Chapter 12 Ring the Bell "You Can't Leave"
Chapter.twelve.
In the dark and cold night, pale shadows were cast into the room, illuminating the curled-up body of Chen Qiudu on the bed.
He fell into a silent dream, but even so, his brows were still furrowed, as if he was recalling some bad memories.
Chen Qiudu's thin lips trembled slightly as he lay on his side in a corner of the bed, holding a soft pillow tightly in his arms.
As if he had dreamed of something terrifying, Chen Qiudu subconsciously hugged the pillow tightly, rubbed his head into it, and took a few deep breaths.
Only when the familiar smell swept over his body again did Shen Qiudu's brow slowly relax.
His hair draped over the soft quilt, revealing a kind of obedience and innocence rarely seen in other days. His fair skin showed no trace of the paleness from beating someone with a stick.
Only the pillowcase in his arms was particularly conspicuous. It was obvious at a glance that it was Wen Jiangchu who secretly stuffed it into Chen Qiudu's arms.
Thinking of Wen Jiangchu, Chen Qiudu's black eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. In his hazy vision, there was an empty house.
Recalling the second before he lost consciousness, Shen Qiudu immediately regained consciousness, sat up, and looked around.
The room was quiet and silent. Wen Jiangchu, who was originally hugged by him, became a pillow in his arms with his scent. There was even the aromatherapy that Chen Qiudu smelled in the car last time placed on the table, which was used to help him sleep and adjust his mood.
Chen Qiudu picked up the phone beside the bed, which showed 12:48 midnight.
Maybe I slept too deeply and now I am not feeling sleepy at all.
Chen Qiudu planned to go to the living room and find out about Wen Jiangchu's situation.
After all, in the end, he didn't know whether Wen Jiangchu had taken the pill, and Chen Qiudu had no way of confirming that the pill was definitely the antidote.
But it was definitely not because I was worried about him.
I'm just afraid that if he dies, the clue to my parents will be gone.
Thinking of this, Chen Qiudu had already opened the door.
There was no light or sound outside the house, as if everything had been paused. The mist outside the window covered the sky, and even the air became thin and sticky, making people so panicked that they couldn't breathe.
Something is wrong.
In the past, at this time, even though it was late at night, the lights in the living room would always be on.
But now, even Uncle Liang’s bedroom is pitch black.
It's so quiet, so quiet that it seems like it's hiding something.
Chen Qiudu lowered his voice and walked out, lightening his steps. He glanced sideways and saw that the long and narrow corridor on the second floor seemed to have no end. Only the last room seemed to be emitting some faint light.
Chen Qiudu remembered that it was a shabby study.
Could it be that Wen Jiangchu is in there?
Chen Qiudu groped along the wall in the fading moonlight, moving forward bit by bit, and soon arrived at the door of the study.
As soon as I stopped, I heard a rustling sound in the house, and a muffled groan that seemed to be suppressed by someone.
Chen Qiudu frowned and leaned his ear against the crack of the door before he vaguely guessed that it should be intermittent crying sounds, but they were deliberately covered up by someone.
At this point, in this place, there's probably only one person here.
That is the beginning of the temperature drop.
He knocked gently on the door and for the first time took the initiative to soften his voice and said, "Wen Jiangchu?"
The sounds in the house stopped immediately, but there was no response to Chen Qiudu. There was only a long silence, as if they didn't want Chen Qiudu to come in.
But Chen Qiudu has always been rebellious and would insist on doing things that he is not allowed to do.
"Wen Jiangchu, I know it's you."
"What are you doing? Are you...crying?"
Hiding at the end of the corridor and crying secretly doesn't seem like Wen Jiangchu's style.
Suddenly, Shen Qiudu remembered the test report he had accidentally seen, and these details instantly became a thread.
He was eager to verify it. If the secret of Wen Jiangchu's pheromones was completely exposed, perhaps he could also learn from him personally that he was used as a carrier.
In the end, maybe Chen Qiudu could even reach a deal with Wen Jiangchu.
But the people in the house remained silent, and even their crying became a little softer.
Chen Qiudu was not a good-tempered person. Seeing this, he pressed the handle directly, but found that the door was locked tightly. The next second, he heard a slight sigh, as if he was relieved.
This made Chen Qiudu laugh, "Wen Jiangchu, are you avoiding me?"
No one responded.
Shen Qiudu's face was gloomy, he stood alone in the darkness, with no emotion in his eyes.
"Wen Jiangchu, I beat up the person who drugged you and found an antidote, and this is how you treat me?"
"Or do you simply despise my small favors?"
There were more whimpering sounds in the house, and Chen Qiudu raised the corners of his mouth, like a cat that had stolen some fish and had caught the handle of the fish.
"Alas, I should understand that everything you said to me was false."
"After all, I have always been dispensable in front of Young Master Wen."
"You see, after just three days, the novelty wore off. They wouldn't even open the door for me, locking me out."
"There is no place for me in this house anymore. It seems I have to leave this sad place——"
As he said this, Chen Qiudu turned around and deliberately increased the weight of his steps, pretending to leave in order to put on a good show.
Sure enough, in just three seconds, the door was pulled open from the inside by brute force.
Before Shen Qiudu could recover from his shock, he was hugged from behind by someone with his back turned. The muscular arms were exposed, and in a few seconds, he tightly grasped Shen Qiudu's waist, making him unable to move at all.
The hot skin pressed against his cold back, causing Shen Qiudu's body to heat up as well, and his breathing became heavier.
He wanted to turn around, but his shoulder was blocked by someone's head. Even if he tilted his head, he could only see the wet ends of Wen Jiangchu's hair.
"No... You are not allowed to leave, Chen Qiudu, you are not allowed to leave..."
Wen Jiangchu's voice had changed from its usual gentleness to a more stubborn and hoarse one.
Not hearing any response from Chen Qiudu, Wen Jiangchu slowly increased his strength. The light shone through, but only Wen Jiangchu's figure was reflected on the floor.
The extreme size difference made Chen Qiudu almost completely enveloped in Wen Jiangchu's arms, but at this moment Chen Qiudu was not as alert as before.
Because he knew that Wen Jiangchu was now just an abandoned dog with no one to rely on.
Suddenly, he felt a continuous wetness in the socket of his shoulder. The shaky water stains hung on Shen Qiudu's collarbone, finally sliding into his collar and seeping into his heart.
A sour smell rushed into his nose, it was Wen Jiangchu's tears.
The heavy crying tone and nasal sound made Chen Qiudu swallow his saliva subconsciously.
"Wen Jiangchu, are you going to lock me out again in the future?"
Hearing this, Wen Jiangchu hesitated for a moment. Seeing Chen Qiudu making a move to leave again, Wen Jiangchu immediately stopped him and hurriedly shook his head, "No! Not anymore..."
"Don't go...Chen Qiudu."
Chen Qiudu said nothing, took Wen Jiangchu's wrist and walked into the house, closing the door.
As soon as he stepped into the study, the unique smell of tears caught him off guard and he felt a wave of sadness. In the corner of the study, there was a pile of tissues, and it looked like he had been crying for a long time.
Chen Qiudu frowned and looked down at Wen Jiangchu, who was entangled with him like a koala. "Wen Jiangchu, don't you need to explain to me?"
"I remember someone saying... their pheromone was wheat."
"How come I didn't know wheat needed so much water?"
"Why, is your wheat a new species? Did you develop it yourself?"
In today's world, pheromones serve more than just scent and marking. They exist in the blood of every Alpha and Omega, affecting their way of thinking and behavioral habits.
So, many people you see on the surface may actually have a completely different personality in private. Contrast is all too common in this world.
For example, a person who looks honest and has never been in a relationship may actually smoke and drink alcohol in private, and can even date ten people in a month during his susceptible period, simply because his pheromones are in full bloom.
So the moment he knew that Wen Jiangchu's pheromone was from Qu Ma, Chen Qiudu anticipated the current situation.
Wen Jiangchu lowered his eyes. After crying for so long, he could no longer maintain his calm demeanor in front of others. Instead, he became sensitive and clingy.
"I'm sorry Qiu Du, I...I lied to you."
"My pheromone is not wheat, but Dianthus..."
Just as he finished speaking, tears welled up in Wen Jiangchu's eyes again. He wiped them hastily and lowered his head silently.
Chen Qiudu snorted coldly, "Liar..."
"You can even deceive me with something like this. Who knows if the things you said to me before were all false?"
"No! Only this..."
"I'm just afraid that Qiu Du will dislike me after he finds out... After all, with my identity and appearance, this kind of pheromone is like a huge ink spot in my life. No S-rank Alpha wants pheromones like Qu Mai that can't control tears..."
"No Omega would like an Alpha who can't control his tears during his sensitive period..."
"My mother and the others told me before that it didn't matter, that no pheromones would prevent them from loving me."
"But I've been studying in school for so long, and everyone laughs at me behind my back when they hear my pheromone is Dianthus. I know all this, but I can't complain because it's the truth."
"I can only try my best to control my tears, but the longer I try, the more tears I cry. I can only take medicine without telling anyone, or keep delaying my susceptible period."
"I kept it a secret from Qiu Du because I was worried that he would think I wasn't strong enough or brave enough after he found out. But my words about wanting to take care of and protect Qiu Du weren't false, and my heart wasn't in it either. But I... I was still afraid, afraid that Qiu Du wouldn't believe me..."
Wen Jiangchu's tears flowed even more and his breathing became heavier.
After hearing this, Chen Qiudu felt a little flustered.
Although he knew that what Wen Jiangchu said was all lies, he was using it to cover up the truth that Shen Qiudu was used as a carrier.
But in such an environment, he couldn't remain calm.
The small study, the close skin, the seemingly sincere words tinged with tears, and his name constantly being called in his ear.
Everything was attributed to the culprit of deceiving Chen Qiudu.
Even he himself became the only accomplice.
Chen Qiudu took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "Who said that?"
"Who says you're not powerful or brave?"
"Tears are a sign of weakness, that's what they all say."
"Who are they? A bunch of psychopaths. Do you even listen to their farts?"
"Tears are not a sign of weakness, they are just an excuse for not being able to cry."
"Being able to cry without restraint is a great blessing in itself."
Because some people don't even have the chance to cry out loud.
Chen Qiudu gestured for Wen Jiangchu to sit down on the chair, while he leaned against the table, met his eyes, bent down, and leaned close to Wen Jiangchu's eyes, concentrating on the remaining tears in his eyes, and murmured, "Tears... are the purest amber, and the embodiment of a hero."
"Wen Jiangchu, you chose to listen to me, but not to those others?"
"Of course it's Qiu Du's!"
Wen Jiangchu answered without hesitation, placing his broad palm on the back of Shen Qiudu's cold hand and stroking it carefully.
Chen Qiudu chuckled softly, and suddenly heard Wen Jiangchu ask, "But Qiudu, I seem to have never seen you cry."
"I won't cry."
I really can’t do it and can’t learn it.
The only time I cried was during the typhoon that year.
Now, it has been a long, long time.
Wen Jiangchu was silent for a while, and when Chen Qiudu was not paying attention, he easily lifted him into his arms and faced him.
"Wen Jiangchu, what are you doing?!"
Chen Qiudu was startled and subconsciously supported his chest with his hands, struggling to leave, but sitting on Wen Jiangchu's knees, his feet couldn't even reach the ground, let alone escape.
Wen Jiangchu's tears flowed again, but this time, he wiped some with clean fingers and carefully wiped them on Chen Qiudu's cheek.
It was as if he was crying too.
“You…what are you doing?!”
His thin body was no match for Wen Jiangchu's slightly stronger hands. Chen Qiudu could only watch as Wen Jiangchu lowered his head and hugged him again.
Their cheeks were pressed against each other, and for a moment it was unclear whose heart was beating so violently.
"Actually, crying isn't pleasant. It leaves dry tears on your face, which is really uncomfortable."
Chen Qiudu hadn't felt this way for a long time. He calmed down and stayed obediently in Wen Jiangchu's arms.
He knew Wen Jiangchu was trying to comfort him, so he followed his words and said, "Okay."
"Then from now on, Wen Jiangchu, you come and cry for me."
"The tears I cannot shed, the pain I cannot express, all come from you."
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When Uncle Liang hurried back with the doctor and Xu Zhouye and opened the study door, he saw that the curtains of the study, which had been in darkness all the time, were opened for the first time.
The street lights outside the house shone through, and on the seat in the middle, two people were sleeping soundly. Wen Jiangchu hugged Chen Qiudu tightly, while Chen Qiudu also dangled his legs steadily, his hands on Wen Jiangchu's shoulders, and his breathing was steady.
"Master Xu, what you said...isn't actually that accurate, is it?"
Xu Zhouye glanced at him coldly, his expression uneasy. "But the result will never change."
His eyes fell on Shen Qiudu, and then he left.
Just when passing by Chen Qiudu's house, he subconsciously glanced at the trash can.
The second floor became quiet again, except that there was a new photo on the desk in Shen Qiudu's room.
The outline was blurry, but it could be seen that it was Shen Qiudu's mother.
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