Chapter 51: Full of Color, Fragrance, and Taste — Marking / When Pheromones Touch / Hot…
When Shen Shiyue spoke, his Adam’s apple rolled once. His voice was raspy, as if squeezed from the depths of his body. His fingertips landed gently on Jiang Chenyan’s sweat-drenched crown, his movements extremely light. “You won’t break.”
Jiang Chenyan’s head was groggy. His nose was filled with the unique Alpha scent—one that made him feel both safe and out of control. He felt like he had been tossed into a warm whirlpool, his fingertips burning.
He instinctively shrank into Shen Shiyue’s embrace. “But I’m so tired, so hot…”
It was like falling into a giant furnace; it was far too hot.
The warm yellow light fell over the two of them. As Shen Shiyue leaned down to press over him, there was a faint rustle of fabric. He used his arms to prop himself up beside Jiang Chenyan, his shadow completely enveloping the other. “Jiang Chenyan, I want to mark you.”
What? Jiang Chenyan’s brain suddenly crashed, and he froze.
Marking? What kind of marking? How could he, an Omega, possibly mark another Omega?
Confused thoughts surged in his mind, and he even forgot to breathe. Jiang Chenyan only stiffly turned his head and met Shen Shiyue’s bottomless eyes. His voice was trembling: “You say…”
Before he could finish, Shen Shiyue had already leaned down. His warm breath swept over the fragile skin at the back of Jiang Chenyan’s neck, and his teeth bit down.
There was no sharp pain as expected. Instead, a scorching sensation spread through his skin, mixing with the cold pheromones on Shen Shiyue’s body and tunneling into his limbs.
“What…”
His voice was as light as a wisp of smoke, dissipating the moment it left his lips.
Jiang Chenyan’s strength was entirely drained. His eyelids were too heavy to lift. His consciousness floated in a warm chaos. Even the silhouette of the person above him became a blurry shadow. He was completely out of it.
A delayed pain spread from the tooth marks on the back of his neck, nibbling away at his nerves bit by bit.
He couldn’t control a muffled groan: “Mmph…” His body instinctively curled up, but he was held even tighter in Shen Shiyue’s arms.
“I…”
Jiang Chenyan’s voice carried a sob, nuzzling stickily against the air. He couldn’t describe the feeling. It was like countless fine needles were pricking under his skin, and the blood in his body was being heated until it was scalding.
He couldn’t stop himself from curling up, wanting to escape, to resist, to hide far away.
In the next second, this chaos was suddenly replaced by a sense of rejection.
The pheromones in his body suddenly lost control, as if triggering some instinctive defense mechanism. Originally shrinking within Shen Shiyue’s aura, they now frantically resisted the invading Alpha pheromones.
The two scents crashed and tore at each other in his veins. The pain made his vision go dark and his breathing difficult.
Shen Shiyue clearly felt the person in his arms trembling. The pheromones inside were in a violent upheaval, as if they wanted to fight his own pheromones to the bitter end.
He pressed down on the back of Jiang Chenyan’s neck, trying to comfort him, but his voice tightened unconsciously: “What’s going on?”
Jiang Chenyan didn’t even have the strength to shake his head. Only broken gasps escaped his throat. Cold sweat flowed down from his forehead, soaking Shen Shiyue’s lapel.
The pain in his body surged like waves, and his consciousness sank bit by bit in the suffocating discomfort. He thought vaguely: This time, I’m truly going to die.
Shen Shiyue’s fingertips trembled. His hand, originally pressing on Jiang Chenyan’s neck, tightened instinctively. Looking at Jiang Chenyan’s pale face, his heart felt gripped with tightness.
He truly didn’t understand why it was like this.
He began to panic.
Jiang Chenyan suddenly let out a soft sigh, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted. A fit of dry coughing rolled through his throat before he spoke with a raspy voice: “No… cough, cough… let you bite.”
He closed his eyes, not wanting to speak anymore.
Omegas couldn’t bite each other. Shen Shiyue’s impulsive bite not only hurt like hell, but the current state of being “neither here nor there” was also somewhat awkward.
Jiang Chenyan lay limp in Shen Shiyue’s arms, having lost all his strength. He didn’t even have the energy to look up. He was completely drained; only his chest was still slightly heaving.
Shen Shiyue suddenly raised a hand to support his chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. “Should I go see a doctor?”
Jiang Chenyan’s pupils contracted. What the hell?
“I shouldn’t say that.” Shen Shiyue frowned first, pondering. It must be that the compatibility was too low… In short, it was still his problem.
Jiang Chenyan had a headache just listening. He directly reached out to cover the man’s mouth and said with a raspy voice, “Stop being crazy. Quickly, help me shower.”
Shen Shiyue’s gaze fell on his reddened fingertips, then slid down to his sweat-drenched neck. His Adam’s apple rolled unconsciously. His voice was dark enough to drip water: “Those words… they truly make me want to go crazy.”
Jiang Chenyan: “?”
He completely gave up on thinking.
Tired. Overwhelmingly tired.
The mixture of pheromones and alcohol in the room made it hard to breathe. He didn’t even have strength in his fingertips. If he’d known drinking would cause such trouble, he wouldn’t have done it.
The light and shadow before him gradually blurred. Jiang Chenyan fell into a deep sleep.
In his grogginess, he could feel a pair of warm hands stroking his forehead. “Jiang Chenyan…” The name had just entered his ears when it was interrupted by a sudden robotic voice.
[Wait, it’s only been a few days? Host, what’s the situation? Are you two here overturning heaven and earth?]
Jiang Chenyan’s brain suddenly went blank. He instinctively asked the voice in his head: “Who are you?”
[Have you gone crazy? We haven’t spoken for just a few days and you don’t recognize me?]
Jiang Chenyan rubbed his throbbing temples and explained with a raspy voice, “I remember now. I drank too much; I’m forgetting things.”
The system’s virtual form instantly turned pink: [What’s the situation between you two?]
“I don’t know,” Jiang Chenyan’s consciousness sank. “But I suddenly felt terrible. The pheromone rejection was intense.”
[Well, you’re both Omegas…]
[Wait.]
Jiang Chenyan: “What’s wrong?”
[Something’s wrong. It’s mainly that your pheromones are different from normal people. They indiscriminately attack both Alphas and Omegas.]
Jiang Chenyan covered his throbbing forehead. The headache was becoming more intense. He forced his consciousness to ask, “What do you mean?”
Indiscriminately attacking his own kind and Alphas—this didn’t fit the standard physical constitution of an Omega at all.
[I just did a deep analysis of your pheromones and found this bug. To put it simply, if anyone wants to establish a pheromone link with you, they must first suppress your naturally aggressive pheromones. It’s equivalent to having to ‘win’ against your pheromones before integration can be achieved…]
After explaining, the system began to tease: [The setting was clearly a small cannon fodder. How did you suddenly unlock this kind of special constitution? It’s like you’ve turned on a cheat.]
Jiang Chenyan frowned. “How should I know?”
[Still, it’s pretty exciting. In the future, no matter who wants to get close to you, they’ll have to have a ‘contest’ with your pheromones first.]
Looking at it this way, things seemed to have a different explanation.
A low chuckle escaped Jiang Chenyan’s throat. “So, Shen Shiyue’s pheromones can’t beat mine?”
[You can’t really put it that way. I see that you two haven’t even officially entered…] The system’s voice continued to drone on, but suddenly cut off.
But…
The system’s virtual form suddenly took on a dark, heavy hue.
It stared at the Host lying on the bed in its consciousness view.
His body was soaked in cold sweat, strands of hair sticking to his flushed neck. The soaked clothing outlined his thin silhouette. His originally aggressive pheromones spread out, mixing with the heat of his body. He truly was “full of color, fragrance, and taste.”
As a well-traveled system, it had handled many hosts who transmigrated into adult-rated novels.
It knew clearly that in Jiang Chenyan’s current state, it was easiest to draw out the possessiveness in the bones of the male leads, driving them to madness… They would only want to reach out and wrap him in their own aura, suppressing that indiscriminate attack bit by bit until his pheromones became docile, forced to shed all disguise and defense, and yield completely beneath them.
The system looked at its host for a few more seconds: [Be careful in the future.]
Jiang Chenyan’s eyelids were so heavy he could barely keep them open. He only squeezed out a blurry “Mm” from his throat; he didn’t even have extra strength.
He was truly too tired. His consciousness was completely swallowed by the tide, gradually falling into darkness, and then he lost all sensation.
The dormitory was still filled with Shen Shiyue’s cold pheromones. That scent seemed to have a life of its own, slowly seeping into his limbs with every weak breath, silently filling every inch of his body.
…
Jiang Chenyan had no memory of what happened afterward.
His consciousness was silent in the darkness for a long time, unable to perceive anything around him.
Until a gentle touch broke the silence. Someone carefully picked him up. The warmth from the palm came through his thin clothing—scorching, burning.
His consciousness was still groggy.
Falling.
Right then, a thick scent of Datura flowers tunneled into his nose. A sentence suddenly flashed through his mind—one the system had told him long ago.
So, he knew clearly and certainly—
Datura flowers not only caused people to fall into a coma, but they could also bewitch the mind.
What kind of effect would the heat of the Star Glory Flower and the charm of the Datura have when they collided? This was Jiang Chenyan’s last question before he lost consciousness.
The next day, dazzling sunlight had already tunneled through the gaps in the curtains, lighting up the room.
Jiang Chenyan slowly opened his eyes.
He stared at the ceiling for a long time, his brain a complete blank. Yesterday’s memories were like shattered glass; only the blurry fragments of clinking glasses while drinking remained. After that, there was nothing.
He instinctively raised his hand to feel the back of his neck. The moment his fingertips touched the skin, he realized it was abnormally hot. There was also a trace of a dull, swollen sensation.
So…
What happened last night?
He tried to recall something, but his mind remained a complete mess.
A sharp ringing suddenly sounded by his bed, interrupting Jiang Chenyan’s thoughts. He snapped back to reality and checked the time. He had a full morning of classes today, and it was already noon.
Great. Now he could be completely at ease.
Jiang Chenyan lay back down on the bed.
Getting blacked out drunk yesterday was truly a mistake. Not only could he not remember what happened next, but he had even missed his classes.
He rolled over, his gaze sweeping over the empty half of the bed. It was only then that he belatedly remembered Shen Shiyue.
Just as he was wondering, the sound of water in the bathroom gradually stopped.
A moment later, Shen Shiyue walked out, his hair dripping wet. The collar of his bathrobe was loose, revealing the clear lines of his collarbone.
He walked straight to the bedside and lightly touched Jiang Chenyan’s forehead. “Awake? How are you feeling?”
Jiang Chenyan propped himself up. “What happened? I think I drank too much, then you carried me back. I don’t remember anything after that.”
Water was still dripping from the tips of Shen Shiyue’s half-dried hair. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curved up almost imperceptibly. He only said one sentence: “You were very rowdy last night.”
“Sorry for the trouble.”
He could imagine his state of losing control after getting drunk. Surely he didn’t throw up all over the place or act like a drunken madman toward Shen Shiyue?
Thinking of this, Jiang Chenyan suddenly looked down to inspect the clothes on his body. He had already changed into pajamas. Touching his hair, he could still feel the lingering scent of shampoo.
So… “…”
Jiang Chenyan suddenly went silent. He didn’t need to think to know who had done these things.
“You helped me shower?”
Yesterday, he was so groggy he didn’t even have the strength to open his eyes. It was impossible for him to have showered himself.
Shen Shiyue had just finished wiping his hair. Hearing this, he looked up at him, a playful, knowing smile curling on his lips. “Wasn’t it you who told me to get my hands on you?”
Jiang Chenyan was instantly silenced by these words. He rubbed his forehead and chuckled bitterly. “Stop. I understand.”
He didn’t want to recall anything about last night.
He just couldn’t help but wonder. In the past, he hadn’t blacked out this easily from drinking. Why was he so drunk last night that he had no impression of changing or showering?
He still had classes in the afternoon. He took a deep breath, planning to set these messy matters aside for now. After eating a simple meal with Shen Shiyue, he stood up and packed his books to prepare for class.
The classroom was on the fifth floor. There were too many students rushing for class, so the two of them didn’t hesitate to turn toward the stairs, climbing them step by step.
Jiang Chenyan followed behind Shen Shiyue. By the time he reached the third floor, he was panting. The lingering fatigue from last night hadn’t dissipated, and he currently felt a lethargic weariness all over.
Upon entering the classroom, he and Shen Shiyue instinctively headed for the empty seats in the back row. As soon as they sat down, they spread their textbooks on the desk. With his arms cushioning his chin and his head tilted, Jiang Chenyan planned to sleep for a bit.
The back row was hidden, anyway. He’d catch up on some sleep first.
Shen Shiyue would keep an eye on things for him. He propped his book up in front of his face to block the view.
Adjusting to a comfortable position, he rested his arms on the desk and leaned his head against the cool pages of the book. In no time, he relaxed. The soft sound of Shen Shiyue flipping through a book was in his ear, and the familiar scent on the other’s body surrounded his nose. He was half-asleep…
“It seems someone has fallen asleep in my class.”
A familiar, cold voice rang out above his head.
Then came the whispers of the students. “A new teacher.”
“Don’t you think he looks like that…”
“Shh, keep it down.”
Jiang Chenyan was jolted awake, but he didn’t have time to look up.
“The one in the back row.” The voice came again, pointed accurately at the person in the corner of the classroom.
Jiang Chenyan was a bit irritable and looked up abruptly. When his gaze met the face of the instructor, he froze completely in his seat. His blood froze instantly, and he even forgot to breathe.
This person… was f*cking identical to Lode. The same eye and brow contours, the same slight upturn at the corners of the eyes when speaking… Every feature was exactly the same.
The fingertips gripping his textbook turned white. His heart hammered wildly. Only one thought remained in his mind: How is this possible?
Forcing down the surging emotions, Jiang Chenyan turned to look at Shen Shiyue. The moment their eyes met, both of them furrowed their brows almost simultaneously.
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