The memory had vanished into thin air.

He didn’t need to be embarrassed about it.

But.

“There seems to be a problem with my memory, that’s the truth,” Fu Rangyi spoke first, breaking the silence.

“I know,” Zhu Zhixi nodded.

He told Fu Rangyi, “It should be the suppressants Li Qiao brought. I used them on you, I didn’t expect so many side effects…” As he spoke, his tone suddenly changed, carrying a hint of blame. He rarely spoke like this.

“Don’t be like a little lab mouse testing drugs all the time in the future. It’s too dangerous. Isn’t it good to live a few more days?”

Fu Rangyi didn’t say anything.

After a few seconds, he spoke again on his own accord. “I remember I told you not to come back.”

Hearing this, Zhu Zhixi suddenly got angry. He rolled up his sleeves, ready to curse.

But Fu Rangyi quickly asked again, “What did I do to you?”

The anger that was about to explode suddenly dissipated. A punch landed on cotton.

His gaze shifted, and he caught sight of Fu Rangyi clutching the quilt, the red marks still remaining on his wrist.

He was looking down, his face paler than ever, his lips white, his breath weak, his face etched with fatigue and bewilderment. It was as if he were the real dying person in this room.

Most of the time, Zhu Zhixi was very pleased with his superb ability to associate things, but at this moment, he hated it. He once again thought of the image of Fu Rangyi crying, of him begging for touches, kisses, and hugs. The suppressed desires had accumulated for who knows how long, and during his susceptibility period, when he lost his reason, they were wretchedly vomited out mixed with traces of blood.

A new round of accumulation, a new round of self-loathing.

What on earth happened to you?

“Was it something very excessive? Was it?” Fu Rangyi spoke again, looking at him, his gaze seeming extremely calm.

He was practically inducing him to say “yes.”

The room fell silent again, the light dim. The scented candle on the bedside table had burned halfway, the dripping wax solidified into an ugly shape, the candlelight flickering slightly.

The moment Zhu Zhixi fell silent, Fu Rangyi’s mood began to sour.

In the end, he was still like a lower animal, controlled by pheromones, losing his reason, doing the things he was most unwilling to do and hated the most, forcing someone unwilling, using various means to satisfy the reproductive desire rooted in his genes.

It was too disgusting.

And this person was…

“Fu Rangyi.”

On the verge of breaking down, he suddenly heard Zhu Zhixi call his name. He came back to his senses and looked at him.

At some point, Zhu Zhixi had already sat down on the edge of the bed, very close, and the eyes looking over were brighter than the candlelight.

“You guessed right, something did happen. But…” Zhu Zhixi blushed, his tone very casual, but after making eye contact, he looked away again. “It’s not what you did to me, it’s what we did together.”

Fu Rangyi was stunned.

“Don’t look down on people. I’m not an Omega who goes weak in the knees and gets wet and goes into heat just by smelling pheromones. Yes, your pheromones are very strong, but they can’t control my will. Even if you wanted to force yourself on me, if I don’t give you a chance, I can still resist.”

As he spoke, he shook the rope in his hand and hummed twice smugly. “So what if you’re a top Alpha? When I say I’ll tie you up, you get tied up.”

But saying these words, Zhu Zhixi also felt a little guilty.

He knew just how terrifyingly explosive a top A in susceptibility could be, and he had personally witnessed the intelligence of a certain Alpha who could still scam people during his susceptibility period.

But what happened later was indeed not one person’s responsibility. He couldn’t lie to himself; there were indeed many opportunities to refuse.

It was good. Fu Rangyi had forgotten, and he also wanted to pretend it never happened, so everyone could go back to normal. But he didn’t want Fu Rangyi to let his thoughts run wild and sink into a swamp.

“What happened?” Fu Rangyi came back to his senses, his voice very hoarse.

“Is that important? I don’t mind.”

This wasn’t him pretending to be cool. Zhu Zhixi really felt that way. Isn’t the important thing that he’s back to normal now?

However, perhaps due to lingering fear, he seemed to suddenly have an auditory hallucination. Squeak, squeak. This sound had appeared from time to time yesterday.

Thinking the matter was over, he bent down, grabbed a corner of the beanbag chair, and prepared to drag it back to his own room like a corpse to catch up on sleep.

Who knew that something would fall off the sofa with a clatter, hitting the floor.

A little duck.

Then Fu Rangyi suddenly called out to him, “Wait a minute.”

Zhu Zhixi really did wait, but he didn’t turn back, didn’t turn around. After waiting for a long time without any follow-up, he lifted his foot to walk out again.

This time Fu Rangyi spoke, his tone vaguely annoyed, as if he were angry with himself.

“So… what exactly did I do?”

Zhu Zhixi took a deep breath and let go. The sofa fell back to the ground. He turned around, approached, got onto the bed he had slept on and off on last night, leaned forward, and with a bang, braced both hands on the headboard, his arms circling Fu Rangyi. The distance was suddenly pulled extremely close.

He raised his eyebrows and said, one word at a time, “You kissed me.”

Looking at Fu Rangyi’s slightly widened eyes from shock, Zhu Zhixi actually felt a sense of satisfaction and couldn’t help but curl his lips.

“You flipped me over back and forth, kissing me, kissing me very forcefully, very fiercely. You even ground your Alpha fangs against me. See? My lips are all swollen, they were almost kissed raw by you! Oh right, you also stuck your tongue out, not gentle at all, just pushing it straight down my throat, you…”

“Shut up.” The two words seemed to be squeezed out from between clenched teeth.

“Shut up?”

Zhu Zhixi tilted his head. “Why? Didn’t you ask me to say it? I swear to God, there’s absolutely no exaggeration. Every word is true. If I’m lying, may I die a horrible death.”

Hmm, this oath doesn’t seem very deterrent.

Fu Rangyi’s brow tightened. “Why are you saying this?”

“I told you, you asked me to say it!” Zhu Zhixi felt extremely wronged.

Fu Rangyi choked for a moment, then said in a muffled voice, “…I meant the last sentence.”

Zhu Zhixi was also stunned.

Their faces were too close. Fu Rangyi looked away, towards the slightly swaying edge of the curtain.

“Is that all?” he asked.

“You also bit my hand, made me bleed and everything.”

He held out his hand, but found that the wound on it was already too small to find, so he quietly retracted it and squeezed it while Fu Rangyi wasn’t looking.

“Just hand?”

Why are you asking so much? It’s like interrogating a criminal…

He didn’t say anything, but Fu Rangyi started asking himself. “I marked you, didn’t I?”

“Marked?” Zhu Zhixi feigned magnanimity and laughed twice. “Not really. I can’t be marked anyway. You just bit me. It’ll heal in two days, not a single bit of impact.”

Fu Rangyi fell into silence.

Squeak, squeak. That sound appeared again. This time Zhu Zhixi was sure it was Fu Rangyi grinding his teeth.

“What’s wrong with you now?” He kind of wanted to open his phone to check Fu Rangyi’s data, afraid he would have a relapse. But now was not a good time.

Fu Rangyi frowned, turned his face to the side, and no longer looked at him.

Zhu Zhixi stared for a while and thought he was quite cute like this.

His arms were getting tired from propping himself up. He quietly put them down and swung them a little. He really didn’t know why those domineering CEOs in dramas liked to pin people against walls so much. Were their muscles all well-developed? Like Fu Rangyi?

He smiled, then said lightly, “That’s what you did. Want to know what I did?”

“What?” Fu Rangyi turned his face to look at him again.

“I touched your face, hands, neck, and gland.” His bright eyes darted around, his red, full lips opening and closing. “Oh right, I also hugged you.”

“Hugged, you,” he raised an eyebrow.

The light in Fu Rangyi’s eyes was constantly trembling. He took a deep breath. “Zhu Zhixi…”

Not letting him finish, Zhu Zhixi reached out his hand.

The tip of his finger probed the gap of the muzzle, hooked the metal bar with a bent finger, and pulled Fu Rangyi’s entire person over bit by bit. The distance became even closer.

“Don’t be sarcastic. You’re the one who asked for it.”

He had read Fu Rangyi’s disbelief, feeling a little pleased, yet also a little flustered.

Why flustered?

Ah, it must be the suspension bridge effect.

A person with a hereditary terminal illness about to die, and a life-saving straw suffering from a periodic malignant disease. Both are in precarious situations, both hoping to be saved.

He can help me pause this damn countdown, but I can’t release a single bit of pheromone to soothe him, and can only brace myself to help out. Thinking about it this way, Fu Rangyi is the one at a loss.

Xiao Zhu, this posture and action of yours are a bit too ambiguous! The little person in his mind popped up again.

He came back to his senses and unhooked his hand from the muzzle.

He had thought Fu Rangyi would quickly lean back against the headboard like he was avoiding the plague, but he didn’t.

“This constitutes sexual harassment,” Fu Rangyi’s expression was serious. “I was the active party, it is my fault. You have the right to pursue…”

“No need.”

Fu Rangyi adjusted his breathing and continued, “You don’t want to pursue it now, I understand. Then I will compensate you according to the terms of the contract. If one day you suddenly want to pursue it, I will not stop you in any way. You can rest assured.”

For some reason, his calm tone at this moment annoyed Zhu Zhixi a little.

Is it that serious? I only picked out the mildest things to say. I didn’t even… touch on anything truly sexual.

Fu Rangyi. Bad thing. He’s simply the most suitable candidate to revive and execute the Ten Great Tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Forget it. Zhu Zhixi quickly retracted this thought in his mind and even spat twice.

Because he knew that Fu Rangyi was a masochist; he would only use every single one of them on himself.

“I said this wasn’t something you did unilaterally. It was something we did together. If there’s a breach of contract, we both breached it.” He also started to throw a tantrum, retorting with Fu Rangyi’s own words, “I’m not short of your money.”

Fu Rangyi was silent for a second, observing his expression.

The tone wasn’t right.

Did he talk like this before? He was clearly laughing heartlessly every day.

“Then…” Fu Rangyi subconsciously softened his tone, to make himself sound more apologetic. “What kind of compensation do you want? Or, do you want to end it early…”

“I don’t want compensation.”

“Why?”

Zhu Zhixi was about to go crazy.

You just have to force it down someone’s throat, don’t you? Then I’ll really ask for an exorbitant price.

He raised his head. “Fu Rangyi, you said something yesterday. I know it might not have been sincere, that you were talking nonsense, but I heard it.”

Fu Rangyi frowned. “What did I say?”

“You said I was different from others.”

He looked at Fu Rangyi. Perhaps due to lack of sleep, his eyes were a little red, but they were still compellingly bright.

“So what I want is also different.”

Fu Rangyi looked at him quietly. After a long while, he nodded. “Say it. What do you want?”

“For the whole day today, you must listen to me. Whatever I tell you to do, you must do. Every request I make, you must satisfy unconditionally.”

Zhu Zhixi hummed twice, a wicked smile on his face, his eyes light. “Can you do that? Little classmate Fu.”

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Author’s Note:

—Mini Theater: Drug Side Effects—

Fu Rangyi saw the little duck, and with a quack in his mind, many very erotic fragments suddenly flashed back. He thought his susceptibility period wasn’t over and he was hallucinating.

Li Qiao: Actually, that’s not the case. (Wags finger)

Li Qiao: The side effects of this drug are limited. It’s not complete amnesia, just that there will be a problem of memory loss and confusion for a short period of time. That’s right, “short period.” As the drug is metabolized, the memories will slowly flash back and recover, so…

Xiao Zhu: You still dare to show up! You old bastard, I… (gets dragged away by husband)

Li Qiao: Fu Rangyi, this guy of yours really likes to message bomb. Every time I open WeChat, I get a huge shock. You need to control him.

Fu Rangyi: You could just delete him. (Cold face)