Andorghini's Gift ABO

If you stand under the night sky of Quehu 6, that is, Red Oriole Star, after the star has sunk, you will see a long and narrow fusiform crack in the center of the bright sea of ​​stars—it is darker than other places, and you can’t see half of it. A star, like a deep wound in the starry sky.

The people of Quehu Lake called the black belt the "rift valley".It was mentioned when the fortress trained new fighters here.Raymond didn't understand much of the advanced theory—he didn't take a day of it before he became a warrior.So he made the complex simple: don't go in there, and if you have to, bring a few more enemies to hell with you.

Death was no big deal, it was a fairly normal occurrence for Raymond.Even so, Raymond never proclaimed as loudly as some of his colleagues that he was not afraid of death.Everyone is afraid of death, but he is indeed numb to death itself.

On Brandt-7, death is the occasional corpse surrounded and bitten by wild beasts on the corner of the street, the rock gum tree pit that suddenly collapsed, the bloody weapon on anyone's hand, and it is also hung on the window from time to time shadow.

Later, when he passed the review and medical examination and stepped onto the starship, death turned into burning and explosion.There are quite a few new fighters who are frightened.There was something special about Raymond among them—he was quite comfortable with it, death or whatever.

The officer said he was a born fighter--quick, witty, strong, adaptable.Facts have proved that the life in the fortress is really suitable for him. He learns everything quickly, eats delicious food, never complains of hardship or tiredness, and always sleeps soundly. Stone is much more comfortable.

He served in three forts.From fortress recruits, to ordinary starship crews, to battleship pilots, to low-level mech pilots.When he brought back the last old mech in the fortress intact from the battlefield, both Hongluan and the officer thought he needed to change places.

So he came to Sparrow Lake, where he got a new mech, and the new commander said he had to go to the commander course.

The new mechs are delightful, the Commander lessons are a headache—three years into Sparrow Lake, and they're still the thing that bothers Ramon the most.

But right now, he can stop thinking about those troubles for the time being.

He was in a bar in the Red Orioles, surrounded by exhilarating aromas—food, wine, and young omega.

Vacation is all about having fun.

The young and beautiful omega stood beside Raymond, following his gaze: "Are you watching 'Rift Valley'?"

"I prefer to call it the 'goddess' headband'." Raymond smiled at him.

"Hmm, a black headband. It seems that this goddess has a very peculiar taste." Omega glanced at Lei Meng with a slightly critical look: "If you treat me as someone who can be attacked at will, then you are wrong gone."

"I didn't think so." Lei Meng said lightly, "You asked me, and I was just telling the truth." He smiled and glanced at the starry sky: "After all, the goddess might be a widow, right?"

"I do not understand what you mean."

Lei Meng took a sip of wine and raised his glass to the night sky: "People like us can only take the endless starry sky as a partner. But we die very easily. You say, in this way, the starry sky goddess will Became a widow?"

The beautiful omega was moved for a moment.He tidied up his cuffs as a disguise: "I know you. I saw you when you came here last time."

"Honored."

"But they said that you...you don't want to maintain a stable relationship." Omega tugged at the neckline, her tone was a bit vague.

"I can't let beautiful people worry about me." Lei Meng smelled the pheromone in the air, and felt a little ready to move. The person in front of him seemed to be about to go into heat.He swung his wine glass and let his pheromone surround the other person: "So... a little pleasant memory is enough, isn't it?"

Omega is obviously hesitating.He clamped his legs tightly and moaned: "For me, a little pleasant memory is not enough." He took a step back with difficulty: "I...I still can't accept such a thing..."

Raymond was a little disappointed.But still nodded, and backed away a little in a very gentlemanly way: "It's a pleasure to chat with you, the wine and snacks are mine. Do you need me to call a robot?"

Freed from the pheromone surround, the young omega seemed relieved.His voice became more normal: "I've already paid the bill. By the way, you are really handsome. Goodbye." He smiled shyly at Raymond, put the cup and half-eaten snack in the small on the table and left quickly.

The terrace was empty, and Raymond drank the wine in his glass.Some alphas will catch up, try harder.But he doesn't care much about these, and he won't do more to keep them.Because he knew that the next omega would come to him soon—maybe not as tempting as this one, but there would always be one. Omegas are like this, they will be attracted by alpha, and will take the initiative to come over, just to lie under alpha and moan.

"Unlucky today, huh?" quipped the passing waiter.

Raymond shrugged: "It's not always lucky."

A colleague once bluntly said that he didn't know why Raymond was willing to spend so much time chatting with those people.There are too many omegas catching people in the bar. They are young and beautiful, with a proud attitude, and they will order the most expensive wine and food unceremoniously in the face of the alpha who is friendly.They teased those hot-headed alphas so that they couldn't walk, and then ran away quickly, and even bit back and forced them after they were done...

For Alpha, it is more convenient to go to places like Paradise.There are all kinds of objects, and the price is clearly marked, as long as you pay for it.

Raymond knew this better than anyone, but he was never near Paradise.More than once he was asked why.Sometimes he would disdainfully say that because xxxx’s omega is everywhere, it’s not worth his money to buy; sometimes he would laugh and say that spending money on maichun would make him feel useless.

That's not a lie, but it's not entirely the truth either.

What he never said was that Paradise reminded him of Yuji on the Brandt-7.

There are very few omegas on the Brandt-7, and basically they don't show their faces. Most of them always hide behind those tall and beautiful windows, sometimes looking down at the street outside the window at night.There are many stories and jokes about them on Brandt-7-heat, cheating, having children... nothing less than these themes.

People on the ground can't help coveting them, but can't help but hate them.On hot nights, the windows would open, letting out those maddening pheromones.There are always people who try to climb the high windows, only to end up as charred corpses stuck to the high-voltage bricks.And the culprits emitting pheromones in the windows would just close the windows in panic and disgust.

The older people scoffed at it.They tell young people that everything behind the window is an illusion, and that once they leave the window, they will reveal their true colors.

Raymond knew what the old people meant.He'd seen a few omegas among the prostitutes -- old, haggard, red-spotted, forever hungry for an alpha.Other Youji do this business in exchange for what they need to survive, while they tend to indulge in sexual intercourse and forget what they need.

None of them will live long.They always appear briefly in dark alleys and under the roots of rock gum trees, and quickly become corpses surrounded and bitten by desolate beasts.

But no one cares about that.For those alphas who haven't seen omega a few times in their life, when these omega appear, no matter how bad they look, it's like a beautiful thing for the holidays.They sniffed the pheromones and rushed over in groups, just to enjoy the pleasure that may only be once in a lifetime.