WT Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Moonlight Sonata It’s okay, big brother is here.

Chapter 1 Moonlight Sonata It’s okay, big brother is here.

Moonlight flooded the messy bed, love words muted and low.

A slender hand, which used to only caress black and white piano keys, trembled, reaching out from the edge of the bed as if trying to escape.

The next second, a gripping force from the waist pulled the constantly moving figure back with great force.

Between tangled strands of hair, a low male voice, hoarse and intertwined with gasps, appeared in his ear: “Wen Shixi, don’t run.”

“Don’t—” The reply was extremely trembling, scattered in the chaotic and rich pheromones.

The slender youth, tightly confined on the bed, closed his eyes and murmured softly, “It hurts so much, please stop…”

He was just a beta, why treat him like this?

In the endless pleas, the room was dark, solid, and cramped, filled with the metallic smell of rust mixed with blood.

The bite marks on the back of his neck were deep and cruel, overlapping one another, the pain gradually spreading throughout his body from its initial sharpness.

“Don’t bite anymore, I’m not an omega…”

The depths of his body felt as if they were being torn apart, the pre-differentiation fever and severe pain stirring his internal organs together.

Accompanying this, the pheromones pouring into his body became increasingly concentrated, tearing at the sanity in his mind, causing his thoughts to gradually become chaotic.

Wen Shixi couldn’t help but curl up, his hands clenched tightly, his fingertips digging into his palms.

The man behind him hugged him, burying his nose in the back of his neck, sniffing repeatedly, confirming the impossible pheromones, stubbornly and endlessly.

In the silence, in the dark night, snow suddenly fell outside the window.

Accompanied by the fluttering snowflakes, a faint, almost imperceptible, clear scent slowly seeped out of Wen Shixi’s body.

Realizing the unstoppable changes in his body, with only a sliver of reason left, his trembling voice pleaded: “Let me go, Jiang Quanyu… I beg you…”

Unable to resist, the person behind him gradually stopped moving.

The violent and turbulent agitation filling the room was soothed by this slowly emerging pheromone, finally ceasing its obsessive fixation and gradually turning into a hazy tenderness instead.

Only after a long time did Wen Shixi gradually feel that he was being held in someone’s arms, the throbbing of a heart beating close to his own conveying through the fading gasps.

Slowly, a soft touch covered the tooth marks on the back of his neck.

A kiss without harm, full of deep affection, gently landed between the tooth marks that had been infused with countless pheromones.

As if everything was finally over, the man held Wen Shixi’s shoulders and slowly turned him around.

One hand gently caressed his tear-stained cheeks, his fingertips lightly touching the already red and swollen corners of his eyes.

In the midst of endless torment, the sudden tenderness brought an incredible warmth, enveloping Wen Shixi.

A flattering kiss landed on the tip of his nose, and thin lips that had licked his wounds were stained with blood, full of violence yet incredibly sweet.

Then, gentle kisses descended again, spreading across his already numb lips, carefully tasting them.

Crimson slowly rubbed against his lip flesh, gradually deepening, a deep kiss plundering the air.

The fusion that went deep into his bones was incessant until the moment suffocation struck, and air finally squeezed into his lungs with each breath.

His soft lips, panting heavily, were slightly open, covered with the glistening traces of sucking and biting, tinged with blood, like broken petals that had been repeatedly ground and darkened, both withered and beautiful.

Gasping for breath, Wen Shixi slowly opened his eyes.

The next second, the sliver of hope that had suddenly sprung up in his heart was instantly shattered by the desire-filled eyes of the person in front of him.

In the man’s dark, sea-like pupils, huge waves surged.

Beside those unconcealed eyes, even a light touch became dangerous.

The throbbing pheromones had not dissipated, but had merely retreated slightly, waiting for the next opportunity to pour back into this slender and emaciated body.

The strange heat coming from within his body, the man’s inexplicable tenderness, gradually made Wen Shixi lose his mind amidst the torment.

The overwhelming pheromones washed through his blood, and his long-standing resistance finally gradually weakened, turning into a soft and intertwined desire.

Not only his lips, Wen Shixi’s entire body was soft.

Their bodies touched lightly, their temperatures clinging to each other.

Hot fingertips slid gently along his skin, carrying a lingering meaning, staining every inch of that body.

“Jiang Quanyu… It’s so strange, so hot.”

Wen Shixi murmured softly, his eyes filled with tears, rippling with red at the corners.

“It’s okay.”

The man coaxed in a low voice.

“Big brother is here.”

He breathed deeply, inhaling the gradually emerging cool scent from the person beneath him, his eyes filled with unfathomable depths.

“It’ll be over soon.”

With the man’s words, Wen Shixi’s brow furrowed slightly.

Over soon… What did that mean?

He didn’t want to become an omega, he didn’t want to become an omega—

Wen Shixi struggled again, pushing away weakly, but the next second, his hands were grasped again by the man, rendering everything futile.

A low voice came from above, full of oppression and power.

“You can’t escape.”

Wen Shixi.

You were the one who said we would always be together.

–

In the silent midnight hour, moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the high-rise apartment, spilling onto the grand piano beside the gauze curtains.

The sharp yet soft edges of the piano were outlined by the moonlight, reflecting a cold light.

Beside the piano, a teddy bear toppled over on the bay window.

In the quiet bedroom, the sound of breathing became increasingly clear and rapid, and then, the figure on the bed suddenly moved, trembling awake among the soft pillows, sitting up in an instant.

The violent sound of his heartbeat accompanied his awakening, expanding in the familiar and warm spacious bedroom.

In the clear and still night, the sound of the piano was melodious and vibrant, dispelling the palpitations little by little.

Wen Shixi’s hand, which had been clutching the thin blanket, gradually loosened, his pale fingertips slowly regaining their color.

Beside him, another person noticed that he had woken up, and quickly got up, his face overflowing with concern.

“Shixi, what’s wrong?”

Wen Shixi raised a hand and propped it against his forehead.

…It was a dream.

The stereo next to him was playing Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 14.

When describing the first movement of the “Moonlight Sonata,” the German poet Ludwig Rellstab called it “a small boat swaying on the moonlit surface of Lake Lucerne in Switzerland.”

As the reality of the scene gradually covered the dream, calmness slowly returned.

Today was the end of the month, Wen Shixi’s monthly heat.

As usual, he had found an alpha to spend it with, but he seemed to have fallen asleep dazedly after the temporary marking just now.

Wen Shixi slowly exhaled: “It’s nothing, I… had a nightmare.”

As he spoke, he got out of bed: “I’ll go get a bottle of water.”

In the moonlight, a slender figure in soft, light-colored loungewear walked out of the bedroom.

The strong scent of alpha pheromones spilled out from the opened door, crowding around the omega’s figure as it surged out.

In the moonlight, Wen Shixi walked to the refrigerator, opened it, and casually grabbed a bottle of ice-cold mineral water.

The cold liquid entered his mouth, slowly entering the depths of his body along his esophagus, extinguishing the heat that had appeared in his body due to the dream.

Before long, another figure followed closely behind, also walking out of the room.

The tall alpha came up behind Wen Shixi, his movements intimate and gentle, relying on his height and build to lean lightly against the person in front of him.

As they approached, their bodies pressed together, intimately and seamlessly, as if Wen Shixi was being encircled in his arms.

Wen Shixi frowned slightly when he felt the closeness behind him.

“Cheng Xuan, what time is your flight tomorrow?” Wen Shixi asked.

“Ten in the morning.” As Cheng Xuan spoke, he leaned forward and reached into the refrigerator.

Wen Shixi’s body was forced forward with him, the cold air from the refrigerator lingering on his skin, bringing a slight chill.

Soon, Cheng Xuan took out a can of sparkling wine from the refrigerator and asked as he withdrew, “Will you come to the airport to see me off?”

Wen Shixi: “No.”

Cheng Xuan smiled slightly and looked down at the back of Wen Shixi’s neck.

On the delicate glands, a tooth mark was faintly visible, the red tooth marks swaying invitingly, exuding a tempting scent, making people couldn’t help but want to bite again.

Cheng Xuan asked, “We’ve known each other for so many years, won’t you even see me off?”

Hearing this, Wen Shixi moved his body slightly, avoiding Cheng Xuan’s closeness, and walked towards the sofa in the living room with the bottle of mineral water.

Cheng Xuan’s gaze followed Wen Shixi’s back, and as he turned, he leaned against the wall beside the refrigerator with a can of wine in his hand.

He kept watching Wen Shixi’s figure, only to see Wen Shixi walk to the sofa, and then turn around and sit lazily in the sofa.

The sofa faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the moonlight gently spread across his face.

Wen Shixi was too lazy to even make an excuse: “What’s the point of seeing you off?”

The beautiful and dignified youth leaned lazily on the sofa, the collar of his loungewear slightly open, revealing the elegant undulations of his collarbone, a expanse of whiteness everywhere.

Cheng Xuan’s tone was a bit playful: “We just marked each other, and you’re already so heartless?”

Wen Shixi’s gaze wandered, looking at the vase on the coffee table not far away, the pale purple irises elegant and charming, standing quietly in the moonlight.

In the quiet room, Wen Shixi could feel that the alpha pheromones in his body were slowly comforting him, neutralizing the throbbing pains caused by his illness.

He leaned on the sofa, squinting slightly, like a satiated and lazy cat, and said lightly, “Going to Vienna is your dream, isn’t it? Don’t make it sound like you’re unwilling.”

Cheng Xuan stood for a moment, walking towards Wen Shixi while saying, “But if I leave, maybe I won’t come back.”

Wen Shixi tilted his head, the emotions in his eyes faint, and said bluntly, “I only let you come over today because I knew you wouldn’t come back.”

As he spoke, the melody of the Moonlight Sonata flowed in the room, the piano sounds soothing and melodious, lightly resounding in all directions.

Wen Shixi liked these marking partners the most, preferably those he would never have to see again after a temporary marking.

Cheng Xuan walked to Wen Shixi’s side and sat on the sofa next to him, his movements relaxed and natural.

Cheng Xuan: “Shixi, I’ll be a little sad if you say that.”

Wen Shixi’s expression was extremely indifferent, and there wasn’t a trace of emotion in his words: “Could you please go back to normal right away and stop saying these sticky things?”

Cheng Xuan chuckled and didn’t respond for a moment.

It was true that the two were good friends, but for Cheng Xuan, he had lost count of how many years he had liked Wen Shixi.

Almost from the moment he entered the music academy and saw Wen Shixi for the first time, Cheng Xuan could no longer take his eyes off this beautiful and alluring omega.

Wen Shixi came from a wealthy family, and his whole being was both aloof and arrogant. He had a face that could be described as wickedly beautiful and was a prominent figure in the piano department.

Cheng Xuan, who was studying conducting, relied on his versatile and meticulous heart to gradually approach this beloved piano prince step by step during his university years.

Then, Cheng Xuan discovered that Wen Shixi’s appearance was pure and harmless, but inside that perfect body, there was no heart at all.

During the musical variations, the piano sounds became momentarily rapid, as if jumping up, attracting Cheng Xuan’s attention.

After a moment, Cheng Xuan asked, “Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 14, aren’t you very disgusted with this piece?”

Wen Shixi raised his hand and flicked the hair from his forehead.

Soft strands of hair intertwined between his fingers, and as they lifted, a small patch of skin was revealed on his forehead.

His tone was cold: “I am very disgusted with it.”

Beethoven had once fallen madly in love with a woman, Julietta, and wrote this piece for her.

But Julietta was not only beautiful, but also very selfish. In the end, she married a nobleman of the time and became a countess.

Cheng Xuan was puzzled: “Then why did you specifically put it on to listen to?”

Wen Shixi thought for a moment, and his light-colored eyes swept across the piano not far away.

Wen Shixi: “I was just listening casually.”

Today, the headline on the front page of the European Classical Music Weekly was the good news that the famous pianist Tang Xu and the eldest son of the Jiang family, Jiang Quanyu, were about to get engaged in Washington.

Cheng Xuan looked at Wen Shixi’s face, which had not a trace of emotion, and was silent for a while.

Having known Wen Shixi for so long, that person always had this expression of not caring about anything, yet it always made him feel itchy and want to touch the forbidden area beneath that indifference, to see what was actually inside Wen Shixi’s heart.

For a time, the piano music disturbed the heart, and Cheng Xuan opened his mouth and asked inexplicably.

“Shixi, perhaps, you… would you like to go to Vienna with me?”