A few seconds later, Lu Yingchi pulled his gaze back as if burned. Suppressing the obvious thirst in his throat, he curled his lips into a smile. He had not expected that by simply attending school, he would find someone who struck his fancy; it was truly a huge, pleasant surprise.
After the inhibitor took effect, Jian Song felt a bit better. He got up from the table, packed away the medical supplies, straightened his clothes, and asked, “Look at me now. Can I go out and face people?”
Lu Yingchi looked Jian Song up and down and shook his head honestly. “No.”
Jian Song clicked his tongue in annoyance and asked, “Why not?”
Lu Yingchi replied, “Your face is very red, and your hair and clothes are messy.”
Jian Song looked down at his clothes, then reached up to touch his hair. “Is it really that messy? That should not be; I already tidied it up.”
After trying to fix it himself a few more times and giving up completely, Jian Song opened his hands and said, “Lu Yingchi, you help me fix it.”
Lu Yingchi was startled and looked at Jian Song.
Jian Song looked down and pulled at his clothes. “I cannot see it. Help me tidy up so I can go out. Do not stay here too long, or the teacher will yell at us.”
Lu Yingchi looked at Jian Song, whose collar was open, staring at him with an expression of irritation. Lu Yingchi’s gaze darkened; he swallowed and whispered an agreement.
Lu Yingchi was very careful as he straightened Jian Song’s collar, terrified of touching his skin. However, Jian Song found this caution unnecessary. Seeing that Lu Yingchi had been fiddling for a long time without success, he swatted Lu Yingchi’s hand away. “What is wrong with you? Why are you moving like a snail?”
Jian Song did not use much force; it was so light that Lu Yingchi barely felt it. Yet, Lu Yingchi felt a tingling numbness in his palm where Jian Song had swatted him, which left him stunned.
Jian Song pulled his collar casually. He thought he had straightened it well, but he ended up pulling apart the collar Lu Yingchi had just fixed. His delicate, fair collarbone was exposed again. Lu Yingchi could not help but raise a hand to his forehead.
Since Jian Song had already walked out, Lu Yingchi could not drag him back, so he had no choice but to follow.
Jian Song walked in a very arrogant manner, swaggering as if he did not care about anyone. Lu Yingchi followed behind him. He was a head taller than Jian Song, following in a relaxed and calm manner. Other classmates saw this and thought Jian Song looked like Lu Yingchi’s little brother, while Lu Yingchi’s hidden, unfathomable air seemed more like that of a standard boss.
By the time Jian Song and Lu Yingchi came out, physical education class had ended, and their classmates had already returned to the classroom. Jian Song was in no rush to return to class; he strolled slowly around the playground. He wanted the scent of his pheromones to dissipate. Even when he heard the bell for class ring, he was not in a hurry.
It was Lu Yingchi, following behind him, who spoke up: “Brother Jian, class has started. Are we not going back?”
Hearing Lu Yingchi’s sudden voice gave Jian Song a genuine start. He turned around to look at Lu Yingchi. “Damn, why do you walk without making a sound? You scared the hell out of me.”
Watching Jian Song’s startled reaction, where it seemed his hair was standing on end, Lu Yingchi suppressed a smile. “I was following Brother Jian the whole time; you just did not notice me.”
Jian Song rolled his eyes. “Go, go, go. Class has started, time to go back.”
Lu Yingchi continued to follow Jian Song like a dutiful guard.
When they arrived at the classroom door, the teacher was already lecturing inside, spitting so much that students sitting in the front almost needed umbrellas.
“Report.”
A lazy, drawn-out voice appeared at the door. The teacher, interrupted mid-lecture, turned to the doorway and saw Jian Song standing there with no sense of decorum, followed by the study god the school had spent a fortune to recruit.
The teacher almost lost his breath, his finger trembling as he pointed at Jian Song.
“Jian Song! You! Late for class again! And you brought the new student with you! What are you trying to do? Are you trying to flip the school upside down?”
Even though he was being scolded, Jian Song remained calm. This detached, big boss demeanor made his classmates envious.
This is what a real boss looks like! This is the true style of a school bully!
Lu Yingchi stood beside Jian Song, watching his uncaring little expression, and found him incredibly cute.
He gave a light cough and said, “Teacher, I am sorry. I felt a little dizzy just now, and Jian Song took care of me, which is why we are late.”
The moment Lu Yingchi spoke, Jian Song witnessed what it meant for the spring breeze to be gentle. The teacher, who had been shouting with a gaping mouth a second ago, instantly became incredibly gentle. “Oh, so that is what happened. Is little Lu alright?”
Lu Yingchi shook his head. “I am fine, Teacher.”
The teacher nodded gently. “If you feel unwell, you do not need to stand. Come in and take your seat.”
Jian Song watched the teacher’s change in expression from the sidelines, seeing it all clearly. His eyes widened, and he could not believe what was happening.
Is this the privilege of a good student?
This change in expression is too fast!
Even the weather in June does not change this fast!
After Lu Yingchi entered, Jian Song tried to follow in his footsteps, but he was immediately called out by the teacher.
“Jian Song, this lateness is excusable, so I will not punish you this time. Be more careful next time.”
Jian Song did not care. He nodded, and as he passed the teacher, he teased her: “Hey, Miss Jing, let me ask, how did you make that sound just now?”
Miss Jing was confused. “What sound?”
Jian Song cleared his throat, pinched his voice, and mimicked: “It was this sound right here.”
Miss Jing’s face turned red, and she slapped Jian Song with a firm hand. “You brat! Making fun of me now?”
“Ouch!”
Miss Jing did not hit hard, but Jian Song was a natural-born actor. After being slapped, he clutched his back and cried out “ouch” while stumbling back to his seat.
“Miss Jing hits too hard! I feel like my bones are about to break, ouch!”
Watching Jian Song’s funny act, Miss Jing could not stay angry and a smile appeared on her face. “Alright, alright, stop playing the fool. Sit down and pay attention to the lecture.”
Jian Song returned to his seat, sat down, and gave Miss Jing a salute, his index and middle fingers together, swiped from his forehead.
Combined with Jian Song’s cool, swaggering expression, all the Omegas, Betas, and Alphas in the class were left dazed.
Jiang Qi even let out a whistle. “Brother Jian is so handsome.”