Shen Muqing spent the entire morning bored. She didn't know anyone, and her deskmate was like a mute, not saying a word all morning. To be honest, she admired him a little; he was really awesome.
Song Gufeng had been looking for an opportunity to talk to Shen Muqing, but he was a little timid and didn't dare to go up to her. It wasn't until school was over at noon that he mustered up the courage to go up to Shen Muqing.
When the school bell rang at noon, Shen Muqing felt it was necessary to get to know her new deskmate, so she turned around and enthusiastically introduced herself.
"Hello, my name is Shen Muqing. What's your name? Can we get to know each other?"
The boy paused upon hearing Shen Muqing's words, and his hand holding the pen stopped, clearly having heard what she said.
The two were at an impasse when Song Gufeng came to interrupt them.
"Hello, Shen. I'm Song Gufeng. It's nice to meet you."
Someone came to greet Shen Muqing, and she was very happy, replying, "Hello, it's nice to meet you too."
"Chen, have you decided where to have lunch? I can show you around the school."
"Will this trouble you, Song?" Shen Muqing asked him with a smile, still a little embarrassed.
"No, it would be an honor to serve classmate Shen."
Song Gufeng spoke in a gentlemanly manner, a way of speaking that was not annoying but rather comfortable.
"Thank you in advance."
"You're welcome, let's go."
"good."
The two walked together, looking very well-matched, like a perfect couple.
Xie Siyan was the only one left in the classroom. After a long while, he raised his head and slowly said, "I am Xie Siyan."
The whispered voice faded away with the wind. Behind his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes were gloomy and obsessive. He used all his strength to control his slightly trembling body. He had been smelling the pheromones that Shen Muqing had inadvertently emitted all morning. The sweet peach scent made his calm heart restless.
The pen tip scratched heavily on the paper, making a tearing sound, before finally falling silent.
As Shen Muqing strolled through the campus, she turned her head and asked, "Does Song know what my deskmate's name is?"
"Him? He's Xie Siyan. I heard he was the top science student the school paid a lot of money to bring glory to the school. But he's a quiet person and very withdrawn."
"So people gradually avoided him, which is why everyone was so surprised when Lao Zhang asked you to sit with him."
"Oh, I see. I thought he was ignoring me because he disliked me."
"Haha, how could that be? Shen is so cute, no one can resist talking to you."
This sentence, taken alone, might sound a bit cheesy, but when it comes from Song Gufeng, it's incredibly sincere and doesn't annoy people.
"Thank you for the compliment." Shen Muqing was not modest at all. She felt that she was a stunningly beautiful woman and would not accept any rebuttal.
As they talked, the two became more familiar with each other, and Song Gufeng became more talkative. "Xie Siyan, he has an extremely high IQ, but it's a pity he's a beta. I heard that his family is not well-off and he's an orphan."
"So, Shen, you don't need to worry about his attitude. He treats everyone the same."
Unexpectedly, she learned that her deskmate had such a tragic background, and she decided to forgive him for ignoring her that morning.
"Okay, I won't take it to heart."
"Fortunately, he's just an ordinary person, otherwise..."
In this world, alphas and omegas without power or money use special inhibitors to suppress their pheromones and pretend to be betas. Otherwise, they would be unable to protect themselves and would only become tools for the sexual gratification of other powerful people.
"Forget it, why say so much? Let's go eat, Shen." Song Gufeng hesitated, but the words he was about to say were too harsh and unpleasant for Shen Muqing to hear.
"good."
Happy times are always short. The two returned to the classroom chatting and laughing. Shen Muqing looked at Xie Siyan. He was the same as when he left. She wondered, "Doesn't he eat?"
But when she thought of what Song Gufeng had said about his poor conditions, Shen Muqing softened. Could it be that he didn't have money to eat?
The gazes directed at him were filled with pity; alas, the poor fellow.
Shen Muqing returned to her seat, bent down and rummaged through her schoolbag to see if she could find anything to eat, and she actually pulled out a chocolate.
She held the small, exquisitely packaged chocolate in her hand, hesitating whether to give it to him.
In the end, I made up my mind and had him calculate it.
"Xie, do you want some chocolate?" Shen Muqing asked cautiously, her fair hand holding a black-wrapped box of chocolates.
Looking at Xie Siyan's calm demeanor, his heart was actually in turmoil. The laughter of those two people just now was particularly grating to his ears, and his attitude became even more aloof and resistant.
"I put it in your drawer. Open it yourself if you want to eat it."
Shen Muqing stuffed it into his drawer hole, and just as she put it down, she tried to reach back but Xie Siyan grabbed her hand, and she met his dark eyes.
"What's wrong, Xie?" Her wet eyes met his deep gaze, and Xie Siyan suppressed the restlessness and destructive urge within him.
"Thanks."
His voice was deep and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time; it wasn't exactly pleasant to hear, but it was quite unique.
"You're welcome." Shen Muqing twisted her wrist, finding that he was holding her tightly. "Can you let go now, Xie-tong?"
"You're hurting me."
"Feel sorry."
Xie Siyan withdrew his hand, ignoring Shen Muqing, still maintaining a cold and unapproachable demeanor. Where she couldn't see, he curled the corners of his mouth, then quickly wiped it away as if thinking of something, and continued to remain silent.
Shen Muqing couldn't understand what he meant, but she noticed that his aura was getting colder and colder, which was inexplicable.
Time flew by, and after school in the afternoon, Song Gufeng invited Shen Muqing to walk her home, but Shen Muqing refused without hesitation.
The driver had already parked the car outside the school and was waiting for Shen Muqing. As soon as Shen Muqing appeared, the driver immediately waved to her, "Miss, over here!"
This was so embarrassing that Shen Muqing wanted to sit there and pick her toes. She wasn't a flamboyant person; on the contrary, she preferred to keep a low profile.
She ran over quickly and covered the driver's mouth, "Uncle Chen, you mustn't do that again, do you hear me?"
"Okay, miss, please get in the car."
Shen Muqing stepped on it and collapsed onto the back, exhausted after a long day.
Xie Siyan watched as Shen Muqing got into the Maybach. Looking down at his own dilapidated bicycle, a feeling of inferiority crept into his heart.
That's true. The girl's confident and radiant appearance was the result of being raised in luxury. He smiled bitterly, got on his bicycle, and rode back to his little home.
In the dimly lit room, a tall man sat in a corner, restraining himself, muttering repeatedly, "Qingqing, Qingqing."
He casually picked up some cheap suppressants from the ground and injected them into his glands. His manic state gradually subsided, and his boring life became more vibrant with the addition of a girl.
He had a reason to live.
Xie Siyan stared at the inhibitor in his hand, his eyes resolute. He wanted to give the girl the best thing in the world.
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