Chapter 11
What else could Qiao Yan dream of? When he closed his eyes, all he could see was the destruction in the yellow sand.
The desert, like the sea, can make you lose your way. There is more than one sun in the sky, no night, and even time is lost.
"This place is not suitable for human habitation, but it would be perfect for making a litter box for cats."
She heard someone joking, followed by a monster wielding sharp claws; her right leg had been severed in the process. Qiao Yan had never seen such a clean cut, as if her right leg had never existed.
A dream, yet another dream.
Qiao Yan already knew what the ending would be, and she remained conscious even in her dreams.
She opened her eyes and saw Nan Yayin right in front of her, feeling a warm sensation on her forehead.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Yan looked at him. "I don't have a fever."
Caught red-handed, Nan Yayin calmly withdrew her hand. "Don't overthink it. I just noticed you looked uncomfortable."
"Feeling unwell?" Qiao Yan looked outside and saw that it was already completely dark. "Did I sleep for a long time?"
“Not long,” Nan Yayin held up three fingers, “I only slept for three hours.”
"Do you want to eat?" Nan Ya Yin ordered another meal while she was sleeping, and since it was on her tab, she didn't care at all.
Qiao Yan wasn't hungry, but when she saw him bring it over, she said, "Then I'll eat some."
The food at the hospital wasn't very appetizing, but now two pairs of eyes were staring at her. "What's wrong?"
She now feels as if she is inside the glass enclosure of the observation deck.
Nan Ya Yin didn't reply to her; Nan Shu Yin just leaned against the armrest of the hospital bed and looked at her.
"You can say whatever it is," Qiao Yan put down her chopsticks. "Was it something I did while I was sleeping?"
Nan Yayin still didn't reply, and Nan Shuyin turned around and lay down on the hospital bed.
Something must have happened. Was she talking in her sleep? Or what, sleepwalking? Because it's just her and Xiaolu at home, she never sleeps at school. Except for the very beginning of the expedition, she has never fallen asleep in front of anyone.
"It's nothing, don't worry." Nan Yayin rarely said anything comforting, but these words only made Qiao Yan more confused, making him suspect that he must have done something even more unimaginable.
"Did I release pheromones?" She couldn't control those pheromones when she was sleeping, so she habitually touched that area. Maybe a little bit was missed, but not much. The scent in the air wasn't as strong as she had imagined.
"Was I talking in my sleep?" The more Nan Ya Yin refused to say anything, the more Qiao Yan wanted to know what had happened to make the atmosphere so strange.
"No, no, that's not it." Nan Ya Yin was a little embarrassed, but seeing how flustered she was, he still told her, "He just grabbed my hand."
When Qiao Yan first closed his eyes to sleep, Nan Ya Yin curiously leaned over to watch. She discovered that wealthy people also sleep with their eyes closed, nothing particularly unique, like spitting out money while sleeping.
He didn't have much contact with people, and he saw even fewer people asleep, let alone someone like Qiao Yan who had almost done him a favor.
He noticed that Qiao Yan was very handsome, even when he was asleep, he was still quite good-looking, with long, thick eyelashes and a high nose bridge.
It's not hard to understand why people on their school forum would say things like, "Qiao Yan is indeed quite good-looking."
Nan Ya Yin wanted to touch her eyelashes; after all, their trembling was the ultimate temptation.
Just touch it to see if it feels the same as his eyelashes, just touch it.
Nan Shuyin, who had just turned around, saw her brother acting suspiciously and forgot to tell him to stop.
He was so focused on doing bad things that he forgot everything else. He was very close to Qiao Yan, and he didn't even feel her reach out until she grabbed his other hand on the sofa. Only then did he realize that something terrible had happened.
But Qiao Yan didn't wake up; she was still asleep. Nan Ya Yin noticed that she wasn't sleeping soundly, and the pupils under her eyelids were moving around erratically. She tightened her grip on her hand.
Nan Yayin didn't want to have to perform surgery again today, so he had to wake Qiao Yan up. He wanted to push her away, but at the last minute, he boldly touched her eyelashes.
Great, it felt exactly the same. The next second, Qiao Yan woke up and saw him placing his hand on her forehead.
"What are you doing?"
Qiao Yan didn't realize that she had let go of Nan Ya Yin's hand, which allowed Nan Ya Yin to start talking nonsense.
However, Nan Ya Yin wouldn't tell her what he had done; he would only show her his wrist and say, "Look."
Nan Yayin's skin was very fair; even a pinch would leave a red mark. Qiao Yan gripped her hard, making the red marks look even more menacing, and they wouldn't fade away in a short time.
Qiao Yan wanted to cover her head. "I'm sorry, you must be in a lot of pain."
"It's not really that bad." Although he was the one who started it, he definitely couldn't let her know, which made Nan Ya Yin accept the apology half-heartedly.
"I'm going back now." Qiao Yan didn't really understand why she had to come all this way. If she were still in the school dormitory, none of this would have happened.
She was uneasy, and Nan Yayin felt the same way. Before her mind could process what was happening, she opened her mouth and said, "Wait a minute."
Qiao Yan had just stood up, but after hearing what he said, she touched the sofa and sat down again.
"What's wrong?"
Nan Ya Yin glanced at her younger sister, pulled her chair closer, and whispered, "You're just coming over for a moment?"
Qiao Yan looked at him suspiciously. What else could it be?
"No, pheromones?" Nan Ya Yin wanted to erase the impression that he had just done something wrong, but he found it hard to say. Unfortunately, he kept bringing up this topic lately, and Qiao Yan seemed to be completely clueless, always making him the one to speak first.
Qiao Yan shut her mouth. Rationally, she should go back now, whether to handle lesson plans or write reports. But emotionally, she really wanted to, and it would feel very comfortable, but she couldn't say that outright.
Qiao Yan didn't speak, and neither did Nan Yayin. Then they walked one after the other towards the bathroom in the ward.
How strange, really strange, Qiao Yan kept thinking. Does something like pheromones, which everyone has, really need to be kept so secret?
She was just a professor in the equipment department; she didn't know as much about pheromones or special periods as a teenager.
When she entered the bathroom, the room was already filled with the fresh scent of sage.
She gently closed the door, turned around and asked, "Is the light on?"
The bathrooms in the VIP wards are fully equipped, but not very large; once the door is closed, it becomes a small, enclosed space.
Qiao Yan leaned against the door. Actually, she could have just turned her back to Nan Yayin, but that would have been impolite.
"Turn it off, turn it off." Nan Yayin didn't think much before coming in, but when Qiao Yan also came in, she realized that this place was terribly small, and there was nothing to hide in.
The indoor lights were turned off as he expected, and the darkness made their hearing even more acute, to the point that they could hear a pin drop.
Qiao Yan could hear Nan Yayin breathing and her own heartbeat. She leaned against the door, too afraid to move.
"Aren't you going to say something?" Nan Ya Yin asked her. "Don't you feel awkward?"
Is it embarrassing? Qiao Yan could hear the slight tremor in his voice; was it fear or embarrassment?
"What do you want to say?" Qiao Yan asked him, but there was never anything worth talking about once she started the conversation.
Nan Yayin didn't want to take the initiative, after all, he was too far removed from her world and couldn't say anything meaningful, but she thought that perhaps Qiao Yan wouldn't refuse.
"Is the cake delicious?" Nan Yayin asked her.
"It's delicious." Qiao Yan thought for a moment and replied, "Sweetness easily makes people feel happy; it's a tangible feeling that you can taste."
"You've eaten a lot?" Nan Ya Yin acknowledged her. He, on the other hand, hadn't eaten much. The money he would have spent on cakes would have been better spent on groceries. To feel happy, he should focus on surviving first.
Qiao Yan shook her head in the darkness, "No, I only eat it occasionally."
“Your pheromones are cream,” Nan Yayin said.
Qiao Yan smiled helplessly, making very little noise, like breathing.
"Actually, it smells very nice, sweet." This time, Qiao Yan finally controlled his pheromones, and he couldn't smell them at all.
“I know.” Qiao Yan touched the back of his neck. “Although I don’t look like an Alpha, I don’t dislike me.”
Nan Ya Yin wanted to smell it this time, hoping she would let out a little, but Qiao Yan was very strict and wouldn't give her any. The bathroom was full of his boring pheromones; he was already used to the smell himself.
Why not release a little? Nan Yayin thought, didn't they say they couldn't control themselves? As he thought about it, he put in more effort, and the scent of his pheromones became even stronger.
Qiao Yan was very happy. She felt as if she were surrounded by nature, enveloped in the fresh scent of grass and trees, with a hint of lemon. The Omega in front of her seemed a little oblivious, as if she were a goddess who could completely suppress her instincts.
She covered her gland, trying to prevent it from leaking out. Gripping the doorknob tightly, she was lost in a blissful reverie, unable to think of anything else.
Until she felt the pheromones quietly seeping out again, sneaking away between her fingers, she thought she heard a humming laugh, but it was definitely not her.
This can't go on. Qiao Yan felt that he had to be stricter about receiving pheromones next time, limiting it to a certain period of time and requiring him not to release pheromones too excessively.
"Okay, Nan Yayin." Qiao Yan touched the light switch. "I'm going to turn on the light."
Nan Ya Yin heard her words and thought it was really unfair. He clearly liked the scent of cream, but he had no recollection of how angry he had been to Qiao Yan earlier, telling her that her pheromones were too overpowering.
"Okay." Nan Yayin composed himself, and as soon as the lights came on, he closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, Qiao Yan had already walked out of the bathroom.
Did she leave first again?
Just as Nan Yayin was about to open the door, Qiao Yan said to her from outside, "I'm going back first. You guys should get some rest."
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