Cannon fodder Beta, he can't hold it anymore

Du Mo was taken aback. Although the "cohabitation life" with Feng Yi was very harmonious, it wasn't to the point where they could watch the stars together, right?

However, when Mr. Feng spoke, Du Mo had no choice but to obey.He limped back to his room to change his clothes. The wheelchair and crutches were all retired. Du Mo felt that those things were too exaggerated, and the swelling in his ankles had subsided, so it was unnecessary.

The tower was deep in the Tiansheng Palace, and Feng Yi's black car was stopped at the gate and asked to show his vehicle pass.When Feng Yi rolled down the car window, revealing the same face as Marshal Feng in the past, the guard at the gate immediately let him go without checking his ID.Going further in is even more unimpeded. Before the car is in place, the roadblock has been removed.

Du Mo thought to himself: This damn privileged class.

The car stopped at the base of the wall, and the tower in front of me was magnificent, and it didn't look like it hadn't been used for ten years.

"Someone maintains it regularly." Feng Yi explained.

Du Mo: "Do you... come here often?"

Hearing Du Mo's question, the cold and reticent Alpha showed a smile on his face, "I used to come here when I was young. Use the equipment here to simulate galaxy wars."

Du Mo: "..."

As expected of a family from the old empire, to be a marshal starts from a baby.

The destination is at the highest point of Tiansheng Palace, the top of the west tower. After getting out of the elevator to the platform, you have to climb a long section of revolving stone steps.Since Du Mo was still limping, Feng Yi hugged Du Mo very naturally.

His overly natural attitude made Du Mo embarrassed, as if he was too sensitive.

Compared with the outer hall, the decoration style inside the observatory is a little plain, but the slowly rotating star map on the ceiling and the coordinates of blue floating galaxies that can be seen everywhere add a bit of mystery here.After debugging the equipment, Du Mo fell into the obsession with outer space again.

Du Mo is also lucky, the sky is clear and cloudless tonight, which is suitable for stargazing.

Feng Yi was busy in front of the console at the other end for a while, and when he came back, he found Du Mo not moving, still concentrating on looking at the stars.

He asked Du Mo: "Why do you like watching the stars?"

Du Mo responded casually, "It's pretty."

Feng Yi: "Really?"

Even if the observatory is equipped with good equipment and can see many stars beyond light years, it is still a larger point than the naked eye. If the weather is good, you can see a few more gray nebulae.

Where does it look good?

Du Mo: "...really."

He was suddenly so depressed by Feng Yi's rhetorical question that he couldn't continue watching. Despondent emotions welled up in his brain, and his heart was terribly blocked.

Why do you like looking at the stars?

He doesn't like to look at the stars, it's just that he can find traces of blue stars in the vast galaxy.

But this couldn't be explained to Feng Yi.

Feng Yi is keenly aware of Beta's emotional changes in front of him, but he doesn't know the reason.After observing for a while, he suddenly remembered something, and put his hand on Du Mo's shoulder hesitantly, "It will get better."

Du Mo looked down at the big hand on his shoulder.These hands are extremely powerful, and they can crush my shoulders with a little force. In the original book, Feng Yi has dealt with several disobedient BOs like this...

He trembled uncontrollably, lowered his head and said, "Well, it will get better."

You will be fine.

You are the protagonist of the original novel.

And I can't see anything in the future.

I am an insignificant cannon fodder in the original book, and it is not certain whether I can survive to the end.

...I want to go home.

The bright and clean tile floor reflects the starlight in the sky, some of which come from real stars in the sky, and some are simulated by the observatory.Reality and fantasy complement each other, and in a trance, Du Mo's brain exploded with pain.

Grass!

Didn't I just think about going home?

Why punish me for a headache!I can't go back! ! !

Can't even think about it! !

Dog than the system!

Du Mo's eyes were filled with pain, he couldn't see the way ahead, and staggered forward.

Feng Yi hurriedly grabbed Du Mo, and let Du Mo stand beside him, "What's wrong?"

Du Mo took a deep breath and repeated in his heart that I don't want to go home, I want to stay here and be Feng Yi's follower for the rest of my life.

"It's okay." He replied, "I didn't stand still, and shook a bit."

Feng Yi obviously didn't believe it, and grabbed Du Mo's wrist, showing Du Mo's attitude of not letting go unless he told the truth.

The feeling of being controlled by Alpha was terrifying, Du Mo struggled tentatively, Feng Yi remained motionless.He didn't dare to challenge Feng Yi's big hands, and he couldn't lie to Feng Yi, so he had to honestly say, "Headache."

Fearing that Feng Yi still wouldn't believe it, Du Mo added: "My feet hurt too, so I couldn't stand firmly."

After hearing this, Feng Yi moved his gaze down to Du Mo's ankle, his expression gloomy.

After going to college, Du Mo always kept a layer of distance in front of him, and he was very cautious, saying "Mr. Feng".It's okay to shout in front of outsiders, but it's the same in private. Feng Yi tried to correct him a few times, but Du Mo either avoided him, or lowered his head when he saw him, and didn't say anything unless he asked.

Just pathetic.

"You...you can tell me something." Feng Yi hugged Du Mo restrainedly, his voice slowed down as much as possible so as not to scare Du Mo - the thin and weak Beta in his arms was trembling, "I have been .”

Feng Yi still remembered that when he was just a freshman, Du Mo, who was always quiet, sent him countless messages crazily for some reason.At that time, he had just entered school, and as usual, he had to go into space for adaptive training, which was completely enclosed.Even if he was the young son of the Feng family, he still couldn't get his mobile phone. After he came out, he found that Du Mo had sent him messages for more than two months.

The last two messages that caught my eye were sent that morning.

[Can you see the message I sent? 】

【do you remember me? 】

At that time, he just got out of the aircraft, and after turning forward a few more times, Feng Yi's palms were cold.

After reading them one by one, he only had one thought left in his mind. Instead of going back to the command center to report, he drove the aircraft and rushed directly to Du Mo's dormitory, calling out people to ask what happened.

"I remember you, don't be afraid." Feng Yi suppressed the idea of ​​hugging Du Mo tightly, and instead patted Du Mo on the back, "Du Mo, I'm here."

-Don't worry about going home, Du Mo's headache doesn't hurt anymore, he quickly adjusted his mood.Seeing that he was in Feng Yi's arms again, he was in a daze.

This……

what just happened?

Focusing on pain and "self-hypnosis", I didn't hear what Feng Yi said.

This posture was obviously not suitable, Du Mo pushed Feng Yi away, coughed twice to cover up his bewilderment, and whispered, "It really doesn't hurt anymore."

Feng Yi looked at him helplessly.

Du Mo couldn't read this look, but fortunately the bell in Tiansheng Palace rang on time, Du Mo took the opportunity to say, "It's late, why don't you... go back first?"

Feng Yi nodded and approached Du Mo.

After thinking about it for a while, Du Mo knew that Feng Yi would probably still carry him downstairs. Although he felt awkward, he had to admit that the long and narrow spiral staircase was really not suitable for crippled people.When he was about to leave the gate, Du Mo's phone vibrated twice. Because Feng Yi was still holding him, it was inconvenient for Du Mo to take out his phone, so he didn't have to look at it until he got in the car.

The news comes from the professional group, and the new semester schedule has been arranged.

Feng Yi asked, "Are there many classes?"

Turning around, he saw Beta, who had always been paralyzed, with a mournful face, almost crying.

The corners of Feng Yi's lips curved slightly.

"There are not many classes." Du Mo sighed, "but there are many morning classes."

Feng Yi nodded and asked, "What time? I'll see you off."

Hearing this, Du Mo felt that Feng Yi was considerate—for an Alpha who had been educated by the Imperial Alpha's militarism since childhood, these were extremely considerate words.However, if he really went to school in Young Master Feng's black jeep, no matter how he thought about it, he would think it was too ostentatious.Besides, Feng Yi doesn't have a partner by his side right now, so it's okay to send a Beta to school; in a few days, when an Omega like Cen Sibaiyi comes into contact with Feng Yi, his Beta must be too much.

So Du Mo refused: "No need, the ankle is almost healed, just go back to the dormitory."

Knowing Du Mo's careful thinking, Feng Yi thought that Du Mo should relax after living together for a few days, so he offered to send Du Mo to class, but Du Mo was still so cautious.

He responded lightly and didn't say anything else.

There was silence in the car, and after a while, Du Mo couldn't help but glance at Feng Yi from the corner of his eye.

He refused a little bluntly, would Feng Yi feel that he was disrespecting him?

After all, it was quite pleasant to get along with each other during this time... Unlike ordinary Alphas, Feng Yi respects Beta's ideas very much.

Du Mo searched for topics in his mind, "Do you have many classes?"

After asking, Du Mo suddenly sighed in his heart.Getting along was so pleasant that the two of them seemed to be very close friends, so much so that he couldn't even say the word "Mr. Feng".

Call Feng Yi by his first name?Du Mo didn't dare to try.

Feng Yi said: "Not much, more training."

"Oh..." Fearing that the topic would fall off the floor, Du Mo asked again: "Do you train every day?"

Feng Yi: "Every day."

Du Mo: "How long does it take to train? It didn't light up when you went out in the morning..."

"Training in the morning, noon and evening, and classes in between." Just as the car stopped at a red light, Feng Yi turned his head, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Du Mo just wanted to say something casually to ease the embarrassment, but he knew almost nothing about Feng Yi's life—not including Feng Haiwang's future love life, so he didn't know what to talk about except for class training.

Do you want to ask Feng Yi whether he thinks Cen Si is more beautiful or Bai Yi is more beautiful?Du Mo couldn't ask, he didn't want to judge Omega like this.

In fact, we can talk about some current affairs topics. Feng Yi has a lot of insights on this aspect, and it will also help Du Mo express his views in the next class and practice.Young Master Feng has a high and broad vision, listening to what he said, he won ten meetings with Director Zhao.But Dumer declined to talk about it.

He avoided Feng Yi's eyes, "Just...just ask."

Feng Yi said: "If you ask again, it will involve confidentiality."

???

This involves confidentiality?Du Mo swore he had no such idea!

Looking up at Feng Yi, just about to explain, he was caught off guard by Feng Yi's deep eyes, which were not as cold as in memory, nor as serious as imagined.

There seems to be a trace of warmth.

Du Mo's heart suddenly became flustered for no reason.

When the red light turned green, Feng Yi looked away and focused on driving.

Du Mo's gaze remained on Feng Yi, and in the dim light, the stern Alpha remained calm.But Du Mo, who has read the original book, knows that this Alpha has a chilling violent desire to conquer.