◇ Chapter 54: Being a Human or Not Being a Human

Zhou Zheng, who was chased out, bent down at the door and put on his shoes. He stood there looking at the closed door for several minutes before he turned around and left reluctantly.

Zhou Zheng took the elevator down to the door of the unit building, got into the car and rolled down the window. He slowly looked up from the first floor and stopped at the sixth floor. He began to be dazed at the light coming through the window, his thoughts in a mess and his mood indescribable.

The good news is that the misunderstanding has been resolved and Lu Fangchi is sincere to me. The bad news is that he doesn't want me anymore.

What to do? Zhou Zheng rested his forehead on the steering wheel, feeling very powerless.

Zhou Zheng sniffed it and found it was a light floral scent, pleasant and a bit like the smell of Lu Fangchi's pheromones.

Zhou Zheng raised his head to look for the source of the smell, and his sight gradually stopped on the window on the sixth floor. He didn't know when the window was opened.

Alpha frowned slightly. Can he smell it from such a distance? He sniffed, trying to smell it clearly.

A breeze blew by, the leaves swayed slightly, and a faint floral scent wafted into his nose. Zhou Zheng was sure this time that it was Lu Fangchi's pheromone.

What's wrong with him? He doesn't seem like the type to release pheromones recklessly. Zhou Zheng's eyebrows knitted into eight characters, he opened the car door and walked quickly upstairs.

"Ding——" The elevator door opened, and Alpha walked out of the elevator in one step, stopped at the door of Lu Fangchi's house, raised his hand and pressed the doorbell, "Ding Dong."

No one paid any attention.

The distance was so close now that Zhou Zheng could clearly smell the strong and pungent pheromone scent wafting from the door.

What on earth was wrong with him? Zhou Zheng raised his hand anxiously and continued to press the doorbell, "Ding Dong," "Ding Dong," "Ding Dong," impatiently and uneasily.

There was no response, not knowing whether he didn't want to pay attention or he had no time to pay attention. Zhou Zheng was worried that it was the latter. The faint fragrance of Lu Fangchi's lotus filled his nose, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his temples as he held his breath.

This is the last time. If there is no response, I will resort to extreme measures.

Zhou Zheng waited for a full minute. After realizing that it was impossible for anyone to open the door, he raised his hand to cover the electronic lock and tried the password.

112233, password failed, please re-enter.

123123, password failed, please re-enter.

147258, with a "click", the phone is unlocked successfully, welcome home.

Zhou Zheng heaved a sigh of relief. During the time he lived with Lu Fangchi, he found that he was actually very simple. He only used these three passwords and couldn't remember the others. Alpha raised his hand to hold the door handle and pushed it inward.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, the strong smell of pheromones that hit his face made it difficult for him to open his eyes. He walked out of the room and coughed twice.

It's so annoying, and there's a sense of oppression in the invisible. Normally, during the alpha susceptible period, people will be territorial, irritable, and possessive and aggressive.

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath, held his breath and stepped into Lu Fangchi's territory again. He was not so anxious now, because he realized that the reason for Lu Fangchi's pheromone disorder was the susceptible period, at least his life was not in danger.

Zhou Zheng walked into the hallway and closed the door. He took off his shoes as he went to the bedroom. He put his hand on the door handle and bent it downwards, and it got stuck.

The bedroom door was locked. Lu Fangchi was always like this, he would always lock the door when he was alone at home.

Zhou Zheng raised his hand and knocked on the bedroom door, "Knock, knock."

A few seconds later, there was a "bang" sound from behind the door, like something hitting the door.

He had a bad temper, but he still had the strength to throw things, and Zhou Zheng's heart relaxed a little.

"Dong Dong," Zhou Zheng raised his hand and knocked again.

"Who?" Lu Fangchi asked from inside the door, his voice filled with alertness.

"I, Zhou Zheng," Zhou Zheng replied softly, "I'll take you to the control center."

No one answered, there was no response from inside the door.

Zhou Zheng waited for a while, then raised his hand to knock on the door again, coaxing in a low voice: "Open the door first, let me see you."

...After a moment of silence, Zhou Zheng heard a series of "dong dong dong" sounds from inside the door, like the sound of footsteps stepping on the ground, followed by a "click", the door lock opened, and then another series of "dong dong dong".

Zhou Zheng put his hand on the door handle and bent down to open the door. It was pitch black. Lu Fangchi didn't turn on the light. Darkness can make alphas in their susceptible period feel safe.

Zhou Zheng sniffed, trying his best to suppress the impact of the pheromone bomb, and whispered, "I turned on the light."

No one paid any attention to him. Zhou Zheng raised his hand and turned on the light. The warm orange light illuminated the bulge on the bed.

Zhou Zheng stepped into the bedroom, walked to the bed and stood there, facing the raised hill, asking, "Can I see you?"

The hill remained motionless and showed no reaction.

Zhou Zheng stretched out his hand and pinched a corner of the quilt, preparing to lift it up, and then opened his mouth to remind him: "If you don't answer, I will take it as your consent."

As expected, no one responded.

Even though he acquiesced, Zhou Zheng exerted a little force and lifted the quilt.

Two long, straight white legs came into view. He was wearing a loose white shirt that couldn't even cover his small underwear, and he was playing with the idea of ​​his lower body disappearing.

Alpha's pupils shrank slightly, his breathing became rapid, and a hint of tea fragrance leaked out, colliding and intertwining with the Ziwu Lotus.

Zhou Zheng's eyes were out of control, and what was even worse was that he found that Lu Fangchi was wearing his shirt, and the T-shirt on the pillow in his arms looked very familiar.

This T-shirt has a big hand printed on it, with its index finger pointing to the sky, a very abstract and simplistic image. When Zhou Zheng first bought it, Lu Fangchi complained that it was too ugly, but he never expected that he would hold it in his arms now.

Zhou Zheng felt his eyes getting hot, and his nose started to feel hot as well. No, I couldn't look at it anymore. With great difficulty, Zhou Zheng looked away and covered himself with the quilt again.

Zhou Zheng paced back and forth in front of the bed impatiently. Anxiety made him put his fingers in his mouth and began to bite his nails frantically. He was struggling between being a human and not being a human.

Before the angel and the devil could decide who was better, a hot body attached itself to Zhou Zheng from behind. He lowered his head and Lu Fangchi wrapped his arms around his waist.

Lu Fangchi rubbed his face against Zhou Zheng's back affectionately. A wave of itching climbed up along his spine. Zhou Zheng trembled and his mind went blank for a moment.

The tightly tied string suddenly snapped. Zhou Zheng turned around abruptly, ready to ignore the situation, but when he saw Lu Fangchi's eyes, he slammed on the brakes and stopped.

No, Zhou Zheng didn't even dare to think about the consequences of taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

He reached out and pressed Lu Fangchi's shoulder, pushed him back a little, and swallowed his dry throat with his Adam's apple rolling. Zhou Zheng looked away with a wolfish look and said, "I'll take you to the control center."

Lu Fangchi was probably overwhelmed by his susceptible period and lost his mind. His eyes were confused and it was obvious that he didn't understand. He tilted his head and said "Huh?"

Lu Fangchi usually looks cool and beautiful, but now he looks very special. Cute, super adorable.

Zhou Zheng licked his lips, feeling that he could no longer be in the same room with Lu Fangchi. He took two steps back, put some distance between them, and explained, "Just go to the control center for isolation, get a sedative, and then you'll be fine."

"The injection will be painful," said Lu Fangchi, his brows slightly wrinkled, his peach blossom eyes drooping in grievance, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and he looked very distressed.

"A little, but it's bearable." Zhou Zheng couldn't help but take two steps back, his back slamming into the door. His lower back hit the door handle, and before he could feel the pain, a ball of heat pressed in front of him.

Lu Fangchi stretched out his hands to grab Zhou Zheng's collar, raised his flushed face, and said something full of temptation with his red lips opening and closing: "Can't you help me?"

Zhou Zheng swallowed, looked away from him, and whispered, "You are not sober now..."

"Can you?" Lu Fangchi pressed on, getting more and more pressing.

Zhou Zheng gritted his teeth, sweating profusely. There was a door behind him, and he had nowhere to retreat. He was about to be driven crazy by Lu Fangchi. He closed his eyes and asked, "Then will you forgive me? Only if you forgive me can I help you."

Lu Fangchi answered quickly, nodding without thinking: "Forgive me, forgive me."

No way, you can't trust the answer when someone is taking advantage of you. Zhou Zheng, as an alpha, deeply understands how frustrating the sensitive period is, and he is willing to say anything to achieve his goal. Now he feels good for a while, but the consequences are unbearable, and he doesn't want their relationship to get worse.

Zhou Zheng clenched his teeth, swallowed his saliva continuously, and raised his hand to push away Lu Fangchi who was clinging to him.

Before he could do anything, Lu Fangchi suddenly loosened his hand, took two steps back, and put some distance between them.

Zhou Zheng got a moment to breathe, feeling relieved but also a little disappointed. He raised his hand to rub his sweaty forehead and heard Lu Fangchi compromise: "Okay."

Zhou Zheng saw Lu Fangchi stretching out his arms towards him, "Will you hug me? Before the people from the control center arrive." He obeyed.

How could Zhou Zheng not agree? He walked forward and took Lu Fangchi into his arms, holding him tightly in his arms.

It has been more than a month since he ran away yesterday. Zhou Zheng hasn't hugged Lu Fangchi like this. He lowered his head and buried it in Lu Fangchi's neck, breathing heavily, as if he was taking in oxygen.

Lu Fangchi's muffled voice came to my ears: "You are a little heavy."

Zhou Zheng stood up slightly, straightened his body, and shifted his center of gravity.

"Carry me to the sofa." Lu Fangchi made another request.

Zhou Zheng responded to Lu Fangchi's request. He stretched out his arms and picked him up. He carried him steadily to the sofa and planned to put him down.

Lu Fangchi refused. He wrapped his hands tightly around Zhou Zheng's neck, turned his head away angrily, and buried his face in his neck like an ostrich.

Zhou Zheng reacted only when he felt the hot and wet breath on his neck. He bent down and sat down in a princess hug position, letting Lu Fangchi sit on his lap.

Lu Fangchi finally responded and looked up and asked, "When will the control center's personnel arrive?"

"I'm making a call now." Zhou Zheng said as he struggled to reach for the cell phone in his trouser pocket.

Lu Fangchi moved, and coincidentally his legs were pressed just above his pocket, which made it even more difficult for Zhou Zhengmang to pick up the phone.

Lu Fangchi buried his face back in Zhou Zheng's neck and sniffed, slowly moving his sniff towards the clavicle, and finally landing on the glandular area at the back of the alpha's neck.

As he moved his legs, Zhou Zheng successfully touched the phone in his trouser pocket. He couldn't even open the phone screen when he took it out, and he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck...

【Author’s words】

It's a little early today, this is considered Sunday.

There is one on Monday, one on Tuesday, and one on Wednesday.

Don't wait, babies. I may not be able to update before 12 o'clock, but I can update on Wednesday.