Chapter 8
The young man's eyes were lowered, and not much emotion could be seen.
[Fluctuation! Fluctuation! The resentment value fluctuates!]
Tutu shouted, and Lian Yu panicked.
But we must not fail at the last moment!
"Qin Yi, please listen to my explanation. I, I am—"
"Mr. Lian, instant noodles are here!"
As luck would have it, the driver squeezed in between the two of them holding instant noodles and handed them over through the car window like he was offering a treasure.
Perhaps he suddenly noticed the abnormal atmosphere, but the driver stopped and looked at Qin Yi who was standing stubbornly by the car window, then looked at Lian Yu who seemed to be about to drive away, then looked at Qin Yi again, and finally looked at Lian Yu for help.
Lian Yu smiled awkwardly and took the instant noodles: "You really misunderstood, I'm just hungry."
In this way, Qin Yi moved into the guest bedroom of Lian Yu's house.
The second day after being discharged from the hospital, which was also the second day Qin Yi moved into Lian Yu's house, Lian Yu's susceptible period arrived.
I don’t know if it’s because my injuries haven’t fully healed, but the inhibitors don’t seem to be that effective this time. I’m in the susceptible period and have a fever so much that I’m dizzy and can only stay in bed most of the time, just like when I was in the hospital.
It would be better to go to the hospital, Lian Yu thought.
At this time, there were light footsteps outside the bedroom door. It was Qin Yilai who brought him breakfast.
Lian Yu struggled to sit up.
The bedroom door was quickly pushed open and Qin Yi walked in carrying a tray.
On the tray was a bowl of porridge and a tube of suppressant.
The cold liquid flowed into his bloodstream, cooling his fever slightly. Lian Yu leaned back against the bed and sighed. Soon, a warm porcelain spoon touched his lips.
Lian Yu found it a little funny.
Even though he had said it many times, Qin Yi still stubbornly treated him like the children in the orphanage, and in the end Lian Yu always compromised.
Lian Yu was fed the porridge mouthful by mouthful, and he was always able to grasp the rhythm of swallowing it very well.
Another spoonful of warm porridge was brought over, but my body suddenly felt hot.
Lian Yu suddenly grabbed Qin Yi's hand that was holding the spoon handle.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yi looked over, his expression full of worry.
The scalding air filled Lian Yu's lungs, causing him to feel an irritation that could not be shaken off. Lian Yu took the bowl, turned his head and drank all the porridge in it.
The bottom of the porcelain bowl hits the tray, creating a note of suppressed restlessness.
"Thank you, get out."
Qin Yi didn't move, just stared at the sweat beads on Lian Yu's forehead.
A white handkerchief was brought up to him to carefully wipe away the sweat.
"Your temperature seems a little high," Qin Yi leaned over and put their foreheads together.
Their breaths unexpectedly intertwined, and Lian Yu breathed in one breath.
"Is it uncomfortable?"
Qin Yi looked at Lian Yu with his bright black eyes, completely unaware.
He was completely oblivious to the body heat, breathing, and the rich pheromones that filled the room. He was so naive, speaking only ignorant childish words, completely unaware that he had already been targeted by the beast.
The moment the door closed, Lian Yu slammed his back heavily against the headboard of the bed, making a creaking sound.
The handkerchief left on the bedside was picked up and held in front of the nose for a deep sniff. The light soapy scent was like the smile on the corner of the young man's lips.
How naive.
Are you naive?
Qin Yi leaned against the door, imagining the noise inside.
Soft black hair fell, covering his passionate eyes. His lips trembled and pressed against the edge of the white porcelain bowl.
In the blink of an eye, it was dusk.
The sky gradually darkened, casting a layer of dim gauze over the two people in the garden.
Lian Yu, wearing a silk nightgown, leaned back in the old chair, swaying as he watched Qin Yi, who was half-squatting in the dirt, diligently cultivating the wasteland.
The garden had been abandoned for too long and was already overgrown with weeds, but now it has been cleaned up by Qin Yi.
The two spent the entire afternoon in the garden, and no one mentioned the bowl of white porridge they had in the morning.
Maybe Lian Yu had been staring at him for too long, causing the other person to notice his gaze. Qin Yi put down the small shovel in his hand, took off his thick gloves, and walked over.
"The sun is setting."
Qin Yi smoothed the pajamas over his chest.
The sky was dark, adding a touch of gloomy atmosphere.
Qin Yi leaned down.
Lian Yu watched the young man approach but did not push him away.
The warm breath touched his lips, and Lian Yu stretched out his hand——
"Where are they? Brother? Brother Qin Yi?"
Lian Yang shouted in the living room.
Lian Yu suddenly woke up and pushed Qin Yi away. The wound was affected and he took a deep breath in pain.
“So it’s here.”
Lian Yang stopped by the glass door, saw the two people in a stalemate, and opened his mouth:
"Am I... disturbing you?"
Qin Yi slowly stood up, his hands still resting on the armrest of the chair.
"No."
"All right."
Lian Yang rubbed his nose and quickly recovered. He said excitedly, "Great progress! The police have identified the suspect regarding the alpha who kidnapped Xiaoguang, and the arrest operation will be carried out in the next two days. Brother, your injuries will definitely not be in vain!"
"That's good."
Lian Yu couldn't help but feel a little happy: "I think I can now know what that person wants to do."
"right!"
Lian Yang nodded heavily, then suddenly remembered something and came up mysteriously:
"Brother, Brother Qin Yi. Do you think that the kidnapper is the one who plotted against you and locked you in the warehouse that day?"
What was a bit strange was that no one responded for a long time after Yang finished speaking.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.
Finally, Lian Yu nodded slightly, "Maybe."
Lian Yang looked at Lian Yu, then at Qin Yi, and realized that neither of them wanted to talk about that matter, so he sighed.
"Well, that's what I came here to say. I'm leaving."
"Let me take you there." Qin Yi followed.
After they had walked a few steps, Lian Yang suddenly turned around, sniffed the air, and his eyes fell on Lian Yu: "Brother, you should find a partner."
Lian Yu was stunned.
He quickly raised his sleeve and sniffed hard.
Are pheromones that obvious? Didn't you just take the inhibitor?
His head felt dizzy and Lian Yu sighed.
It’s better to go back to your room and sleep. Maybe by the time you wake up, the susceptible period will be over.
Thinking of this, Lian Yu drifted towards the bedroom in a daze, but suddenly felt someone hugging her waist from behind.
"Qin Yi." Lian Yu didn't look back.
"Let me help you." The young man's breath came behind him.
The heat surged up, making Lian Yu a little anxious: "Let go."
"Why?"
There was a hint of tears in the young man's voice, as if he was truly confused: "Why can't I do this? Why can't I do this?"
"Because beta is useless."
Lian Yu pulled his hands away from his waist.
Beta doesn't have pheromones, so how can it soothe his susceptible period? Lian Yu couldn't understand how Qin Yi, who was so smart, couldn't even understand such a problem.
Qin Yi's hands were still in the same position as when they were pulled apart, tears streaming down his cheeks in a daze.
Lian Yu was at a loss for a moment.
Why are you crying?
"Don't, don't cry..."
"sorry."
Qin Yi took a step back, avoiding his hand wiping his tears, and apologized in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry."
Then he turned and ran away.
As countless tubes of inhibitor were injected into his body, the doorbell rang.
Lian Yu frowned, pressed the bleeding needle hole, turned his head and called towards the living room:
"Qin Yi, someone is coming——"
Realizing something, Lian Yu shut his mouth.
The room fell silent for a moment until the second bell rang.
"Mr. Lian."
A kind-looking middle-aged woman stood outside the door. She explained why she had come: "Mr. Lian was worried that you wouldn't be able to live well alone, so he arranged for me to take care of you. My last name is Zhao..."
The Mr. Lian she was referring to was Lian Chenglan.
"No need." Lian Yu interrupted the other party.
"But your health," Aunt Zhao said, hinting, "I am worried about you."
Lian Yu put his hand on the back of his neck and turned it, and his cervical vertebrae made a stiff clicking sound.
He said irritably, "You don't need to worry about that."
During the week without Qin Yi, he lived well alone, except that the susceptible period showed no signs of ending.
After all, she was a shrewd person who had followed Lian Chenglan for many years. Aunt Zhao obviously saw Lian Yu's impatience, so she stopped pestering him, bowed and left.
After closing the door, Lian Yu collapsed weakly on the sofa.
□□The fever made his whole body ache, and every piece of flesh and every bone was clamoring to calm down, but the more he did so, the more restless he became.
The phone rang in the living room, but Lian Yu no longer had the energy to walk over and answer it.
He stared at the ceiling filled with overlapping shadows, his head fogged with only one thought.
"Tutu, I want to leave."
[No, no, don’t forget you still have a mission!]
"But I..."
The doorbell rang again, this time more urgently than before.
Having exhausted his patience, Lian Yu opened the door and started cursing.
"I told you I don't need it!"
But the next second, a strong omega pheromone hit the glands on the back of his neck, and the AO pheromone instantly exploded in the room. Lian Yu's scalp numbed, and he was shocked by the electric current and could not speak.
The soft hands wrapped around his arms, the strange omega snuggled into his arms, and closed the door behind him.
"Brother Qin."
The shoulders and arms I touched were thin, and still stank of the hospital's disinfectant.
Lian Yang's mood was a little complicated for a moment. He hesitated and said, "Aren't you afraid of regretting it?"
Qin Yi looked up at the villa in front of him, a smile appearing on his pale lips.
“It’s better to have regrets than to be sorry.”
Lian Yang opened his mouth with a look of admiration: "It seems that you really like my brother. I think if it were you, my brother would accept it. But..."
His eyes swept over the gauze on the back of Qin Yi's neck, and when he thought of the knife wound, Lian Yang got goose bumps all over his body.
"I don't think I'm the type to care about gender, even if you're not—"
"I want to help him."
Qin Yi's eyes were deep:
"He's carried so much on his own along the way. I want to help him, even if it's only a little bit. I want to tell him that he's not alone."
Lian Yang couldn't understand the heaviness of this scene, but he was also infected by this atmosphere. He let go of the hand that was holding Qin Yi's arm, clenched his fist and made a cheering gesture:
"Okay! Brother Qin Yi, I will cheer you up. You must stay with me!"
As he said that, he raised his hand and knocked on the door for Qin Yi.
"etc--"
Boom boom boom!
Qin Yi wanted to stop him, but he was still a step too late.
Lian Yang ran away after knocking, and before running away, he winked at him and smiled ambiguously.
Qin Yi was the only one left in front of the door.
There were footsteps coming from the door, getting closer little by little.
Qin Yi smelled some omega scent at the tip of his nose.
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