After being moved to tears by the sworn enemy's pheromones - Chapter 17

“… ” Gu Yu pulled out a calm smile and said, “I only said a serious thing, but the senior brother didn’t reply to my messages, aren’t you just angry?”

He coughed lightly and looked down at Shen Jin, “Senior brother is too petty.”

Not replying to messages?

Shen Jin remembered several WeChat messages sent by Gu Yu, then realized, and said, “So you thought I didn’t reply because I was upset with you?”

Looking at the easily offended alpha in front of him, Shen Jin resisted the urge to laugh out loud, “Are you too sensitive? Do you have to hand over all your descendants before your omega even starts moving?”

Gu Yu immediately frowned and took a step forward. Shen Jin raised his hand to signal for a ceasefire, explaining, “We’re studying games, not ignoring you, just didn’t see the WeChat messages—although we’re not taking the professional esports route, but we can’t argue with you every day, right? In December, there’s an online competition I have to coach for.”

The corridor sensor lights lit up in a row. Gu Yu suddenly opened his mouth, about to say something, but the heads from the neighboring and opposite dorms stuck out curiously, asking, “Why is there a freshman alpha here?”

Gu Yu blushed and turned to leave. Before leaving, he still didn’t forget to hand two cups of milk tea to Shen Jin, saying coldly, “High-calorie drinks rich in trans fatty acids, take it, you’ll have high blood sugar sooner or later.”

Shen Jin was full of question marks, unable to catch Gu Yu. Qin Zhu, however, was laughing behind him, “Your enemy cares quite a bit whether you’re angry or not, just like the typical stubborn prideful character in novels.”

“… Read fewer novels and play more games.” Shen Jin, as a coach, had the responsibility to seriously urge him, “Practice your Moonlight Goddess, the 80-year-old grandma downstairs from my place can do QR combo faster than you.”

Then Shen Jin handed Qin Zhu a cup of milk tea, confidently analyzing, “I understand him better than anyone else. Instead of saying he cares if I’m angry, it’s more like he’s principled—last night he just slept and already threatened to deduct my money, even in the old society, they didn’t treat brothel attendants like this, his moral sense can’t get through.”

“Too much nonsense.” Qin Zhu didn’t like to hear these things, “If he really cares about you, you’re not happy? Who was the one who said last time to make him fall in love with you and then dump him for revenge?”

“I said it, what about it?” Shen Jin poked the milk tea lid, replying, “Isn’t that too difficult to execute? … No matter who he cares about, it’s impossible for him to care about my dad.”

Qin Zhu bluntly said, “Do you have to wait until he’s completely in before you believe it?”

Feeling aggrieved, Shen Jin lightly punched his chair, “If he really wants to come in, I’ll be damned if I don’t take his last name.”

Qin Zhu glanced at him indifferently, saying, “You’d better hurry up and catch up to him to deliver it. He’s in his sensitive period. If he’s taken away by other omega later, won’t you lose a source of income?”

Shen Jin was skeptical, “Really? It’s not appropriate for me to keep going to his place.”

“Believe it or not. Just drop it off near the apartment, then you can leave without going up again.” Qin Zhu replied, “I’ll start a game, wait for you to come back.”

After hesitating for a few seconds, Shen Jin really put down the food and left. Qin Zhu then looked at the label on the milk tea cup in his hand, unable to laugh: Shen Jin ordered 5 points sugar, less ice, double cheese, no red bean coconut, and this cup I bought randomly is still hot, damn it, gay.

*

The night breeze was gentle as Gu Yu followed the map navigation out of the north gate of the school.

Shen Jin followed Gu Yu sneakily and found out that Qin Zhu was right.

The West Street on a weekend night was bustling. Along the way, he saw several people pulling their companions and saying, “Look at the handsome guy, look at the handsome guy,” and even some people wanted to go up and ask for WeChat—Shen Jin had experienced such treatment too, but those who added him were usually omegas, often making him doubt life.

Gu Yu ignored all these approaches, but he was very alert to Shen Jin’s traces.

At the bottom of the apartment building, Gu Yu turned around and caught him, quickly coming up to ask, “What are you following me for? Is senior brother really turning to robbery now?”

Shen Jin panicked for half a second but still responded calmly, “I left something important at your place because I left in a hurry this morning, I have to go get it.”

“Something important?” Gu Yu narrowed his eyes in confusion, “How important is it?”

“More important than your chastity~” Shen Jin pulled him into the elevator, tentatively asking, “I saw that omega just now was quite cute, why didn’t you add him and develop something?”

“What development? Develop to help me buy something at a discount or gather likes for my Moments?” Gu Yu coldly replied, “Senior brother thinks he’s cute, then go have a romantic relationship with him, it’s absolutely taboo and beautiful, breaking through societal norms, a masterpiece of humanity.”

As the two exited the elevator, Shen Jin secretly thought: Why is he angry again? Is this how an easily offended alpha behaves during his sensitive period?

Inside the apartment, Gu Yu grabbed a towel and clothes and went straight to take a shower, while Shen Jin pretended to search for a bit, greeted him, and then slipped away, saying, “Didn’t find it, maybe I remembered wrong. I’ll search again in my dorm—”

Through the door, Gu Yu replied, “Hmm, you can go back. Just like this morning, no need to notify me.”

“… ” Shen Jin dared not speak out his anger: the item was quite large, why is he so narrow-minded?

Before officially entering society, he already experienced the hardships of working. But when he turned around and saw the clothes he had passed through were still there, Shen Jin felt somewhat relieved: no matter how proud his temper was, didn’t he still have to sleep with the clothes of his enemy?

He wickedly picked up the clothes to check if there were any stains on them when Gu Yu’s phone suddenly rang—a WeChat voice call request, from: “Rabbit Who Knows.”

This… is this a nickname? It’s quite ambiguous.

Shen Jin stood still, and Gu Yu probably heard the sound too, saying, “Since you’re still here, help me answer it.”

Shen Jin came back to his senses and said, “Oh,” “Yi Zhi,” he was familiar with this name—Song Yi Zhi, according to the last information, currently studying at University B in the university town.

He hesitated and pressed the answer button. A crisp voice came through the phone, “Brother Gu Yu, are you going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival? How about we spend a day at the newly opened Rongchuang Paradise? Don’t refuse again, or I’ll commit suicide~”

Song Yi Zhi’s tone was gentle yet with a hint of teasing, quite matching the clear and elegant temperament Shen Jin remembered.

Knowing that impersonating Gu Yu’s voice had risks, Shen Jin deliberately lowered his voice, quickly and vaguely replied, “Hmm,” then pretended that the signal was weak and hung up the call for now.

Gu Yu’s voice was lower than his, so he believed the loophole wasn’t significant.

The sound of water in the bathroom fluctuated, sometimes loud and sometimes low. Shen Jin should have left as soon as possible, but looking at the misty light, his body involuntarily froze in place, involuntarily recalling the scene of his first acquaintance with Gu Yu, and also recalling the memorable Song Yi Zhi.

The first time he met Gu Yu was during the first comprehensive math exam in junior high school.

Shen Jin had a slight preference for certain subjects since he was young, and math was his strong suit. So in this preliminary exam, he naturally found the questions not too difficult, and finished checking his answers about 20 minutes early.

Junior high school exams lasted much longer than elementary school ones, and the young Shen Jin was a bit uncomfortable. Bored, he could only prop up his head with his left hand, and his eyes unconsciously drifted to the right. But such a simple movement left a deep impression on Shen Jin until today.

Gu Yu, who was one year younger than him, happened to be sitting to his right during that exam.

As if misunderstanding something, Gu Yu silently closed the paper he was reading, then leaned down and started to sleep.

Shen Jin didn’t pay much attention to this action and continued to check his own answers. However, after a while, the exam proctor walked over and knocked on his desk, “You, put down your pen, stand up, and go to the office.”

Shen Jin raised his head blankly, before he could speak, the exam proctor grabbed him, almost causing him to fall. The quiet exam room suddenly filled with whispers, leaving Shen Jin a bit overwhelmed: “Teacher Zhang? I—”

“What do you mean by ‘I I’? You dare to copy your neighbor’s paper and still have the nerve to argue?” Zhang Yong was the head teacher and also his English teacher, who always seemed to have a special “bias” towards him. “If you have anything to say, go to the office.”

Copy? Shen Jin stood still, his feet seemingly welded to the ground, not knowing whose paper he had copied.

By the time he came to his senses, the surrounding gazes were filled with either schadenfreude or sympathy.

His face instantly flushed, instinctively understanding: his English had been hopeless since he started school, and Zhang Yong’s dislike for him wasn’t something new.

The exam room was particularly sacred for young students. Shen Jin suppressed his panic, lowered his head to hide the eyes that were about to turn red easily, and simply said, “I didn’t copy, I’m not going out.”

The murmurs around him rose and fell again, and he almost made up his mind not to leave. However, Zhang Yong was aggressive enough to drag him away, causing the tables and chairs to squeak.

The scene was extremely embarrassing. As Shen Jin was dragged away, he looked towards Gu Yu’s direction, hoping he could say something for him—after all, it seemed that Zhang Yong thought he copied Gu Yu’s answers.

But at that moment, Gu Yu was as aloof as the rumors said, keeping to himself and not interacting with anyone, colder than anyone else.

Throughout the exam room, he remained motionless, as if nothing had happened around him.

The setting sun made Shen Jin’s mouth dry, and he felt isolated and helpless. He couldn’t continue to disturb the anxious classmates calculating next to him. In just a few seconds, he was pushed and dragged out of the exam room by Zhang Yong.

It seemed to be the first time in his 14 years that he had suffered such embarrassment, but he still clenched his trembling hands and thought: Don’t be afraid, what’s there to be afraid of? There are surveillance cameras in the classroom, and there are other teachers in the office. They can’t really frame me.

But when he entered the office, they only made him stand against the wall and wait for the outcome of the investigation.

The rosy light was brilliant, and he gritted his teeth and pretended to be indifferent, leaning against the wall and waiting with his head down.

But he didn’t expect his mother, Du Jiao, to rush to the school later.

Shen Jin looked up and saw her figure, his mind buzzing, and soon there was nothing but blankness.

Sure enough, she didn’t wait for Shen Jin to speak, or even for the teachers present to explain the situation. She raised her hand and gave Shen Jin two slaps, as if declaring who should be in charge of this matter.

[“You’re just a teacher, what right do you have to interfere with me hitting my own son? Is this child perhaps yours and my husband’s?”]

—Du Jiao had said such insulting words to Shen Jin’s gentle elementary school homeroom teacher before.

Now in junior high school, she had made some progress. At least this time, she didn’t insult the teacher again.