Chapter 119 Did he let Wen Song down?
Guan Ju made some simple pasta in the kitchen, and just as she brought it out, she heard the sound of a password unlocking device coming from the doorway.
Looking up again, I saw Lu Qing standing in the entryway.
Behind them were several Alphas dressed in black suits, carrying cardboard boxes into the living room. Under their direction, they temporarily placed the boxes in a corner, one trip after another, carrying nearly ten large cardboard boxes in total.
Guan Ju called out, "Dad."
Lu Qing walked up to her son and looked him over. After a long while, her eyes filled with heartache as she said:
"You've lost weight."
How are you feeling?
Guan Ju replied, "I have regular check-ups every month, and the situation is quite good. I've basically recovered, and my pheromones are very stable. Apart from some memories that I haven't recovered yet, there are no other problems."
My physical condition had almost fully recovered by the first year abroad.
The only problem is that the pheromones are excessively disordered.
However, I have recovered very well during these three years and there shouldn't be any problems.
Lu Qing nodded: "That's fine then, as long as it's restored well."
"Come home when you're done with your work, and I'll have Aunt Yang make you some nourishing soup to help you recover."
Guan Ju: "Okay."
After speaking, he looked up and gazed at a pile of cardboard boxes stacked in the corner.
He asked, "Do I have that much stuff?"
Lu Qing followed Guan Ju's gaze and said, "Yes, everything you wanted is here."
Actually, many things were packed up in this villa and moved back to the Guan family's old house for temporary storage. Now that Guan Ju has returned, they have been moved back exactly as they were.
"Thank you, Dad," Guan Ju said.
Lu Qing smiled and said, "Why are you being so polite with me?"
Glancing at the two servings of pasta on the table out of the corner of my eye, a question immediately arose in my mind. I asked, "Did you just get up? Why are there two servings of pasta?"
Guan Ju reached out and straightened his high-necked shirt.
"Just got up."
As for the following sentence—
Lu Qing's attention was immediately drawn to the half-concealed mark on Guan Sui's neck.
He's been there, after all.
The origin of the red marks is self-evident.
He was a Beta, unable to smell pheromones, and unaware that the entire villa was filled with the scent of Alpha agave pheromones.
“You—” Lu Qing wanted to ask a question.
Finally, I forced myself to swallow it.
Guan Ju is 28 years old this year. He is an adult and will naturally think things through carefully before making decisions.
I'm just a little curious about who left the traces on Guan Ju.
What would Wen Song do if it were someone else?
"Hmm?" Guan Ju's expression was indifferent.
Lu Qing waited a long time before saying, "Then you should eat first, I won't bother you for now."
Guan Ju lowered her head: "Okay, Dad."
He then escorted Lu Qing to the entrance.
Lu Qing was still reminding Guan Sui to eat on time, drink less coffee, and reduce staying up late. The latter did not show any impatience, but nodded in response.
finally.
"I still want to ask you something," Lu Qing said after a moment's hesitation, with half of her body outside the door.
Guan Ju: "Please ask."
Lu Qing stared at her son and asked, "You really don't remember Wen Song?"
During his first month of recuperation abroad after the car accident, he had mentioned Wen Song to Guan Ju, but the name was like a "taboo" because its appearance would cause the other person's pheromones to become unstable.
It has never been mentioned again since.
He knew that Guan Ju liked Wen Song very much, and the instability of her pheromones was due to the intense fluctuations caused by her excessive liking for him.
Unfortunately, Guan Ju's condition was not good at the time. He had multiple wounds and a broken leg, and repeatedly mentioning it would be too much for him to bear.
Guan Ju squinted at Lu Qing's words.
The first time I heard it was from Duan Ze.
The second time I heard it was from Lu Qing.
Both of them asked him, "Do you really not remember Wen Song?"
Guan Ju vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
Duan mentioned that it was because the other person was his friend that he was curious about them. They shared all their secrets and were quite familiar with each other's lives.
So why did Lu Qing mention it?
Why does the other person's expression and tone seem regretful and guilty, as if he has let Wen Song down?
...Did he let Wen Song down?!
"Why do you ask that?" Guan Sui squinted.
Just as Lu Qing was about to speak, he suddenly heard footsteps echoing through the large villa.
The father and son both looked towards the second floor.
Hearing the door open, Wen Song assumed the person had left and was about to go downstairs:
The three of them just stared at each other.
The large stone on Lu Qing's chest fell down in an instant.
It turns out that the person who ended up with Guan Ju was still Wen Song.
Wen Song was wearing an Alpha shirt that just covered his buttocks, and his pants were too long to wear. Luckily, he noticed that the person hadn't left and hid in the second-floor corridor.
He called out, "Uncle Lu."
Lu Qing's brows relaxed: "Xiao Song, it's been a long time."
Wen Song nodded politely as a greeting.
Lu Qing no longer cares whether Guan Ju regains her memories related to Wen Song. The two have reconciled and are now back to normal. As an elder, Lu Qing should not interfere excessively.
“You guys eat first,” he said. “I have something to do and need to go back first.”
Wen Song: "Goodbye, Uncle Lu."
After Lu Qing left, Wen Song slowly came down from the second floor.
Guan Ju had just closed the door and turned around when she saw a pair of slender, white legs come into view.
"Aren't you cold?" He walked to the sofa, picked up the coat that was lying on it, and came to Wen Song's side. Without saying a word, he wrapped it around the other's waist to cover his bare legs.
Wen Song smelled the agave pheromones on Guan Ju's body.
The other party did not use any suppression patches.
The pheromones will be stronger than usual.
“It’s alright, not cold,” Wen Song said. “The main problem is that I can’t wear my pants.”
The spots and wrinkles on it were simply unsightly.
I really have no idea how they got Alpha!
"I cooked spaghetti." Guan Sui found the air conditioner remote and turned up the temperature.
Wen Song sat down at the dining table, smelling the fragrant pasta, her stomach rumbling.
For the past three days, I've been doing physical labor with the Alpha, and I haven't had time to eat at all. I'm only staying alive with nutritional supplements.
"It smells delicious," he said.
Guan Ju sat down opposite Wen Song.
"Eat."
"If that's not enough, there's more."
Wen Song nodded: "Okay. You eat too."
Guan Ju watched as the Beta sitting opposite her ate with remarkable manners despite being very hungry. Worried that the other person might choke, she took a glass, poured a cup of warm water, and placed it beside her.
"Thank you." Wen Song looked up at Alpha.
Each of them had something on their mind, and the atmosphere was too warm, like the ambiguous tenderness after getting out of bed during their most sensitive period.
Guan Ju didn't want to break the spell easily.
It's not too late to ask after Wensong has finished eating.
Soon, Wen Song finished a plate of pasta.
Guan Ju asked, "Is it still needed?"
Wen Song nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes."
Guan Ju took the plate in front of Wen Song and went to the kitchen to refill it.
It was half an hour later when the two of them had finished eating.
Wen Song had just finished taking a sip of water when he heard the Alpha across from him say, "Want to chat?"
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