Chapter 26 Lucid Dream "Concealment" [Three in One]
Chapter.Twenty-sixth
Suddenly, a rainstorm came, hitting the glass windows without any rhythm, one drop louder than the other.
The sudden burst of white light hit Wen Jiangchu's back, and his entire body disappeared into the night, leaving only Chen Qiudu's thin white arm hanging down from his shoulder.
After Shen Qiudu finished speaking, there was an endless silence. Wen Jiangchu's breathing became heavier, his body stiffening. Facing Shen Qiudu's blunt questioning, his lips trembled.
Before he could utter a single syllable of what he wanted to say, tears welled up in his eyes and hit Shen Qiudu's exposed collarbone, burning his eyes and making them darken.
Controlled by pheromones, Chen Qiudu completely exposed the darkest thoughts in his heart. He no longer cared about Wen Jiangchu's response, but moved his body and put his lips close to Wen Jiangchu's cheek, and could even feel the itch brought by the velvet.
"Qiu Du!"
Wen Jiangchu immediately stopped him from taking any further action, but the sound he made had no deterrent effect at all, and instead aroused Shen Qiudu's desire to destroy and provoke.
"Wen Jiangchu, when you hug my clothes every night and fall asleep, don't you ever imagine me doing this to you?"
Chen Qiudu did not hesitate to tell Wen Jiangchu about his actions that made him feel ashamed. He smiled miserably. The physical changes brought about by the estrus period completely swallowed up the personality that Chen Qiudu had worked so hard to build in the past.
"Qiu Du, I..."
Wen Jiangchu weakly lowered his eyes, his mind blank, not knowing how to explain it at all—
Perhaps, deliberately not wanting to explain at all.
Wen Jiangchu turned around and took Chen Qiudu to sit on the bed. He tried to put him down, but was hugged tightly by Chen Qiudu.
"Wen Jiangchu, do you want to abandon me too?"
"Don't you... like me?"
The corners of Chen Qiudu's eyes were bloodshot, like a frightened rabbit. He had a panicked look on his face, but his heart was beating extremely fast. The most evil thoughts were hidden in his frightened eyes.
Speak up, speak up quickly.
But no matter whether Wen Jiangchu’s answer was like or dislike, Chen Qiudu would not believe it.
If Wen Jiangchu's forces liked him, Shen Qiudu thought, he was definitely showing sympathy to him because he was so pitiful. He didn't want to be pitied by others, and he didn't want to be looked down upon by others.
If Wen Jiangchu said he didn't like her, Chen Qiudu would be even more unhappy. Wen Jiangchu had treated him like this, why wouldn't he like her? So it was just for fun at the beginning. He really didn't make a mistake about her. Wen Jiangchu was a bad man from the beginning to the end.
Of course, Chen Qiudu knew that this was unfair to Wen Jiangchu, but he couldn't convince himself that Wen Jiangchu would lower herself and treat him well unconditionally and without reservation.
Moreover, a word like "like" is too vague, even shorter than the fleeting green of moss when rain falls.
Chen Qiudu has seen too many people doing dirty things under the banner of "liking". In his eyes, the so-called "liking" is just a comfort that allows him to feel at ease when doing disgusting things.
His father liked his mother, but in the end he kept asking her for money for gambling, but he said it was "what a good wife and mother should do."
There are also some people who sell their lovers just to pay off their gambling debts, and those who even embarrass their loved ones by spreading rumors and stirring up trouble in order to pursue their loved ones. No matter how ugly the things they do are, they always quickly cover it up with a sentence "I like him/her".
But what exactly is true love? Chen Qiudu had never understood it in the first half of his life, and naturally didn't believe he would understand it in the future.
So even though Chen Qiudu's heart was constantly clamoring and arguing, telling himself how much he needed someone like Wen Jiangchu, let him be content and let him believe.
But he still didn't dare.
When he asked that question, Chen Qiudu regretted it for a moment. He wanted to hear Wen Jiangchu's answer, but he was afraid of getting the answer he feared.
Chen Qiudu was too conflicted. He might even have doubted everything Wen Jiangchu said psychologically, but he clutched his clothes tightly with his hands, not letting him leave him even a step.
This contradiction has been accumulating since childhood, and it started when I had to choose between leaving my parents or continuing to endure it.
So he began to test, hiding his emotions, and testing everyone who expressed a fondness for him. Before Wen Jiangchu, everyone's behavior confirmed Shen Qiudu's thoughts -
They didn't like Chen Qiudu at all, they just coveted his beauty, body, and those illusory and distorted body structures.
After thinking for too long, Chen Qiudu felt like his brain was about to explode. The glands at the back of his neck swelled violently, and a pain drilled into his heart, constantly gnawing at his thoughts, like he was infected with an endless plague, soothing his five senses. Only one thought remained in his body -
Swallow up all the warm food.
He really wanted to experience what it felt like to swallow Wen Jiangchu's tears into his throat.
Could it also smell like quat? Or, like him, it became the strongest delusion deep within Shen Qiudu's body.
In short, it must be very astringent.
However, the sudden severe pain left Shen Qiudu with no time to react. As the glands were not satisfied and the inhibitors were no longer blocking them, his body began to express strong dissatisfaction.
"Um..."
Chen Qiudu has always been able to endure pain, but under the double torture of desire and pain, he couldn't bear it anymore and finally let out a soft hum like a kitten.
"Qiu Du, Qiu Du... Please tell me, what can I do to make you feel better?"
Wen Jiangchu did not answer whether he liked it or not. In other words, he did not put his own wishes first when answering this question.
He had only one thought at the moment, which was to make Shen Qiudu feel better without forcing him.
So when Chen Qiudu pressed him with these unreasonable questions with the answers in his hand, Wen Jiangchu only felt distressed. He felt distressed for his strength and forbearance, and for the fear and unwillingness brought about by his self-contradiction.
"Wen Jiangchu... don't you want to mark me completely? This is a perfect opportunity..."
A reasonable opportunity to make Shen Qiudu the carrier of Wen Jiangchu treatment.
Chen Qiudu never forgot this.
In Chen Qiudu's confused and unfocused vision, he saw Wen Jiangchu lower his head as if accepting his fate, and slowly approached his weakest gland.
The pheromones of Qu Mai covered Shen Qiudu's whole body. The intensity of the pheromone was no less than that of any Alpha who passed by and was interested in Shen Qiudu's beauty when he went out, making them feel extremely disgusted.
Chen Qiudu also accepted his fate. It seemed that Wen Jiangchu had given him the answer. Like anyone else in the past, he could not resist any temptation, including Chen Qiudu himself.
His body gradually relaxed, his head leaning weakly on Wen Jiangchu's shoulder, his body drooping, supported only by Wen Jiangchu.
However, the feeling coming from the gland was not the discomfort of being forced in, but a gentle and moist touch.
Chen Qiudu's pupils suddenly shrank, his mind went blank, and an extremely absurd idea was confirmed at this moment, and it was also something he had never thought of in all these years -
Wen Jiangchu kissed Chen Qiudu's incomplete gland with great piety, and continuously released the pheromone of Qumai around his edge.
What was stuffed into Chen Qiudu's glands were not teeth filled with selfish desires, but Wen Jiangchu's boiling hot tears.
"Qiu Du, I'm sorry, I can't do that. This is the only way to make you feel better. Wait a little longer, Xue Shan will be here soon with medicine."
"As for the question you asked me, I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer right now. It's not because I don't dare, nor is it due to any other factors."
"It's just not the right time. We're not in the right relationship right now, the place is not the right place, the time is not the right time."
What's the timing? What do you mean by "it's not that you don't dare"?
Chen Qiudu tried to prop himself up and question Wen Jiangchu with his last bit of consciousness, but the soft strength of his palm on Wen Jiangchu's chest made it seem like he was caressing Wen Jiangchu's muscles.
He opened his lips slightly, but before he could say anything, the closed door was forced open again. Xue Shanke, smelling of medicine, came straight towards them without hesitation, holding a bowl of pitch-black medicine in his right hand.
"Hurry! Let him drink this medicine! It will help him get through the rest of his estrus period safely. The effect will definitely be good!"
Chen Qiudu squinted his eyes and looked closely at the medicine. The strong bitter taste invaded his nostrils, making him almost nauseous and vomiting. Fortunately, Wen Jiangchu covered his mouth and nose in time.
"Why is it so bitter?" Wen Jiangchu asked with a frown.
Xue Shanke rolled his eyes speechlessly upon hearing this. "Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Do you understand this principle? I spent over half an hour preparing this. One bowl is worth a thousand gold."
"Qiu Du?"
Wen Jiangchu spoke carefully, but Chen Qiudu showed no mercy. He turned around and buried his head in Wen Jiangchu's arms, saying in a muffled voice: "I don't want to drink. If I want to drink, you drink it."
Xue Shanke blinked and said seriously, "Feeding medicine mouth to mouth? Actually, that's fine, as long as you don't mind my presence."
As expected, Xue Shanke was kicked hard by Wen Jiangchu. "Don't talk nonsense."
Wen Jiangchu took the medicine from Xue Shanke, leaned over to Shen Qiudu's ear and whispered, "Qiudu, drink the medicine and you will be a good boy. You will get better."
"Wen Jiangchu, don't treat me like a child."
Chen Qiudu stubbornly refused to take the medicine, but the longer he delayed, the worse his health would become. Wen Jiangchu was really out of ideas and could only secretly use some tricks to deliberately release more pheromones.
Chen Qiudu, who was avoiding taking the medicine, naturally knew nothing. He only felt that his body was completely satisfied, but he longed for more.
So he gradually relaxed his body, raised his cheeks and subconsciously looked for Wen Jiangchu's glands. His thin lips opened slightly, but Wen Jiangchu seized the opportunity and brought the medicine directly to Chen Qiudu's lips. Before he could react, the bitter taste of the medicine had filled his taste buds.
Fortunately, Wen Jiangchu's pheromone had a strong enough coverage, and the bitter medicinal taste was even wrapped with some of the taste of Dianthus radiata, so that Chen Qiudu would not resist too much.
Seeing the bowl of medicine being finished in just a few moments, Xue Shanke, who knew nothing about it, widened his eyes slightly.
"Oh my god, how the hell did you do that?"
Wen Jiangchu glanced at Xue Shanke and said mercilessly: "Beta won't know about this kind of thing."
Xue Shanke curled his lips speechlessly. They often joked like this with each other. In addition, Xue Shanke liked his beta identity very much. He also knew that Wen Jiangchu would easily lose his mind in front of Shen Qiudu. He shrugged his shoulders generously and didn't care about anything.
After all, when Xue Shanke was ridiculed by some Alphas in the preliminary round of the competition because he was not familiar with the competition procedures, it was Wen Jiangchu who took the initiative to step forward to rescue him.
His gaze fell on Shen Qiudu, intending to observe his performance after drinking the medicine, but he felt a strong sense of dissatisfaction in his gaze.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Wen Jiangchu almost completely hid Shen Qiudu in his arms. The Alpha's strong sense of xenophobia and selfishness reached its peak at this moment. Even if Wen Jiangchu hid well, he could not leave no trace, not to mention that he was an S-level Alpha.
So even as a beta, Xue Shanke also experienced this feeling, like being spotted by the lord when accidentally entering someone else's territory, with only the possibility of escaping in embarrassment or death.
"Okay, okay, I'll leave now, but I have to say in advance that even if he drinks the medicine, I can't completely guarantee that Shen Qiudu's estrus period will be smooth and calm."
"And for the remaining five days, you must stay by his side all the time. Your pheromones are most suitable for Shen Qiudu when he is with him."
"Although Chen Qiudu doesn't say anything, his body won't lie. His pheromones have become attached to you, and you can't escape."
Xue Shanke frowned and told Wen Jiangchu about the bad things that might happen next, but Wen Jiangchu's mind and eyes were filled with the sight of Wen Jiangchu who had fallen asleep obediently in his arms after drinking the medicine.
Hearing this, his eyes lit up and said, "I couldn't ask for more."
“…”
Xue Shanke closed his mouth and swallowed the rest of the words.
He stopped talking. Even if he did, the madman in front of him wouldn't listen. It would be a waste of words.
This person had completely lost his mind when he met Shen Qiudu a few years ago.
After Xue Shanke left, the house became quiet again. The curtains were drawn tight, leaving only the sound of raindrops falling on the eaves.
Xue Shanke's medicine took effect very quickly. Chen Qiudu only felt that the broken nerves in the gland were connected again, as if nothing had changed.
The sleepiness that had accumulated over the past few days burst out at this moment. He finally couldn't hold on and fell into a dream of his own making.
Then, he felt himself being put on a soft big bed. His body became light, and his hands, which were hanging weakly in the air, were completely wrapped up by someone, who even gently stroked them with his fingertips as if in a comforting manner.
This was the first time that Chen Qiudu slept peacefully and calmly during a rainstorm.
He would no longer be trapped in the pain and suffering brought by the typhoon that year, nor would he be anxious about how to make more money to pay off his gambling debts, nor would he worry that he would once again become the garbage thrown away by his father.
At this moment, he was just Chen Qiudu. In his dreams, there was no longer anyone else but only himself.
He opened his eyes, threw himself on the fresh grass of Dioscorea affine, and closed his eyes comfortably. When he opened his eyes again, the grass suddenly turned into Wen Jiangchu's warm chest.
The physical changes brought about by the estrus period were well controlled by the drug, and Shen Qiudu quickly woke up and regained his sanity.
“Dongdong——”
There was a sudden knock on the door, and Chen Qiudu immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Wen Jiangchu carefully put him in the quilt and quickly walked to the door and opened it a crack.
“Master, Master Shen’s mother is awake.”
Shen Qiudu's mother fell into a coma due to physical and mental stress and has been isolated in the guest room. Doctors and nurses are arranged to check her body every day.
Today, when the doctor went to the room for examination as usual, he had just opened the door when Shen Qiudu's mother picked up a box and hit him on the head. Only then did he realize that she had woken up this morning.
In order to prevent things from getting out of control, Uncle Liang had no choice but to look for Wen Jiangchu.
Uncle Liang's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for Shen Qiudu to hear clearly. He was shocked and wanted to rush forward immediately.
"She's been clamoring to see you."
"To see me?"
"Yes, otherwise I will go on a hunger strike. I'm worried that it will disturb Master Shen's estrus period. Do you want me to go there first?"
Meeting Wen Jiangchu? Chen Qiudu frowned in confusion, slowly clenching his hands that were hanging by his side, feeling vaguely uneasy.
Soon, Wen Jiangchu left the room quietly. The next moment, Chen Qiudu opened his eyes, waited quietly in the room for a while, then got up and moved quietly to the door, opened a crack, and stuck his head out to look around.
Seeing that there was no one in the corridor, Shen Qiudu tried his best to hide his body and walked to the door of the guest room where his mother was according to his memory. However, as soon as he got close, he heard the sound of something falling violently to the floor and shattering.
The mother's broken roar followed closely behind, "Please let us go! Qiu Du's father must be very worried right now, we can't abandon him!"
"He will die without us by his side!"
"I know you saved us. Once we find his father, we will definitely come back and work like slaves for you in return. We won't break our promise!"
Chen Qiudu stood by the door, his brows darkened as he stared at everything in the room. Wen Jiangchu tried to bend over to help his mother, who was kneeling on the ground, and was struggling to decide whether to tell her that the man was dead, killed by Chen Qiudu himself.
When the atmosphere was tense, Chen Qiudu quietly walked to Wen Jiangchu's side and took the lead in helping his tearful mother up.
When the mother saw Chen Qiudu, it was like she had grabbed the only life-saving straw. Her untrimmed nails dug into the back of Chen Qiudu's hand due to excessive anxiety, but she was completely unaware of it. She just wanted to pull Chen Qiudu to kneel down and beg Wen Jiangchu.
"Qiu Du...Qiu Du, you're here! Come on, come and beg Master Wen with me. Your father must still be waiting for us!"
"He won't wait for us anymore." Chen Qiudu lowered his eyes and spoke calmly.
"What nonsense are you talking about, kid! Your dad did do something wrong, but...it was all caused by others. Your dad doesn't have bad intentions, you know that, Qiu Du!"
"And after you left, he already promised me that he would never gamble again! We spent the entire night looking for you in the slums, and when we found you were gone, your dad must have regretted it! Qiu Du, let's go home first... Let's talk about it after we get home!"
"Let's beg Master Wen. If he can save us, he can definitely save your father—"
"Mom." Shen Qiudu interrupted his mother, raised his eyes to meet hers, and said softly, "He's dead."
Mother Shen's expression was completely frozen, her pupils slightly dilated, and she shook her head in disbelief, "No... No, Chen Qiudu, you are not allowed to curse your father, he is your father!"
"I know you hate your father, but...but he had his reasons! How could a healthy person suddenly die—"
"I killed him."
"I plunged the knife into his heart with my own hands."
"He finally got to taste the pain of being betrayed by his loved ones."
"Mom, I avenged us."
Chen Qiudu withdrew his captured hand, lowered his eyes, and interrupted her again without hesitation.
The coolness of the early morning penetrates into the bone marrow, like a bayonet that cuts into the heart and bones, cutting slowly and deeply along the texture of the skin, digging out the cruel and bloody truth.
Chen Qiudu never thought of deceiving his mother, and he anticipated what would happen the moment he revealed the truth, but he accepted it.
If he wants to completely cut off the past, Chen Qiudu can no longer be soft-hearted. He and his mother should have a better future.
However, it is a huge scandal no matter how you look at it that a biological son killed his biological father, and the mother who was caught between the two was the most painful.
She knew her son was right, but he was her husband. They had once lived together in a small rental house, fantasizing about the future, chasing sunsets together, and walking along the dilapidated beach.
During the ten months of pregnancy, I held the hope for a new life and believed that everything would be fine. These memories will always remain in the heart of a mother and a wife.
But she forgot that the source of her pain was that man.
Before she was a mother and a wife, she was herself first.
Chen Qiudu naturally realized this before her mother. He originally wanted to slowly reveal the truth to her so that she could adapt, but she was too soft-hearted.
So, he took the most extreme measures.
The mother pushed Chen Qiudu fiercely, wishing she could drag him to death immediately, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Those vicious words were swallowed down her throat and became the culprit of her own heart failure.
The hand that was raised high hit the mother's chest heavily before it fell on Shen Qiudu's cheek.
The mother burst into tears, her decadent body sliding down to the ground bit by bit. She raised her trembling finger and pointed at the door, her voice hoarse.
"Go...go! I don't want to see you!"
Wen Jiangchu held Shen Qiudu in his arms and took him back to the house, comforting him: "Qiudu, the doctors and nurses have already rushed over. Your mother will be fine. When your aunt calms down, we can talk about it in detail."
Chen Qiudu's tense body completely relaxed, and he fell into the soft embrace. The pheromones of Qumai lingered around him, soothing his helpless emotions.
He lowered his eyes, saw his slightly trembling hands, and smiled bitterly.
Shen Qiudu thought that if he killed his father with his own hands, he could completely escape from the sea of suffering, but the fact was that he was still not as brave and decisive as he imagined.
His father's hideous face before his death and his mother's painful cries hovered above his heart, like a huge rock on the edge of collapse on a high cliff, which seemed to fall off the cliff at any moment and hit Chen Qiudu who was tied at the foot of the mountain hard.
This uneasiness continuously disturbed Shen Qiudu's seemingly calm state, making him want to go crazy and even hurt himself to clear his conscience.
Chen Qiudu knew what he should do in this situation, so he burst into tears and hid all his grievances and panic in his tears.
But he couldn't cry. His eye sockets were like a dry riverbed, only winding, endless ravines remained, filled with all the hardships of the past.
"The temperature has just dropped."
"Have I... gone too far? Will Mother hate me?"
Chen Qiudu spoke softly, his overly light body like a misty cloud, as if it would dissipate in the next second.
Wen Jiangchu's throat was dry and his embrace slowly tightened. In his eyes, Chen Qiudu in front of him was just a fragile porcelain collection.
He had to close the distance between them and feel his warm breath before he could feel a little at ease.
Wen Jiangchu lowered his head and touched his forehead to Shen Qiudu's, rubbing it gently.
"No, Qiu Du, you are all right in this matter. Auntie will understand."
"What about you, Wen Jiangchu."
Chen Qiudu obediently moved his head away and looked up at Wen Jiangchu.
"Are you afraid of me? Do you think I'm a lunatic?"
Wen Jiangchu shook his head and raised his hand to cover Chen Qiudu's soft cheek. The sunlight shining into the room made Wen Jiangchu's face particularly bright.
Looking closer, the glowing parts were the tears remaining on his cheeks.
"You're crying again, Wen Jiangchu."
"Why are you crying this time?"
"Seeing this, do you feel sorry for me?"
"No, I feel sorry for you."
"Chen Qiudu, it would have been great if I had met you earlier."
Wen Jiangchu regretted it very much. He regretted that he only dared to think about her in his heart after a quick glance.
If only he were braver.
Sometimes if you take one more step forward, everything may get better.
Shen Qiudu thought that he would fall into a cold war with his mother, but what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.
She left, quietly taking all her luggage with her at some point during the night.
Only a handwritten letter was left. The content of the letter was a mixture of Chinese characters and pinyin. The words were crooked, but it took up a whole page.
When Chen Qiudu received the letter, there were still traces of tears on the paper, making it smell extremely sour and bitter.
"Qiu Du, I'm sorry, it's Mom's fault."
"Mom shouldn't have wanted to hit or scold you. I know you can't do anything about this, and I understand how terrible your father has been to you over the years. Master Wen's housekeeper told me everything that happened that day. I never thought he would actually want to use you to exchange for his name and drag you into hell."
"Mom really couldn't accept it at first. When your father and I first got together, he was steady and considerate, and was considered a great husband by others. But when he was pursuing me, he wanted to give me everything he had, was hard on himself, and used all the money he saved to spend on me."
"Mom has never met any man in her life, nor has she ever liked anyone. But when Mom started looking forward to meeting your father, Mom knew she had fallen in love with him. It was this love that made me unwilling to give up on your father, which led to the tragedy and dragged you into it. This is Mom's fault. Mom thought things were too simple and always thought your father would change."
"But people are complicated. How many people who become addicted to gambling can recover? I understand this, but I just can't bear to see your father sink deeper and deeper into trouble."
"After driving you away, Mom regrets it very much. You have your own thoughts and things you want to do. Mom shouldn't always drag you around and use the name of motherhood to morally blackmail you into doing things you don't like."
"Mom knows that I have implicated you, but this is not a reason for Mom to leave."
"Yesterday, the housekeeper gave me my mother's ID card and household registration booklet, and also gave me some money, and let me choose whether to stay or take you away with me."
"I wanted to take your hand right away and take you away like we did when we were little, but you see, I didn't care about your opinion anymore."
"Yesterday I could see that Master Wen was truly good to you, just like your father was back then, but also a little different. Mom doesn't have much knowledge and doesn't know how to describe this feeling, but Mom knows one thing: it's better for you to stay with Wen Jiangchu than with Mom."
"Without your father, Mom suddenly didn't know what to do. I've spent most of my life working hard for the family and never done anything for myself."
"So Mom took her ID card and a few thousand yuan, and returned the rest to Master Wen. This money is enough for Mom to open her own tailor shop."
"Qiu Du, this is why Mom left."
"By the way, Qiu Du, you probably don't know your mother's name yet, right? My name is Xu Qiuju, Qiu for autumn, and Ju for chrysanthemum."
"I am the mother of Shen Qiudu, and I am also Xu Qiuju, who can support a family with just a silver needle."
"For the rest of her life, Xu Qiuju only hoped that her Qiudu could survive the bleak autumn wind and live a truly happy life."
The warm spring light spread across the entire city like carefully woven yellow silk. In the sun-drenched station, Xu Qiuju embarked on a long journey with a small bag.
This time it's not for others, but only for herself.
*
Shen Qiudu was completely left in the Wen family, staying by Wen Jiangchu's side. In order to observe the effect of the drug on the omega's estrus period, Shen Qiudu and Wen Jiangchu were almost inseparable these days.
One of the effects of the drug was sleepiness, and Chen Qiudu often slept until the early hours of the morning after taking the drug.
The same is true this time.
Chen Qiudu was awakened by the intermittent mechanical sounds——
"Affected by Typhoon Haitang, my country's southeastern coastal areas will experience heavy rainfall and strong winds. Typhoon Haitang is expected to make landfall in the coastal areas of Suzhou City around 3 a.m. on the 30th. Maximum winds near the center will reach 8 to 10 at landfall, accompanied by heavy to torrential rain, and some areas may experience extremely heavy rain..."
"Residents in coastal areas are advised to pay close attention to weather warning information and take timely preventive measures to ensure the safety of life and property."
It is the automatic broadcast sound of the electronic bracelet when facing a natural disaster.
Chen Qiudu rubbed his face on the pillow and opened his eyes somewhat grumpily. Chen Qiudu had a habit of sleeping, which was to wrap the quilt completely around himself, leaving no gaps, and hiding his hands and feet in the quilt.
So when he woke up, the hot, wet fabric of his clothes stuck tightly to his skin. He subconsciously turned over and tried to breathe fresh air, but he happened to see Wen Jiangchu who was quietly watching Chen Qiudu beside the bed.
There was no light in the house, only the faint white light from the electronic bracelet screen. Shen Qiudu's heart suddenly fell into a cold swamp, and all sleepiness disappeared, and he woke up instantly.
He could clearly feel that Wen Jiangchu's gaze was like a dormant wild animal staring at its prey, and he wanted to kick the quilt away and wrap his body around his skin.
But it was only a few seconds later. When Chen Qiudu looked up again, Wen Jiangchu had that approachable and gentle look again, as if what he had just seen was just his imagination.
"Qiu Du, why are you awake? How do you feel?"
"...Well enough."
Chen Qiudu frowned, trying to confirm something, and chose to move to the side of the bed quietly, away from Wen Jiangchu.
Wen Jiangchu smiled and said nothing. He just picked up the bracelet and sat down naturally in the empty seat that Chen Qiudu "specially" left for him, which was closer to Chen Qiudu's seat.
"A typhoon is coming soon, and I want to stay with you. I heard that the weather can also affect the mating period."
"Wen Jiangchu, you seem very determined to cure me."
Shen Qiudu tried his best to suppress the doubts in his heart, found a topic in his mind, and spoke directly without any hesitation.
"Of course I hope to cure you. After all, your health is the most important thing. I don't want to see you continue to suffer alone."
"Is it a compassionate heart, or just to satisfy selfish desires? Wen Jiangchu, I've seen everything about your [Treatment Vehicle] plan."
Wen Jiangchu's expression froze, his smile frozen. "How... did you know? Did Xu Zhouye tell you?"
Shen Qiudu did not respond, silence represents correctness.
"I promised you before that I would receive treatment and become your treatment carrier. I just want to know, as a carrier, what do I need to do?"
Chen Qiudu remained calm on the surface, but his hands unconsciously clenched on his chest under the covers, and he murmured, "Do I have to accept your mark every moment and never leave you?"
The inexplicable hostility and suspicion made Wen Jiangchu feel heartbroken for a moment. He smiled and cried, shook his head and explained: "It's not what you think, Qiu Du."
"The [Treatment Carrier] you saw was marked on your 14-year-old pheromone differentiation test form, right? This method was also proposed that year, but I immediately rejected it."
"It's just that my parents have been secretly investigating the possibility of this method, but I will never accept it. Just like what you said, Qiu Du, there is no shame in crying."
In fact, Wen Jiangchu deliberately skipped part of this intermediate link.
For example, what impact did this method have on the young Shen Qiudu?
Or, why is Shen Qiudu the most suitable person to be the [treatment carrier]?
For example, did Wen Jiangchu start to know Chen Qiudu unilaterally from that time?
But Wen Jiangchu wanted to keep the answers to these questions hidden in his heart forever. He coveted the temporary beauty and happiness, even if it was just a dream.
"So Xu Zhouye used the report from many years ago to make me suspicious of you..."
Chen Qiudu muttered to himself, thinking of what Xu Zhouye had done before, and this sentence was quickly confirmed.
Wen Jiangchu lowered his head in grievance and sighed softly, "Qiu Du, is my credibility in your heart even lower than Xuzhou's?"
"I..."
Chen Qiudu noticed the loneliness in Wen Jiangchu's tone, and his heart ached, but he never said words to comfort others, and he was even more afraid that the more he spoke, the more angry he would be, so he had to gently tilt his head and get close to Wen Jiangchu's face.
He asked tentatively: "Wen Jiangchu, you... didn't cry?"
Wen Jiangchu laughed helplessly and raised his hand to ruffle Chen Qiudu's hair. "It's not as easy to cry as you think."
Suddenly, thunder roared and white light flashed. Chen Qiudu was instantly frightened and subconsciously looked for the safest place to hide with his eyes closed.
Wen Jiangchu also opened his arms very familiarly and took Chen Qiudu into his arms, raising his hand to pat his back gently to comfort him.
The familiar body temperature made Chen Qiudu gradually relax, and the scent of Qumai pheromones was enough to make him feel at ease.
In order to prevent Chen Qiudu from being frightened by the sudden thunder again, Wen Jiangchu gently covered Chen Qiudu's earlobe with his broad palm. The world immediately became silent, leaving only his and Wen Jiangchu's eyes staring at each other for a long time.
The words left by his mother suddenly appeared in Shen Qiudu's mind.
His mother said that Wen Jiangchu was really kind to him, just like his father but also different.
Chen Qiudu really wanted to know, what exactly was the difference?
So, he asked in a voice that sounded very vague: "Wen Jiangchu, why are you so nice to me? What do you want?"
"I... have nothing except my looks and my body."
Wen Jiangchu's pupils trembled. Chen Qiudu remembered this look. Wen Jiangchu once told him that it was heartache.
Chen Qiudu felt that Wen Jiangchu deliberately covered his ears with force, then slowly opened his mouth to say something, but Chen Qiudu could not hear and could only guess based on the shape of his mouth.
It's just that he spoke too fast, and Chen Qiudu didn't hear clearly at all. He could only guess that the few words he said seemed to be... me, Chen Qiudu, like and love.
The typhoon landed again. This was the second typhoon that Chen Qiudu had experienced in his life.
But this time, he didn't feel any fear at all.
Chen Qiudu lay quietly and obediently in Wen Jiangchu's arms. The sound of thunder and rain that once frightened him became the best accompaniment when Wen Jiangchu sang a lullaby.
When he opened his eyes again, Chen Qiudu felt a sense of relaxation throughout his body. He stood up dazedly, and a tingling sensation came from his right hand.
Glancing sideways, he saw Wen Jiangchu sleeping soundly beside his bed, their hands tightly clasped together. Even Chen Qiudu couldn't help but take the lead in his sleep and took the initiative to clasp his fingers tightly.
Perhaps because he was too tired during the estrus period in the past few days, Wen Jiangchu fell into a deep sleep. Chen Qiudu leaned quietly on the head of the bed, but did not pull his hand away.
Memories of those days came flooding back, constantly overturning his previous conclusions.
Especially the kiss from Wen Jiangchu and those scattered words during the typhoon last night.
Chen Qiudu raised his hand and touched the gland that was still warm, and his throat felt a little dry.
He looked at Wen Jiangchu's cheek, and a question suddenly popped up in his heart -
He kept asking Wen Jiangchu if he liked him or if he had any other thoughts about him.
But he never asked himself.
Did Chen Qiudu fall in love with Wen Jiangchu?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Chen Qiudu froze completely. He actually violated the principles he had set. This was absolutely not allowed. This must be an illusion.
So he began to ask himself:
Are you unhappy to see Wen Jiangchu chatting with other people?
Of course not, he would be angry and jealous.
What would you want to do when you hear someone's name from Wen Jiangchu?
Shut his mouth.
Can he accept Wen Jiangchu being intimate with someone else?
He would have killed someone else.
Wen Jiangchu could only be nice to himself and let him scold him, but no one else was allowed to do that, let alone close contact and marking.
Chen Qiudu's possessiveness towards Wen Jiangchu must have already reached an outrageous level.
Just like Xue Shanke said, Shen Qiudu can deceive himself, but no organ in the body can.
The more questions he asked, the more panicked Chen Qiudu became. Until he raised his eyes, his heart completely calmed down, and his eyes were cold.
Xu Zhuye opened the door at some point and looked at Shen Qiudu in a disheveled manner.
Last night, a typhoon passed and heavy rain hit. It seemed that he was not doing well. He must have escaped from the Xu family overnight and stumbled all the way to the Wen family.
"Shen Qiudu."
Xu Zhuye raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes were fierce, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.
"Let's talk."
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