After being moved to tears by the sworn enemy's pheromones - Chapter 11

But Gu Yu’s eyes looked at Shen Jin, understanding somewhat in his heart.

Shen Yuecheng, Shen Jin’s father’s name.

Few boys would directly call their father’s name unless the relationship between father and son was either exceptionally good or exceptionally bad.

Obviously, the relationship between the father and son of the Shen family was the latter.

In Gu Yu’s impression, Shen Jin’s family background was not considered poor, but they had four children to support, and as the eldest son, Shen Jin seemed to be less favored by his parents.

For example, two or three years ago on New Year’s Eve, Gu Yu once encountered Shen Jin alone on the way home.

At that time, Gu Yu, with the idea of “it’s New Year’s Eve after all,” reluctantly greeted him and asked, “Senior, where are you going?”

The new year was damp and cold, the cold wind cutting through the face. Shen Jin looked up and saw him, hesitating for a long time before smiling and saying, “You still care about me? Indeed, a filial son is raised under the rod.”

Seeing that he didn’t leave, Shen Jin waved his hand and said, “There are relatives at home, and there’s no space on the couch. They asked me to stay at the five-star hotel over here for the night.”

But there was no five-star hotel at the corner of the street at night, only a small inn. Shen Jin squatted in the cold wind, smoking, which furrowed Gu Yu’s brows. “…Are you planning to stay in this place?”

“It’ll do.” Shen Jin stood up with a hint of malice, slinging his arm around his shoulder, smirked, and said, “This kind of place, the door crack is wide enough for those big/small cards to slip through, understand?”

Gu Yu froze on the spot, and Shen Jin quickly released the embrace that was about to form, saying, “Forget it, let’s go back quickly.”

At a certain moment, Gu Yu had the illusion that Shen Jin didn’t want to let him go, but the other party extinguished the cigarette and turned to walk into the old inn, leaving Gu Yu’s questions unanswered until now.

When did Senior learn to smoke?

Are Senior’s family members treating you badly?

Why does Senior have a faint special fragrance on him?

To this day, it seems like there’s no need to know the answers to these questions.

At this moment, Shen Jin’s eyes were still as red as a little rabbit’s, but he was earnestly explaining the game installation. Gu Yu looked at him, feeling like a thorn had pierced his heart, not deep, but still incredibly anxious.

Indeed, he still hated it when Shen Jin cried in front of him.

So he couldn’t help but pull the chair closer, grabbing Shen Jin’s hand and asking, “Senior, why are you acting like nothing happened just now? You only cry to me but never ask me for compensation. I’ve never seen Senior being so reasonable before.”

Shen Jin was stunned by his words, then forced a smile and replied, “Nothing really happened, did it? You make it sound like I was f**ked to tears by you~”

Shen Jin wanted to push the person in front of him away, but the other person pulled the chair even closer, furrowing his brows and saying in one breath, “It was just a card that was already there. It was unreasonable of me, I didn’t expect it to interfere with the mouse operation, and it was me who lacked manners and made Senior upset. I apologize to Senior, Senior, please don’t be sad, okay?”

This left Shen Jin bewildered, as if he didn’t understand what Gu Yu was talking about.

He wiped his face, theoretically not feeling wronged or sad, everything was just a physiological reaction due to developed tear glands, but Gu Yu looked serious: “As the saying goes, don’t hit someone’s face, I shouldn’t have attacked Senior like that— even if we have to settle scores, we should use fists between us, not words.”

“…” Shen Jin was stunned, wanting to glare at him, but inexplicably lacked the courage to meet his gaze head-on, so he could only retort, “Slightly better than glass, at least it’s at the level of plastic.”

Then Shen Jin fumbled for his cigarettes, emphasizing, “Besides, fighting is fine, but I’m still not well…”

He knew he wasn’t a match for Gu Yu at this stage, so such arguments were just a temporary measure to stall for time, and everything would have to wait until he practiced more— if necessary, he even planned to take Tai Chi in PE class.

“Okay, I understand.” Gu Yu also noticed that Shen Jin seemed slightly thinner than before, “A gentleman’s revenge is never too late, I’ll wait until you’re better before I beat you up, I’m not in a hurry.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Jin naturally disagreed and threatened Gu Yu with the ICU.

He seemed distracted, and his mood had also softened considerably. Gu Yu breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly asked, “So… Senior doesn’t want to know why I was so harsh just now?”

His tone was slightly exaggerated, indicating that he was determined not to let Shen Jin evade even a bit.

Shen Jin glanced elsewhere, trying to change the subject, but Gu Yu kept him trapped in the chair with both arms, causing his attempts to evade to fail. He finally lifted his eyes, revealing a hint of unsuspected grievance, and curiously asked, “Then, why…?”

Seeing that Shen Jin finally didn’t intend to deceive him, Gu Yu gritted his teeth and admitted, “It’s obviously because— I’m already an adult, but I still carry around things I collected when I was a child, so I’m afraid Senior will laugh at me when he sees them.”

Shen Jin couldn’t help but pause for a moment and said, “When did I ever laugh at you?”

“…” Gu Yu leaned closer, pressing, “Then who’s the one who calls me ‘strawberry’ every day?”

At the mention of ‘strawberry,’ his ears turned red in an instant, as if even his cheeks were puffing up. Shen Jin blinked, unable to help but laugh, “Oh… I see you didn’t mean it, but it’s quite childish to still carry game cards with you at 19.”

Knowing this already, Gu Yu angrily shook the chair, causing Shen Jin to grab his arm to prevent himself from falling. If he hadn’t said he felt dizzy and nauseous from the shaking, this altercation might have escalated into a physical fight.

The Saturday sunshine was exceptionally bright, and in the afternoon, Shen Jin’s mood had recovered. He kept calling Gu Yu ‘strawberry’ teasingly, but Gu Yu acted as if he hadn’t grasped his weakness of crying. Not only did he not laugh at him, he calmly let Shen Jin guide him in the game, downloaded mobile games and invited two more friends to play together. It wasn’t until after dinner that Gu Yu finally spoke up to send his guest off: “Senior, if you stay any longer, I’m afraid we won’t be able to clear things up.”

For example, just an hour ago, Qin Zhu had just criticized Shen Jin on voice chat: “Prodigal son, don’t come back. You didn’t give me the blue buff because of the useless Gu Yu. You really enjoyed yourself last night, didn’t you?”

The sun had already set, but Shen Jin still planned to tease Gu Yu: “It’s all rumors, there’s not even a legitimate heir. What’s there to clear up? If I don’t leave, what can you do~”

What happened this morning was just a small accident. He planned to continue like this, and sooner or later, he would drive Gu Yu to an early grave from anger. It could be described as a bloodless and effortless victory.

Looking at him, Gu Yu couldn’t help but laugh at him, saying, “Heh… I can’t do anything. I only know that I am untainted by mud, unafraid of any rumors.”

“Who’s talking about mud?” The two argued for a while before finally settling down to continue playing games. Fortunately, Gu Yu had made rapid progress and could now play ranked matches. Shen Jin stretched lazily and relaxed: “You did well tonight, but my father-son relationship of filial piety and respect with Qin Zhu in the jungle is over. Starting tomorrow, I won’t give you the blue buff anymore.”

“I didn’t need it anyway,” Gu Yu said lightly, “If Senior insists on staying, I’ll at least change into my clean pajamas before getting into bed—there’s a set of pink ones that the seller sent me by mistake in the wrong size, too lazy to return them, I think they’ll suit Senior just fine.”

“Trying to embarrass me?” Shen Jin chuckled, “Real ** should wear pink, not like you, always in black, white, gray, or blue. Someone might think you’re almost 40.”

To shut Shen Jin up, Gu Yu directly threw the pajamas at his face, and miraculously, the two didn’t start another fight.

This was Shen Jin’s third successful attempt to mooch off the air conditioning, but the only difference this time was that when the lights went out, he suddenly felt something being stuffed into his hand, and Gu Yu’s tone was unusually not so indifferent: “Today, for no reason, I scolded Senior and even took the blue buff, so I’m giving this High Priest card to Senior. I don’t like owing favors to others.”

Shen Jin opened his mouth, intending to say that he didn’t want a piece of scrap paper from ten years ago, but the words changed as they reached his lips: “I… didn’t think you were harsh.”

He added in a barely audible voice, “It’s not like I have a fragile ego,” and continued, “And this card is a bit expensive, so I can’t accept it.”

“Take it, it’s worthless.” Gu Yu turned over, facing away from him, and almost infuriated him with one sentence, “I have ten of them. I kept drawing them consecutively from two packs of cards back then. Senior can check for yourself if you don’t believe me. There are still eight left in the box.”

“?” Shen Jin was full of question marks, unwilling to believe that such a factory assembly error could happen to Gu Yu. However, Gu Yu just casually said, “I once found a whole chocolate core in an ice cream, cut open a 10-kilo watermelon to find 9 kilos and 8 taels of flesh, and even got double seasoning packets in instant noodles—well, Senior doesn’t need to envy me.”

Shen Jin felt a heavy breath lodged in his chest, wishing he could wait until Gu Yu fell asleep to punch him. However, as the night grew darker, it was him who felt dizzy first, so he quickly put away the card given by Gu Yu and closed his eyes.

Moonlight fell, and Gu Yu turned over, looking at Shen Jin’s sleeping face.

Shen Jin tucked the card into the pocket of his shirt, even though he was asleep, he still held it protectively in his hand, looking like a naughty child who had finally gotten his candy after crying, but also like a little rabbit sleeping with its front paws tucked in.

Gu Yu couldn’t help but chuckle softly, the regret that had been building up all day gradually dissipating. He touched his chest and complained softly, “I don’t know why I’ve been feeling short of breath all day. I think I’ll have to get heart surgery sooner or later.”

Then he rested his head on his arm and continued, “I guess it’s because I got tired of Senior crying. I can’t make you cry again in the future.”

The only ones he was talking to were the branches swaying in the moonlight. He scrutinized Shen Jin, feeling that something was off, and intermittently added, “But just in case… I mean just in case something unexpected happens because of pheromones, heat making you cry wouldn’t count.”

One could imagine that Shen Jin was probably the type of omega who would burst into tears at the slightest touch, unable to speak through the sobbing. But after saying that, as an engineering student, Gu Yu still felt that he wasn’t rigorous enough: “No, that’s not right. It’s not just heat, but also in the living room, bathroom, bay window, dining table, in front of the mirror… there’s a certain possibility everywhere.”

After pondering for a while, Gu Yu didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with his rigor. It wasn’t until the image of Shen Jin begging for mercy flashed through his mind that he suddenly came to his senses, feeling a mixture of nervousness and regret. He couldn’t tell if it was nervousness or regret, but his mood suddenly became low, and he couldn’t help but ask himself: How could you even think of using such a coercive method on an omega?

The moonlight was bright, but he forced himself to calm down, quickly creating distance and turning over, frowning and closing his eyes.