Chapter 17 Chapter 17 "What are you doing? Guarding your childhood friend..."
restroom.
Water gurgled out of the washbasin, washing away not only the whiskey but even the slightest smell of alcohol from Beta's fingers.
However, Beta was obviously absent-minded. He bent his waist slightly and stood in front of the stage for a full minute and a half as if he was stuck, letting the water droplets splash and slowly wet his sleeves.
It wasn't until a drunk man stumbled in, holding on to the wall and groaning as he walked that he came to his senses and turned off the faucet with a snap.
But the dull expression didn't look like the information had been loaded, but more like the processor was malfunctioning and was forced to close all applications.
You can't blame him for this.
"sweetheart?"
Xie Zhizhi stood up straight, staring at the mirror with his bright dark eyes, as if he wanted to take out his own reflection from the mirror and make it into some kind of college entrance examination reading comprehension, analyzing it layer by layer from the inside out.
But in reality there is no need for this.
The black-haired beta in the mirror had her lips tightly pursed, her brows slightly furrowed, and—her cheeks flushed.
The reading comprehension skills are only at the level of an elementary school student. In the answer column, you only need to write a simple "xx" to express the author's feelings, and you can get a generous red mark from the teacher.
So, what should we feel now?
Xie Zhizhi's eyelids trembled slightly. He bent down, wet his hands, and rubbed them hard on his face like a pastry chef treating a ball of fermented dough.
Soon, his whole face turned red.
This is good. At least it looks like the blood is flowing and the fever is red. At most, people will say that young people are just hot-tempered and too impatient. It is much better than other nonsense.
Thinking of this, Xie Zhizhi felt his heartbeat calm down a little. He carefully adjusted his facial expression in front of the mirror to look like "I want to sink to death", then walked out.
Didn't get far.
Further inside the restroom is a lounge that is usually not open to the public. Xie Zhizhi just didn't want to go back to the booth and be talked about left and right, so he deliberately changed his route and took a detour.
If he could have foreseen that his impulsive change of route would be equivalent to triggering a branch line, he would have forced his legs to return the same way.
But unfortunately, there are no ifs in the world.
The dim light is useless to an alpha of this level, and all movements are visible in those golden eyes.
So when Xie Zhizhi was walking forward at a constant speed without any precautions, he first felt something gently touching his arm, and then suddenly changed direction and moved upwards as if in regret, grabbing his left shoulder with force.
“Hmm…”
The familiar dizziness and the familiar impoliteness.
…
There were no lights on in the lounge.
Xie Zhizhi clearly didn't smell anything, but the skin on his neck felt a slight sting as if he had an allergy.
The opponent's strength was far from gentle. A large hand like a pair of pliers clamped his arms behind his waist, and the other hand pressed down hard on his shoulder blades, forcing him to stagger and press his front against the wall, causing his chin to hit the wall with a dull "bang" sound.
The alpha's actions were aimed at completely restricting his movements, and the speed was insanely fast.
Before he could react or struggle, the broad, warm chest pressed down harshly, pressing tightly against his back. Xie Zhizhi could even feel the other person's heart beating very hard, and each time it stepped on his nerves in a very ominous way.
"Chen, thorough." Xie Zhizhi squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
However, the other party had no intention of responding at all. His golden eyes scanned the area carefully. In the end, he felt that this level of control was not safe enough. He first raised his leg and stuck his knee between his legs, then stuck his head tightly into his shoulder socket, making the space clear, as if he was playing a jigsaw puzzle game.
After he had done all this, Xie Zhizhi heard an arrogant chuckle escape from his mouth, as if he had succeeded in doing something bad.
He could even feel the other person's chest rise and fall through his spine.
"Xie Zhizhi, that's all you are—" Shen Che said.
Avoiding the hot and humid breath coming from the side of his face, Xie Zhizhi tilted his head uncomfortably.
"Let me go." He spoke each word with great emphasis, and anyone who heard it could tell that the speaker was in a very bad mood.
But this bad thing just proved that the other party was at a disadvantage, so Shen Che's mood suddenly improved and became better.
It is difficult for people to change their bad habits of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Just like at this moment, the black-haired beta was firmly suppressed by him, and even his breathing was easily controlled by him, so the new and old bruises on his calves and face suddenly became very unintimidating, and instead turned into an itch that was about to stir.
If you feel itchy, scratching it with something like a feather is of no use at all. You have to suppress it fiercely and angrily.
With this in mind, Shen Che, almost too forcefully, pushed the man a few inches further against the wall. He didn't speak until he heard a heavy gasp escape from the man's mouth. He then spoke slowly, "Don't even think about it."
Xie Zhizhi suppressed his anger and asked in a hoarse voice, "Then what do you want to do? Are you going to beat me up here like a primary school student?"
Shen Che said nonchalantly: “I haven’t thought about it yet.”
——Actually, I’ve thought about it.
If he just beat them up, there would be too many loopholes and Xie Zhizhi might easily turn the tables, so he had a better idea.
The right hand that was pressing on the opponent's shoulder blade suddenly loosened its grip, and the heavy fingertips slid down inappropriately along Beta's spine and narrow waist.
It was completely unintentional, but he unexpectedly discovered that the other person's already tense body trembled slightly, so he subconsciously squeezed out a sneer of interest from his nose.
Then his wandering fingers unceremoniously opened Beta's pocket, fumbled around inside for a while, and finally took out a cold mobile phone.
Screen turns on, 21:32.
"What are you doing?" Xie Zhizhi's voice couldn't help but become more tense and alert.
"Well, let me choose for you." At this point, Shen Che was no longer anxious. He waved his phone, letting the screen light dance in his golden pupils. "You call the old man and explain the matter clearly, and then tell Ms. Song... something I want to hear. Let's call it even, how about that?"
Xie Zhizhi twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a mocking voice, "Is this all you have?"
Shen Che laughed.
"Then what? What's the other option?" Xie Zhizhi asked the second half of the question almost gritting his teeth.
"The other one—"
Soon, Xie Zhizhi regretted asking this question.
The familiar woody pheromone diffused lightly in the lounge.
It was obviously not aggressive and was as gentle as a puddle of water, but Shen Che clearly noticed that the person who was pressing him suddenly tensed his body, and his slender neck suddenly tilted up as if he couldn't breathe, and finally stretched into an extremely straight line, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Damn, what's going on? Shen Che's eyes flickered slightly.
They were too close.
The eyes that were close enough to see clearly that the pores on Xie Zhizhi's shoulders and neck stood up as if in slow motion, his delicate Adam's apple rolled up and down restlessly as he swallowed, and even his skin turned a light red at an abnormally fast rate.
It’s simply…
Strange stories in the world.
"Fuck..." Chen Che was incredulous and asked in a low voice, sighing, "You differentiated without telling me? What did you differentiate into, an omega?"
Xie Zhizhi glanced at him painfully: "Bullshit... your mother's fart."
Only Xie Zhizhi knew that the intense pain was radiating outwards at a terrifying speed, roaring from the back of his neck. Especially the part that was directly touched by Shen Che was in so much pain that he almost died!
The space was clearly pure black, but Xie Zhizhi felt extremely dizzy and his vision seemed to be gradually disappearing.
what to do.
what to do?
what to do?
Shen Che's nose twitched, and he suddenly leaned close to his neck and sniffed it, but he smelled nothing except a faint mint scent.
"So what's your choice?" His tone was filled with a hint of inexplicable disappointment.
"..." Xie Zhizhi struggled to find his voice, "Give me the phone."
"?"
She tilted her head back into his shoulder and said nonchalantly, "What if you do something? Tell me first, what are you going to say?"
Xie Zhizhi licked his lips, feeling that his sensory system was collapsing and becoming unbalanced.
"I, won't."
He took a breath, his voice trembling: "I'll do as you... say."
silence.
The air seemed to be completely filled with pheromones, sticky and unable to move.
In the darkness, Shen Che stared at Xie Zhizhi's expression with interest, and unexpectedly felt comfortable.
Yes, very comfortable.
So he relaxed for once, leaving Xie Zhizhi's right hand free, handed the phone to him, and said with a kind and gentle look, "Okay, I'll trust you this time. Who do you want to call first?"
Xie Zhizhi didn't say anything. He silently slid the screen with trembling fingertips and finally chose a number without any notes.
Through the dim light, Chen Che saw a drop of clear water falling weakly from Xie Zhizhi's eyelashes, leaving a water mark on the screen, but it was quickly wiped away mercilessly.
drop--
The call is connected.
Shen Che lay on Xie Zhizhi's shoulder, calmly feeling the person beneath him trembling more due to the sound.
He heard Xie Zhizhi say:
"Three minutes."
"Huh? What do you mean by three minutes?" he was puzzled.
Xie Zhizhi's voice almost dissipated into a breath: "If it's not three minutes later... I'll die in front of you."
“……?”
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
…
It turned out that it took less than three minutes from the time the call was forcibly hung up to the time the lounge was opened.
The door was not locked, but the visitor didn't bother to check and just violently kicked it open. The thick soundproof panel hit the wall with an extremely loud bang.
One minute and twenty-seven seconds.
Xie Zhizhi slowly slid down the wall and sat on the ground, ending the time that felt like an eternity.
Clean air rushed in, and he seemed to be thirsty for a long time. He puffed out his chest very hard, but because the pain intensified, he changed to taking small sips of air.
Shen Che was dragged off him by the collar, and Xie Zhizhi only had time, or rather, only had time to see Feng Wen’s profile clearly—his thin lips were pressed into a cold, hard, and ruthless straight line, his jawline was taut, and he looked imposing.
"Wait for me." Feng Wen said.
Feeling safe, Xie Zhizhi closed his eyes somewhat weakly, leaned against the wall and carefully curled himself into a small ball, trying to resist the pain in his body that refused to subside and was even getting more intense.
After about five minutes, he heard footsteps.
His vision was still blurry, and even though he thought there wouldn't be any other accidents, he still raised his face with a bit of vigilance, in a very defensive posture.
"What do you mean?" Shen Che took it all in. He leaned against the door frame, his eyes, usually frivolous and smiling, drooping slightly now, looking particularly gloomy.
"Three minutes, on call?"
"What are you doing? Guarding your childhood friend's fiancée?"
This is a double entendre and actually sounds very unpleasant.
Feng Wen raised the corner of his lip abruptly, and let the three words roll around in his mouth as if savoring them:
"fiancée?"
Even if it's just a toy you don't like, if you tear it up or throw it away, it can't be picked up by others. If it accidentally falls into someone else's hands, you will bare your teeth and bark, declaring ownership of it in a way that no one wants to hear.
He didn't comment much, but his sarcasm was obvious.
"You should go home, Chen Che." He moved his feet to block the other person's direct line of sight.
Shen Che looked at him coldly: “What about you, you won’t leave?”
Feng Wen lowered his head slightly, the interweaving light and shadow creating an unusually sharp arc on his jaw. He was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Of course I'll go."
But no one actually moved.
The stalemate lasted for about a minute. Shen Che looked at him deeply with complicated eyes and turned away.
Almost at the same moment as the footsteps sounded, Feng Wen, who was standing still, noticed that the hem of his clothes suddenly sank and something was pulling him.
He paused, then tilted his head slightly to look down. Beta's eyes were wide open in panic—no, perhaps he himself didn't even realize how panicked he was. His pale lips moved.
"Don't go."
It really looks pitiful.
He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around Beta's thin arms, then leaned down and hung them safely around his neck. With just a little force, he easily lifted the person up from the ground.
Still the same posture as before.
Xie Zhizhi obediently rested his head on Feng Wen's shoulder. His blurry eyes made it difficult for him to see anything, so his nose twitched and he smelled a very faint scent of tobacco mint.
Not the smell of pheromones.
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