recovery reaction ABO

Lin Cha turned off her phone and told herself not to think about it.

He tried to figure out the cause and effect.For some reason, Yan Minglu's ex-boyfriend left the suppressant drugs in Yan Minglu's car...

Why did he leave the suppressive drugs on Yan Mingli?We have been separated for so many years, where is the intersection.

When is it again?When Yan Minglu approached Ta Lin Cha? ...Don't think too much, don't think about it, wait for him to explain...

But he cared a lot about his ex-boyfriend, bought a house, and thought about getting married.

Lin Cha felt as if he had been tricked, and felt that he was the only one who was the most inexplicable from the beginning to the end.

There is still a trace of happiness lurking in his heart, glad that everything has not been broken, and he hasn't said a single word about like and love.

really tired.This birthday is not over yet, he seems to have aged ten years overnight.Muscles, tendons, and bones have lost all vitality, and the whole body lies limply on the dining table.

Ten years older, but still young Yan Minglu for two years.

No wonder some people hold a negative attitude towards the age difference. In this relationship, Yan Minglu always holds the initiative.Why did he think he was equal to Yan Mingli at first?Just when he thought he was sure of winning, Yan Minglv hijacked his emotions bit by bit.

Lin Cha hates all forms of control, and the highest form of control is emotion.It requires people to give up their free mind and give up their reason and emotions to others.

Lin Cha really wanted to go home, but there was no strength left in her body.Every Wednesday, he was so tired, he had a whole day's class with high concentration, and he ran so far to buy cakes in between, turning his birthday into a surprise for Yan Minglv.

His parents have been proud of having a smart son since he was a child, but his father rarely praised him.He taught Lin Cha that being smart is nothing, and being willing to work hard is the most important thing. When it comes to this section, he will tell him the story of Fang Zhongyong.

The mother is a beautiful woman who likes to laugh and is lively. When she hears her husband teaching her son, she often points at her son's ear behind her son's back, signaling with her gestures to her husband: she will be able to hear the callus...

Yan Minglu put the steaming noodles on the table, and realized that the position of the mobile phone seemed wrong, a slight crease between his brows: "Little boy, have you touched my mobile phone?"

"Move the position and put noodles for you."

Yan Minglu didn't pursue the matter anymore, and took the car keys from the entrance.

"You don't have any greens at home, so just eat them," he said, "I'm leaving first, you go to bed early."

His hand had already turned the doorknob, when Tong Ze suddenly called out: "Ming Lu."

Yan Minglu turned his head, and Tong Ze looked at him through the dense heat.Yan Minglu waited for his next words, but in the end he just lowered his head and picked up a row of fine noodles with his chopsticks.

When Yan Minglu returned home, Lin Cha was sleeping on the dining table.He was angry and loving in his heart, thinking why he didn't go back to his room to rest when he was sleepy, and wanted to sleep in such an uncomfortable way in the dining room to wait for him to go home.

This position is not convenient for Yan Minglu to hug him to bed, so he had to wake him up first: "Xiaocha."

Lin Cha whimpered, but refused to move.Yan Minglu patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Xiaocha, wake up, let's go back to bed and sleep."

"Mother……"

Yan Minglu was taken aback.

Lin Cha woke up after talking in his sleep, with tears in his eyes, he looked at Yan Minglu in a daze.

Yan Minglu kissed the corner of his eyes, and picked up Lin Cha in a familiar way.

Lin Cha leaned on Yan Minglu's shoulder, and found a red spot shaking in the corner of his eye, he turned his head slightly, squinted and stared at it carefully.

That red grain is so bright and fresh, the person who planted it must have used all his strength, sucking and biting on the same skin, to have such a red hickey, burning Lin Cha's retina like wax oil.

Lin Cha woke up from the dream about the family in an instant. She was sober from the inside out.

What explanation do you want?That's the explanation.

He turned to look at the clock.Twenty minutes later, he connected to Yan Minglu's phone on the subway home, Yan Minglu had just come out of the bathroom, his voice seemed to be wet, and his anger was heavy: "Where did you go? "

Go home, where else can I go.His birthday is coming to an end, and he hasn't eaten his cake yet.

"Suddenly remembered that tomorrow's courseware was left at home," Lin Cha lied, "I won't be sleeping at your place tonight."

"Why don't you tell me? Let me drive you?"

"You've been running around all night, you don't want to be troublesome."

Lin Cha cut off the call: "Strictly enforce the law, go to bed early."

Lin Cha has moved house many times, from one relative to another, although he didn't have many belongings, but the bumpy journey over the years caused him to lose many things, but fortunately, he kept all the photos with his parents carefully.

His favorite photo was taken on his last birthday with his parents.The members of the Lin family looked like a family when they smiled, bright and bright, as if there was no suffering in the world.

Lin Cha spread out the photo album by the table, and took out the cake from her backpack. The cream was a little soft, and it might melt if left on.

He put the 19-year-old birthday card in the cream, lighted the candles, and didn't know what to wish for.

It's not a big deal, it's just hickey marks, why the sky has collapsed, and even wishes are gone.

Lin Cha hated himself like this, lost his vitality and was dying.

He ate a birthday cake with his parents, but he couldn't finish it, so he stuffed it into the small refrigerator casually.

After taking a bath, he lay on the sofa bed, watching the night wind blowing the curtains from time to time, and some shallow street lights came in from outside.

He thought about the photos of Yan Minglu and his boyfriend, about Yan Minglu and his plan to buy a house, and about Yan Minglu gently saying yes, I don't blame you.All these things related to Yan Minglu formed a sticky spider web that engulfed Lin Cha's thoughts, and the narrower and narrower the net, the smaller Lin Cha finally could not think about anything, and his mind was full of Yan Minglu's neck. The colorful hickeys in it.

The time is three o'clock in the morning.Insomnia is a fierce battle with oneself. At the end of the battle, you are exhausted inside and out, but your mind is still very clear.Lin Cha didn't want to waste any more time in the emptiness of waiting for sleepiness. He turned on the bedside lamp and planned to preview the next day's courseware:

Irregular heart rhythm, commonly known as arrhythmia...

heart rate.

By the time Lin Cha regained his composure, another half an hour had passed.This cognition almost shocked the cells of his whole body, and he never lost his mind when studying.

Because of the strict law, the former self has been completely out of shape and transformed into such a hollow shell.Lin Cha hated it, hated Yan Minglu, hated himself who was so restless that he couldn't sleep because of Yan Minglv.How did he become the love animal he despises the most, and he wants to survive completely attached to another person.

He started finding things for himself to do.Pale ceiling lights cast light on the ground.He was doing housework non-stop, and carefully cleaned the horns and corners, until the flowers, branches and vines embedded in the window gradually emerged from the darkness with distinct outlines.

It was dawn, and Lin Cha was paralyzed on the bed.

The morning light moved westward, and day and night passed in a straight line.A beam of warm white light shone into Lin Cha's eyes through the window glass, printing two bright red streaks in his eyelids.A tear rolled from the corner of his eye.

Why in such a good scene, he still feels that there is no new hope in the future.

Lin Cha met Yan Minglu again in the elevator room on Saturday evening. At that time, Jiang He was about to tell a new anecdote about the student union. He started with "And, Xiaocha—" and then the elevator door opened, and Yan Minglu stepped in. .

The eyes of the two exchanged quickly in mid-air for a moment, and Yan Minglu turned his back.

Jiang He stopped talking and laughing, and winked at Lin Cha: Too bad luck, it's him.

The corners of Lin Cha's mouth curled up into a smile, which was only used as a response. Jiang He didn't see the meaning of agreement, but because Lin Cha smiled very beautifully, and the dimple on his right side was slightly swirling, he didn't know he was smiling at him, and the two looked at each other. It seemed as if some kind of tacit agreement had been reached.

Yan Minglu pressed the phone in front of them.He is wearing a light blue shirt today, which is a little thin, and the muscle lines of his back are hidden under it.Lin Cha unconsciously compared him with Jiang He, and with all the Alphas he knew, all of them were inferior to Yan Minglv.

The elevator door opened on the ground floor, and the two parted ways, one left and one right, one went to the parking lot, and the other went to have dinner with the suitor.

After Lin Cha took a few steps, his phone vibrated twice in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a message from Yan Minglv:

He called you Xiaocha?

Jiang He was still shouting tea and tea beside him, bragging to him about the various benefits of that restaurant.Lin Cha smiled at him, and quickly replied to Yan Minglu with a line: Is there a problem?

Yan Minglu was fidgeting even with his fingers, he locked the screen directly without replying.

He originally thought that Lin Cha was different from Tong Ze, and would not lose his temper in such a proud way.But he didn't eat with him, so he went to find someone to piss him off.

The conversation between the two continued until Wednesday, but the first sentence of the continuation was not a good one.

That day, Lin Cha excused himself from something and didn't take Yan Minglv's car. He took the subway to Yan's house by himself, and the first sentence he said when he entered the door was: "I won't come here anymore."

It was already a bit cold in late October, and two sharp cold lights in Yan Minglu's eyes fell on Lin Cha's face, making him even colder.He twisted his temper and looked up and stared back.

"why?"

"I don't want to come."

After so many days of the Cold War, he finally couldn't hold back, and finally wanted to escalate the conflict, Yan Mingru thought.

Losing his temper to this point is exactly the same as Tong Ze.

The last meal of Lin Cha was as usual, it was not rich but not bland.Yan Minglu didn't read his editorial after dinner, but stood aside and watched Lin Cha wash the dishes.I didn't use a dishwasher, but squeezed dish soap and scrubbed it in the traditional way. The porcelain jingled when it collided, and Lin Cha's hands were as white as porcelain.

"The one in the elevator the day before yesterday," Yan Minglu suddenly asked, "is this student council president?"

"Ah."

"How did he know you?"

Jianghe airdropped friend applications for a month without any response, and finally waited for Lin Cha after a system solution practice class, and repeated the notes on the application: I want to know you.

A position like the chairman of the student union requires high social skills from the candidate. Jiang He was able to sit in this position, of course, because of his popular personality.His love history is indeed messy, but he can handle interpersonal relationships properly.Because he doesn't hold grudges, is enthusiastic, and has a bit of stubbornness that doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back.

But in front of a real person, it was inconvenient for Lin Cha to refuse his overtures. In fact, the real reason was that his mood had changed, and there was a place vacated to accommodate suitors.Lin Cha said yes, and smiled at Jiang He, asking if you were the one who sent me a friend request earlier?

Jiang He said it was him, thinking that this person had a really good smile.

Lin Cha explained that he only adds people he knows on WeChat.Jiang He immediately took out his phone and said it was okay, then they knew each other now, so he sent him another message.

"Normal acquaintance," Lin Cha's tone was the tone of announcing official business, "Don't college students only use those social channels? Classes in the same class, club activities."

They seem to have returned to the beginning of the relationship, tit for tat, every word is hostility.

"Yan Minglv, how do you think we can get to know each other? We met in a bar?"

Yan Minglu suddenly grabbed Lin Cha's white porcelain hand.

Lin Cha turned his head, Yan Minglu's eyes were dark and deep, reaching the depths of Lin Cha's heart, forcing his heart to beat.

Yan Minglv's five fingers were still fettered on his wrist, Lin Cha said to let go, but he didn't.Lin Cha broke off his fingers one by one, struggling but determinedly to wrest her hand out of his grasp.

But as soon as Lin Cha pulled his hand away, Yan Minglv pressed the kiss down.

It is indescribably arrogant.He wrapped Lin Cha's waist with one hand, imprisoning him from escaping, and pinched his chin with the other, forcing him to accept the invasion of his lips and tongue.

Lin Cha was pressed by him beside the sink and couldn't break free, so she protested with her voice.Yan Minglu hugged him tightly, and all the skeletons of his body were gathered together.Lin Cha was in so much pain that he fumbled in the bowl trough, wishing he could smash Yan Minglu's head with a bowl just like he smashed the vase on his uncle's hand back then, but he couldn't do it.

See how his bottom line has been destroyed by Yan Minglaw.

"Xiaocha," Yan Minglu looked at a vexatious child, "Stop losing your temper? I will definitely have dinner with you in the future."

It turned out that his grievances, unwillingness, and manic depression caused by tossing and turning and unable to sleep were all just a child's tantrum.

The turmoil that filled Lin Cha's heart suddenly subsided, and he asked calmly, "Do you think I lost my temper because of this?"

Yan Minglu's eyes met his. Lin Cha's eyes were transparent, and everything on his mind was inside.Yan Minglu sighed softly.

"I won't tell you, because I don't want you to think about it. I met my ex-boyfriend in Yunda last week. He asked me to take him home and left the suppressant in my car. He wanted me to give it to him that night. Send it over."

"We didn't do anything, you know, in terms of sex, I can only accept SS-level Omega."

Oh, the truth is out.

So why did Yan Mingli approach him?Why should you be so nice to him?Give him jobs, order expensive suppression rings, clothes, art exhibitions, sunsets by the sea...

Because Lin Cha is a rare SS-level Omega, if Yan Minglu wants a sexual partner, he can only be Lin Cha.

"So you just want to fuck me."

"No nonsense." Yan Minglu's eyebrows became stern.

"You're going to buy a house for your ex-boyfriend, why did you break up? It's because in your eyes, sex is more important than love. His pheromones don't match you, only my pheromones match you, so—"

"Lin Cha!" Yan Minglu interrupted in a deep voice, "I bought him a house because of his troubles, and broke up with him because of his troubles. I thought you would not be such a person."

"So... you think I'm making trouble out of no reason?"

Yan Minglu didn't make a sound, he replied with his eyes: Look, aren't you making trouble for no reason?

Lin Cha pressed her eyes with her palm, as if she wanted to push back the tears.

"It was my birthday," he said.

"I bought a cake and cooked longevity noodles myself. I...I didn't ask you for anything, I just wanted to celebrate your birthday with you. But you didn't stay, you, you went to cook noodles for others..."

"You said you didn't do anything, but...but why do you have his hickey on your neck?"

Listening to Lin Cha's intermittent sobs, Yan Minglu was silent, even his heart was still.He took off Lin Cha's hand covering his eyes, and he saw a face wet with tears.

"How do you know I cooked noodles for him?"

Lin Cha pointed to his mobile phone on the dining table.Yan Minglu unlocked it for him, and found out the WeChat records.

There was real anger in Yan Minglu's voice: "He deleted all WeChat records."

Lin Cha wiped his tears with a rough kitchen paper, and his cheeks were flushed from the hard dry paper.Yan Minglu sank his mind, put Tong Ze's affairs aside for the time being, and said to Lin Cha in a soft voice like fluttering catkins: "I pushed him away as soon as he kissed him. I don't know it's your birthday, why are you Won't tell me?"

"I want to surprise you, a birthday surprise."

But it was obviously him who celebrated his birthday.

How could he think that he was making trouble out of no reason, he had suffered such a great grievance.Lin Cha is the most heart-warming existence among all the people Yan Minglu has come into contact with.He leaned over to kiss him, but was blocked by his tear-wet hands.Lin Cha's eyes were clean and touching, and the stubbornness inside was also impeccable, with pure resistance.

"It's my fault," Yan Minglu apologized softly, "How do you want me to compensate you?"

"compensate?"

"Compensation, what do you want me to give you? I can give you anything."

A long and silent time passed, Lin Cha thought a lot.

There is an age gap between him and Yan Mingli, which is a fact. In his eyes, he is always immature and a child.

He just turned 19 years old, how easy it is to buy a necklace, watch an art exhibition, and take a walk on the beach after dinner.

Lin Cha's heart was split in two, one half was fascinated by Yan Minglu, and the other half looked coldly at himself being fascinated by him, and laughed at himself as a fool who was just beginning to love. Every movement and every movement was full of two words: cheap.

Lin Cha's mood was restored after only a corner collapsed, and his tone was surprisingly calm: "I don't need you to give it to me. I will get what I want by myself."

The feelings were burning like fire, and the misunderstanding was a rain, which temporarily stopped the love and gave him a space to think.

Do you really feel that love is bigger than the sky, is it possible to let go of ideals, let strict laws be marked, confined to the kitchen and bed, and the value of life is to have children.

Lin Cha reached behind her neck to untie the necklace.

Yan Minglu's eyes darkened, and he grabbed Lin Cha's wrist to keep him from moving: "I didn't know it was your birthday, if I knew I would definitely not leave, everything was just a misunderstanding, Xiaocha, don't be angry .”

"I didn't say anything angry. I don't want to continue with you."

"Little tea—"

"I said I don't want to continue with you." He raised his eyes and said it to Yan Minglu seriously.

Yan Minglu's hands froze in the late October air, and Lin Cha finally broke free.

The lock attached to the back of the neck was complicated, but Lin Cha patiently unlocked it.

Yan Minglu took two steps back.

Lin Cha always called him by his first name, which more or less gave him the illusion that Lin Cha matured earlier than his peers.

This is indeed how he treats life, he handles all the corners and corners by himself, and he can live in style even if he lives alone.But when facing love, that youthful age is revealed.

The love of this age is wanton squandering and there is still a lot of surplus, full of pockets in the heart, whenever there is a little bit of excitement, it will be vented instantly, and the whole world will be shaken.

In Yan Minglu's view, Lin Cha's love is as unpredictable as his ups and downs in adolescence, erupting suddenly and then disappearing suddenly.He went to get himself a glass of water, and the warm liquid flowed down his throat so that he wouldn't be so dry that he couldn't speak: "Don't make trouble."

Lin Cha's heart was stung: "Why do you still think I'm making trouble? Yan Minglu, I'm sober, why do you think I'm making trouble for no reason?"

"If you are sober, you should know that only I am the most suitable for you, Xiaocha, something happened in your family, and your peers can't give you a sense of security."

"I don't need others to give me a sense of security, Yan Minglu—"

Lin Cha took off the necklace and signaled Yan Minglu to reach out to take it, but he didn't, so Lin Cha put it by the bowl.That piece of tea leaves was lying on the white marble table at will, both silver and white are icy tones.

"Do you think I'm young, if you say you love me, you love me, if you say you don't love me, you don't love me?"

Yan Minglu did not admit it directly: "It was just a misunderstanding, we have already made it clear, and I also apologize to you."

"I know it's a misunderstanding, but I think clearly in this misunderstanding. I can't be with you, I can't give birth to you, this is not the future I want."

Yan Minglu frowned: "I never asked you like this."

Lin Cha looked at Yan Minglu.The time was formed second by second. Lin Cha watched Yan Minglu for more than ten seconds before speaking: "But if this continues, I will want to give it to you. I want you to hug me and bury me in my body .I'm going to want to give you a baby."

"My parents passed away a long time ago, and I haven't received any good news in these years. You suddenly appeared and gave me so much-maybe it's not much for you, but it's enough for me to be confused .I don't like it. I know you're just out to take care of a friend in need, but I'm still so restless that I can't sleep at night. I don't like it."

"Yan Mingli, I have been suffering from insomnia this week. I have thought a lot and figured it out. I don't want to depend on anyone to survive. I am only 19 years old, and I have no way to ensure the independence of my spiritual world. I don't want to be at this time Letting you in, becoming an indelible part of me. I don't want anyone else in my life like you."

"So," Lin Cha asked calmly, "Do you think I'm awake enough now?"