【Ghost Angel】East Of Eden

There was a time when Jin Xin believed in Wang Li, even though the other party never responded to his request for a meeting, even if the task assigned to him by the other party was always a battlefield where ordinary people could never return.He never forgot the last words left by the late king, and he never gave up his determination to protect Wang Li for the rest of his life.He wants to believe that Wang Li understands his sincerity and his beliefs, because in Jin Xin's eyes, he prefers to see Wang Li as the boy who suffers gender torture alone in the study and does not want to be manipulated by Park Zhongyuan, rather than the so-called boy who is being manipulated by Park Zhongyuan. A lonely king blinded by jealousy and anger.

When the will of death came from Wang Li himself, he felt more disappointed and sad than hatred, anger, or unwillingness.The sincerity that he was willing to exchange for even a moment with his own life was finally annihilated in the fragility of isolation and helplessness.

Compared with the emissary, the face belonging to Wang Li in his memory is more immature, with the arrogance and self-satisfaction that has not been lost, but it is difficult to conceal the exhaustion and compromise caused by living in the empty palace.And when this expression appeared on the messenger's face, the ghost almost felt the confusion of time and space. It was such a similar face, but it was heavy due to age.

The ghost sitting by the bed accidentally caressed that face.

The messenger fell asleep peacefully on the bed, the quilt was covered to the chest, and the wide pajamas could not cover up a red mark on the neck.The ghost knows that it is the trace left by him. Omega's estrus has always been simple and rough. As an Alpha, he can be more direct and rough, but he really seems to be treating a cherished lover, and he does a good job of comforting. I can't control myself not to leave my own mark on the other party.

Under the fingers covered with calluses from holding the sword all the year round, there are tears that have not been wiped away. As the ghost gently wiped away those tears, he remembered that the messenger was under him. Suppressed crying, the other party's tear glands seemed to be out of control, even during intercourse, they did not stop the tears, but instead flowed more and more because of the rising pleasure.He also vaguely remembered the envoy's blurred appearance when he indulged himself and succumbed to Omega's instincts. The other party didn't know whether he wanted to make up for something or save something in his subconscious, but he unconditionally cooperated with his every movement, crying brokenly. There were also words of resistance mixed with the groans, but in the end the other party would climb up to his chest and ask for an indulgent kiss.

This is completely different from the humble and apologetic emissary who kept driving him away before that.

After wiping those tears, the ghost moved his fingers to the back of the messenger's neck, where it was still red and swollen because it was bitten just now. He pressed it twice gently, and the sleeping messenger frowned subconsciously, and did not wake up. The smell of pheromones wafted into the air again, and the cool sandalwood scent had also changed its quality. It brought a kind of loneliness and despair that seemed to be self-enclosed, mixed with his bloody smell. It smells so good.

He still remembered that he wanted to permanently mark the messenger while he was unconscious. He didn't know why he had such a strong urge. This throbbing gradually heated up.

But at the last moment, he met the messenger's eyes and asked him if he would like to be permanently marked by himself.The messenger still didn't say a word, only tears flowed silently, and even the shadow of the ghost could not be clearly shown in the absent-minded pupils.In the end, the ghost just sighed and bit the messenger's gland again to make a temporary mark, and the messenger passed out under the aftermath of this unusually restless estrus.

The night was extraordinarily long, and the ghost didn't know when Chi Enzhuo returned home, but the neatly arranged shoes at the door told him that the human girl wisely didn't intervene in any moment.It was already three o'clock in the morning after the envoy was placed, and the ghost did not go to sleep, but went back to the temple he had been to before.

He failed to release the sky lantern that belonged to Wang Li. When he received the call from the messenger, he was about to paste the rice paper with Wang Li's name on the sky lantern. The fact that no one responded made him throw down the brush and go home.The temple at this time is very peaceful, the sky lanterns and rice paper are well placed in front of the queue, and the incense that was not lit before leaving is now burning slowly and depressingly, the ghost knows that it was made by Dehua, his The nephew who is not good will always show inexplicable maturity at critical moments.

The ghost looked at the sky lantern that had missed the time, and finally did not choose to let it out, but lit them together with the flame in his palm, and left the temple when the word "Wang Li" was about to be turned into ashes .

The envoy slept very restlessly that night, with the quilt tightly clenched in his hands, sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead, his brows furrowed and his expression painful, his lips trembling slightly, and he didn't know what he was muttering in a low voice.It was only when the sky was getting brighter that the ghost noticed that the messenger had a fever. His complexion was paler than ever, and the scorching temperature between his foreheads was a temperature he thought he would never be able to feel on the messenger in his life.He woke up Chi Enzhuo early in the morning and asked her what to do when she had a fever. Then he held the medicine Chi Enzhuo had found and was about to feed it to the messenger. The comatose messenger vomited out all the medicine, and then his body He began to tremble uncontrollably, even if the ghost covered the messenger with his own quilt, it would not help.In desperation, he had no choice but to get into the envoy's quilt and hug him, warming him with his higher than normal body temperature. After some time, the envoy stopped trembling, but the heat from his mouth still made the ghost feel flustered.

He was already unable to think about those grievances and entanglements, so what if he hated Wang Li all the time, in the end, God was still using their future to play a joke on fate.

The messenger woke up at nine o'clock in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy and sore all over his body, as well as the oppressive feeling of being held in someone's arms that made his breathing difficult.

I don’t know when the ghost also lay on the bed and fell asleep, but his sleep was very shallow, and the slightest sound and movement could wake him up, so the moment the messenger woke up, he also woke up. After a while, I felt the other party's weak but persistent resistance.He didn't make too much trouble, but slowly let go of the envoy, then sat up straight from the bed and watched the envoy hugging his head and moaning in discomfort.

He stretched out his hand to the envoy, but the envoy shrank back directly to avoid his touch, and his eyes never met his. It was also at that time that he realized that the envoy's voice was so hoarse that he was almost unable to speak. state.Feeling the envoy's strong resistance, the ghost could only sigh silently in his heart, and he got out of bed—this action could still arouse the emissary's vigilance—and left the room after saying "I'll go get something to eat".

There was still a faint scent of sandalwood on his body, evoking his memories and thoughts, remembering the envoy's complete refusal to look at him, the pain of accidentally cutting his hand while cutting carrots seemed not so unbearable.

The ghost kept simulating in his mind how he would appease the messenger and how he would tell the messenger that no matter who he was, he would accept him, but when he was really ready to buy the room again with breakfast, he was dumbfounded. Because the messenger was no longer in the room, along with the vulgar hat hanging on the hanger.

All the anxiety, anxiety and depression turned into anger at that moment, he knew where the messenger was, and where else could that single-minded messenger go at this time.When he came to the teahouse of the dead, the messenger was leaning against the cabinet and wiping the cup of tea slowly, and the juniors at work were also there, probably seeing the messenger's discomfort, they were surrounded by the messenger and asked questions with concern.

The last string that was tense in his mind broke just like that. The ghost strode forward, snatched the cup and smashed it on the ground. He firmly grabbed the messenger's wrist and forced him to look at him.

"Do you know what kind of physical condition you are in now? Are you crazy!" The ghost widened his eyes uncontrollably, "Do you want to hide from me, then you don't have to come to work so stupidly! "

The messenger finally looked into the ghost's eyes, but the ghost couldn't see any extra emotion other than sadness.

The younger generation was obviously frightened enough by this unexpected visitor, he was chirping at the side to tell the ghost to let go of his senior, but the ghost didn't listen, but glared at the other party to signal the other party to get out of here quickly.The younger generation finally left, but only went to the scene of the incident angrily after the messenger handed the other party a stack of names so that the other party could work with peace of mind.

The ghost obviously didn't intend to let go, and the messenger himself knew that it was impossible to escape from the ghost with his current physical condition. With his other hand, he took out the name book that he put in the inner pocket of his suit, and handed it to the ghost. .The ghost was a little stunned, and most of his anger disappeared immediately. He took the name book, unwilling to let it go, so he opened the envelope awkwardly and took out the name book, but he couldn't see any other content except a clean white card.

He cast doubtful eyes on the envoy, and the envoy responded in a low voice: "This is the list of other lost people." His voice was extremely hoarse, and he spoke almost entirely by breath, without any trace of clarity.

"Eun Zhuo? How could she..."

"Death will find her even if I don't hand in the information. I thought you would know this better than me."

The ghost opened its mouth in disbelief, for a moment it didn't know which thing to focus on, but the messenger made the choice for him. "Fifteen minutes later, he died in an accident." The messenger saw the pointer on the watch through the gap in the hand that was relaxed by the ghost, "You rush over now, there is still time."

These words finally attracted the ghost's attention again, his expression became panicked, but he held the messenger's hand tightly again, and then cast an unclear gaze at the messenger.But the messenger seemed to understand the meaning of the ghost, and also lost his blood color. His mouth slightly curled up: "I don't plan to run away, I will go home. After all, I am still your Omega, and I will give you all my 300-year salary." After paying the rent, I myself don’t know where else I can escape to.”

The ghost looked at the emissary's calm expression of not intending to struggle for a few seconds, then slowly let go of the emissary's hand, the emissary was still standing there. Neck and bite each other's lips.There was no feeling in this kiss, it was just a simple kiss of lips and teeth, but the messenger still showed a shocked expression, and by the time he realized it, the ghost had already left his lips.

"Before I come back, wait for me at home and don't go anywhere. I have something to tell you." The ghost said.

The envoy blinked his eyes a little ignorantly, but finally nodded, and the ghost finally left in peace.

Under the reminder of the messenger, the ghost easily found Chi Enzhuo who was walking on the street outside the campus after class. There was a turn 50 meters in front of the girl, and a car was driving at the speed of the street at the end of the turn. with.The appearance of the ghost stopped Chi Enzhuo from moving forward. About a minute later, the car that was supposed to cause the accident sped past the intersection. The ghost used its ability to slow down the car to an extremely slow speed. The flow out of the window made Chi Enzhuo laugh for a while.

This is not the first time that Chi Enzhuo has faced death, but it is the first time he has received a roster. The time of death is so close that the ghost still has lingering fears.Although he didn't understand why all this happened, he vaguely understood that the envoy had been paying attention to Chi Enzhuo's life and death, so he had to go to the deceased's tea house to confirm the list regardless of his body.

Chi Enzhuo was going to the library. After confirming Chi Enzhuo's safety, the ghost quickly returned home. There was no one in the living room. He opened the door at the end of the corridor, and the messenger was half curled up on the bed, with the quilt covering him indiscriminately. , without the meticulous appearance of the past.The ghost walked into the bed, and accidentally saw the breakfast he made on the bed, which had already been eaten, and there was only an empty bowl on the plate at this time.The ghost stretched out his hand to touch the messenger's forehead, and the temperature was still terribly hot, which made the ghost start to fear that the other party would just burn out like this.

Maybe it's because the temperature of the ghost's hand is lower than his own at this moment. The emissary, who was lying on the bed in a daze, woke up when the ghost touched his forehead. His unconscious eyes met the ghost, and his thinking gradually became clear. In the end, I almost read anxiety and other emotions in the eyes of the other party except disgust.

Then he propped up the bed and sat up. Seeing this, the ghost rushed to help him. When his hands touched, the ghost felt the other tremble, but he didn't dodge in any way.The messenger looked really weak, just sitting up from the bed and leaning against the head of the bed made him gasp, his complexion was unhealthy pale, his always rosy lips were faded, and were sickly stained. The color of blue.

The goblin began to think about what he was going to say that morning, but the emissary spoke before him: "You didn't really mark me, did you." His voice was hoarse and choked.

The ghost frowned, but nodded along with the words: "It's only temporary, so that you can go through this estrous period smoothly." The messenger nodded, no longer speaking, and no longer looking at the ghost.

"Listen." The ghost finally realized what he should say, "I didn't mark you because you are an Omega, and I didn't hug you because your pheromones affected me. No Omega's pheromones can affect ghosts. , I hug you just because you are you."

The messenger's body trembled slightly, but there was still no response, and the ghost continued to speak.

"You said that I am the one who bears the sins of your previous life..." The ghost suddenly chuckled, "If I said, I have guessed this way a long time ago, what would you think?"

These remarks finally could not make the messenger remain indifferent. He looked at the ghost in disbelief, and slowly raised his hand, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably from the shock: "You, you said...you realized it a long time ago?"

"Do you still remember that I asked you about the taste of pheromones? I never told you that the taste of your pheromones is exactly the same as Wang Li's pheromones back then."

This news made the emissary almost unable to react. He had imagined a lot of his identity as Jin Xin's sinner, but when this possibility was in front of him, he still didn't want to believe that he might be the millennium that Jin Xin said. Perhaps he was the one who really ended Jin Xin's life and made the other party angry to become a ghost today.

"Then why..." Why did you let me approach you.The messenger choked up for a moment, but couldn't ask what he really wanted to ask.

The ghost stretched out his hand, and the emissary unexpectedly did not resist, then he gently stroked the top of the emissary's head, gently smoothing the somewhat frizzy messy hair. "I just want to prove." The ghost said, "Prove that I can forgive Wang Li."

"He killed my whole family, killed my young sister, and took my life with his own hands, but I really put all my trust in him. There is nothing wrong with belief, and I want to prove that he has always been the Wang Li I know."

"That's wrong..." The messenger's tone trembled, "I don't have those memories, maybe I used to be that despicable, you shouldn't believe me again."

"So what, you just need to be a boring and damn hell messenger now."

Then the ghost suddenly leaned forward and held the messenger's face, fixed his eyes firmly on the messenger's eyes, not wanting to miss any emotion from there: "So, tell me, the only smell you mentioned that you remember is What, what kind of smell, tell me."

These words were like some kind of hypnosis, the messenger's expression began to become a little nostalgic and gentle, and he even involuntarily eased his stiff facial muscles. His eyes wandered a little, but finally they were fixed in the ghost's sincere gaze: " It smells like wine with a floral aroma."

The ghost suddenly laughed, and then pressed the messenger on the bed without giving the messenger any time to react, and the next second he climbed onto the bed and pressed the messenger on his body.The messenger's expression was still at a loss, but the ghost started to release its own pheromones, and then directly reached into the quilt and pinched towards the messenger's thigh.

"Hey!" The messenger was about to jump up, but he was restrained by the ghost, and he couldn't make a sound because of the hoarseness of his throat, "What are you, ghost, in the middle of the day... Uh, I still have a fever ..."

The ghost ignored the envoy's feeble rebuttal. He knew the physical condition of the other party, so he didn't really plan to go all the way, but he couldn't restrain his thoughts of wanting to appease the other party, no matter what aspect it was.He put his head on the back of the messenger's neck again, and after two times without permanent marks, he gradually became obsessed with this part of the messenger, and only the smell here could remind him of the fact that the messenger already belonged to him.

"So why did you suddenly become nervous...how did that smell offend you..."

The stimulation brought by the gland is extraordinary, the ghost's hand moves continuously, and the action of licking the gland is even more gentle. There was no sound, moaning became like struggling to breathe, the ghost directly blocked the messenger's mouth with itself, and they ended this inexplicable one in this long kiss, the messenger wanted to push the ghost away in a daze However, the other party just seduced his tongue even more vigorously.

When the ghost finally let the messenger go, the other party could not speak a word. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the messenger's lips had returned to a little rosy, and his complexion was no longer pale. His cheeks and ears were tinged with blush.

"If you have something to say, just say it in your heart, I can hear you." Seeing the envoy staring intently at what he wanted to say, the ghost finally gave this option.

"If I'm really Wang Li, are you really willing to forgive me and accept me?" This was the question that the envoy wanted to ask most from the bottom of his heart from the beginning to the end.

The ghosts could perceive the emotions in the messenger's heart, struggling with anxiety, and looking forward to panic.In fact, the answer the envoy most wanted to hear was that one. He knew better than anyone else the fact that the envoy lacked a sense of security, but he just didn't intend to follow the envoy's wishes.

"I don't want to."

Accompanied by the other party's suddenly stiff expression, he seemed to hear the voice of the messenger's heart sinking.

"So you will be trampled by me as my Omega, I want you to never escape from me." The ghost leaned down even more, his breath mixed with the messenger's snort, "Next time your estrus When it comes, I will mark you forever, whether you like it or not."

This was a blatant threat. The ghost didn't even smile when he said this, but his tone was rare and gentle.

The messenger bit his lower lip, and seemed unable to accept the fact that he was attracted by the ghost.

"If I still say no."

"Ah, then you can try to resist, if you think that your Alpha is a ghost is not enough to make you compromise."

There is no room for resistance here.The envoy looked at the ghost angrily, but he couldn't ignore the touch that made him almost cry in his heart.He felt that his body was very hot, and attributed this to the fact that he had a fever. The ghost was still pressing on his body. Although there would be no further action, it was obvious that he did not intend to let him go.

From the moment he was surrounded by a scent that did not belong to Alpha but to Jin Xin, the messenger knew that he was destined to be unable to escape.

Whether it's from Omega's instinct.

Still from my own heart.

To Be Continued.