[BL] After Transmigrating into an Omega, I was Marked by the Enemy

Chapter 12 - This scent is a bit familiar...

As the former school yard bully Yan Qiu's best friend, Xie Yu knew that there was only one person in the whole world who would dare to be so mean to him!

Xie Yu's lips trembled and he sniffled as he suddenly pounced on Yan Qiu. He held Yan Qiu's neck tightly, refusing to let go as he cried until the pear blossom was bathed in rain. He cried until he was out of breath.

"Laozi!"

His roar was so loud that the entire class turned to look at him.

"...My dear son, Laozi did not love thee in vain." His neck was strangled as a monkey hung from his neck, causing his head to ache. Nonetheless, as he grit his teeth, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

Xie Yu had recognized him right away. Although the kid was a bit lacking in the head, in other regards, he was a bit smarter than Ji Xinglan.

On the other hand, it seemed Xie Yu was about to open the floodgates. The fuzzy head full of curly hair was still arched in Yan Qiu's arms. He could only watch helplessly as Xie Yu cried himself into snot and tears. Clearly a large person, but he didn't look like an adult alpha with all his tears and snot flowing down, all of which was rubbed into his school uniform.

An alpha and an omega holding each other in broad daylight. The scene was a bit shocking, and after a few moments, many bystanders had gathered around. Even Bai Yuanyuan had stopped applying her makeup to give them a surprised look.

Yan Qiu, who was being scowled at by the bystanders, hurriedly pushed the crying Xie Yu away and pulled a tissue out of his pocket.

At the same time someone shouted, "Not good, Sun Mang is here!"

All of the students surveying the scene suddenly scattered like a flock of birds and small animals, flashing back to their positions at lightning speed.

In less than one second, all of the students were sitting in their seats with their textbook open, reading aloud. No sooner came the sound of high heels stepping through the door as a woman in her fifties with big wavy hair and red lips entered the room carrying a bag and a stainless steel thermos.

When Yan Qiu raised his head, he was met with a sharp glare and he buried his head in the book, feeling a chill behind him.

Sun Mang, the headteacher and foreign language teacher of class 1, was well known. Yan Qiu had heard of her before. However, the things he'd heard weren't good at all.

Basically, Xie Yu would complain about her. The most common complaint was that Ms. Sun was a traditionalist similar to Yan, the director of the Political Education department, who was so serious that he never smiled. The kind of person she despised the most was the ignorant type who loved to make trouble.

Ms. Sun stood next to the teacher's desk in front of the classroom and scanned the crowd as she pushed back her glasses. Her eyes paused at the window before she noticed that Yan Oiu had changed seats. She frowned slightly but didn't say anything. Then, she plugged in a flash drive and opened up a PowerPoint that she had prepared for the class.

Meanwhile, Xie Yu, who was still crying, was constantly blowing his nose on his sleeve. As he cried, Yan Qiu's desk shook, trembling along with each blow of Xie Yu's nose.

Why was such a big man crying? Yan Qiu was a bit upset when he started to cry, so he moved his desk a bit to the side, sliding away from Xie Yu as he tossed him more tissues and opened his book to listen to the lesson.

In Yan Qiu's eyes, it had only been a few days since he last had class. In reality, he was more than a semester behind. The material was new and it was hard for Yan Qiu, who had now fallen behind, to consume so much new information.