yan Mu parted his lips. His clothes were wrinkled from being hugged behind him, and he straightened the corners of his clothes and said, "I'm not home tonight."
Jiang Zhihuo: "Oh."
They were still very close. Jiang Zhihuo raised his chin and sucked Yan Mu's lips twice. The alpha's pheromones made him feel very comfortable.
During the whole process, Jiang Zhihuo's mind was wandering.
He has always been very adaptable. Ever since he moved into Yan Mu's house, he hadn't thought about whether he was an alpha or an omega for a long time. Today, he took the initiative to bring it up, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious. He was stuck in the middle, not knowing whether to be an a or an o. Which one should he be
Nowadays, society has prejudice against omegas. Jiang Zhihuo actually has never understood where this prejudice comes from.
Is there a difference between omega and alpha
As an alpha he had no right to say this before, but now he is becoming an omega and has experienced both second genders. Apart from this strange fever, there is no difference.
He was lost in thought and when he looked up, Yan Mu was staring at him. Jiang Zhihuo stared back at him. The two of them stared at each other for a long time before Jiang Zhihuo remembered that Yan Mu seemed to be reporting his itinerary.
"With whom? Where to?" Jiang Zhihuo asked.
"Friends, bar." Yan Mu said.
"Bar?" Jiang Zhihuo remembered the one Yan Mu went to last time and was startled, "Xiang Yao?"
Yan Mu: “Yeah.”
"..." Jiang Zhihuo straightened his back a little bit, into an unnatural posture, and asked again, "Have you booked a private room? Or a booth?"
Yan Mu: "Nothing, let's talk about it when we get there."
"Ah... so." Jiang Zhihuo scratched his hair, then turned to Yan Mu and warned in a very serious tone, "That bar is pretty good, but one thing, don't go to the bar."
"Why?" Yan Mu asked.
Jiang Zhihuo said sharply: "The bartender is not good. He is just a show-off. The same drinks are mixed together, but the price is two or three times that of the booth. It's not cost-effective."
Yan Mu raised his eyes: "Have you been there?"
"That's right!" Jiang Zhihuo said in a very proud tone, "There is no bar in Lincheng that I haven't been to. There are other places too. If you don't have anywhere to go one day, you can ask your brother Huo."
It was rare for him to spend time with Yan Mu peacefully. In the few minutes after they kissed, Jiang Zhihuo couldn't help but say a few more words, "By the way, sometimes I really want to try out those modified motorcycles, the ones with seats for bad boys, the exhaust pipes rumbling, the speed is so cool, isn't it?"
Yan Mu: "Silly."
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
Yan Mu glanced at him and added, "Idiot."
There's nothing to talk about.
Jiang Zhihuo frowned, turned around and pointed to the door: "... Go away, leave now, Brother Huo doesn't want to see you again."
Yan Mu straightened his collar and was about to leave. Just as his footsteps sounded, Jiang Zhihuo ran over and grabbed Yan Mu. He said in a very heavy tone, "You must listen to me. Don't, don't, don't go to the bar to drink!"