Delay first love

Zhong Ye felt cold, the window at the corner of the stairs was open, and the night wind blew in, pouring in from the hem of his pajamas, but the shoulders and neck were hot, and Lu Jincheng's breath sprayed there.

Zhong Ye still felt numb all over.

"Well... Lu Jincheng, I'm so cold, and my legs hurt a little."

Lu Jincheng straightened up immediately, with his hands still behind Zhong Ye's waist, and lent him strength, the corridor lights went out again, Zhong Ye slightly raised his head, and Lu Jincheng just lowered his head, and the two quietly looked at each other in the dark night For a long time, Zhong Ye's pupils were very bright, casting a warm color on Lu Jincheng's deep eyes.

"Why don't you just sleep at my house? Go back tomorrow morning." Zhong Ye summoned up his courage and asked.

After all, it was too heartless for this person to rush over in the middle of the night because of a piece of news from him.

Lu Jincheng didn't say yes or no.

He was always like this, which made Zhong Ye not sure what he was thinking, but Lu Jincheng looked really haggard, and he didn't look like an arrogant noble son anymore.When Zhong Ye thought about the death of Lu Jincheng's father that Yao Yan said, his heart softened all of a sudden.

Although he has a very controlling mother and an irresponsible father, he is still a little luckier than Lu Jincheng who remarried with his mother and was bullied by his stepfather and son.

"You can sleep here with me, come in quickly."

He turned around and grabbed Lu Jincheng's wrist. Lu Jincheng followed him into the door without saying a word, and closed the anti-theft door very lightly. Zhong Ye led Lu Jincheng to the bedroom. He rubbed his sore left thigh , sat on the bed, patted the bed next to him, "Go to sleep, it's late."

"Aunt Yao told you everything?" Lu Jincheng asked.

Zhong Ye scratched his knee in embarrassment, and asked in a low voice, "Then are you in a better mood now?"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Zhong Ye didn't dare to ask any more questions. The more he watched, the more he felt that Lu Jincheng was pitiful. Of course, if he knew that Lu Jincheng punched his so-called stepbrother until his eyes were bruised, he wouldn't think so.

But now in his eyes, Lu Jincheng really looks like a lion who has been bullied to the point of being homeless, curled up and licking his wounds alone, not only pitiful but also fluffy.

Want to take a pen and draw it down immediately.

Lu Jincheng's sudden question interrupted Zhong Ye's wild imagination, "Zhong Ye, are you an omega?"

Zhong Ye was stunned, "I haven't differentiated yet."

"No differentiation? But I smell you."

Zhong Ye's eyes widened. He didn't know about this at all. He inherited Zhong Jiaming's delayed differentiation syndrome. Zhong Jiaming didn't officially differentiate into beta until he was 19 years old. Zhong Ye felt that there was a high probability that he was just like his father, a person with ordinary qualifications. Beta, because he didn't have expectations, he wasn't curious either. He hasn't thought about the smell of pheromones until now.

He sniffed his collar, "What's the smell?"

Lu Jincheng couldn't find the words, and didn't know how to describe it, so he just answered briefly: "Sweet."

Zhong Ye's face burned again.

"Impossible, I haven't differentiated yet, how can there be pheromones? No one has told me about this situation except you. You must have smelled it wrong, not me."

Lu Jincheng leaned over, sniffed, and said firmly, "I heard it right."

Zhong Ye buried his head even lower, the tips of his ears were red.

Lu Jincheng was brought back to his thoughts by the warm room, and only then did he realize his abruptness. Although he had a good impression of Zhong Ye from the first moment he saw him, but before the relationship was formally confirmed, it seemed that he stayed in such a stately manner. It shouldn't be, but Zhong Ye just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, his neckline was pulled away a bit. From Lu Jincheng's perspective, he could see Zhong Ye's fair skin and beautiful collarbone.

The room became warmer, Zhong Ye got into the bed in embarrassment, then pointed to the wardrobe against the wall, "There is still a quilt inside, without a quilt cover, you can use it later."

He silently stuffed all his quilts to his side, and then made a large space for Lu Jincheng, as if drawing a [-]-point line.

It's four o'clock in the morning, if you don't sleep, it's already dawn, Lu Jincheng turned around to get the quilt, put it on the bed and began to take off his coat, Zhong Ye quickly turned his face away, not daring to take a second look, he was about to ask Lu Jincheng if he wanted to change into pajamas , But after thinking about it, I don't seem to have any extra pajamas, and Lu Jincheng is so much taller than him, he can't wear his clothes at all.

While struggling, Lu Jincheng was already lying on the bed.

Zhong Ye held his breath for an instant.

His mind was full of regrets, he shouldn't have let Lu Jincheng come rashly, let alone let Lu Jincheng sleep with him.

Because of Yao Yan's strict control and the low self-esteem brought about by delayed differentiation, he grew up to the point where he has never even touched a boy's hand, let alone fell in love. Now he is lying on the same bed with an alpha. I don't know what rhythm to breathe with.

Lu Jincheng here also thought so, he was pillowed on the caterpillar doll next to Zhong Ye's pillow, and the sweet but not greasy fragrance came continuously, as if it had a calming effect.

Drowsiness then struck, and the scales all over Lu Jincheng's body were smoothed away.

Zhong Ye asked him before: Then what I say will make you angry?

Lu Jincheng thought: No matter what you say in the future, I will not be angry. If you don't mind my often out-of-control emotions, I am willing to leave all my patience and good temper to you.

Zhong Ye was still in the battle between heaven and man, and wanted to move to the side of the bed to make the dividing line clearer. He was almost numb from his beating heartbeat, and his hands and feet were cold.

An alpha is sleeping beside him.

An alpha who has known each other for less than a month. He comes from a prominent background. Although his temper is cloudy, he is young and handsome. He can see the muscle lines through the sweater after taking off his jacket.

According to Yao Yan, Lu Jincheng's alpha level is level nine, which is almost rare, so no one dares to provoke him, because the pheromone oppression of top alphas when they are furious is unbearable for ordinary people.

Zhong Ye actually thought reflexively: If only I differentiated into beta, it would be fine, if I don't feel the pheromone, I don't need to be suppressed.

But he thought about it again, no matter how high Lu Jincheng's rank is, it has nothing to do with him. He has no other thoughts about Lu Jincheng, only pure gratitude and concern. He also believes that Lu Jincheng has no interest in him. The two of them are basically two worlds people.

He was convincing himself to fall asleep quickly, but the next second he felt movement beside him, and before he could hide, Lu Jincheng turned over and hugged him.

Zhong Ye was too frightened to move, Lu Jincheng buried his face in the bare skin of Zhong Ye's shoulder and neck, his arms were still tightly wrapped around Zhong Ye's waist.

Zhong Ye was so frightened that he almost cried. Originally, because of their poor physique, he was powerless to resist what Lu Jincheng wanted to do to him, not to mention that he was still limping and his hands were trapped, so he could only struggle and beg for mercy: "No, no, no, Lu Jincheng, no, we are not in that kind of relationship, you, you...you can't do this, I don't want to..."

Lu Jincheng tightened his arms in deep sleep, Zhong Ye wanted to move his shoulders, but brushed Lu Jincheng's lips unintentionally.

Like a kiss, on the shoulder.

Zhong Ye thought he was doomed, so he was about to call for help and call his father over, but before that, he wanted to give Lu Jincheng another chance, so he sniffled and looked at Lu Jincheng pitifully.

Lu Jincheng closed his eyes, his brows stretched out, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

"..."

Zhong Ye called tentatively: "Lu Jincheng?"

Lu Jincheng frowned slightly, then hugged him even tighter.

"Are you asleep?"

Lu Jincheng didn't answer, his breathing was even and long, sounding like he was in a deep sleep, Zhong Ye listened for a while, and finally confirmed that Lu Jincheng had fallen asleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then stared blankly at the ceiling.

The eyelids lasted for another half an hour, but in the end they couldn't hold on any longer, so Lu Jincheng changed his posture and changed to him holding Zhong Ye in his arms. Zhong Ye could have struggled to escape, but he was too sleepy, so he didn't bother to move .

Until he was awakened by the sound of Zhong Jiaming getting up to go to the bathroom, he quickly got up and went out, closed the door, and said to Zhong Jiaming, "Dad, I'm hungry and want to have breakfast."

Zhong Jiaming washed his hands in a hurry and went to cook noodles for Zhong Ye. After cooking the noodles, Zhong Jiaming suggested taking Zhong Ye's quilt out to dry in the sun while the weather was good. Zhong Ye quickly refused, "No, no, I want to go back and lie down after eating. After a while, the weather will be fine tomorrow, let’s dry it again tomorrow.”

"Okay, then Dad went to work, there were a lot of leftovers yesterday, you can eat it after a little reheating at noon."

Zhong Ye nodded like pounding garlic.

After seeing off Zhong Jiaming, Zhong Ye returned to the room with a sense of relief. Lu Jincheng was still sleeping. Afraid of waking him up, Zhong Ye limped to the desk and picked up the drawing board to draw.

Lu Jincheng slept until 10:30.

After waking up, he wanted to say something to Zhong Ye, but Zhong Ye kept his head buried in the painting, keeping silent, as if avoiding him.

"what did you eat this noon?"

Zhong Ye lied: "My father came back to do it."

"Thank you last night, then... I'm leaving." Lu Jincheng put on his coat.

Zhong Ye let out a "hmm" and the tip of his pen didn't stop.

There was a loud sound from the anti-theft door. After confirming that Lu Jincheng had left, Zhong Ye slowly raised his head and looked at the picture on the drawing board. It was an injured little lion hiding behind a stone and licking his wound.

He clipped this picture in his notebook, the notebook dedicated to Lu Jincheng's lectures.

Another month later, April grass grows, and Zhong Ye also returns to school. Although he still needs to use crutches occasionally, he is recovering quickly on the whole. His classmates are also very happy to see him back, and they have a good relationship. Some of them also took the initiative to lend him their class notes. Zhong Ye, who had returned to campus life, seemed like a lifetime ago. Sometimes he looked at the tablet computer that was not moving, and thought that the hug and sharing the same bed that day were all his dreams.

He misses Lu Jincheng a little bit.

But Lu Jincheng is going to take the college entrance examination in more than two months, and he can't bother him.

Lu Jincheng did not know where to find a summary book of sophomore knowledge points, and asked Yao Yan to bring it to Zhong Ye. Zhong Ye flipped through the book subconsciously, looking for other things, but unfortunately there was none, and Zhong Ye was greatly disappointed.

Until one night, when Lu Jincheng sent an invitation to call, Zhong Ye hid under the quilt before he dared to open it. In the quiet and closed space, Lu Jincheng's voice became mellow.

He said: "Zhong Ye, can I go to your house tomorrow? I want to see you."

Zhong Ye swallowed.

Lu Jincheng asked again: "When will your father go out?"

The author has something to say:

Because I always write articles that start with cubs, now I’m not used to suddenly writing about the pure love of young couples