I won't show mercy to you

"At [-]:[-] this morning, brother Yu took the initiative to hold Tan Ting's hand, and led him out of the classroom as if no one else was there, and didn't come back until the bell was about to ring."

Han Ziqian stated blankly, "Brother Yu and I have sat at the same table for a whole year, but now he has left me alone because of this mediocre... fair-looking little O, even in front of everyone. The team member confronted Ms. Jiang Yan, saying that he would sit with Tan Ting, even if he would not be able to hand in blank papers in homework exams in the future."

Jiang Daren looked at him with pity.

"And now, even in physical education class, he can't even play his favorite basketball."

Han Ziqian shook his head with sobs, "Brother Yu, he is still willing to flirt with this O with a badminton racket like a mental patient."

"Can a fall directly lead to love? I don't believe it."

Han Ziqian said heartbreakingly, "I can't accept it, I can't accept this cruel reality..."

"I think what you can't stand is that he finds a partner before you."

Jiang Daren sighed and said, "The last time I went to the infirmary to pick up people, the mouths of Zhuo Yu's group were a few nanometers away from their glands... That's right, I shouldn't have trusted them at that time No leg, blame me for being too young."

Han Ziqian was still sobbing.

"But who is this Tan Ting?"

Jiang Daren asked with great interest, "Such a beautiful little beauty is reasonable and I should never forget it, but I don't remember that there is such a person in your class. I never heard of you."

Han Ziqian let out an insult: "Don't say you don't have any impression, I almost forgot that there is such a person - this person usually doesn't participate in any activities, and he doesn't like to leave the sports team. It seems that he is not in good health and has no friends. A few, cold, icy and boring, I don’t know why I fell and saw brother Yu right....”

Jiang Daren sighed, expressing his understanding, then turned his head and continued to look at the two people not far away.

"What is this for?"

Jiang Daren was amused, "The two are holding a badminton and dancing together, how about sword dancing?"

Han Ziqian didn't see why, and the two watched in silence for a while.

Then the more you look at it, the more wrong it becomes.

"Qian'er." Jiang Daren said with a frown, "Why do I feel that the two of them don't seem to be flirting... It seems that they are getting more serious, and they seem to be playing well?

"And... it seems that Brother Yu is beating people unilaterally??"

Jiang Daren said blankly.

Zhuo Yu felt that she was as light as a swallow.

For some unknown reason, he found that his body seemed to be quite different from before, as if he had made a huge leap in the control of strength and agility.

This led to the fact that even though Zhuo Yu is holding an extremely stupid and inferior racket, he can still use a sword-like smoothness, and his moves are swift and aggressive like the wind.

Tan Ting and his situation are just the opposite.

Zhuo Yu only felt that the strength of Tan Ting's sword today seemed to be extraordinarily soft, so he thought it was because the racket didn't fit his hand, but after a while, he found that Tan Ting's moves included many of his usual moves low-level mistakes never made

Zhuo Yu thought he was letting her in on purpose, so she reminded angrily, "Don't let me."

But Tan Ting seemed to be out of breath.

He couldn't speak, just shook his head and struggled to undo the move, but was still forced by Zhuo Yu to step back, and after a while he panted in the wind and said, "I didn't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tan Ting's eyes darkened, his figure paused, and he stood where he was, his eyes blurred for an instant.

"Zhuo Yu...stop, stop..."

Tan Ting said weakly.

Surprised, Zhuo Yu lost the strength in his hand, turned a corner, and the beat hit Tan Ting's side.

Tan Ting groaned in pain, his knees gave way, and he couldn't stand anymore and fell forward.

Zhuo Yu was dumbfounded.

He hastened to catch the fallen young man helplessly, first he was startled by his light weight, which was almost as light as a feather, and then he realized that the palm-sized face of the man in his arms was already covered in sweat and his lips were white. The look is outrageous, the eyes are lax, and it seems that even the mind is not clear.

Even Han Ziqian and Jiang Daren, who had been peeping for a long time not far away, were completely stunned and ran over like shit.

How could Zhuo Yu be flirting?This is simply to take people's lives, isn't it?

"Hypoglycemia, hypoglycemia!"

Seeing Tan Ting's expression, Han Ziqian understood what was going on, and quickly turned his head and shouted, "Da Rener, where is your candy?"

Trembling, Jiang Daren grabbed a large handful of colorful fruit candies from his pocket, peeled off the wrappers and then forgot to put them in Tan Ting's mouth.

Zhuo Yu frowned looking at the colorful sugar ball, and didn't stop him for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Daren and Han Ziqian silenced him with condemning eyes.

"Brother Yoo."

Han Ziqian shook his head disapprovingly, "You're not as provocative as you are, are you using too much force? With your strength, it's more than enough for Alpha to fight..."

Zhuo Yu was taken aback.

He was the one who played too high just now, and even forgot that he is an alpha and Tan Ting is an omega now, and the physical fitness of the two has long been very different.

So it wasn't that Tan Ting deliberately released water just now, but that he... really couldn't hold on anymore?

"Omega... so delicate?"

Zhuo Yu looked at the two of them blankly, then at Tan Ting, whose face was gradually turning red in his arms, and asked unreasonably, "Is this situation going to be cured by eating sugar?"

Jiang Daren didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"No, it's one thing to be delicate. It's obviously more like he has hypoglycemia because he didn't eat breakfast. You still..."

Jiang Daren suddenly raised his voice, "Hey, people are awake, people are awake!!"

Zhuo Yu hurriedly lowered her head.

Tan Ting opened his eyes.

He tried hard to distinguish everything in front of him, but he only felt that there was still a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him. Not only was he dizzy and weak, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingertips.

Tan Ting panted for a while, only felt that there was a piece of candy in his mouth, it was sour and sweet, but it was delicious.

His eyesight slowly recovered, and Tan Ting smelled a somewhat familiar tea scent again. He immediately realized that he was lying in Zhuo Yu's arms, and there were even two people around him, staring straight at him.

Tan Ting's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he wanted to get up after struggling.

"do not move."

Zhuo Yu pushed him back into his arms, frowned and asked in a low voice, "But is there any discomfort?"

Tan Ting shook his head.

"It's okay." He said softly.

Jiang Daren and Han Ziqian: "..."

This is the 21st century, right?Why do these two people talk like this?Do young couples nowadays like to engage in such fun?Play back to basics?

Zhuo Yu didn't believe it.

"You tell the truth." He said with a dark face, "If you also hide it from me, what will I do......"

"Hungry." Tan Ting said.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhuo Yu hesitated, "What did you say?"

"hungry."

Tan Ting blushed, turned her head away slightly, and repeated in a low voice, "I want to eat."

Jiang Daren is the first person to rush to the cafeteria every day.

His brain's formula for remembering materialized numbers can be said to remember one and forget three, but this person can never forget the dishes in the cafeteria every day, even the order is not bad.

Every day after Jiang Daren remembers what dishes are served today, he will quickly turn back and notify Zhuo Yu and Han Ziqian who came on the way, and then the three of them will decide whether to eat in the cafeteria or open a small stove alone.

"Auntie, all the meat dishes are served in one serving, hurry up!"

Jiang Daren took out his meal card in a hurry, "I scoop up the meatballs, the chicken legs, and the sweet and sour meat, and fill me up with whatever nourishes my body!"

The auntie in the cafeteria was taken aback with a large rice spoon: "Squeeze out all? Are you eating alone? And there's still 10 minutes before get out of class ends, my friend, you came here too early today..."

"No, no, a classmate has hypoglycemia, please hurry up!"

Jiang Daren turned his head and stretched his neck to look at the door, while urging, "Hey, you can eat more meat, don't just give pineapple..."

Zhuo Yu and Han Ziqian directly brought Tan Ting in.

"It really doesn't have to be..."

Tan Ting tried his best to break free from the restraints of the two people on the left and the right. He had never seen such a big battle, and his face was flushed with embarrassment, "It's not that serious, I can really go by myself..."

Zhuo Yu pretended not to hear at all.

He looked around with a solemn expression, and finally raised his chin at a table and chair for four people in the corner, and said to go there.

Han Ziqian hurriedly said yes.

The two of them seemed to be carrying some fragile items, and just carefully helped Tan Ting to the chair, when Jiang Daren came running back with a plate full of rice.

"Brother Yu, watch people eat first."

Jiang Daren winked at Han Ziqian, "Qian'er and I will bring you a copy by the way."

Han Ziqian understood instantly, got up quickly, and the two of them ran away laughing and disappeared.

Tan Ting glanced at the delicious food on the plate, then timidly looked up at Zhuo Yu's face that was black as coal.

"Zhuo Yu."

Tan Ting asked hesitantly, "Are you unhappy?"

"No." Zhuo Yu said blankly, "Eat quickly."

Seems to be really angry.

Tan Ting was stunned, but finally couldn't resist the hunger in his stomach, so he hummed hesitantly for a while.

He lowered his head, and slowly picked up a piece of sweet and sour meat covered in sauce, first carefully looked at it, then leaned closer to smell it, and finally took a small bite carefully.

Tan Ting's eyes suddenly lit up again.

Although he didn't speak, the speed of chewing became noticeably faster.

Immediately afterwards, Tan Ting quickly picked up a meatball, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, the whole person was taken aback again, the light in his eyes seemed to turn into substance and overflow.

"Zhuo Yu..."

Tan Ting widened his eyes, looked at Zhuo Yu ignorantly, and said in disbelief, "The food in this world...is delicious."

That's weird.

Zhuo Yu thought with great interest that this little junior who looked like he only drank dew and only ate flowers, actually looked so down-to-earth when he ate.

Seems a little...goofy?

Seeing Tan Ting's cheeks bulging slightly, for some reason, Zhuo Yu felt that his mood seemed to be inexplicably better.

However, he still had a straight face and asked in a low voice, "So you haven't eaten for the past two days?"

"Eat."

Tan Ting swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, and argued, "I found some dry food called bread in the dormitory, and the taste is not bad..."

Although Zhuo Yu didn't eat anything these two days, at least he had Jiang Daren in his dormitory, and many of those novelty hot pot snacks went into his stomach.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yu felt a little uncomfortable

Although Tan Ting said that he was fine, if he was really full, how could he, a boy of seventeen or eighteen, be starved and fainted?

"Oh, the co-author still doesn't believe me, brother."

Zhuo Yu's expression remained unchanged, but he interrupted him leisurely, "Although I know that you and I haven't seen each other much before, I just didn't expect that we are so far apart. I would rather eat dry food than look for..."

The purpose of Zhuo Yu's remark was actually to tease Tan Ting.

Unexpectedly, Tan Ting became anxious when he heard it, and put down the chopsticks in his hand directly, and didn't even eat the meal.

"No."

He looked at Zhuo Yu seriously, paused, and repeated stubbornly, "I don't believe you."

Zhuo Yu was stunned.

Tan Ting was a little at a loss.

His ears seemed to be red again, he lowered his head for a while, then hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks, continued to pick up the food on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, without looking up at Zhuo Yu.

Zhuo Yu didn't speak any more.

He felt a palpitation in his heart, as if he always felt that he was vaguely grasping something, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't tell why.

He raised his head, only to find that Jiang Daren and Han Ziqian were happily walking back with their meals, and then he realized that in the next half day, he seemed to have no chance to communicate with Tan Ting alone.

"Tan Ting."

Zhuo Yu called him suddenly.

Tan Ting was biting a piece of pineapple with glutinous meat, when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at him blankly.

Zhuo Yu hesitated for a moment, but still took out the mobile phone in his pocket.

He unlocked the screen smoothly and proficiently, and clicked on the WeChat interface.

In fact, this is a basic operation that even the elderly in their 70s and [-]s can do in today's society, but Tan Ting was directly stunned by his fluent expression—he opened his eyes wide and stared at Zhuo Yu. The movement of the hand was so shocked that he even forgot to chew.

Zhuo Yu admits that she is secretly happy.

"You should also have this thing, called a mobile phone."

Zhuo Yu pretended to be calm and said, "After returning to the dormitory today, you also go to find your own mobile phone, and then click on this little green block—"

"I will send you a letter here." Zhuo Yu said.