Chapter 75 Chapter 75 If it doesn’t work, do it ten times!
The real touch and the breath that is so close at hand.
This is not a dream.
Pei Shuyu is really here.
The ecstasy and belated shame swept over like a tsunami, diluting the restlessness of the susceptible period a little.
Lu Hean suddenly tightened his arms and buried his head deep in Pei Shuyu's neck, like a large dog that had finally found its home. His voice came out muffled, with the confirmation of someone who had just survived a disaster: "...It wasn't a dream."
Three years after their separation, he'd been dreaming every day. He'd first dream of the happy times they'd lived together, then dream of the day his glands were removed. It was as if fate was playing tricks on him, first using bait to lure him into dreamland, then, just as he was losing himself, harshly slamming him back into reality.
He was going crazy because of this.
A week after they separated, he began talking to himself in Pei Shuyu's chat box.
Good morning, have you eaten?
It's noon now, and I can finally take a break. Training is really tiring.
It's so late, have you slept?
I miss you so much.
A few days later he hired a private detective and spent a lot of money to find one.
Because this person was a member of Sevan, and he was secretly taking photos of his colleagues, he was charged extra.
The private detective was stunned when he saw the pile of money on the table. He gestured and said, "Leave it to me."
Lu Hean had to admit that this person was indeed very professional.
Even paparazzi are not as professional as him.
On the first night, a picture of Pei Shuyu taking a shower and preparing to go out to do laundry was posted. The caption read: "Does he need to be naked? I can build a good relationship with him..."
"No, need!" Lu Hean's back teeth were about to break.
"OK." The reply came quickly from the other end.
In the days that followed, Lu Hean's only chance to relax was looking at the photos of Pei Shuyu from various angles sent by the private detective. As more and more photos were sent, the resentment in his heart grew like a snowball.
Uncontrollable hatred.
Pei Shuyu knew it, and he sighed.
He could only pat his back soothingly, as if he were actually soothing a large dog. "This is the third time I've told you, hurry up and get up and take a shower. If you don't get up, you'll stay in this room by yourself."
Lu Hean quickly stood up and knelt on the bed, his hands still tightly grasping Pei Shuyu's shirt.
…
The misty water vapor has not yet completely dissipated, and the warm water flows across the skin, taking away the last hesitation.
The two bodies were close to each other in the hazy light; the crispness of the cedar and the mellowness of the red wine were no longer in opposition, but blended silently like water and milk.
From the bathroom to the living room, his breath was already messy. Finally, he fell to the floor of the room full of secret photos. His back touched a slight coolness, but it was quickly covered by the weight of another hot body.
In the dim light, breaths intertwined, and between lips and teeth was a long-restrained exploration and response.
In the midst of passion, Lu Hean gasped, his voice hoarse and unbearable, with desire: "Shuyu...pheromones...give it to me..."
Pei Shuyu's movements paused slightly. In the interval between the ups and downs, he spoke with an unsteady breath, but his words were like sober icy rain, dripping on the burning skin: "I...just called Qiao Zhishi..."
He propped himself up slightly, stared into Lu Hean's hazy eyes at a very close distance, and continued, "He said...your pheromone disorder won't easily flare up unless there's pheromone from an alpha of the same level deliberately stimulating you. I took an inhibitor, so there's no..."
Upon hearing this, Lu Hean's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, which then turned into a deeper stubbornness. He no longer spoke, but expressed his dissatisfaction with his actions. He increased his strength a little, and his hot lips and tongue, like punishment, repeatedly rubbed the smooth skin on the back of Pei Shuyu's neck.
Pei Shuyu endured his almost brutal biting, a suppressed groan coming from his throat, but he did not push away.
The kiss became long and deep, like oxygen-deprived fish exchanging their remaining breaths.
From the forehead to the brow bone, from the tip of the nose to the jaw, and then to the collarbone and chest... Lu Hean was like a devout believer, measuring the lost and regained territory with his lips and tongue, and like a greedy predator, vowing to leave his mark on every inch of skin.
The floor was cold, and the image in the photo blurred into a background in the shaking vision. Only the weight and temperature of my body were real.
Day and night alternate quietly in tireless entanglement.
The sky outside the window brightened and darkened, darkened and brightened again and again. Through the gaps in the undrawn curtains, I could see the figures on the floor, on the sofa, on the bed... who were hugging each other tightly and inseparable.
In this situation, Pei Shuyu had already lost track of time, because he fainted once, and when he woke up he saw Lu Hean still working hard, and he felt hopeless.
Who said that the person below is comfortable while the one above is tired?
The nutritional supplements he asked the runner to deliver were also consumed quickly.
On the third day, the two of them received a lot of calls, from everyone. Xiao Qingyang, Fu Zhouxing, Yu Jingheng, etc. They all hung up in frustration.
The only call that was connected was Lin Kong's.
"Hey! Hean, I made a great discovery! I found that pheromone..."
"Dad, I have something to do now...I'll call you later."
He hung up the terminal without mercy and threw it away, no one knew where it went.
After that, neither of them answered any calls, and no more calls came.
Only a fool wouldn't know what these two were doing. No one wants to be a third wheel.
Seven days and seven nights, like a long and drowsy ceremony.
When the last bit of restlessness was completely squeezed out, when even his fingertips were too tired to move, Lu He'an, like a finally satisfied beast, held the disheveled and fuzzy-minded Pei Shuyu tightly in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.
In the air, the scent of cedar and red wine has long been indistinguishable from each other, lingering like a long and real dream, and I don’t want to wake up.
Pei Shuyu was just the opposite. He woke up after Lu Hean finished.
I’m going to die…
He could still stand up, he could still get out of bed… he could still… he couldn't walk, mainly because the presence of the red wine was too strong and it was flowing out.
Pei Shuyu sat weakly on the bed, wanting to smoke a cigarette.
I wanted to use this as a token of my seven-day salary to commemorate my own death.
After rubbing his waist for a while, he got out of bed and looked around. The floor was a mess, with all sorts of things scattered about...
Clothes, where are the clothes...
I remember now, he died in the line of duty. It should be on the bathroom floor. It fell on the floor yesterday. I guess it's wet and can't be worn anymore. Pei Shuyu ran to Lu Hean's room and opened the door.
Qiao Zhishi's pheromones have dissipated.
Pei Shuyu walked to the cupboard, grabbed a piece of clothing, went to the bathroom to wash it briefly, and put on Lu Hean's clothes.
Start looking for a terminal.
Where was Lu He'an throwing it away... Yes, that's right, this person not only threw away his own things, but also threw away his things.
Finally I found it under the sofa in the living room.
The information has exploded, but it was all sent a few days ago.
Pei Shuyu quickly scanned the page and extracted some key information. They all started with the same question: "Are you back? The Alliance Investigation Team has already gone!" Then they asked: "Why aren't you replying?"
Pei Shuyu didn't need to think about it anymore. They must have found out that he hadn't replied to the message, so they went to Ke Bai to ask about the situation, and then they learned from Ke Bai...
Pei Shuyu covered his face. Should he ask for another week off? He would go back when everyone had forgotten about it.
My head hurts...
When Lu Hean woke up, the seat next to him was empty. The remaining body temperature made his heart tighten, and he woke up instantly.
He got up in a panic and walked out of the bedroom barefoot. He saw Pei Shuyu sitting on the sofa in the living room, wearing a loose T-shirt that was obviously ill-fitting and belonged to him, looking down at the terminal.
The morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, outlining Pei Shuyu's somewhat thin but straight back, with a red mark still lingering on the back of his neck.
"Awake?" Pei Shuyu heard the noise, but without turning his head, his voice was hoarse and a little tired. "Go take a shower and change clothes quickly, you smell like hell."
Lu Hean's heart finally settled down and he replied obediently, "Yeah." He walked quickly into the bathroom and quickly washed off the stickiness and fatigue on his body.
After coming out, his hair still dripping with water, he rubbed against Pei Shuyu and sat down again, like a large dog seeking comfort, resting his head on his shoulder and whispering in a flattering tone, "I'm done."
Pei Shuyu then tilted his head to look at him and replied, "Yeah." He put away the terminal and stood up. "Let's go to the hospital with me."
Lu Hean was stunned and looked up at him: "Why go to the hospital?"
"Let me check you out," Pei Shuyu said calmly, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. "I'm checking your pheromone disorder."
"Ah... isn't the disease not serious?" Lu Hean's eyes flickered.
"Will it be too late if you wait until the disease really strikes?" Pei Shuyu lowered his eyes and looked at him with a firm tone.
It probably means that you have to go today.
Lu Hean fell silent, put his arms around Pei Shuyu's waist, buried his face in his waist, and said nothing, obviously not wanting to go.
Pei Shuyu was held in his arms for a while before he slowly spoke, "You're not going? That's fine too. Then explain to me what's going on with that room of yours?"
Lu Hean's body froze, and he pretended to be dumb: "What room?"
"Which other room could it be?" Pei Shuyu said in a flat tone, "The one filled with all my photos. Who's the helper?"
"... Just, someone random." Lu Hean's voice was vague, but his ears turned red.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Pei Shuyu snorted softly, "You can't find Saifan's people 'at will'." Although he said so, he didn't mean to delve into it. He just raised his hand and rubbed Lu Hean's half-dry hair, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, the photos have been taken anyway."
Lu Hean looked up in surprise, a little bit unbelieving: "You... are not angry?"
"What's there to be angry about?" Pei Shuyu avoided his gaze and looked out the window. His tone was emotionless. "Let's go to the hospital." He paused and added, "After the examination, we'll go eat."
Lu Hean looked at his calm face, and the uneasiness in his heart suddenly dissipated. He couldn't persuade Pei Shuyu, so he followed him to the hospital.
The smell of disinfectant filled the treatment room.
The doctor held the newly released physical examination report, frowned slightly, tapped a few data points with his fingers, looked up at the two people sitting side by side, sometimes solemn, sometimes sighing.
Anyway, I just didn't say anything.
Pei Shuyu asked nervously, "Is this disease difficult to treat?"
Doctor: “It’s easy to treat.”
Seeing Pei Shuyu's worried expression, the doctor realized something and immediately smiled. "Sorry, I have a toothache today. Could you please tell me... what is your relationship?"
Pei Shuyu just opened his mouth when Lu Hean answered, "My love."
“Well, we have this kind of relationship.”
After saying that, he grabbed Pei Shuyu's hand hard.
The doctor said "Oh" as if he suddenly understood something, and dragged out the last word, his eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.
AA love...it's nothing strange anymore.
After all, there are all kinds of situations coming to the hospital every day, and homosexuality is nothing compared to them.
No wonder there is pheromone disorder, there is no way to mark it.
Pei Shuyu's ears felt hot, and he nodded reluctantly without saying anything.
The doctor cleared his throat and began his professional explanation: "Pheromone disorder is caused by pheromone accumulation. It's just like the endocrine imbalance caused by staying up late. As long as you pay attention to your daily routine and release the accumulated pheromones, it will be fine."
The doctor was quite proud when he spoke of this. "You guys are really ahead of the curve! We just published this conclusion in the Allied Endocrinology Journal last week! It was my teacher who discovered it!"
"Ahaha, really? Congratulations..." Pei Shuyu stuttered a little, but still wanted to ask, "What if I vent my anger... and still do it again... will this happen?"
The doctor slapped his thigh and said, "Hey! That means you haven't released all your desire yet! If one time doesn't work, try two times. If two times don't work, try three times! If that doesn't work, try ten times! It should be fine after all!"
Hearing this, Lu Hean leaned on Pei Shuyu's shoulder and laughed secretly.
Pei Shuyu's face was about to burn, and he managed to utter another sentence: "So this has nothing to do with... the gender of the person?"
Lu Hean stopped smiling.
The doctor reached over and took a sip of goji berry tea. He said, "Theoretically, the target can be alpha, omega, or beta. It's all about venting. If I had to say, alpha is definitely more efficient. The higher the match, the better the effect."
Seeing that someone looked a little unhappy, his years of experience in medical disputes had taught him how to avoid danger in an emergency.
He corrected himself, "But that's not the case. If he's set his sights on you, of course he'll only do it with you. It's useless if he doesn't look for others."
Lu Hean was very satisfied with this sentence and said, "The doctor is right, Shuyu."
"Shut up!" Pei Shuyu stood up suddenly, his face as red as a boiled shrimp, and dragged Lu Hean out of the clinic. The doctor's cheerful voice came from behind: "Walk slowly!"
The door to the clinic slammed shut, and the doctor happily took another sip of wolfberry tea: "It's great, youth has no limits."
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The author has something to say: That’s all I have to say…
I can't write anything when I'm wei, I'll finish this chapter when I get ready [heart]
Although I really don't like spoilers.
But you have to believe that this is a happy ending! [紫糖]
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