The scene before my eyes was so shocking.
The moment the pheromone hit Yan Mu, all his thoughts were taken away. He didn't notice his breathing quickened at all and rushed into the room anxiously.
The moment they touched Jiang Zhihuo, their heartbeats stopped at the same time.
The air around me seemed to be sucked out all of a sudden, and it became extremely quiet. The only sounds left in my ears were my breathing and heartbeat. My pulse and blood became extremely clear. In an instant, it was as if a heavy object hit my back, and my ears were buzzing. My soul was almost roaring as if it wanted to rush out.
It was a feeling I had never felt before—
It seemed like instinct, yet higher than instinct. The person I touched seemed to be the other person, but also myself. It was as if a broken puzzle piece found the other piece that fits in with it. It was so comfortable that it was beyond words. The feeling that came from the inside out was simply indescribable.
"Brother Yan."
Jiang Zhihuo's consciousness was almost engulfed by this strange feeling. He put his arms around Yan Mu's neck and kissed him.
Their skin was burning hot, and they kissed with an indescribable feeling, their minds tangled together, and even their breathing was burning.
At some point, firecrackers were heard outside the door.
To bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, the neighbor next door prepared an iron bucket and set off a firecracker at the door of his house. The crackling sound rushed through two doors, tore the eardrums, and restored consciousness for a moment.
"Is this... the estrus period?" Yan Mu raised his eyes, panting and looking at Jiang Zhihuo, his eyes a little confused.
Yan Mu was present during several previous checkups, and the doctor reminded them that after the differentiation of the uterine cavity, estrus might occur.
"I'm sorry, Brother Yan..." Jiang Zhihuo lay on Yan Mu's shoulder, his fingers tearing at his sleeves, leaving several wrinkles. He no longer knew how to speak, with only a trace of consciousness left, and every word was trembling, "I didn't say it, I don't know how to say it..."
The estrus period of an A-to-O omega is different from that of an ordinary omega. Inhibitors are useless. The medicine prescribed by the doctor can only suppress the feeling of proestrus.
Jiang Zhihuo continued to speak intermittently, but Yan Mu could not hear a word.
—Can’t hear.
The gland was right in front of him, and the omega's pheromones were unbridled and rushed towards him unscrupulously.
My five senses are no longer functioning, and my brain feels like it has been frozen in ice for thousands of years. I can’t think, and I can’t react to anything in the outside world.
Yan Mu recalled the day when Jiang Zhihuo just started his secondary differentiation, in the alley.
Same status.
He thought he was awake, but his body, movements, and even every pulse and breath told him that no, he was not awake and he wanted to mark this omega.
—It’s the susceptible period!
The heating in the room had not been turned on in time, and both of them were only wearing thin casual clothes. They should have felt cold, but they felt hot and extremely stuffy.
Alphas in the susceptible period are very dangerous. Yan Mu knows this very well. He forces himself to keep a clear mind and pushes Jiang Zhihuo forward: "Xiao Zhou, no."
"What's wrong?!" Jiang Zhihuo had already fainted. His body was churning and he felt uncomfortable everywhere. He couldn't bear it.
So Jiang Zhihuo pushed Yan Mu down on the bed, narrowed his eyes, and with great pain, he took out the things he had prepared two weeks ago from the bottom of the closet and threw them at Yan Mu.
The plastic bag was not tied tightly and the contents were scattered all over the bed.
Jiang Zhihuo no longer had any strength left. He let himself give in to his instincts. Before he completely lost consciousness, he heard himself say to Yan Mu, "I told you to bite me, not my hand."
I can't remember exactly what happened afterwards, but the estrus period can deprive a person of their sanity and memory.
Only a vague impression remains.
My eyes are moist, my vision is misty, and my brain is blank, like a TV screen covered with snowflakes, so dense that every inch of it is burning.
In the middle, Jiang Zhihuo woke up once.
His face was buried in the pillow.
Then he turned around. The lights were off and it was dark around him, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. His breathing was heavy. He saw Brother Yan arching his back and grabbing his wrist, his muscles tense in the dim darkness.
…
The next morning.
Jiang Zhihuo opened his eyes, lay on his side, and stared blankly at the curtains.
The light was blocked behind the curtains, and a ray of light leaked in through the gap.
He remained in this position for some time.
The reason is simple, I just can't move.
Behind me, huge! Invincible! Tyrant! Hurts!!
Turning over is like tearing the whole person apart—
Wow what
Didn’t it hurt much yesterday
Why is it hurting so much now
Is there a delay in this
In fact, Jiang Zhihuo had completely forgotten what happened afterwards. His waist, legs, and back ached. After calming down for a while, he felt the flesh behind his neck twitching with pain.
He touched the back of his neck.
The gland was fine, but there was a tooth mark next to the gland, and a little blood scab was oozing out.
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
The gland is extremely fragile and can be easily bitten by an alpha, and sometimes a slight touch from the tip of the tooth can leave a cut.
But the skin next to the glands!!
It's just normal skin!!
How can normal skin be bitten so easily? !
How much fucking strength does it take to bite out a bloody mark? !
Son of a bitch!!
Jiang Zhihuo wanted to kick Yan Mu, but just as he was about to turn over, the pain from behind forced him to cover his waist and lie down on his side again.
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
The noise woke Yan Mu up, and his first reaction when he opened his eyes was to worry about Jiang Zhihuo's condition.
Yan Mu asked: "Are you okay?"
"..." Jiang Zhihuo's face was gloomy, "Not very good."
Yan Mu immediately took the ointment from the bedside table and carefully lifted the quilt.
Jiang Zhihuo bought the ointment himself, so of course he knew its use. The opening had been opened, so it was obvious that Yan Mu had used it last night.
“…” Feeling embarrassed, Jiang Zhihuo lay on the bed, buried himself in the pillow, and pretended to be dead.
Yan Mu lifted up Jiang Zhihuo's shirt and put it on his waist, his hand was stunned for a moment.
When he lay down, his waist was sunken, and there were several finger marks on his waist and hips.
Yan Mu looked away, not allowing himself to look again, and applied medicine to Jiang Zhihuo: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
The voice was very light and deep, and sounded very aggrieved, like a child admitting a mistake.
Yan Xueshen lowered his head on his own initiative, his tone was so soft and tender that Jiang Zhihuo's whole heart softened.
The reason why he wanted to kick Yan Mu just now was because he bit his neck. It had nothing to do with anything else. And from a God's perspective, Jiang Zhihuo was not without fault. It was indeed his fault that he did not tell Yan Mu in time, and Yan Mu should not be the only one to take the blame.
A voice came from under the pillow: "It's my fault for not telling you earlier."
"It's my fault. I couldn't control myself." Yan Mu said.
Jiang Zhihuo: "What does it have to do with you? It's my damn secondary differentiation."
"It's me." Yan Mu paused, "You fainted afterwards."
What? Dizzy?!
Holding the grass so fierce?
You're already dizzy and you're still admitting your fault? !
Jiang Zhihuo hooked his legs back and said, "You must be wrong. Apologize to me!"
…
The ointment was indeed somewhat helpful. It relieved the pain in his back for a while. Jiang Zhihuo got up and washed up. Yan Mu had already prepared breakfast. It was not bought from outside. He made homemade sunny-side-up eggs, shredded celery, and a bowl of sweet ginkgo nuts.
Breakfast is standard on New Year's Day.
Yan Mu also placed a cushion on the stool where Jiang Zhihuo often sat.
"… "
In front of Yan Mu, Jiang Zhihuo threw the cushion onto the sofa with an indifferent look on his face.
Died of laughter.
Jiang Xiaoba has been in the martial arts world for so many years, and he is just xx. He has applied ointment, and he still needs a cushion? !
He sat down on the chair with his arms and legs stretched out.
Two seconds later, his expression froze: "Brother Yan, help me get that mat."
"Um."
Jiang Zhihuo clearly saw Yan Mu's mouth corners curl up, and then quickly put it down.
"Don't laugh! Your character is ruined!" Jiang Zhihuo reminded him.
"good."
His lower body was stiff and he finished his breakfast motionlessly. Jiang Zhihuo stood for more than ten minutes. Yan Mu was intact, so the task of tidying up the room was given to him. Jiang Zhihuo lay on the sofa to contact a doctor.
xx is one of the normal means for doctors to treat estrus symptoms, but not for Jiang Zhihuo. Therefore, the doctor did not directly ask Jiang Zhihuo about his situation last night, but guided him sentence by sentence.
"Are you feeling sore, weak, or having chest pain?"
“Somewhat.”
"Night sweats? Tinnitus? Shortness of breath?"
"It was there last night, but it's gone now."
"Is the back of your neck still hot?"
"It's hot, but it's much better."
"fever?"
"Yeah, low-grade fever. I just measured it. 37.5 degrees."
The doctor asked about other aspects, and Jiang Zhihuo answered them one by one in detail. After taking notes, the doctor said: "Based on your description, everything is normal, don't worry."
"But there is one thing. The estrus period of an ordinary omega is usually three to seven days. The estrus period of an A-to-O omega is a little shorter, about two days. You should not go out for the next two days. Report your condition twice a day and come to the hospital when the fever subsides."
After hanging up the call with the doctor, Yan Mu just came in from the balcony and heard the washing machine humming.
Yan Mu changed his bed sheets as yesterday's set was all dirty. After cleaning the bed and the floor, Yan Mu opened the doors and windows of the room for ventilation and went downstairs to throw away the garbage.
The doctor had told him not to go out, so Jiang Zhihuo had been staying at Yan Mu's house like a lazy fish these past two days. He didn't have to move at all and just lay on the bed and the sofa.
The next day, the estrus symptoms reappeared during the day. Yan Mu could not bear it. He had no reaction to the pheromones of other omegas, but as soon as he smelled Jiang Zhihuo's, he would enter his susceptible period.
This time it was during the day, and with the first experience both of them were much more sober. The indescribable feeling when they touched surprised them both, it was so comfortable, and at a certain moment they lost all their senses and were just immersed in that moment.
Precisely because he was sober, Jiang Zhihuo could feel Yan Mu’s instinctive desire as an alpha—he wanted to mark him.
But he didn't, and every time he hit the back of the neck with a big move, he would move away and bite the small piece of skin next to the gland.
During his susceptible period, Yan Xueshen still sticks to his bottom line.
—Once he’s marked this time, there’s really no turning back. It can’t be washed off, and it’s impossible for it to disappear slowly like before. The omega can only rely on this alpha for the rest of his life.
This choice should be given to the omega in normal state, not the alpha in the susceptible period.
So the scar, which had just scabbed over for less than a day, was bitten again, and the teeth mark became deeper.
…
After dinner, Jiang Zhihuo lay on the sofa and caught up on picku101 from the weekend.
On the first public stage, Yun Xiaoxu chose a fast-paced song. His groupmates were all big names. One had debuted before, one was a great vocalist, and two were returning seniors with rich stage experience. Unexpectedly, Yun Xiaoxu, the little trainee, was not inferior to them.
In the ending action, he curled the corners of his mouth towards the camera, with his expression captured perfectly, and a barrage of “Ahhh” came over.
The final weekly rankings were announced, and Yun Xiaoxu's rank rose several places, approaching the debut position.
When watching talent shows, Jiang Zhihuo always opens the barrage. Anyway, he can't recognize all the faces, so the comments in the barrage are a lot of fun.
The ranking of each page will stay for more than ten seconds. Jiang Zhihuo was too lazy to close it. Just at this moment, Yan Mu came over with some fruit cut. Jiang Zhihuo casually forked a piece of apple and put it in his mouth. When he tilted his head to look at the screen, he saw some discordant comments.
No way, Yun Xiaoxu can surpass my brother with this?
How can someone with such a dark history still participate in a talent show? And rank so high? Are all the fans blind
Is it true that appearance is justice and facial features are the three outlooks
(There is a short paragraph to the story)
The author has something to say: The barrage of comments flashed by, there were not many of them, and they looked like they were posted by the same person, and were drowned in the army of groundhogs.
Jiang Zhihuo paid attention, ate a piece of cantaloupe, and asked casually: "Dark history? What dark history does Yun Xiaoxu have? Brother Yan, do you know?"
Yan Mu shook his head.
After moving away, he no longer paid attention to Yun Xiaoxu.
As he spoke, Yan Mu took out a thermometer gun from the side and beeped at the back of Jiang Zhihuo's hand.
Thirty-six degrees three.
"The fever is gone."
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