PA chapter 7

This blunt request caught Qu Baiyuan off guard, even causing him to panic a little.

The lack of self-control the previous evening had already left him feeling frustrated by the disruption of their rhythm.

Pheromones were uncontrollable, and this inexplicable thing could make people lose their minds. It was an extremely dangerous and anti-human design. He had always found it difficult to understand why humans evolved with such a major physiological defect as glands.

All relationships formed through pheromones were devoid of aesthetics, no different from animals in heat. Like his parents, whose marriage maintained by pheromones eventually collapsed.

Not only lacking in aesthetics but also unreliable.

Qu Baiyuan was a perfectionist; he wanted his brain to control his body, not his glands. In his planned route, their rhythm should be slower. He hoped that his mate would first fall completely in love with his soul, with pheromones being just a trivial pleasure.

This was important; the priorities should not be reversed.

He gently pushed away Lin Sheng’s hand. Lin Sheng hadn’t held on too tightly, and he had already let go in the few seconds of hesitation.

Lin Sheng looked very hurt, with a reddened nose and forehead, and his eyes seemed to be misted with tears.

“I’m sorry,” his voice trembled slightly. “Could you please ask Yan Leyan to bring a suppressant up for me? Thank you.”

“Okay.”

Qu Baiyuan quickly left, as if fleeing from a dangerous scene.

Lin Sheng heard the door open and then close. He felt like he was just a waste, controlled by pheromones, pleading with an Alpha he had known for less than a day.

He prayed for mercy.

Praying wasn’t pitiful; being rejected was the most pitiful.

He collapsed onto the bed in despair, imagining pulling his soul out and watching coldly this body controlled by physiological desires.

Not long after, Yan Leyan came up. He pulled Lin Sheng up from the bed, and Lin Sheng looked at him dazedly, as if he had to carefully identify the person in front of him for a while before recognizing who it was.

“Yan Leyan—” he called out with a dragging tone.

Yan Leyan asked him what was wrong.

First, he took the suppressant and injected it into himself, then he fell silent for a moment before saying with red eyes, “I dreamt about my mom.”

Yan Leyan sighed, hooked his shoulder, and let him lean on him, saying, “Come here, let Daddy give you a hug.”

Lin Sheng obediently leaned over. He was slightly taller than Yan Leyan, so he leaned with a bit of awkwardness, hunching his back, and after a while, he said, “I was so embarrassed just now.”

“Yeah, it’s a bit embarrassing for you to be caught in heat by Qu Baiyuan twice,” Yan Leyan tousled his messy hair, “Hey, are you doing it on purpose? How come I didn’t notice you were this cunning before?”

Lin Sheng straightened up and complained, “Is this how you comfort a friend in such a situation?”

Yan Leyan immediately changed his tune, “No no no, what I meant was, Qu Baiyuan is too cunning. He always shows up when you’re in heat. He’s such a sly Alpha!”

“I..” Lin Sheng sighed, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, “I asked Qu Baiyuan for some pheromones just now.”

Yan Leyan was taken aback, “What do you mean you asked him for pheromones?”

Lin Sheng looked at him sadly and said, “I said to him, ‘can I have some of your pheromones?’… and then he rejected me.”

Yan Leyan’s eyes widened, “Come on, Lin sweetie! Are you that embarrassing?”

Lin Sheng immediately slumped, “Right, you also think it’s embarrassing.”

“No, ” Yan Leyan was a bit confused about the situation, “Isn’t that unlike you? This sounds more like something I would say.”

Lin Sheng lay back on the bed, covering his eyes with his arm, “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I feel like I’m going crazy.”

“Lin sweetie,” Yan Leyan finally realized the seriousness of the problem. He tentatively asked, “Could it be that you’ve developed feelings for him?”

“Huh?”

“Do you always think about him? Do you always want to see him when you haven’t, but can’t look at him when you do?”

Lin Sheng: “Want to see him? Not particularly, just want his pheromones, want to smell him, does that count?”

“Damn, intense. You’ve already reached this point? Of course, that counts as liking him.”

Lin Sheng lowered his arm, staring blankly at the ceiling. “Really? Do I like him?”

Yan Leyan shook his head. “In other words, during your heat, you asked for pheromones from someone you like, and he rejected you?”

“Yeah…” Lin Sheng nodded slowly.

Yan Leyan sighed, “ooh Lin sweetie, you’re really pitiful.”

“I’m really pitiful,” Lin Sheng repeated to himself.

Throughout the afternoon, Qu Baiyuan didn’t see Lin Sheng again, and Lin Sheng was also absent during dinner. Bai Ji casually asked, and Yan Leyan said Lin Sheng had something to do at home and went back to the city area first.

He spoke with some resentment, his eyes glancing at Qu Baiyuan, as if Lin Sheng had something to attend to at home because of Qu Baiyuan.

But Qu Baiyuan remained calm, not even asking further questions. This made Yan Leyan more convinced of his asshole theory.

When Lin Sheng returned from the mountain to the city area, it was already dark. He parked his bike on an old street in the city center, stopping in front of a three-story building with peeling exterior walls.

The boxing gym was on the ground floor, and the kids from the summer camp were doing post-training stretches at this time.

Lin Sheng walked in and threw the small bag containing his luggage into the coach’s office.

Qin Tai was sitting alone on a rattan chair, legs crossed on the table, with a pipe in his mouth, watching videos on his phone.

“Uncle Tai, where’s my grandfather?”

Qin Tai peeked his eyes from above his phone. “Isn’t he outside? He was there just now.”

As he was speaking, Lin Sheng’s grandfather, Lin Dingnian, came in. He walked in while unwrapping the boxing bandages from his hands, and Lin Sheng called out, “Grandpa.”

Lin Dingnian lifted his eyelids to glance at him, nodded with a stern face.

Since his mother’s death, Lin Sheng rarely saw his grandfather smile, let alone a smile directed at him. There was only sternness and more sternness, as if no effort could ever satisfy him.

“Grandpa, do you still have classes tonight?”

“No,” Lin Dingnian glanced at him. “Go change your clothes. Let me see if you’ve regressed recently.”

“Oh,” Lin Sheng responded.

Qin Tai got up from the rattan chair, looking like he was watching a good show, gesturing behind Lin Sheng: Be careful, he’s not in a good mood today.

Lin Sheng smiled bitterly. When was his grandfather ever in a good mood?

On the octagonal boxing ring, Lin Dingnian was only wearing shorts and a pair of half-finger gloves. Although he was already in his sixties, his spirit was vigorous, and his muscular body, with its knots of muscles, made people admire his decades of discipline and hard work.

Lin Sheng wore work pants and a black tight-fitting tank top, looking much thinner than Lin Dingnian. His muscles were slender and smooth. It was almost impossible for him to develop muscles like Lin Dingnian’s, so Lin Sheng’s physique was already quite good.

The students and coaches practicing freely around saw the standoff and gathered around. Some acquaintances recognized Lin Sheng as Lin Dingnian’s grandson and cheered him on, “Master Lin, be merciful to your grandson!”

In the midst of this cheer, Lin Sheng used his arm to protect his head, barely blocking a fierce swing, then Lin Dingnian landed two consecutive blows on Lin Sheng’s abdomen.

Lin Sheng couldn’t react in time, and could only stifle a groan.

Lin Dingnian was not satisfied with his sluggish reaction and began to strike faster.

At this moment, Lin Sheng was actually very uncomfortable, both physically and mentally. But he didn’t have the right to show grievances in front of his grandfather, so he had to pull himself together. Just as he was retreating step by step, Lin Dingnian suddenly kicked him in the face without warning!

His left cheek instantly turned red and burned with pain. Feeling liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth, Lin Sheng absentmindedly wiped it away with the back of his hand and continued to assume an attacking posture.

“What are you doing!” Lin Dingnian shouted angrily, glaring, “Are you useless?!”

Lin Sheng swallowed the blood that had dripped onto his inner cheek and quickly launched a series of punches. But Lin Dingnian’s evasions were too skilled, and he didn’t land a single hit.

The spectators around erupted into cheers continuously. Lin Sheng felt a little anxious. He exerted all his strength to kick towards Lin Dingnian’s waist. As a result, this kick was easily caught by Lin Dingnian. Lin Sheng’s heart sank. This was bad!

Sure enough, after catching his leg, Lin Dingnian immediately threw him heavily to the ground. Lin Sheng felt like his internal organs had shifted, and he couldn’t get up for a while.

His grandfather snorted from his nose, looking down at him. Lin Sheng clearly felt his left cheek swell up, and his vision blurred a bit. He heard his grandfather shout at him, “Get up! Don’t be like your mother!”

……………

Three days later, one evening.

When Qu Baiyuan found the boxing gym, Lin Sheng was training with a few six or seven-year-old boys.

This old street in the city center was narrow and crowded, with no place to park. He had to park his car outside and follow his phone’s navigation for a long time.

The address was given to him by Bai Ji, who told Yan Leyan that he wanted to find Lin Sheng for boxing training. And Yan Leyan, being not very bright, gave him the address without much thought.

The phone beeped to indicate that the destination had been reached. Qu Baiyuan stood across the street and saw Lin Sheng teaching a class at the boxing gym, but Lin Sheng didn’t see him.

Several children wearing full boxing gear were lining up to take turns kicking and punching the focus pads held by Lin Sheng. Lin Sheng patiently guided each one, squatting down from time to time to correct their movements. He seemed very serious.

When Lin Sheng turned his head, Qu Baiyuan noticed that the other side of his face was somewhat swollen, with a purple bruise at the corner of his mouth, which looked alarming on his fair complexion.

Qu Baiyuan held his breath for a few seconds, as if he had seen some rare masterpiece, and suddenly felt a complex emotion surging in his heart. He put his hands in his pockets and walked across the street into the boxing gym.