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I Like Your Pheromones Ch 25: Stalker
As soon as they left Lu Xingci’s room, Songyi asked quietly: “Does it hurt?”
Duan Jiayan: “…?”
Song Yi: “Is the class president fierce in bed? He looked super devilish this morning. I think Alphas would be pretty rough with doing that sort of thing.
Duan Jiayan: “…I just slept with him.”
Song Yi turned pale with fright: “You couldn’t have wanted to do more than sleep with him, right?”
Duan Jiayan: “It was just the pure and innocent sleep where you’re covered by a blanket and simply chat. May I take the liberty to ask: do you even know how to spell ‘innocent’?”
Song Yi: “I do. Before last night, that word was written on your face, but this morning, there was a ‘not’ added in front of it.”
“My stress disorder flared up so I went to him for help.” Duan Jiayan said as he pointed to himself: “Me, an innocent male high-schooler. If you continue to make slanderous charges against me to defend your reputation, I may do irreparable things to you.”
Song Yi: “…”
Song Yi: “May I take the liberty to ask: how did you get this stress disorder that only recognizes the class president? If I hold your hand, can you pass it on to me?”
Duan Jiayan: “…”
Duan Jiayan candidly admitted defeat. He smiled as he twisted Song Yi. Song Yi didn’t dodge and instead hugged him mushily, sniffing him.
“What are you smelling for?”
“I’m smelling for the class president’s scent.” Song Yi discerned: “It seems to be the fragrance of plants? It’s so pretty and innocent. Completely opposite of the person himself. It’s terrific.”
Duan Jiayan was too lazy to bother with him, pushing Song Yi’s head down.
Because he was in his estrus period, Duan Jiayan was a little listless all over. When he boarded the school bus in the afternoon, he felt a prickling pain.
Xiaoyan Mountain was more than a three hours drive away from First Middle. There were a lot of Alphas in his class. The bus was half-filled with Alphas, half Betas, and a couple Omegas. To stay in this closed environment for three hours, Duan Jiayan estimated that his stress disorder would flare up sooner or later.
Duan Jiayan’s gaze swept around the inside of the bus, seeing Zhou Xingchen and Lu Xingci sitting in the row right behind him and Song Yi.
Duan Jiayan paused and faced Zhou Xingchen: “Why don’t we switch seats?”
Zhou Xingchen: “Why?”
Duan Jiayan said overbearingly: “Because I want to.”
Zhou Xingchen thought he was being too overbearing: “No, if you want to switch with me, then you’ll sit next to Brother Lu. You have to ask him if he wants to sit with you.”
Duan Jiayan “oh”-ed and casually asked: “Lu Xingci, do you want to sit with me?”
Lu Xingci was wearing earbuds, so he couldn’t hear what he was asking clearly, but he vaguely heard Duan Jiayan calling his name. He took out his earbuds and asked ignorantly: “Ah?”
Duan Jiayan raised his voice: “Lu Xingci! Do you want to sit with me?”
Originally, Song Yi was drinking a drink. When he heard this, he almost spat out a mouthful of coke.
There was a moment of silence surrounding them. Someone said with a smile, “‘Sit’? Which ‘sit’?* “
*T/N: Pun moment. Duan Jiayan shouted “Do you want to sit [坐] (Zuo) with me?” but ‘sit’ also sounds like ‘do it’ [做] (Zuo), so what he shouted also sounds like “Do you want to do it with me?”
“Is Duan Jiayan looking for fun with Brother Lu again?”
“Tut-tut… Why do you two always like to do this on the bus?”
Chen Yue said with a smile beside them: “The sun hasn’t set yet. Pay attention to who you’re going to influence.”
The ones who kicked up a fuss were all boys. Before, all they knew was that Duan Jiayan had a bad relationship with Lu Xingci and few people would make such a joke.
“Song Yi,” Lu Xingci guessed that this was caused by his stress disorder, so he got up, laughing as well: “Why don’t we switch seats?”
Aware that everyone else was joking, Duan Jiayan suddenly reached out his hand. After Lu Xingci sat down, he lovingly wound his arm over Lu Xingci’s shoulder, leaned his head over, and simply where he coaxed, raising his eyebrow: “What other sit is there? Between me and our Brother Lu, of course, it’s that we’re sitting together. “
“……”
It became dead silent because of how coquettish he was being.
Several girls were sitting in a row behind them, now looking over with excitement-filled faces. They couldn’t help whispering to one another.
“Then behave yourself.” Lu Xingci saw that Duan Jiayan leaned on himself as if he was boneless and a glimmer of light flashed deep in his gaze: “Let’s sit properly.”
The guys: “What the hell? I must be deaf. What sort of filthy talk is this–“
The girls: “Oh my god. The class president actually cooperated—”
After a bit of noise, Duan Jiayan’s previous strength to joke around dispersed. The exhaustion and twisting feeling arouse again.
He yawned a bit sickly. His head leaning against the seat, his eyes slowly fluttered close.
Lu Xingci cast a glance at him out of the corner of his eyes and saw Duan Jiayan nodding his head as if he was almost falling asleep.
He retracted his gaze and was just about to continue playing with his phone.
Suddenly, a weight fell onto his shoulder.
The soft breaths diffused into the air beside his ear. Lu Xingci looked to his side, his field of view full of a sleeping face.
Zhou Xingchen, who sat behind him, loudly said: “Brother Lu, we don’t have classes tonight. Xia Yu is asking if you want to go–“
“Be a little quieter.”
“Ah?”
Lu Xingci lightly lifted with his chin, motioning to Duan Jiayan who was resting on his shoulder. Zhou Xingchen “oh”-ed and said in-breaths: “Xia Yu’s birthday… Asked if you want to go to Lanting to drink… The super beautiful kind… who’s… interested in you…”
Lu Xingci pondered: “Is she as beautiful as this one on my shoulder?”
Zhou Xingchen looked at Duan Jiayan and candidly said: “Seems like she’s not.”
Lu Xingci answered leisurely: “Then I won’t be going.”
Zhou Xingchen was speechless: “Have you two gotten addicted to having fun together? Are you really not going? That girl’s character is pretty good and I heard that she’s also working as a model. There are plenty of guys chasing her. There’s already three to four I personally know of.”
Lu Xingci adjusted his sitting posture a little and turned back with a smile: “She’s this popular?”
Zhou Xingchen: “After all, she is the goddess of Fu Middle.”
Lu Xingci: “What happens if I can’t compete and win over the others? It’ll hurt both physically and mentally.”
Zhou Xingchen: “…”
Lu Xingci: “Not going.”
Zhou Xingchen: “…My god, Brother Lu. You really are such a public enemy of men.”
Only when it was getting dark outside did the school bus finally arrived at the gate of First Middle after more than three hours of driving.
Duan Jiayan was in a daze from sleeping. He vaguely heard it getting noisier around him and he cracked open his eyes just slightly. He heard the person beside him speak.
“Awake?” It was Lu Xingci.
Duan Jiayan made a noise of agreement: “Did we get to the school?”
He straightened himself to just find that he was resting on Lu Xingci the whole time. He was a bit at a loss and brushed Lu Xingci’s shoulder: “I slept on you? Does your shoulder hurt?”
“It doesn’t.” Lu Xingci moved his shoulder about.
Seeing how he wasn’t feeling particularly uncomfortable, Duan Jiayan said thanks. After hanging his bag off one shoulder, Duan Jiayan lazily stepped out of the school bus.
The school bus was parked next to the school gate of First Middle. Large Wutong trees lined both sides of the road. As soon as Duan Jiayan got off the bus, another school bus stopped next to class ten’s school bus. Clearly seeing the first girl who got off that bus, Duan Jiayan’s eyes lit up.
Wearing a yellow skirt, Jiang Qinian had a slim figure and a beautiful physique. Her face was unnaturally pale and, as a whole, she was lethargic.
Duan Jiayan stepped forward, just about to say hello to her. Jiang Qinian gave him a faint smile first. Seeing Lu Xingci behind him, Jiang Qinian’s smiling expression paused, her gaze somewhat dim.
Duan Jiayan asked with a smile: “Did your class go to Clear Lake?”
“Mhm,” Jiang Qinian rubbed her temple: “The driver on our way back drove too fast, so I’m feeling a bit carsick.”
“Carsick?” Duan Jiayan froze.
The students of the art class walked towards the academic building in twos and threes. Jiang Qinian said to him with a sorry smile: “I’ll leave first. Our class needs to go do a headcount.”
Duan Jiayan watched her back for a while, turned around, and walked against the crowd towards the outside the school gate. Just as he took two steps, he heard someone calling his name.
Duan Jiayan looked back. Lu Xingci’s gaze swept around him: “Where are you running off to?”
“Jiang Qinian is feeling carsick. I’m going to buy medicine for her.”
“…” Lu Xingci paused: “We have to go to a headcount. Let’s go back first.”
“Just tell Teacher Zhou that I’m back and I got off the bus at the school gate safely. The reason why I’m not present is that I’m going to send a get-well gift to a classmate who’s sick,” Seeing that he wasn’t saying anything, Duan Jiayan left behind another sentence: “Thank you, class president, I’ll leave first—hey! Lu Xingci, why are you pulling on the band of my backpack?”
“Still sending a get-well gift?” The boy who was tugging put in a little strength and pulled him back a bit: “Before you court someone, can you have a little common sense?”
“Where am I lacking in common sense? My goddess is ill and an opportunity is presented. When there is an opportunity, I should seize it.”
“Carsick medicines are supposed to be taken half an hour before one takes the car.” Lu Xingci said: “Let’s go back. Don’t run helter-skelter.”
“…” Duan Jiayan wasn’t letting up: “Then what ways are there to relieve car sickness?”
“Drinking hot water often.“
“You’ve gone so low.” Duan JIayan gave him a look of disgust: “I have found the reason why you’re single.”
“Aren’t you also single?” Lu Xingci’s voice held no emotion: “You’re as low as I am.”
“…”
Duan Jiayan wanted to say something else, but suddenly felt someone’s gaze land on him.
Rapacious, damp. The kind of gaze that stuck to his body like a snake slithering on his skin, bringing along a strand of abnormal heat.
Duan Jiayan frowned, quickly turning his head to look outside the school gate. However, all he saw were the figures of a couple strangers.
“What is it?” Lu Xingci’s voice traveled over from behind him.
“Nothing.” Duan JIayan retracted his gaze and mumbled: “I was probably mistaken in what I saw…”
–
After the autumn outing, the temperature gradually cooled.
Entering November, the sky darkened earlier than usual. Song Yi was too lazy to exit the school gate, so he planned to have dinner in the cafeteria. Duan Jiayan didn’t want to eat in the cafeteria, so he was considering what to have for dinner.
“Duan Jiayan, Song Yi.” Chen Yue yelled for them from behind: “Want to have dinner together? There’s a new spicy hot pot restaurant in the Back Alley. I heard it tastes pretty good.”
Duan Jiayan was just worried about what to eat that evening so he nodded when he heard that.
Song Yi waved his hand: “I’m not going. It’s raining today. I’m too lazy to walk.”
Just as Song Yi said, the sky was gloomy. Occasionally rain drizzled at an angle and the air was cool.
The spicy pot Chen Yue was looking for was a bit off the beaten track. They only found the right place after circling around it. When everyone came originally, they all didn’t bother to put up their umbrellas. Now, they were all more or less soaked by the rain.
Even Lu Xingci, also shook his hair after entering through the door, showing himself in a difficult position, a rare sight.
Fortunately, the atmosphere in the store was very good and the waiters were very friendly.
After sitting down, Zhou Xingchen said: “Brother Lu, you didn’t go to Blue Courtyard last month and Xia Yu studied all night that night. When I went out to play a few days ago, they told me directly that she wanted to chase you. “
Lu Xingci was looking at the menu and he laughed when he heard what Zhou Xingchen said.
Chen Yue: “You’ve been with your Brother Lu for so many years now. Haven’t you seen this situation plenty of times now? I would also tell that girl directly that they won’t be able to chase and catch up to Lu Xingci.”
“I did tell her.” Zhou Xingchen was a bit embarrassed: “She asked me to ask Brother Lu what his type was. She wanted to see if she could work hard in that direction.”
“I know what his type is.” Duan Jiayan suddenly said: “He likes people like Shen Jiayi.”
Zhou Xingchen: “…A good student?”
Chen Yue: “…Well-behaved?”
Lu Xingci raised the corner of his mouth: “Because my sexual orientation is studying?”
“Haah, yes.” Duan Jiayan also bit his chopsticks and laughed: “Brother Lu really is smart.”
Zhou Xingchen and Chen Yue laughed.
Just then, a gentle voice cut in.
“Class president, Chen Yue.” The visitor paused: “Zhou Xingchen.”
Zhou Xingchen raised his head.
Clearly recognizing that the speaker was his previous deskmate, Zhou Xingchen was a little delighted: “Qiao Nan, why are you here? Aren’t classes still in session at Fu Middle? “
“I just came here to buy some materials. The bookstore in First Middle is bigger.” Qiao Nan said, his gaze landing on the last person at the table. She said with a light tone: “Duan Jiayan, long time no see.”
Zhou Xingchen only just then remembered that there was history between these two. He looked at one, then at the other. Seeing Duan Jiayan’s indifference towards her, he felt awkward: “Then, Qiao Nan, have you had dinner yet? Why don’t you join us? It happens that Brother Lu is still picking what to order. “
“Sure, let’s work it out.” Qiao Nan said as he pulled out the chair beside Duan Jiayan.
Duan Jiayan suddenly stood up.
He didn’t look at anyone specifically at the table, faintly saying: “I just remembered that there was something I needed to take care of. I’ll go back to school first.”
Zhou Xingchen, still awkward: “What’s the matter?”
Chen Yue pulled at Zhou Xingchen and Lu Xingci looked at him: “Then what are you going to have for dinner?”
“I’ll go buy a rice ball,” Duan Jiayan said: “You guys should eat. It just so happens that my stomach isn’t feeling that well recently, so I can’t eat spicy food.”
Lu Xingci frowned slightly. Without waiting for him to speak, Duan Jiayan had left straight out through the door.
The place where they were eating was a little far from the school. On this drizzly day, there were not many people on the road. The door to the Internet cafe was also tightly closed.
Duan Jiayan had just walked a short distance when he heard footsteps behind him.
In the empty street, there came a gentle male voice.
“Didn’t you hate the class president very much before?”
Duan Jiayan stopped walking.
He looked back, not surprised to see that Qiao Nan had followed him. He was wearing the Fu Middle school uniform, clean and thin. Qiao Nan’s apricot eyes held no attack power. The folds of his double eyelids were very shallow. It was easy for him to leave a harmless impression at first sight.
“Since you became an Omega, you’re now willing to talk to him? Or did he approach you on his own? It doesn’t matter. I don’t blame you. You’re very popular…” Qiao Nan gave a warm smile and Alpha pheromones burst out from him. That kind of manic scent charged across the street, all pressing towards Duan Jiayan.
Qiao Nan’s pheromone smelled like metal rust.
The person who looked harmless and gentle had the same pheromone as a madman. The Alpha’s pheromone was hideously thick, like heavy metal, all weighing down on Duan Jiayan’s spine.
Wanting to make him submit with such lowly means.
Duan Jiayan looked at him, motionless.
“But I’m so jealous,” He said, the smell of blood like rust becoming more pungent. Qiao Nan bent his eyes: “Why do you want to smile at others? Your voice and taste clearly should be mine.”
“Have you said enough?” Duan Jiayan sneered lightly: “If you’ve said your fill, fuck off.”
“You’ve grown up and you’re more beautiful than ever,” Qiao Nan saw that he was unmoved from the beginning to the end. There was a trace of evil on that handsome face and his gaze became ferocious.
He suddenly licked his teeth.
Like a snake.
“A’Ye.”
Duan Jiayan’s gaze halted.
The sloppy fragrance surrounding him disappeared, disgust bit by bit climbing into the bottom of his pupils.
“Qiao Nan,” Duan Jiayan said, expressionless: “Do you dare to call me that again?”
“A’Ye.” Qiao Nan seemed very happy to see him lose control. He repeated Duan Jiayan’s nickname over and over again in a friendly and intimate tone: “A’Ye, my A’Ye…”
“Don’t call me that. Don’t you understand?” Duan Jiayan quietly snorted under his breath, but continued with a taint of fierceness and criticism in his voice: “Looks like you have a death wish, ah?”