Chapter 55 Help Me
Chen Luan still felt a little guilty and remorseful about the fact that he had lost contact for three days without even saying hello.
So even though Jiang Xun said they didn't feel like eating for the time being, Chen Luan still bought some snacks and drinks on the way, so that they wouldn't be hungry in the middle of the night and couldn't find anything to eat.
Considering that Jiang Ling likes to drink lemon mint ice cola and Jiang Xun likes ice soda water when they are susceptible to fever, Chen Luan went to the supermarket to buy mint leaves and fresh lemons, as well as the brand of drinks they usually drink.
When passing by the wine rack, the salesman pulled Chen Luan aside to introduce the discounted red wine in his hand.
Chen Luan couldn't taste it, but his eyes were attracted by the name of another wine in the wine rack.
"What's the difference between these two types of rum?"
Chen Luan, who never drinks, was confused by the two bottles, one gold and one white, so he turned to the salesman and asked, "Which one is best for mixing with Coke?"
"White rum, it tastes fresher."
The salesman was quite enthusiastic: "If you want to mix it with Coke, I suggest adding some lime juice."
"Okay, thank you."
As the sky gradually darkened, Chen Luan finally got on the elevator home carrying the slightly heavy bag.
The door lock made a slight click, which was all too clear in the unusually quiet small apartment.
There was no ceiling light on and no one was in the living room.
There was only a dim floor-standing night lamp lit in the corner.
Where are the people?
Chen Luan changed his shoes at the door and called out guiltily, "I'm back."
Usually, whenever he came home later than the twins, Jiang Ling would always hang on him first.
Why is Jiang Ling missing today?
...Isn't he really angry?
Chen Luan was wearing slippers and placed the shopping bag he was carrying on the coffee table, making a slight sound.
"Jiang Ling? Jiang Xun?"
"Hey, you still remember to come back."
A familiar voice sounded somewhat abruptly in the quiet living room.
Chen Luan turned around at the sound and saw Jiang Ling leaning against the small bedroom door, arms folded, chin raised and eyes half-closed as she looked at him. "Did aliens kidnap you these past three days, or did you forget your phone password?"
Chen Luan: “…”
Chen Luan looked away, feeling somewhat guilty. "Sorry. I left in a hurry and forgot to tell you. There's no signal over there, so I can't reach you."
"oh."
The figure slowly walked towards Chen Luan and stopped in front of Chen Luan.
The tall alpha leaned down slightly, raised the corner of his lip to catch Chen Luan's eyes: "So the first person you called when the signal was restored was Jiang Xun?"
In the dim space, Chen Luan could not smell the pheromones that were restlessly pressing towards him.
But he could still feel the slightly stagnant atmosphere around Jiang Ling, as well as the oppressive feeling brought by the alpha who was much taller than him.
Even though Jiang Ling seemed to be smiling now, Chen Luan knew very well that—
Jiang Ling was angry.
Feeling guilty, he took a half step back, resting his knees on the edge of the sofa, and lowered his eyes: "You two are always together, isn't it the same no matter who you call? - Are you angry?"
A sneer came from above my head.
"How dare I be angry with you."
Chen Luan: ...
The duplicitous little bastard is obviously angry!
But since the fault was indeed his this time, Chen Luan's eyes wandered to the coffee table, not meeting Jiang Ling's gaze.
The next second, a slightly hot hand suddenly grabbed his chin, forcing him to turn towards the other person and look him in the eye: "Tsk. Why are you hiding? Look at me."
The young man in front of him half-closed his dark golden eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "Don't think I don't know."
"You think Jiang Xun is easier to talk to than me, so you only beat him, right?"
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His secret thoughts were exposed. Chen Luan coughed awkwardly, raised his hand to swat the hand on his chin away, and refused to admit it: "How could it be? It was just the last call he made, and I just called him back."
As he spoke, he was about to push away Jiang Ling who was standing in front of him, trying to change the subject: "...Where's your brother?"
“Snap—”
His wrist was grabbed by the other party, and the boy's hot body pressed towards him.
His knees were stuck on the edge of the sofa, causing his center of gravity to shift, and Chen Luan was caught off guard and instantly pressed into the soft sofa.
In the dim light, the young man held down Chen Luan's right wrist, his knees resting on the inside of his knees, and glared down at him condescendingly: "The first call I made was to Jiang Xun. The first thing I did when I got back was to find Jiang Xun."
The alpha leaned over with his lips curled, whispering in Chen Luan's ear: "Chen Luan, don't be so partial."
The hot air blew behind the sensitive ears, and Chen Luan's ears immediately turned red.
He raised his elbow to press against Jiang Ling's shoulder as she moved closer and closer, and tilted his head to avoid her breath: "I didn't, it's just that you were the first person I saw when I came back."
"Get up, you're dead."
"I don't."
Jiang Ling simply loosened his grip and placed his entire weight on Chen Luan's arms. The clean detergent scent from the latter's body, along with his unique warmth, wafted towards him.
Jiang Ling breathed softly.
The waves of burning pain in the back of the neck caused by the susceptible period, the heavier heartbeat in the chest, and the anxiety and emptiness that spread through the blood vessels throughout the body finally eased a little.
But it is far from enough.
The restlessness surged up from my heart, pressing against the throbbing pain in the back of my neck, and even my eardrums were vibrating dully.
Jiang Ling frowned, irritably grabbed Chen Luan's shoulders and turned over, exposing the soft skin on the back of his neck. He leaned over to bite it, but paused at the moment when he was about to touch it, changed direction, and bit the side of his neck.
The sharp canine teeth sank in.
"Um, Jiang Ling!"
The sudden pain made Chen Luan struggle, but Jiang Ling raised his hand to hold him down.
"Chen Luan."
Jiang Ling let go and looked down at the bite mark that was gradually turning red. The color in his eyes was darkened by the surging emotions.
The hot breath fell on Chen Luan's neck: "Qin Yang confessed to you."
It's not a question, it's a statement.
Chen Luan, who was struggling to push Jiang Ling out, was stunned for a moment.
"How do you know?"
"Why shouldn't I know?"
Jiang Ling raised the corner of her lips and chuckled, rubbing her chin against Chen Luan's neck: "Then - do you agree?"
The air burned dangerously with the scent of cedar and amber.
Chen Luan couldn't smell it.
But he instinctively felt that Jiang Ling was definitely not in a good mood at the moment.
He turned his head, raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Ling's hair, soothing her:
"What are you thinking? How could I possibly have those thoughts about my students?"
The suppressed pheromones quietly relaxed a little.
The hot flashes caused by the susceptible period made Jiang Ling feel a sharp pain under the back of her neck.
He grabbed Chen Luan's hand and placed it on his burning cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned on Chen Luan's shoulder, his voice deep and hoarse: "Hmph, you're sensible."
It almost sounds like she's acting like a spoiled child.
The detergent and shower gel on Chen Luan's body didn't smell familiar.
Jiang Ling sniffed gently: "You took a shower somewhere else."
"You can smell that? A dog's nose."
Chen Luan was a little surprised. "Yes, I went to the contaminated area and took a shower at the command base during my rest period."
He pushed Jiang Ling off his back and sat up, touching the fresh tooth mark on the side of his neck. He raised his leg and kicked Jiang Ling's calf again, "Do you know that your bite really hurts?"
The latter turned over on the sofa, grabbed a pillow and hugged it in his arms, raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Luan with a smile like a vicious dog: "Oh, I did it on purpose."
"Who made you lose contact for three days and couldn't find anyone?"
Chen Luan was speechless.
This was indeed his negligence.
"Sorry, it won't happen again. I promise."
Jiang Ling on the sofa snorted and laughed: "You'd better be."
"...Where's your brother?"
Jiang Ling raised her hand lazily and pointed at the small bedroom.
The door to the small bedroom was open, and only a dim bedside night light was on inside.
There was a soft arc on the bed, and in the quiet space was the sound of slightly heavy breathing.
It looks like he is asleep.
Chen Luan stepped in carefully.
Jiang Xun lay on his side, buried in the pillow with his eyes closed, his hands folded in front of his chest, the corners of his eyes and the sides of his neck were a little red due to the sensitive period.
Like a well-behaved cat sleeping.
The corners of Chen Luan's mouth curved upwards slightly without him even noticing.
She raised her hand to help him turn off the bedside lamp.
As soon as your finger touches the switch,
Only a slight "pop" sound was heard.
A burning hand gripped my wrist.
"……elder brother."
Jiang Xun's hoarse voice rang in his ears, sounding a little drowsy as if he had just woken up.
He propped up his upper body and sat up, rubbing the corners of his eyes:
"Well, you're back."
"Did I wake you up?" Chen Luan felt a little embarrassed.
“…”
Jiang Xun didn't say anything, but instead pulled Chen Luan's wrist towards him.
Chen Luan was taken to sit on the edge of the bed: "What's wrong?"
Put something on the palm of your hand that is hot or even scalding.
The young alpha placed his cheek against Chen Luan's palm, rubbing it gently with his eyes downcast like a cat.
Chen Luan paused, frowned, and put his hand on Jiang Xun's forehead: "? Why is it so hot?"
It's slightly higher than Jiang Ling's body temperature.
This is not normal.
Jiang Xun seemed to still be a little drowsy, and his head almost sank down as he held his wrist.
Chen Luan hurriedly held Jiang Xun's chin and lifted it up: "Jiang Xun?"
"How are you?"
The young man held Chen Luan's wrist, his light amber eyes half-opened weakly, and he fell into Chen Luan's arms, his hot forehead pressed against Chen Luan's neck: "Um... not so good."
There was a weak gasp in his voice.
"Brother, I feel a little uncomfortable."
Chen Luan wanted to put the back of his hand against the back of Jiang Xun's neck to feel the temperature.
When his slightly cool fingers touched the latter's hot skin, Chen Luan almost felt Jiang Xun's body shrink.
The latter immediately raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, gasping for air, his voice hoarse: "...Don't touch me, brother."
The pheromones in the air became extremely strong, and the spicy smell of tequila, with a dry, almost burning sense of aggression, poured over and entangled Chen Luan in a place he didn't notice.
Chen Luan frowned, put his arm around Jiang Xun's shoulders, and placed the back of his hand on Jiang Xun's forehead, which was obviously burning abnormally. "What's going on? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"No, not going to the hospital."
The hot body covered Chen Luan, and his arms wrapped around his waist. Jiang Xun buried his head in Chen Luan's chest and said in a muffled voice: "It's no use going to the hospital."
"It's just that you were away for too long, and you got caught in the rain a couple of days ago and had a fever. Now that you've gotten better, you're also susceptible to the flu, so the discomfort is a bit strong. I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of myself. I feel like I'm... a little too dependent on you."
There was no trace of complaint in the boy's soft tone, only a gentle sense of dependence, and even a hint of self-blame.
Chen Luan blinked slightly.
My heart felt as if it had been rubbed by a kitten's head, softening into a ball of warm cotton.
At this moment he even felt a little regretful that he should have come back earlier.
He was not there when his brother was susceptible to the virus, and he didn't even know he was sick.
There is no need to listen to the old man talking in the same old way for a long time in that meaningless pie-in-the-sky meeting. You can just ask for leave and walk away.
"I should be sorry. I was negligent."
He raised his hand and ruffled Jiang Xun's hair, sighing, "I'm your brother, of course you can rely on me. Would you like some ice soda?"
The latter nodded obediently and let go of his hand: "Yeah."
Chen Luan stood up: "Then wait for me."
"good."
He came out of the small bedroom and felt for the bag he had brought back on the coffee table.
Jiang Ling was still curled up on the sofa, hugging a pillow, her brows furrowed and her breathing heavy. Her tall figure was curled up in a ball, looking very uncomfortable.
He looked like a paralyzed puppet with its spring pulled out, and looked pitiful.
Chen Luan couldn't help but feel distressed again.
The susceptible period was when his two younger brothers needed him the most, and they were prone to anxiety. Not only was he not with them, he even lost contact for three whole days.
How hard it must be for them.
So he leaned over and rubbed Jiang Ling's head, took out the bottle of rum from the bag, and put the cool bottle against Jiang Ling's burning face: "Look what I bought?"
Jiang Ling, who had closed his eyes to endure the irritability during the susceptible period, raised his eyes and paused.
"You wanted to drink rum and coke with alcohol on the day of the split, but I didn't give it to you."
Chen Luan shook the bottle of rum, his brows softening. "Now that you're an adult, you can drink alcohol. Do you want to try it?"
The young alpha's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked into Chen Luan's eyes with burning eyes: "Yes."
When Chen Luan came out of the kitchen with two glasses of ice water, Jiang Xun was already curled up on the sofa with a small blanket wrapped around him.
Jiang Ling was curled up at the other end of the sofa.
Like two cats that keep their distance from each other, the empty space between them is a clear boundary between them.
Chen Luan looked left and right, and there was no other place for him to sit except the Chu River and Han River, so he simply sat down between the two people.
Two glasses of ice water were placed on the coffee table with a slight sound.
When Chen Luan sat down, Jiang Xun naturally rubbed Chen Luan's shoulder and put his arm around his waist.
The young alpha's body temperature was frighteningly high. He was breathing heavily with his eyes half closed, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked like he was struggling to endure it.
Chen Luan held up the glass of ice soda water and took two sips, then Jiang Xun moved his lips away.
"Not drinking anymore?"
“Hmm—”
Jiang Xun panted heavily, pressing his burning forehead against Chen Luan's neck. He shook his head, his voice hoarse and weak, "Brother, I really, really feel bad."
Jiang Ling, who was leaning on the other shoulder, was also hugging the pillow in silence. Only his increasingly heavy and suppressed breathing told Chen Luan that he seemed to be reaching his limit.
Chen Luan felt heartbroken when he saw the two stuffed animals in his home that used to be lively and active now looked half dead.
So the previous guilty conscience gradually softened into a sense of guilt.
Jiang Xun took the glass of water in his arms and put it back on the coffee table. He hugged Chen Luan again and pressed him over, resting his chin on Chen Luan's shoulder and rubbing it gently.
The voice was soft and weak, almost a whisper, with a wet, fragile plea:
"Can you... help me?"
Chen Luan's heart had long been turned into a pool of water by heartache and guilt.
"What should I do to make you feel less uncomfortable?"
A dark color that could no longer be suppressed filled the young alpha's light amber eyes, and his lips slowly pressed against Chen Luan's ear.
The fingers holding Chen Luan's wrist tightened slightly.
The spicy smell of tequila, which had been stirring in the air for a long time, came over.
"Let me mark it, okay?"
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