WT Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Precious things shouldn’t hurt.

Jiang Quanyu looked straight ahead: “Because you looked like you wanted to curse me just now.”

Wen Shixi pouted.

He couldn’t deny it.

Jiang Quanyu drove while saying, “So, are you doing well?”

“Having an abundance of money and time to waste, of course, I’m doing great.” Wen Shixi tilted his head, leaning against the car window, and asked, “However, is it appropriate for a brother to ask this after turning someone into an omega without permission and then disappearing abroad for seven years?”

Jiang Quanyu tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, then his expression returned to normal: “Oh, do you want me to apologize?”

Wen Shixi: “…I don’t want to hear it. When are you going back to America?”

“Why are you curious about that?” Jiang Quanyu asked, “Don’t want to see me?”

Wen Shixi: “Yeah, annoying.”

A red light appeared in the distance, and the car stopped smoothly.

Jiang Quanyu raised a hand, resting it on the window frame, and lightly touched his cheek with the other hand.

“It seems that when I’m not around, no one disciplines you.”

Wen Shixi didn’t retort immediately upon hearing this.

His voice was softer, as he faintly said, “Yeah, indeed no one will discipline me.”

Even if he practiced the piano intently, not eating or drinking all day, no one would appear in the empty apartment, putting on a cold face and scolding him condescendingly.

Not to mention the various alphas constantly surrounding him.

The red light turned green, and the car moved forward again.

Inside the quiet car, the faint fragrance of the car’s air freshener floated, with base notes of seaweed and amber wood mixed with an oceanic scent.

Jiang Quanyu was silent for a moment before saying, “I’ll take care of Ling Xiao’s matter.”

Wen Shixi: “I don’t need you to interfere in this matter.”

“Don’t need me to interfere?” Jiang Quanyu said indifferently, “What can you do with just the recording in your hand?”

Wen Shixi listened to Jiang Quanyu’s words, his face reflecting the dim light of the streetlights.

Wen Shixi: “I just think that even if I wake up one day and am thoroughly marked by Ling Xiao inside and out, it has nothing to do with you.”

In the unnoticed shadows, Jiang Quanyu’s expression paused slightly.

“Is that so.”

Wen Shixi’s tone was smiling: “But when you get married, you, as the eldest brother, can sit at the main table.”

Jiang Quanyu: “You want to marry Ling Xiao?”

Wen Shixi paused for a few seconds upon hearing this, feeling a bit nauseous.

Seeing things getting out of hand, he immediately called a stop: “No, no, don’t say such things, I feel disgusted.”

Jiang Quanyu’s expression softened somewhat, as if he had finally heard something he liked from the sharp-tongued Wen Shixi.

Soon, Jiang Quanyu asked appropriately, “Do you want to stop and rest for a while?”

“No need.” Wen Shixi said, “Just don’t talk to me, let me rest for a while.”

In the momentary silence, Wen Shixi was dazzled by the streetlights and gently closed his eyes.

In the low-frequency friction sound of the tires against the ground, Wen Shixi heard the man’s deep voice.

Jiang Quanyu: “Sleepy?”

The low fever made him particularly sleepy. After Wen Shixi closed his eyes, a feeling of soreness slowly overflowed from the depths of his brain.

Although he could never say it, his brother’s pheromones made him feel extremely comfortable.

If possible, he really wanted to sleep like this for a while.

“Yeah.” Wen Shixi didn’t open his eyes, his voice soft: “Aren’t you not in a hurry to go back to America?”

Then whatever needed to be said, could be said later.

On the harbor streets in late autumn, the damp and cold sea breeze swirled with a light mist, slowly floating in the air.

The car drove smoothly, and after a dozen minutes, it entered a high-end apartment complex with practiced ease.

Jiang Quanyu parked the car next to the main road of the complex. The car was extremely warm. After the engine sound disappeared, the gentle warm wind mixed with Wen Shixi’s shallow breathing, and time seemed to suddenly become gentle and peaceful.

In the dimness, Jiang Quanyu turned his head and looked at the person beside him.

His gaze, filled with undisguised desire, started from the person’s lightly closed eyes and went all the way down, passing over the tip of his nose and slightly parted lips, finally landing on his slightly open collar.

The desire entrenched in his instincts made him want to reach out and gently peel off the layers of clothing that were blocking his view from the omega in front of him, revealing him completely before his eyes once more.

At this moment, a ringtone rang.

Jiang Quanyu frowned slightly and picked up his phone from the side.

A work call stopped the fantasy that shouldn’t continue.

Jiang Quanyu quickly hung up the phone and turned his head again, looking at Wen Shixi’s slightly opened eyes.

Those eyes had a hint of confusion from just waking up, very similar to his always dazed look as a child.

As their eyes met, Jiang Quanyu’s eyes, which had been filled with desire just now, instantly became extremely complex.

Wen Shixi blinked, looked at Jiang Quanyu, and then at the phone in his hand.

“Are you still busy?” Wen Shixi asked.

He heard Jiang Quanyu say he would be there soon when he was on the phone just now.

Jiang Quanyu: “Yeah, I have a meeting.”

Wen Shixi: “Now?”

“Washington and the country have a half-day time difference.” Jiang Quanyu raised his hand and disengaged the car’s safety lock on the center console, saying, “We’re here, go back.”

As the mechanical sound rang out, Wen Shixi hesitated for a second and nodded, “Okay.”

He was decisive, not even saying goodbye. After unfastening his seat belt, he opened the car door and got out.

Cold air rushed into the car, and the light fragrance swirled out along with Wen Shixi’s body.

Then, after a soft sound, the car door was tightly closed.

The intruding coolness and the residual warm air in the car merged, and as they infiltrated each other, the temperature cooled down slightly.

Jiang Quanyu silently withdrew his gaze and looked at the meaningless dashboard.

The midnight sea fog that had mistakenly entered the car when the door was opened just now wandered in his breath, slowly sinking into his body.

All around was silent, and the echoes of seven years apart reverberated in the car, reflecting Wen Shixi’s unwavering back as he left.

An inexplicable sense of emptiness quietly spread, entrenched in the night.

Jiang Quanyu gently exhaled and lightly closed his eyes.

At this moment, a few soft sounds suddenly came from the right.

Outside the car window, a pair of slender hands gently curled up, lightly knocking on the car window.

Jiang Quanyu looked up, and as the angle changed, a tiny speck of light lit up in his pitch-black eyes.

He pressed the remote button, and the car window slowly lowered.

Wen Shixi’s face was lit by the moonlight, and he bent slightly, leaning his head into the car.

“Do you have my car keys?”

Jiang Quanyu paused for a moment.

“Yeah, I have them.”

Wen Shixi: “Give them back to me.”

Inside the dark car, Jiang Quanyu thought for a moment.

“I’ll have someone drive your car back tomorrow. Don’t go back to the old residence for the time being.”

Wen Shixi: “I want to go see my uncle. I can drive it back myself on the way.”

Hearing about his father, Jiang Quanyu frowned slightly and said simply, “No.”

Wen Shixi was puzzled: “Why?”

Jiang Quanyu: “Without my permission, don’t go back to the old residence, and don’t go see my father. Just stay home and rest well until your heat is over.”

Wen Shixi: “…”

Jiang Quanyu: “Do you understand?”

“What’s the reason?” Wen Shixi asked.

Jiang Quanyu looked at Wen Shixi’s puzzled eyes, and his lips moved unnaturally.

Then, he ambiguously mentioned the name of someone they were both very familiar with.

“Rong Yalan’s death may not have been an accident.”

Wen Shixi was slightly stunned upon hearing this.

Jiang Quanyu: “So Wen Shixi, be obedient.”

Wen Shixi’s eyelids drooped slightly, and then he quickly returned to normal.

“Okay, then have him contact me when he sends someone over.”

As Wen Shixi spoke, he stood up and raised his head.

At this moment, Jiang Quanyu spoke again, stopping Wen Shixi’s departing figure.

“Your hand.”

Wen Shixi stopped and turned his head to look at Jiang Quanyu again.

The starry night reflected thin clouds, and the night wind gently brushed into the car.

“Take care of it yourself.” Jiang Quanyu’s face was slightly turned to the side, entrenched in the shadows inside the car, as if even his voice seemed very unreal: “My brother’s hands are very precious.”

In the quiet complex, the streetlights were silent, illuminating the tranquil night.

The night wind was gentle, as if saying: because it’s precious, so don’t let it hurt, and get well soon.

As his heart squeezed inexplicably, his heartbeat became particularly strange.

Wen Shixi lightly pursed his lips.

“Got it.”