Chapter 120 You Smell So Good
Lin Yao's earlobes were so red they were practically dripping blood.
He rested his palms on the sink, being hugged by the Alpha he hadn't seen in four years, and felt as if he had really grown ears.
And it's furry.
His lips touched me so lightly that I felt a tingling sensation running from the top of my head all the way down to my tailbone.
Lin Yao couldn't stand being led astray by him, so he propped himself up on his arms to leave, saying, "I'm not a cat."
"You are, let me breathe in you." Xie Xingchen stopped teasing him, lowered his head, buried his entire head in the crook of his neck, and his breathing became even, deep and shallow.
The eleventh hour after their reunion.
Finally, they embraced.
I ask for nothing more.
Because of the sudden intimacy, Lin Yao's heart was momentarily thrown into turmoil.
Xie Xingchen, however, did not overstep any bounds.
Lin Yao seemed to have sensed the other person's lingering insecurity, but he wasn't the only one feeling uneasy. Xie Xingchen acted no differently than before, but they both knew very well that many subtle details had changed.
At least Xie Xingchen in the past wouldn't have just quietly held her for so long after she lost control.
Can couples with highly compatible partners really resist each other when they reunite?
"It smells so good," Xie Xingchen whispered. "Hold me for another thirty seconds."
Lin Yao saw a tiny bit of blood seeping from between his lips in the mirror. It was dark red and mixed with the color of his lips, so it wasn't very noticeable at first glance.
At this moment, Lin Yao realized that Xie Xingchen's self-destructive tendencies were becoming increasingly severe.
In the past, when he had an attack, he liked to take strong inhibitors and endure the pain, deriving a sense of mental pleasure from the physical pain. But now, he's punishing himself for it, and he's lost even that pleasure.
Lin Yao recalled many nights he was awakened by nightmares; he wasn't the only one trapped in the aftereffects of that report.
"Why are you biting yourself?" he frowned.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself, you smell so good." Xie Xingchen gently sniffed him, as if he were really holding a cat and wouldn't let go. "I can't do anything more outrageous to you."
Lin Yao's breathing rose and fell.
She asked the question on his behalf: "Xie Xingchen, have we broken up?"
Unless it's improper or illegitimate, there's nothing you can't touch.
He felt the tall Alpha on his back stiffen for a moment, pause for several seconds, before carefully choosing his words: "I don't think so."
He paused, then adopted a humble tone: "You can have other answers."
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Lin Yao held his anger in, but after a while, he couldn't take it anymore and yelled at him, "I've waited for you for four years, what kind of answer do you think I could possibly give you? You have no conscience."
After their reunion, their pretense was finally shattered, revealing the unsettled inner world of both of them.
Xie Xingchen buried his face in the crook of his neck, letting out a heavy sigh. After four years of doubt and anxiety, his heart finally settled down.
"No, I'm just not sure, it's good that there's no score."
"Idiot," Lin Yao cursed again.
Xie Xingchen held him still for a while before finally getting up and saying, "We're thirty seconds over time, let's go back."
Lin Yao stared at his reflection in the mirror, utterly bewildered.
Xie Xingchen lowered his head and took a deep breath: "What are you standing there for? You can't stay away from your seat for too long."
His phone was vibrating. Lin Yao had two phones in his pocket, one of his own. He looked at the caller ID and saw the number without a contact name. He paused for a few seconds, but still answered without hesitation.
"There's a deal going on with Zhuang Lang tomorrow night. Do you want to come?" the voice on the other end of the phone said.
"Go," Lin Yao replied decisively. "Send me the specific time and information."
“This time it’s a bit special. Yunqing’s pharmaceutical company worked overtime to produce a large batch of Z7037 and sold it all at once to a buyer from the Seventh Star System. This counts as smuggling,” the other party said. “If they catch them red-handed, at least Zhuang Lang won’t be able to escape.”
Lin Yao paused for a few seconds, lost in thought: "Let me think."
"Okay, I'll let you know if there are any changes," the other person said in a low voice. "That's all I know."
After the call ended, Xie Xingchen, who had overheard most of it, stared at him thoughtfully for a few seconds before saying calmly, "I didn't tell you not to interfere."
The atmosphere, which had just eased a little, became tense again.
Lin Yao had always disagreed with him on this matter and was stubborn, his voice cold: "This is my business, why can't I interfere?"
“It’s dangerous, and it’s easy to get involved. I’ll handle this.” Xie Xingchen had just sat there when he also received the message about the transaction tomorrow night. The two of them had found different informants, but they were going to the same thing.
Lin Yao stared at him, a half-smile on his face: "So you already knew, but you've been whispering sweet nothings in my ear for ages without telling me. Xie Xingchen, you said you'd keep all the evidence in your email without reservation, did you actually do that?"
Xie Xingchen said, "I haven't hidden the evidence from you; it's all there."
"But you kept all those dangerous deals from me, didn't you? How did you get this injury? Why are you so afraid of the military issuing your will?"
Lin Yao reached out and poked his chest, revealing the truth word by word, "Because you went on a mission in secret. It wasn't originally that serious, but you were afraid of being exposed and Xie Hengzhi would find out, so you didn't dare to go back to the military hospital, and that's why you almost lost your life, right?"
Xie Xingchen hadn't expected him to be so smart.
Just seeing a wound in the video, and by connecting the dots, you can piece together the whole story.
He belatedly felt the pain in his mouth from biting himself, and whispered, "Yaoyao, you've already had a hard time, I don't want you to worry about so many things."
But behind every investigation he participated in was his loving father. Wasn't it hard for him? Wasn't it painful for him?
Lin Yao saw the heavy cross on his body.
Xie Xingchen is atoning for his sins.
In an extremely reckless and self-destructive way, he sacrificed all the happiness of his first half of life to prove his pure love.
Lin Yao only felt heartache.
"Don't be angry," Xie Xingchen said stubbornly. "Only that one time was an accident; I handled everything else very well."
Lin Yao raised his eyes and said, word by word, "I'm not stupid. Even if you keep it from me, I'll find out through other channels. If something goes wrong if we split up, you know the consequences: four years of hard work will have been for nothing."
Xie Xingchen remained silent.
Lin Yao grabbed the back of his neck, forcing him to look at him: "This isn't how you atone for your sins. It's not about leaving me out so I can feel at ease. I don't like it either. If you continue like this, I won't tell you about any of my dangerous actions in the future. Just wait to receive my will."
"Lin Yao." Xie Xingchen could no longer bear it and called him by his full name.
"Are you angry? That's how I feel right now."
Lin Yao rebuked him expressionlessly: "I received that suicide note that was almost sent the moment I learned the truth."
The lingering fear, the boundless lingering fear, was as if Xie Xingchen had died in front of me once again after my guess was confirmed.
Xie Xingchen stared at him blankly for a long time, swallowed hard, and finally gave in: "Okay, but you really can't go tomorrow. We've already met, and if we disappear together again, it'll be too easy for us to attract attention."
"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Lin Yao glanced at the time on the screen; they had been there for almost ten minutes.
If it goes on any longer, it probably won't be clear how it will be explained.
Lin Yao slightly bent his knees: "One last question, are you planning not to touch me until this is all over?"
Xie Xingchen didn't dodge, but he was a little overwhelmed: "That was the most I could do just now, nothing else."
Lin Yao's eyes slanted upwards, his ears turned red, but he spoke bluntly: "Is this also one of the ways to atone for my sins? Do you feel that you caused me to differentiate into an Omega again, so you can't face your instincts?"
"Hmm." Xie Xingchen's eyes flickered, and his heart ached. "It's time to go back. It's been so long since I left."
Lin Yao's fingertips touched his lower lip, where traces of blood from his earlier self-harm still remained.
Xie Xingchen turned his head away, trying to avoid it, but the other person suddenly leaned in, and he subconsciously moved closer.
Lin Yao stopped just inches away, his lips landing on the chin, and bit down hard.
Xie Xingchen felt as if his sharp teeth had bitten into his heart, a sensation that was both tingling and numb, yet his words were harsh.
"You're going to hold back, huh? Let's see how long you can keep it up."
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