Chapter 11 Chen Huixing will not cheat. Do you think your stubbornness...

words like elegance have nothing to do with Wei Ji.

He is just a mad dog in the lower city.

The second time Pei Jiqing met him, Wei Ji was fighting with several people. His knuckles were stained with bloody glass shards, and he was stepping on dirty water seeping from the ground. The moment his canine teeth bit the back of the dagger, blood dripped from the ends of his wolf-tail hair to the ground. He then met Pei Jiqing's eyes after school.

At that time, Pei Jiqing's mother was still alive. He was strictly controlled. Wearing a snow-white school uniform shirt, he stood there and was out of tune with everything around him.

She told Pei Jiqing that these people were rats entrenched in the lower city. All they had in mind was violence. Wei Ji rubbed the bloody dagger on the clothes of the person on the ground, and kicked the person in the knee. Soon he heard a cry of pain.

The surveillance cameras here had been shot up by them with slingshots. This road was originally the only way for Pei Jiqing to go to school. He thought to himself that he was unlucky.

"Good student, go through."

Wei Ji pointed the way to Pei Jiqing.

Pei Jiqing pursed his lips, clutched his schoolbag and walked away. A motorcycle came from outside the block. Wei Ji kicked away several defeated men lying in front of him. At that time, a kind of low-quality pheromone stimulant was circulated on the black market in the downtown area. Wei Ji was naturally involved. The police surrounded the abandoned warehouse where they lived. Wei Ji fled with the account book. The flames licked the pages, and Pei Jiqing's room welcomed an uninvited guest.

Knock knock knock -

when Pei Jiqing was still doing the questions, he suddenly saw a person outside his window. Wei Ji's whole face was pressed against the window: "Good student, open the window."

Pei Jiqing opened the window in surprise and saw that Wei Ji had climbed up to the third floor by climbing the pipe. He was so scared that he closed the window again. Soon a cry of pain was heard.

"I'll just stay for a while!"

After that, Pei Jiqing was harassed by Wei Ji.

Being turned away did not prevent Wei Ji from appearing beside Pei Jiqing. On the way to and from school, Wei Ji would follow Pei Jiqing not far away with his hands in his pockets.

Pei Jiqing's white shirt was always ironed without wrinkles, and the strap of his schoolbag was stuck neatly in the middle of his shoulder blades. Wei Ji was leaning against the alley with a mint in his mouth, looking at Pei Jiqing. He was wearing a black leather jacket, and the earrings on his earlobes flickered in the shadows as he chewed the candy. The mocking voices cursing the illegitimate child just came from behind, and Pei Jiqing had just turned another page in his English vocabulary book when he heard the dull sound of fists hitting flesh not far away.

The yellow-haired gangster was stepped on the ground by Wei Ji, who kicked him and said, "If you curse me again, I'll kill you next time!"

Wei Ji was such a good fighter.

Pei Jiqing lowered his eyes and looked away.

Wei Ji followed with his bleeding knuckles. At the next intersection, Pei Jiqing handed him the Band-Aid in his pocket.

Wei Ji smiled ostentatiously at Pei Jiqing, his metal earrings tempered into gold by the setting sun, and said, "You finally paid attention to me." Pei Jiqing turned his head away and said, "Don't come to me anymore

." Wei Ji suddenly

leaned close to Pei Jiqing gently. Pei Jiqing trembled slightly in the hot breath exhaled by Wei Ji.

Wei Ji did not tear off the Band-Aid wrapper, but deliberately put it to his lips and kissed it. Pei Jiqing's fair face immediately turned light red, and immersed in the orange-red sunset, was his neck that was stretched straight.

They did have a good time.

Because of Wei Ji, Pei Jiqing put down the rusty knife he was holding, and did not have to fight with homeless people for food.

But then Pei Jiqing's mother passed away.

Pei Jiqing dropped out of school the year his mother died.

Damp mildew spread on the wallpaper of the motel, and cheap cigarettes burned round holes in the yellowed sheets, like the moon on their escape.

Wei Ji worked for others, tampering with batches of goods and adjusting the weights, making a huge profit from the price difference. The pay was very generous, and Pei Jiqing had to rely on Wei Ji for support.

During the period when his mother had just died, Pei Jiqing was in a daze all day long and was being chased for debt. He lived with Wei Ji in a small container house, surrounded by piles of industrial salt and the salty sea breeze. Wei Ji went out every night, carrying a luggage bag full of tools like wrenches. He bit the flashlight and propped up the rusty shelves with a vague smile, "We'll leave here after we finish these orders."

Wei Ji was worried about Pei Jiqing, and sometimes he would take him with him when he went out at night. Pei Jiqing stared at the numbers jumping on the weighing screen and watched Wei Ji and his men use magnets to interfere with the freight crane scale.

A layer of cold ice crystals formed on Pei Jiqing's eyelashes, giving rise to a suffocating feeling of being on the run. He wondered if this was the life he wanted. But was there any other way out?

But Wei Ji was the one he loved at the time, so he deliberately avoided certain questions, like a lost lamb, unsure of the future, and almost sacrificing himself.

When the night fell like a pool of spilled ink over the containers, Pei Jiqing would always think of the late autumn rain, carrying the stench of decay from the downtown area. Wei Ji, shrouded in the twilight, pushed open his window and said, "Come with me." A shadow flowed between his brows, and his fingertips were stained with blood.

"Aaron, wait for us at the dock." Aaron was their driver. After Wei Ji finished his work, he tossed the jammer into the trunk, got in the car, and grabbed Pei Jiqing's wrist. "After we finish this job and have the money, we'll open an auto repair shop. You'll be the boss, and I'll work for you."

It was a beautiful idea, but the truth soon came to light, and they were all wanted for fraud.

Wei Ji and Pei Jiqing hid for nearly six months, leading a miserable life. They stole things, and Wei Ji even beat an Alpha to a bloody pulp for him.

Pei Jiqing suffered terribly during that six months, even having to use low-quality suppressants during estrus. At that time, Pei Jiqing told himself that he never wanted to live like this again.

Wei Ji offered to mark him, but Pei Jiqing refused. At that time, Pei Jiqing was in poor health.

Pei Jiqing told him not to do such dangerous things again and to find a legitimate job. He didn't want to live in such fear anymore.

They had a big fight.

But later, Wei Ji took another risk for the sake of brotherhood. A Long's daughter needed treatment for a heart disease, and he ended up in prison.

On the day the bail money arrived, Pei Jiqing saw Wei Ji in shackles in the visiting room, looking extremely miserable. Qi Rongyin gave Pei Jiqing some money.

Pei Jiqing used the money to bail Wei Ji out and gave it to A Long's wife.

After Wei Ji was released from prison, Pei Jiqing decided to go back to school and broke up with Wei Ji, who then disappeared.

The two men's disguises shattered, and Wei Ji flicked the ash onto the table, sneering, "Yes, I'm a scoundrel, no match for the glamorous Commander. You used the chastity arch in front of me because you didn't want me to mark you, but you managed to marry someone else so quickly! Pei Jiqing, you're such a hypocrite!"

Wei Ji felt foolish. He had respected Pei Jiqing, so he wouldn't touch him unless he agreed. Yet, he quickly fell in love with another Alpha, forming the most intimate relationship in the world.

The altar he had been reluctant to touch had long since had its curtains torn off and the incense burned to ashes. Even the statue was branded with the fire mark of a stranger.

Pei Jiqing folded his arms and looked at Wei Ji coldly. He suddenly leaned over, took the cigarette and lighter from Wei Ji, and took a puff. In the hazy smoke, he was incredibly beautiful.

The moment the mint popping beads exploded between his teeth, his pale face was engulfed in a green mist. Pei Jiqing leaned back in his chair and said, "The facts prove that we made the right choice, didn't we?"

The tail note was wrapped in the sweet rust of nicotine. Pei Jiqing held the cigarette butt in his knuckles. He hadn't tasted this taste for a long time and missed it very much. He let the gray embers fall into the wine glass, and his smooth knuckles turned jade-colored.

"You have the life you want now, and I am living a good life too, which proves that our separation is a good choice."

Wei Ji almost gritted his teeth: "Yes, it's a good choice, but I just asked you to wait for me..."

He never thought that Pei Jiqing would fall into the arms of another person so quickly.

Pei Jiqing emphasized: "Wei Ji, we had already broken up at that time."

Wei Ji's tongue touched his canine teeth, with resentment in his eyes: "Pei Jiqing, did you really love me? Did you never think of letting me mark you at the beginning?"

This is simply a common problem of Alphas, thinking that a mark can completely shackle Omega by their side.

Pei Jiqing suddenly chuckled sarcastically, "So you've been brooding over this for years."

He deliberately loosened his tie, exposing his collarbone, then turned and pulled down his collar to reveal his marked gland. Dark red teeth marks etched into pale flesh, surrounded by a lingering brooding blue—bruises where Alpha's stimulant had burst through the subcutaneous blood vessels.

"Sorry, I've already been marked by my Alpha."

The Alpha's canines would unconsciously rub against the base of the gland as they penetrated it, like some unforgotten animal identifying its prey's most vulnerable point.

Pei Jiqing still remembered the moment Chen Huixing marked him, his scorching breath scorching against the back of his trembling neck. His fingers clasped Pei Jiqing's wrist, immobilizing him. The bitter orange fragrance surging beneath the thin skin of his neck seemed to be shrouded in dampness, ready to be crushed by his sharp teeth.

Pei Jiqing also remembered the way his curled knuckles repeatedly scratched the sheets, the pain of the gland being bitten, tingling with numbness that spread across his tailbone.

He could clearly feel Chen Huixing's Adam's apple pressing against his throbbing veins, his fierce canines piercing his skin with tender licks, like the male beasts of ancient tribes marking their territory, only willing to tenderly lick away the scars after their sharp teeth have stained their prey with blood.

Their intertwined breaths mingled with the scent of blood and two pheromones. The Alpha's knuckles clenched, pale blue, their bulging veins visible. New scars overlapped old ones on Pei Jiqing's neck glands, like a brand. Amidst the pain and trembling, a twisted sense of belonging emerged.

As moonlight streamed through the overlapping shadows, Pei Jiqing half-heard Chen Huixing whispering against his soaked hair.

Pei Jiqing had always felt that this behavior resembled that of an unevolved animal, tearing out a primal, bloody passion beneath a civilized veneer.

All Alphas were alike.

The glass reflected the Alpha's suddenly constricted pupils.

It was as if pheromones belonging to another Alpha were slowly seeping out, a scent of the same nature as his own. Wei Ji's Adam's apple rolled heavily, and his knuckles turned blue and white from excessive force.

Those teeth marks from repeated bites were like some kind of secret invitation. Wei Ji himself was an Alpha. When he saw Pei Jiqing's glands, he knew what kind of ravage they had suffered. He could tell that perhaps Pei Jiqing's Alpha's teeth had visited here last night.

How had this body been tossed and turned under the mark of a strange Alpha?

Pei Jiqing buttoned his clothes and turned around again: "If you care about this, then I tell you, I actually thought about it, but I really couldn't get over it in my heart."

"But I saw you when you were looking for someone else."

Wei Ji's eyes widened.

That was the day when Pei Jiqing and the others were in the salt field container. Wei Ji went out for a drink with his brothers, and they helped Wei Ji to cover for him.

Pei Jiqing, fearing Wei Ji might be too drunk, went to pick him up. He then saw Wei Ji finding someone else to vent his feelings. He saw Wei Ji entering the hotel with a stranger in his arms, and when he heard the panting coming from the room, he suddenly felt sick.

In the silent hotel corridor, Pei Jiqing heard the thick, suppressed sobs, like the dying whimper of a trapped animal, emanating from just beyond the door.

Pei Jiqing's fingertips touched his forehead, and a chill ran along his nerve endings to his temples. He smelled the sickly sweet aroma of omega-3 in the air.

The cigarette burned crimson between his fingers, the nicotine temporarily numbing his restless glands. As the third cigarette butt crushed at his feet, Pei Jiqing's fingertips trembled.

Pei Jiqing tried to accept, but he truly couldn't.

Pei Jiqing was so weak at the time that he couldn't be marked. Wei Ji, during his vulnerable period, had fought back his desire, pressing his sweaty forehead against Pei Jiqing's collarbone and saying, "Just you is all I need in this life."

He hadn't anticipated how short Wei Ji's life would be.

Pei Jiqing went back pretending nothing had happened. He vomited many times in the bathroom wearing thin clothes. Whenever he thought of Wei Ji and the Omega, he would feel sick.

"Why are you sitting here?"

Wei Ji hugged him from behind and rubbed behind his ear. Wei Ji's kiss fell on the top of his head, and he tried to explain in a way that made things more obvious: "Someone was drunk just now and spilled wine on my shirt, so I changed my clothes. It's really bad luck."

Pei Jiqing vomited again.

When Pei Jiqing lay weakly on the bed, the moment the mattress sank, Pei Jiqing closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. Wei Ji pressed his warm chest against him, and his palms covered his stomach.

Pei Jiqing didn't even have the strength to push Wei Ji away.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" The murmur of pity spread in the darkness, like the countless nights they slept in each other's arms.

Pei Jiqing opened his eyes and didn't feel sleepy at all. Wei Ji hugged him from behind many times and said that he was most afraid of losing him in this life.

Pei Jiqing did not sleep that night. When the morning light pierced through the clouds, Pei Jiqing felt that the person behind him was exactly the same as when he first met him at the age of seventeen. Why did he suddenly rot?

It was as if the pain during the differentiation period came too slowly. His glands were always aching, and he could not be marked by the Alpha.

Years later, Wei Ji seemed to be in a dream: "...So you saw that...I just..."

No wonder Pei Jiqing resisted his approach since then.

"...I was..."

Wei Ji wanted to say that he was just venting his desire at that time, and the person he only loved was still Pei Jiqing, but the words turned into hoarse sobs on his lips. But when he met Pei Jiqing's eyes, all his excuses were pale and powerless.

He suddenly felt his stomach twitch. It turned out that he had lost Pei Jiqing with his own hands.

But Wei Ji couldn't understand, even if Pei Jiqing was angry with him and slapped him, why didn't he say anything, but silently planned to leave.

He pulled the corners of his mouth, but he just hated Pei Jiqing for abandoning him. He could not be happy because it was obvious that only he could give him happiness.

Why couldn't he forgive him?

Jealousy and regret simply clouded Wei Ji's mind, causing him to irrationally attack all the suspicious people he thought had destroyed his happiness.

So he said, "Do you think your executive officer is innocent? Pei Jiqing, there is no such absolutely loyal person in the world. Don't be naive. If he touches someone else, will you leave him as cruelly as you did to me? You won't."

Pei Jiqing looked at him and said, "He won't."

Chen Huixing will not cheat.