Forced to mark after inhibitor expires

December ushered in a sudden drop in temperature. The northern border mixed with the coniferous forest and the smell of cold steel whizzed by. The accumulated water on the ground gradually condensed into a thin ice shell. There was a white mist, and smiling faces of different sizes were drawn by various finger graffiti.

The weather is so cold that even Mendel the dalmatian lives under the heated teaching building every day, like a keeper of a town house.

It is said that before the test of biological genetics, Mendel was fed ham sausage to express his admiration for the father of genetics, Pea Master, and he would be able to get everyone in the test city.

It was only a few days before the stage performance, and Wen Yu was so anxious that he would run over every class to tell He Ziqi not to laugh, tell the fat man not to be lazy and paddle, tell Ji Yanli to scream loudly, and then rub his hands together. Now that I know what to tell, hmm, ah, ah, for a while.

The fat man pushed her back to the seat: "Grandma, please calm down a little bit, even if one of us loses the chain, it is the dog squad leader who has lost the chain, and Lili and I are both leveraged."

Ji Yanli hasn't seen Xi Ye for a while.

Xi Ye seems to have his own radar. When he wants to see his seniors, he can meet him [-] times a day on campus, and when he doesn't want to see him, he can really disappear.

Ji Yanli had no choice but to leave him a message on WeChat.

Sui Han: [Xi Ye, have you seen the promotional poster of the stage play?The time is set at 12:4 pm on Friday, December [-]th, in the Auditorium for Thousands of People. Will you come to see it?Both Yihe and Xiaoren will come. 】

Boss Crab sent a little white dog sticking out its tongue, its triangular ears fluttering.

Suihan: [? 】

Boss Crab: [This is baby saying: OK. 】

On the day of the competition, as soon as school was over, all the crew members hurriedly moved all the things and costumes to the backstage of the auditorium of thousands of people like moving ants.

The students from the student union were among them trying to maintain order, but because many members of the student union themselves were contestants—such as Wen Yu, the Minister of Literature and Art, and Ji Yanli, the vice chairman, and some were even judges—such as the chairman, there was a shortage of manpower. The backstage is chaotic.

Jiang Qifeng also made a special trip to the backstage. He was wearing a neat Armani suit, a dark red tie, and Casino Italian handmade leather shoes. His hair was combed back neatly after being oiled.

He smiled and said, "Although non-participating students are not allowed to enter...but for you, I made an exception and let her in."

He stepped aside, and Ji Yihe jumped out from behind him: "Brother!"

"Why did you come here?" Ji Yanli was surprised, "There are too many people here, don't crowd you, you go and sit under the stage, I'm afraid there will be no seats if you go late."

"I reserved a front row seat for her." Jiang Qifeng nodded slightly, as if saying that this is what he should do.

"Class One, Senior Three! Here! Here!" Fatty is the most eye-catching symbol in the crowd. His huge body pushed open an open space, calling Wen Yu to stand in. Many people passing by whistled at Wen Yu, The fat man shook his punch the size of a sandbag at everyone.

Wen Yu finally got into the open space, then jumped up and waved to other members.

"Then I'll go first." Ji Yanli said to his sister and the chairman.

Before being led away by the chairman, Ji Yanli turned his head and said, "Brother, come on! Mom asked me to videotape you!"

When everyone gathered around, Wen Yu took a deep breath, and babbled like an old woman: "I will check the process with everyone at the end. The fat man moved the props up when the lights were dark, and then lay on the ground. After turning on the lights, the first Falconman Shang Jia appeared on stage, and then Ji Yanli ran onto the stage with his cape on, and then..."

Everyone formed a circle around her and listened attentively, even Shang Jia who didn't even listen to class.

As expected of a dancer, Wen Yu combed through everything without panting, and finally stroked his chest and asked, "Is it all right? Are there any questions? I'm a little nervous."

"Nervous fart." Fatty said, "We are the best!"

"Should we..." Wen Yu hesitated, stretching out the back of his hand in the middle of the circle, "Come on?"

Her eyes lingered between Gemini and Shang Jia, as if she was afraid that someone would not give her face suddenly, and it would be difficult to end.

"Come on!" The fat man immediately stretched out his chubby palm and put it on her hand, "Lili!"

"Come on." Ji Yanli smiled and put his hand on the fat man's.

"Then we are the best." He Ziqi also extended his hand.

"When he said we mainly meant the two of us." He Zilin stretched out his hand.

Everyone looked at Shang Jia, and he twitched the corners of his mouth in disdain, as if he couldn't bear the childishness and middle school of this group of people, he shifted his body weight uneasily under the dense gaze, with his hands in his pockets.

"Okay, come on, I'll wait for you," the fat man said, "Fucking fat man is really a grown-up who doesn't remember the faults of a villain, open-minded and generous."

"Sacred beast," Ji Yanli said softly, "that word doesn't read 'fat', but read 'pan'."

Fatty pretended to be annoyed and said, "Don't think that you are sexy and sweet, so I have to let you go! Today, the word "Fat" is also pronounced when I am here!"

The tense atmosphere suddenly broke, Ji Yanli laughed, everyone laughed like fools, the laughter became louder and louder, and finally all the staff held hands and laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten up, attracting strange scenes from around. The line of sight seemed to be crazy for a class before the game started.

Shang Jia smiled a little silly, stepped forward, put her hand on the tallest one, and pressed it down suddenly: "I am the class monitor and I have the final say... We are indeed the best."

Everyone shouted together: "Come on!!!"

Ji Yanli raised his head, just about to say that we should hurry up and change clothes, but the familiar heart palpitations suddenly came, and the heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment.

It was like slow motion at that moment, the similar smiles on the faces of everyone in the circle froze in the air, the chill climbed up from the spine to the forehead, and the cold sweat soaked Ji Yanli's shirt instantly.

A familiar soreness suddenly hit from the back of the neck, high fever swept the whole body from the lower abdomen, and the crazily rising temperature caused alternating golden and black spots in front of his eyes.

Ji Yanli almost knelt down on his knees, but the fat man beside him quickly helped him up: "Lili?"

His estrus period... was half a month earlier.

It was like fate grinning silently in the dark.

"Let me go first." Ji Yanli panicked and covered the back of his neck, pressing hard, but the delicate fragrance of bamboo leaves still quietly seeped into the bone marrow, poured into the blood, wrapped his body, and passed through his fingers. Scattered out.

Ji Yanli struggled to push through the crowd with his bag on his back, and stumbled into the toilet... Just in case, he always carried inhibitors and needles with him.

He almost crashed into one of the compartments. With shaking hands, he struggled to lock the door, unzipped the schoolbag, and grabbed the medicine bottle and syringe from the bottom.

It doesn't matter... With inhibitors, he can definitely survive the stage play, but it's only 15 minutes, how could he not?

He has to do it.

Ji Yanli rolled up his sleeves, threw his schoolbag on the toilet seat, and without hesitation pierced the needle into the crook of his arm, pushing the inhibitor to the end.

The familiar pain overwhelmed him like a tsunami, like a knife piercing straight into his heart, Ji Yanli lost control for a moment, hit the compartment door, and then slowly slid to the ground.

It was the most severe pain so far, so painful that he almost felt that every nerve was screaming and twitching. He unconsciously pinched his eyebrows, and could hardly feel his body and fingers in the hurricane-like pain.

Take a deep breath, Ji Yanli, he thought quietly, his chest heaving violently, leaning his head against the door, breathing heavily, sweat slid across his body like rain.

As long as he survives the first few minutes, his estrus symptoms will be suppressed, and then he can put on a barrier patch and return to the stage like a normal person. He has experienced it many times, and he knows it very well.

Time passed minute by minute.

With the pain of the tide gradually receding, and the still high body temperature, limp limbs and peach-red skin, Ji Yanli's mouth was dry, and the feeling of emptiness gradually emptied his consciousness, but there was another part of his body that was so moist. Unbelievable, it almost soaked the school pants.

Inhibitors failed.

Not today, not now.

Ji Yanli struggled to get up and grabbed the backpack, and took out the second inhibitor from it.In the past, if the inhibitor lost its effect during estrus, he could only take another injection.

But so far he has never had two injections in one go.

won't die.

Ji Yanli thought, if he won't die, then there is nothing to worry about.He couldn't be in heat here anyway, and he had no choice.

"Don't hurt too much." Ji Yanli said softly, lowered his eyes and plunged the needle into his arm again, and pushed it to the end.

……

Half an hour later, Ji Yanli pushed open the bathroom door, his knees were trembling, his forehead was completely wet with sweat, he looked at himself in the mirror, his face was as white as paper, and his lips faded to the point that they almost merged with the surrounding skin One body, the pupil shrinks to only the size of a needle tip, and the pupils look clear and light-colored...

In his field of vision, everything was so dark that he could hardly see clearly.

He could hardly hear too, because of the sharp ringing in his ears.

Fiery flames and piercing ice flowed in his blood vessels, as if repelling chemical substances reacted violently in his blood vessels like a test tube, and he felt as if thousands of bubbles were boiling and shattering in his body.

He couldn't tell where his body was hurting and where it wasn't, and he was hardly sure if he really stood up or if he was still unconscious.

He turned on the faucet, and the cold water that was about to freeze in December poured down his face like money.

The thickest barrier patch was pasted on the back of his neck, and the sleeves were pulled down to block the bleeding pinhole.

"Lili!?" Fatty rushed into the toilet, "God, you're really here! Where have you been? We're all looking for you! It's time to play, right now!"

Seeing his almost collapsed body, the fat man stammered, "You... are you okay?"

"Here we come." Ji Yanli said softly, turned around and smiled weakly, "It's okay."

The snow-white spotlights were focused on the stage, and the huge auditorium was pitch black, only the faint light scattered on the stage illuminated the crowd of audiences who were holding their breaths, and countless pairs of eyes were staring straight ahead.

Seats are far from enough, countless students can only stand close to each other in the back row and in the aisle, forming a thick human wall.

"Next, please enjoy the stage play brought by Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School. The designated theme drawn is 'Freedom'."

"Illegal falconers try to subdue and domesticate a captured goshawk by boiling the eagle, but in the face of the threat of death, the wild bird of prey never lowers its noble head. Between freedom and survival, Goshawk chooses freedom.

"Animic and proud, it can be destroyed but not defeated.*"

"Short Play Title: The Untamed"

The distant sky and the green mountains and forests all over the mountains appeared on the PPT projected on the screen, and the clear and high-pitched calls of goshawks circling high in the sky came from the audio.

When Ji Yanli ran onto the stage, he seemed to hear loud whistles, applause and screams mixed together, and flashing lights danced off the stage like stars in the night.

But he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything, and the blood flow violently hit his retina, causing everything to become a blurred and transparent illusion like a dream.

Almost relying on the instinct of countless rehearsals, after he was "captured", his hands were handcuffed behind his back by Shang Jia, and then he squatted on a high wooden stick.

The wooden stick shook more violently than ever before, he could feel his legs shaking, his bony kneecaps collided uncontrollably repeatedly, his heart seemed to be about to jump out of his chest.

The subtle vibrations were infinitely magnified by perception, and he almost had the illusion that he was squatting on a board that was violently bumped on the top of a wave when the tsunami was coming. in sea water.

There were small chattering sounds from the audience.

"Senior's complexion looks very bad..."

"What do you know? That's acting skills."

"Is he really all right?"

Jiang Qifeng coughed, leaned on the back of the chair and turned his head, "Keep quiet."

There was no sound on the field again.

Shang Jia lit the bonfire according to the script, and the fat man slowly raised his hands and feet and began to shake the bright red satin. After teasing the "Goshawk" repeatedly, Shang Jia pulled out his whip angrily and waved it loudly: "Find out who is the one now!" Your master!"

The whip whizzed past Ji Yanli's eyes, and he habitually opened his mouth to "scream", but no sound came out.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and the black shadows are spreading from the field of vision.

Is he still crouching on the stick now?

Where did it go?

Shang Jia didn't get a response, so he had to repeat his lines, his tone tense and panicked.

The leather whip passed Ji Yanli's eyes again.

But this time he couldn't feel anything, he couldn't breathe air, he couldn't make a sound, his hands were tied behind his back, and he bumped into the whip that was waving towards him head-on!

With a crisp sound of "snap", the tail of the whip lashed across the face fiercely, and the glasses shattered in response.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he fell headfirst.

Before he finally passed out, he only heard a "Senior!" piercing the darkness.

Amidst piercing screams, he fell into a warm embrace.

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