The Poor Little Alpha From A Wealthy Family Has A Baby - Chapter 16

Chapter 16 – “Don’t leave…”

　　Sheng Yang lay obediently on Pei Chuan’s shoulder, his slender white legs swaying.

　　Pei Chuan didn’t know why, but he always felt as if he had seen this scene somewhere before, but that scene was so fleeting that he couldn’t remember it clearly.

　　Sheng Yang didn’t sleep well the whole night. Miraculously, the moment he met Pei Chuan, he began to feel sleepy.

　　When Pei Chuan put him in the passenger seat, Sheng Yang hummed in a daze. Pei Chuan said in a gentle tone he had never used before: “Sleep for a while, we’ll be home soon.”

　　When Pei Chuan mentioned the word “hone”, he felt a little unfamiliar.

　　Home had become a very distant word for him.

　　When he was 14 years old, a huge change happened in the Pei family. Pei Chuan was chased and fell on his head while trying to escape, causing some of his memory to be damaged.

　　The doctor once said that it might be the human brain’s self-protection consciousness that protects the most important part of the memory.

　　But Pei Chuan couldn’t remember what it was, and time didn’t allow him to think about it.

　　Pei family’s other competitors also sent people to search for his whereabouts abroad. Pei Chuan had been struggling abroad for nearly ten years before he could barely sit in his current position. For him, home was a very distant word.

　　But would Sheng Yang actually be willing to call the house they lived in together home?

　　Pei Chuan put Sheng Yang away, then looked down at him under the street light.

　　The boy was extremely sleepy, his eyes slightly closed and he raised his head slightly.

　　As long as Pei Chuan lowered his head, his lips would touch his.

　　Pei Chuan’s gaze lingered on Sheng Yang’s lips for a few seconds, then he calmly stood up and gently closed the door.

　　•|•

　　It was four o’clock in the morning when Pei Chuan returned home with Sheng Yang in his arms.

　　He put the person down on the bed steadily, but Sheng Yang grabbed his sleeve and couldn’t get rid of it.

　　In the moonlight, he saw the boy’s brows slightly furrowed, as if he had dreamed of something unsettling, and he murmured, “Don’t go…”

　　Normally, Pei Chuan should have left without looking back, but today he seemed to be pinned down. He sat on the edge of the bed for some unknown reason, letting Sheng Yang pull his sleeve.

　　Sheng Yang had another dream.

　　In the dream, Pei Chuan said goodbye to him with a smile, but never came back. That day was Pei Chuan’s birthday, and Sheng Yang secretly bought Pei Chuan a small cake with the money he saved from helping others with their homework.

　　He stood at the place where they had originally agreed to meet, waiting for Pei Chuan with joy, but he did not come.

　　Sheng Yang was afraid of the dark. He waited from day to night, but Pei Chuan didn’t come.

　　He remembered that the sun was shining brightly that day, but it started to rain in the evening.

　　He was afraid that Pei Chuan couldn’t find him, so he put the cake under the eaves nearby and stubbornly stood in the rain waiting for him.

　　He waited for Pei Chuan for a very long time that day, and when he got home, Sheng Quan slapped him in the face, saying how young he was and yet he had learned to stay out all night. Sheng Yang’s face was swollen, and he didn’t say anything. He developed a high fever at night.

　　But this time in his dream, he actually saw Pei Chuan coming back. He had grown up a lot, and his brows were very cold, but Sheng Yang was not afraid of him at all.

　　As soon as he raised his feet, he found that Pei Chuan had been standing in the pouring rain, staring at him.

　　The further he goes, the further he goes.

　　”Don’t leave…”

　　Sheng Yang murmured.

　　Perhaps it was because the rain was so heavy that he finally shed the tears he had been holding back for years. He choked and said, “Brother, don’t go.”

　　“Don’t go…”

　　Pei Chuan lay on his side on the bed, holding Sheng Yang’s waist with one hand, looking helpless.

　　Is this man made of water?

　　Why does he cry even when he is sleeping? Did he dream about someone that made him so sad?

　　This guess came to his mind, making Pei Chuan feel a little jealous.

　　He pulled the person closer to him, his tone somewhat helpless: “I’m not leaving yet, go to sleep quickly.”

　　The familiar smell flooded into Sheng Yang’s nostrils, and his originally anxious heart was instantly calmed. He tugged at Pei Chuan’s clothes tightly, his face kept leaning into Pei Chuan’s arms, and his legs also wanted to stick to Pei Chuan.

　　Pei Chuan sighed briefly, his tone unconsciously becoming heavier: “Don’t move.”

　　He was also crazy. After being rubbed by Sheng Yang in his arms a few times, he actually reacted.

　　When did his willpower become so weak?

　　Pei Chuan had always kept himself clean during those years abroad, mainly because apart from working, studying and starting a business, he had no time for a relationship. Su Mo even complained that he was like an emotionless robot.

　　Pei Chuan believed that he did not need these irrelevant emotions that would affect his career.

　　But his face was too outstanding. The standard Central Asian face was very popular in the United States. Many OAs from top universities tried to pursue him, but were eventually frozen away by Pei Chuan’s glacier-like face.

　　There were also many people who didn’t believe in it, and put something in Pei Chuan’s cup under the pretext of “If I can’t get his heart, I’ll get his body.”

　　Pei Chuan drank it without any precautions, and it almost led to a big mistake. He locked himself up all night and soaked himself in cold water to get through it.

　　After that, even though he was more cautious, he still got hit a few times, but he managed to get through it with his willpower.

　　But now, Sheng Yang just hummed a few times, and he…

　　Pei Chuan’s face flushed. He wanted to leave the man aside and go take a shower first, but Sheng Yang pulled him closer and wouldn’t let him go.

　　There was no other way, Pei Chuan could only use the quilt to separate the embarrassing parts and let Sheng Yang hold him like a doll to sleep.

　　At night, he looked at Sheng Yang’s peaceful profile and suddenly asked softly, “Sheng Yang, is everything you said tonight true?”

　　Sheng Yang naturally did not answer.

　　Pei Chuan pursed his lips and asked again: “Do you think I’m old?”

　　The only response he got was the boy’s steady breathing.

　　Pei Chuan felt as if a noisy mosquito had flown into his heart, buzzing non-stop.

　　Sheng Yang’s drunken words tonight kept echoing in his mind.

　　”But I just like him.”

　　The boy’s hoarse and aggrieved voice kept echoing in Pei Chuan’s mind.

　　”You don’t have any feelings for Sheng Yang, do you?”

　　Su Mo’s voice also filled his mind.

　　Pei Chuan only felt a dull pain in his temples. He had never felt so confused before.

　　‘Why, is Sheng Yang any different from others?’

　　‘Why do I always get so flustered and confused whenever something concerns Sheng Yang?’

　　Pei Chuan looked at Sheng Yang gravely and asked in a low voice, “What is your purpose in approaching me?”

　　•|•

　　The next day, when Sheng Yang opened his eyes, it was already afternoon.

　　He looked at the room he was in and sat up suddenly.

　　How could he be at Pei Chuan’s house?

　　Wasn’t he at the villa?

　　Who sent him back?

　　Sheng Yang looked at his clothes and found that it was still the bathrobe he wore last night. So how did he get back last night?

　　Sheng Yang blushed deeply.

　　But he didn’t feel any pain, so nothing must have happened.

　　Sheng Yang pinched his belly, feeling very confused.

　　How come he gained so much weight during this period?

　　But fortunately it wasn’t too obvious, so Sheng Yang didn’t care.

　　He slowly went downstairs and saw Pei Chuan sitting in the hall, typing on his computer with his legs crossed.

　　Sheng Yang’s footsteps were very light, but Pei Chuan still heard them. He raised his eyes and asked, “Awake?”

　　Sheng Yang nodded and slowly walked down the stairs.

　　”Brother, how did I get back yesterday?”

　　Sheng Yang’s voice was a little uneasy.

　　He was afraid that he had done something bad while sleeping.

　　Pei Chuan’s hands didn’t stop typing on the keyboard, he kept his eyes fixed on the keyboard and kept talking nonsense: “You came to me when you were drunk, telling me you wanted to go home.”

　　Sheng Yang was stunned.

　　His face flushed with embarrassment: “Is… is that so?”

　　Pei Chuan hummed seriously.

　　Sheng Yang said softly, “Sorry to trouble you.”

　　Pei Chuan said calmly, “I’m glad to know.”

　　After lunch, Pei Chuan had something else to do at the company, so he left first.

　　Sheng Yang finally called Jiang Shu to report that he was safe. Jiang Shu still had a headache after a hangover, so the two chatted for a while and then hung up.

　　Sheng Yang walked around the house and looked at the date.

　　Next Monday is Pei Chuan’s birthday. Should he give him a very special gift?

　　But Sheng Yang couldn’t think of any good way to celebrate after thinking hard.

　　He put down his pen with a depressed look on his face, and searched the Internet for different ways to celebrate birthdays. They were all good, but none of them were suitable for Pei Chuan.

　　Pei Chuan wouldn’t like such a fancy gift.

　　Sheng Yang swung his legs and suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

　　He picked up a pen and began to draw on the picture.

　　Pei Chuan felt that Sheng Yang had been acting a little strange these past few days. This was manifested in the fact that he would always stare at him while eating, and would quickly look away when caught.

　　Is this another little trick to get his attention?

　　Pei Chuan thought aimlessly and didn’t take it to heart.

　　The company’s operations were not running smoothly during this period, and Pei Chuan was returning home later and later.

　　Sheng Yang turns on the lights every day, sits on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, and waiting for Pei Chuan to return.

　　He had been able to hold on until Pei Chuan came home before, but in the past few days, Sheng Yang found that he seemed to be always sleepy and tired easily.

　　When Pei Chuan returned home, he saw that the warm light in the room was on.

　　He entered the room and saw the young man on the sofa still holding a book in his hand, but he had fallen asleep with his head tilted to one side. His black hair was stuck to his fair and beautiful cheeks, making him look particularly well-behaved.

　　Pei Chuan picked him up calmly. Sheng Yang opened his eyes drowsily and said softly, “Brother, you’re back.”

　　”Um.”

　　Pei Chuan said, “You don’t have to wait for me in the future.”

　　Sheng Yang is particularly stubborn in these matters and will wait if he says he will.

　　So he did not accept Pei Chuan’s advice and simply did not answer.

　　Pei Chuan had just put the person on the bed when he received a call from someone in the Pei family’s old house.

　　”Brother Pei Chuan, our shareholders are making trouble. They said they will gather at the old house tonight to discuss whether or not they would withdraw their investment.”

　　Pei Zhi’s voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

　　Pei Chuan’s originally gentle features suddenly turned cold, and he hummed, “I understand.”

　　Pei Chuan hung up the phone and looked at the dusk outside the window.

　　He knew that tomorrow would be a tough battle.

　　He was thinking about all the possibilities that might happen tomorrow, until the young man on the bed turned over and put his arms around his waist. It was then that Pei Chuan came back to his senses.

　　He glanced sideways at Sheng Yang’s face.

　　He guessed it was because summer vacation is here. Sheng Yang’s appetite has not been very good recently. He is always listless when eating and his face has become a little thinner.

　　Perhaps Sheng Yang’s eating problem was more difficult to solve. Pei Chuan turned around and began to wonder if his own approach didn’t suit Sheng Yang’s appetite. Should he hire a nutritionist?

　　Pei Chuan has always suffered from insomnia, which is a sequelae left by those years of hiding abroad.

　　His nerves were on edge and he was easily startled.

　　But every time Sheng Yang was by his side, Pei Chuan would feel sleepy very quickly, especially since the boy was always clinging to him, his body was very warm and soft.

　　The distance between the two was so close that Pei Chuan could clearly smell the lingering fragrance of the boy’s fresh shower gel, but he could not smell anything else.

　　Pei Chuan suddenly wanted to know the answer – what does Sheng Yang’s pheromones smell like?

　　If he wasn’t Beta, then he would know the answer.