Chapter 24 Then Teach Me

Lin Yao had never held hands with anyone before, let alone interlocked his fingers like this.

His fingers were stiff, and he could clearly feel the temperature of his palm and the strength of his fingers.

Both boys had very high body temperatures, Xie Xingchen's even higher, so high that he could hardly breathe.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a low voice.

The other person didn't say anything, nor did they let go of his hand.

In fact, ever since the temporary mark was placed, Xie Xingchen has exuded a repressed sense of aggression. However, he still speaks gently, making people feel that he is so refined that nothing out of line will happen.

But that's clearly not the case.

Even without experience, Lin Yao could feel a slight loss of control from the force with which he bit the gland when he marked it; he wasn't as calm as he appeared on the surface.

"Why do you look so nervous? Are you feeling unwell?" Xie Xingchen asked gently first.

If you're not holding your hand under the tablecloth.

"No." Lin Yao curled his fingers slightly. "Everything is fine."

It's really no big deal, just holding hands. Once I've repaid the favor, I won't feel guilty anymore.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Damn, is it really appropriate for two straight men to hold hands like that?

Although he differentiated into an Omega, Lin Yao still retained the mindset of a straight Alpha, always feeling that this was no different from being gay, and instantly got goosebumps all over his body.

Just as she tried to pull her hand away, Xie Xingchen gripped it tightly.

"Why aren't you two eating?" Jiang Qiran asked, picking up a piece of pork rib for each of them as they didn't move. "Aren't you tired after playing all day?"

With Xie Xingchen holding his left hand, Lin Yao could only use his right hand to pick up chopsticks and put them in his mouth, chewing them hastily.

The movements were very awkward.

After eating a couple of bites, my hand went numb, so I could only say against my will, "I'm full."

I don't understand how those couples who hold hands all day and then hug and kiss in front of the dorm manage to get by.

Lin Yaosheng thought with despair.

There was a moment of silence at the table as everyone ate their own food, and soon their plates were empty.

Xie Yunhuai glanced at his phone for a moment, then flipped the screen over and shared, "Your match footage from today has been edited out."

The scene shows Xie Xingchen opening his arms, only to be thrown to the ground by Lin Yao with his back to the ground. The slow motion, the eye contact, and the accompanying poignant background music create a strong sense of destiny.

The title is incredibly poetic.

【Ah Yao, look up at me.】

To embrace you for even a fleeting moment is enough to make this life complete.

It's still a tragic ending story about unrequited love, how absurd.

Xie Xingchen took a look and was very satisfied with the post-production and copywriting: "Who is the content creator? He has great taste. I've decided to give him a reward of 20,000 yuan."

Lin Yao didn't understand how the two of them had anything to do with this plot: "...What kind of 'painful literature' is this?"

Students these days don't get enough summer homework, so they're too idle.

"The number of views is really high! Starry Night, this CP name is in the same style as a Nikki game I played back in the old days," Jiang Qiran said.

Hearing this, Xie Xingchen was satisfied again: "Nice name, and it even knows to put me first. Give me another 20,000."

Lin Yao thought he was out of his mind: "Are you burning money?"

"I'm just respecting the original creator's work." Xie Xingchen read out the editor's name, "Little Sweet Pear, from our school's Omega bar."

I'm too lazy to discuss with him whether I can let go of his hand first.

They were still holding hands; his hands were practically warmed up by his touch.

Jiang Qiran casually scrolled up: "Damn, the video of Lin Yao kicking Duan Zheng is even more popular, it's number one in the parody section. He's pretty agile, really cool."

Xie Xingchen's competitive spirit flared up: "Why isn't our Xingchen Yaoyao number one?"

"Try calling me Yao Yao again?" Lin Yao gritted his teeth. "I can kick you right now and put you on the front page of the meme section."

As we were talking, I felt him gently pinch my finger, as if he were being affectionate.

Yao Yao, be gentle with me.

Lin Yao inexplicably deciphered the subtext in his actions, and a chill ran down his spine.

Damn, that's disgusting.

Lin Yao couldn't stand it any longer, so he grabbed his phone and secretly typed with difficulty.

【01】: First, my name is not Yao Yao.

【01】: Second, could you find a secluded place to leash it again?

【xxc】: It's very discreet, like having an affair.

【xxc】: You said holding hands is fine, but let's get used to it first.

Xie Xingchen replied to him like this.

He typed with his left hand, which looked quite fluent, but if the two of them sent a couple more messages, even the most oblivious person would notice something was wrong.

Lin Yao could only pull the tablecloth further in, staring blankly ahead.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt slightly calloused fingertips brushing against the back of his hand, very slowly and gently, like a flirtatious caress.

"Holy crap..." Lin Yao exclaimed reflexively, feeling half of his shoulder go numb.

He turned a simple hand-holding between straight men into sexual harassment.

Perverted people are perverted in everything they do.

"What?" Xie Yunhuai looked up at him.

"Damn... this chair is pretty comfortable." Lin Yao leaned back and squeezed Xie Xingchen's hand tightly with his fingers as a warning.

Xie Xingchen's lips curled slightly, and he smiled smugly: "The quality of everything here at Langzhuang is indeed the best. Since you feel comfortable, then sit for a while longer."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, as if in a provocation, but the fingers that held his hand rubbed gently, like teasing a cat with sharp claws with a cat toy.

Lin Yao gritted his teeth, his fingers almost turning red from pinching the other person; he really had the heart to do it.

Oh, the cat's fur has stood on end.

Lin Yao, unable to bear it any longer, silently mouthed: "Let go if you don't want to die."

Just ten minutes ago, he felt a fleeting pang of guilt because of Xie Xingchen's illness. Instead of feeling sorry for him, he should have helped a few more elderly ladies cross the street.

Just as he was thinking this, Xie Xingchen, who had been holding on tightly, suddenly let go.

The broad palm withdrew, suddenly feeling empty.

Lin Yao hurriedly pulled his hand out from under the tablecloth and placed it neatly on the table, seemingly trying to clumsily prove to others that nothing had happened.

This is a classic case of trying to hide something obvious.

When people are embarrassed, they get very busy. He looked down and watched the video of him kicking Duan Zheng three more times, unaware that the person next to him was staring intently at him, almost burning a hole in the screen.

Xie Xingchen raised his hand, casually tugging at his collar, as if to say to someone, "Sigh, I shouldn't have come tonight. I should have spent the night with my Omega. Now look what happened, I've really fallen for him."

Lin Yao: "......"

You've practically broken the hands of the Omega you're talking about, how can you expect to stay?

Xie Yunhuai looked up at him, ignoring his fiancé standing beside him: "Then go find him, keeping it to yourself isn't a good idea."

Jiang Qiran laughed: "I've really become a decoration. Is there anyone who cares?"

That's how plastic marriages are; they can't even be bothered to pretend.

“He’s having a fight with me.” Xie Xingchen complained in front of others, “After we marked him, he wouldn’t let me touch him. He’s reluctant to even hold hands. What else can we do?”

The tone is sarcastic and suggestive.

Lin Yao scoffed and revealed his true feelings: "That's because you're too much of a jerk, that's why they don't want to talk to you."

"Then what should I do to make my Omega a little nicer to me?" Xie Xingchen turned his head and slowly looked at him.

Under the tablecloth, the boy's legs were slightly apart, and his knee swung over and lightly bumped into his thigh.

"Yaoyao, teach me."