After Beta was not humble and chased back, Scum A became humble

He and He Jing were not like this before, they had obviously had the most pure and beautiful relationship.

……

At the beginning, like many ordinary boys, he clumsily but earnestly pursued the person he liked. At that time, the two of them were on the same level.

He can ask He Jing out to play ball anytime and anywhere, he can even save money to buy a rose in a flower shop, skip class and go to He Jing's school, stand at the door of the classroom and wait for a class, and then in front of the whole class He gave him flowers with a big face, like all the second-year boys at that age, the more others teased him, the more proud he was.

He Jing didn't know him very well at the time, and he neither rejected nor accepted his overtures, and let him mess around with a good temper.

At that time, he really felt that He Jing was really too kind, and he had to marry He Jing in this life... If it was impossible, he could marry him.

He really liked He Jing, so much that he was bound to win.

Then... then suddenly changed.

No matter how vague the memory was, everything related to He Jing was as clear as glass that had been polished over and over again.

The node of the relationship change was the year of graduation from the third year of junior high school, when Lin Hen split up.

It was just a little uncomfortable that night, and my mother sensitively took him to the hospital immediately for an examination. As a result, he differentiated into a Beta without knowing anything.

Nothing special, just ordinary.

Lin Hen was depressed for a long time, he thought that he would differentiate into Alpha and be able to protect He Jing.

But when he was young, he was always so optimistic and whimsical. Within a few hours, he cheered up again, and sent a message to He Jing, telling him that he had split up, that he was a Beta, but a very powerful Beta.

After finishing speaking, he bought flowers to see He Jing and made a routine confession.

This time, he was stopped by the housekeeper.

"It's not convenient for the young master to see you now, so go back."

Lin Hen still remembered Lao Zhou's words. He insisted on seeing He Jing, but Lao Zhou had no choice but to ask for him. In the end, he was let in.

There were a lot of people in He Jing's family that night. They were well dressed and well-looking, and their words and deeds made Lin Hen look out of place, like a commoner who strayed into a noble castle.

But Lin Hen didn't think there was anything wrong, he didn't know where the confidence came from, and he ran over excitedly to confess his love to He Jing with a rose that cost 12 yuan each.

He Jing just looked at him indifferently, the emotions in his eyes seemed to be laughing, but also seemed to be playing around, leaving him where he was in front of this group of people.

The laughter of the people around him was ear-piercing, and Lin Hen heard someone say: "A Beta, confessing to a top Alpha, what a piss|□□ Want to eat swan meat, it's a whimsical idea."

Only then did Lin Hen know that the night before, He Jing had split into a top Alpha, which was completely different from a Beta.

It was also after that day that the status of the two began to tilt.

As he got closer to He Jing, Lin Hen saw more and more people around He Jing, more and more beautiful, especially those Omegas, men and women, each more delicate and beautiful than the other.

He stood in front of He Jing like a wolfhound whose territory had been invaded, baring his teeth viciously at everyone who tried to get closer.

He Jing didn't respond at first, but finally got annoyed and said to him directly: "Lin Hen, stay away from me."

This was the first time that He Jing drove him away bluntly. At that moment, Lin Hen was instantly dumbfounded. There was no room for him to take a step back, standing on the sidelines, and letting He Jing flirt with those people.

He thought that He Jing would forgive him and accept him slowly, but this was just the beginning.

He Jing is so good, so good that he doesn't even need to do anything or say anything, just standing there, there are countless people rushing towards him, so many, so many, he can't stop him at all, and he doesn't dare to stop him, he can only watch helplessly They stood beside He Jing one by one, unable to do anything.

For the first time, Lin Hen felt the gap between him and He Jing.

Even if they go to the same high school, they are not in the same class, and even if they try their best to come to the same class, they will not sit together.

As long as He Jing doesn't nod his head, he will never be nothing.

He had a very irritable temper at the time, and he got angry when he saw He Jing getting close to his classmates. He couldn't do anything under the pressure of He Jing, so he simply threatened He Jing and changed his seat at the back table, sitting behind He Jing and watching him every day.

Young and ignorant, he became angry every day, and thought he was affectionate.

At that time, there was a kind of toffee with a particularly beautiful wrapping that was popular in school. I don’t know who led it. If someone in the class fell in love, they would give out candy to the whole class.

When Lin Hen heard about it, he immediately went to buy a large box, giving He Jing five today, two tomorrow, and one the day after tomorrow, playing a childish and boring confession game.

But there were too many people who gave He Jing things, one was more expensive than the other, and his candies were always the least conspicuous, so Lin Hen had the cheek to learn how to fold thousands of paper cranes and fold hearts with the girls in the class, Fold paper airplanes every day, throw them on He Jing's desk after folding, watch him from behind, and tell him to take them apart.

He Jing never dismantled it once, every time Lin Hen angrily found his Thousand Paper Crane in the trash can, then picked it out with a dark face, disassembled it by himself, and looked at the seriously written "I really fucking like it" You", couldn't help frowning.

……

Later, on He Jing's birthday, the two of them did it.

There are surprises and surprises.

In fact, even after He Jing said those stupid things to him, Lin Hen still felt that the relationship between the two of them was different. If He Jing could touch him, it meant that He Jing might like him too, and he still had a chance.

...how naive.

Lin Hen had been smoking in the corridor, and he came back to his senses only after smoking a pack of cigarettes while pinching the empty one. He went upstairs numbly and went home, buried in the quilt, unwilling to think or do anything.

When he was woken up by the alarm clock the next morning, Lin Hen had a splitting headache, his whole body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice hole, and his mind was so burned that he couldn't wake up.

Lin Yueqiu was in a hurry to catch the morning shift. After cooking, he called him and went out. Lin Hen lay on the bed and struggled for a long time before sitting up. His muscles were sore all over his body, his right palm was shaking with pain, and the peak of his fist was swollen into a steamed bun. Without using his left hand to unscrew the water glass with one hand, even drinking water with a hoarse throat made him frown in pain.

He rested for a while, and sent a text message to the head teacher to ask for leave. Then he got out of bed and turned over the thermometer. He measured it, and it was 39 degrees.

"It's ready..." Lin Hen sniffed, unable to breathe.

He conveniently took out a box of antipyretics he bought last time, one at a time in the instruction manual, he took out two and ate them, walked to the kitchen like stepping on cotton, wet a towel and pressed it on his head.

The shredded potatoes fried by my mother in the morning, Lin Hen felt like throwing up when he smelled the oil, so he didn't eat a bite and went back to the house under the quilt to continue sleeping.

It was even more uncomfortable to lie down with a stuffy nose. My head hurt because of the blockage. I couldn't sleep well after tossing and turning. I was still in a semi-comatose state.

In the evening, Lin Hen was woken up by the ringtone of the mobile phone, touched the mobile phone, opened his eyelids and looked at the caller ID.

Xu Shuangfan.

Lin Hen cleared his throat and answered in a hoarse voice: "Hello?"

"Lin Hen, the foreman is going to roll call, why didn't you come to work?"

Lin Hen was taken aback for a moment, and reluctantly raised his head to look at the wall clock - at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, he actually slept all day.

"I—cough, I have a cold," Lin Hen propped up the bed and sat up, dizzy and dizzy, his whole body was hot from sleeping, and he didn't know if the fever had subsided, his voice was hoarse like a broken gong, and every word he said was like Spitting out the blade, "Excuse me, help me, um...please ask me for a vacation."

"Are you sick?" Xu Shuangfan's voice was tinged with anxiety, "Then have you gone to the clinic? Your voice is so hoarse, are you at home by yourself? I'll accompany you to the clinic! Where is your home, I'll be right there! "

Xu Shuangfan usually does everything in a low voice, but suddenly he said a series of machine guns, Lin Hen realized it after a while, and wanted to laugh: "...No need."

"That won't work!" Xu Shuangfan rummaged through things, "I'll ask the foreman for leave, and I'll take you to the clinic. If you are sick, you can't delay. If the two of us are sick, what will we do at home..."

"..." Lin Hen sighed, "Then come here, thank you."

Half an hour later there was a knock on the door, and Lin Hen opened the door dragging his crumbling body.

The temperature has cooled in the past two days, Xu Shuangfan is wearing an old padded jacket that is obviously two sizes too big, wearing a mask and scarf, carrying a bag of fruit in his hand, and only two eyes are left wide open.

"Lin Hen! Your face is so red!"

Lin Hen let him in, moving slowly: "Really, sit down casually first, and I'll pour you a glass of water."

"No, no, no," Xu Shuangfan stopped him, and looked at him cautiously, "Hurry up and change your clothes, I'll take you to get your IV drip, you haven't eaten yet, I'll go to the shop to pack some food for you later, You eat while hanging."

Lin Hen couldn't resist him, so he just put on a padded jacket and went out with him.

Xu Shuangfan wanted to help him at first, but Lin Hen refused. When he quarreled with He Jing, he was tough, but afterwards he couldn't help being affected.

He now avoids any pheromones.

After arriving at the community clinic, Lin Hen and Xu Shuangfan were scolded by the old doctor.

"Nonsense! It's your fate to have such a fever for a day without burning stupid! Why do you need a hospital if you take antipyretics for everything? Can't you just take medicine? You, bring him a cup of hot water, and sit quietly. The current child ..."

Xu Shuangfan hurriedly ran over to pour water for Lin Hen. Lin Hen was pushed to sit on the bed by the old doctor, and he didn't dare to say "I don't think it's serious" after all.

After giving Lin Hen a good needle, the old doctor pushed his glasses, and went back to the back room to listen to the cross talk after hiding his merits and fame.

Xu Shuangfan kept watching him open the curtain and went out before whispering to Lin Hen: "Lin Hen, what do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you, your face is pale from hunger."

"No need," Lin Hen licked his lips, tasted a bit of blood, and it was dry and bleeding, "I'm not hungry."

"It's not that you're not hungry, it's that you're too hungry. When I catch a cold, I don't like to eat, but it's not easy to get better if I don't eat." Xu Shuangfan put the peeled oranges into his hands, put on his clothes again, and tightened his grip. Put on a scarf and wrap it like a polar bear, "I'll go buy you a small ravioli, I saw it when I came here just now, and you can still drink some hot soup."

Lin Hen laughed, "Okay, thank you."

Xu Shuangfan smirked and went out with his schoolbag on his back.

Lin Hen leaned on the hospital bed and took a deep breath, wondering if it was because of a cold and his heart ached.

Thinking about it now, every time there was a quarrel, he was the one who was injured and retreated. It seemed that since the first retreat, he had never been able to move forward, and He Jing never gave him a chance to move forward.

Every slight tenderness is a heavier bondage, binding him tightly, dragging him into a deeper and colder abyss...

Things like feelings always torture the person who is more serious. The more you respect the feelings, the more humble you will be... If you talk about fairness, it will be even more ridiculous. It is what you want to like, and no one is forcing you.

The mistake was that he met the most amazing young man at the age when he was the most passionate and easily moved.