After being moved to tears by the sworn enemy's pheromones - Chapter 6

However, the development in the fourth chapter of “Don’t Even Think About Escaping, Senior” was completely unexpected for Shen Jin.

At first, Gu Yu spent two hours preparing a beheading meal and even added an appetizer, which made Shen Jin feel energetic.

Later, while Gu Yu was washing dishes, Shen Jin, bored, helped tidy up the balcony and living room.

When Shen Jin felt he had recovered enough and decided to take action again, he suddenly felt dizzy and discovered an unexpected fact in the confrontation of strength: he seemed to be unable to beat Gu Yu.

When Gu Yu grabbed him by the collar and pressed him down on the sofa, Shen Jin found it difficult to react. Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind like barrage comments.

How is this possible?!

Did I remember it wrong? Is Gu Yu really this strong?

Damn, should I beg for mercy? Will it hurt a lot if he beats me?

No, I can’t allow myself to be humiliated. I’d rather die with dignity!

Seeing Gu Yu raising his fist on the other side, Shen Jin closed his eyes, ready to engrave his own epitaph on the tombstone.

Shen Jin, June xx, 2001 – September xx, 2021, aged 20, sacrificed in the struggle against evil forces. Note: Really not pressed *into the stomach by the enemy*.

However, after a few seconds of darkness, Gu Yu’s fist didn’t come down as expected. Instead, Shen Jin heard him asking, “Are you… not fully recovered from last year’s illness?”

This left Shen Jin stunned for a while before he realized that even his enemy doubted that he couldn’t win. 

“Ah?” Shen Jin was confused for a moment, so he decided to play along and self-mockingly said, “Oh… maybe a little.”

He touched his fluctuating chest, smiled wryly, and said, “It’s okay, go ahead, Gu Yu. It doesn’t count as taking advantage of my weakness.”

Turning his face away, with a precise blend of three parts bravado, three parts vulnerability, and four parts resilience in his expression, making any righteous person hesitate to continue.

He knew Gu Yu’s character and principles too well. This was him begging for mercy without being noticed.

Shen Jin knew that a simple academic genius like Gu Yu could never compete with an experienced old hand.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, instead of seizing the opportunity to seek revenge, Gu Yu lightly tapped his forehead with his fist, helplessly saying, “I fed you for nothing.”

Shen Jin adjusted his collar inwardly and prepared for the next battle.

He decided to break the rule and have a smoke to clear his mind, but his body was suddenly lifted – Gu Yu scooped him up, threw him back into the bedroom, and said, “Where does it hurt? What illness lasts from last year to this year?”

Panicking for half a second, Shen Jin resorted to playing the spoiled card and replied, “It’s just pneumonia caused by wind-cold, and my chest hurts for no reason sometimes. Today, I don’t know what happened. There’s also a bit of backache, probably due to the unfinished heat period.”

To be honest, lying under the air conditioner and playing games all day, feeling a bit dizzy and having a sore waist, wasn’t entirely a lie.

“Sore waist?” Gu Yu pulled out his phone, checked, and soon said, “Hmm, online says it’s probably a terminal illness.”

Shen Jin almost did a sit-up to punch him but restrained himself. Seeing Shen Jin unmoving, Gu Yu probably didn’t have a solution, so he said, “Forget it, lie down, let me pound you a couple of times. The sooner you recover, the sooner we can fight.”

Shen Jin was puzzled. He wondered if Gu Yu meant to help him with a back massage for the next battle. However, fearing his own back might break, he quickly refused, “No, did I raise you at home to cook, wash, and massage another guy? If the ancestors of the Gu family knew—”

But Gu Yu didn’t listen to his nonsense. He grabbed Shen Jin’s waist with both hands, flipping him over like flipping a salted fish, pressing down directly.

Shen Jin hugged the pillow tightly, hastily saying, “Don’t… don’t touch my waist—”

He almost exposed his ticklish weakness, but fortunately, Gu Yu’s light laughter unintentionally interrupted him. Gu Yu asked, “Does Senior also have a waist dimple?”

“Nonsense.” Shen Jin, itchy and unwilling to yield, had to use his face to rub against the pillow, saying, “From head to toe, including but not limited to waist dimples, collarbones, and vest line – all are top-tier omega essentials.”

“Oh?” Gu Yu replied, “Too bad it doesn’t include the mouth.”

Shen Jin, not accepting this, tilted his head to show Gu Yu, “What do you mean it doesn’t? I don’t even grow wisdom teeth; I absolutely won’t scratch an alpha. You don’t know what’s valuable.”

He couldn’t allow himself to be questioned, so he earnestly opened his mouth to the maximum. After looking at him for a few seconds, Gu Yu suddenly blushed, pressed him back into the pillow, and said, “I meant there’s too much nonsense from Senior’s mouth.”

Shen Jin realized he had misunderstood, feeling embarrassed, he had to play dead. After a while, Gu Yu spoke first, “Forget it, let’s sleep together tonight.”

Only then did Shen Jin speak up, “Hiss… both of us have been together for two days and nights continuously. Isn’t it inappropriate?”

“What’s inappropriate?” After retracting his hand, Gu Yu asked back, “Is it that I would have improper thoughts about Senior, or Senior would be tempted by an alpha?”

“You—” Shen Jin clenched his fists and said, “Be careful; I might sleep naked later, making you unable to control even your long-standing enemy.”

But Gu Yu just responded with an “Okay.” He looked like a wise monk who had been celibate for at least 30 years. Shen Jin could only get angry, finish washing up, grab the pillow, and send a message to the dormitory group: [An alpha and omega sharing a bed without any reaction – what’s the principle?]

Qin Zhu’s straightforward reply came: [Either his function is faulty, or your pillow isn’t in the right place. Remember to put it under the waist.]

[…] Shen Jin rarely faced defeat with his mouth, but