Jianghuai's Adam's apple rolled slightly.
That's not what he wanted to say. What he wanted to say was, are you trying to seduce me on purpose? But he couldn't say it.
If it's not, if it's because he's self-indulgent, Bo Jian didn't think about it at all. If he asks such a question, it's second to lose face. If Bo Jian finds him sitting here, thinking about himself all the time...
Jiang Huai didn't speak any more.
Bo Jian lowered his eyes, looked at Jiang Huai's hand on the back of his hand, and turned to Jiang Huai's ear: "Are you Alpha?"
Being so close, the exhalation of the words was drilled into Jianghuai's ears, and it was hot and itchy.
Jiang Huai frowned, and distanced himself: "I mean," he turned his head, "are you treating yourself as a fake Omega?"
Jiang Huai withdrew his hand.
Bo Jian turned his gaze to Jiang Huai, and he smiled slightly: "Fake Omega and fake Alpha, Jiang Huai, do you mean that I match you well?"
JAC: "..."
"You think too much, I don't mean that." He said stiffly.
Of course you didn't mean that, Bo Jian thought with a chuckle, Wood.
He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then you think I look like an Omega?"
Jianghuai: "Almost."
Bo Jian raised the corners of his lips and asked again: "Jiang Huai, do you know what a real Omega looks like?"
Jianghuai: "... I don't know."
This sentence seems to be a pun, as if mocking him.
But Bo Jian said slowly, "It's okay, I don't know either." He turned sideways, picked up the chocolate box on the desk, the brown and black wooden box made Bo Jian's white hands look extraordinarily white, and he slowly unwrapped the package layer by layer , pushing the caramel-colored chocolate into his mouth with his fingertips. Jiang Huai kept staring at him. Bo Jian bit it lightly, looked down at Jiang Huai: "Can you teach me slowly in the future?"
Overly sweet caramel flavor mixed with slightly bitter chocolate.
Bo Jian pushed the box over: "Do you want to eat?"
Jianghuai: "Don't eat."
"The strong don't eat sugar?"
Now that Jiang Huai heard the word "strong man" echoed, he thought of "Jiang Huai Huai". His lips were tightly lined, and he didn't look at the box of chocolates: "I don't like sweet things."
"I like it." Bo Jian said.
"Oh."
"..."
Bo Jian had already pulled out the surveillance file, Jiang Huai took over the mouse and clicked a section to enter. The monitoring is fairly clear, and it can be seen that it is a school monitoring, but nothing special can be seen.
He didn't look up: "What you like is your freedom, but don't bother me."
"Jiang Huai, what do you think I like?" Bo Jian laughed in a low voice.
"Possessed."
"… Is it?"
Jiang Huai glanced at him: "Chairman, I can't satisfy your demand."
Bo Jian lowered his eyes: "If you don't try, how will you know?"
He gently put his hand on the back of Jiang Huai's hand, bent his fingers, and poked into Jiang Huai's fingers. The belly of the finger tickled in the palm of Jiang Huai's sweaty palm for a long time.
Jiang Huai turned his head abruptly.
Bo Jian's thumb strokes Jiang Huai's chin, which is very close to the lower lip. Jiang Huai suddenly got goosebumps: "Get out, I'm not interested in being with you..."
"Possession is something grown-ups do." Bo Jian looked at Jiang Huai, his light-colored pupils were like pools of water with sunlight, "Kids, do you want to kiss?"
Jiang Huai stopped abruptly, and slowly, he stared at Bo Jian and said, "I don't like this kind of joke."
Bo Jian didn't want to shamelessly use the convenience of pheromones.
He wanted Jiang Huai to agree soberly, to realize clearly that he couldn't help himself... although the process would take a little longer.
It is so long that it may occasionally require the convenience of pheromones.
"click".
Bo Jian bent down, and turned off the waste monitoring segment that Jiang Huai had just opened. He called up another few surveillance records, with a relaxed expression: "I know it's a joke, don't be nervous...Did I pretend to be like it just now?"
"like what?"
Bo Jian tilted his head: "Is it like the Alpha you think?"
"Like a fart." Jiang Huai snorted lightly.
"Oh." Bo Jian raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Huai's head, "Then I will continue to work hard."
Jiang Huai turned his gaze to the computer screen, and removed Bo Jian's hand pinching his braid without expression.
Bo Jian clicked play.
Playing from the beginning, it was in the corridor of the teaching building. There was no one in the corridor, so I couldn't tell which school it was... The class sign next to it was marked "Senior Grade 28", and the time in the lower right corner was half past twelve, and school was over.
In two or three seconds, a girl in a red and white school uniform entered the surveillance system and stopped by the window in the corridor facing the eighth class.
This is No. 4 Middle School, the No. 2 teaching building of No. 4 Middle School.
Jiang Huai clenched his hands tightly.
The girl looked around for a while, but she didn't seem to see anyone, so she stood by the window and didn't move. She is waiting for someone. The girls have short hair and chin-length student heads, not permed or dyed, and neatly dressed in school uniforms, including loose sportswear and school trousers. The monitoring quality is very good, and it can be roughly seen that the girl's face is delicate and quiet.
Bo Jian seemed to have watched the surveillance a long time ago, so he fast forwarded three or four minutes.
Song Joon came out. Song Jun was alone, with his school uniform jacket open and a pair of ripped jeans, looking thin and frail. He chatted with the girl by the window for a few minutes, and Song Jun left with his arms around the girl intimately, like a good sister.
The next few videos are nothing more than Song Jun Song Jun Song Jun.
Song Jun and this girl.
Every time after school, every time the girls come alone, and Song Jun also comes alone.
Jiang Huai remained motionless.
Bo Jian said, "Yuan Pei'ai is in the same class as Song Jun."
Jiang Huai raised his eyes: "How did you find out? When did you find out?"
Very simple logic. For Song Jun, the easiest target is the female Omega who has a cowardly personality, average family conditions, and few friends. The surveillance was placed here, and Song Jun obviously had frequent contacts with this girl... But what Bo Jian learned was that Song Jun's classmates said that Song Jun had nothing to do with Yuan Pei'ai.
For one of the best "good students", everything is very convenient. The chairman, vice-chairman, and even the ministers of the student union of No. 4 Middle School all know Bo Jian.
The corners of Bao Jian's lips curved slightly: "Guess."
JAC: "..."
Bo Jian took out an A4 paper from the folder and handed it over: "Yuan Peiai's student information."
Jiang Huai took it. A photo of a girl's student ID card was printed on the paper... Underneath were the name, gender, female, Omega, date of birth, past exam results, and parents' work and phone numbers.
Yuan Pei'ai is good at studying, but not top-notch.
The work column of Yuan Peiai's parents only filled in "company employees".
Jiang Huai's hands and feet suddenly felt cold.
He did one thing wrong. It's something he never thought he'd missed...but now he realizes he was wrong.
Leaving the trash outside will only cause more serious consequences.
Ni Li will not be the only victim. He is playing for the tiger.
Jiang Huai looked up: "Have you contacted her?"
"Um."
Jiang Huai did not speak.
Bo Jian lowered his head, looked at him, and said slowly: "Yuan Pei'ai said...she thinks Song Jun is a very good person, Song Jun would treat her to dinner, ask her out shopping, and told her about what happened in No. 2 Middle School... Yuan Pei'ai felt that Song Jun was very pitiful."
Blue veins stretched out on the back of Jiang Huai's hands.
Bo Jian continued: "Yuan Pei'ai said that next weekend, Song Jun asked her to go out to sing KTV together."
"KTV is indeed much more convenient than the school activity room." Bo Jian commented impersonally.
Jiang Huai was silent for a long time. After a long time, he raised his face and asked, "Call the police?"
"Calling the police now is to scare the snake away." Bo Jian smiled slightly, "Song Jun hasn't done anything yet, unless you hand in the recording in your hand, even calling the police is useless."
Jiang Huai opened the corner of his mouth, but he didn't smile: "So Ni Li and Yuan Pei'ai must throw away one, right?"
Jiang Huai doesn't like to spend too much time talking with Bo Jian.
He was annoyed to argue with people like Bo Jian. Rational and dogmatic, Bo Jian doesn't care who is "thrown away", he only cares about the result, whether the final result is the optimal solution.
This is like the classic problem of "a train track failure, there is a child on the spare track, should I give up the life of the child, or the lives of all the passengers on the train", Bo Jian will choose the best solution without hesitation.
But for him, no matter who he chooses to give up, it is a kind of guilt that drives people crazy. He made life decisions for others, which he did not have the right to do.
Bo Jian sighed softly and said, "Or throw away the third person who hasn't appeared yet, the fourth person... until someone is willing to sacrifice himself."
Jiang Huai suddenly couldn't breathe for a moment.
He looks down.
Bo Jian simply tidied up the papers and computer, and said, "Actually..."
"Thank you." Jiang Huai said.
"Um?"
"It's very troublesome to collect these materials... Thank you." Jiang Huai said again. He didn't look up, leaned on the back of the chair, and said without expression, "I'll hand in the recording, and I'll contact Ni Li... Even if she doesn't like it, she can't wait for the other person to be fucked by garbage." Call the police, what's the difference between this and an accomplice?"
Bo Jian looked at Jiang Huai, he wanted to pinch Jiang Huai's braid.
He squatted down and looked at Jiang Huai: "Actually, we can call the police in advance and let the police sit on the sidelines... As long as Song Jun crosses the line, he can take Song Jun away directly."
Jianghuai raised his head.
Bo Jian said: "If you can ensure that Song Jun stays in the detention center, you don't have to worry about him sending out irrelevant photos of Ni Li. When he is arrested, you can hand in the recording and ask Ni Li to testify A confession... Until Song Jun is released after serving his sentence, he will not be able to leave the court, prison, and detention center."
"As for the photos," Bo Jian said, "deleting the photos can be handled by the police."
JAC: "..."
"Can it still be like this?" Jiang Huai asked after a long time.
"Um."
"Can you call the police in advance for an obscenity case that didn't happen, and let the police guard it?"
Chairman Bo paused, did not say "rich", but said: "Go through the back door."
JAC: "..."
The logic is complete and convincing.
After a long silence, Jiang Huai frowned and looked at Bo Jian: "Then how can I thank you?"
"You don't need to thank me." Bo Jian said softly, "This matter has nothing to do with you in the first place. I'm not helping you. I'm helping Omega who was molested by Song Jun."
Jiang Huai muffled: "Oh."
"But if you insist on thanking me," Chairman Bo said, "I won't stop you...how do you want to repay me?"
Jiang Huai looked up: "?"
Bo Jian: "How about coming to my house every week to do homework?"
"roll."
Bo Jian: "If you don't want to do homework, you can come to my house to do other things."
"I don't want to do my homework, and I don't want to come to your house."
Bo Jian squatted for a long time, got up slightly, rubbed his wrists and said, "Jiang Huai, can you..."
"Tuk-tuk-"
knocking.
Bo Jian didn't respond, but Jiang Huai reacted a lot, and suddenly covered Bo Jian's mouth. Bo Jian was about to stand up, but was suddenly pulled down by Jiang Huai. He was unsteady for a while, and the chair slid on the ground with a harsh "crack" and fell to the ground with a "clang".
Bo Jian sat on the cold marble floor with his legs bent. Jiang Huai knelt between his legs, still covering Bo Jian's mouth.
eye contact.
It's not a very intimate action, just a little ambiguous.
Jiang Huai curled his fingers unnaturally, and asked in a low voice, "Is someone from your family back?"
Bo Jian's voice was also very low. When he spoke, his lips rubbed against Jiang Huai's palm, with the heat of his breath. Jiang Huai withdrew his hand. "What are you afraid of?"
There was another knock on the door.
Jiang Huai got up and wanted to walk over.
Sitting on the ground, Bo Jian grabbed his wrist: "The door is locked, I can't get in, and the sound insulation of my room door is also very good... It should be my mother came back."
Jiang Huai turned his head: "...don't you say your parents are not at home?"
Bo Jian raised his face: "You weren't there when you came, but now you're back." His eyelashes trembled, "My mother doesn't like me bringing people home. My mother is very fierce."
JAC: "..."
"Then what?" he asked.
"Or," Bo Jian said softly, "you can sleep in my room tonight."
The author has something to say: Chairman: An invitation to bed ●°v°●
Jianghuai: Refused.