Chapter 20
Seeing that she had lain down, Nan Yayin secretly went to search for Qiao Yan's school forum.
He never looked at anything else; he would just quietly click on anything with the character "Qiao" in it.
"Qiao Yan has taken a week off, that's great, she doesn't have to go to class."
Wake up, she'll make it all up next week.
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-During the warm-up for the last practical class, she knocked over all the people who went up to try her out. I don't want to say anything.
-Speaking of the last practical class, I smelled something strange on her.
-Back upstairs, I smelled it too. It's the bloody smell of a journey, the smell of a hero's undying spirit in his old age.
-Is chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) this serious? It smells like pheromones.
Nan Yayin abruptly shut down the terminal and glanced at Qiao Yan, who was sleeping next to him.
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- Correction, correction, it must be the scent of Omega pheromones.
Nan Ya Yin's heart skipped a beat. At first, he thought it was his own pheromones. Although Omegas don't have the ability to mark, they can still experience the pleasure of possession when an Alpha carries their pheromones.
But he quickly calmed down, a rare display of rationality during his heat. He knew Qiao Yan wouldn't have other Omegas, but what if she did?
Sensitive, fragile, and prone to emotional outbursts are simply due to a lack of security.
He reached out and touched Qiao Yan's hair scattered on the pillow; this touch actually brought him a little peace. When would this heat end? When would he be able to stop being so strongly dependent on Qiao Yan?
Qiao Yan was resting with her eyes closed when someone tugged at her hair and pressed down on her pillow.
"Is it starting again?" Qiao Yan sat up, her hand touching his neck, which was still hot. "Do you want me to hold you?"
She wanted to ask again, but Nan Ya Yin turned her head away and ignored her.
Qiao Yan was still unclear about the reason for his sudden emotional outburst. He shouldn't have only taken the equipment department exam; he should have studied some psychology and consulted Zhou Yi about micro-expression analysis.
Although the pheromones in the room were strong enough, it was still better to hold him. If Nan Ya Yin could accept the temporary marking, then there was even less to worry about. She wrapped one arm around his waist and pulled him closer.
When Nan Yayin's head was buried in the familiar spot again, good, it was the same position again. If she had said this would be fine, Qiao Yan would not have let go halfway. She decided to keep it like this for the next two days and asked Xiao Lu to prepare two ropes to tie Nan Yayin up first, and then tie the two of them up.
This time, Nan Yayin didn't resist. Qiao Yan endured the long, silent night, feeling as if almost a century had passed.
Why isn't he saying anything? Why isn't he resisting? This only happens during the day when he's not fully conscious. Qiao Yan reached out and touched his neck and forehead with concern.
Qiao Yan's hands were calloused, and every time he touched them, it sent shivers down Qiao Yan's spine, especially now when he was particularly sensitive. Several times, he almost touched the glands.
What's going on? Does Qiao Yan's gland not grow on his neck or something? He was feeling sad, but her touching him made him even more melancholy.
"You bastard." Nan Ya Yin pulled away from her shoulder slightly, looking at her with a sinister gaze. "How long are you going to keep touching me?"
Seeing that he still had the energy to speak, Qiao Yan patted his back and said, "It's okay. I was afraid you would start again. If I didn't get an answer from you, I was going to bite your glands."
"asshole."
Nan Yayin leaned close to Qiao Yan's ear, and she could hear even the softest whisper of those two words.
Qiao Yan knew that he didn't want to hug her out of his own volition. It was because he was in heat, because he couldn't control his craving for Alpha pheromones, or because of the loss of control brought about by the 99% compatibility. All of these were possible, but it was out of desire rather than personal will.
Even her heat cycle started suddenly because of her.
"I'm sorry." Qiao Yan patted his back. "I won't mark you. I just don't want you to be too upset."
Nan Yayin didn't know if she was provoked by something, or if every word she said was like a needle pricking him, but he sat up so he could see Qiao Yan's face clearly.
The warm yellow light from the sofa illuminated their profiles. Nan Yayin looked closely but could only see tenderness and pity in her eyes. Not long ago, he had hoped that Qiao Yan would pity him and sympathize with him.
He had read the students' evaluations of her: stern yet gentle, though seemingly unapproachable. The cruel Qiao Yan was kind to everyone, and compassionate towards all who had suffered.
He's just one of them, nothing special.
Qiao Yan gently wiped the corner of his eye, "Please forgive me, I didn't mean to."
Nan Yayin leaned back and lightly bit her neck as if venting her anger. He hugged her tightly, as if he could snatch her away from someone else.
The moonlight quietly peeked through the gaps in the curtains, and Qiao Yan didn't realize what time it was until she heard the familiar birdsong outside the window.
Nan Ya Yin held her tightly and didn't let go. Although it went on and on throughout the night, thankfully it wasn't as severe as it had been at the beginning. She could hear steady breathing coming from her neck. Anyone would feel exhausted after going through all this. Qiao Yan didn't put him down and would gently pat him from time to time to comfort him.
She touched the terminal on the side, preparing to tell Xiaolu that after she sat down to eat breakfast, she would ask her to bring a portion to her room.
The first thing I saw when I opened the app was a forum section, still discussing her. Qiao Yan was quite famous, but there was very little publicly available information about her, so there weren't many topics to discuss about her.
She scrolled up and found that it was probably her students cheering that she didn't have class this week. Then it veered off to the point that she smelled of Omega pheromones. Given her long-standing single status and aloofness, it was very strange for her to suddenly have such a scent, and suddenly she started talking about being kept as a mistress and having a mistress hidden away.
Qiao Yan calculated that it was when she was in the hospital stairwell that she picked up the pheromones. She usually controls her pheromones, but that time she almost fled in panic and didn't have time to deal with these unfamiliar emotions.
- It seems that Qiao Yan is not a god after all, and also has emotions and desires.
A bitter smile played on Qiao Yan's face as she faced the shimmering blue interface. She knew she could never reach the threshold of godhood. She was even cowardly, timid, and selfish; she felt at ease with the label of being just an ordinary, living person.
Qiao Yan exited the interface and suddenly realized that she would never watch this kind of thing. One reason was that she didn't have time, and the other was that she didn't think of watching it. So it was obvious who was watching it.
Not long after, she remembered Nan Yayin's sudden change in mood. Could it be related to what happened here? Was it because he didn't like the pheromones on her? Or did he simply not want to be associated with her at all?
Qiao Yan couldn't figure her out. Nan Ya Yin wasn't a straightforward person, and she wasn't good at guessing what people were thinking. They had even had a fight before going to Da Han Xing, and then he encountered an unexpected situation when he returned. Qiao Yan used to be able to handle things very well, but now he was in a complete mess and couldn't handle anything.
There was a knock on the door. Xiao Lu opened the door and placed the breakfast on a small table in front of the sofa.
"Thank you. Has Shuyin eaten?" Qiao Yan asked softly.
"She just woke up and told me she wanted to visit her brother. Is that allowed?"
Qiao Yan glanced at Nan Yayin, who was still asleep, and waved his hand, saying, "Wait a moment."
Xiao Lu slid out of the door, which was then gently closed.
It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that Nan Ya Yin opened her eyes, dazzled by a beam of light.
Qiao Yan felt a movement on her shoulder. "Awake?"
"Hmm..." Nan Ya Yin felt much better now, not as uncomfortable as yesterday, and her mood was very stable, except that she felt sticky all over.
Wait a minute, it seems he didn't wash up at all yesterday. He's sweating so much and being held in someone's arms. He suddenly pushed Qiao Yan away.
Seeing his sudden look of terror, Qiao Yan was speechless.
"You just held me like that? You held me all night?" Nan Ya Yin couldn't believe it.
Should she answer "yes" or "no" at this moment? Qiao Yan wasn't sure, so she just looked up at him for the time being.
"Didn't you smell anything at all?" Nan Ya Yin, realizing what was happening, felt like she was made of sauerkraut. "I'm going to take a shower, so please stop hugging me!"
He pulled himself out of Qiao Yan's arms and stood firmly on the ground.
Qiao Yan followed them to the bathroom. She had regained her strength, but she still didn't seem very clear-headed.
Hearing the sound of water inside, Qiao Yan walked towards Nan Ya Yin's room. "Aren't you going to take a bath without taking any clothes?"
It wasn't until after he finished washing that he realized he hadn't brought any clothes. Looking at the pile of clothes on the side, covered in all sorts of liquids, he knew he would never wear them again. Even if he were to stand in the bathroom until night, he wouldn't wear them. Who knows how Qiao Yan could hold onto them without being able to smell anything? It's one thing to be insensitive to pheromones, but is his nose also bad?
He was first ashamed of being hugged, then distressed that he couldn't get out now. He couldn't possibly go to Qiao Yan to get his clothes, let alone run out naked like this.
There are security cameras in the second-floor corridor, and the footage is recorded. Qiao Yan can easily see it by simply looking through the footage.
"Knock knock"
There was a knock on the bathroom door. "Are you done showering?"
Nan Yayin stiffened her neck and said, "No." She was going to stay here all day.
"Your clothes."
Qiao Yan heard the bathroom door unlock and quickly took the clothes from her hands with an arm that was probably red from being rubbed.
When he came out, Qiao Yan sat on the sofa and waved to him, "Come and eat."
Nan Yayin glanced at her and said, "Wait a minute."
She then ran back to her room. She had spent the whole day with Qiao Yan. When she got back to her room, she saw Nan Shuyin being carried by Xiao Lu and about to go downstairs.
"Brother!" Nan Shuyin happily let Xiao Lu put her in Nan Yayin's arms. "I just saw my sister come. She said you were still sleeping! Brother, brother, I took my medicine obediently."
Nan Yayin picked her up and patted her head, "Great job."
"Good morning, Nan Yayin," Xiao Lu greeted from the side. "Long time no see."
Qiao Yan's robot spoke strangely, just like Qiao Yan herself. "It hasn't been long. We met yesterday, no, at least the day before yesterday."
“Yes, I’m so glad you remember,” Xiaolu replied.
"Xiao Lu and I are going downstairs to eat. Does brother want to eat breakfast?" Nan Shuyin hugged his neck.
His meals seem to be upstairs. Why does someone with a broken leg have to go downstairs to eat, while someone who is fine eats upstairs?
However, Nan Yayin had something more important to do now. He put Nan Shuyin back in Xiao Lu's arms and said, "Take good care of her."
"We guarantee the mission will be completed."
A strange robot.
Nan Yayin didn't have much time right now. He ran to his room and found something very important. He didn't know if it was good or bad that Qiao Yan hadn't brought it to him, but as long as he didn't say anything, no one would know.
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