[If life is composed of catastrophe, then my catastrophe must be like dominoes.]
Song Bailao rushed over from the city in only half an hour. The car drove all the way to the gate, and the braking sound was so loud that it could be heard upstairs.
He ran into my room panting and said, "Where's the stuff?"
I quickly took out the flash drive and handed it to him: "Here."
He came in a hurry, but when he got something, he was cautious, slowly probing his hand and holding it slowly.
"Have you seen it?" he asked me.
I felt a little guilty when asked by him, and shrank my neck and said, "I just looked at the front a little bit. The courier didn't write the recipient's name. I thought it was sent to me at first..."
Song Bailao looked around in my room, saw the laptop on my bed, walked over a few steps and plugged the flash drive into the computer.
"go out."
He runs my computer, takes up my room, and kills me like a dog. Stand tall and ignore others. He didn't even know how similar his details were to Luo Qinghe, although he would never admit it.
Maybe seeing that I didn't move, he raised his head and pointed his finger in the direction of the balcony: "Go there and stay."
Since the content of the video is private and it is not suitable for my presence, I finally chose to go to the balcony.
The weather is getting warmer, and the mountains are also bringing a touch of heat.
I held my chin, rested my elbows on the railing, and looked at the endless green sky in the distance. My thoughts returned uncontrollably to the video just now, to what Xia Qiao said.
finally freed...
I don't have pheromones, and I don't know what the real mark looks like, but it's said to be a wonderful feeling that both body and mind have found a home, allowing the missing self to be whole.
The pheromone exchanged by aojiāo has some kind of magical chemical effect, which will make them develop uncontrollable love and desire for each other. Therefore, even if some ao's marking behavior is involuntary, just like Luo Qinghe and Xia Qiao, even if they don't petition, they can't do anything to hurt each other.
The alpha's bite stopper and the omega's bite-proof ring are a sign of identity and the shackles of their lives.
The law can limit the possibility of mislabeling, but it is no match for the tragedies created by human beings.
I was outside in the wind for half an hour, and I felt a little sleepy. Suddenly the balcony door was pushed open and Song Bailao came out of the house.
"...Okay?" I looked at the room, the computer was closed, and the flash drive on the side was unplugged.
Song Bailao came back in a hurry, and he didn't have time to take off the bite stopper.
"Yeah." He put his hand behind his head, so I could observe the details of his removal of the bite stopper up close.
The bite arrester, like the bite collar, requires the wearer to pass a specific sequence of fingerprint codes to unlock. As for why it is so complicated, there is a funny saying that the inventor believes that once involuntarily into estrus, neither Omega nor Alpha have enough intelligence to unlock such a complicated fingerprint lock.
For example, alphas can also take off their bite stoppers on certain occasions, while omegas have been required to wear them all day because of their anti-bite collars and estrus warning functions. In some countries, unmarried omegas may even violate criminal law by removing their collars without permission.
Song Bailao removed the metal bite stopper, as if he had finally removed the torture device that bound him, twisted his neck from side to side, and let out a long breath.
"Hold it for me." He threw the bite stopper into my arms without saying a word, and then took out a cigarette case and lighter from his trouser pocket.
It was the first time in the months of marriage that I had never seen him smoke a cigarette.
He flipped out a cigarette, put it between his fingers, and lowered his head to light it. A white haze spewed out from between his lips and teeth, like a mist in the mountains when the sky was about to dawn.
"He committed suicide."
My eyelids trembled, somewhat expected, but more shocked.
The outside world has always said that the head of the Xia family died of illness, but I didn't expect that there were hidden secrets.
"After Xia Yanchi's death, Luo Qinghe was afraid that Xia Qiao couldn't think about it, so he always stayed by his side. But it's impossible to prevent the person beside him from taking medicine," Song Bailao said with some cold mockery, "Xia Qiao gave him the medicine. The sleeping pills made him sleep soundly all night. When he woke up the next day, he couldn't find Xia Qiao anywhere, and finally found a pair of shoes by the lake."
"Xia Qiao left a suicide note to Luo Qinghe and distributed his inheritance. I thought it was over, but I didn't expect him to leave me a suicide note." He took out the flash drive from his pocket and put it in front of him to enjoy it for a moment. , suddenly fiercely threw it into the distance, "Who the hell is that rare!"
He roared angrily, the blue veins on his neck appearing from the tension in his body.
"Ah..." I couldn't help exclaiming, and my eyes fell to the grass in the distance following the parabola formed by the flash drive.
Those are the relics of the deceased, can they be discarded so casually? !
"He and Luo Qinghe originally had a child. Knowing that she was pregnant, Xia Qiao cried all night, and Xia Yanchi locked herself in the room for a day without eating. It seemed that it was not a child, but a terrible alien."
My attention was quickly drawn to Song Bailao's words again. Unlike beta, omega has no birth limit as a mother, and I have always wondered why Xia Qiao and Luo Qinghe would not have children of their own.
"It didn't take long for Xia Qiao to fall down the stairs very coincidentally. The child was gone, and he could no longer have children. A life should be a gift from God, a pleasant gift, but the strange thing is that this child's His arrival did not bring us joy, but his departure brought everyone a sigh of relief."
Song Bailao's words made me unconsciously caress my stomach and tighten the clothes there.
"It's him..."
Song Bailao let out a sneer after the white smoke: "At that time, there were only two people at home, he and Xia Yanchi. Who knows which one moved his hand?"
He used a very ambiguous and creepy statement. Like a detective novel, the murderer is among them.
"In this twisted world, it would be better if he wasn't born, and he saved one more person from suffering. He said that he was finally able to get out and find his lover and child. Ha, in the end, they were a family of three reunited."
"Do you know what's the most ridiculous about this? It's that the old guys who locked them in a room more than ten years ago never felt that they did anything wrong, even Luo Qinghe and Xia Qiao themselves. "..." Song Bailao became angrier the more he spoke, and there were almost sparks in his eyes.
He looked at me with an extremely unkind look, which gave me a bad premonition. I realized that his anger had somehow shifted to me, and I stepped back, trying to get away from him, but he grabbed my hair first and pulled me roughly towards him.
"And you, once did the same stupid things as them." He held a cigarette in his other hand, and the hot cigarette butt surveyed the contours of my cheeks, as if looking for a suitable place to land, "Every time I see you, I will think of myself that day. Losing my dignity, driven by desire like a wild shòu, drooling, crazily trying to mark someone I don’t want to mark in the small equipment room.”
Every time he said a word, my heart tightened, and at the same time, because of the smoke on my cheeks, I had to breathe carefully.
"Why do you still have the face to say you like me?" He approached me, his canine teeth looming, as if he was going to pounce on my throat in the next second, "Why do you do such a disgusting thing if you like it?"
He really left me speechless.
Did Zhu Lishe do some research before he fell into the trap, otherwise how could he hit Song Bailuo's explosive point so well?
Did you put a bug on him too?
"I'm sorry..." He didn't believe me when I explained it like that seven years ago, let alone now. He is so irritable, and if I say something that seems like a sophistry to him to provoke him, it is tantamount to making him angry and asking for trouble. It's better to be honest and admit his guilt, so that he has nowhere to attack.
The strength in my hair increased a little bit, and I narrowed one side of my eyes in pain.
Song Bailao glared at me, as if he wanted to eat people.
I thought he was going to say something, or scold me a few more times. Suddenly, the smoke on the cheeks moved away, and the hair was loosened. He took a step back, threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stomped it out, then grabbed the bite stopper from my hand and walked towards the door while wearing it. All the movements were done in one go, and when I came to my senses, he had disappeared around the corner.
I was standing on the balcony, and it didn't take long to see him striding out the door and driving his car away.
unwanted child...
The tattoo on the abdomen is throbbing faintly under the palm of the hand. Song Bailao hates me so much. If he knew that he and I still have a child, I don't know what would happen.
Do you also think that it would be fine if he was not born?
The completion of "Dragon Palace" took me a lot of energy. I rested for a few days before I recovered. During this period, I didn't live broadcast or surf the Internet, so I played mud with Song Mo at home.
Playing with mud means literally, his tutor hoped that he could experience the life of ancient human beings, use mud to make some daily utensils, and write about his experiences.
"I think this bowl is good this time, at least worth two pieces of meat." Rubbing the mud on my hands, I wiped the sweat from my temples with my shoulders, and smiled satisfied at the row of mud bowls and cups in the sun.
Song Mo was carrying a small shovel in his hand, with a piece of mud on the left and right on his face, and started laughing while squatting beside me.
"One for you, one for me."
There is no meat, he has already thought about how to divide it.
"Momo can talk more and more recently, and it's no longer a stuffy bug." I scratched his nose with my dirty hands, but he couldn't dodge the muddy nose I scratched, so he stood up angrily and rushed at me Raising two small mud hands, they are about to pounce.
I hurriedly dodged, and I played you chasing after me in the yard.
"Mr. Ning!" Sister Jiu stood at the door and waved to me.
I ran towards her and stopped in front of her, Song Mobucha bumped into me and was picked up by me and clasped his two little hands.
"A truce, okay?" I tilted him down, discussing on the surface, but threatening in reality.
"Okay!" Song Mo giggled, but he was very obedient, saying that the truce was really motionless.
I held him upright, panting and asking Sister Nine, "What's the matter?"
Sister-in-law Jiu said, "Mr. Xiang Pingxiang came down from the mountain, clamoring to see you. Do you think you should invite him up, or just drive him away?"
Although I thought that Xiang Ping would come to him sooner or later, I didn't expect him to come so soon.
"Please come up." I gave Song Mo to Sister-in-law Jiu and asked her to bring the child into the house.
Thinking that Xiang Ping was not here to be a guest, I met him directly outside.
Compared with the last time at the cemetery, he looked a lot haggard, with a shaggy beard on his chin, and he seemed to be several years older all of a sudden.
Sister-in-law Jiu asked other servants to bring me clean wet towels, and I rushed to Ping while wiping my hands, "I'm sorry to see you like this."
With a calm face, he couldn't hold his breath: "Ning Yu, I've already come to the door, so don't pretend to be confused. What do you want?"
I carefully wiped the mud on my hands and wiped the snow-white towel into a cloud of gray.
At such a time, he even returned an attitude that I owe him five million. Is it because I have been fooling around for a long time that prompted him to be so unscrupulous, or is he stupid and fearless?
"I want to wash away the stigma and let everyone know that I didn't plagiarize, I didn't do anything against my conscience." I looked at him, "It's that simple."
"We can't afford the compensation you asked for. Do you want me to sell Xu Meiren to pay you?" He glared at me, "That's my dad's hard work. Ning Yu, you're worthy of doing this. my dad?"
It's okay if he doesn't mention Master, but when I mention Master I can't help but punch him in the face again.
I clenched the towel in my hand tightly and asked him, "Do you deserve your dad for doing this?"
His expression was blank for a moment, and soon he showed the embarrassed anger of being stabbed in the foot.
"Even without Xingze, you couldn't have won the first place! Why would a jury composed of omega and alpha give the award to a beta who is nothing?" You have good talent, you can surpass omega, but what is the use of good talent? You are not good at business, you are taciturn, you do not know what is trending now, how do you manage a store well? When Xu Meiren is in your hands, it is your own death. !"
"So you teamed up with Chang Xingze to frame me and make me completely incapable of competing with you for beauty?"
I never thought of taking power from him. I promised Master to help him manage Xu Meiren, but as an old man and employee, he felt that I was trying to steal his family property. Full of vigilance.
"Xu Meiren's turnover in the past two years and one month has exceeded the previous half a year. Who among the young people in Xiangtan doesn't know about Xu Meiren? My dad's business model in the past is too old and can't adapt to the new era. Xingze can bring Xu Meiren has a better future, he is more suitable for running Xu Meiren than you or even me." Xiang Ping avoided talking about my question, or simply tacitly agreed.
When I looked at him, I just felt very sad. It is sad for Master, and it is also sad for Xu Meiren.
No speculation, I have nothing to say with him. He seemed to have forgotten who Master founded Xu Meiren for, and why he could last for decades.
He and Chang Xingze have no "love" for Xu Meiren at all, and they have no respect for their profession.
"That's all I have to say, I have nothing to say to you. You go, I can't make peace with you." I said to the servant waiting by the side, "See off."
Xiang Ping didn't expect me to be so unfeeling, and he would be blasted out before I could talk about it, and his eyes were immediately red: "Ning Yu, don't go too far!"
He approached me angrily, as if to make a move.
"What are you doing?" The servant tried to stop him, but he opened it up.
I didn't see the situation well, and when he was still an arm's length away from me, I threw the towel in his hand to his face.
He was unprepared, he covered his eyes, I took advantage of this gap and kicked him hard.
Xiang Ping screamed and fell backwards, and I also fell because of inertia.