Chapter 113 Bonus Chapter 4 (3)
Lin Langyi really didn't expect Bian Shu to appear in front of her.
He is actually a "fake" Alpha.
At first, Bian Shu was a beta like her. When they were dating, they were like-minded and couldn't understand the nobility of the AO identity. Even when their mentor sighed and said it was a pity that they weren't Alphas, Lin Langyi would just laugh and joke about being an Alpha.
She never minded the fact that she was a beta, because she felt that people in this world could not be simply divided into three categories.
Regardless of which type of ABO she is, she is first and foremost Lin Langyi, unique and irreplaceable.
She has her own unique talents and abilities.
While Lin Langyi was doing research with her professor, she secretly mixed in her own ideas and eventually came up with a drug that catalyzes secondary differentiation.
Nobody knew, she didn't tell anyone except Bian Shu, who was inseparable from her every day.
Such research was illegal as it did not comply with the empire's strict regulations on genetic engineering at the time. It could only be traded on the black market and commanded exorbitant prices.
Lin Langyi may indeed fit the description of a "mad scientist" in other people's eyes. She didn't intend to make a fortune by circulating her work on the market; she was simply very interested in this kind of research.
She once encountered omegas from impoverished families being illegally kept on remote planets during her field research. The black market tricked them into using their bodies to make quick money, specifically to alleviate the symptoms of Alphas who didn't want to inject inhibitors and only wanted to "use" omegas to get through their vulnerable periods.
Those omegas hate their sensitive identity as omegas. The omega identity without the ability to protect themselves and be independent is a knife. They would rather become "mediocre" betas and live a peaceful life.
That's how Lin Langyi came up with the idea of researching directional secondary differentiation catalysts, and she was willing to reduce her sleep time and devote a lot of energy and money to it.
She managed to create it, and although it was revised many times and achieved significant results in experimental biology, she never actually used it on humans.
She is considering waiting until the government restrictions are relaxed somewhat before conducting clinical trials, under the protection of her professorship.
But unexpectedly, Bian Shu, this guy who seemed indifferent to life and death, gave himself a shot.
Just before the two were about to graduate, he became an Alpha and then joined the army.
After this version of the drug was injected into people, some uncontrollable symptoms still appeared, such as the disordered lateral susceptibility period after becoming an Alpha, which also proves that the drug is not yet mature.
Lin Langyi knew long ago that Bian Shu cared deeply about his humble origins. He appeared resilient, but deep down he was insecure and self-deprecating. During their relationship, he was incredibly attentive to her, almost unconditionally indulging and spoiling her. He scrimped and saved on his own expenses, but the gifts he gave her were never cheap. He would do everything that other devoted boyfriends could do, and he would do it even better.
Even so, he still felt indebted to her, always feeling that he had wronged her.
Therefore, he was like a fool who drained the pond to catch all the fish, willing to use this method to shorten the time to cross social classes in order to quickly gain fame and fortune.
She knows all of this and can understand it, but that doesn't stop her from being angry.
Upon learning of this, Lin Langyi immediately broke up with him and blocked all his contact information. Even though Bian Shu, burdened with suspicion of desertion, traveled thousands of miles back to tearfully confess his innermost feelings to her, she didn't see him even once.
Bian Shu was eventually forcibly taken back by the military region, while Lin Langyi followed the professor to Yingshan Lake, beginning her life as a mad scientist.
Doing research at the beginning is really difficult. There's no one and no money. Scientific research is like a money-devouring beast. The money you pour into it can never fill this bottomless pit.
To make a name for yourself, you need money. Only when you have enough money can you produce decent results to expand your reputation and gain more assistance and support.
This is a paradox.
But things soon took a turn for the better. Bian Shuzhen, as expected of her ex-boyfriend of several years, knew exactly where to start to salvage the relationship. He first quietly transferred his monthly salary to Ying Shanhu's research fund account, then obtained information that the military region's logistics department was about to tender for the purchase of inhibitors, and went to great lengths to push this information to Lin Langyi.
Lin Langyi won the bidding project. The inhibitor she developed was more effective and had fewer side effects than those on the market. It just lacked an opportunity for widespread promotion, but the title of "military region exclusive" was obviously enough.
Her mentor once shook his head in regret that she wasn't an Alpha, but now, as a Beta, she supplied all the Alphas in the military region with inhibitors.
Once the cash flow started moving, things improved significantly. Subsequently, under the professor's guidance, Ying Shanhu's stock price steadily increased.
It wasn't until she put the secondary differentiation catalyst project, which had been shelved due to funding issues, back on the agenda that she finally remembered this first guinea pig.
She kindly added Bian Shu back as a friend. It was simple; he sent her a friend request every three to seven days, and he persisted in doing so tirelessly.
Lin Langyi pondered for a moment and guessed that this was the amount of time Bian Shu could obtain a quantum computer during his service in the military region.
After successfully adding him on WeChat, Lin Langyi learned about Bian Shu's disordered immune system after taking the medication and began sending him medication regularly.
In return, Bian Shu was required to record video footage of him before and after each medication session, draw blood, collect bodily fluids, record vital signs using instruments, and describe his sensations.
Therefore, when she suddenly saw him again, Lin Langyi's first reaction was that Bian Shu had come back to ask her for the next three months' worth of medication, so she subconsciously tried to pull her hand out of Xi Zhiyue's coat pocket—
She had barely pulled her fingers back when a sudden, strong force gripped her fingertips, and her hand was held even tighter.
Xi Zhiyue held onto the man tightly, his face still showing a good-natured expression. He greeted him first: "Bian Shu? What a rare guest! You were the most disciplined person in the army. Why did you leave your post without permission tonight? Did you report to Chairman Xu?"
Ah, well... it's not a very good thing to say that comes out of your mouth.
The rabbit bit someone.
Bian Shu's usually taciturn face showed only a slight movement in his eyes. He said in a completely calm tone, "I called. I said I need to see someone very important."
Xi Zhiyue smiled and said, "Oh? Is it me? I wasn't feeling well this morning. Researcher Lin was concerned about me and waived the visit from outsiders. I feel bad that you came all this way for nothing. I'll treat you to a meal later."
"No need, I'm not here to see you."
Lin Langyi burst out laughing.
Bian Shu has always been so blunt in his dealings with people, and he speaks without any mercy. If you didn't know his personality, you would think he was deliberately provoking you.
Having worked together for so long, Xi Zhiyue was certainly aware of Bian Shu's personality. However, for some reason, in this situation, he still felt that Bian Shu was simply provoking him.
Xi Zhiyue stopped pretending: "So you're here to see Xiaoyi?"
Bian Shu frowned, clearly disliking hearing others call Lin Langyi so affectionately.
He answered coldly, "Yes."
Xi Zhiyue, deliberately trying to annoy people, quickly followed up with, "It's so heartbreaking, the captain came here to see Xiaoyi too."
The fact that he had killed a thousand enemies but lost eight hundred of his own successfully disgusted his other love rival, and Bian Shu's brows furrowed even deeper.
His voice was cold and hard as he repeated, "Yuan Chuyu is here?"
"Um."
Bian Shu coldly reported: "He did not obtain approval from Chairman Xu."
“Oh,” Xi Zhiyue said, not taking it seriously at all. “You’re the most law-abiding member of our team anyway.”
Bian Shu's Adam's apple bobbed, and his face became even more expressionless. He didn't continue the topic, but instead repeated it briefly in a stiff tone: "Hat."
Lin Langyi glanced at Xi Zhiyue beside her when she had a moment to spare.
Xi Zhiyue still had that good-natured face, with a smile that wouldn't offend anyone. He raised his left hand and twisted the brim of his hat, not showing any embarrassment by taking it off directly, but instead turning the hat around and putting it back on his head steadily, showing no intention of returning it to its rightful owner.
Xi Zhiyue didn't respond, as if he hadn't heard the hat owner's dissatisfaction, and commented to himself, "The hat is a bit small."
Lin Langyi glanced at him again, sensing a subtle emotion.
interesting.
She remained completely unfazed by the sudden shift in the tense atmosphere, instead looking around curiously as if nothing had happened.
You would never guess that Xi Zhiyue, who usually seems like a nice guy, could also be so reckless, clinging to someone and being so aggressive.
Lin Langyi thought for a moment and then withdrew her hand.
Xi Zhiyue paused for a second, and his composed smile vanished completely.
He tightened his jaw and slowly lowered his head, reaching out to pull the brim of his hat again. The fan-shaped arc extended the shadow to the high bridge of his nose, and his eyes were completely lost in the darkness.
Lin Langyi withdrew her gaze and looked at Bian Shu.
After spending several years on the border, Bian Shu's demeanor had changed somewhat. Just like now, he stood before her with his back straight, a posture he had adopted when he was a student to bolster his subconscious inferiority complex, thus demonstrating his upright character.
Now, he stood with his feet together, shoulders back, chest out, and stomach in, his hands pressed tightly against the seams of his pants, but his body didn't seem tense; it was as if he was used to it.
He added calmly, "Because that's my hat, of course it doesn't suit you."
Xi Zhiyue remained silent. He was not the type to argue with people; he was easygoing in everything.
"Why don't you go back first?" Lin Langyi dismissed Xi Zhiyue. "We've been walking together for almost half an hour now, you should get some rest."
Xi Zhiyue quickly turned his face to look at her. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but Lin Langyi vaguely saw a rabbit puffing out its cheeks and pressing its ears back into an angry face like scissors.
Bian Shu walked over with steady steps. The alpha was sharp-eared and sharp-eyed, and he could hear the conversation clearly. When he saw that Lin Langyi had sent Xi Zhiyue away, his usually serious face, which had no expression, lifted up and the corners of his lips slightly curved upwards.
Lin Langyi caught this pleasant feeling and recalled a memory.
It's always been like this. Back in college, Hang Qian complained that Bian Shu's icy face only melted a little when he saw his girlfriend.
She stared at him for a long time.
Bian Shu met Lin Langyi's unwavering gaze, his heart pounding faster and faster. When he stood two steps away from her, his throat tightened uncontrollably.
He was reunited with her in the morning after a long separation. When they met, he could hardly control his body. If he hadn't run to the bathroom to prick his gland before entering Xiao Pucheng's isolation room, the pheromone detectors in the entire Ying Shan Lake would probably have sounded the alarm.
He always harbored some fantasies and expectations about her.
Even though she was exceptionally resolute when she broke up with him, leaving no room for reconciliation; even though he traveled a long way back, Lin Langyi refused to see him; even though he tried every means to contact her for so long but to no avail, only the topic of research could connect them with a faint red thread.
But Lin Langyi sent him a package, so they weren't completely unconnected!
After that, he went to the service room to print out all the electronic tracking numbers without finding it troublesome, and then collected them one by one in a collection album, just like collecting stamps.
It's already a full book now.
Bian Shu was filled with emotion. Sometimes he wished it were a train ticket, because then it would be even more worth treasuring.
But it didn't matter; he stood before her once again.
He had high hopes for her because she would often throw him a piece of candy, and he would be happy holding that candy for a very long time.
For example, she still keeps his hat, and when she gets into a conflict with a potential suitor, she still sides with him...
Bian Shu's unchanging solemn expression faded. He rubbed his nose with his knuckles, revealing a hint of nervousness, like someone returning home for the first time. He thought he had made progress after years of hard work in the army, but no matter how resilient and self-assured he was, his heart still pounded when he saw her. He wanted to get closer but felt inferior.
He hesitated for a long time, and when he met her gaze, he couldn't utter a single word of the speech he had prepared over countless nights.
When a third person is present, he can't speak his mind, and he desperately wants to get rid of his teammates.
He could only dryly repeat the line like a malfunctioning robot: "Give me back my hat."
Xi Zhiyue clenched his right fist against his abdomen, looking somewhat uncomfortable for some reason, and didn't utter a single word when he heard Bian Shu's request.
Bian Shu stopped waiting; he didn't want to wait any longer, so he reached out to take off his hat.
He was just taking back what was rightfully his.
A hand suddenly darted in and blocked his way.
Bian Shu was taken aback, and the smile on his face suddenly froze. He paused for a few seconds before looking in that direction.
Lin Langyi not only brushed his hand away, but also pulled Xi Zhiyue back a few steps, while she stepped forward half a meter to block him.
In a protective posture.
Bian Shu's hand was still suspended in the air, twitching slightly in the moonlight before slowly curling up.
A faint aroma of traditional Chinese medicine permeated the air, like ancient medicinal herbs stored in a box; the initial notes were bitter, with a hint of sharpness.
"Your name isn't written on the hat, is it?"
Xi Zhiyue seemed to have come back to life, and asked a question in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft.
These two are like a seesaw; when one end is pressed down, the other end tilts up.
Lin Langyi sighed.
Xi Zhiyue, a tall and long-legged alpha, shamelessly hid behind her, rubbed his nose in a pretentious manner, and then covered his mouth and coughed a few times as if he had choked.
Even though it's embarrassing, it's useful, that's all that matters.
People should be more tolerant of pregnant men.
Lin Langyi's attention was indeed drawn. She turned to Xi Zhiyue, who was staring intently at her again, and said, "Just wear your hat properly and go back first. It's windy outside, don't let it blow on you."
Xi Zhiyue nodded repeatedly, smiling like a gentle rabbit: "I'm feeling a little unwell, and the wind is getting chilly, so I'll take my hat back with me?"
Of course, there are two ears underneath too.
Lin Langyi recalled how this fake pregnant rabbit had been tugging at her every day for the past few days, making her touch his lower abdomen, and even using a pitiful pose like Xi Shi clutching her heart to say that he was "nauseous" and "disgusted." Now, hearing him say that he was "uncomfortable" made her a little nervous.
Don't let it slip that you're feeling morning sickness; he may be shameless, but she is.
Lin Langyi quickly waved for him to leave, but Xi Zhiyue pretended to support his lower abdomen with his palm, glanced at her reluctantly, said "See you tomorrow" and left.
The smell of Chinese medicine still lingered in my nose, growing stronger and stronger, like a hammer chasing after someone.
Lin Langyi let some people sulk and release their pheromones, her hands in her pockets, watching Xi Zhiyue walk away before she took the lead and walked in the opposite direction.
Without saying a word, footsteps naturally followed behind, neither too close nor too far.
Lin Langyi walked around to the back gate of the research institute. She knew the place well. When she used to work as a janitor for a professor, she could skillfully sneak out in the middle of the night to get a midnight snack.
Bian Shu followed quietly behind her, as if they had returned to their student days. The two of them would always go out for a meal and then take a walk. Back then, he preferred to walk side by side with her.
"Why did you suddenly come here?" Lin Langyi asked without turning her head.
"You called me."
"?I don't."
"You left me a message on your business card."
Lin Langyi stopped in her tracks, a half-smile on her face: "I wrote that the medicine would be sent out tonight. Which word in it tells you to come and find me?"
Bian Shu followed behind. The aura emanating from him was no longer as bitter as it had been at the beginning. During the time they walked one after the other, the scent gradually changed, the bitterness in the aftertaste lessened, and a unique fragrance with a sweet aftertaste emerged.
He whispered, "I want to see you."
Lin Langyi stared at him for a while. In the silent, tense atmosphere, she suddenly took two steps forward and stood in front of him. She inserted her fingers between two buttons on his coat, loosened one button, and then followed the gap to his waist and abdomen.
It was too sudden. This shouldn't be the behavior of two people who had severed ties and then reunited. Bian Shu trembled violently, almost instinctively, and his right hand swiftly grabbed her wrist, leaving her unable to move.
Lin Langyi looked up at him; in the moonlight, her face was clear and bright.
His fingertips and the base of his fingers had calluses, which were very noticeable when he rubbed them against her skin.
She said, "Let go."
Bian Shu's pheromones became increasingly strong, but Lin Langyi could only smell a faint trace, like medicinal herbs wrapped in glutinous rice paper that had been stored for a long time.
She smiled knowingly, tilted her head and said, "As a beta, I can't smell it, but you're no longer a beta but an alpha now. Since you can smell it, how about the usual thing: you help me write the descriptive text for the experiment?"
Bian Shu lowered his eyelashes, and if you looked closely, you would see that his eyelids were twitching and trembling slightly.
After a long silence, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Don't do it outside."
*
Lin Langyi did not bring anyone into the research institute. Although Bian Shu pleaded with her in a humble tone, she had been going against him for quite some time.
She led him to a large banyan tree outside the side gate. The thick trunk required five or six people to encircle it, and it was enough to shield him from prying eyes.
Bian Shu's usually meticulous uniform was wide open, and his shirt, worn close to his body, was only buttoned up crookedly at the bottom, leaving his upper body completely exposed to the air.
Despite the cold weather, his thin abdominal muscles were covered with a layer of damp sweat, which felt oily and slippery to the touch.
Lin Langyi placed one hand on his abdomen, a slight tremor emanating from his palm, while his other hand wrapped around his neck, embracing him and gently stroking the reddened glands on the back of his neck that were swollen from sexual activity.
Bian Shu hung his head as if he were about to be executed, his eyes tightly closed, his breathing intermittently escaping his mouth. Whenever his fingernails scratched against him, he would moan as if he couldn't bear it anymore, his voice carrying an abnormally low hoarse tone.
The air was filled with the scent of Chinese medicinal herbs. Lin Langyi couldn't detect any major changes, but she could tell from the experimental data that Bian Shu should be emitting a strong surge of pheromones at this moment.
"Is this how you extract fluid from the back of your neck glands every time before?" she asked gently, pressing her fingertips lightly over the particularly hot part of the gland in the center.
"Hmm..." This sound came from his nose, like an answer or a groan.
Is the susceptible period cyclical?
"Not really... well, I usually wait until after your email... uh, then..."
Lin Langyi smiled. This sounded like a long-distance couple who rarely see each other, saving up their time until they finally meet.
It was rare for him to show such a domineering side in front of her. His face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, his pupils were dilated, and his arms hung down at his sides. His fists clenched and opened ferociously over and over again, and he kept restraining himself from touching her body.
After a long separation, it wasn't yet the right time for him to hold hands with her.
She was teasing him like that just to extract his glandular fluid. He should be aware of this and not misunderstand, not... misunderstand.
Lin Langyi's hand slid to his side and touched the protruding, hard hip bone.
Bian Shu trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted. He couldn't help but lean forward, and as if he couldn't support his own weight, he briefly rested his chin on her shoulder. His heavy breathing suddenly drew closer, and the hot breath on his earlobe sent shivers down his spine.
He leaned on her shoulders, breathing heavily, his back tense, like a fully drawn bow trying to back away. Sweat dripped down his chin, leaving damp marks on her shoulders.
The swollen and hot glands were completely bulging on the skin, and when pressed, they felt like they were filled with swollen, amorphous hydrogel.
Lin Langyi checked his watch and saw that being outdoors was indeed more conducive to stimulating the nerves. The fertile period came on fiercely, faster, and in a shorter time, it reached the point where glandular fluid could be extracted.
"It seems like the time has been halved?" She even had the leisure to chat with him.
Bian Shu was burning up like a patient with a persistent high fever. His usual aloof demeanor had completely crumbled. Lin Langyi had never seen such a tormenting, decadent look on his upright face.
Even at times like these, he still remembered to answer her questions, speaking in a measured and methodical manner, answering every question.
Just like when she was a student, she would approach him with her books and ask him questions.
He is very logical when explaining things, never skipping steps, and explaining them step by step, making them very clear.
I just didn't expect that this habit would still be maintained so perfectly even in this disheveled state.
He stumbled along, trying to describe his feelings to her in a straightforward and objective tone, moving from specific details to a broader perspective with rigorous logic. This contrast made him seem like a colorless and odorless solvent that suddenly transformed into a rich color after dissolving the reactants.
"Do we need to hurry... half the time? 60%?"
"My mouth and tongue are dry, and my heart rate seems to be faster than when I take the medication myself."
"I...I can't see very clearly..."
Lin Langyi carefully observed his reaction, the two of them seemingly discussing a complex calculus problem: "Can the environment really have such a big impact?"
Bian Shu felt as if his eardrums were blocked by a layer of waterproof oil paper, making it difficult to hear anything clearly. Only the familiar scent emanating from her flowed into his nostrils like water from every direction.
He felt as if he were drowning in it, yet it also seemed that only deep breaths could relieve his suffering.
The sound and breath became his last lifeline. He clung tightly to the bait, desperately trying to leap out of the water and get closer to her, closer still.
Lin Langyi used a little force with her left hand to push away the man who had unknowingly lost most of his strength and was leaning on her shoulder.
Bian Shu's breathing was heavy and rough, his face flushed and completely buried in her neck, and he couldn't be moved no matter how hard she tried to push him away.
Hormonal changes during his vulnerable period blurred his vision. He remembered how Lin Langyi had succinctly recorded these symptoms in cold, emotionless words: blurred still objects, palpitations, delirium, varying degrees of central nervous system excitation, hallucinations...
But none of the many times he took the medication had ever had such a strong reaction as this time, turning him into a mad beast that only knew how to follow the scent and bite its prey.
"It's not the environment...it's not you, you..."
"What about me?"
"Because of you..."
He could barely hear the name escaping his lips anymore; it was sticky and gooey, like he was sucking on a piece of candy, and he kept vaguely calling out "Zhuzhu" over and over.
The hand that had been supporting his bare chest and abdomen moved away, and he felt as if his life had been scattered along with her departing hand. His persistently feverish body desperately needed comfort, and her slightly cool fingers were the best lifeline.
"Don't... touch me... touch me, Zhuzhu, don't go..."
But she remained completely unmoved, and even left him entirely. She just stood there in front of him, motionless, as if watching an interesting movie.
Bian Shu's consciousness was completely blurred. The belt that he had unconsciously loosened suddenly broke, but he didn't care. He only felt that the already oppressive and uncomfortable opening had finally loosened a gap so that he could breathe. He was ashamed that he would subconsciously chase after her and try to get closer to her who was deliberately keeping her away from him.
His military trousers had slipped down a bit, and something was peeking out from his tailbone. He was still desperately trying to get closer to her when suddenly a gasp reached his ears:
"Bian Shu, you didn't tell me you were a white egret."
Bian Shu was in a daze and had no idea that his pants were being stretched open by the reproductive feathers that were struggling to emerge from behind.
Lin Langyi peeked out over the man's shoulder, her eyes wide open: Bian Shu was a pure white egret with full plumage.
She reached behind him and ran her hands around his shoulder blades, and sure enough, she felt a texture unlike human skin. Two long, narrow lines, like scars, resembled cracks in the earth. His densely woven, shaped wings proudly spread out, covered with long, decorative nuptial feathers that only appeared during the mating season.
These feathers should have all fallen out in winter, but Bian Shu entered puberty, and hormones gave his body a higher-level command, which allowed Lin Langyi to have a great eye-opening experience.
The nuptial feathers unfold beautifully in a fan shape, just like a peacock's tail. These feathers, especially during this special period, become even more eye-catching and vibrant to attract the attention of the opposite sex. Under the moonlight, the tips of the nuptial feathers gleam with a golden sheen under the clear luster, making them appear even more graceful, solitary, and beautiful when unfolded.
"You're not a peacock," Lin Langyi teased, stroking his tufts of feathers like a mischievous child who couldn't control himself. "Why are you spreading your tail feathers? To show off how beautiful your feathers are?"
Bian Shu could no longer answer her questions, but he could clearly hear every word she said. This had become an intuition ingrained in his bones. Even in the noisy and bustling cafeteria, he could always recognize her call immediately and quickly turn around to find her.
Her hand gathered the feathers of her bridal plumage, and she played with them until they tickled him. This was especially true when she touched the base of the feathers; they trembled as if she had touched a switch, shrinking back shyly like a mimosa plant, or desperately trying to escape through her fingers.
But when she let go, the feathers shook their bodies as if both resisting and welcoming, spreading their tails around her like sunflowers facing the sun.
She turned her head to the left, and the blooming wedding feathers turned to the left; she went to the right, and the feathers enthusiastically followed her, each one calling for her to look at him.
Lin Langyi suddenly felt playful and deliberately shook off Bian Shu, taking a big step back.
Bian Shu had most of his weight on her shoulder, and he had been struggling to restrain himself from wrapping his arms around her. This sudden slip caught him off guard, and he stumbled and fell to his knees right in front of her as if he had lost his balance.
With a loud "thud," it landed solidly.
He knelt before her.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Lin Langyi quickly went to help him up, no longer daring to make a fuss. "Why can't you even stand up? Are your symptoms this severe when you're alone? I didn't see this exaggerated in the videos you took before."
Bian Shu did not answer. His heavy, rapid breathing sounded hoarse and unbearable, like a broken bellows. The Alpha, who had fully entered his sensitive period, was not satisfied and had developed symptoms of impaired consciousness. Excessive anxiety made him restless, not to mention that the person in his arms had escaped.
He became unlike himself, anxiously reaching out to grab the arm that was supporting him.
Bian Shu didn't even want to waste a moment getting up. He grabbed Lin Langyi's arm and pulled her in front of him, then knelt down and hugged her legs, burying his face in her stomach.
The kneeling position made the well-tailored trousers even tighter, and the fabric on his thighs folded into sharp creases, making him gasp for breath in discomfort.
He pleaded intermittently, saying he was hot, that he was going crazy from the heat all over, and begged her to save him.
A wet liquid, like rain after a long drought, rubbed against his burning glands. Before he could even sigh, a sharp pain pierced the back of his neck.
Bian Shu shuddered; the instinctive resistance of his glands, feeling threatened, made his muscles tense instantly.
But the next second, Lin Langyi called out to him lightly, "Xiao Shu," as gently as if they had returned to the past, when he was reading a book and waiting for her downstairs in her dormitory building, and she ran down the stairs and called out to him from a distance.
His raised head slumped down instantly, and Bian Shu lowered his head as if he had suddenly returned to a safe harbor, where everything was safe and sound. He silently let her insert the cold needle into his gland.
Lin Langyi's hands were very steady. After drawing out a tube, she immediately applied a high-grade dressing to the injection site, pressed it, silently counted to thirty, and then removed it. The injection site had already healed.
After a second disinfection, the needle was inserted again, this time as if to administer an M-cholesterol receptor blocker.
It has been improved to the eighth edition.
The symptoms of the susceptible period gradually subsided, but if it were just an inhibitor, Lin Langyi wouldn't need to go to such great lengths. The more obvious change was that the animal organs that were originally exposed outside the human body degenerated rapidly like withered flowers, and finally disappeared into the air.
He then changed back to describing.
But the experiment is not over yet.
"The dosage and concentration of triptorelin have been increased today," Lin Langyi said, living up to the devilish image Xiao Pucheng had described. After the injection was finished, she began to explain to the white mouse, "Atropine can inhibit glandular secretion, but excessive amounts can cause atropinization symptoms."
Bian Shu's consciousness gradually returned, the brief spasms subsided, his body went limp, the sweat from earlier had dried, and the night wind made him feel even colder.
"I don't need to explain why she's a top student, right?"
Lin Langyi squatted down to button up his clothes and said slowly, "You're sweating less, your skin is dry and flushed, your mouth is dry, and your heart rate is fast."
Yes, he felt it; his body temperature hadn't dropped back to normal. This wasn't an ordinary inhibitor; it was a drug that Lin Langyi had concocted without clinical testing. The side effects of atropine were very similar to the symptoms of a second wave of arousal.
The difference was that his consciousness gradually returned, making the physiological changes even more difficult for him to talk about.
He heard her clear, gentle voice, as always, as if she were carefully caring for a lab rat eager to participate in an experiment. She said, "I need some bodily fluids. Can you make them yourself?"
*
Lin Langyi returned to the lab at midnight, more than twice the expected time.
She had originally thought that Bian Shu's susceptible period would be greatly shortened today, and she would be able to collect all kinds of bodily fluids more quickly. However, she did not expect that Bian Shu, who had been away from the border of the empire for so long, could not resolve the issue even after half a day.
In the end, she took pity on me and helped me out, and that's how it was resolved.
However, forcing growth comes at a price. Bian Shu's hormones were already fluctuating during her sensitive period, and the bestial symptoms that should have been suppressed suddenly recurred after she covered his hand with her own.
He had gotten the feathers on his body all dirty, and Lin Langyi wiped them with his coat, but the originally light feathers still stuck together and fell down in strands.
Not only were the feathers askew, but her clothes were also wrinkled after she rubbed them in her palm. In addition, Bian Shu's desire for sex had been rising continuously tonight for some unknown reason, and his flushed face made him look very different from his usual self. This unsatisfied look was not suitable for him to show his face in public.
Left with no other choice, Lin Langyi and her men sneaked in through the back door and returned to the research institute.
Bian Shu's wedding feathers couldn't be retracted, and Lin Langyi didn't dare to give him the medicine a second time, fearing that the side effects would be too strong.
He was now reeking of Chinese medicine. Lin Langyi thought it over and decided that it was not appropriate to put him in the isolation room on the second basement floor of Yingshan Lake. After all, Xiao Pucheng and the others were there. If they met again, they would say, "Hey, what a coincidence, brother, you're here?" or "Oh, what are you doing here?"
Perhaps it would be better to let him make do in her lounge for now, and leave once his symptoms subside.
In the quiet corridor, only the sound of two footsteps could be heard. Bian Shu had been in the military region for several years and always walked silently, at least that was how it was when they met that morning. But now he was acting strangely, clinging to her like a leech, even his steps were light and heavy.
For the first time, he experienced the persistent problem of the wedding feathers, and Lin Langyi noticed that the more she hovered in front of him, the stronger the wedding feathers became.
After playing the man to this state, Lin Langyi felt guilty and kept looking back at the deep, narrow corridor.
With no third person in sight, she felt a little relieved and finally took the initiative to approach him, closing the distance she had deliberately kept between them. Then, without hesitation, she grabbed Bian Shu's arm and dragged him along, quickening her pace towards the lounge.
Bian Shu borrowed her bathroom.
After taking a shower, he looked like a drowned rat. Bian Shu was very conscious of his appearance at this time and was determined not to let Lin Langyi see him with wet feathers. Even when he was getting the hair dryer, he was stingy and only opened the door a crack, then stretched out an arm and awkwardly took the things from her hands.
After receiving it, Bian Shu sat half-upright by the bathtub, spreading his tail feathers out like a fan along the edge of the tub to dry.
He carefully used a hairdryer to fluff and soften each feather until the nuptial feathers regained their vitality and spread their tail feathers. Only then did he shake the light feathers, tidy himself up in front of the mirror, and then leave the bathroom.
"You take so long to shower, doesn't the military region punish you? What about discipline?" Lin Langyi waited outside until the flowers withered.
She didn't have any men's clothing, so she found him a new white lab coat.
"Here, it's a unisex style, you'll have to make do with it."
Bian Shu took it and held it in his palm. After hesitating for two seconds, he looked up at her and saw that Lin Langyi had a righteous look on her face. He then looked down at the thin layer of fabric in his hand again.
Shake it open and put it on.
Lin Lang seemed about to speak but then stopped himself.
I've seen him walk through the lab before, but this time it felt completely different.
Perhaps the passionate encounter she had just witnessed left such a deep impression on her that Lin Langyi now finds him lewd no matter how she looks at him.
Perhaps it was because her gaze was too direct, but Bian Shu didn't dare to look her in the eye. He awkwardly and clumsily adjusted his flowing "pajamas," looking rather embarrassed as if he were trying to fix something from another source.
"I'm going to the lab. You rest here." Lin Langyi admired the view for a while, then got up to leave without lingering any longer.
Bian Shu's eyelids twitched, and he silently followed for two steps.
He hadn't had time to put his white coat on properly; the firm texture of his skin was faintly visible through the open collar, and the downy feathers on his bridal gown were more honest than he was, frantically trying to open it when he heard her say she was leaving, hoping to win his partner back.
The researcher, Lin, who had absolutely no romantic sense, couldn't bear the slightest possibility of the drug failing. Pointing at his obviously vigorous and thriving bestial features, he angrily asked, "Was my drug fake? Or was the video you sent me before fake?"
Bian Shu walked around to her, separating her from the door, and with his mouth as hard as stone, which would never utter a word of explanation, he whispered a few words.
Lin Langyi didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"
"It's true. Before, one injection would have been enough, but today I have you."
"I?"
This rhetorical question made Bian Shu lower his head in embarrassment, like a child who had made a mistake. He simply couldn't say such ambiguous words; it wasn't his style. He considered himself to be a quiet and reserved person, and naturally, he was also indifferent and reserved when it came to feelings.
Even though everyone around him was winking and saying that someone as serious as him was actually a romantic, Bian Shu still felt that he wasn't as infatuated as others said.
What do you mean by "time freezes literature"? He and Xiaoyi never broke up. What do you mean by "hanging on one tree"? He just felt that she was the best person in the world.
Bian Shu objectively assessed himself as a person who acts with moderation. Upon reflection, during the years of "temporary long-distance relationship," besides regularly sending money every month, cutting out and pasting reports and articles with Lin Langyi's research results into a whole book, collecting all the electronic tracking numbers of the express packages she sent, and not throwing away any items from the packages, even the cardboard boxes were neatly laid out and stored in a special storage room. Once, when a teammate wanted to sell them, he got very angry...
Nothing else was done.
Very measured.
Today, he just met her, and it's perfectly normal for his body and mind to reach a state of mutual ecstasy. Which alpha can be respectful and harmonious with their beloved partner during their vulnerable period?
It felt like a volcano was burning inside him. He knew that the weak connection he had made through mail could no longer be his only source of emotional support. Once he saw her again, he would no longer be satisfied with just looking at those cold tracking numbers.
"I need you right now..." he said with difficulty, each word lower than the last.
Lin Langyi thought to herself that she needed him too, as each member of this elite team was a heavyweight example that would soon be published in core journals.
“I really want to be with you,” Lin Langyi frowned, a troubled yet heartbroken smile on her lips, “but I want you to recover as quickly as possible, so I need to work as fast as I can.”
Hunyu, who was behind Bian Shu, didn't look very energetic.
His dejected look was all too obvious, but Lin Langyi knew how to deal with these Alphas.
Lin Langyi stepped forward, touched his face, and whispered, "Am I covered in your pheromones? People can tell about our relationship even from a distance."
Bian Shu's breathing became erratic. As he looked up, his pheromones exploded out. He breathed heavily, grabbed her hands, and pressed his flushed face against her palms.
His voice was low and husky, as if it had been smoked: "I know you don't like Alphas, Zhuzhu. You like Betas, don't you? That's why you don't want me anymore."
"No."
A broken sob rolled through his throat, as if he were about to cry.
“I have nightmares every day about not being able to find you after I got that injection. I made that choice because I wanted to be worthy of you… Zhuzhu, I want to be worthy of you. I did something wrong, but I had no choice.”
“I have the same dream every day, over and over again. Once I even dreamed that after I finished my military service I turned back into a beta. I was ecstatic… I…”
Molecularly targeted drugs for different ABO genders are still under investigation, and Lin Langyi hopes that this dream can come true.
Bian Shu is a really good case study, especially since it also allows for research on drug resistance to targeted therapies.
Lin Langyi gently comforted him for a while. Her palms were wet with his tears, which was quite rare. She had only seen him cry twice before: once when they broke up and once when they reunited.
"Don't cry, my hands are wet again, should I wipe them back on your face?"
Bian Shu paused for a second, then looked up at her with tearful eyes. Hun Yu suddenly trembled weakly.
The two of them were clearly thinking the same thing.
Lin Langyi remembered that she had also pressed her wet hands against his face just now, wiping away everything between her fingers, making his face look messy and lewd.
He seemed quite overwhelmed, just like when she first seduced him into bed.
All these years have passed, and there has been no progress.
Lin Langyi's eyes darted around, she coughed lightly, pretended to withdraw her hand, and left after saying "Go to sleep early".
Back in the cool laboratory, everything was quiet. Lin Langyi calmed down and processed the freshly produced samples one by one.
During the time the elite team spent on the second basement level, her research had made a huge breakthrough, which made her extremely excited and motivated her to stay up all night to do experiments.
She was busy until about 3 a.m. before she could take a break. After the samples were centrifuged and shaken in the instrument, they were subjected to electrophoresis. Each step required waiting for a long time. By the time the samples were sent to the instrument for analysis in the last step, her drooping eyelids finally couldn't stay open anymore.
Lin Langyi originally intended to lie on the table and take a nap, but the overwhelming drowsiness overwhelmed her, and she fell asleep almost instantly.
Perhaps because this sleeping position was not comfortable, she had a rare dream. In the dream, she was also doing experiments in a miserable way, but for some reason, her right hand kept falling down heavily and she couldn't lift it up no matter what she did.
She turned her head impatiently and suddenly realized that her wrists were tightly bound by a thick, long black rope, like wearing a pair of cold, pure black handcuffs, making it impossible for her to move.
She reached out to untie it, and as soon as she touched the rope, her fingertips felt a slippery, cold sensation.
Lin Langyi jolted awake from her dream.
She looked up and realized that someone had draped a coat over her shoulders without her noticing.
The clothes were uniform military uniforms. Lin Langyi's first thought was that Bian Shu had been here before and had covered her with his coat, but when she picked it up, the brand-new uniform had a faint, lingering fragrance.
It is not a side description.
Lin Langyi leaned closer and sniffed the collar gently. She felt that the scent was familiar yet strange, as if she had smelled it somewhere before.
But that wasn't so important. She put her coat aside for the time being and wanted to export the analysis report from the instrument first.
As soon as his right hand touched the screen, his sleeve rolled up slightly, revealing a bit of his wrist.
Lin Langyi's gaze immediately fixed on it.
She slept with her head on her hand, leaving reddish-brown marks on her skin, which is normal, but the problem is:
First, she was using her left hand as a pillow.
Secondly, there was a faint indentation on her right wrist, as if some kind of bracelet that was too small had been pressed tightly against her skin for a long time, leaving this constricting mark.
Lin Langyi rotated her wrist, and the light red color gradually faded as blood slowly returned.
This means that the thing that was wrapped around her wrist has just come loose.
[Author's Note]
Happy New Year to all the babies in advance! May the new year bring you all the best and may all your wishes come true!
Seriously, am I the only one in the world who has to work on Sundays and Mondays? Waaaaaah!
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