Wei Heping held a can of Wangzai milk and sat on a bench beside the basketball court under an umbrella.
It's raining today. Up to now, after school in the afternoon, it is still raining lightly. The red and green plastic on the floor of the outdoor basketball court has been soaked to a dark color.
It was raining and it got dark very early. Before six o'clock, it was already half dark.
The basketball court was empty, only Wei Heping and Jiang Huai were there.
With a hook from Jianghuai's wrist, the basketball dropped from his hand and hit the center of the basket. With a "bang", it hit the ground and bounced back into Jianghuai's hands.
The front and back of the school uniform shirt on his body was drenched through, and the ends of his braided hair were wet and stuck to his shoulders. The rain slowly trickled down to my chin and across my Adam's apple.
Jiang Huai held the ball with one hand, took out his phone from his pocket and checked the time, it was five fifty-nine. He walked towards Wei Heping: "Let's go, stop fighting, it's six o'clock."
Jianghuai casually threw the ball far away into the ball basket, and Wei Heping threw him a can of Wangzai: "Jianghuai, do you really want to participate in next week's knockout round?"
Jiang Huai caught it, unhooked the pull ring, raised his head and drank half a can. "Let's see, not necessarily."
Jiang Huai said that, except for exams, he does not participate in any sports group activities at school.
But in the past few days, Jianghuai came to the basketball court to practice basketball every day.
Apart from Jianghuai wanting to participate in next week's basketball knockout round, Wei Heping couldn't find any other explanation.
As long as Jianghuai wanted to play, he would definitely have no problem playing. The basketball game is said to recruit 12 people, 5 main players, and 7 substitutes... But in fact, it would be good to recruit all the main players. There are only a few players in the school basketball team, and when ordinary students play games, they just peck at each other. In the case where everyone's food is not divided into each other, practice cooperation, and in the case of the participation of the strong with the whole field, everything is based on the strong.
But the question is, why did Jianghuai suddenly want to participate in the basketball game
Wei Heping said: "Don't be sure, if you want to sign up, our class must be stable."
After going to high school...or, after the second semester of the third year of junior high school, Wei Heping basically never saw Jiang Huai play basketball.
But I met before the second semester of the third year of junior high school.
The thief is fucking awesome.
Jianghuai's phrase "do not participate in any group sports activities" was said in the second semester of the third year of junior high school. Wei Heping once thought it was to commemorate the old Qin who went abroad. With high mountains and flowing water, golfers are hard to find.
But later Wei Heping found out that he was thinking too much, simply because Alpha and Omega began to develop pheromone glands around the age of 16, and Jiang Huai didn't want to smell any Alpha's pheromones except him.
Jiang Huai lifted the hem of his shirt and wiped the rain from his face: "It's okay if I don't participate, Zhao Tianqing is a basketball student." He said, "Besides, it's just a game of pecking each other. Whether I can advance is none of my business."
Wei Heping: "Brother Huai, where is your collective honor?"
"No."
Wei Heping: "... If not, then why do you come to play basketball every day?"
"Skipping class last week, Bo Jian told Lin Fei that I went out to practice basketball with him." Jiang Huai paused: "He said I was the main player in the basketball game."
Wei Heping: "..."
Jiang Huai also drank the remaining half can of Wangzai milk, and threw the tin can into the trash can with a bang. He picked up the folding umbrella on the ground and opened it, expressionless: "Go back to the dormitory first, I'll go to the classroom."
It was mostly dark.
Recently, the season changed and the temperature dropped. Ah Cai was recruited. He was at home with a cold and took two days off. So Jiang Huai didn't have to go to Mingcheng Primary School to pick her up today.
It had been more than half an hour since school ended, and the corridors of Xueli Building were empty, except for a few overhead lights that cast a few circles of light on the floor. There is only the sound of Jianghuai walking in a corridor.
Jiang Huai pushed open the back door, but saw that the back table was still there.
Bo Jian stood by the desk, packing things in a leisurely manner.
He tilted his head: "Why are you back?"
Jiang Huai said, "You haven't left yet?"
They each answered:
"En." Jiang Huai responded.
"Not leaving." Bo Jian said.
Jiang Huai went to the table and dragged his schoolbag out, and the back desk smiled lightly: "I thought you didn't bring your schoolbag home today."
The classroom lights were turned off and the curtains were not drawn. It was dark and the light was dim.
Jiang Huai bent down to look for a book, Bo Jian saw that his entire shirt was almost soaked. It's almost October, it's raining again, and it's a little bit cold. The shirt was wet and stuck to him, and even the thin bulging spines were clearly visible.
Bo Jian asked, "Did you not bring an umbrella?"
"Bring it." The head of the front desk did not return.
"Then are you cold?"
"not cold."
"Should I turn on the light?"
Jiang Huai finally had a meal. But it wasn't because of Bo Jian, it was because it was too dark, he couldn't see clearly whether it was a biology exercise book or a chemistry exercise book he pulled out.
Jiang Huai doesn't do homework, but he fills two books in his schoolbag every time after school. Because the schoolbag doesn't look good when it's deflated.
Jianghuai: "Go ahead."
"click". The last lamp in the classroom was turned on.
Lines in the dark become clear.
Bo Jian saw the pale earlobes on the front table. His hair was also wet. Bo Jian asked: "Did you go out to get wet?"
Jiang Huai turned his head, narrowed his eyes and glanced at Bo Jian: "Didn't you make up in front of Lin Fei that I would participate in a basketball game next week?"
"Did you go out to play?"
"Yes." Jiang Huai said.
Bo Jian and Jiang Huai were separated by a desk. Bo Jian looked at Jiang Huai. The summer school uniform jacket of No. 2 Middle School is a thin white shirt. Many, or most girls and Omega, will wear a short T or vest under the shirt.
But Jianghuai never seemed to have the consciousness that he is an Omega.
It's okay when it's dry, but it's a little bit worse when it's wet.
Bo gradually lowered his eyelashes: "Are you going to the basketball game next week?"
Jiang Huai didn't speak, turned sideways to Bo Jian, weighed the three or four books he picked out, and stuffed them into his schoolbag.
The slender fingers were lightly clasped on the desk surface.
Bo Jian slightly raised his eyes, and said in a very soft voice, "Then you have thought about...do you want to borrow my pheromone?"
Jiang Huai turned his head and looked over.
Bo Jian looked at him. Bo Jian's demeanor is gentle, without any hint of intention.
Jiang Huai turned around: "No need."
"Is it okay to be found without pheromone?" Bo Jian asked.
Jiang Huai picked up his schoolbag and finally stood facing Bo Jian. He asked: "Being found that I don't have pheromones, or being found that I have your pheromones, Chairman, which one do you think I should choose?"
Bo Jian smiled slightly: "But no one has smelled my pheromone except you."
Jiang Huai frowned.
Bo Jian said: "For a adolescent Alpha, it is understandable to accidentally let others smell his pheromone, but it is always impolite behavior."
Jiang Huai: "So are you talking about yourself?"
Bo Jian's expression remained unchanged, he didn't finish what he wanted to say: "So I will try to avoid close contact with my classmates." He glanced at Jiang Huai, "But the few times you smelled my pheromone, You took the initiative. It falls into the category of avoiding failure."
JAC: "..."
"It's already failed anyway." Bo Jian said, "It doesn't matter if you continue. Helping you is also helping me." He looked down at Jiang Huai, the school uniform on his body was neat even the folded collar, his expression was full But with a little casualness: "A good student can't be called to the office for lying again and again."
"I would be ashamed," he said.
When he didn't know Bo Jian before, Jiang Huai's impression of Bo Jian was that he was true, kind and beautiful, great and upright, all-round development, a good boy with a potential stock, and his own holy light buff.
Looking at it now, it's really fucking fart.
Jiang Huai asked with a half-smile: "Is that so? I can't tell."
"I'm a reserved person." Bo Jian said.
"..."
Bo Jian hooked his fingers on the zipper: "Do you want to try it?"
"try what?"
Bo Jian: "Lend me my pheromone."
Jiang Huai frowned: "Wear your school uniform?"
Bo Jian pulled down the zipper of the jacket, hooked it to the crook of his fingers, and handed it over.
Jiang Huai didn't answer: "I'm wet."
"I know." Bo Jian said.
It was getting dark, and the cold wind poured in from the back door. Still a bit chilly, especially with rain-soaked clothes on. Jiang Huai went to close the back door and picked up Bo Jian's school uniform.
With a bit of unavoidable warm body temperature. Jiang Huai lowered his head and sniffed.
Like mint leaves buried in fresh snow. Very light.
Bo Jian lowered his eyelids, staring at Jiang Huai who was sniffing his school uniform.
Jiang Huai's consciousness of being an Omega is so weak... Every time he makes a request, Jiang Huai agrees, and putting it on someone else is an extremely bizarre thing. JAC seems to have lost the advice and education it should receive as an Omega in the past ten years.
There won't be any Omega that receives pheromones from an Alpha that isn't a lover.
He took advantage of this despicably.
Jiang Huai put on Bo Jian's school uniform.
Jiang Huai's jaw was tense and he didn't speak for a few seconds. Bo Jian's pheromone is cold, but the school uniform is hot. Jiang Huai's skin is frozen outdoors so Jiang Huai can't ignore it. The body temperature on the school uniform is another person's. It is gradual. Pheromone is also another person's, and it is gradual.
Very bad feeling.
Except that he didn't meet Bao Jian, it was almost the same as hugging.
Jiang Huai frowned more and more tightly.
But Bo Jian seemed to be able to read minds, and asked softly, "Would you like to try hugging?"
Jiang Huai raised his eyes.
"The pheromone concentration will not be too high, you should be able to bear it." Bo Jian said, "It's much more effective than borrowing your clothes."
Jiang Huai stared at him, and Bo Jian said without any emotion, as if he was doing business: "I will tell you when I can smell my own pheromone on you."
Jianghuai thought of the diffusion movement of gas molecules.
He sneered: "Then what do you mean, if I play basketball next week, I will go down and give you a hug after I play basketball for a few minutes?"
Bo Jian lowered his eyes and said, "There are more convenient and more efficient ones." He paused, "But it's not suitable."
Jiang Huai's complexion is not very good. He's not an idiot, of course he knows there are other things. Kissing, nape markings, getting into bed... all far more efficient than this.
Kissing and sex are out of the question, the nape of the neck marks…
In fact, the behavior of an Alpha leaving pheromone on an Omega itself is a mark.
Only the nape of the neck is marked to the gland.
Jiang Huai squinted at Bo Jian.
Bo Jian didn't speak.
Jiang Huai never thought that biting his neck could do anything, but leaving a tooth mark could do anything. It's just that he doesn't like Alpha's pheromones, and he doesn't like others leaving pheromones on him.
It's like marking a dog peeing. He's not a telegraph pole.
So Lao Qin Chusan wanted to help mark him, but he refused.
Jiang Huai took off Bo Jian's school uniform again. He unbuttoned two shirts from the top, looked at Bao Jian: "Then try it?"
Bo Jian stared at him, his Adam's apple moved slightly: "Try what?"
Same dialogue, roles reversed. But obviously they all know it well.
Jiang Huai pulled his collar a little rudely, revealing a short shoulder under his neck, and the shadow of his collarbone fell deeply. He didn't like the term "mark," saying, "Bite me."
"If you can't smell your own pheromone on me after biting it," Jiang Huai said, "then forget about it. What's the matter with love. Do you understand?"
Bo Jian looked at him: "Jiang Huai, are you sure?"
Jiang Huai licked his teeth: "Why, bite me, do you need me to say it twice?"
Bo Jian chuckled softly: "Jiang Huai, this is a temporary mark, not a bite." His eyes stopped on Jiang Huai's shoulder and neck. The shirt was soaked through, and two buttons were unbuttoned, exposing the entire neck. Under the cold light tube, it was so white that it almost melted.
He lowered his eyelids again, and said something extremely cunning: "This is what an Alpha can only do to an Omega."
It's what an Alpha does to his Omega talents.
Bo Jian asked: "Do you know?"
"I know." Jiang Huai smiled without a smile, walked up to Bo Jian, and looked at him: "Chairman, the definition of marks is in the primary school general education textbook. If you talk so much nonsense, you might as well go find it." Lin Fei writes a self-criticism, this kind of thing is familiar the second time, with this experience, next time you commit a crime again, you won't... "
Bo Jian leaned down and sniffed Jiang Huai's neck. Very close, the breath sprinkled on Jiang Huai's torn collar.
Jiang Huai suddenly closed his mouth.
He stepped back, and Bo Jian grabbed his wrist: "Don't go."
"Didn't leave." Jiang Huai's brows slowly creased into a crease, which became deeper and deeper, and he pulled his hand out of Bo Jian's hand, "I, are you... here?"
Bo Jian tightened his wrist, not letting him pull it away. He straightened up: "Not here. The classroom is monitored."
Only then did Jiang Huai remember that there is a fucking camera in the classroom: "Fuck me?"
Then go to the men's room
Jiang Huai wanted to ask, but before he opened his mouth, Bo Jian took him by the wrist and walked forward: "Come with me. The bookcase in front is a blind spot for the camera."
"... you are quite skilled?"
What Jiang Huai said is that you are quite skilled at hiding from cameras.
But Bo Jian turned his head: "I didn't tag anyone else. I saw it when the student union checked the monitoring."
Jiang Huai was taken aback: "... oh."
Jiang Huai walked to the side of the bookcase and pushed it: "Do you want to push it away?"
"No need." Bo Jian glanced at the glass door of the bookcase, "You... just stand here."
Bo Jian raised his hand and smoothed the folds of Jiang Huai's collar: "Turn your back. Hold on to the bookcase."
Jiang Huai looked down and couldn't see Bo Jian. He could only see the shadow reflected on the ground. The shadow behind him slowly approached and overlapped with him. Bo Jian didn't touch him, but put his arms on his sides and pressed on the door of the bookcase.
Touch the back of his neck with breath.
Jiang Huai had never felt that the back of his neck was so sensitive. It seems that even breathing will cause a layer of fine goosebumps.
"It might hurt a little."
Jiang Huai did not speak. It was Bo Jian who said, "Be patient."
Bo Jian rubbed the back of Jiang Huai's neck, and lifted Jiang Huai's braid. Jiang Huai didn't speak, and from the reflection of the glass door of the bookcase, Bo Jian saw that Jiang Huai's face was also expressionless. Even the back of his head had indifference written all over it.
Close to Jiang Huai, the cold moisture from Jiang Huai's body passed to him. Looking from top to bottom, the waistline of the tight-fitting shirt narrows more and more. Jiang Huai just stood there with his hands hanging by his side, neither supporting the bookcase nor touching him, as if he came to stand for punishment.
Bo Jian leaned slightly, but his eyes stopped on Jiang Huai's face in the reflection.
Lips touch skin.
Jiang Huai suddenly raised his hand to support the cabinet door: "Fuck..."
The rest of the sound was indistinct, suppressed tightly in his throat.
It's not painful.
Almost instantly, the pheromone that is cold and mind-boggling surges out, as cold as snow in the night, but it makes people feel hot all over, like a sharp knife, pressing down on him and occupying him. Let him be filled, filled...and longing deeper.
Jiang Huai's knees were so weak that he almost knelt on the ground.
Alpha's attraction to him is natural. Jianghuai has lived for seventeen years, and for the first time he is so clearly and shamefully aware of this problem.
Bo Jian lowered his eyes and saw that the tip of Jiang Huai's ear was slowly turning red.
He let go slightly: "Does it hurt?"
Jianghuai did not answer.
Bo Jian's eyes fell on the small spot that was bitten by him. Reddened and oozing a few pitiful drops of blood. He lowered his head and licked off the few drops of blood. He wanted to pinch Jiang Huai's ear, but his hand didn't move. Bo Jian only said, "It's almost done. Be good."
"… roll."
Jiang Huai showed no expression and buttoned up his shirt.
After the mark was over, Bo Jian didn't speak, neither did Jiang Huai.
Bo Jian looked at Jiang Huai: "I seemed to smell yours just now..."
Jiang Huai put on his schoolbag and opened the classroom window. The second class is on the first floor, and Jiang Huai flipped out with one hand: "There is no next time. Let's go first."
"..."
The author has something to say: Chairman: Throw away after use
As long as I'm strong enough, my boyfriend can't catch up with me.
Jianghuai finally paid the price for his strong belief.