Yanling omega doesn't want to talk

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The tables and chairs made harsh scraping noises, and the noisy class fell silent instantly. Everyone involuntarily turned their heads and looked at Qiao Yan who was standing there.

Qiao Yan glanced at Lin Xiao coldly, turned around and left through the back door of the classroom.

"Brother Xiao, you..." Chen Le seemed to want to say a few words for Qiao Yan, but he kept his mouth shut under Lin Xiao's gaze.

He made a movement of zipping his mouth, and turned back spontaneously.

The students around also turned their faces away in a secretive way, and started whispering one after another.

The tip of Lin Xiao's nose seemed to be filled with the clear scent of orchids just now. Looking at the small notebook on Qiao Yan's desk for communication, he felt inexplicably agitated.

An inexplicable little mute.

Pheromones don't know how to cover them well.

No one at home told him?

... I don't know how to check.

As soon as Lin Xiao became irritable, he habitually touched the cigarette case, but suddenly remembered that he was in the classroom. If he really smoked, he would be chased and scolded by the old man of the dean.

Really annoying.

——His smell is too strong, why hasn't it dissipated.

The drowsiness had been driven away, Lin Xiao half leaned against the window sill, and opened the window a crack.

The chill of early spring poured into the classroom, in exchange for a look of eyes that dare not speak out.

There was a textbook standing in front of Chen Le, and he muttered in a low voice, pretending to be serious about studying.

Li Yue, who was at the same table with braided pigtails, glanced at him, reached out and turned over the textbook that had been laid down in front of him.

"What are you doing! I like to read it backwards! Do you understand it backwards?" Chen Le whispered.

Li Yue sneered.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Chen Le gasped, stimulated by her disdainful attitude. Just as he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to win back, he felt a cold current rushing across the back of his neck, causing goose bumps.

He shrank his neck: "brother, do you know what time it is today?"

Lin Xiao let out an irritable "tsk".

"Yu Huili asked and said I hadn't been here." He seemed to be at the end of his patience, closed the window with a "bang", stood up and raised his hand, "I'm sick."

In the past, the boy who had broken his hand while riding a motorcycle without even frowning, held his scraped hand and said confidently with a handsome expressionless face.

Chen Le was at a loss for words for a moment: "Brother, don't mess with me, aren't you just here? Yu Huili is so smart... I always write the review."

Lin Xiao picked up the bag and nodded: "Well, write well."

Chen Le's face fell.

It wasn't until Lin Xiao's back disappeared at the back door of the classroom that Qin Siyuan, who had been shrinking in his position, dared to stick out his neck.

Back then, he was also a school bully. If Lin Xiao Hengkong hadn't been born, he wouldn't have been reduced to the point where someone hit the back of the head with a book and had to obediently pick it up and return it to him.

"Tsk, it's either the young master, who can come and leave whenever he wants." Qin Siyuan whispered in a strange voice.

"Don't be sour." Chen Le glanced at him, "Let's read your book."

Qin Siyuan looked at Chen Le who had turned away and started to write a review, and his unwillingness swelled a little.

He's just a young master who was abandoned by his family... what is there to be proud of?

These idiots are still holding him.

... so funny.

He turned his head, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Qiao Yan walking in from the back door of the classroom, with drops of water still dripping from his forehead.

A thought popped up suddenly.

Qiao Yan sprayed the barrier agent several times in the toilet before walking out of the cubicle.

It stands to reason that his pheromone should be suppressed by the drug, so why can Lin Xiao still smell it?

Did he really smell it?

Thinking of this, Qiao Yan still didn't dare to take the risk, so he sprayed himself with another layer of barrier agent.

You must not let others ask about his pheromones, otherwise...

Qiao Yan walked to the faucet and splashed cold water on his face.

He raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, with fair skin, a pair of glass-colored almond eyes, a small bridge of nose and bright red lips.

Everyone said he looked like his mother.

Qiao Yan couldn't help but think of the way his mother looked at him while hugging her younger brother. Those glazed eyes, just like his, were full of disappointment.

- "You're a monster."

Qiao Yan snapped back to his senses.

Omega boys in twos and threes walked into the toilet together, saw Qiao Yan standing in front of the sink in a little embarrassment, and couldn't help but stare at him a few more times.

Qiao Yan wiped the water off his face casually, and walked out quickly.

"Is that person the new transfer student today?"

"Yeah, those alpha boys in our class are talking like crazy... It seems to be in the same class as the school bully."

"Hey... school bully. Isn't he famous for hating omega?"

"Looking at him like this, you know he's being bullied..."

The discussion behind them became quieter, and Qiao Yan quickly walked back to the classroom through the crowd.

That half of the seats is already empty.

The boy seemed to have never been here, leaving no trace on the clean desktop.

gone?

Qiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

"Qiao Yan, you're back." Chen Le turned his face away, and stopped arguing with Li Yue about who has longer hairs, "Don't worry about it, Lin Xiao doesn't mean anything malicious. That's just how he... lost his temper point."

"He's not targeting you. A few omegas secretly took his place before, and he got angry and changed all the tables and chairs... Don't think too much about it."

Hearing the meaning of smoothing things over in Chen Le's words, Qiao Yan sat down noncommittally, but his mind became more determined to stay away from him.

An alpha boy who has a bad temper, gets into fights, and always skips classes.

...It also seems to be possible to ask about the pheromone that he tried so hard to hide.

Get away from him.

Chen Le wanted to say something, but the sound of Yu Huili's representative high-heeled shoes came from the corridor.

After weighing his weight, Chen Le turned back before Yu Huili entered the classroom.

Lin Xiao didn't come back all day.

It wasn't until the school bell rang that Qiao Yan really let go of his heart that had been hanging all day.

Perhaps the aftertaste of the winter vacation has not disappeared. When the bell rang, the classroom was like a frying pan. The students were clamoring whether they should go to the black Internet cafe opposite the school to play two games during dinner time.

Chen Le was arguing with Li Yue as usual.

In this lively atmosphere, Qiao Yan felt a long-lost peace of mind, and a dimple appeared on his cheek, which made Chen Le stare blankly.

"Qiao Yan, you must have been on the omega list at your original school, right?" Chen Le took out his phone brazenly, "Look at the forum, you just came here a day ago, and all the posts discussing you are 99+."

"Even if he is, it has nothing to do with you." Li Yue mocked, "You are preventing him from going home."

Chen Le took a look, only to find that Qiao Yan had already packed his bag and was about to leave.

He wondered, "You don't study at night?"

Qiao Yan shook his head.

"Ah, I'm so envious, I don't want to do it either!" Chen Le wailed.

"No, you want to." Li Yue replied without emotion.

Qiao Yan smiled, picked up her bag amidst their noise, and walked out of the classroom.

Qin Siyuan hid his face behind the book, staring at Qiao Yan's back until he disappeared through the back door.

The deskmate asked strangely: "You always see what the new transfer students are doing?"

Qin Siyuan licked his tiger teeth: "You don't understand."

Qiao Yan walked around the road with his mobile phone in his hand and walked into the alley.

The text messages sent to Yu Huili on the mobile phone were written and deleted.

He thought of Yu Huili's shining eyes behind the lenses, and he couldn't be fooled at first glance.

What if she asked to change seats on the first day after transferring to another school?

... He couldn't say it was because Lin Xiao smelled his pheromones.

Now that the society is open, pheromones have become people's personal symbols. Even the highest level of blockers cannot completely block the smell of pheromones. As long as the concentration does not exceed a certain level, it is normal to smell other people's pheromones. .

But he is different.

Qiao Yan went around the corner, still not thinking about what to say to Yu Huili.

He also didn't notice that the black shadows in twos and threes had already been waiting around the corner, and when they saw him appear, they quietly surrounded him.

When he was stopped, Qiao Yan had just finished typing the last sentence, "... Lin Xiao didn't seem to be willing." When he saw a few pairs of sneakers stepping on him arrogantly.

Qiao Yan raised his head and saw a few punks with yellow hair.

I don't know why, but this generation of punks always like to dye their hair yellow.

Qiao Yan really wanted to tell them that this was not only uncool, but also rude.

"Hey, what are you looking at!" The gangster with the scar on his face seemed to be the boss of the group, seeing Qiao Yan staring at his hair, he was the first to attack, "Brother, look at your delicate skin and tender flesh. We don't want to embarrass you, so you just follow us obediently, it's good for everyone, understand?"

Qiao Yan looked around.

The sky darkened at some point, and this remote alley was the shortest way for him to go home, but it was far away from the main road, and few people came here.

He took out the notebook he carried with him and wrote a few sentences.

[What are you looking for me for? 】

The gangster looked at the note in his hand, and his expression obviously became a little confused.

He turned his head and looked at the younger brother beside him: "What...what? Hey, what did he write?"

The younger brother is an educated person, and quickly explained: "He asked us why we wanted him."

Qiao Yan: ...

A gangster who can't even recognize the words.

"Speak! I didn't block your mouth, what kind of bad words did you write!" The gangster became a little angry from embarrassment.

Qiao Yan paused.

It doesn't matter, his pheromone is well covered, so many people in the class, only Lin Xiao smelled it.

Besides...they're just punks.

Qiao Yan opened his mouth.

Since moving away from his mother, he has hardly spoken.

The long silence made his throat a little dry and hoarse, and his originally clear voice was a little intermittent.

"What are you looking for me for?"

"Isn't this talking?" the gangster muttered.

Suddenly, the younger brother next to him seemed to have thought of something, and came up together: "No, boss, didn't he say he wants us to make a dumb person? This person can talk!"

Someone wants to block him?

"Then what's going on? Did you make a mistake?" Scarface looked like he didn't have a high IQ, and he hesitated.

"It's wrong." The younger brother also echoed.

"Damn... squatting for a long time." Scarface spat, "Hey, you, hand over the money and go."

……Fine.

Qiao Yan obediently took out the wallet, but before he opened it, Scarface snatched it away.

"Get rolling." Scarface waved his hand.

Qiao Yan bypassed them kindly.

Scarface took his younger brother and hid in the shadows, ready to squat down on the target's "dumb".

The younger brother took Qiao Yan's wallet and opened it. There were only a few thin banknotes and a student ID card inside.

"This is too poor." The younger brother muttered.

"It looks like a student boy at first glance, what kind of money can he have." The partner next to him answered.

"It looks so good-looking, I thought it was a young master." The younger brother said, picking up the student ID card and looking at it.

The student ID card was newly photographed, and the young man's extraordinary appearance was clearly printed on the card, appearing a little unhuman and deserted.

"Second year four... Qiao Yan." The younger brother looked at him, and suddenly said, "Boss, isn't that the one who told us to arrest Qiao Yan?"

"What?" Scarface turned his head when he heard the words, "Didn't you say you're not dumb?"

A group of gangsters fell into confusion briefly.