Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Distance

Chen Luan slept until noon.

He covered the back of his neck which was still aching slightly, and when he came out in slippers with his dazed head and bubbles of sleep on his face, Jiang Xun was sitting on the sofa with a tablet in his arms, and a strong fragrance was wafting from the kitchen.

Smells so good!

The taste of cola chicken wings!

what else?

It seems to be tomato beef brisket~

All are favorites!

Chen Luan's eyes lit up and he was about to walk into the kitchen.

"Brother, you're awake."

Jiang Xun, who was sitting on the sofa, pushed his glasses up, arched his brows and gave Chen Luan a gentle smile.

Chen Luan paused for a moment, and the bubble on his head burst.

The scenes of last night began to flash back before my eyes.

Fingers clasping my wrist, hot breaths on the back of my neck, a warm yet strong embrace that was too strong to refuse...

And that heartbeat that suddenly stalls when a fragile gland is injected with an overly intense pheromone, the trembling that burns through the veins inch by inch as the blood rushes, making even the soul begin to dizzy...

The fingers curled slightly uncontrollably.

My heart beat heavily for a moment, as if that tiny numbing electric current was rushing out from between my bones again.

Chen Luan narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Xun for a few seconds.

Then he turned around with a sullen face, ignored Jiang Xun's greeting and went straight into the bathroom, slamming the door.

It looks like a long-haired cat that is in a bad mood.

Jiang Xun was turned down and his expression froze for a moment.

Jiang Ling, who was cooking, brought out the dishes and saw his brother's expression as if he had been slapped by a cat's tail, and he laughed out loud.

"How was it? Was the cold shoulder good?"

He put down the hot plate in his hand, leaned in front of Jiang Xun, and smiled with raised eyebrows: "I said that when he wakes up in the morning and wakes up, neither of us will be able to get a good face in front of him."

So Jiang Ling didn't even come near.

Jiang Xun raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Ling, ignoring him, then put down the tablet and walked towards the bathroom.

Chen Luan was washing his face and brushing his teeth.

He couldn't see the condition of the back of his neck, but the dull pain when he pressed it told him that the situation there was definitely bad.

I guess there are some bruises.

Two little bastards.

There was a cautious knock on the door.

"elder brother."

Chen Luan paused for a moment while rinsing his mouth, then spat out the mint-flavored mouthwash in his mouth. He didn't let him in, nor did he open the door.

He just replied lazily, "Speak."

There was silence outside.

After a while, Jiang Xun's voice was heard: "I'm sorry, brother."

"Did I hurt you yesterday?"

The voice sounded soft and wet, like a cub abandoned outside the door.

Chen Luan thought of Jiang Xun's weak appearance yesterday and felt a little soft-hearted again.

Alphas are already vulnerable during their susceptible period, not to mention that their pheromones are very strong and the inhibitors have limited effect, so it is indeed difficult for them to endure.

Jiang Xun's abnormally hot body temperature yesterday didn't seem fake.

"elder brother?"

Jiang Xun's hesitant voice came from outside the door again: "...Are you angry?"

angry?

To be honest, I'm not really angry, after all, the situation during the susceptible period is special.

Chen Luan was just a little annoyed that he had clearly said no yesterday, but the two little bastards still forced him to do it.

However, he misjudged the consequences of the marking and didn't even have the ability to resist.

But after all, he was the one who had been out of contact for three days and had not returned home. His two younger brothers had been dependent on him for a long time, not to mention that he was in a susceptible period when his emotions were unstable and he was prone to anxiety.

Just imagine if the two of them lost contact for a few days, he would be anxious and angry too.

Thinking of this, Chen Luan finally sighed and went over to open the door.

Jiang Xun, who was standing outside the door, had not yet taken off the goggles on his face. The golden metal frame had a distinctly cold feeling, but beneath the lenses were his gradually growing gentle eyebrows and eyes.

Those light amber, clear lake-like eyes were looking down at him.

The moment he opened the door, Chen Luan clearly saw the eyes light up for a moment, and then quickly turned into a cautious, moist look as if soaked in a spring.

It was like a stuffed animal that had just been wagging its tail excitedly, but then remembered that it had done something wrong, and whimpered and drooped its ears again.

At this time, the stuffed animal was tentatively extending its claws, gently hooking Chen's messy little fingers.

"sorry."

"Don't be angry, okay?"

"I was wrong."

The tip of my little finger felt like it was being hooked by the claws of a small animal, warm, soft, and a little itchy.

The clean and warm eyes were looking at him with sparkling eyes, showing a bit of apology and nervousness.

Chen Luan's heart immediately melted into a pool of water like a half-melted ice cube held in a pair of warm hands.

The chest cavity is soft and furry.

He sighed as if accepting his fate, raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Xun's hair: "Okay, I'm not angry."

Then he turned his hand and touched Jiang Xun's forehead with the back of his hand: "Are you feeling better?"

The temperature is still slightly high, but much more normal than yesterday.

Jiang Xun held Chen Luan's hand and rubbed it against his cheek, saying, "Yeah, much better."

"Go eat. I'll be right there."

Chen Luan pulled his hand away and pushed Jiang Xun out. He returned to the sink and quickly cleaned up. Grabbing the wet hair on his forehead, he walked out to the dining table.

The dishes have been served. Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling are both waiting obediently at the table, and neither of them picks up their chopsticks first.

It was a very rich meal. In addition to Chen Luan’s favorite cola chicken wings and tomato beef brisket, there were also chicken feet pot, garlic vermicelli, corn and pork ribs soup, and a cold vegetarian dish.

It can be seen that the chef put a lot of thought and effort into it.

Chen Luan's anger had mostly subsided, and seeing the full table, he couldn't get angry anymore.

He glanced at Jiang Ling, who was staring at him eagerly, and finally tapped him on the head with the end of his chopsticks: "Why are you looking at me? Is there something wrong with my face, or can I show you enough?"

"Have a meal."

Considering that Jiang Xun had already asked for leave for Chen Luan, the freshmen were still in military training and did not need to attend classes for the time being, and there was also Qin Yang in the school who gave Chen Luan a headache, Chen Luan did not love his work so much that he would crawl to work, so he simply decided to change his clothes and go out.

Jiang Xun went to clean the kitchen.

Jiang Ling was in the living room, mixing the rum that Chen Luan had bought yesterday with a glass of ice cola. He had only taken a few sips when he heard Chen Luan calling him over from the bedroom.

He habitually walked in without knocking, and when he pushed the door open, he bumped into a piece of soft jade-like white.

Chen Luan was facing him sideways, with a black sweatshirt hanging loosely on his arm. His arms with smooth lines were raised and he was about to put them on. The tight waist and abdominal muscles were stretched into undulating lines due to the movement of raising his arms, which was amazingly beautiful.

A sapphire pendant dangled on her radiant chest, reflecting a patch of dazzling deep blue.

Jiang Ling stopped at the door, his throat rolled, and his eyes fell uncontrollably on the dazzling white.

It was a symmetrical, flexible, and tightened core that looked like a carefully carved core. It was full of graceful power, rising and falling slightly with breathing. The flat belly outlined the beautiful arc of the mermaid line, and was gathered downward into the waistband of the pants hanging loosely between the hips.

Like an elegant cheetah.

The scent of amber and cedar lingered in the air.

She seemed a little dissatisfied with Jiang Ling's move to open the door and walk in. Her beautiful light grey eyes were half-closed as she glared at him: "When will you learn to knock when you enter my room?"

The slightly longer hair at the back of the neck was swept over by the movement of the head, revealing two bright red bite marks next to each other on the pale skin.

Like two roses blooming in the snow, two fires burning in the white night.

The young alpha, who had just gone through a susceptible period, looked down at the two crimson flowers and his gaze darkened.

He suddenly felt that the temporary mark of last night was not enough.

So the pheromones that had not yet completely subsided attacked Chen Luan again.

The next second, the black cloth covered the beautiful jade.

Chen Luan put on his clothes and looked up at Jiang Ling at the door, but suddenly fell into a pair of slightly dark eyes.

Those familiar eyes were looking at him, but what was surging in them were emotions that he usually didn't pay much attention to, like an underwater undercurrent.

My heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Chen Luan frowned: "Jiang Ling?"

"What do you want me to do?"

The latter blinked, and the unfamiliar emotion disappeared, replaced by his usual casual, flamboyant demeanor. He raised his hand and knocked twice perfunctorily on the door, his lips curled into a smile, "I knocked."

Chen Luan: ...

Never mind, this little bastard won’t change anyway.

"Go get two square Band-Aids from the medicine cabinet and put them on for me. I can't see."

"knew."

Because it was only a temporary mark, and Chen Luan was a beta, the remaining pheromones had dissipated to only a faint smell, leaving only two red bite marks on the back of the neck.

Jiang Ling came back with the Band-Aid. Chen Luan was already sitting on the edge of the bed. She had her back to him and had lifted the ends of her hair, revealing her fragile neck.

If Jiang Ling hadn't known that this action was just to make it easier for him to put a Band-Aid on the bite mark, she would have even thought it was an invitation.

He suppressed the pigeon in his chest that was flapping its wings and banging against the cage, stood behind Chen Luan and leaned down, his fingertips touching the edge of one of the bite marks closer to the bottom.

That's what he left behind.

There was still a faint lingering scent of his pheromones.

Beta's glands cannot retain pheromones, and the smell will dissipate completely before tonight.

The one that is closer to the top and deeper is the one left by Jiang Xun.

In order to make Chen Luan feel sorry for him, his brother didn't take any inhibitors yesterday, so there were more residual pheromones.

Jiang Ling was a little dissatisfied.

I even had the urge to press Chen Luan down and mark it again right now to cover up all the traces and smells left by my twin brother.

But the next second, the moment of his death when he was knocked to the ground by Chen Luan in front of Jiang Xun in the school dormitory popped up in his mind.

He twitched the corner of his mouth.

never mind.

Yesterday, he relied on the fact that Chen Luan had just been marked by Jiang Xun and had no ability to resist, so he dared to force himself on him. If he really did that now, the consequence would only be to piss him off again and get thrown out.

That would be no fun.

Perhaps the glands that had been overstimulated were still in a sensitive period. The moment the warm fingertips touched the skin at the edge of the bite mark, it seemed as if a small electric current ran through it.

Chen Luan couldn't help but hide for a moment.

Jiang Ling held her shoulders, and her voice came from behind: "Tsk, don't move, it will be crooked."

A cool feeling soon came from the back of the neck, which was still hot and burning, and the bite mark higher up was completely covered.

Jiang Ling's fingertips touched the bite mark he had left and rubbed it gently: "We don't need this anymore, right? Move it down a bit, the collar will cover it, and you won't see anything."

“Snap—”

The wrist bone was held by slightly cold fingers.

Chen Luan exhaled softly, suppressing the tingling sensation that had spread from the back of his neck to his fingertips and even made his heartbeat slightly jump due to Jiang Ling's actions. "...Stick to it, don't touch me."

"oh."

Jiang Ling teared the seal off the bandage in disappointment: "Are you going out? What for?"

Chen Luan's anger, which he had suppressed at noon, resurfaced due to his body's strange reaction. He sneered, "Go buy some rat poison and throw it in your water cup when you come back tonight."

"Ha, if you poison me, who will make you cola chicken wings, tomato beef brisket, pickled pepper chicken feet?"

"And Jiang Xun."

"He's good at making soup, but his stir-fry isn't as good as mine."

The two of them exchanged a few words.

Jiang Ling pinched the band-aid and asked, "Where are we going?"

With a scoundrel look on his face, saying, "If you don't tell me, I won't post it for you," he leaned over to Chen Luan and squinted his beautiful amber eyes at him, "You're not going to run away and disappear for several days without telling me anything, are you?"

Chen Luan: “…”

Chen Luan choked and said, "I'm just going to play ball with Wu Ning for a while. I'll be back in the evening."

Go find Wu Ning?

Then Zhou Pei is most likely there too.

"Can."

Jiang Ling nodded and turned around to put on the Band-Aid.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Band-Aid was not applied properly, and a little redness was visible on the edge.

Chen Luan raised his hand and touched it roughly. Feeling that it was covered enough, he pulled his clothes together and prepared to leave.

"Can I go?"

Jiang Ling leaned against the door, folded her arms and watched Chen Luan change his shoes.

Chen Luan paused for a moment and was about to say, "If you want to go, let's go together," but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered Jiang Ling's fleeting look just now, frowned and swallowed the words back.

"No, you two should rest at home."

He always felt that something was wrong, but the clue flashed too quickly for him to grasp.

My heart is like a ball of straw, a tangled mess that I can't make any sense of.

It’s better to calm down first.

Jiang Xun came out after cleaning up the kitchen and just happened to see Chen Luan's back as he walked out.

Then the door was closed by Chen Luan.

In the past, whenever Chen Luan left the house, he would look back at them, then give them some instructions and say goodbye before leaving.

This was the first time Chen Luan walked out without saying anything.

He looked at Jiang Ling on the side: "Did you provoke him again?"

"I'm so bored that I'm provoking him at this time and deliberately running into his gun?"

Jiang Ling kicked off her slippers and lay back down on the sofa, continuing to drink the half-empty cup of Coke: "It's not me, it's both of us."

"Last night was definitely excessive."

"Where did he go?" Jiang Xun asked.

"Let's go play basketball." Jiang Ling drank the iced cola in one gulp and put the cup on the coffee table: "With Wu Ning."

Then he looked up at his twin brother's gradually darkening eyes, curled his lips to reveal his sharp canine teeth: "Oh, maybe there's Zhou Pei too."

And Chen Luan was driving.

The clear September sky has a clean blue color like that of fire, revealing the last desperate light left by summer at the end that it is reluctant to leave but has to leave.

The wind blew in through the half-open car window, and my head, which had been a mess since last night, finally began to clear up a little.

Three sparrows stopped for a moment at the traffic light at the intersection ahead, then jumped up and squeezed each other, their shadows cast on the brightly sunlit ground.

The moment the red light came on, the one squeezed in the middle flapped its wings and flew away as if it couldn't stand it.

Chen Luan crossed the intersection just one second before the green light turned off, with the lollipop stick sticking out from the corner of his lips swaying up and down.

The wind pulled his hair, making it sway in front of his eyes. He took out a baseball cap from the passenger seat storage and casually put it on.

So when Wu Ning and Zhou Pei arrived at the billiard hall they often went to, they looked up and saw Chen Luan playing ball alone in the corner of the hall.

The black brim of the hat pressed down the delicate eyebrows and eyes. When he lowered his head, only the smooth lines of his jaw and the pair of light-colored lips biting candy were visible, exuding a sharp coldness for no reason.

When he leaned over to hit the ball, the sleeves of his thin black hooded sweatshirt were rolled up to his elbows, making that area of ​​skin shine brightly under the light.

The bony fingers were spread out on the green tablecloth, and the black cue was resting on the knuckles.

"Bang--"

"Bang bang——"

With a crisp sound of impact, the white ball flew out and the black number eight was hit into the pocket by a huge force, but because the force was too great, it bounced directly off the edge of the table.

Some heavy black balls rolled on the carpeted floor and finally hit the toes of black leather shoes.

A slender hand picked up the ball.

Chen Luan, who was leaning on his golf club and was obviously a little distracted, raised his head and lowered the brim of his hat: "Sister Ning, Zhou Pei."

Zhou Pei put the ball back on the table.

Then the ball rolled back to Chen Luan's hand and touched Chen Luan's drooping fingertips.

"Bad mood?"

Chen Luan picked out the balls of various colors from the ball basket and rearranged them: "Hmm."

He paused, then shook his head: "...Not really."

He just,

Very confused, and some...

At a loss.

There is still a dull pain in the back of my neck.

Then he thought of the weightlessness and dizziness he felt last night, and those moments when his heart had skipped a beat, intentionally or unintentionally.

Two identical yet very different faces flashed before my eyes, swaying back and forth.

The only thing that is the same is the way his two younger brothers always follow him and look at him.

He used to think that it was the younger brother's dependence on the older brother.

But last night, driven by guilt and heartache, he inexplicably agreed to Jiang Xun's request to mark her.

That shouldn't have...

Warm lips and teeth,

Hot embrace,

A stalled heartbeat,

And the numbness and trembling that overflowed from the glands and seeped into the bones...

The fingers gripping the golf club suddenly tightened, so hard that some white appeared on the joints.

Chen Luan frowned slightly, his heart beating wildly.

wrong……

This is not right.

"You put it wrong."

Zhou Pei's voice came from the side: "Let me do it."

Chen Luan came back to his senses and looked down at the mess of balls he had made when he was distracted: "..."

He took half a step to the side and lowered his head to look for candy in his pocket.

Zhou Pei just turned his head to look at him.

The bluish white light from the ceiling lamp on the pool table cast down, and Chen's messy eyebrows and eyes were melted into the shadow of the hat brim, leaving only the beautiful nose and light-colored lips exposed.

The back of his neck, which was covered by his hair and collar, was revealed when Chen Luan lowered his head. Only then did Zhou Pei notice the two band-aids lying quietly on the soft skin.

There was a little red mark on the edge of the lower one.

At such a sensitive location like the back of the neck, these two Band-Aids are simply an attempt to cover up the truth.

Zhou Pei's fingers, which were arranging the ball formation, froze.

"Huh? Chen Luan, what are you doing—"

Wu Ning, who had just bought two bottles of water, looked at the back of Chen Luan's neck in surprise, his eyes slightly widened.

She had never heard that Chen Luan was in a relationship.

Chen Luan was stunned for a moment, and before he could cover the back of his neck, Wu Ning came over.

The pheromone smell, so subtle that it was almost inaudible without careful discrimination, escaped from under the skin into the air and was then captured by the two alphas.

It is a temporary mark.

Wu Ning opened his mouth and turned to look at Zhou Pei. Sure enough, he saw a flash of bitterness in Zhou Pei's eyes.

Since he had been discovered, Chen Luan simply started to give up.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, opened the candy he had just taken out, and put it in his mouth and chewed it: "Well, I was bitten by a dog."

The little white stick dangled around her lips as she spoke, and the candy pushed her cheeks into a rounded shape. "Play with me for a while."

"OK."

Wu Ning could tell Chen Luan wasn't in a good mood and didn't want to talk, so he didn't ask, "Should I go or Zhou Pei?"

Chen Luan pressed down the brim of his hat and said casually, "Anything is fine."

"Then let me do it. Just don't complain about my poor fighting skills."

Wu Ning came over with a golf club and pushed Zhou Pei aside: "Just watch over there, don't get in the way."

This time, Chen Luan's playing style was fierce and urgent, completely losing his usual effortless style.

Every hit of the ball was sharp and fierce, as if it would smash the ball to pieces. There were constant heavy thuds on the table, and the ball was not knocked in, but smashed in, one after another.

Zhou Pei sat on the sofa on the side, his eyes falling on Chen Luan.

He could see that Chen Luan was completely distracted at the moment.

This ferocious aggression was nothing more than Chen Luan's subconscious emotional transfer when he was upset. Maybe he didn't even realize that he was beaten like this.

It seems like he has some deep hatred for the ball.

Qingtai,

Swing the ball,

Qingtai,

Swing the ball.

This went on for three or four rounds.

Until a red ball was hit hard by Chen Luan again, and it hit the edge of the table and rolled to Zhou Pei's feet.

Chen Luan finally came back to his senses and slowly exhaled the depression that was weighing on his chest.

Wu Ning leaned on his golf club and looked at him with a raised eyebrow: "Did you enjoy playing? Are you feeling better?"

Zhou Pei picked up the dazzling red ball and put it back on the table.

The ball rolled and slowly landed next to the white ball, making a slight sound during the collision.

"Would you like to go get something to eat?"

Chen Luan threw down the club and said, "Eat."

Half an hour later, Zhou Pei's luxury car stopped again at the entrance of a narrow alley with a lot of people.

Stalls of all sizes are lined up along the street as far as the eye can see, and crowds of people are pouring in and out. The sounds of frying in iron pans, the laughter and chatter of diners, and the crisp sound of ice beer being opened and hitting the stone wall, all mixed together in a chaotic and bustling atmosphere, and the turbid and hot smell of fireworks rises.

Zhou Pei had already skillfully taken off his expensive custom-made suit jacket, and with some effort he moved the electric donkey bicycle blocking the parking space and squeezed his bike in.

When he parked the car and got out, Wu Ning and Chen Luan were nowhere to be seen. All he had was a message from Wu Ning on his phone: "Usual place, hurry up."

He looked at his phone screen, sighed resignedly, and squeezed into the alley.

When he walked to Master Liang's chopped pepper beef noodles, Wu Ning and Chen Luan had already sat down and started eating.

There were three bowls of noodles and three bottles of soda on the table.

Zhou Pei opened the soda bottle, and the three of them touched the bottle mouth and blew directly into the bottle.

Wu Ning, clutching the still-steamy bottle of iced soda, watched Zhou Pei, who had two buttons of his shirt undone and sleeves rolled up to his arms, sitting on a red plastic stool at a food stall, drinking cheap soda. He clapped his hands in delight:

"I would never have thought that you, Mr. Zhou, would one day become like this."

This person used to never go to any other restaurant except high-end one.

Zhou Pei put down his soda and sipped his beef noodles nonchalantly: "What happened? Doesn't the president want to eat?"

Then he looked at Chen Luan, who was in a much better mood, and said carefully: "You..."

He pointed to the back of his neck and gestured: "What's going on?"

Are you really in love with those two brats from the Jiang family?

Chen Luan held the chopsticks and was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer this question.

Just to relieve discomfort during the susceptible period?

But which brother would let his younger brother bite him?

Wu Ning and her brother are definitely not like this.

Zhou Pei and Zhou Jing...

Chen Luan's throat rolled, and he felt a little nauseous as if he had seen some children's cult.

After staring at the two people opposite him for a long time, Chen Luan slowly blurted out:

"have no idea."

“But I feel like, am I…”

"I got a little too close to them both."

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The author has something to say: I’m here, I’m sorry, I’m too busy in the three-dimensional world, so I rushed out on the high-speed train