As Fu Yue watched the elevator doors slowly closing, he finally spoke up, breaking the silence that had persisted ever since they came out of the doctor's office.
"... So you came to me last night because of my pheromone?"
After putting down these words, Fu Yue bit his lower lip slightly.
100%... No wonder, Wei Chen was attracted to him.
It was not like Fu Yue devalued himself or anything, he just found it unbelievable coming from a serious person like Wei Chen.
Falling in love… Does it happen so casually like this?
But now, he understands why.
Despite the discomfort in his chest, Fu Yue forced out a smile trying to appear unaffected.
Just as he was about to apologize, Wei Chen suddenly cut in.
"No."
Raising his eyes to look straight at him, Wei Chen slowly added, "It is not because of your pheromones."
His firm voice left no room for doubts. Fu Yue's smile hung stiffly on his face for a few seconds before it gradually disappeared. He then found himself holding his breath as he questioned, "Then why?"
Wei Chen didn't shy away from his gaze and replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "Because it is you on the other side of the wall."
Even without words being spoken out loud, Wei Chen could tell what was on Fu Yue's mind.
He is trying to justify his feelings for him.
Wei Chen was not disheartened by the fact that Fu Yue didn't take his feelings seriously.
It is his fault for making him feel that way, to begin with.
Wei Chen seriously said, "It is my fault that you couldn't feel my sincerity. I will try harder."
Hearing this, Fu Yue immediately woke up from his stupor and hurriedly stopped him, "No. You don't have to!"
Subconsciously recalling Wei Chen's flirty (?) behavior, Fu Yue was given a fright. He no longer dared to dwell on his sincerity.
He hastily switched the topic, "The doctor said that you need to receive my pheromones regularly for the next few days, the more the better. This, what should we do?"
Usually, Alpha and Omega would get a room–cough, the two would stick close together all day long until this period passed.
However, this arrangement was not feasible for them.
After all, they are colleagues, not an actual couple so doing this would only invite rumors.
Having this topic brought up, Wei Chen's expression slightly shifted. He gave a light cough, "Regarding this matter… If it is not too much, I would like to ask a favor."
Watching Wei Chen's hesitant face, Fu Yue also started to feel a bit anxious. He asked nervously, "What is it?"
Wei Chen's eyes dodged to the side and his ears turned a bit red. With his head slightly lowered, he softly whispered, "Can you lend me some of your clothes?"
Fu Yue blinked his eyes in confusion, he repeated his request in case he misheard, "... My clothes?"
Wei Chen slowly nodded his head in return.
Knowing that he was not mistaken, Fu Yue looked away in a fluster, staring at anything other than Wei Chen. Pretending not to be affected, he casually asked, "How much do you need?"
Wei Chen pondered over the question for a bit before replying earnestly, "Enough to make a nest."
Fu Yue: "..."
Against his will, Fu Yue subconsciously pictured the scene of Wei Chen lying among big piles of his clothes on the bed...
Heat immediately rushed to his face at this provocative picture. It took him a great deal to imagine something sad.
With a voice as soft as a mosquito, Fu Yue consented, "Got it."
Hearing this, Wei Chen's eyes lit up, and he boldly added, "It's best if they are unwashed."
Fu Yue: "..."
Coming back to the base, Wei Chen first went to inform Coach He about his condition.
Coach He worriedly asked, "Is it so serious that you have to go to the hospital?"
Wei Chen reassured in a calm voice, "Don't worry, it won't affect today's match."
Knowing that Wei Chen wouldn't lie to him, Coach He sighed in relief, "Okay if you say so." Then as if just recalling something, his eyes suddenly turned sharp, "I know that you won't do this but just in case, don't touch Fu Yue!"
Wei Chen who has already committed the crime twice, "..."
Wei Chen stiffly nodded his head and only then did the coach let him go back to his room.
Upon opening the door, a familiar pheromone immediately rushed to his nose.
Wei Chen's expression changed. He quickly made his way into the room and soon, he came to a stop at the sight of a big pile of clothes stacked orderly on top of his bed.
A certain familiar red wine overcoat caught his attention.
After picking up the coat, he let out a small laugh. His mind replayed a scene that happened last year.
The image of the silver-haired young man wearing a bright red coat walking toward him with a bright smile seemed to be burnt into his eyes.
…
Getting into the van, Wei Chen simply shut his eyes and said nothing.
Fu Yue worriedly glanced at the man beside him.
Somehow, why does he look worse than before?
Fu Yue couldn't explain how he knew but he instinctively felt that Wei Chen's condition worsened.
Leaning closer, he asked in a hushed voice, "Are you okay?"
Wei Chen subconsciously opened his eyes and looked to the side. But with just one glance at Fu Yue's face, he immediately felt a strong impulse to pull him closer and buried his face in his neck.
Wei Chen quickly averted his eyes, his jaw tensed. He replied in a slightly hoarse voice, "... I am fine."
Fu Yue let out 'I see' and said no more.
However, upon arriving at the arena, Fu Yue tapped Wei Chen's shoulder, "Captain, can we talk for a bit?"
Wei Chen paused briefly before nodding his head.
Fu Yue told the others to go ahead without them and then led Wei Chen to a desolate corner.
Before Wei Chen could even open his mouth, Fu Yue suddenly turned around to face him and–
Hug him.
Wei Chen froze.
He was wondering whether he was experiencing hallucinations due to his mind being occupied by Fu Yue all day long.
In the meantime, Fu Yue forced down his embarrassment and awkwardly patted his back. He said in an apologetic tone, "Sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone."
Hearing this, Wei Chen's eyelashes quivered. As if finally feeling safe, he slowly rested his forehead on his shoulder. He returned the hug and softly hummed.
He knew he was not Fu Yue's responsibility.
And yet, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved from being left alone.
The two remained like this for another while and only separated when Fu Yue's phone rang.
Fu Yue picked up the call as he snuck a glance at Wei Chen only to see his handsome face full of reluctance.
After saying a few words to Li Haoran, Fu Yue slightly cleared his throat, "Too many pheromones and others would notice that something is wrong. Let's do this for now."
Wei Chen, who was not satisfied with their brief contact, keenly caught a crucial point, "For now?"
"After we get back, come to my room."
Fu Yue finished this sentence in a single breath and immediately fled the scene leaving the dumbstruck Wei Chen behind.
"Captain, did you take a shower?"
Li Haoran exclaimed in shock after seeing his captain come back much later than Fu Yue with his bangs completely wet.
Wei Chen borrowed a hair dryer from their stylist. While drying his hair, he shot a glance at the culprit who was pretending to review the match seriously.
He replied offhandedly, "I washed my face."
Li Haoran gave an oh but not sure whether he bought this lie or not.
Coach He who knew Wei Chen's condition, asked him one more time, "Are you sure you can play?"
Turning off the noisy hair dryer, Wei Chen turned to look at the coach with a serious expression.
"Let me play a carry jungler today."
The room immediately fell into silence.
Wei Chen has always been known as a carry jungler but as long as it was for the team, he could play whatever.
Not to mention, now that Tianmeng has Fu Yue as the main damage dealer, Wei Chen is more inclined to play support jungler.
That's why his words were rather shocking.
Despite feeling a bit astonished, Coach He readily accepted his request, "Ok. Fu Yue, you play the support mage then."
Fu Yue had no problem with this arrangement and said okay.
Their opponent today was a mid-tier team, JX who was two places higher than theirs.
JX first banned Chase which made Coach He smile.
Wei Chen might really be able to play carry jungler more often this season.
Thanks to Fu Yue's recent limelight, he actually attracted all the firepower causing the enemy team to ban three mid-laners in a row.
As a result, Tianmeng immediately slammed down Shadow causing everyone to scream excitedly.
[Ah ah ah! Silence is playing Shadow! How long has it been?! Was it three years ago?!]
[To think that they actually let Shadow go through what was JX thinking???]
[Why did they target 404 instead of Silence??? Are you courting death??]
JX, on the other hand, was not that surprised to see Shadow being locked in. To begin with, they wanted to have prior mid by forcing Fu Yue to play a support mage.
Silence was hard to deal with but as long as the middle road was weak, they could restrain him.
Perhaps, because they haven't seen Silence in action for a while, they temporarily forgot how Wei Chen earned his name.
[First Blood!]
JX's mid-laner looked at the gray screen and couldn't speak for a while.
Silence didn't go to his jungle or invade but has been squatting in the mid-lane to catch him???
After getting a kill, Shadow immediately disappeared into the jungle.
JX's mid-laner hastily warned, "Bot lane, be careful, Shadow is in the lower jungle."
However, several minutes later, JX's mid-laner got taunted by Fu Yue, and in the next second, Shadow suddenly reappeared to join the fight.
[TM_Silence has slain JX_Apple!]
Apple: "..."
JX's jungler suggested, "Apple, play safe. We couldn't afford to let Silence get ahead so early."
Apple's face changed drastically.
Their initial plan was to collapse the middle road but the current situation was the opposite.
Regardless of whether 404 was playing a carry or support, it didn't matter at all.
Tianmeng still has Silence in the team.
Thanks to Wei Chen's aggressive tempo, JX looked sluggish and unorganized.
6 minutes barely passed and Wei Chen already had five kills on his head.
He had the most gold in the entire game.
Fu Yue would even let Wei Chen eat his soldiers to allow him to reach his item spike faster.
Due to this, Wei Chen's experience was somehow even higher than Fu Yue, a solo laner.
Tianmeng's fans, especially Wei Chen's die-hard fans roared.
[Ah ah ah! My husband is so handsome!]
[Great God Silence is back!]
[How long has it been since I have seen Silence perform this well???]
[This is why you would rather put Silence on tank duty than a carry jungler!]
[Silence is slaughtering them! So cruel, so cruel!]
Everyone in JX broke out in a cold sweat. They had played against Silence before but had never seen him being this violent before!
Why is he playing like he is trying to set the fastest game record?!
Although it was not Wei Chen's intention to do so, he did set up a new record.
The fastest game at 17 minutes 45 seconds and with the highest KDA in this season!
The Team Leader couldn't help but praise, "Wow, why is he in such good form today?!"
Coach He was also stunned by Wei Chen's performance. He said in a hesitant tone, "Maybe… Since he can't beat people in real life, he decided to vent in the game?"
When they arrived at the base, it was still quite early.
Wei Chen said nothing and silently disappeared into his room.
Watching his retreating back, Li Haoran couldn't help but sigh, "I guess Captain wanted to finish the game quickly since he felt uncomfortable."
He then turned to look suspiciously at Fu Yue who was fidgeting at the entrance.
"Si-ge, aren't you going to your room?"
Without even looking at him, Fu Yue mumbled, "I need some time to mentally prepare myself."
Li Haoran blinked his eyes in confusion, "For what?"
Fu Yue replied in a solemn tone, "For war."
Li Haoran: "...?"
After what seemed to be an eternity, Fu Yue finally dragged himself up to the second floor.
Standing in front of his room, Fu Yue subconsciously swallowed his saliva. Taking one more deep breath, he pushed down the handle.
The door cracked open and cool pheromones leaked through the gap.
Fu Yue paused for a bit before pushing the door, walked in, and closed it with a backhand.
Everything plunged into darkness but he could still make out a faint silhouette of a certain man sitting on top of his bed.