The Coveted Gloomy Beta Roommate Chapter 28.2

Part 2

“Organizing things is hard work.” Tang Xingye handed the mineral water with loosened caps to Ming Yu and the other.

Fingers slender, skin white as snow illuminated by the sun, emitting a soft glow.

After Ming Yu took it, she couldn’t help staring at Tang Xingye.

Slightly long hair gently swept across his porcelain-white back neck with his movements. His rich, exquisite face seemed plated with a soft light under the sun. When those cold brows and eyes swept over lightly, even the dust floating in the air seemed to stand still for an instant.

Ming Yu held the mineral water bottle, fingertips unconsciously rubbing the condensation on the bottle. Those sneak shots in the forum couldn’t capture this kind of impact at all!

Campus Beauty is really so pretty… Can we simp a little lighter?

Only after Tang Xingye left did the air in the reference room flow again.

Tu Si covered her red cheeks, jumping in place. “Omg, the Campus Beauty’s personality is too good!”

“Keep your voice down!” Ming Yu locked the door like a thief. Turning around, she couldn’t help taking out her phone. “Seriously… if Wife debuts one day, I’ll sell my pots and pans to vote for him…”

In the hospital corridor, the smell of disinfectant permeated the air. Lin Mo walked quickly in silence, the sound of children laughing and playing in the distance in his ears.

Suddenly, a small figure slammed into him.

“Ah!” The little boy in a patient gown stumbled, the toy robot in his hand falling to the ground with a clatter. He looked up blankly, meeting Lin Mo’s cold eyes.

“Sorry, the kid is too naughty.” A gentle male voice came from behind. The child’s father stepped forward quickly, gently held the boy’s shoulder, squatted down to look him in the eye. “What do you say when you bump into someone?”

“S-Sorry…” The little boy apologized timidly, but his eyes couldn’t help glancing at the toy on the ground.

“It’s okay.” Lin Mo responded faintly, bending down to pick up the toy and hand it to him.

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“Thank you, brother!” The boy instantly became happy again, turning to throw himself at his parents behind him. The young mother rubbed his hair, while the father smiled and picked him up. The happy back view of the family of three disappeared into the corridor.

Lin Mo stood in place, fingertips curling unconsciously.

In the consulting room, the doctor pushed up his glasses, looking through Lin Mo’s case file. “How is the situation recently?”

“I finished the medicine.” Lin Mo’s voice was calm.

The doctor frowned. “Prescribed only last week, so fast?”

Lin Mo looked away. Only after the second hand of the wall clock in the consulting room moved three ticks did he speak. “Can’t sleep.”

“Your indicators are much more stable than before. Logically, you shouldn’t rely on medication this much.” The doctor sighed. “If skin hunger is suppressed for a long time, it may transform into more serious sex addiction, even affecting pheromone control.”

“You mentioned reuniting with that person before. How is your relationship now? Have you tried being friends?”

“There are always many people around him.” The sudden non-sequitur made the doctor pause. “Those people’s hands… can rest on his shoulders casually.”

Clearly speaking of something maddeningly jealous, yet his voice was calm as if discussing the weather.

“Have you tried contacting him?”

“He hates me very much.” Lin Mo’s tone was very faint.

The doctor frowned. “What kind of person is the other party? Based on your previous description, he should be outstanding in appearance and very interesting. Such people usually don’t hate others for no reason.” He put down his pen, leaning forward slightly. “Can you elaborate on what makes you make this judgment?”

Lin Mo’s gaze fell on the green plant in the corner of the consulting room. “He is a very good person… It’s just that I can feel the look in his eyes when he looks at me is different from others.”

The doctor keenly captured this detail, his voice softening. “You mentioned ‘can’t feel liked,’ but seem certain the other party ‘hates’ you. This black-and-white cognitive mode…” He paused, thinking of the family experiences discussed before. “When a person is in an environment of denial for a long time, they often form extreme cognitions of ‘either loved or hated.'”

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“No.” Lin Mo interrupted suddenly, eyes sharp and clear, voice frighteningly calm. “I am very sober. I know what I am doing.”

The doctor didn’t respond immediately, letting silence spread in the consulting room for more than ten seconds. This deliberate blank space was a common technique in psychological counseling.

“I noticed,” the doctor finally spoke, tone gentle but firm, “every time we talk about topics where you might be rejected, you use words like ‘sober’ and ‘know’ to emphasize rationality. But our emotions don’t need to be ‘rationalized’; they just need to be seen.” He tapped his chest gently. “What is felt here is real.”

Lin Mo finally just said, “Time is up.”

He was rational. If he let such crazy emotions pour out, the other party would definitely be afraid, regretting talking to him that day.

He would be like in the frenzied dream, desperately grabbing the ankle and dragging him under his body, holding the gland in his mouth, grinding open the delicate skin, leaving a possessive mark, wanting to occupy everything of the other with pheromones.

The team members looked at Tang Xingye with considerable sympathy; he was being made difficult by Zhou Lin again.

Although they couldn’t scold Zhou Lin openly, posts in the anonymous forum had long greeted Zhou Lin’s family tree. Various curses like “Slut,” “Go die,” “**” and unsightly posts were deleted by the system and administrators crop after crop, and many accounts were banned.

Tang Xingye’s expression was faint; actually, his mind had wandered for a while.

He just answered a bit slowly, and Zhou Lin had to pick on him.

Fist hardened. Tang Xingye was already thinking about what sack to use to beat Zhou Lin.

After the group meeting, this guy followed him to the lab and babbled a bunch of nonsense.

Lin Mo put his hand on the lab door handle, smelled the scent of gunpowder smoke, and pushed the door open.

Tang Xingye’s stray hairs were wet with sweat, sticking to his reddened skin. His cold face had a thin layer of gorgeous red.

The lab’s air conditioner had been broken for the third day. The midsummer heatwave invaded unscrupulously through the window.

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Besides the annoying gunpowder smoke smell, a faint fragrance spread in the room with the heat. Not the smell of pheromones, but a very special fragrance, hooking people to want to go deeper and see where it came from.

Obviously, something had happened in the lab.

But Tang Xingye didn’t say much. Lin Mo wasn’t a gossip and didn’t ask much.

“Air conditioner not fixed?” Lin Mo placed the iced coffee in his hand on the table; a layer of water droplets immediately condensed on the cup wall.

Tang Xingye didn’t look up, his voice carrying a rare trace of irritability. “Logistics said parts have to wait until next week.”

He opened the refrigerator, preparing to take a bottle of ice water to quench his thirst, but his wrist was held by Lin Mo just as he was about to unscrew the cap.

“Wait.” Lin Mo frowned. “Your body temperature is too high. Drinking ice water directly will shock your blood vessels.”

Tang Xingye’s wrist was shockingly hot. Even through gloves, Lin Mo could feel the abnormal beating of his pulse.

Tang Xingye pulled his hand back, his clear eyes filled with impatience. “So?”

He knew drinking ice water wasn’t good when overheated, but it was really too hot.

“My pheromone is mint. The cooling effect is quite good.” Lin Mo let go, speaking lightly as if discussing the weather. “Want to try?”

The lab was suddenly frighteningly quiet.

Perhaps the suffocating heat made rational thinking difficult, or maybe the gunpowder smell was truly choking, but Tang Xingye actually felt this proposal wasn’t bad.

Lin Mo’s original intention was to say Tang Xingye could use an extractor to draw out his pheromones, like applying an ice pack to his gland.

But the Beta actively unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, defenselessly exposing his soft gland, and just said coldly, “Control the amount.”

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Lin Mo’s eyes suddenly became deep. Really too unguarded.