I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

When Zhuang Jin received his brother's call, he had just finished a meeting. With a cigarette in his pocket, he pushed open the glass door with a weary look, and went outside.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yan, you suddenly came to me? Didn't you fall in love and forget what your brother looks like?"

Sure enough, after a little teasing, Zhuang Yan's tone became unhappy: "I just met on the weekend."

Zhuang Jin laughed lightly.

He bit his cigarette and lit the fire, and stopped bullying his younger brother, waiting for Zhuang Yan to speak by himself.

"Brother," Zhuang Yan said, "do you remember that when I was a teenager, I was hospitalized for a pheromone disorder."

Zhuang Jin responded with a nasal voice.

"At that time, the doctor asked you if I had been exposed to any drugs. You said, how is this possible."

"..."

Zhuang Yan said: "But it seems that I was really drugged, brother, can you still find the original record?"

Zhuang Jin glanced at his own optical brain, the information was not saved, it should be in the old optical brain. You can definitely do the translation, but it will take some time.

He asked, "OK, I'll send it to you tonight."

After a pause, he felt wrong again: "Wait, Xiaoyan, why do you want this all of a sudden? How many years have passed, it won't have anything to do with Chen E's affairs, right?"

Zhuang Yan: "Yes."

Zhuang Jin looked at his younger brother on the screen and couldn't help feeling angry.

"Xiaoyan," Zhuang Jin said earnestly, "Did he tell you something? To be honest with you, there are indeed some turmoil outside now, but that's it. Chen E's position is stable, and the military department has no intention of giving up on him.

"Don't think of him as a poor little guy, rushing out to do stupid things by himself."

Zhuang Yan looked very obedient under the camera, he raised his eyes: "Brother, don't imagine me too stupid."

Zhuang Jin: "..."

Forget it, anyway, no matter what Zhuang Yan plans to do, Chen E is always behind him to help him out.

Zhuang Jin felt a toothache after thinking too much, so he had no choice but to put this matter in the memo.

In the evening, Zhuang Yan received the information from his brother as scheduled.

The medical record is very simple, but it is the symptoms and treatment methods of some pheromone disorders. The doctor wrote a few sentences casually, saying that it was highly suspected to be a hypersensitivity reaction caused by drugs.

Turning to the end, Zhuang Yan found the doctor's contact information.

Although many years have passed, he still tried to dial the phone and consulted the doctor politely.

When doing these things, Zhuang Yan tried to avoid Chen E as much as possible.

Alpha doesn't stay with Zhuang Yan all the time—he sometimes needs to close the door for meetings, or go to the underground training ground to complete daily training.

He shouldn't think too much, Zhuang Yan thought.

Staying together in the study at night, Zhuang Yan sat cross-legged on the sofa and continued to talk about his ideas to Chen E.

"I plan to keep the traces caused by the explosion, because this is a special landform unique to 7c. When the atmosphere and biosphere are successfully reconstructed, the pothole may become a new habitat for animals and plants in the natural evolution."

He showed Chen E videos from other planets. The waterfall startled the flying birds, and a beam of faint morning light scattered from the top of the deep pit, reflecting the layers of vegetation on the cliff.

Zhuang Yan's eyes were round: "Chen E, what do you think?"

"nice."

"Then what kind of home do you like?"

Chen E lowered his eyes, glanced at the devastated 7c model, and finally landed on Zhuang Yan's cheek.

Omega didn't realize how childish his words were, like a house, he could give it whatever he wanted.

It was as if a feather was gently flapping its chest.

Chen E said, "Anything is fine."

Zhuang Yan poked at him: "You can say whatever you want."

"That's what it is now."

After a while, Chen E said again: "It can be the same as yours, depending on your preference."

Zhuang Yan's ears turned red belatedly, he looked away, and turned the model half a circle in a serious manner.

He tried his best to keep his tone steady: "Then let me calculate the cost and structure here."

Zhuang Yan immersed himself in the calculations for a long time, until after ten thirty, Chen E pushed him to wash up.

There was steam in the bathroom, and he moved slowly, because he was still thinking about the calculation process and approximate figures.

When he came out and saw that Chen E had prepared a towel, Zhuang Yan was pulled over, covered his head like a dog hook, and asked Alpha to help him wipe his wet hair.

"What are you thinking?" Chen E asked.

"After graduation, I will work hard to make money."

"Ok?"

Zhuang Yan's voice was wrapped in a towel and sounded muffled: "...repairing planets is very expensive."

Chen E lifted the towel, lowered his head and kissed him. Alpha is too tall, and he always doesn't realize that he should accommodate Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan was rubbed on the back of his neck, raised his head obediently and obediently, and tried his best to climb Chen E's shoulder.

At that time, the atmosphere was thick, and Zhuang Yan was a little out of breath, so he thumped slightly.

Alpha's fingertips were very hard, which gave him the illusion that he was about to be bullied.

But no, Chen E let him go and said, "Wait for me for a while."

Zhuang Yan raised her face with the towel on her head, and hummed in a trembling nasal voice. Chen E pressed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and walked out the door.

In two or three minutes, Alpha came back.

He brought his wallet and fetched the optical brains of the two, and then urged Zhuang Yan to enter the password of the optical brain with a sullen face.

Zhuang Yan was a little dazed, but he was very obedient and did everything according to what he did. Anyway, he had nothing to hide.

He handed over the optical brain, and Chen E took it back, and connected Zhuang Yan's payment account to himself.

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Then I saw Chen E draw out a few cards and put them next to the light brain. If I remember correctly, Alpha should have used it to buy things before.

"Xiaoyan," Chen E said, "I've never been in a relationship before, and I just remembered it now."

His side face was sullen, and his appearance looked strange and clumsy, as if he was afraid of Zhuang Yan's anger.

Zhuang Yan retorted: "I'm not short of money—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again, Chen E said: "This is different, I gave it to you."

"..."

"Take it."

After the Zhuang Banquet, Chen E's eyes were slightly bent, revealing a faint smile.

He seldom smiled, and occasionally in front of the banquet, his expression was gentle and relaxed.

But sitting on the bed with so many cards in hand feels really weird. Zhuang Yan hesitated for a moment, then handed it back to Chen E.

Before Alpha suppressed his smile, Zhuang Yan explained: "Put it on the table first."

Chen E didn't move, but looked at him with heavy eyes. Zhuang Yan could only say, "I'll put it away tomorrow."

"do not forget."

Lie on the bed together and turn off the lights. There was a ray of moonlight shining through the cracks in the curtains, and a streak of frost followed the undulating contours of the quilt, and finally fell on the side of Chen E's face.

Zhuang Yan turned around, and his voice was extremely soft: "When the bonus is paid out, I will hand it over to you, okay?"

Chen E raised his eyelids and looked at him from a very close distance.

"What for me?"

Zhuang Yan thought for a while: "Pocket money."

"..."

Zhuang Yan tried to be as straightforward as possible, but when he thought about the actual figures, he felt a little hot.

He quietly pinched Chen E's fingertips under the quilt.

"Maybe not too much, anyway, don't think too little."

Chen E was silent.

There was a warm fragrance in the room, like spilled sweet-scented osmanthus wine. The quilt slid down, and the moonlight suddenly became chaotic.

Zhuang Yan's slender fingers grabbed the pillow and said with a trembling voice, "Don't, don't bite your neck."

Perhaps because the words were too pleading, Chen E really didn't bite, but just gently rubbed the crest of his neck restraintly with the tip of his nose.

After rubbing, he was turned over again, Zhuang Yan's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were slightly closed. In the dark environment, his skin was a soft and smooth ivory white.

Zhuang Yan didn't choke up this time and wanted to stick the wings, it was Chen E who learned it on his own initiative. Alpha rubbed the corners of Zhuang Yan's eyes and earlobes with a white feather, as if coaxing and comforting.

Even when he was breathing the most, Chen E didn't make much sound. Alpha gritted his teeth tightly, trying to hide the person inside his wings.

After passing by, he called out in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoyan."

The moon had already risen very high, Zhuang Yan propped up his body with weak hands and feet. Before Chen E's wings could be retracted, he glanced blankly, and immediately burned all the way from the eyelids to the root of the neck.

...how, how could this happen.

It got dirty by itself.

Chen E didn't care much, kissed Zhuang Yan, and was about to get up and take another shower.

Zhuang Yan stayed by the bed for a while, driven by shame and guilt, slowly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

The water had just been turned on and the bathroom hadn't heated up yet. Chen E lowered his eyes and glanced at him: "Do you want to take a bath too?"

"Your wings," Zhuang Yan asked with embarrassment, "can I wash them myself?"

"..."

Chen E pursed his lips and asked Zhuang Yan to sit by the bathtub.

The left half of Alpha's wings are white and wide. After all, it is in the shape of a swan. When it is fully unfolded, the entire bathroom looks small.

Zhuang Yan gently smeared the foam on, and then slowly combed down along the lines of the feathers with fingertips.

The tips of the wings are also drooping downwards, and the covert feathers will flutter when they touch a comfortable place. The touch of Zhuang Yan's fingertips was very light, and it was an intimate reaction like a gesture of affection.

Obviously just combing the left side, the incomplete right half of the wing swayed uncontrollably.

Zhuang Yan was startled, and raised his face cautiously. Chen E also turned his head, frowning slightly.

Alpha probably felt embarrassed, and said to Zhuang Yan: "Okay, I will do it myself."

But Zhuang Yan didn't move too far, because his legs were sore and his body didn't have much strength, so he couldn't stand up at all.

He combed the feathers with his fingers again, and the asymmetrical wings flapped again.

Chen E: "..."

Zhuang Yan: "Look, you obviously like asking me to help you."

If Chen E was really unwilling, then Zhuang Yan definitely couldn't force it.

But the young man's ears were red, and he maintained a half-kneeling posture, turning his face away to let the banquet continue.

Combing from left to right, Chen E's back muscles tensed slightly. Zhuang Yan re-lathers the foam, and gently smears it from the root of the wing to the incomplete part.

Perhaps because of its immature development, Chen E's stump is basically covered with soft down feathers, carrying the warmth of his body.

The left wing has been stoutly folded, motionless. But the tip of the right wing still fluttered slightly, and the warm water soaked through the fluff and flowed up the back.

Zhuang Yan thought to himself, since it has been washed, it should be cleaned up.

So he rubbed the foam with the palm of his hand, and smoothed the feathers patiently twice. Alpha snorted softly, arching his back.

"...Are you ready?" Chen E asked.

Holding the shower, Zhuang Yan rinsed off all the bubbles before saying, "Okay."

He was also wet, but too tired to deal with it. Zhuang Yan thought with peace of mind, anyway, they help each other, and it will be Chen E's turn to help him later.

Chen E stood up and reached out to take down the clean towel from a high place. He wrapped Zhuang Yan in a towel, before drying it, he couldn't wait to kiss her.

This time the kiss was urgent, with a somewhat special meaning. Zhuang Yan struggled hard in the gap, and whispered: "I really have no strength."

"I know."

"...How about tomorrow?"

"Ok."

He didn't make things difficult for Zhuang Yan, shook off the towel, and awkwardly helped Omega wipe up the splashed water.

Zhuang Yan felt a little relieved, but the kiss fell again. From the corners of the eyes to the earlobes, Chen E held his breath, restrained himself and kissed him gently.

"Small banquet."

Chen E said, "I love you."