Yan Mo stood for a while, but found that Lu Jingwei showed no sign of coming out. He tried to reach out to uncover the quilt, but in return he resisted even more desperately.

Lu Jingwei pressed down on the quilt tightly and refused to open his eyes. He still couldn't distinguish between reality and dream, especially at this time when the dormitory was empty.

"What are you afraid of? They just went to the next door." After Yan Mo finished speaking, he quickly let go of his hand, and ignored Lu Jingwei, only turned around and walked to his own bed.

Hearing this, Lu Jingwei covered his ears subconsciously. After a while, he realized that it was indeed Yan Mo's voice, and after so long, there was no other abnormal thing.

Thinking this way, Lu Jingwei finally plucked up the courage to slowly reveal his eyes from under the quilt, and looked towards Yan Mo.

There was no way, he was too afraid that if he blinked, the other party would turn into a scary monster.

Lu Jingwei stared at Yan Mo for dozens of seconds, but he didn't find any sign that Yan Mo was about to turn into a ghost.

He relaxed, finally pulled the quilt up to his neck, and took a big breath of fresh air.

Lu Jingwei took the phone and looked at the time, it showed 02:30 in the morning.

He froze for a moment, then immediately rubbed his eyes a few times, and looked around again. To Lu Jingwei's surprise, he didn't see those horrible things at all.

He was a little surprised, quickly lifted the quilt, and ran to the door of the toilet. Lu Jingwei took several deep breaths before he dared to look inside.

There was no change, he saw nothing but darkness, just silence.

Lu Jingwei wiped his face, joy welled up in his heart, he began to wonder if he had got rid of the supernatural physique, otherwise, he suddenly couldn't see ghosts.

When he turned around and came back, he found that Yan Mo didn't look very well.

The other party was sitting on the head of the bed, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was covered with sweat, and a weak desk lamp was on beside the table, reflecting the half of his red ears.

The strangest thing is that Yan Mo's breathing is also very irregular, it looks like he is enduring pain.

Lu Jingwei only thought that the other party was sick, so he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the other party to see if he had a fever.

Just when he was about to cover Yan Mo's forehead, the other party suddenly opened his eyes, stepped back, and stopped him: "Don't touch me!"

Lu Jingwei was taken aback, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hand in embarrassment. He didn't understand what Yan Mo was doing, but he began to think rebelliously. Yan Mo a few times.

But the reality is that he turned around silently and sat on You Jie's bed opposite Yan Mo.

Lu Jingwei couldn't see the ghost now, so he was inevitably happy, and even the sleepiness disappeared, so he planned to chat with the other party.

Looking at the empty bed, he couldn't help asking curiously: "By the way, they didn't sleep most of the night, why did they go to the next door?"

Yan Mo stared closely at Lu Jingwei's face, the other party was wearing a black short sleeve with a big neckline, it was loosely worn on the body, revealing a small piece of skin, dazzlingly white.

While waiting for his answer, the other party quickly folded the quilt into tofu cubes, and leaned on it leisurely.

He remembered how Lu Jingwei was hiding under the quilt before, and he was clearly afraid, but the strange thing was that less than 5 minutes had passed since before, but the other party seemed to be a different person.

Yan Mo withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the balcony, and asked directly, "Can't you feel it?"

After hearing this, Lu Jingwei became even more confused. Who will tell him what he should feel?

In order to prevent the other party from treating him as a fool, Lu Jingwei hurriedly pressed his face against the wall, trying to see if it was true what Yan Mo said, and he could hear the specific content.

However, he listened for several minutes, but did not hear any valuable information.

Lu Jingwei believed that Yan Mo was playing tricks on him, and immediately looked at him dissatisfied, and asked, "Are you sure it's not your ears that have a problem?"

Yan Mo didn't look at Lu Jingwei, but picked up the cup and drank all the cold water in it.

He exhaled and replied, "I didn't ask you to listen with your ears."

Lu Jingwei's appetite was whetted even more, he sat up straight, faced Yan Mo and asked: "No, what did they do, can you explain more clearly?"

Lu Jingwei was cowardly and angry. He wanted to go out to see by himself, but when he turned his head and saw the darkness outside the corridor, he was inevitably frightened and dared not open the door easily.

What's more, Yan Mo's ambiguous attitude made him even more uncertain about the situation.Lu Jingwei's usual principle is that curiosity killed the cat, so he would rather die with the other party to the end than go out alone.

Yan Mo turned his head, and said to Lu Jingwei word by word: "My susceptibility period has arrived."

"Ah?" Lu Jingwei paused before finally realizing that he is now in the ABO world.

He remembered the other party's explanation, and immediately asked: "Then do you want an injection? Or go to the hospital?"

Lu Jingwei was a little at a loss. He remembered that it was said on the Internet that the susceptible period seemed to refer to Alpha's restless period.

No wonder, he said why everyone else ran away, so it was because of this.

Wait, doesn't that mean that now the whole dormitory smells of Yan Mo's pheromones.

Lu Jingwei moved his nose and inhaled twice on purpose, but unfortunately, he didn't smell anything.

But this effect is what he wants, otherwise, he must have been forced to shift positions because of being suppressed by Yan Mo's pheromone.

Before Lu Jingwei had time to be happy, he quickly thought whether this was the real reason why he couldn't see ghosts now.

No wonder, he said how he fell asleep, and the world became bright and quiet, so it turned out that he borrowed the light from others.

When Lu Jingwei thought of this, he instantly wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Seeing his expression, Yan Mo reminded, "I've already been given inhibitors, if you can't stand it, you'd better go out."

After hearing this, Lu Jingwei immediately retorted: "Who do you look down on! Am I that weak?"

After he finished speaking, he glared at Yan Mo unconvinced, and sat down on the bed stubbornly.

It wasn't until this time that Lu Jingwei was convinced that he really couldn't smell any pheromones, so it seemed that he didn't have to worry about being influenced by others.

But then he thought again, in this way, he seemed to be cut off from this world.

What he can see, others will never see, and what other people can perceive is also blank for him.

At this time, Lu Jingwei suddenly felt lonely. He didn't know who to tell these secrets in his heart, especially the fact that he could see ghosts.

He turned his head to look at Yan Mo, and then realized that not all of them were Alphas, but now, the others have all disappeared without a trace.

From this point of view, Yan Mo and his current situation really do not look much different.

Lu Jingwei looked at the sweat on the other person's face, walked up to Yan Mo, and asked, "Is it hard? Let me pour you another glass of water."

Without waiting for Yan Mo to agree, he reached out and took the cup from the other party's table, and walked towards the water dispenser.

[The author has something to say]: Thank you Wutong and Zouye for their recommendation tickets and monthly tickets!

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