Chapter 55: Do You Want to Try?: Pay the Tuition Fee.
Ji Chen wasn’t actually surprised by the content of the manga. It didn’t compare to the threads about Tang Xingye on the anonymous forum—multi-player, wall-pressed, riding, bondage, distorted common sense, broken expressions, all sorts of kinks.
Ji Chen hadn’t intentionally memorized the content, but those unrealistic, lewd images were hard to forget.
In comparison, this book was too bland.
Tang Xingye looked like a model student. Although Ji Chen knew Tang Xingye secretly complained in private, he hadn’t expected him to read this kind of content in the dorm.
He was a little surprised by Tang Xingye’s boldness.
Tang Xingye hated being looked down upon the most. He was someone who had taken sex education classes.
He didn’t know how?
Ji Chen dared to say he didn’t know?
Isn’t it just…
Oh, what did the sex ed class say about how to DIY again?
Tang Xingye tilted his head, trying hard to recall the knowledge the teacher had taught, but reviewing it in his mind, they really hadn’t taught the details.
Black strands of hair fell down, sticking to his cold-white face. The confusion in his brows and eyes made him look even more pure and innocent.
“You can learn.”
Tang Xingye looked down at the only teaching material at hand. His fingertips unconsciously picked at a crease on the cover, the sound of paper friction exceptionally clear in the quiet room. He looked up at Ji Chen. “You want to teach me?”
Ji Chen originally hadn’t meant that.
The snow-white beauty propped his forearms on the mattress, his slender body sinking into the soft duvet. Because he looked up, the side of his neck tensed slightly, like a fragile artery exposed to a hunter, a flash of confusion in his expression.
Seeing this expression on the face of a Beta who usually exuded such coldness created a contrast that truly made one’s heart itch.
In that instant, he changed his mind.
Ji Chen’s lips curled into a smile. Tang Xingye’s expression right now was too interesting. “Yes, I can teach you.”
Tang Xingye’s eyelashes trembled, like butterfly wings brushing lightly past.
Having followed the rules for over a decade, no one had ever discussed “desire” with him in such a tone. He continued to ask, “If there is desire, must it be relieved?”
“It’s a very normal thing. Appropriately releasing pressure to gain pleasure and satisfying your own desires—there is nothing to be ashamed of.”
As he said this, he leaned closer, his eyes sweeping over Tang Xingye’s face, observing his reaction.
Tang Xingye didn’t refuse, which made him move even closer.
Tang Xingye looked up, his expression serious. “So, you do this often?”
“Not often.” Ji Chen’s Adam’s apple bobbed. As he leaned over, his shadow engulfed Tang Xingye. “But today… suddenly, I have a lot of passion for teaching.”
Tang Xingye blinked, his long lashes trembling in the light and shadow. “Your way of satisfying yourself isn’t fighting with Alphas?”
Ji Chen was cold most of the time. Even when communicating lazily with others, his brows unconsciously revealed boredom, invisibly rejecting others’ approach.
“Don’t make me out to be a violent maniac.” Ji Chen saw the confusion in Tang Xingye’s eyes and chuckled lightly. “Life has many ways to relax. I just hadn’t met a subject worth treating gently.”
Tang Xingye’s brow furrowed imperceptibly. His gaze fell on Ji Chen’s shoulder; the wound hadn’t healed yet, which clearly wasn’t convincing.
Ji Chen naturally knew what Tang Xingye meant. “Fighting is venting, but some things… require a gentler solution.”
“Do you want to try?”
Those eyes that always carried a sense of alienation now widened slightly in confusion. The shadows cast by his eyelashes trembled with his blinking, like fluttering butterflies, tickling the tip of one’s heart.
Tang Xingye propped himself up, looking at him. His cold-white skin glowed with a delicate luster under the warm light.
The Beta seemed unaware of how dangerous his posture was. Defenselessly sinking into the soft bedding, his waist was slender, looking as if a little force could pin him into the mattress.
Ji Chen leaned down. Tang Xingye subconsciously leaned back, his head bumping against the wall. He hissed in pain.
A sudden annoyance rose in Tang Xingye. He didn’t like this feeling of being controlled by an Alpha.
He had told Ji Chen not to pick it up, yet he did, and then teased him.
Using a tone that sounded so knowledgeable to say he could teach him.
Tang Xingye leaned forward, closing the distance between them.
The pinch marks on his Adam’s apple had faded. Tang Xingye looked up at him. “Really going to teach?”
The Alpha met his gaze, looked at him for a moment, and slowly said, “Really teaching.”
Ji Chen’s brain only contained fighting and candy; what could he teach?
Tang Xingye raised his chin. “Then demonstrate.”
The small, pink gland was close at hand—very beautiful, like a strawberry gummy candy.
Ji Chen lowered his head, the tip of his high nose pressing against the side of Tang Xingye’s neck. Scorching breath spilled onto the neck, and the fair skin instantly flushed an ambiguous pink. Tang Xingye tensed up completely.
Is Ji Chen for real?
Suddenly, lips and tongue pressed against it. Tang Xingye’s brain seemed to jam. His eyes opened round and wide, filled with disbelief.
Canine teeth gently ground against the depression in the center of the gland, sending a strong electric current stabbing into his nerves.
Tang Xingye unconsciously let out a muffled groan. His dark eyes lost focus for a moment, and his fingers dug into Ji Chen’s hair, scratching randomly.
The Alpha groaned a laugh in pain, his canines scraping the sensitive gland again.
Not yet.
With Tang Xingye, Ji Chen would be more patient.
He finally let go.
“Just kidding.” Ji Chen smiled pleasantly. “The dorm isn’t suitable.”
Ji Chen methodically helped button Tang Xingye’s open collar and brushed down the rolled-up hem of his shirt, covering the exposed waist.
Tang Xingye thought things were going to go off the rails, but he had escaped disaster.
Just like that?
Tang Xingye glanced at Ji Chen, confirming that he was aroused.
Alphas always took pride in their organs and pheromones. An Alpha who wasn’t well-developed in that area would be somewhat insecure and psychologically twisted.
Ji Chen’s pheromones were very faint, almost never losing control. Coupled with that ruthlessness when fighting, perhaps he was covering up that he was all show and no go.
Tang Xingye’s nervous state unexpectedly calmed down.
If Ji Chen dared to gossip about him reading smut, Tang Xingye would tell people he was impotent.
He would just have a worse reputation, but Ji Chen would be humiliated. Tang Xingye felt balanced.
Ji Chen hadn’t planned to do anything in the dorm anyway. Not knowing why Tang Xingye’s thoughts shifted so quickly from panic to calm, he felt slightly displeased.
“Since you want to learn, you have to pay the tuition fee.” Ji Chen looked at the desk and said expressionlessly, “Give me your calligraphy brush.”
…
[Ji Chen is definitely impotent. Who is he trying to scare with that act?]
Tang Xingye wrote this sentence in his diary. He had to admit, being able to get one over on Ji Chen felt pretty good.
After class, before Tang Xingye had time to pack his things, someone suddenly ran over and placed a small toy on his desk.
“Xingxing, this is for you.”
After speaking, they turned and ran.
Tang Xingye didn’t even have time to refuse. He fiddled with it; it was a Maine Coon plushie, looking very cute.
“You’d better check if there’s anything dirty inside first.” Shen Qing happened to be in the same classroom. Seeing the scene just now, she frowned internally; Tang Xingye’s guard was a bit low.
“Would they put needles in it?” Tang Xingye paused, moving the plushie further away.
“Not that terrifying.” Shen Qing chuckled lightly. She checked it skillfully. “It might contain a monitor or something similar.”
Having caught so many of Tang Xingye’s stalkers, she could guess most of the obscene and filthy thoughts, even though they weren’t as rampant now.
Tang Xingye’s mood was still relatively relaxed. “Isn’t that just stuff from the news?”
An unusual texture made Shen Qing’s expression suddenly turn grave. “There’s something inside.”
Tang Xingye blinked, but his expression didn’t turn heavy. He was used to it; probably just someone who couldn’t stand him trying to set him up again.
Shen Qing discovered the plushie’s tail was detachable. With a gentle tug, she pulled out a small card.
Tang Xingye asked casually, “What does it say?”
He tapped his fingertips on the desk, quite curious. This was the first time he had encountered someone using such a roundabout way to express malice.
Shen Qing handed the card to Tang Xingye. “I shouldn’t be the one to read this.”
Tang Xingye was slightly stunned. Written in neat handwriting was:
[I like you, Tang Xingye.]
…
Tang Xingye ultimately kept the plushie. The little tail wouldn’t go back in, and Shen Qing reminded him he could go to the infirmary to borrow a sewing kit from an Omega nurse.
For some reason, Tang Xingye didn’t see the nurse on duty downstairs, so he went upstairs to look.
Tang Xingye turned the doorknob, not expecting to encounter someone he didn’t want to see.
He wanted to leave quietly, but the sound of the door opening had already alerted the Alpha inside.
Zhou Lin was lying back in a recliner, looking up. His face was as pale as paper flowers at a funeral. Motionless, with only faint breathing revealing the aura of a living person.
Zhou Lin saw Tang Xingye.
The moment their gazes met, the stagnant space began to flow. Wind blew in through the curtains.
Tang Xingye’s light-colored eyes were like melting lake water, congealing light.
Compared to him, Tang Xingye had changed a lot.
The surrounding aura was no longer a coldness that kept people a thousand miles away, wishing to prick anyone who approached until they bled. The ice in his eyes had melted.
During the time Zhou Lin had disappeared, Tang Xingye had almost forgotten him. He greeted him proactively, “Injured again?”
This single phrase of active concern made Zhou Lin’s eyes move slightly. He stood up and walked over. Tang Xingye didn’t retreat, just watched him quietly.
“Still alive.”
Tang Xingye: “……”
What a useless sentence.
Perhaps Zhou Lin was seriously injured and his brain was losing control. What was usually so sharp was now practically non-existent.
“I thought you would just leave.”
“Goodbye.”
Tang Xingye lifted his leg to leave, showing no intention of chatting.
Before he could step over the threshold, he was blocked. “So cold. Don’t you care why I’m here?”
Tang Xingye felt this was bad news. At the gala last time, when his mind wasn’t clear, he had been toyed with by Zhou Lin. Was he playing the same old trick again?
Suddenly showing weakness—he was likely plotting something again.
Tang Xingye found it troublesome. So, following Zhou Lin’s words, he opened his beautiful eyes and asked with concern, “Did someone in your family die?”
Zhou Lin: “……”
What a poisonous little mouth.
When Tang Xingye wanted to be charming, he could say whatever people wanted to hear. Why didn’t he know how to say something nice to coax people now?
Zhou Lin said gently, “I prepared a gift for you.”
Hearing this, Tang Xingye wasn’t happy at all.
Gift?
It wouldn’t be another bill, would it?
Tang Xingye had fully experienced Zhou Lin’s cunning. Had he discovered the rip in the white dress from last time and wanted him to pay for it?
Tang Xingye’s eyes drifted for a moment, revealing a faint death wish.
Zhou Lin took one look and quickly understood what Tang Xingye was thinking.
Little Green Leaf thought he was here to collect a debt again. Zhou Lin suddenly felt a bit of mischievousness. He brushed the hair out of Tang Xingye’s collar. His hair had grown quite a bit; it could be tied into a small ponytail.
There were ambiguous marks on the fair neck. Zhou Lin quietly covered them gently with his finger pads.
Tang Xingye was still immersed in the sorrow of owing money and being exploited by “Zhou the Skinner.” He kept a straight face, having mentally prepared himself. “How much money?”
Zhou Lin said casually, “Not expensive. It was flown in by air, only about a million.”
Tang Xingye: “……”
Why fly a torn dress by air? Too much money and nowhere to spend it?
The money tree worth millions had been watered to death by him, and wearing women’s clothing last time had written off that debt, but he had lost all face. Now another hole of one million had opened up. How many years would he have to work to pay it off?
The dress ripping was an accident. Tang Xingye didn’t want to blame the Omega. The other party hadn’t done it on purpose; early heat and going into estrus in public was pitiful enough. In the end, wasn’t this still Zhou Lin’s fault for making him wear a tattered dress?
Tang Xingye only wanted to make a final struggle. “Where’s the proof? You can’t just say whatever you want.”
Zhou Lin’s breath hitched.
They were standing close. Tang Xingye reached into Zhou Lin’s pocket.
Through the thin fabric, the warm touch felt like cream.
Tang Xingye didn’t notice Zhou Lin’s muscles tensing. He continued rummaging. Just as his fingertips touched the hard phone case, his hand was grabbed and pulled out.
“I’ll show you.” Zhou Lin took a step back, stopping the mischievous kitten paw.
Tang Xingye tried to move his wrist, but the Alpha’s hand held it tightly. Zhou Lin looked at him, still smiling, but inexplicably giving him the feeling that he had played too far.
Zhou Lin let go of Tang Xingye’s hand. If he held it any longer, the kitten would react with stress and bristle. At the same time, his mood wasn’t great. He knew what Tang Xingye was misunderstanding; Tang Xingye still found it hard to accept what happened back then.
Tang Xingye lowered his head and pinched the ears of the plush toy cat. In Zhou Lin’s eyes, it looked like a pretty kitten batting at a ball of yarn.
Whatever Alphas say is bullshit.
Tang Xingye prepared to use a chop on his hand when Zhou Lin unlocked the phone password, snatch the phone, and delete the photos inside.
Zhou Lin didn’t think that just because they were at school, he wouldn’t dare to make a move, right?
Tang Xingye was ready to face his most unsightly photos. It was just being bitten by a dog; nothing big.
A person always has to die twice: once physiologically, once socially.
Zhou Lin entered the screen lock password, looking down at Tang Xingye. “Don’t bite your lip.”
When Tang Xingye fell into difficult thoughts, he would subconsciously bite his lip, biting it until it was bright red, adding a touch of brilliance.
Zhou Lin felt a wave of loss. He wanted to reach out and press his lips, but instead, he smoothed the wrinkles on Tang Xingye’s collar.
Tang Xingye slapped his hand away. “Just say it.”
“The S-class pheromones you’re missing for your experiment, I bought them for you. They’ll arrive by the weekend.” Zhou Lin knew Tang Xingye was misunderstanding, but felt disappointed by Tang Xingye’s resistant reaction.
The development of events exceeded Tang Xingye’s expectations. His pupils shrank slightly, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes. He had imagined countless threats, but he hadn’t anticipated this development.
It was the first time Zhou Lin had seen such a lively expression on Tang Xingye. Finding it a bit funny, the corners of his lips raised. “What did you think I was going to do?”
Tang Xingye hesitated for a moment, glancing at the order on Zhou Lin’s phone screen.
“Fake, right?” Tang Xingye didn’t believe it. “You Photoshopped it.”
Zhou Lin indifferently handed the phone to him. “See for yourself.”
Tang Xingye shoved the plushie in his hand to him. As soon as Zhou Lin took it, the toy cat’s tail fell off.
Tang Xingye accused him with dissatisfaction, “You broke it. Fix it for me, or pay for it.”
Zhou Lin: “……”
Tang Xingye was really good at scamming. He had clearly seen the tail was just stuffed in.
Zhou Lin bent down to pick up the cat tail on the ground. A glint of triumph appeared in Tang Xingye’s eyes.
This angle allowed Tang Xingye to operate the phone. His hand speed was extremely fast—split screen, switch, open file manager, go directly to the photo album.
The album was empty.
There were no unsightly photos as he expected, no handles from secret filming.
Tang Xingye hastily scanned a few times and exited the program, but when returning to the main interface, his breath hitched. He reflexively turned off the screen.
It was the ID photo taken uniformly when Tang Xingye first entered school.
In the photo with the blue background, the Beta looked straight at the camera, his eyes soaked in a smile.
Most striking were those eyes, bright as if filled with starlight, the corners slightly raised with a proud spirit.
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