The Jasmine Scented White Moonlight

Chapter 27 - Talk

It felt as if his throat had been scorched, both painful and itchy, desperately needing water to soothe the burning pain. Shen Shuyun half-opened his eyes and weakly called out, "Water..."

Ning Wan quickly jumped out of bed and went to fetched a glass of water, he helped Shen Shuyun to sit up slowly. He placed the rim of the glass against Shen Shuyun's slightly cracked lower lip, and gently lifted his hand to pour the water in.

Shen Shuyun instinctively swallowed, drinking half a glass of water with Ning Wan's help. His mind gradually cleared, and the memories of the previous night returned. He opened his eyes, stared blankly at Ning Wan for a while, then fluttered his eyelashes, and his eyelids finally drooped halfway down.

"Brother Yun, I'm sorry..." Ning Wan sat there, feeling like he was being eaten alive by a thousand ants, in great agony. "I... I didn't mean to... I don't know what happened after I drank last night..."

Ning Wan covered his head, recalling the previous night. His memory was very fuzzy; he only remembered smelling a scent of jasmine, then instinctively pulling someone into his arms and licking that gland which belonged to him.

Although his mind was hazy, Ning Wan was clearly aware that this was his omega, so he held him contentedly. However, the omega's repeated rejections made him very impatient. He felt a burning irritation in his heart, clouding his vision and mind, driving him with an animalistic instinct to possess and control the omega beneath him. So he bit down hard on his gland, making him unable to move...

It wasn't until the next morning when he saw the dried tear stains on Shen Shuyun's face and the bruised and bloodied back of his neck that he suddenly realized what he had done.

He feared losing this person, yet he used the dumbest method.

Shen Shuyun's Adam's apple moved up and down. His slender neck was wrapped in a circle of white gauze, and the swollen, painful gland at the back was covered with a thick layer of cool ointment. He guessed it was Ning Wan who applied the medicine for him.

It was applied so thickly, and the gauze was wrapped crookedly and unevenly. It was clearly the work of Ning Wan, this clumsy alpha.

"I..." Shen Shuyun realized his voice was completely hoarse when he spoke.

Ning Wan showed a nearly crying expression, moved to the front of Shen Shuyun's bed, nervously clenched his fists like a child who had done something wrong, and dared not look Shen Shuyun in the eyes.

"I want to eat Xiao Long Bao from Xuanyu Lou and the Ama's pastries from South Street," Shen Shuyun's gaze fell on Ning Wan's hair whirl, his voice as light as a feather. "Can you buy them for me?"

Shen Shuyun knew that no matter what he said now, Ning Wan would blame himself and will come to talk to him what was wrong... But he didn't want to hear any apologies or explanations anymore. It was better to send Ning Wan out, let him do something for him. This way, maybe both of them would feel better this way.

"Okay, okay," Ning Wan stood up. "I'll go now."

Shen Shuyun smiled slightly, watching Ning Wan hurriedly put on his clothes and grab the car keys to leave. It wasn't until he heard the sound of the front door closing downstairs that the smile on his face gradually faded, revealing the extremely tired face behind the smile.

He slowly lay back on the bed, stiffly moving his neck, trying not to let the injured gland touch the pillow because it hurt so much.

Shen Shuyun really felt a bit tired.

He hugged himself tightly, telling himself that last night was just a nightmare. His alpha was still that affectionate person, but the persistent pain in the back of his neck shattered all his illusions.