suppress his susceptibility period

"Xiu Ran, I didn't say this to claim credit, and I also know that these things can't justify the crime of being involved in those shitty things. I just want to say that not everyone hates you and wants to harm you."

Peng Yuan's hands hanging on both sides of his body clenched the corners of his clothes tightly: "Even though it's been so long, I can't forget it. Every time I think about it, I feel terrible."

"Xiu Ran, I have no intention of looking for you today. I just want to ask for your forgiveness. As long as you can forgive me, I will agree to any conditions. I can do whatever you want!"

He didn't want to be condemned by his conscience day and night.

In these years, he has hardly stopped having nightmares, and every nightmare has nothing to do with Shen Xiuran.

In the dream, he was the accomplice of the group of evil children, helping them drag Shen Xiuran to a dirty corner when the dean and volunteers were not paying attention, watching them all beat and kick him, while he screamed and struggled desperately Waiting to hold down his hands and feet, watching those medicines continue to inject into his body...

"Please, Xiu Ran!"

If this is not a school where people can show up at random, Peng Yuan can't wait to kneel down to him directly: "Forgive me, I can do whatever you want, as long as you are willing to forgive—"

"roll."

"...?"

Peng Yuan was taken aback, raised his head with a pale face, and met a pair of cold eyes, which seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost.

"Xiu Ran, I..."

"Why should I forgive you?"

Shen Xiuran looked at him condescendingly, and was not moved by his remorse: "Why do you want to forgive Shen Chenghui's dog?"

"Xiu Ran, I'm not! No!"

Peng Yuan panicked and wanted to pull his clothes: "I have no other choice, you know how bad they are, if I don't listen to them, they will do the same to me, I really, I really can't do it—— "

"Can't you understand me?"

Shen Xiuran's eyes never flickered: "Let go."

"Xiu Ran..."

"Go away and appear in front of me again."

The blood on Peng Yuan's face faded, and he let go of his hand in a daze.

He opened his eyes in a daze and wanted to say something, but he no longer gave him a chance to speak.

Shen Xiuran turned around and looked at Jiang Yaoyao who was standing not far away without deliberately hiding.

Without too much expression, he paused for less than half a second, then looked away indifferently, and walked away.

"Brother Jiang, let's go, let's assemble."

Yu Dongyu trotted over to find him, stood beside Jiang Ju just in time to see Shen Xiuran's back, raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Squad leader? You were together just now?"

"No."

Jiang Huang raised his chin to another strange boy who was leaving: "I happened to meet the class monitor talking to him, probably an old friend talking to him."

He didn't hear what they were talking about even though they were far away, just looking at their expressions, this old story didn't seem very optimistic.

"You never said hello?"

"Why should I join in the fun when people catch up with old friends?"

"Too."

"Don't tell me you're assembled, let's go."

The two walked towards the school gate side by side, and Yu Dongyu looked back after a few steps, as if on a whim: "Brother Jiang, ask me a question, don't you really think the monitor is afraid?"

"Many people in the monitor are too scared to take the initiative to say a word to him."

Afraid, it's not that I haven't been afraid, but now...

"well enough."

Jiang Lu smiled relaxedly: "It's not cursing, I actually think he looks a bit like an Alaska with a leg injury I met before."

Originally, the metaphor was a flash of inspiration, but after talking about it, I looked back and tasted it, but I felt that the more I thought about it, the more it resembled it.

It looks tall and fierce, but it is actually an illusion to cover up the wound and avoid being taken advantage of.

Alaska?

Yu Dongyu raised his eyebrows and didn't answer, he just didn't agree with what Jiang Lu said.

For Shen Xiuran, it is always too optimistic to compare him to Alaska.

Compared with raising a dog, he felt that he was more like a wild wolf that would recognize its owner.

On the way back, Jiang Wang fulfilled his wish and sat by the window.

There was no reason for motion sickness, and the two of them didn't exchange a word along the way.

Shen Xiuran was used to being silent, but Jiang Wang saw that his expression had been sour since he met his old friend, so he didn't bother him because of his wit.

As for why he was able to see a deeper level of ugliness from Shen Xiuran's face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, it can be barely explained because... the daily relationship during this period has deepened our understanding?

probably.

Maybe he was born with this miraculous talent~

Arrive at school and the bell rings for the end of the last class.

The old grandson didn't meet up to delay the time, and waved them to have dinner quickly, and they were late for evening self-study.

The quarrel between Cheng Qi and Yu Dongyu lasted a little long this time, and it hasn't healed yet. From entering the cafeteria to going out to buy water at the canteen after dinner, Cheng Qi kept putting on a bad face, and Yu Dongyu expressed his helplessness.

When Jiang Ruo was buying ice cream, Yu Dongyu also bought a strawberry flavored one and handed it to Cheng Qi: "Eat an ice cream to improve your mood, can you get angry?"

Cheng Xi took it unceremoniously, and sent him a couple of sneers along the way.

Jiang Wang didn't know what the point was, he turned his head and asked, "Can eating ice cream improve your mood?"

Yu Dongyu shrugged: "Who knows, but don't everyone say that sweets have magical powers?"

Oh, so...

Jiang pretended to be thoughtful.

He turned his head and paid again: "Miss Boss, I want another ice cream, bring me the sweetest one."

When I got back to the dormitory, people who came in from the balcony happened to be blocked.

The afterglow of the setting sun spread from behind him, as if casting a thin layer of warm light on his entire outline.

Finally, it looks a little warm.

Standing in front of him, Jiang Wang tilted his head, and handed over the sweetest ice cream in the entire freezer: "Here, please have an ice cream."

"Eat something sweet to change your mood."

I thought that if he didn't want it, he would just put it on his desk, but I didn't expect that Shen Xiuran was unexpectedly easy to talk this time.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ice cream was picked up.

Jiang Huan was somewhat interested.

However, soon after he was satisfied, he smiled and smiled, "That's right, it's a good thing to meet old friends, it's so unpleasant—"

"sweet?"

The low first monosyllable interrupted Jiang Lu.

Because Shen Xiuran was really focused on asking him about ice cream, he only focused on answering him: "Yes, the proprietress of the canteen said this is the sweetest flavor."

"Is it."

Shen Xiuran shifted his gaze from the ice cream that was emitting white mist to his face: "If you were tricked by a piece of ice cream to make Daxue wait at the entrance of the amusement park all night, and finally you were sent to an orphanage, would you still Do you think it's sweet?"

There was a muffled sound of an object falling.

"Also, that person is not my friend. I never had a friend."

"Jiang Wang, pretend to be smart."

"..."

Jiang Huang was dumbfounded.

Orphanage?What kind of orphanage? ?

I don't know how long Silly stood there, but when he came back to his senses, Shen Xiuran had already left the dormitory with the book in his arms.

It is said that the sweetest popsicle was left in the low temperature environment for too long, and it melted embarrassingly in the trash can, overflowing with sweetness.

The lights in the classroom are brightly lit, clearly illuminating the brain-burning questions on the pale white test paper.

The slender pen body was twirling deftly between his fingers, and Jiang Lu's mind was filled with more brain-intensive questions than the last big question in the math test paper.

He didn't understand.

As far as he knew, Shen Xiuran had a rich background and his father was the founder of the Shen Group. No matter how he looked at it, he should be a spoiled young master. How could he have anything to do with the orphanage?

But when you think about it, something is really wrong.

He ignored Shen Xiuran's family before, but now thinking about it, if the conditions are like this, why would he ignore his illness?

Could it be that Shen Xiuran, like him, did not tell his relatives about his illness.

He is because of his mother Sun Yin, what about Shen Xiuran?

Why did he want to hide from everyone and endure the torment of bipolar disorder alone?

Originally, all the unknown veils have been lifted, but there are so many more horrifying secrets behind it.

Jiang Huang intuitively felt that these matters were beyond his control, so he just couldn't help thinking about them.

Not just for curiosity, there are more unexplainable...

Shen Xiuran seems to be more difficult to see through than he imagined.

He hides too many things, and each of them seems to be very heavy. He is tired of those things and walks heavily. Together in secret, no one is allowed to come close.

The tip of the pen accidentally hit the test paper, and there was a light knock on the table through a thin layer of paper.

He didn't know the ins and outs, because he remembered Shen Xiuran who was half kneeling by the bedside and secretly hugging him that night.

My heart collapsed inexplicably.

Soft, sour, not very pleasant.

Before the evening self-study, Song Yang yelled in the group that there was a new gadget, and asked them to play it when they went back to the dormitory, and they couldn't wait.

Jiang Wan followed others and tapped "1" in the group.

After class, he walked downstairs to the dormitory. What did Jiang want? He greeted them and asked them to go first. He turned the corner and went to the commissary to pick up his courier.

After returning to the dormitory to put down his things, he looked at the dripping bathroom before turning back to Song Yang's dormitory.

The new game was too complicated, and Jiang Wang was absent-minded, so he couldn't learn it anyway. He dived backwards and lost all night, and Song Yang's saliva almost drowned him.

"Forget it." Jiang Huang threw down the cards and clapped his hands and stood up: "This is the end, your game is not worthy of my IQ."

Song Yang sneered at him: "Then you still can't learn, you are more retarded than my game, I suspect you lost your mind tonight."

"Sorry, the teacher said that there is no comparison between species~"

"...Ah, get out!"

After the break-up, each returned to each other.

Jiang Lu pushed the door open, and Shen Xiuran was on the phone on the balcony with his back turned to him.

Holding the pajamas into the bathroom, he passed by for a short while, and said in a low voice, "Understood, I will be back this weekend" in my ears.

See it.

He stepped into the bathroom, thinking: Shen Xiuran has it.

It's about to turn off the lights.

With his half-dried hair, Jiang Wang pulled up the stool and sat down, and began to unpack his courier.

The things he bought were very tasteless, because he couldn't finish the test papers and was punished too often for copying, and there was not enough room before turning off the lights, so he bought a small desk lamp.

I just didn't expect to overturn the car by buying a small desk lamp in a proper manner.

Jiang Lu tried to install the battery, pressed the switch, and was stunned by the cool colorful lights.

"..."

What the hell?

Because there are several light sources, so I keep switching on and off...

No shit, this thing is just so colorful.

What the hell? !

Opening a certain treasure with a head full of question marks——

Customer service: [Darling, this is the one you took, and you sent it right. 】

Jiang Ruan: [? ?Funny, should I shoot this and save it for the back of the grave? 】

Customer service: [There is really nothing wrong, please check the information again~]

Jiang Wan: […]

Exit the chat interface and open the baby information page: plug-in table lamp for dormitory students, middle school students and college students.

... Good guy.

Why not put the entire Xinhua Dictionary on it.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and the dormitory must be plunged into darkness.

Jiang Wang lay down under the blanket, still thinking about that cool little desk lamp with laser.

According to Ping's personality that doesn't like trouble, if the car rolls over, it will roll over.

He will not return the product or trouble the customer service. He will just transfer the lamp to a lucky one and give it to them, so that they can feel the feeling of being shocked for 1 years when he turned on the switch.

It's different today.

Probably because he didn't find a chance to say what he wanted to say, he has the desire to blah blah.

So I didn't sleep anymore, I opened Taobao overnight to find the customer service and broke my head!

This break went straight into the night.

Jiang Lu was overwhelmed by the customer service's tenacious perseverance and the refreshing brain circuit that seemed to have swallowed two hundred catties of essential oils. He got up in a trance and prepared to put water in the toilet to clear the cache.

The result is that self-inflicted crimes do not live.

When he came back, his vision was blocked by the backlight, and he accidentally tripped over the chair he had forgotten to stuff under the table, and fell heavily on it.

The moment his knee touched his face, he went numb for two seconds.

What followed in the third second was excruciating pain.

Jiang Lu couldn't move and could only lie on the bed, gritted his teeth and swallowed it painfully, but couldn't help but groaned and slipped out from the corner of his mouth.

A pair of eyes turned red into big white rabbits, and the tears crowded in the eyes blurred his vision. He was so miserable that he couldn't let it fall, and his mind was filled with only two sentences around the top of his head. Example 3d:

He Jiang Wang was wise for half his life, is he going to be crippled and buried on this chair today?

it hurts!

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! ! !

Jiang Lu was in so much pain that he was about to lose his mind.

All he could think about in his head was whether the doctor would make a promise, and he just fell and died here.

It seems to be too serious.

Was it the doctor who really said that he could die of pain? !

It really hurts!

Why can't it hurt for so long? Did he break his leg?

what to do?Will he be in shock? In the original world, will he be stiff when he wakes up tomorrow morning?

With the cold sweat on his forehead, Hu Hai didn't know what was going on in his mind, his attention was scattered all over the place, and he didn't even notice the small movements of the other person in the dormitory except him.

—until the pair bowed down in front of him.

The moment he was hugged back and easily hugged through the bend of his legs, Jiang Lu almost forgot that he was still in pain, and looked up blankly.

The light was dim, and the incandescent lights shining in from the stadium were stopped by the door beams no more than three inches from their feet.

In short, it is slightly better than Moonlight.

It was enough to recognize that the young man's eyes were flushed at this moment, and his eyes full of shock were washed clear by the tears contained in them.

A kitten that has been skinned for a lifetime, but overturned in the gutter.

Ping jumped off badly, now he can only plead for help by hanging from the corner of his clothes, even willing to be pushed on his back to rub his soft belly.

Shen Xiuran paused.

"Cry?"

Jiang Lu was still immersed in the flattery that the withdrawn and autistic little boy would take the initiative to help him, and when he heard this, he regained consciousness from his daze.

Kaikou wanted to be cool and strong and throw out a sentence "I made you cry" to support the last face of the little overlord of the No. [-] Middle School. Unfortunately, after meeting Shen Xiuran's eyes that were three points colder than the moonlight, he swallowed the sophistry words back to his lips.

Cheeks puffed out, and he simply broke the jar and said, "I've already said that I'm very fragile now, so I won't make people cry if it hurts."

Anyway, in front of this person, his face has been wiped out long ago.

Shen Xiuran went to his bed: "Turn on the light if you can't see it."

Jiang Wang said stubbornly: "The light is off, how can I turn it on?"

Shen Xiuran: "Is your desk lamp a lamp?"

Jiang Lu: "..."

He actually saw the little table lamp on his grave?

Brother Jiang Ku, who had nothing to say, couldn't speak anymore, and became depressed.

Shen Xiuran put him back on the bed, his actions were neither rude nor gentle.

Fortunately, the most painful period is over.

"Bring your phone if you can't see it."

Shen Xiuran withdrew his hand: "I won't care about you a second time."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, but before he could move forward, he was really grabbed by the corner of his clothes by the troubled kitten.

"Reciprocity, here's something for you."

Jiang Wang finally found a chance, and quickly took out two round things from under the pillow and stuffed them into Shen Xiuran's hands. They were two candies with slightly childish packaging.

"Actually, I also don't think ice cream is very tasty, and I still have a hand full of cream when I haven't finished eating it."

He said in a casual manner: "I'd better treat you to sugar and forget about it, it will save trouble. This is my favorite flavor, peach flavor, it's not too sweet, anyway, I think it's just right."

He sat on the bed, stood upright, and seemed tall to him.

Shen Xiuran lowered his head slightly, backlit, not sure if he was looking at candy or him, or he was not looking at anything.

Jiang Wang pulled up the quilt to cover his legs, pursed the corners of his mouth and thought for a while, then seriously added: "If you like it, I will treat you to it next time."

Some people just heal their scars and forget about the pain.

Completely forgetting who fell on the top and couldn't get up just now, the corners of the mouth turned up again, and the redness of the tail hadn't subsided, and he began to groan: "I keep my word, I won't dove you."

Shen Xiuran didn't answer him a word, and Jiang Wang didn't care.

Anyway, he's used to seeing his cold face, so it's shocking that he suddenly became enthusiastic.

The next day when Uncle Jiang woke up, the first thing he did was move his knees to check if his legs were still working.

Fortunately, there is no problem, except that there is a big piece of bruise on the knee, which is a bit shocking to look at, but it doesn't affect walking.

Oh, I can't touch it yet, and once I touch it, it hurts straight to the spirit cover.

Ask him why he knows?

The answer is, my hands are cheap, I pressed it...

Maybe something went wrong with my brain, huh, huh.

In the classroom, it was less than 10 minutes before Friday's playground assembly.

Chi Wei was holding his mobile phone, frowning, and complaining to his little girlfriend about an annoying invitation from an annoying person. When he saw Jiang Lu coming in, he immediately greeted him with vigor: "Brother Jiang, happy Friday!"

"Fun."

Jiang Juan opened the stool and sat down, taking care not to touch his fragile little knee: "Why are you chatting with someone? Why do you have the expression that you can't fart because you're holding back your stomach."

Chi Wei frowned again: "Brother Jiang, do you think that annoying guy Zhou Luyang took the wrong medicine and invited me to watch his game? Why do we have a good relationship? What does his playing have to do with me?"

"What about you?" Jiang Wang asked.

Chi Wei: "I want to think about it."

"Consider it?"

"Check out whether his opponent is good or not. If he is good, I will. I want to see him being pressed and rubbed against!"

"Yes, very far-sighted."

Jiang Lu was very big brother and gave him affirmation. He turned his head and noticed Cheng Qi lying on the table diagonally across from him.

It's amazing, usually he should be the most excited about this kind of news, but today he turned a deaf ear to it.

"Qi Zai, you've been a little slack lately." Jiang Wang said persuasively, "Do you still want to be named Bai Xiaosheng in the Seventh High School?"

"No, no, no more." Cheng Qi was depressed: "Gossip is so boring."

He didn't know what was going on.

Ever since he heard that Yu Dongyu had an omega partner who was going to give him a gift, he felt uncomfortable being blocked everywhere, and he couldn't say exactly why.

Anyway, it's right to be unhappy.

Chi Wei felt that it was really interesting to say these words from his mouth, heyed briefly, and was about to speak when he heard Yu Dongyu, who had just entered the classroom and put down his schoolbag, say, "Why is our class still in the classroom? I see everyone has gone downstairs."

As soon as he came out, Cheng Xi snorted heavily, leaving him with an extremely arrogant look on the back of his head.

Jiang Juan handed Yu Dongyu a "You can't do it" god, and the latter had no choice but to spread his hands.

It's really hard to coax Ai Xiao O when she is angry.

"Let's go, go downstairs. After a while, Old Sun will get angry if he can't wait for anyone."

Jiang Wang threw the mobile phone into the back of the drawer, walked to the door, just passed by Shen Xiuran who came in with a stack of test papers.

Unintentionally, his eyes glanced at the reddened skin covered under the collar, Jiang Wang blinked, and his footsteps paused slightly.

"Assemble!"

Chi Wei walked forward with Jiang Huang in his arms, and Yu Dongyu, who was walking leisurely, and Cheng Qi, who was grumpy, quickly followed.

Jiang Lu followed them for a while, stopped and turned around: "I feel a little sick to my stomach, please help me and my grandson take a leave of absence."

When Shen Xiuran arrived in the classroom, everyone was leaving, and after tidying up before leaving, the corridors of the classroom were already empty.

Walking through the aisle to the stairs, the light and shadow on the window at the end flickered for a while.

He glanced at it casually, and continued walking down without pausing.

Then just as he stepped down the first step, the movement of light and shadow was even greater.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from the corner of the balcony, grabbed his wrist and pulled him over.

Jiang Lu felt that he was finally backed up.

Usually he was attacked by Shen Xiuran, but now it was finally his turn to surprise Shen Xiuran.

I just searched the opposite face, but I didn't see the slightest surprise. The turned serf lost most of the joy of singing.

Does this person have the expression of a living person?

A little frustrated, he didn't ask any questions, he could only go straight to the point: "Hey, is your susceptibility period coming soon?"

Pointing to his neck: "It's all red, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"So what?"

Shen Xiuran leaned back against the balcony, the wind blowing through the air stirred the ends of her hair.

Shen Jing's gaze, like a pool of stagnant water, looked straight into Jiang Lu's eyes: "What do you want, let me mark you here?"

"I didn't ask you to mark me." Jiang Lulue was speechless: "Squad leader, you need to figure out the order. Now is your susceptible period, not my estrous period."

Shen Xiuran didn't speak, Jiang Wang continued: "Are you planning to gather like this? There are so many people in the flag raising stage, if something happens there, it will be very embarrassing and it will end badly."

He is someone who has experienced embarrassment and has the most right to speak about this situation.

"I hope you can count your pheromones. Once your pheromones come out, few people can hold them. If you don't care about yourself, you should care about the group. It will not end well if the flag raising platform is disrupted."

He tilted his head and threw the question back to him: "What do you think?"

The light made his face look porcelain white, and the brown pupils were soaked in sunlight, as clear and translucent as fine amber.

The tail is obviously white and clean, but for no reason it reminds people of the crimson Hou who was full of tears last night.

The boy is very beautiful. If the tears hadn't flowed out at that time, he should also be very beautiful.

Jiang Wang waited for a while, then sighed helplessly: "It's not good for you to mark it here. I still have to go to class, and I have to hold it in until after school if I want to bite. I will bite you slowly when I go back to the dormitory."

As he said, he tore off the barrier sticker and raised his arm: "Hold you for a while?"

The aroma of sweet tea is carefully released little by little.

Afraid of being discovered by others, he didn't dare to be too dense or cross the boundary, and only circled the two of them in a narrow small world.

After Shen Xiuran said the last sentence, his eyes turned deeper.

The drooping eyes fell on his hand, and the fingers of the bloodless hand hanging beside him curled up.

Didn't move.

But he didn't leave either.

"unnecessary?"

Jiang Wang withdrew his hand and shrugged: "Okay, then I'm leaving?"

Turning around and walking two steps, looking back, he found that his opponent was still standing there looking at him, and he backed away again: "Really don't want it?"

He opened his hand to him again: "This is the last time, if you miss it-"

The strength to wrap around his waist interrupted his words.

The moment he was pressed into his arms, sweet tea and strong wine quickly intertwined, Jiang Lu's chin brushed against Shen Xiuran's shoulder, and he also smelled the sweet scent of wine.

Spirits turned into liqueurs.

The reflection on the window changed from one to an embracing couple.

The hands that were at a loss for what to do froze for a moment, and then slowly placed on the opposite back.

The other Jiang Lu didn't know that just like omega's shallow estrus, alpha also has their shallow susceptibility period.

There will be a small amount of symptoms of the deep susceptibility period, and you will want omega pheromones. The desire is not strong, so you can bear it completely.

Of course, one situation has to be excluded.

It was when his omega kept tempting him in front of him.

All he knew was that his feelings were right, and what he was facing was indeed Alaska, which was only bluffing but not aggressive.

And Chi Wei was right in saying that some people's bad habits are really gradually resurgent, and the old ways are sprouting.

Why do you feel that he is afraid? Isn't this still hugging?

Just a little duplicity.

He still held him in his arms and did not let go, but tried to push him away with a cold and indifferent mouth: "Jiang Lu, this trick is useless."

"Even so, I won't give you your dictation."