Jiang Zhihuo's posture was clearly intended to cause trouble.
The school bully gets along well with other people but can't get along with the academic genius. The identity of love rival is a hurdle that the two cannot overcome.
All was quiet in Class 4. They pretended to be doing their exam papers, but were actually watching every move of the two big guys.
Yan Mu raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Zhihuo with his usual indifferent gaze. The two looked at each other, and neither of them looked away.
Every time the academic genius and the school bully look at each other, it is an invisible confrontation in the eyes of Class 4.
The confrontation ended with Yan Mu standing up and following Jiang Zhihuo out.
"Xie Qiu." Xie Qiu usually walked closest to Yan Mu. Someone tapped him on the shoulder and asked, "What's going on between the two of them? What's going on again?"
"I don't know." Xie Qiu was also confused. When did Brother Yan confront Jiang Zhihuo
Others were also talking about it.
"Brother Huo, was that look too fierce just now?"
"They won't fight?"
“I don’t think so.”
"Look at the red mark on Yan Shen's hand. Was he pinched or beaten?" The man who spoke was sitting in the front row. He didn't notice it at first, but later someone in the group mentioned it. He was close and could see it clearly. "The color is too dark, like a blood clot."
The students in Class 4 were very nervous, but the violent incident between the top student and the school bully that they were worried about did not happen at all.
Pretending to be calm and walking to the end of the stairs, Jiang Zhihuo had already used up all his acting skills. There was a corner between the floors, which was usually used to store miscellaneous items. It was very dark. Jiang Zhihuo dragged Yan Mu into this small space, pressed him against the wall, and then -
He threw himself into Yan Mu's arms, breathing deeply.
Yan Mu: “…”
Yan Mu did not release pheromones on purpose, but Jiang Zhihuo was marked and was particularly sensitive to Yan Mu's smell, the fresh smell after the rain, which could not be described in words, but was very comfortable.
All the fever symptoms on his body disappeared the moment he touched Yan Mu. The pain that tormented him all night disappeared like a dream. Jiang Zhihuo had never felt so light before.
Comparing the two, all the talk of not being responsible is bullshit.
Having been feeling uncomfortable for too long, Jiang Zhihuo didn't think there was anything wrong with his actions just now. He took off his hat and exposed his neck.
He had torn off the gauze long ago, leaving an extremely obvious tooth mark on the piece that was bitten yesterday.
"Here." Jiang Zhihuo deliberately moved closer to Yan Mu, "You bit it."
Jiang Zhihuo: "You must be responsible to me to the end."
He said this with confidence, as if the words "Don't worry, everything is normal, you are not responsible" yesterday were not said by him.
Jiang Zhihuo didn't give Yan Mu any chance to refuse. He stepped on the cardboard box, grabbed his collar and pulled him down. The two of them were very close at this moment, almost nose to nose.
His voice is clear, and the ending tone always rises a little, making him sound lazy and nonsensical.
"From now on, you can only be my alpha."
Jiang Zhihuo thought that what he said was quite domineering and did not ruin his image as a school bully at all. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without giving anyone any time to react, leaving behind a righteous back.
However, as soon as he let go of his hand, the burning feeling reappeared, and the pain spread throughout his body in an instant. Jiang Zhihuo's legs almost went limp on the spot. He immediately pushed Yan Mu against the wall and buried his head in the crook of his neck.
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
Yan Mu: “…”
Yan Mu couldn't normally touch people, so he wasn't used to being hugged like this. But the tooth mark was right in front of him, so he couldn't push Jiang Zhihuo away. Jiang Zhihuo held him for a few minutes, and seeing that he had no intention of letting go, Yan Mu asked in a deep voice, "Is that enough?"
Jiang Zhihuo didn't let go: "Not enough."
Yan Mu: "Do you want to stay like this forever?"
Jiang Zhihuo thought he was okay with it. He couldn't possibly last the whole night like he did last night. No matter if he agreed or not, he would find a way to make Yan Mu responsible. He held Yan Mu's waist tightly: "What can I do? My legs will go weak if I let go."
Yan Mu said: "My home is nearby, let's go to my home."
"Going to your house?" Jiang Zhihuo raised his head.
His eyes were beautiful, with dark pupils and long, soft eye ends. From this angle, the usual impropriety in his features was completely hidden by his long, dense eyelashes.
Yan Mu was slightly startled, and paused for a moment before finding his voice: "Yeah."
It’s not impossible. It’s better than keeping the child in school forever.
Jiang Zhihuo asked again: "How do we get there?"
Yan Mu: “…”
This question is very practical.
"..." Yan Mu only knew that he needed to cooperate with the follow-up treatment. The doctor did not tell him the specific method in detail. He speculated based on the fact that Jiang Zhihuo pounced on him as soon as he saw him, "It's okay to touch me?"
"Yes." Jiang Zhihuo thought about what the doctor said yesterday. It requires contact in various senses, physical contact or body fluid contact.
Body fluid contact? Kissing counts, right? Isn't saliva also body fluid? Anyway, they kissed yesterday, Yan Mu shouldn't mind - there's no point in minding.
He asked politely, "Maybe... if we get closer, the effect will be better."
"Then it's close." Yan Mu's meaning was very simple, holding hands, hugging shoulders, just touching is enough.
Jiang Zhihuo: “?”
So straightforward
Jiang Zhihuo: "You said so."
Yan Mu said “hmm”.
Jiang Zhihuo's hand moved and touched Yan Mu's face. After hugging for so long, his movements became much bolder. He patted her cheeks a few times, as if to confirm the position, then closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and moved forward.
Yan Mu didn't have time to react at all. Jiang Zhihuo's face moved closer and closer. His lips were covered with a soft touch, and he gently sucked his upper and lower lips.
Yan Mu: “!”
After Jiang Zhihuo finished these actions, he immediately let go of his hand, stepped back, and rubbed his lips hard several times with the back of his hand.
I was not sober yesterday, and today when I was sober, I kissed Yan Mu. It felt really fucking bad.
At that time, it was his first kiss with Xiao Yanmu. In fact, he also thought that the first kiss should be given to a beautiful girl, but he didn't expect to only kiss men.
Boys’ lips are not as soft as imagined, nor do they have the legendary sweet and soft smell of girls.
But it worked. After I let go, I didn't feel any more discomfort. At least I didn't have to cling to Yan Mu like a koala.
After wiping, Jiang Zhihuo raised his head. Yan Mu showed no intention of moving. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked at him with the same indescribable expression as he had at the door of the clinic yesterday.
Jiang Zhihuo: "Didn't you say that we should get closer?"
Is this what you mean by closer
Seeing Yan Mu still had the same expression, Jiang Zhihuo pushed him out directly: "Put away that expression, you are completely mine now, why do you care about kissing me once or twice?!"
Jiang Zhihuo paused after he finished speaking, thinking that this sentence was too ambiguous, but he was too lazy to change his words. It was more important to solve the business, so he urged, "Go to the classroom and get your things. I'll wait for you here!"
Yan Mu: “…”
Jiang Zhihuo never thought that one day he would go home with Yan Mu.
Yan Mu lives in a community next to the school, which is very close to the school. The community environment is very beautiful and the garden downstairs is full of green plants. Jiang Zhihuo followed Yan Mu inside.
The kiss just now was very rewarding, and I walked for five or six minutes without feeling any discomfort.
Jiang Zhihuo originally thought that the house where a rich second-generation like Yan Mu lived would be bigger, but when he opened the door, he saw only a one-bedroom apartment with one bedroom and one living room. There were not many things in the living room, only a sofa, a coffee table, and a few daily necessities. It was too clean and tidy, and there was absolutely no breath of life.
Yan Mu brought a pair of slippers to Jiang Zhihuo. He had never brought anyone here before. There were only a few bottles of mineral water left in the refrigerator, so he took them out and threw them to Jiang Zhihuo.
Jiang Zhihuo took it. He was thirsty, so he raised his head and drank a few sips. He sat on the sofa without any hesitation: "Has your house... really had someone living there?"
Yan Mu: “Yeah.”
Jiang Zhihuo thought that how could it be so cold when someone was living there? He must be either a mysophobe or have obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Yan Mu sat down. He didn't like small talk, so he asked directly, "Let me understand the situation first."
He had hugged, bitten, and kissed her, and had gotten through a night of fever. Jiang Zhihuo felt that there was nothing he couldn't say, so he directly relayed to Yan Mu what the doctor had told him yesterday.
Yan Mu was not surprised to hear that there would be persistent fever symptoms. When he came back last night, he checked the cases of A turning into O, and this situation would indeed occur.
Yan Mu was not surprised to hear that he could not use any medicine because he was marked and had to rely on pheromones. The doctor had informed him and he had also made it clear that he would take the blame and there was no way he could shirk responsibility.
When you hear that physical contact or body fluid contact is required.
"..." Yan Mu froze, "What did you say?"
Jiang Zhihuo was also helpless. If there was any way out, he wouldn't want to go on like this. What was the point of bumping into his love rival all day long
"I took the medicine and the inhibitor, but it didn't work." Jiang Zhihuo leaned against the sofa, looking up at the spotless ceiling, feeling hopeless. "It almost killed me last night."
Yan Mu's reaction at this moment was the same as Jiang Zhihuo's reaction yesterday after hearing the doctor's words. He was stunned for a long time.
Jiang Zhihuo had a clearer idea on the way here. Since things have become like this, they have to find a way to solve it. The doctor's plan at the time required the two to have contact in various senses, and the two words that were difficult to say, but the statement was vague. There were few cases of this kind, and each individual was different, so the doctor couldn't say everything. They had to think about it again.
Jiang Zhihuo was about to speak when Yan Mu finally came to his senses and asked first, "Can the mark be cleaned?"
Jiang Zhihuo and I had the same idea. We couldn't find it online, but Yan Mu, with a family background like that, knew a lot of people, so he should be able to ask about the price.
Yan Mu went to the balcony to make a phone call.
Before he came in, Jiang Zhihuo thought maybe there was a chance. In his expectant eyes, Yan Mu said a price that he would never be able to save up in this life, the next life, the next next life, or the next next next life, and there was also a picture sent by the other party - the possible adverse consequences of cleaning the mark.
First, the mortality rate is 80%.
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
Okay.
Since there was no way to clean the mark, he could only see how the pheromones worked. Jiang Zhihuo had a few guesses in his mind. Perhaps the duration of the fever symptom relief was related to the contact method. Just as he was about to speak out, Yan Muxian took out a stack of A4 paper from the drawer and confirmed the current situation: "The fever symptoms will not be interrupted, but they will be suppressed after touching my pheromones, right?"
Jiang Zhihuo: "Yes."
Yan Mu understood, sat down, and continued: "You touched me just now, and symptoms will appear when you let go. It has been twenty minutes since you touched my lips, and no symptoms have appeared."
"Yes." Jiang Zhihuo said.
"It may be related to the contact method." Yan Mu made a guess and listed several situations on the paper. As he wrote, he said, "Pheromones actually cover the surface of the body, and the amount in each part is different."
He finished writing and handed it to Jiang Zhihuo. Seeing the words above, even though Jiang Zhihuo had prepared himself mentally and roughly knew what Yan Mu was going to do next, his face still turned red and hot when he saw it.
The fingers holding the paper tightened, creating several wrinkles.
The words on the paper were very beautiful, written in sharp strokes. It read:
Holding hands, hugging, kissing (lip touching, deep kissing), biting ears, neck, touching daily objects (e.g. pens, underwear)...
Yan Mu's voice was as cold as usual. He said, "Try these first."