After being scumbag by my ex, I fell in love with his nemesis

After class, Professor Zhou called Jiang Ran out alone.

Gu Cixin had a broken leg, so he collected things in a leisurely manner.

After everyone in the class had almost left, Jiang Ran came back with a blank face. Gu Cixin patted his bag, "Go back?"

Jiang Ran pursed her lower lip without moving.

Gu Cixin asked, "What's wrong?"

"Teacher Zhou knows that you know how to play Guzheng." Jiang Ran hooked the backpack strap with his little finger and frowned, "He asked us to come together, saying that you are a student of the Department of Computer Science, and also a student of the Academy of Fine Arts. You can kill two birds with one stone."

Gu Cixin nodded, "What's wrong?"

"..." Jiang Ran hesitated, "Are you going?"

"Go." Gu Cixin hooked his lips, "Why don't you go?"

Jiang Ran frowned even harder.

"Teacher Jiang," Gu Cixin called him, "but I'm only a third-level amateur, and I still need your guidance when the time comes."

After the matter was finalized, the two went downstairs together.

When he arrived at the gate of the college, Jiang Ran suddenly said, "You go back first, I have to go to the studio."

"Huh?" Gu Cixin turned his head, "What's the matter? Shall I go with you?"

"...No need." Jiang Ran refused: "I have something to do, you go back first."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Gu Cixin's legs, "Can you go back by yourself?"

After rejecting Gu Cixin's colleagues, he walked slowly to the studio.

In fact, he had nothing to do, he just thought of confessing his love, and felt awkward when he was with the other party again.

He couldn't solve the dilemma in his heart, so he had to escape.

He went upstairs to the private studio.

The small rose on the wall was still hanging, with his initials written on the lower right corner, but because the curtains were drawn for a long time in the studio, the rose also lost its color in the dark space.

Jiang Ran sighed and sat down in front of Gu Cixin's drawing board.

What is he embarrassing about?

Jiang Ran felt as if he was sick. It was fine if he couldn't say a word he used to reject people in the past. When he was with Gu Cixin, his heartbeat would often speed up. If this continued, he would really lose sight of himself.

He had no way to refuse the other party's approach, nor could he convince himself to accept it.

It was like being stuck in the middle, unable to get up or down.

This feeling is too difficult.

He used to come to the studio often when he didn't have to go to class, so Gu Cixin should be too.

His easel was placed side by side with his own, and because it was something he used frequently, there was still a little pheromone stained on it.

Jiang Ran suddenly remembered the post about Gu Cixin's pheromone taste in the forum.

That time when they were in the art classroom, Gu Cixin briefly suppressed Wu Feilai with pheromones. Not long after, someone discussed in the post bar, saying that his smell was very cold and heavy, like an extremely cold Freezing day, no temperature.

The forum personnel in their school have always had a lot of activities. According to Alpha, this smell is really sad, and I can't live on it at all. When I smell it, I want to knock my head on the ground. It's just like him, without emotion.

But Jiang Ran had heard it so many times, but he felt that the other party's pheromone was so gentle that he could even judge the other party's mood from the pheromone.

Depressed, joyful, and lost, he knew that he was not without feelings.

He just hides his feelings.

Jiang Ran sat in the studio for a long time, so long that he didn't know that since he was asleep, his skin was a little hot. He didn't take it seriously, got up and planned to leave, probably because he sat for too long and ate too little breakfast. The moment he got up, he felt dizzy.

Helpless, he had no choice but to sit down again while holding the easel.

At this time, the sense of smell becomes extremely sensitive and picky. The wooden easel, the dusty studio for too long, and the thick paint are not as good as the faint smell of snow on the tip of the nose.

Jiang Ran rubbed her temples, thinking, it should be hypoglycemia.

He bent down and lay down on the easel lightly, intending to rest for a while.

But the discomfort of dizziness became more and more intense, and soon swept through the whole body.

In a daze, Jiang Ran felt that someone called his name, but he couldn't open his eyes, so he had to lie on the easel and answer. After that, the studio returned to silence without any sound.

Faintly, he felt as if something was entangled with him, that thing was gentle and delicate, like soft air, which couldn't be touched, but it surrounded his whole body and relieved his discomfort.

He closed his eyes and snorted softly. As soon as he moved his elbow, he was immediately held again.

Jiang Ran froze for two seconds, then woke up suddenly.

A voice came from behind, "Are you awake?"

The Adam's apple rolled slightly, "Gu, resignation?"

"I'm here."

After the people behind responded to him, the strength in their arms increased a bit, as if they wanted to rub him into the marrow of their bones.

Jiang Ran's heart speeded up uncontrollably, "Why are you here?"

Gu Cixin hugged him from behind, and said in a low voice, "You are absent from class in the afternoon, I will come to you."

afternoon?

Wasn't it morning when he came?

Jiang Ran turned his head to look at the window. The tulle curtains blocked some light, making it difficult for him to tell what the weather was like.

"I overslept?"

"No." Gu Cixin explained, "You are allergic."

Jiang Ran froze for a moment, remembering the discomfort and dizziness on his skin when he was about to leave in the morning.

"How did you find out? I don't even feel any pain."

Gu Cixin said succinctly, "When I came, you were drowsy and your skin was covered with red marks. It might just be the beginning."

Jiang Ran nodded and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Gu Cixin didn't speak any more.

There is no sound in the quiet studio. I don't know what time it is. Jiang Ran is sitting here, and he can still hear the noise of the students downstairs.

He lowered his eyelashes and could see Gu Cixin holding his hand, exactly the same as when they hugged for the first time.

But obviously, everything has long been different.

Jiang Ran pursed her lower lip, "Gu Cixin."

"In the future, stop doing this."

Gu Cixin paused, his voice was a little cold, "What?"

For some reason, he felt that Gu Cixin's gentle voice at this time made him unbearable. They were too compatible, and he could feel the other party's emotions from the other party's pheromones, but he never thought that the same The feeling will also appear on Gu Cixin.

Ever since Jiang Ran woke up, he was aware of the other party's emotions, surprise, shyness, and what he didn't want to face the most, escape.

If Jiang Ran doesn't know his feelings, it's okay, he can wait until he sorts everything out.

Anyway, he has been waiting for so many years.

But he escaped.

He chose to retract into the shell, sealed his ears, blinded his eyes, and shut him out.

"I can't be too selfish." Jiang Ran said, "I can't repay you for helping me like this."

Gu Cixin's strength increased a bit, but his tone remained calm, "I don't need anything in return."

"No."

"Well, speak slowly, and I'll listen."

The more considerate and patient he was, the more Jiang Ran felt uneasy. He didn't like to owe others, but he had already unconsciously owed a lot to the people behind him.

He likes him.

The best way to repay your sincerity is to return your sincerity.

But for the time being, he still can't do it.

He couldn't tell what his feelings were.

"Is it because I'm an omega?"

Gu Cixin paused, "You think so?"

"Feel sorry."

Gu Cixin hummed, and leaned against his shoulder, "Not at all, don't you like it?"

Jiang Ran pursed her lower lip and almost spoke.

What is it like?

He has thought about this question many times.

He remembered that his grandmother told him that if he had many friends and only one of them was special, then he would definitely give that person the most beautiful flower in the whole garden. If so, then he liked it.

However, he didn't have a garden full of flowers, and he didn't know which one to give Gu Cixin.

In terms of emotions, he has always been dull, but there is only one thing he is sober about, that is, no matter what, don't delay others.

But it's also quite funny to say, he has been in love with Wu Feilai for more than a year, and in the end, he didn't even know if he had any relationship, but after thinking about it, it hasn't always been like this for so many years.

There were many people who confessed to him, but there were also many who talked about him behind his back.

He still remembers that when he was in high school, he helped the teacher hold the textbooks. When he passed the corner, he heard someone say that he was as cold as wood, and his coldness was as if he was pretending. To die alone.

His emotions, his joys, anger, sorrows and joys, were lost in the long river of memory along with Xiao Jiangran who could laugh with a safety lock in grandma's dv.

He relies on Gu Cixin and can't help but look for him, but is this really like him?

Liking is not dependence, it's just a lie told to him by the combination of pheromone and fit.

Jiang Ran didn't know how to continue explaining, he sighed, "Gu Cixin."

"never mind."

The people behind them didn't speak for a long time.

He even felt that the people behind him were frozen in place.

In fact, he was really nailed in place. Jiang Ran had never been rejected, so he didn't know how hard it was to be rejected by the person he liked. He could feel it, but he would never understand it.

The pheromone in the air lost control for a moment, but soon, it returned to calm.

Jiang An lowered his eyes.

The force holding him gradually diminished, Gu Cixin let go of his hand.

"Okay." With.West.group.hate.

He only said one word.

He also left only this word.

Jiang Ran lowered his head, he couldn't see Gu Cixin's expression, and he didn't know if the other party had looked at him for the last time, he only heard the other party opened the door and then closed it again.

The sound of footsteps stayed in the empty corridor for a long time. From the classroom to the stairwell, Jiang Ran listened for a while, only to realize that the person had already gone downstairs.

The studio was once again silent, with only a trace of cool breathing left.

It seems that the tenderness and tenderness just now are just a dream, startled by the birds in early spring, and nothing is left when I wake up.

He said forget it.

He said yes.

He just wanted this result from the beginning, but he got it, but it was not as easy as imagined.

He simply tidied up, looked at the time, and calculated that he only missed two classes, and he didn't even plan to go to the remaining two classes, but after thinking about it carefully, he was not sick, nor was he broken in love , There is no reason to skip class that can be put on the table, so I still took the textbook and went to the classroom.

Obviously, he didn't know he was alone in thinking this way. Less than 5 minutes into the class, Gu Cixin also appeared at the door.

Jiang Ran lowered his head in a hurry, and he didn't even hear what the other party explained to the teacher. When he realized it, the other party had passed by his side and sat back in his old seat.

He took the window seat for a year.

The teacher continued to teach, the two little Omegas in the back row were still rustling, and everything was back to the way it was before.

As it should be, but that's...

Jiang Ran lowered his eyes, as if a little uncomfortable.

It was he who pushed the other party away, and in the end, he was also the one who felt uncomfortable.

He stared blankly at the blank space on the left. Out of the corner of his eye, he could still see the person by the window. The person had his head down, earphones in his ears, and he was writing something with a pen.

This feeling of restlessness lasted until after school. He glanced at it from the corner of his eyes when he put away his things, only to realize that the person by the window had long since disappeared.

He didn't even notice.

The noise in the classroom became one, and groups of three or four were discussing. He was frozen in place, and his heart sank heavily.

The dinner was delivered in the cafeteria, and the taste was very ordinary. Jiang Ran ate two bites casually, and then took it out.

When passing by the opposite bedroom, he paused briefly, then turned and entered the bedroom.

He didn't sleep well, he kept implying that it was okay for him all night, just get used to it, he fell asleep in a dark broken dream, but when he opened the door in the morning, the indescribable discomfort came to his heart again .

The morning in the dormitory has always been a scenic spot. You can hear the noise in the corridor through a door. There are some people who are carrying towels and buckets and leaving the solo guards. to the cafeteria.

Just through a door, listening to the voice, you can feel the emotions of those people.

It's just a door, the people inside can't see him, and he can't see the people inside.

That door became the mountain and the sea, putting the most insurmountable distance in the world between them.

This distance was determined by him himself.

Jiang Ran knew that that person would not stand here waiting for him again.