The relationship between Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng has always been in a very strange critical range. At the beginning, everyone thought they had fallen in love with a top omega, but once the black cloth was lifted, everyone was an alpha fighting with bayonets.
This society is normal and strange. The rapid population expansion has made the quality of genes tend to be normally distributed, and high-quality alphas and omegas have become a minority. Under the huge pressure of marriage and mate selection, alphas, who were originally at the top of the discrimination chain, have become the choice of many omegas who want to improve their genes. Zhou Ziheng has lived in an environment with more omegas than abs since he was a child. Since elementary school, he has been harassed by many omegas and even their parents. Unable to bear the harassment, Zhou Ziheng was unwilling to rely on his alpha status to be pressured by others, so he had to transfer schools and even concealed his alpha identity. He originally wanted to pretend to be a beta, but later thought that he should be an omega, and put an end to it. Anyway, no alpha dared to touch him casually.
One pretended to be o because he wanted to harass others, and the other pretended to be o because he was afraid of being harassed. They both fell in love with each other the moment they met. There are such coincidences in the world.
But how can two alphas be together
Having said that, neither of them wanted to let it go. Others only thought that alphas had a desire to conquer their omegas, but for them, when two possessive alphas met each other, the pleasure of conquest was doubled.
Every time in front of outsiders, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng, who were desk mates, always pretended to be very friendly and were very good at saving face, but they also tried to trip each other up in both overt and covert ways.
During the physics class, Xia Xiqing lowered his head and drew on the table. Zhou Ziheng thought he was very funny. He was like a boneless person every day. He either lay down or leaned on the table. He just didn't sit properly and didn't listen to the class well. However, his scores in every test were not low.
"I'll find someone to answer this question." The physics teacher stood at the podium, his eyes scanning the students below. Everyone lowered their heads to avoid the teacher's sight.
"Then... Xia Xiqing."
Xia Xiqing was so immersed in his own "creation" that he didn't even hear the teacher calling him. After a while, his chair was kicked. Xia Xiqing turned around with a puzzled look at the perpetrator sitting next to him and asked in a low voice, "What?"
"Xia Xiqing? Why don't you stand up and answer the question?"
"Ah?" Xia Xiqing was stunned for a moment, and saw the half-smile on Zhou Ziheng's face. He turned his head and saw the serious-looking physics teacher on the podium. Then he stood up slowly. His good psychological quality made him pretend to be stupid even when he was dying. "Teacher, I didn't hear you calling me just now."
The physics teacher had one hand behind his back and the other hand holding a physics workbook. A pair of reading glasses drooped halfway down his nose. His shrewd little eyes sized up Xia Xiqing through the gap between his glasses. "Then tell me, what answer should I choose for this question?"
How do I know what to choose? Xia Xiqing was completely clueless, and didn't even know which question the teacher was talking about. He glanced at his deskmate next to him. After all, he had just tipped him off. There was no need to help him more at this time. Even if he could not help him, he would still help him.
But Zhou Ziheng just sat upright, facing the blackboard with the demeanor of a good student who had no desires, without even glancing at him.
This person must have done this on purpose, Xia Xiqing thought.
"Um… "
The girl in the front seat was kind-hearted. She turned her head halfway and reminded him quietly, "The last multiple-choice question on page 56."
Xia Xiqing was very grateful, and he would be even more grateful if he was told the answer at the same time. He lowered his head, flipped through a few pages and found the question. In fact, Xia Xiqing was quite good at physics, but it took him such a short time to solve this problem that required calculations...
I can't afford to lose this person. Rather than being watched by the whole class, I might as well bow my head to Zhou Ziheng. After making some mental preparations, Xia Xiqing stretched out his foot and kicked Zhou Ziheng's chair leg, "Hey." After kicking twice, Zhou Ziheng turned around and looked at him sideways.
"Um?"
Xia Xiqing winked at him and pointed at the question, "Choose which one?"
Zhou Ziheng imitated him, supporting his chin with his hand, and spoke slowly, word by word.
"beg me."
beg
Xia Xiqing's eyes widened. Are you kidding me
Ask him
Zhou Ziheng slowly raised his eyebrows and said, "Teacher can't wait any longer."
What bad luck.
The physics teacher urged, "Xia Xiqing, do you have an answer?"
Zhou Ziheng was still leisurely spinning a pen. It was only less than a minute, but Xia Xiqing felt that the time was stretched out, and each frame seemed to last for a long time. He couldn't wait any longer.
Fuck it.
Zhou Ziheng compromised at the last moment and whispered, "B."
Xia Xiqing raised his head and said confidently, "I don't know. I was distracted just now."
The physics teacher shook his head in disappointment, "Do you think you can stop paying attention in class just because you have good grades? Your attitude recently is problematic. You can't be complacent because of your current grades. Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't move forward, you will fall behind." After saying a lot, the teacher sighed, "Sit down. Come to my office during the break."
Xia Xiqing nodded and sat down. After the teacher turned his back, he gave Zhou Ziheng the middle finger.
The feud has been settled.
By the time of English class on Friday morning, the situation had reversed.
"Now, please ask a student to read this text." The English teacher paced slowly on the podium, and his eyes finally fell on the last row.
"Student Zhou Ziheng, please stand up and read it to everyone."
After listening, Zhou Ziheng stood up, picked up the English textbook with his right hand, put his left hand on the desk, and began to read aloud. Xia Xiqing, who was sitting next to him, looked at him sideways with interest.
She is good-looking, has a nice voice, long legs, a good figure, and a smart mind. All of these meet his aesthetic standards.
It's a pity that he's an alpha, so boring.
After reading the first paragraph, Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt an itch on the side of his thigh. He lowered his head slightly and saw a thin white finger slowly sliding down the side seam of his school uniform pants.
The moment he lowered his head, Xia Xiqing also looked up at him. Their eyes met. He gave him an extremely evil smile and raised his innocent face.
Zhou Ziheng continued to read the text calmly at a steady pace. To outsiders, there seemed to be no problem at all, but he knew very well that his heart was beginning to be in turmoil.
The finger became more and more arrogant. It moved to the hip and then turned back upwards. The fingertips rubbed the texture of the fabric. The places it touched seemed to be on fire and were slightly hot.
Xia Xiqing enjoyed this teasing process. When he thought about how he had embarrassed himself in front of the whole class last time, he felt even more refreshed. Just as his fingers were about to return again, a hand grabbed his wrist, forcibly taking his naughty hand away and separating it from Zhou Ziheng's straight long legs.
What a good pretender. Xia Xiqing glanced upwards, and Zhou Ziheng was still calmly and seriously reading. Xia Xiqing's wrist bones were very protruding, but Zhou Ziheng controlled the strength just right, and it could even be said that he was not using too much force. Since becoming his deskmate, Xia Xiqing found that he was a very strange person. On the surface, he looked very aggressive and even a little cold. But he always inadvertently revealed kindness that was in stark contrast to his true self. On Saturday afternoon, when Xia Xiqing was pushing his bicycle out of the campus, he accidentally saw him squatting behind the gymnasium and secretly feeding stray cats.
You can't bear to let the stray cat starve, so you can't bear to use too much force to hold his wrist
Feeling that Xia Xiqing had calmed down a bit, Zhou Ziheng thought about letting go of his hand, but the next moment, his hand was held by Xia Xiqing, and his slender fingers were forcibly inserted into it. From the initial one-sided forced resistance, it turned into an ambiguous gesture of interlocking fingers. Zhou Ziheng tried to break free, but Xia Xiqing's strength was much greater than he imagined, and he entangled and refused to let go no matter what.
Everyone in the class listened quietly to Zhou Ziheng's recitation. Zhou Ziheng's back was slightly sweaty, and his shirt was tightly stuck to his back, just like Xia Xiqing's hand that he couldn't get rid of at this moment. He felt that he was beginning to have hallucinations, and the fragrance of the roses was getting stronger and stronger, almost confusing his brain and his eyes, making him unable to even see the letters in front of him.
The wind in June was hot, almost like it was melting the glass windows, wanting to surge up and wrap him up. Wrapping up this dangerous and forbidden moment, turning the two young men holding hands in secret into an eternal amber.
After reading the last sentence, Zhou Ziheng felt a sense of relief.
"Very good, please sit down."
Xia Xiqing let go of his hand the moment the teacher spoke, ending this bad game. He looked up at the blackboard, pretending to be a good student. Zhou Ziheng sat down. He couldn't tell why his heartbeat was a little abnormal. His left hand was spread out on his knees under the table. Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and looked at his palm calmly. The air conditioner cooled the sweat behind his hand. The gaps between his fingers were red and rose-colored, which were the marks left after being tightly held.
It was so strange, as if it was not this hand that he had held tightly.
It is this heart that is beating violently after being oppressed.
At this moment, a crazy idea popped into Zhou Ziheng's mind.
I want to smell the spicy scent of tobacco on him.
Time passed so quickly, just like a tap that was forgotten to be turned on, and the time that flowed away could never be caught up. The relationship between the two people still maintained a superficial peace and competition with the Dark Emperor. Each of them put the other in a very special position, but it seemed that neither of them took the other seriously. After a long time, it became a kind of special relationship that was agreed upon by convention.
The school basketball game became the last activity before the holiday. Although Zhou Ziheng was a transfer student, he was spotted by the basketball team because of his nickname of the highest omega in history. The captain of the basketball team was an alpha with a pair of canine teeth. He was always smiling and seemed to be a relative of Xia Xiqing. The smell of pheromones was very special, the smell of cedar. He had asked Zhou Ziheng to join the basketball team more than once, but Zhou Ziheng was busy participating in the physics competition and made excuses to shirk.
Within two days, the team's seemingly very quiet basketball manager also came to lobby him. That guy was even more interesting. He looked like an omega, but turned out to be a beta. The smell of his pheromones was almost imperceptible, like iced lime water.
Everyone had tried to persuade him, except Xia Xiqing, one of the main players in the team, who refused to beg him. Occasionally, they met in the cafeteria once. When Zhou Ziheng passed by them with a tray, Xia Xiqing said sarcastically, "You have grown so tall for nothing. Chenchen, don't you think so?"
Xu Qichen looked a little embarrassed, "Xi Qing, don't..."
"Don't pay attention to him." Xia Zhixu didn't even raise his eyelids, "I'll drag you into this later."
Zhou Ziheng glanced at Xia Xiqing and walked to the seat behind them and sat down. During the meal, he listened to him talking about the basketball team and the bullies in the senior basketball team. Zhou Ziheng suddenly felt that Xia Xiqing seemed real in front of these two people.
This made him feel uncomfortable and upset.
I originally thought that I was the only one who knew the true identity of this person, but now I realize that I am not the only one. What's even more ridiculous is that these two people are his friends, but I can't find a suitable identity to define them. There is no definition, it's vague, it's like torture.
Deskmate? Zhou Ziheng wondered if this was a suitable relationship. But he quickly rejected it. It wasn't that it was inappropriate. It was that he didn't want to.
The day of the basketball match between the second and third grade students happened to be a school simulation before Zhou Ziheng's competition. The head of the physics teaching group organized all the good seedlings to take the simulation test in the multimedia classroom. Zhou Ziheng, who was going to take the test, met Xia Xiqing in the corridor. He was wearing a red jersey. The red color made his skin glow in the sun. He also wore a red sports headband. He looked energetic and spirited, and even his eyes were bright.
What a shame, it's not an omega.
Otherwise, maybe you can give birth to a beautiful baby.
Zhou Ziheng was frightened by his own thought. He lowered his eyes and prepared to walk away, but was stopped by Xia Xiqing.
"Why."
Zhou Ziheng stopped and turned to look at him.
"If you lose today." Xia Xiqing showed him a fierce expression with a face that was so beautiful that Zhou Ziheng felt sorry for it, "I will never let you go."
Maybe he felt like a little tiger now? Zhou Ziheng was almost amused by him. He didn't know why, but he just thought Xia Xiqing's pretending to be strong was so cute.
"You won't lose."
Zhou Ziheng's voice rarely lost its usual aggressiveness, becoming deep and a little gentle.
Xia Xiqing's heart and senses paused for a moment, his thoughts drawn away by his words, to the scene of him feeding the cat behind the gymnasium that day.
He finally remembered why he could not forget that scene. Because at dusk, when he saw Zhou Ziheng squatting by the bushes, a deep bell sound came from the abandoned bell tower of the school, breaking through the twilight and electrifying him.
Just like now, the moment I heard Zhou Ziheng speak.
This game was not easy. The senior year team was made up of strong alphas. They were good at basketball, but their character was as bad as theirs, and they looked down on omegas. There were many omegas in the senior year basketball team, and two of them played in the first half, although one of them was fake.
Xia Xiqing is the team's small forward. As a small forward, all he has to do is score. A basketball team dares to give the small forward position to an omega. On the one hand, the captain knows the inside story of his disguise. On the other hand, Xia Xiqing is indeed the most suitable candidate. He may not be the small forward with the highest hit rate, but he is definitely a small forward who plays fancy enough to disrupt the opponent's morale.
As soon as the game started, the ball was grabbed by the captain and center of the sophomore team. Soon after the start, they got off to a good start. The popularity of the Shuangxia combination was soaring that even the senior girls in the third year of high school switched sides and cheered for them.
"Xia Xiqing!!! Come on!! Xia Zhixu!!! Come on!!"
"Xia Xiqing!! I can do it!!"
"What can you do? He's also an omega!"
"I don't care!!! I just can!!"
"They are a good match~"
"The captain's wife is right there, the beta~"
Seeing the second-year team scoring points one after another, the tall and strong third-year students could no longer sit still and started to play street basketball. Not only did they rush forward directly, but they also played dirty tricks. With a fake move, they attracted the defending Xia Zhixu to jump up, and when the opponent finished shooting due to the time difference, Xia Zhixu bumped into him directly due to inertia and was called for a foul.
The forward in the senior year of high school was a disgusting alpha. Even the smell of his pheromones was the heather smell that Xia Xiqing hated the most. When he saw Xia Xiqing dribbling the ball, he rushed over. Originally, people thought he was going to steal the ball, but the opponent faked a fall and Xia Xiqing was also whistled by the referee.
The score gradually narrowed due to the opponent's dirty tricks. Xia Xiqing was panting heavily and was hit several times in a row. His arm was aching slightly.
"What kind of ball is an omega playing?"
The substitute on the bench for the senior team whistled obscenely, imitating the referee, "Go home and have babies."
Hearing this, Xia Xiqing turned around with a look of contempt.
"I can play, can you?"
"Waste." After saying that, he intercepted the opponent's long pass, broke into the opponent's penalty area with an extremely fast offensive speed, and dunked with one hand.
"Fuck this explosive power!"
"Ahhh Brother Xiqing, I can do it!!!"
"Oh my god, Xia Xiqing is so handsome! The most handsome omega in history!"
After landing on the ground, Xia Xiqing panted and pulled a handful of hair, then smiled and gave the middle finger to the bench. This dunk greatly boosted the morale of the second-year students and further aroused the anger of the third-year students.
The cheers outside were so passionate that Zhou Ziheng, who was sitting in the multimedia room on the third floor, could hear them. Although it was obviously very noisy and affected his performance, it made him work on the questions faster.
After all, he still wanted to see with his own eyes what Xia Xiqing looked like when playing basketball.
"Oh my god, class is finally over. I'm going to watch a game." Two girls passed by and one of them excitedly said, "The second-year students are playing against the third-year students. There are so many handsome guys in the second-year students. Do you know Xia Xiqing? He's super handsome. It's a pity that he's an omega."
"Just now I heard that Xia Xiqing was beaten badly down there."
"What?? How is that possible?"
Zhou Ziheng's current mood is actually the same as this girl's.
How can it be.
"The seniors play basketball very dirty, always using dirty tricks, and the referees are always whistling unfairly. Now it seems that they are deliberately hitting people. If they continue to play like this, they might get hurt."
"No way, I'm going to go cheer for Brother Xiqing..."
The two girls walked further and further away, and their voices gradually faded. Zhou Ziheng stared at his paper, with only one question left on the last big question.
His heart was pounding against his chest, as if he was trying to break free. Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath and tried to clear his mind. It was just playing basketball, and getting injured was common. Besides, what did it have to do with him, Zhou Ziheng
"Everyone calm down and check carefully after you finish writing." The teacher walked back and forth on the podium, "Don't make mistakes that shouldn't be made."
After finishing the last question with a pen in hand, Zhou Ziheng turned the paper over and started checking from the first question. The cheers outside the window were getting louder and louder. He heard Xia Xiqing's name from countless people, and the face in his mind became more and more concrete.
[If I lose today...]
That face spoke such vicious words to me.
If you lose.
A bird standing on the corridor railing outside the window suddenly flapped its wings and flew up to the center of the crowd. Xia Xiqing, who was holding the ball in the middle of the court, was sandwiched between two people. His neck became red due to the intense exercise, and his eyes looked back and forth, trying to find a suitable time to break through the defense. He stretched out his hand and pretended to pass the ball to the center. The two defensive players were about to intercept, but they found that his arms had swung and he had already brought the ball to the backboard.
The opponent's forward's eyes turned red when he saw Xia Xiqing rushing in. Xia Xiqing was about to make a layup, but when he stretched out his arms, he was hit hard on the back. The force was so strong that he almost fainted. He rushed straight to the basketball hoop and fell to the ground, with his knees and the front of his calves all scratched. The referee blew the whistle, and his teammates came forward to help him up. Xia Xiqing gritted his teeth and supported himself on the ground with his palms, but he still had a black vision in front of him and couldn't change his mind for a long time. The most terrifying thing was that he found that his ankle was sprained.
"Hold… "
"Let's change someone." Xia Zhixu was very decisive.
"Who should we change? Who should we change?" Xia Xiqing frowned, his emotions suddenly out of control, "Whoever we change will lose!"
Suddenly a calm voice came from the crowd.
"Who said that."
Following the sound, a tall figure appeared in my gradually clearing vision.
Zhou Ziheng…
Zhou Ziheng walked over from the crowd and unzipped his school uniform jacket, took it off and threw it in the red team's reserve area. Xu Qichen, who was sitting next to the reserve player, reacted quickly and threw a red team uniform to him. He stretched out his left hand to catch the jersey, grabbed the hem of the vest with his right hand, raised his hand and pulled it off with one hand.
Looking at the muscles involved in his movements, Xia Xiqing's heart skipped a beat.
Zhou Ziheng quickly put on his jersey and raised his hand to signal the referee to make a substitution. The injured Xia Xiqing was supported by Xu Qichen and left the court. When he passed by Zhou Ziheng, he heard someone speak.
"Although I really hope you're not done with me." Zhou Ziheng curled the corners of his mouth.
"But I told you you won't lose."
"I won't let you lose."
There was indeed something wrong with my heart.
Xia Xiqing lowered his head, and sweat dripped on Zhou Ziheng's long shadow on the ground.
He couldn't control it, and at the moment when hormones and pheromones collided violently, Xia Xiqing smelled the only smell of gunpowder.
The senior team never expected that there was such a talented substitute in the sophomore team. Even though they felt a little scared, they still had to put on a show, especially since he was an omega.
"Fuck, what the hell do omegas eat these days to grow taller than the other."
"What's wrong with being tall?" a defender standing on the opposite side was unconvinced. "When he's in heat, he has to lower his head if he's asked to?"
Zhou Ziheng's angular jaw slightly raised, the red sunset shining on his face. He held the ball in his right hand and tapped it on the ground again and again, "So what if I'm an omega?"
His tall stature and aggressive face invisibly condensed into an extremely strong aura.
"I'll beat you into submission just the same."
The whistle blew. Everyone joined the fight. Zhou Ziheng was extremely fast. He dribbled the ball into the penalty area before anyone could react. The opponent didn't even have time to defend.
"Return to defense! Quick!!"
Three-step layup.
Got in.
"That's right." Amid the cheers, Zhou Ziheng curled his lips and smiled, "I never bow my head."
Sitting on the bench waiting for the bandage, Xia Xiqing stared at Zhou Ziheng quietly. His height advantage almost dominated the entire court, and all the opponent's long passes were blocked, not to mention his strong physical strength and explosive power, which made it impossible for the opponent to stop him.
"Is this really an omega..."
"What kind of divine omegas are there in the second year of high school..."
"Fuck it, pin him to the ground and beat him."
The second half was more and more intense. As Xia Xiqing was injured and left the court, everyone in the senior team was angry and played harder and harder. The score gap widened under the leadership of the captain and Zhou Ziheng. There was not much time left. The opponent finally got the ball and prepared to break into the inside. Xia Zhixu rushed up to defend. Zhou Ziheng happened to come over, but he suddenly asked, "Zhixu, who hurt him?"
Xia Zhixu was stunned for a moment and was almost taken advantage of by the opponent to get into the inside, but fortunately Zhou Ziheng directly blocked the ball.
"12th."
"Understood." Zhou Ziheng turned around and dribbled the ball. No. 12 was defending the rebound in the opponent's inside line. He originally wanted to shoot a three-pointer directly, but when he saw No. 12 standing under the rebound, he simply changed his plan and went straight to the rebound.
Seeing him preparing for a layup, No. 12 jumped up and stretched out his hand to grab the rebound, but Zhou Ziheng only faked it, and his toes didn't even touch the ground. Instead, he threw the ball to another omega teammate who was also under the rebound. The teammate was also very smart and quickly caught the ball and rebounded. No. 12 couldn't control his body, and fell forward to the ground due to inertia.
“I can’t catch up in my senior year.”
"Don't you see? The senior team is now targeting number 12!"
"Awesome!! The Grade 2 team is awesome!"
In the last few minutes, Zhou Ziheng almost focused on No. 12, defending him and provoking him, making No. 12 almost crazy. When the game was about to end, the score was more than 20 points behind, and there was no way to catch up. The opponent struggled desperately, but the long pass was intercepted by Zhou Ziheng standing in the middle of the court. No. 12 was standing in front of him. Zhou Ziheng almost didn't jump, just stood straight with one hand raised high. No. 12 jumped on the spot, trying to snatch the ball from his hand.
The whistle sounded.
"The game is over. The sophomore team wins!"
Zhou Ziheng still maintained the posture before the end, took two steps backwards, held the ball with one hand, and slammed the ball towards the position where No. 12 was standing. The basketball bounced high, scaring No. 12 so much that he took several steps back.
"Boom-boom-boom..."
The basketball bounced lower and lower, and finally rolled away.
Zhou Ziheng glanced at them with contempt, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and left the court. He had not originally planned to celebrate with his teammates, but basketball manager Xu Qichen dragged him over and asked, "Let's take a photo together."
The injured Xia Xiqing was also dragged over by Xu Qichen. Xia Xiqing, who was not going to stand in the middle, jumped on the ground with his feet. Several older boys pushed and shoved him, almost knocking him down.
"Oh my god..."
Suddenly, a pair of hands supported his elbows from behind. Xia Xiqing turned around and saw Zhou Ziheng's face. It was strange that the hostility in him seemed to disappear in an instant. Xia Xiqing couldn't figure out why a person could change his aura so quickly. After supporting him steadily, Zhou Ziheng naturally stood beside him.
Xia Xiqing turned around and heard Zhou Ziheng speaking in a low voice beside him.
"Your taste is changing."
Xia Xiqing knew it without him reminding her.
"Look at the camera—"
Xia Xiqing pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing his signature hypocritical smile.
"The same to you."
After evening study, Xia Xiqing, whose leg was disabled, seemed to be stuck to the bench, unable to move. The classmates around him left one after another, and even Zhou Ziheng, who was slowly packing his schoolbag, was ready to leave.
"Hey." Xia Xiqing grabbed his arm, "Don't go."
Zhou Ziheng paused and looked at Xia Xiqing, "What are you going to do?"
Xia Xiqing always looks good when she smiles, and she said as if it was a matter of course, "Take me home."
"Why?" Zhou Ziheng asked seriously.
"No reason. Aren't you a good person?" Xia Xiqing clenched his fingers tightly. "Since you have helped me win the game, I will just send you off to the west."
After struggling for a long time, Zhou Ziheng finally compromised and rode his bicycle to take Xia Xiqing home. The wheels of the bicycle bumped over the uneven road, and Xia Xiqing felt his heart stumble again and again, his head was swaying and dizzy, and he thought the sweet vanilla smell on his body was particularly good.
I want to eat vanilla cake, Xia Xiqing thought as he grasped the lower edge of the seat.
No, ice cream.
Passing by a raised iron bar on the ground, Xia Xiqing suddenly bumped into it, knocking away all his previous thoughts. He was caught in the strong wind on the downhill road without any warning. The wind brought all the vanilla scent from Zhou Ziheng to Xia Xiqing in the back seat, so much that he was almost drowned by the sweetness.
No, he still wants Zhou Ziheng.
Following Xia Xiqing's instructions, Zhou Ziheng rode his bike into a quiet neighborhood and arrived downstairs of Unit 1. The street lights here seemed to be broken and it was very dark around.
"We're here." Zhou Ziheng stopped the car and put one foot on the ground.
"Oh." Xia Xiqing jumped off the car with one foot raised, turned his back to him and said thank you, then took two steps and stopped. The moonlight shone on his back, making him look like a faint halo.
Or maybe it was just Zhou Ziheng's illusion.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Ziheng saw that he didn't move, and then said, "Oh, you can't get up, right?" After saying that, he parked the car and said, "Let me help you get up."
He walked over and grabbed Xia Xiqing's arm, but failed to move him.
"Hello… "
The next second, Xia Xiqing turned around and kissed Zhou Ziheng.
The smell of tobacco on his body could no longer be covered up, and became stronger and stronger, with a hint of stubbornness that attracted the pheromones of gunpowder smell on Zhou Ziheng's body, and they became entangled with each other.
The smell was so strong, like a blazing fire or a bomb that would explode at any moment.
Amid the increasingly intense pheromones, Xia Xiqing tightly grasped the front of Zhou Ziheng's school uniform and used the tip of his tongue to pry open the other's teeth. The crazy thoughts in his mind drove and instigated him to kiss Zhou Ziheng without any rules.
Zhou Ziheng's first reaction to the sudden attack was to push him away, but he soon realized that Xia Xiqing was a wounded man. He was about to push him away when his hand stopped on Xia Xiqing's shoulder, grabbing his shoulder to separate him from himself.
Xia Xiqing was panting, his face pale in the moonlight, but he looked very good. The rose scent was too strong, sweet and lustful against the background of tobacco, and it made Zhou Ziheng's head hot. He saw Xia Xiqing slightly open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. He just turned around stubbornly and jumped slowly to the downstairs of the apartment building. The moonlight finally couldn't catch up with his footsteps, and he fell into darkness.
I want you.
He didn't say this out loud.
Don't you want me
He didn't say it out loud either.
The tip of his tongue seemed to be bitten, and a faint smell of blood filled his mouth. Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes, looked at the first step, and prepared to jump up. He really shouldn't be so cowardly, Xia Xiqing thought. But after a while, he thought again, he shouldn't do this at all.
Sighing silently, Xia Xiqing held onto the handrail of the stairs and was about to jump up, but was pulled back by a force. He was pulled into a warm embrace. The scent of vanilla, the impact of gunpowder, and the surging hormones of adolescence, all of which tightly encircled him and made him sink deeply into it.
Zhou Ziheng's arms were tightly around him, and Xia Xiqing's heart was beating rapidly, but he vaguely felt that the heart in the other body that was tightly pressed against him was beating even faster, as if it was crashing straight into him.
"I really want to mark you." Zhou Ziheng suddenly spoke.
Xia Xiqing's breathing stagnated. He got the answer to the question he didn't ask. He felt Zhou Ziheng's large hand holding the back of his neck, slowly rubbing the skin that could not be marked at all.
His voice was also slow and deep, and his warm breath sprayed on Xia Xiqing's ears. The smell of gunpowder became stronger. "I want to bite it, I want to open the reproductive cavity, and I want to tie a knot inside you."
The last sentence was said in a gentle and obscene way.
"Want to taint your rose scent."
Xia Xiqing sneered, "You're crazy. I'm not an omega."
Zhou Ziheng gently touched his neck, "From now on, you can be my omega only."
"Why shouldn't you do it..." Before he could finish his words, Xia Xiqing watched Zhou Ziheng lower his head, lean on his shoulder, hold his head, and bite the back of his neck.
"ah… "
The teeth pierced the skin, blood oozed out, and the scent of roses was so sweet that it made people dizzy. Although Zhou Ziheng knew better than anyone that he could not mark Xia Xiqing, and his pheromones could not enter Xia Xiqing's body, at the moment of biting open the back of the neck, he still felt the illusion of fusion, beyond physiology. It was as if the soul in his arms penetrated the flesh and melted into his soul perfectly.
Xia Xiqing thought that he would not feel anything more except pain. They were not a match made in heaven at all. They were tit-for-tat and natural rivals. But the moment he was pierced, he actually felt an overwhelming pleasure. The thick smoke emanating from Zhou Ziheng's body buried him in the ruins of desire. He felt like he had died once. Pain and joy poured down on him mercilessly, just like the rainstorm on the day he came, trapping him in the classroom and forcing him to meet Zhou Ziheng.
Xia Xiqing was still in a trance for a long time until his teeth loosened his skin. He was marked, as if he was really marked. The stiff spine, the trembling fingertips, and the pounding heart all belonged to Zhou Ziheng from now on.
Zhou Ziheng's chest rose and fell slightly. His lips were still stained with his own blood, which he licked clean with the tip of his tongue. He just lowered his head and looked at Xia Xiqing, silent.
Xia Xiqing's thoughts finally returned to his body from the great shock, and he looked up at Zhou Ziheng. To be honest, he didn't know what to say at this moment, because he finally understood his heart, so he was even more panicked.
"I like you."
He was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes fluttering in confusion. He actually didn't expect Zhou Ziheng to say this. But Zhou Ziheng said it, and he gently lowered his head and kissed the tip of his nose.
Xia Xiqing's Adam's apple rolled up and down. This kiss was too much.
His eyes looked away, uneasiness and restlessness surrounding him.
"You..." He took a deep breath and looked into Zhou Ziheng's deep eyes, "Didn't you say that you never bow your head?"
The tenderness in Zhou Ziheng's eyes was like falling rain, and it was about to fall into Xia Xiqing's heart.
"right."
"Except when I kiss you."
—End of Extra—
(Please read the post if possible~)
The author has something to say: to the cutest self-study girl in the world:
It's finally officially finished.
I know that most readers don't want to finish the story, but it's not realistic to keep writing, right? I would like to sincerely say thank you to every dear reader who has accompanied me through the serialization period. The emotional support and encouragement you have given me are beyond my ability to describe in simple words and are too precious to me.
My original intention in writing this article was to focus on the impact of one’s family of origin on people, because it has a great impact on me. Of course, I may not have fully expressed my original intention, but the starting point of the two protagonists’ settings is derived from this. Of course, the two protagonists are not so realistic, even too Su, but in any case, the difference in their personalities is largely due to their different families of origin. In fact, I think many readers have talked more completely about the two protagonists than I have, so I will just start from the family.
Zhou Ziheng's character is perfect, or to put it bluntly, it's like what some people say, Jack Su. I actually don't want to write a perfect character, because it's hard to write well, it's easy to be untenable or too papery, but in order to contrast with Xia Xiqing, I decided to write such a character. Most of his goodness comes from the fact that he has a very ideal family. In order to make all his settings stand out, I spent a lot of time and effort on his brain, professionalism, acting talent, and most importantly, personality. I hope he is at least a round character, even though it's not so realistic. I actually saw someone say that Zhou Ziheng's way of speaking is very fake, and there is no such boy in reality. In fact, there is, our senior in the laboratory speaks like this, haha
As for Xia Xiqing, he is too controversial. It can be said that he is a man who has grown up in many people's pain points. I am a mother author who can't accept people scolding my characters, so the more I write, the more I have to clear mines, for fear that everyone will come in and scold him. If there really is a star like Xia Xiqing, he must be half fan and half hater, and it will be a bloody storm. Some people may think it is ridiculous and think that his experience is too exaggerated, but we must know that at this moment, there are still countless children in the world who are suffering from domestic violence and even losing their lives. This is a cruel reality that cannot be diverted or changed for your ignorance.
I also saw someone say that avoidant personality is not worthy of love. At that time, I felt that I had failed and failed to convey to this reader what I wanted to express - everyone deserves love. No matter if you are avoidant attachment type, depressed, bipolar, no matter how different you are from the so-called "normal people", you deserve to be loved.
Of course, I have also seen many critical voices, and I will definitely work harder in my writing style and strive to make continuous progress. These two protagonists seem unrealistic to many people, but in my heart they are alive and well. In the later stages of writing, I am like a recorder rather than a creator. They are experiencing their own stories, and I am just recording them.
Then there are the physical books that many readers mentioned, and some readers helped me contact the publisher. I am actually a very unconfident person, and I always do things with the lowest expectations. In addition, I am a newcomer, and this article is not very famous. I always thought that no one would buy it, so I kept dragging my feet and didn't submit it. If you want it, you can leave a message and I will take a look. If there are many, I will submit it. It is estimated that it will be North American Simplified or Taiwanese Traditional (of course, others may not be willing to buy my copyright hhh). If there are readers who know about this, you are also welcome to contact me on Weibo. I am very grateful. Thank you all for your hard work and confidence.
I will post some extra chapters of the self-study CP on Weibo from time to time (maybe every half month?), and the self-study girl will never admit defeat! Self-study will never end~ They will live happily in some parallel universe, thank you for liking them. (I actually shed tears again when writing this, I am so impressed by myself)
If possible, I really hope that everyone can support my new article pre-collection - "Everyone is not human except me". You can see it by clicking on the column. Experience and lessons have taught me that pre-collection is really important. I will definitely make progress in the next one! The opening time should be before the summer vacation. Oh, by the way, I will do a lottery for the completion of the article on Weibo (稚楚zc) in the next two days. Everyone is welcome to participate! By the way, I also hope that everyone can give this article a score after the completion. If you like my article, I also hope that everyone can collect the author by the way. Thank you~pen refill~
I like to express my ideas through words, because I think since I have written it, I might as well use words as a medium to communicate with readers. Whether it is the beauty of the fusion of science and art, the definition of normal scope, or the influence of the original family, I hope to convey it. But what I want to express most in this article is not these. I hope that everyone can sigh like Xi Qing in the end, it is great to be alive. As long as you live long enough, you will definitely meet someone who was born to love you.
everyone was born loved.
I hope to meet you in the next article.
Chuchu who talks too much nonsense