Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Follow Me Home
"I just don't want to go to the fraternity, but students keep trying to slip me invitations, so I have to avoid it. Where in the world are there so many psychopaths? How could I possibly bump into two people I haven't seen in years?"
Chen Luan suppressed the inexplicable throbbing in his heart, used a little strength to pull his wrist back, and sat back on the sofa.
Jiang Ling followed behind with his hands behind his head, scoffing, "What social gathering? I think it's a matchmaking event."
He touched the back of his burning neck and kicked the tangled sofa leg in annoyance, "You're not allowed to go."
"Did the sofa bother you?"
A handsome young man lazily leaned against a black sofa, his shirt collar unbuttoned to the second button, revealing half his collarbone. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. A watch was tucked around his wrist, the dark blue dial flickering with movement. His half-closed, translucent grey eyes curved upwards in a teasing manner.
"You're not allowed to go? Why are you not allowed to go? Why are you so possessive of your brother's private time? Are you still a child who needs your brother to accompany you every day?"
"No reason, just not allowed."
Jiang Ling was about to sit down on the sofa opposite with a sour face, but when his eyes fell on Chen Luan, he suddenly frowned.
He leaned forward, his slender fingers caressing Chen Luan's collar. His light amber eyes narrowed dangerously. "Chen Luan, where's the necklace I gave you?"
"Aren't necklaces meant to be worn around the neck—" Chen Luan slapped Jiang Ling's fingers away, and reached along her collarbone to pick up the necklace, but he missed it and paused.
"Um?"
"So what you're saying is, you wear the watch Jiang Xun gave you every day and lost the necklace I gave you, right, Chen Luan?"
The young man raised his hand and grabbed Chen Luan's wrist covered by the metal strap, his eyes darkening.
The gland covered by the suppression patch began to throb slightly due to the emotional fluctuations.
The scent of cypress and amber slowly burned with sparks and ashes, and a breeze carrying the scent of basil leaves and sea salt uncontrollably invaded Chen Luan.
Even under Jiang Ling's deliberate suppression, the super-A-level pheromone still rippled in circles, like a large stone suddenly thrown into the calm water, spreading in all directions.
Qiao Zhile and the others who were closest to them were the first to notice it. After looking at each other in silence for a few seconds, they quietly looked over here.
Jiang Ling was angry.
The signals in the pheromones are very clear.
Even though Chen Luan couldn't smell the pheromones, he could still detect it from Jiang Ling's low voice and the pair of eyes that had almost turned dark gold.
The tall young man leaned over and pressed Chen Luan's wrist, trapping Chen Luan between his arm and the sofa, and the feeling of oppression came over him.
However, Chen Luan felt guilty for losing the gift from his brother, which overwhelmed the strange feeling in his heart.
But he really couldn't remember when the thing went missing. The necklace was clearly on him when he was taking a nap at home at noon.
Sensing the various meaningful gazes around her attracted by the smell of pheromones, Jiang Ling did not give Chen Luan a chance to speak.
He stood up with a sullen face, pulled Chen Luan up from the sofa, and dragged him towards the door of the bar without saying a word.
Jiang Ling's black heavy motorcycle was parked not far away outside.
He took out an orange-black spare helmet from the trunk and put it on Chen Luan's head, helped him fasten the chin strap, and was about to let Chen Luan get in the car when he saw a familiar figure walking out from the opposite side of the alley.
"Brother, Jiang Ling."
A tall young man in a neat and straight uniform walked calmly through the darkness at the corner of the street and stopped in front of the two men.
On a midsummer night, the sultry wind blew the fallen grass leaves across the young man's clothes and also swept over the incessant chirping of cicadas.
The street lights above were separated by a billboard, and the dim light that came down was cut into two distinct boundaries of black and white.
The flying insects stumbled towards the lamp wick.
Jiang Ling is in the light, Jiang Xun is in the dark.
Chen Luan stood at the intersection where light and darkness converged.
"I was just about to call you to go home with me when I saw you were already out."
Jiang Xun ignored Jiang Ling's pheromones that smelled of gunpowder, and lowered his eyes to scan Jiang Ling's fingers that were clasping Chen Luan's wrist.
Then he raised his hand and opened his palm: "Brother, your things are here with me."
The object lying in the palm of my hand shimmered in the light.
It was the necklace that Jiang Ling gave to Chen Luan.
"Why is it in your hands?"
Before Chen Luan could say anything, Jiang Ling snatched the necklace from Jiang Xun's hand with a "snap".
The young man leaning on the heavy motorcycle held the cold pendant in his hand, raised his eyes to look at his twin brother, and his slightly aggressive pheromones pointed sharply at Jiang Xun.
Jiang Xun seemed not to be affected at all. He walked into the area covered by the light and stopped beside Chen Luan.
His light amber eyes, identical to Jiang Ling's, calmly looked at his brother: "Brother was with me during lunch break. You went to play basketball at that time and didn't go home."
Jiang Ling immediately turned around and stared at Chen Luan with a frown, gritting her teeth: "You slept with Jiang Xun?"
"If you haven't learned Chinese well, you can go back to elementary school. If you talk like that, I'll wonder if your Chinese teacher is also teaching physical education part-time." Chen Luan slapped Jiang Ling on the back of the head.
"It was just that Jiang Xun happened to be home while I was taking a nap on the sofa at noon, and we sat down and chatted for a while. Why does it sound so strange when you say it?"
"Can you lose your necklace while chatting? Are you talking with your neck?" Jiang Ling grabbed Chen Luan's hand and pulled it towards herself.
"I picked it." The next second, Jiang Xun's light voice immediately directed the blame to himself.
He raised his hand, pushed away Jiang Ling's fingers that were holding Chen Luan's wrist, turned his head, and looked into those eyes that almost immediately darkened to gold.
"My brother fell asleep, and I was afraid he would get hurt by the pendant, so I took it off for him."
The pair of light amber eyes raised an eyebrow and looked at Jiang Ling, and the slightly raised corners of the lips instantly made Jiang Ling feel a hint of provocation.
"I'm sorry, brother. I forgot to give it back to you. When I remembered, you were gone."
Jiang Xun lowered his eyes again, and very naturally reached out to tidy up Chen Luan's messy collar, his gaze lingering for a moment near Chen Luan's clean collarbone.
Sure enough, it looked much more beautiful than before when she was wearing that annoying necklace.
In the air, the mixture of vetiver with the fragrance of ink and the steady scent of agarwood, with a hint of spicy agave, finally collided with Jiang Ling's pheromones.
The glands at the back of his neck swelled with heat, but Jiang Xun's eyes remained gentle as he looked at Chen Luan.
"Do you want me to put it on for you now?"
"It's just a small matter, so don't bother with me." Jiang Ling stared into Jiang Xun's eyes, pulled Jiang Xun's hand away and threw it aside.
Then he reached out and grabbed Chen Luan's helmet, turned Chen Luan's body over, and put the necklace back on himself.
The cold touch returned to the position three inches away from the heart.
"Get in the car and come home with me." Jiang Ling took off the goggles on Chen Luan's helmet and reached out to Chen Luan.
"The driver is waiting at the intersection. Do you want to ride with me? The wind will be very strong if we take the motorcycle." Jiang Xun raised his hand again to lift up his goggles and looked into Chen Luan's eyes gently.
The smell of gunpowder filled the air again.
Chen Luan crossed his arms, half-closed his eyes and raised his eyebrows as he watched the two brothers' open and secret fights, attributing it to a child's childish possessiveness of his brother and the territorial behavior of furry canines.
But there was only one brother, and it was not enough for the two of them.
What should I do?
Chen Luan leaned against the lamppost, standing there without moving.
The cicadas lying on the branches on both sides of the street started to make noise again, arguing with each other.
"Chen Luan, I said get in the car." Jiang Ling frowned.
"Brother?" Jiang Xun tilted his head slightly, with innocent doubt in his eyes.
Chen Luan slowly straightened up and stretched like a cat. Seeing Jiang Ling's provocative smile of a victor as he looked at Jiang Xun, he finally walked slowly towards Jiang Ling.
Then he reached out and took the car keys from Jiang Ling's coat pocket, and then he got on the motorcycle.
The young man's slender, bony fingers hooked the red keychain and leisurely turned it twice.
Immediately, as Jiang Ling's expression slowly froze, the roar of a heavy engine was heard in the streets.
Chen Luan fastened his goggles and waved cheerfully at the twins. "Nice bike, lend it to me for a spin around the dock. You two can take the driver's car back by yourselves, and don't fight. See you later."
The noisy cicadas stopped abruptly.
The twins watched Chen Luan's back disappear around the corner of the street, both in silence.
"Happy?" Jiang Ling glanced at Jiang Xun, unscrupulously released her surging pheromones on the empty street, and pounced on Jiang Xun.
"If you mean the fact that Chen Luan didn't take your car home today, yes." Jiang Xun raised his eyes, curled the corners of his lips indifferently and looked at Jiang Ling, and without hesitation, he hit back with his pheromones.
"You came all the way here just to stop Chen Luan from riding in my car?" Jiang Ling turned and walked towards the Jiang family's car at the intersection. His burning glands made him irritable. "Jiang Xun, if you're really bored, go eat some rat poison."
Having long been accustomed to his brother's daily nonsense, Jiang Xun calmly followed Jiang Ling's footsteps:
"Jiang Yongting is coming back."
"Yes, I will. It's a great honor that Director Jiang still remembered that he still has a home in Mingxizhou."
Jiang Ling didn't stop, opened the car door, got in, lowered the backrest to the lowest position, lay down directly, crossed her legs, put on her headphones, and sneered: "How long does the busy and dedicated Director Jiang plan to stay home this time? Half a day or a whole day? I guess half a day."
But Jiang Xun's next words immediately brought the atmosphere in the car to freezing point.
Jiang Xun looked into Jiang Ling's eyes and spoke calmly, "At the shortest, half a year; at the longest—"
He lowered his eyes and said with a half-smile: "It's hard to say."
"Oh, right. He also wants me to study at Nuremberg State University, and he's already contacted a tutor."
In the silent carriage, Jiang Xun's light voice was heard again.
Jiang Ling's lips curled up in a mocking arc. "One is in politics and the other is in business. He seems to have a good calculation. What do you think?"
"What about you?" Jiang Xun raised his eyes and asked back.
"If you want to go, you go. I won't go." Jiang Ling put on his headphones again and lay back down, then started the game.
"Do you think I would go so far away and leave you alone at home with Chen Luan for four years?" Jiang Xun raised his eyelids and looked at him.
"Oh, that's perfect, me too."
The two pheromones in the carriage collided again, creating the smell of sparks.
The twins' eyes met for a moment, then looked away, neither looking at the other again.
At the same time.
The young master of the Yu family has already boarded a private plane to Qiwei City.
There was a letter of employment lying on the small table next to the sofa.
The signature and seal were from the Medical Department of the Federal Military Academy.
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