After having lunch at noon, Xiao Jue was called to the office by the headmaster for a lecture. After nearly half an hour, he walked out with a throbbing headache. Suddenly feeling a bit tired, he strolled around the playground for a while before heading to the high school department of his school to find Xiao Qing.

A few days ago, that bastard said he had no money on him. Although Xiao Jue was annoyed by him, he was always harsh with his words but kind-hearted in reality. Whatever he said, Xiao Jue couldn't truly bring himself to be heartless and completely ignore him.

His family is not wealthy, but they can afford their basic necessities. Both of his parents have good-paying jobs in another city and rarely come back home. Every month, they would transfer money to Xiaojue's bank account on time, and even Xiaojing's living expenses are managed by him.

When Shao Qing found Xiao Qing, he was playing basketball on the playground with his classmates. Shao Qing waved frantically to get his attention, and after hesitating for a long time, Xiao Qing unwillingly walked over to him. He casually pulled off the dry towel around his neck and wiped the sweat off his face.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Qing asked impatiently, deliberately distancing herself from him.

"You said you were out of money, right?" Xiao Jue said, as he handed him the two thousand yuan he had just withdrawn, his face sternly warning, "Don't ask me for money again before the end of this month."

After finishing talking, he turned around and left, leaving Xiao Qing dumbfounded in place. He had thought that Xiao Jue had come to criticize him again, but he didn't expect that she had come to give him money instead. This actually caught him by surprise.

Xiao Qing thought for a moment, then grinned carefreely, pocketing the money and turning around to immerse herself back into the basketball court.

Coming out of school, Xiao Jue felt extremely agitated as he looked at the text message notification from the bank on his phone, displaying his account balance.

Before, besides basic living expenses, he rarely had any other expenditures. But since he became an Omega, there has been an additional expense for long-lasting suppressants.

Because of its excellent effectiveness and extremely low side effects on the body, the price of this high-purity long-lasting suppressant appears to be very expensive to him. Over eight thousand yuan, he would have to scrimp and save for several months to accumulate that amount.

However, fortunately, the duration of the inhibitor's maintenance effect can last up to three months, which also eases a lot of his burden.

Based on his current allowance, as long as he saves a portion each month, it would basically be enough to save up this amount of money in three months. But recently, for some unknown reason, Xiaoqing's expenses have far exceeded his expectations, and he keeps asking him for money every few days.

Xiao Jue would scold him angrily every time, but the money would still be given as usual, even to the extent of giving him the money saved from his own suppressants. Yet, that brat still spent money recklessly, never knowing when he would rein in his spending. Xiao Jue pondered to himself, not placing much hope on him. In any case, as long as that brat didn't cause trouble, it would be fine.

After solving the problem with Xiaoqing's emotions, another issue arose: if I give her my share of the money, it would mean that I won't have enough money for the next dose of inhibitors. What should I do then?

Xiao Jue let out a heavy sigh, his face full of bitterness. He had no desire to go home, so he stopped a car on the side of the road and went straight to Leng Yu's place.

During the day, Leng Yi worked at the company, and he was the only one in the empty house. Xiaojue had nothing to do, so he sat in the living room daydreaming about what Leng Yi would do with him when he came back.

Should I go to bed first as usual? Or should I have dinner with him first?

The more Xiao Jue thought about it, the more he felt like there was something wrong with himself. However, he couldn't hide the joy that welled up from the bottom of his heart on his face. With classes suspended for two weeks, doesn't that mean he will have more time to spend with his senior?

Although I've maintained this kind of relationship with Leng Yi for over a year, most of the time after we see each other is spent in bed. We have never had a real sense of being a couple, not even simple activities like going on dates, shopping, or watching movies.

Quietly thinking, a sense of loss that he had never experienced before filled his heart. Just then, the living room door clicked open, and Xiao Jue's heart skipped a beat. Instinctively, he stood up and glanced towards the doorway. Afterwards, he froze instantly.

Senior?!! Why did you come back so early?!