Delay first love

Zhong Ye rushed up regardless.

The driver just stopped by the side of the road and just took out his mobile phone to take an order, when a boy, panting, rushed to the door of the car and asked nervously, "Isn't the owner of this car Zhong Jiaming?"

The man was startled, and hurriedly started the car. Zhong Ye firmly grabbed the window of the car and said, "I am his son, I am Zhong Jiaming's son, I want to know where he went."

The man hesitated to speak, Zhong Ye pleaded: "Tell me, please."

"He...he is in the place on Fucheng Street, do you know that place? I used to play dice, but I stopped playing after I lost all my money. I happened to bump into your dad and saw his car parked. You don't need it downstairs, just borrow it from him to do a ride-hailing business."

Zhong Ye's face turned pale, "When did he start gambling?"

"I remember it started in April last year, and I didn't come for a few months. I don't know when it started again, but I went to the venue to see him during the Chinese New Year. It should have started before the Chinese New Year. "

Lu Jincheng supported Zhong Ye who was barely standing still, but Zhong Ye pushed him away, and Zhong Ye continued to ask the man: "Can you tell me the detailed address of that venue?"

"There is a Xiduolai supermarket on Fucheng Street. There is an alley next to the supermarket. Go inside and go up the second doorway. There are two floors on the fifth and sixth floors."

"Got it, thank you."

Zhong Ye turned around and ran towards Fucheng Street. As soon as he took a step, he was caught by Lu Jincheng. Lu Jin looked at him resolutely: "Don't be impulsive, I'll take care of it, okay?"

Zhong Ye shook his head wanting to cry without tears. He subconsciously broke away from Lu Jincheng's hand, but he couldn't bear it after a while, and leaned against his arms dejectedly, feeling depressed: "How do you solve it? Pay him money? Or find someone to beat him up?" His meal?"

Lu Jincheng didn't speak.

"I'll solve it myself." Zhong Ye raised his head, touched Lu Jincheng's face, and said with a forced smile, "You must never pay back the money for my dad, don't pay any money, just treat it as me. Please, baby."

"I don't worry about you going there alone."

"I won't be impulsive. I'm just going to see what my dad is doing. You go home first. I'll go to Changming's apartment to accompany you at night. You wait for me at home."

Lu Jincheng was more stubborn than Zhong Ye, so he had no choice but to agree first.

Zhong Ye watched Lu Jincheng's back disappear at the end of the road, and then he adjusted his mood and ran towards Fucheng Street. His broken knee was aching, and he couldn't control it anymore. He kept running like crazy. I ran to the fifth floor that the man said, and heard laughter coming from inside before I got close.

Zhong Ye calmed down and raised his hand to knock on the door.

The sound inside suddenly stopped, and a few minutes later, someone opened the door with an impatient face: "Who are you?"

"I'm looking for Zhong Jiaming, I'm his son."

The visitor froze for a moment, frowned and called back, "Old Zhong, your son is here to look for you!"

Zhong Ye didn't wait for Zhong Jiaming to come out, and walked in directly. Inside was a remodeled three-bedroom apartment. Everyone was smoking cigarettes, surrounded by white mist. The two of them were lying unsteadily on the dilapidated sofa, and there was a row of beer bottles by the wall. With the bucket of instant noodles, Zhong Jiaming came out of one of the rooms in a hurry. His face was yellow and his eyes were sunken, like a critically ill patient who was dying, but his spirit was extremely excited, and he had obviously not returned from the gaming table. God, Zhong Ye noticed that his fingertips were shaking unconsciously.

"Xiaoye, why are you here?"

"What did you promise me?" Zhong Ye looked at him hopelessly.

"Dad knows, Dad didn't lose money, he even won." Zhong Jiaming took out the money from his trouser pocket, and eagerly proved it to Zhong Ye: "Look, you have earned more than 3000, and you haven't lost any money."

Zhong Ye snatched the money and threw it on Zhong Jiaming's face, "Are you still human? Have you considered me? You are in debt of 40 yuan, do you know that?"

"Xiaoye, don't be angry. Dad knows what's wrong with you. Dad also wants to pay back the money as soon as possible."

Zhong Ye looked at him in disbelief.

A middle-aged man walked by and said to Zhong Ye: "Your father said that the second son of the Shengnan Group is your boyfriend and treats you very well. What are you afraid of when you have him? Doesn't your father owe you money?" ? Even if it is owed, the second son will take care of it, and it is all small money."

Zhong Ye just thought it was absurd. He squatted down, picked up the money that he just threw away one by one, and held it in his hand. He grabbed Zhong Jiaming's sleeve, "Come back with me now."

The middle-aged man stopped him: "This is not acceptable, the scene is not over yet."

Zhong Jiaming said to Zhong Ye with a straight face: "Xiaoye, you take the 3000 yuan for yourself. Dad put some money on the table. You can't leave. If you leave, you won't be able to get back the money. You don't want Dad to lose again." Let's go to heaven."

"Zhong Jiaming! Are you crazy?"

"You believe in Dad. Dad will go home after this game. Go home immediately and never come again. You believe in Dad for the last time."

Zhong Ye refused, he grabbed Zhong Jiaming's arm and insisted on dragging him out, but Zhong Jiaming felt that it was embarrassing to be bossed around by his son in front of so many people, so he had to push Zhong Ye out with a smile on his face, and said a few words Good words, and then shut the door.

Zhong Ye was stunned for a few seconds, then frantically knocked on the door.

The middle-aged man came out and warned, "Keep your voice down."

"I'll call the police, you guys gather to gamble."

Zhong Ye would rather Zhong Jiaming be detained by the public security again than let him indulge in it.

The middle-aged man didn't care, smiled and said, "You can call the police, if you don't worry about the safety of you and your mother in the future."

He closed the door, and closed Zhong Ye's last hope. Zhong Ye was trembling because of hatred and fear.

Who else could he turn to now?Yao Yan had already given Zhong Jiaming 6 yuan out of benevolence and righteousness. She was still immersed in the joy of her son's entrance into college, and Zhong Ye didn't want to disturb her.

Lu Jincheng?just can not.

Zhong Ye walked downstairs in a daze, and two middle-aged men came up to him, both with short-shaven heads, and they looked absolutely unkind. When they saw Zhong Ye, they were stunned, and the one walking in front suddenly said, "You are... Zhong Jiaming's son?"

Zhong Ye nodded, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, it looks like it."

After Zhong Ye left, Cun Tou who was walking behind asked suspiciously, "Brother Lu, do you know that child?"

Lu Bin didn't say anything, turned around and called Yan Xu.

Lu Jincheng was still unable to contact Zhong Ye.

Two days ago, Zhong Ye sent him a message: "Lu Jincheng, I'm sorry, give me a little time to be quiet, and when I recover, I will find you."

Lu Jincheng fell into unspeakable irritability. When Lu Yue came to see him, he had already brushed off all the things on the desk. Lu Yue picked up the pen holder and keyboard on the ground and placed them carefully on the table, "Jincheng, what's the matter?" ?”

Since having Zhong Ye, Lu Yue has not been alone with Lu Jincheng for a long time. She looked at Lu Jincheng's face, and felt the stagnant and dangerous alpha pheromone in the air, "Is it because of Zhong Ye? Where is he going?" gone?"

Lu Jincheng shook his head.

"Once he's not here, you won't be able to control your emotions, can you?" Lu Yue smiled, and asked again: "Then how did you get through the year you were in college?"

"I will come back every two weeks, and the laboratory environment is very closed, which can stabilize my emotions."

Lu Yue was a little sad, and jokingly said, "You don't even visit your mother when you come back?"

Lu Jincheng looked up at Lu Yue, feeling a little guilty, then lowered his head and said honestly, "Sorry."

"Forget it, I won't let you stay." Lu Yue smiled and sighed, then asked curiously again: "Are you bored in the library and laboratory every day at school? Have you met any new friends?"

"No."

As expected, Lu Yue raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Lu Yue is 43 years old this year. When she was young, she loved passionately. Regardless of her parents’ opposition, she married Lu Jincheng’s father. Fortunately, she did not fall in love with the wrong person. A rising star in the field.

But the good times didn't last long, and the difference in concept and living habits between the two gradually came to light. Lu Jincheng's father chose to compromise because of his background. Taking care of the children, the two gradually drifted apart. Later, when Lu Yue realized his negligence towards the family and was about to make up for it, a car accident brought the story to an abrupt end.

At this moment, the mother and son were staying together, thinking of that person at the same time, Lu Yue looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and murmured: "Anyway, he is a good father and husband."

Lu Jincheng remained silent.

"You can't do this. If Xiao Ye is not around, you will lose your soul. You can't carry Xiao Ye with you every day. What will you do in the future? Sincerely, Xiao Ye shouldn't be the only one in your world."

"Why not? I'm the only one in my dad's world."

Lu Yue was dumbfounded, "That's why he forced you like this."

"I'm not sick, how many times do I have to say it?"

"Doctor Liang asked you to go for a follow-up visit."

Dr. Liang is Lu Jincheng's psychiatrist, and Lu Jincheng used to go for a follow-up visit every six months.

"No, I'm not sick." Lu Jincheng was very impatient, and turned his whole body to Lu Yue, as if as long as Lu Yue said one more word, he would drive away the guests.

Lu Yue sighed, "Okay."

The room was quiet for a while, and Lu Yue suddenly said, "There is something wrong with your Uncle Yan's marriage."

Lu Yue's tone was flat.

She continued: "I don't know why, but he suddenly had a big opinion on me, saying that I don't care about my family and so on. We often quarrel." Lu Yue looked at Lu Jincheng, smiled, and said indifferently: "Tell you this There is no other meaning in this matter, I just want you to have a mental preparation, of course you should have no interest in anything."

"You are fine." Lu Jincheng said suddenly.

"Huh?" Lu Yue didn't hear clearly.

"It's his problem, you're fine."

Lu Yue was stunned, and after a long time, she suddenly had a sore nose and tears in the corners of her eyes. She gently wiped it away with her fingertips, and said with a smile, "Thank you, my precious son is also fine."

After Lu Yue left, Lu Jincheng picked up his mobile phone to call Zhong Ye again, and this time he got through. Zhong Ye's voice sounded a little tired, and the surrounding environment was very noisy, "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Lu Jincheng stood up suddenly.

Zhong Ye finally went back to the rest room to drink water. When he heard the ringing, he didn't pay attention to who the caller was. He picked it up and answered it until he heard Lu Jincheng's voice. His world seemed to be paused. In pain, he couldn't say a word, so he could only hang up in a hurry.

"Xiao Zhong, clean up table 24."

Zhong Ye put his phone away and returned to the restaurant: "Here we come!"

He is currently working as a summer job in a hot pot restaurant, with an hourly salary of 12 yuan, and can earn nearly 40 yuan a month. Although it is still a drop in the bucket compared to [-] yuan, it will make him feel better. He owes Lu Jincheng too much, except The money, and the care and companionship this year, Lu Jincheng is meticulous, Zhong Ye deserves it.

The better Lu Jincheng treats him, the more he believes that Lu Jincheng's feelings for him are only due to pheromone compatibility.

He does not believe that there is unrequited love in this world.

He pushed the trolley full of dishes back to the kitchen, then washed his hands and went back to the lounge, took off his uniform and put it in the cabinet. Several part-time students invited him to sing together, Zhong Ye politely declined .

Walking to the door, one of the boys asked Zhong Ye curiously: "Zhong Ye, have you fallen in love?"

Zhong Ye was unwilling to open his heart to strangers, so he replied with a smile: "No."

He waved with a few people who were going to sing, and when he turned around, he saw Lu Jincheng.

Lu Jincheng was wearing a peaked cap and black sportswear, standing on the steps with a blank face. He was too tall, and the shop next to the hot pot restaurant was just closed. The dark clothes and the dark place made him even more gloomy.

Zhong Ye grabbed his backpack strap, and wanted to walk over to apologize to Lu Jincheng: "Lu Jincheng, I didn't mean to avoid you."

"Aren't we in love?"

It was only then that Zhong Ye realized that Lu Jincheng had heard the conversation between him and his colleagues just now, and he was about to explain: "I'm not familiar with them, so it's hard to answer."

"Aren't we in a relationship?" Lu Jincheng repeated word for word, his gaze resting on Zhong Ye's face.

"We—" Zhong Ye also began to hesitate.

Zhong Ye could almost feel Lu Jincheng's anger, his clenched fists and the looming veins on his neck, he walked over and hugged Lu Jincheng, wanting to whisper soft words into Lu Jincheng's ear, "I've been so messed up recently, I don't know what to do How to face you, I don't want you to meddle in my family's mess, Lu Jincheng, you are very important to me, and because of that, I have so many worries."

As Zhong Ye was talking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Lu Jincheng's burst of pheromones had not weakened.

He was not appeased.

Lu Jincheng didn't hug Zhong Ye obediently as usual, he took a step back, frowned and said, "You smell like hot pot."

"sorry Sorry."

After staying in a hot pot restaurant for a day, he naturally smelled like hot pot, and as he was approaching the estrus period, and in public places, Zhong Ye specially pasted two inhibitors on the back of his neck, so that the pheromones would not leak out at all.

The little lion couldn't smell the familiar fragrance, so he became even more irritable. He looked at Zhong Ye with a little more indifference than usual.

Zhong Ye looked at Lu Jincheng with an unhappy face, and his heart sank suddenly. It turns out that what can comfort Lu Jincheng is really just pheromones, just like it doesn't matter which breeder you are as long as the food you feed is delicious enough.

He hasn't really discussed the pheromone fit with Lu Jincheng, nor asked Lu Jincheng's thoughts on it. He had some concerns at first, but now he has no courage.

"You work here?" Lu Jincheng asked.

Zhong Ye lowered his head and replied, "Yes."

"Your dad started gambling again?"

Zhong Ye looked at the ground without saying a word.

"Do you care so much about the 40 yuan? Does it mean that we can't fall in love if we don't pay off the 40 yuan?"

Zhong Ye's heart fell to the ground with a thud, tears almost welled up, he felt that he was hypocritical and deserved to be beaten, what the hell was he awkward about?Didn't Lu Jincheng pay enough?

Thinking of how Zhong Ye just denied himself and laughed with other boys, Lu Jincheng became more and more irritable, as well as the smell of Zhong Ye, besides the hot pot smell, there was also other people's inferior and disgusting pheromone smell.

Apart from the scent of gardenia, Zhong Ye should not have other smells.

He held Zhong Ye's hand and pulled him to Changming's apartment. Zhong Ye went straight to the bathroom. After taking a shower, he took only a short sleeve from Lu Jincheng. Lu Jincheng was lying on the bed. Zhong Ye walked over and sat astride On Lu Jincheng's lap, then leaned over and kissed Lu Jincheng's face, coaxing: "Don't be angry, okay? You can do whatever you want."

He didn't post the restraining stickers, the pheromones flowed unscrupulously, Lu Jincheng's attitude was obviously relaxed, his hand gradually came down from Zhong Ye's waist, and then began to respond to Zhong Ye's kiss.

Zhong Ye was distracted while kissing.

He began to regret the wish he made at the hospital that day, and now he would rather be a beta without pheromones.

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