〔ABO〕The ex-husband is hard to find

Winter in City B is always cloudy and gloomy, and the occasional sun is a scarce resource, but the sky this day is exceptionally blue, as if it had been washed by water.

Ruan Chengxi's expression was bright, and he walked like flying, and his steps home were much lighter.

At night, as soon as Ruan Cheng walked into the corridor, he saw a tall figure looming in front of the office door from a distance.

When he got closer, he found that the squad leader was standing there bored, staring at the clean ground in a daze, obviously he had been waiting there for a while.

Ruan Cheng frowned and said, "Du Xiao, what are you doing here if you don't study at night?"

"Teacher!" Hearing Ruan Cheng's voice, the squad leader suddenly raised his head. His reaction was too great, and he knocked his head on the wooden door panel, making a muffled "boom".

It was a coincidence that the collision happened near the monitor's wound, and he covered his head with a hiss, "Mr. Ruan, you are finally here. I...I want to chat with you."

Ruan Cheng took out the key, opened the door of the office, led the person into his office, and asked while taking off his coat, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Just..." The young man stared down at the toe of his shoes, his eyes were a little red: "I know you are very busy, but I don't know who to tell other than you."

The squad leader was tall and tall, and he had always been high-spirited and fearless, but now he stood there with his feet together, looking like he was about to cry.It was the first time Ruan Cheng encountered such a situation, he choked for a moment and stood there at a loss.

The squad leader lowered his head and continued in a low tone: "Xiaojing came to find me, you...you still remember Xiaojing, the Omega from my childhood, he said he didn't want to suffer like this anymore, and asked me to find him An Omega that fits with me..."

a drop.

two drops.

Tears fell on the tiles of the floor, more silently than loudly.

Ruan Cheng came back to his senses, pushed the squad leader on his chair and sat down, took out a pack of tissue paper from the drawer and stuffed it into his hand, and asked, "What about you, what do you think?"

"I don't know," the squad leader shook his head, and pulled a dozen pieces of tissue paper into a ball, and rubbed them hard on the eyes. The rough fibers scratched the skin around the eyes, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. "I really don't know. If it was in the past, I would definitely not agree. Not only would I not agree, but I would also lose my temper. I would be so angry that I would not be able to eat for a few days."

He blew his nose hard and rubbed his nose red: "...Teacher, I don't have the courage to confront the powerful physiology head-on, and I don't dare to do pheromone modification. Xiaojing's words even make me feel a kind of relief... ...Am I very useless?"

Much of human suffering comes from anger at one's own incompetence.For the first time, the young man realized the insignificance of his own power. In the face of the powerful genetic law, he was not even a tiny praying mantis.

But it was as if a mountain that had been facing the danger of an avalanche finally collapsed, and at the same time as snowballs and sand rolled down, my tense heart also fell silent.

With this came a great sense of guilt.The squad leader shrugged his shoulders, put his arms on his knees, and buried his head deeply.He desperately needs someone to help him, enlighten him, and save him, and the only person he can think of is Ruan Cheng.

It's just that Ruan Cheng himself is half-baked about feelings, he doesn't even know whether the path he's taking is right or wrong, the other side of happiness full of flowers or the [-]th floor of endless pain lie ahead, how dare he be a teenager blindly guide?

Ruan Cheng's throat was instantly blocked by emotion, he scrambled to think it out, and hurried to take it back.Ruan Cheng's lips moved for a long time, his Adam's apple jumped up and down, and finally he put his hand on the monitor's shoulder.On the skin of his left hand, there was still a patch of redness, which was beaten by the squad leader.

Ruan Cheng uttered very slowly, each word was drafted many times in his belly: "There is no right or wrong in love, if you can simply measure right and wrong, then there won't be so much love." But no, it’s the person who is entangled to death. It’s not that if you choose to have pheromone modification surgery, you will be noble, you will have arrogance, and you will be superior. Most of the time, you just need to follow your inner choice, and it’s okay to be willful once in a while. of."

Everyone understands the principle of sanctimoniousness. Ruan Cheng did not choose to preach from above, but gave the most sincere advice from the perspective of someone who has experienced it.

"Willful?" This really didn't seem like something a teacher would say, the monitor looked up at Ruan Cheng.

"I did the pheromone modification surgery willfully." Ruan Cheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's just that behind every seemingly chic choice, there are always hidden blood and tears, and I have to grit my teeth to pass."

He said this sentence to the monitor, but also to himself.

At this time, Ruan Cheng never imagined in his dreams that his words became a prophecy.In the following month, he never saw Fang Zekun again.

Inside the chief's office.

"Well, you take the lead, I'm very relieved." The chief sat on the seat, his military uniform was still tightly buttoned, and he didn't even take off his hat.He took the materials Fang Zekun handed over and nodded with satisfaction.The badge on his chest trembled slightly with the movement of his body, shining brightly under the illumination of the indoor lights.

"Thank you, chief, for your trust." Fang Zekun spoke in a straight voice, without any expression on his face, but with firm eyes.

The chief nodded, "hehe" laughed, he picked up the enamel cup on the table, moistened his throat and said: "Don't be so nervous, today, I am an elder, and I want to talk to you a few more words."

Fang Zekun sat on the stool next to him under the direction of the chief, the chief changed the subject and said earnestly: "Zekun, since you are married, you should calm down and focus more on work. side."

This homely tone made Fang Zekun's expression slightly relaxed, and he whispered: "Yes, Chief."

"That Omega of yours is called... what is it called? Oh, Ruan Cheng, right, what does it do?"

Fang Zekun replied truthfully: "It's a high school teacher."

The chief had a strong smile, and his well-combed hair couldn't hide the criss-cross wrinkles on his face: "Hello, teacher, the job is stable. Omega, it's better to be obedient and obedient."

When the chief shook hands with Ruan Cheng, he deliberately used force to test whether Ruan Cheng was able to "endure" enough. He felt that Omega, as an accessory of Alpha, had to be able to endure and be obedient.

Obviously, Ruan Cheng's reaction made him very satisfied.

For some reason, Fang Zekun suddenly remembered that when he went to pick up Ruan Cheng, the sweat beads on Ruan Cheng's temples scattered bright and soft light under the sunlight at noon, and his fine black hair stuck to the side of his forehead. It looked like he rushed over right after class. In his wet eyes, love was so strong that it was about to overflow, and there was nothing to hide.

Fang Zekun replied: "Yes, it's pretty good."

After getting married, the chief regarded Fang Zekun as someone who had experienced it, and his tone and attitude became a lot closer, and his words also hinted that Fang Zekun wanted to promote him.

Fang Zekun was secretly happy in his heart, but his face remained respectful.