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This year marks the 60th anniversary of Songxian School, and the celebrations are more grand than usual, featuring performances from various clubs and programs recommended by each class.
After the review process, there will be about twenty programs left.
Many people have been rehearsing for the show these past few days, and several class representatives have also given recitation performances.
Song Ling usually doesn't participate in these kinds of activities. After doing a mock exam all morning, she returned to her dormitory and saw Li Ke sitting on her bed.
"baby!"
Li Jian saw Song Ling approaching and immediately stood up.
What wind blew you here?
If this person is alright, why did they end up in Alpha's dorm?
Li Ke exclaimed, "Can't you come and see my darling if there's nothing wrong? I've come to bring you something."
As Li Ke spoke, she took out a delicate little box from her pocket.
"Are you proposing?"
"Oh no, this is yours."
Li Ke opened the box, and two clean cufflinks lay on the satin lining.
“You left it in the private room that day. If I hadn’t been so careful, it would have been lost. Tell me, how are you going to thank me?” Li Ke looked at Song Ling with her smiling, almond-shaped eyes.
How do you want me to thank you?
Song Ling sat down on the edge of the bed and put the cufflinks into the hanging storage bag.
Li Ke sat down next to him, put her arms around Song Ling's shoulders, and whispered, "Can you do me a favor, baby? Our club's program has been approved, but the member who's supposed to play the piano suddenly got sick and was hospitalized. I know you can play the piano, it's a very simple song, you can sit over there and accompany me."
"piano?"
"Yes, a piano. The one that was donated by an old artist last year. It was white and very beautiful, and the sound was wonderful too."
"Who told you I could play?"
To ensure Song Ling's all-round development, Ms. Song did have him learn piano and erhu, but he rarely mentioned this to anyone.
"Oh my, Xiao Zhou told me, baby, are you going? The piano lesson is going to be amazing, and if you wear a white tuxedo, oh my god, you'll be a superstar after the school anniversary celebration! Just help me out, okay? There will be online voting after the show, and if I get first place, I'll give you all the prize money."
Li Ke's eyes were full of anticipation. He had been eyeing Song Ling for a long time. It wouldn't be unreasonable to try to get him into the group to perform in a show.
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Chapter 20 (2/2)
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Such a multi-talented top A-level student, I don't know why he keeps himself hidden all the time.
"What reward?"
"I heard it's a pretty expensive fountain pen, worth four figures, and it was a gift from an old artist. These days, not many people use fountain pens anymore, and you can't sell a four-figure fountain pen, so who would want it?"
"make a deal."
"Deal?" Li Ke didn't expect Song Ling to agree so quickly, and her eyes widened. "Are you kidding me?"
A gentleman's word is his bond.
"Oh, honey, you're so great! Just wait, I'll definitely treat you to a meal!"
Li Ke excitedly gave Song Ling a hug.
When Luo Wenchuan arrived at Song Ling's dormitory with dinner, he saw an Omega "hugging" Song Ling.
If I remember correctly, this is the person Song Ling hugged and called "baby" last time.
It's still quite persistent.
"Wen Chuan, what are you doing standing at the door? Are you looking for Brother Ling?" Zhou Yinan asked casually when she saw Luo Wen Chuan standing at the door after returning from playing basketball.
Upon hearing Zhou Yinan's voice, Song Ling stood up and headed for the door.
"Wen Chuan, why don't you come in?"
As soon as Song Ling arrived, Luo Wenchuan immediately lowered his gaze to the ground: "Brother Ling, I'm busy."
"Busy? Busy with what?" Song Ling glanced at Li Ke behind him and introduced, "This is my friend, Li Ke, the president of our school's music club, and this is Luo Wenchuan."
"Oh, I know, we've met before. Hello, I'm Li Ke."
Li Ke stretched out her hand, her peach blossom eyes filled with a deep smile.
Luo Wenchuan glanced at Li Ke, but didn't make a move; he just kept his head down.
"He's a bit introverted."
Song Ling explained that he only came back to see the child after sending Li Ke away.
"Are you unhappy today?"
This person sulks when he's unhappy, and his droopy eyes make him look like a sulking puppy.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhou Yinan said she was going to wash up and ran out with her things.
There weren't many places to sit in the dormitory, so Song Ling pulled Luo Wenchuan to sit down on the bed and moved a stool to sit in front of him: "Tell me, why are you unhappy again?"
Luo Wenchuan's eyes reddened, and he said in a low voice, "He's sitting on your bed."
“I’m on the lower bunk and near the door, so it’s perfectly normal for him to sit there for a while.”
Song Ling herself didn't like sitting on the bed without changing her clothes, so she specially laid a small sheet on the side of the bed and would lift it off when she went to sleep at night.
Luo Wenchuan gripped Song Ling's fingers and muttered, "He can't sit on your bed."
"Then who can sit?" Song Ling asked deliberately.
Luo Wenchuan looked up at him and said, "I..."
Upon hearing Luo Wenchuan's words, Song Ling laughed and said, "How come I ended up raising such a jealous little dog?"
His hand swiped across Luo Wenchuan's head a couple of times, and the more he swiped, the better it felt.
The kid has made progress; he's even willing to make such requests now.
"Come back to the capital with me from now on, and sit on my bed at home," Song Ling said softly.
Luo Wenchuan's eyes flickered slightly.
His palm was pressed against Song Ling's palm, and he could feel the warmth emanating from Song Ling.
"Brother Ling, do you... not like me very much?" Luo Wenchuan asked.
Why do you ask that?
Song Ling was actually very curious about what Luo Wenchuan was thinking. This kid always seemed to think very badly of himself and very well of others.
Luo Wenchuan said, "After that time, you never kissed me again."
Luo Wenchuan was quite curious about this. He didn't understand Song Ling's thoughts. How could two people of similar age who liked each other resist each other?
"It's fine today."
"What?"
“I said today is fine.” Song Ling’s gaze towards Luo Wenchuan was very direct.
"Why……"
Does Song Ling really need to pick an auspicious day to kiss someone?
Song Ling didn't speak, but answered him with her actions.
When the hand with its distinct knuckles landed on the collar, it gave it a gentle tug, revealing a thin, metallic ring on the long neck beneath the shirt.
Suppression loop.
Song Ling actually put on a bite-proof ring for herself.
"you……"
Luo Wenchuan's eyes flickered. He looked at Song Ling's slightly smiling lips and her eyes full of tenderness, and for a moment he was in a daze.
This inhibition ring, though worn around Song Ling's neck, seemed to be bound to Luo Wenchuan's heart.
Luo Wenchuan's fingertips traced the inhibition ring on Song Ling's neck. The next second, his fingers hooked slightly and slipped inside the metal ring, pulling Song Ling a few steps closer to him.
Song Ling braced her hands on the edge of the bed, staring intently at the person in front of her.
That gaze, filled with desire yet extreme restraint, captivated even Luo Wenchuan.
Song Ling's affection is restrained; loving to the extreme means restraining oneself to the extreme.
At this moment, Luo Wenchuan really wanted to be Song Ling's little dog. He would rather Song Ling put a collar around his neck and say that he was his.
At least that way, I can be jealous without worry.
"Brother Ling..."
"Um?"
"Could it be... just me, the only puppy?" Luo Wenchuan looked up at him and asked in a low voice.
Song Ling felt that Luo Wenchuan's question was a bit strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why.
Alphas can mark many Omegas, but Omegas can only be marked by one partner. Luo Wenchuan is an Omega with a glandular defect, and perhaps his insecurity stems from this.
Human greed is insatiable; once you've got something, you want something more.
When Song Ling was in the capital, he saw many relatives who had one partner at home and kept several mistresses on the side. They lived a very carefree life, but in the end, they had illegitimate children, fought over property, and became enemies. It was all rather pointless.
In life, work, career, and even somewhat dreamy ideals are all more important than romance. In his heart, one person who truly understands him is enough.
"Why would I keep so many puppies? Keeping just you is enough to break my heart."
Luo Wenchuan's heart fluttered at Song Ling's words. His hand landed on the restraint ring around Song Ling's neck, and then somehow landed on Song Ling's soft lips.
Following Luo Wenchuan's wishes, Song Ling took his finger in her mouth.