Chapter 16016 "I only want you."
The fever started from inside the body and rose without warning.
Liang Qing put down his wine glass and tried to mask the strange feeling by taking a deep breath. Unlike the effect of alcohol, this heat spread very quickly, like a high fever, making him dizzy and swollen.
The air around him in the perfectly humid banquet hall was hot and humid, clinging to his skin with a sticky tang, steaming his cheeks. Before he lost consciousness, he managed to find a waiter nearby, who helped him to his room to rest.
"Bang!"
The door was locked, his tie was roughly torn off, and his clothes were scattered all the way from the door to the bathroom. When his bare feet stepped on the cold floor, Liang Qing had only one thought: How could he have ruined the clothes Lan Xi gave him like this? You know, a set of clothes can be worth two months' salary...
The coolness of the water washed over his body, and he felt a little better.
Liang Qing thought he should take this opportunity to ask for some fever-reducing medicine; he still had to go back to being Lan Xi's dance partner. However, after the messy tugging he had just done, he wasn't sure if the dress was still wearable.
You must never let down the chain.
Liang Qing quickly lowered his head and wiped the water from his eyelashes, and the expression on his face suddenly turned blank.
He realized that he had been wrong and the real truth was even more outrageous.
When, exactly when did he get infected... Was it the wine that the Jiang family's young master brought over? Yes, apart from this, there is no other possibility.
He actually drank it for Lan Xi by accident.
Liang Qing waited quietly under the icy water for the fever to subside. He hoped the drug wouldn't last. But the fever, which had subsided earlier, crept back up silently, instantly shattering the little bit of rationality he had finally regained. He finally gave in.
The heat dissipated, his sanity returned, he dried himself and just walked out of the bathroom, but the strangeness deep inside could not be ignored.
Liang Qing had no experience in this area, and he thought the effect of this medicine would disappear after one application. He paused for a moment as he hesitated to try again. If it still didn't work, wouldn't he...
A huge shame exploded in his mind. He sat down on the sofa, pinching his thighs hard, trying to suppress the urge. Beads of sweat fell one by one, trickling into his eyes, irritating him so much that it hurt.
"Hurry up and think of a way," Liang Qing kept telling himself. "I can't let anyone see me like this." "Whatever it is, as long as it works, it's fine."
*
"I'll call the doctor."
Lan Xi made a prompt decision, but just as she took out her phone, a pair of slender, strong knuckles clamped down on her hand.
"No..." Liang Qing took a step towards the bright light, his tone almost pleading, "I'll adjust it, don't call for help."
His shirt was half wet, buttons were messed up, and his skin was flushed.
"What are you going to do..."
Lan Xi didn't believe that he could handle it alone. As she spoke, her eyes suddenly fixed on Liang Qing's lips.
His lower lip was still bleeding; he had bitten it himself.
"No," she pushed Liang Qing away, intending to lock him in the room first. "How about this, I won't call anyone. I'll go get you some medicine."
“…”
He lost his balance and fell down like a discarded doll. Fortunately, Lan Xi was quick enough to catch him, otherwise, a slight push would have knocked him down.
The young man in her arms had an abnormally hot body temperature. Lan Xi fumbled in the darkness and picked him up sideways. After taking a few steps, she stepped on something and fell to the ground with a thump.
It appeared to be a coat.
Her knees were sore from the fall, so she stood up and went to the door to turn on the light.
The moment the lights came on, Liang Qing struggled violently like a dying fish, took a step forward and turned off the lights. He crashed hard into Lan Xi's arms, and the door was slammed shut.
I couldn't see anything clearly.
He collapsed in front of Lan Xi, his rapid breathing occasionally escaping a gasp, which fell on her neck and brought about an indescribable itch.
"Don't... turn on the light."
He uttered the words with difficulty.
"The lights are off," Lan Xi quickly comforted him to avoid him bumping into her again, "It's okay."
"Lan Xi."
The person in her arms suddenly called out her name.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Lan Xi," he called out again, "Why... am I always seen by you? I was just thinking that the person who came in definitely didn't want to be you..."
"You heard it was me at the door, so you opened the door for me."
Lan Xi retorted, but Liang Qing burst into tears the next moment.
A very shameful cry.
In all the time they had been together, she had never seen Liang Qing cry like this. The sound burst out from deep in his chest, but he covered his mouth tightly, suppressing it in a heartbreaking way.
"It's so embarrassing." He tried to stop crying.
"I'll settle the score with Jiang Sui later," Lan Xi followed him and sat down. "It's not shameful at all. It's shameful for him to use such means."
No, she knew nothing. She didn't know that before she came, he had already relieved himself in the bathroom, such shame, driven by primitive impulses to vent. Even more shameful was that he didn't want to be seen by her, but the moment he heard her voice, all his efforts were wasted, and he let her in because of his own obsession.
Liang Qing's mind was in a mess.
He didn't have a crush on Lan Xi. Of course not. They'd only known each other for a few days. He didn't consider her a sexual fantasy, no. He had no other thoughts in mind when he opened the door.
It's because of the drug effect.
He found a truth he could accept, and his vigilance finally relaxed. Liang Qing had almost lost all his strength and lay motionless on the sofa.
Lan Xi's eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light in the room. She quietly stood up to look for her phone, but the person on the sofa noticed she had left and immediately called out anxiously, "Lan Xi, Lan Xi..."
"I-I'm here."
Forced to do so, she slipped back. Liang Qing supported himself on the sofa with one hand and extended the other hand towards her, as if trying to sit up.
The outstretched hand avoided her support and hugged Lan Xi's head.
Soft lips brushed the corner of her lips and pressed against the side of her face.
"..." Lan Xi's movements froze instantly.
He knew nothing about this and kissed her cheeks, the tip of her nose, even her eyelashes, and finally her lips again. A faint scent of blood lingered at the tip of her nose. His kiss was very intimate, pecking again and again, but he refused to stop.
Lan Xi held his shoulders and asked, "Do you know what you are doing?"
He's like a completely different person.
"Lan Xi..." His last syllable was drawn out, with a hint of grievance.
"Don't go." Liang Qing held her tighter, fearing she would leave again. "I don't feel well."
He lifted his clothes in a flattering manner, and shrank back in front of Lan Xi as if stimulated. The light was too dim for her to see clearly, but the next second Liang Qing tried his best to straighten his body and move closer.
“!”
Lan Xi hurriedly held the man down.
"I'm not feeling well, why don't you help me?" He felt really sad about it.
Jiang Sui's drastic measures are too...
She couldn't imagine or accept that the usually cold and gentle assistant could be so energetic. Lan Xi thought that crazy cat petting was his limit!
When the drug took effect, even the slightest intimacy would completely tip the scales of his rationality. From the moment Lan Xi embraced him at the door, Liang Qing's rationality began to gradually collapse. He wanted to pass on his warmth to her, to let her occupy his body and mind... He was becoming increasingly out of control, unable to suppress it.
"Only you can help me," he grabbed her hand, turned sideways on the sofa, traced along the ridge, and stopped at the unusual spot, "I don't know... what to do."
The day before yesterday, while choosing a dress at a clothing store, Lan Xi accidentally caught a glimpse of Liang Qing's size. It was just a string of numbers, and she had forgotten it in a flash. She hadn't expected to see it in her own hands now, and that forgotten number kept flashing in her mind.
He was shaking slightly, panting at the contact, and it sounded like he was urging her on.
Lan Xi calmed herself down: "I..."
"You can't leave, and you can't go get medicine," he twisted her knees, "I don't want those... I just want you."
Occasionally, a sob or two could be heard in the dim room. The young man on the sofa bent his waist and tried to support himself with his knees. A hand pressed down on his shoulder blade, and the person behind him used the other hand to force him to sob more.
After a long trembling, he curled up on his side, tightly clutching the edge of Lan Xi's skirt with one hand.
"It's still uncomfortable...not the same as before."
As if accusing.
Lan Xi pulled her hand away and looked at the tears glistening in the corners of his eyes. She thought to herself that he had been crying and screaming loudly during the whole process, yet he still had to pretend to be stubborn.
She was immediately shocked by her own thoughts.
She was infected, she must have been infected. Judging by the effectiveness of the drug, Liang Qing would definitely black out when she woke up tomorrow... She would definitely black out, she had to black out.
"Xinxin." Liang Qing called her again.
"What's wrong?"
Lan Xi was still a little worried about her strength. This was her first time doing something like this and she relied entirely on her intuition and Liang Qing's reaction. It would be terrible if she got hurt.
"Sleep with me for a while... I'm so sad today," he said, his voice choking. "Why am I so sad? Why do things always go wrong?"
His voice became quieter and quieter until he fell into a deep sleep.
Lan Xi turned on a night light and saw Liang Qing sleeping soundly, hugging the sofa pillow.
Oh, it turns out she is not needed this time.
*
Liang Qing didn't wake up until the afternoon of the next day.
At that time, Lan Xi went to Jiang Sui to question him, but he refused to admit it no matter how hard he pressed. Finally, he found the surveillance footage of that night and played it back. The glass of wine was brought out, passed through Jiang Sui's hands, and then to Liang Qing's hands, without any clues in between.
What's more, there are many kinds of medicine. Liang Qingzhong's medicine is obviously for the lower level - if it was really Jiang Sui who gave it, then did he, an omega, want to rebel against Tiangang?
"How could I possibly do something like that?" Jiang Sui raised his eyebrows. "Could it be that the assistant staged this all on his own?"
The drug wasn't administered at the banquet, and Lan Xi's investigation ended there, as she had no idea what Liang Qing had done before.
"How does it feel?"
She tried to act calm and handed him a glass of warm water.
"I feel dizzy."
Liang Qing's voice was a little hoarse, "Yesterday I..."
"Ah, I gave you medicine," Lan Xi said, raising her voice. "You fell asleep afterwards. I checked about the drugging incident, and it wasn't Jiang Sui. Did you meet anyone else before the banquet?"
"No... Jiang Sui?"
Liang Qing was also stunned.
"What else have you eaten before? Can you remember?" Lan Xi asked.
He turned his face away and put his hand on his forehead: "No."
"No?"
In Lan Xi's astonished eyes, Liang Qing added: "I don't remember clearly."
He did have a splitting headache right now. But it wasn't that he couldn't remember. Liang Qing remembered clearly that his sister-in-law had brought him a bowl of black chicken soup yesterday. That was the only possibility. He just felt powerless. No matter what he did or thought about, he had no energy. He was simply exhausted from facing it.
"Thank you for taking care of me."
Lan Xi nodded as if nothing had happened, but when she looked up, she found that the young man on the bed was looking at her as if he were real.
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