Mr. Phil, please don't bow your head

Lie down to read a book of ancient Chinese essays, and Uno lay down to watch a movie.

Hypnotic light music was played in the book bar, and they lay down in their respective spaces and fell asleep without knowing it.

It was past four o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up again. After packing up, Uno asked, "Do you want to go to the fitness club? I haven't exercised for a long time."

Field asked worriedly: "Can you exercise vigorously now?"

After all, the stitches in the transplant surgery wound were removed not long ago.

Uno opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the phone call. After glancing at it, he answered with a smile, "Hey, are you done? Do you need me?"

"what?"

Suddenly, Uno stood up excitedly, and accidentally bumped into the top of the sleeping cabin. He let out a cry of pain. Field was so scared that he stood up and helped him, and asked repeatedly: "What's wrong, Nuonuo?"

"Nono!"

Another clear and clear voice sounded outside the box amidst the fuss.

Field looked at Uno suspiciously. He rubbed his forehead, blushed and stuck out his tongue, "My boyfriend."

As he spoke, he opened the door of the box, and a tall boy with blond hair and blue eyes stood at the door.

As soon as he saw Uno, the big boy quickly opened his arms and carried him out of the box, and asked, "I heard you screaming for pain just now, where did you hit?"

Uno let go and called him in a low voice: "Hein, I'm fine. Why are you here?"

No wonder I asked myself to send him the location before falling asleep.

"I'm done, I want to see you, so I'm here."

The blond boy named Hein looked at him with watery eyes and answered, raised his hand to brush away the bangs on his forehead, and lowered his head to blow on the place where he was bumped.

Uno shyly grabbed his hand and took it off, looked back at Field and said, "Come and meet my friend, Phil, we grew up together, closer than a brother."

"Phil, this is my boyfriend, Heinrich McGrath."

The opponent is an excellent alpha, even if he has already restrained his own pheromones, it can still have an impact on Field, who is an inferior omega.

Field knew that he couldn't fight against such a opposite sex, so he silently restrained the pheromone that had never been restrained.

He is a low-quality omega, and like most other poor-quality omega with incomplete differentiation, he suffers from pheromone disorder syndrome.

This disease is a chronic disease, and the pheromones of the patient group basically have no functional impact on alphas, that is, alphas of the opposite sex can smell the pheromones emitted by them, but these pheromones will not attract alphas.

Of course, this disease is not a terminal illness, it can be cured, but it will take a long time. Field’s treatment course has been more than five years, and there has been no progress. Therefore, the doctor once asked him not to suppress his pheromones too much, and try to let his body Be in a relatively comfortable state with pheromones.

The Alpha in front of him, who met for the first time, had pheromones so strong that Field felt scared, and his heart, which was as still as still water, was stirred up by it. It was really——

Reaching out and touching the other party lightly, Field said, "Field Buonarotti, I'm sorry, I usually don't restrain pheromones."

Between ordinary alphas and omega, pheromone convergence is a polite way of socializing, releasing their own pheromones at will, and running around in the street, among them, they are equivalent to lunatics.

As soon as Heinrich approached, he knew that Field was a low-quality omega. His own pheromone smell was very light, but at the same time he was surrounded by another very strong and domineering pheromone, as if he was declaring his ownership of any alpha of the opposite sex who approached him. .

Looking at the chubby Omega in front of him again calmly, Heinrich smiled and said, "Nuo Nuo often mentions you to me."

After getting to know each other, Uno asked, "Hein, Phil and I want to go to the gym later, what about you, what's your plan?"

Heinrich glanced at the time and said, "The aquarium I told you about last time, I made an appointment with the other party, and I want to take you there together."

"Nafel—"

Uno wanted to take Field with him, but he refused before he said, "Nuo Nuo, go and play. I'll go back early to accompany Dad, and I just want to cook some dishes for him."

Smiling, Field helped Uno pack his backpack, handed him the things he bought in the morning, and blinked, "Have fun."

Uno showed a shy smile again, and interlocked Heinrich's fingers, "Then, let's go first. Phil, you go back early."

We are best friends with each other, there is no need to coddle each other to be a light bulb.

After sending Uno and Heinrich away, Field continued to read books for an hour in the box of the book club before heading home.

Dad usually stays late at the club on weekends before coming back. Field is not too anxious. After coming out of the bookstore, he stopped by the supermarket and bought some dishes that Dad likes to eat.

Coming out of the shopping mall, the air-rail train rumbled past in the mid-air above the head, and the suspension car slid like a shooting star in the evening night sky.

The crowd is turbulent, but I am alone.

Kind of miserable.

Smiling and shaking his head, he picked up his things and walked to the empty rail connection station.

-Complete-

6. Throw away your armor

The night was getting darker, and there were many pedestrians on the road. When crossing the road, Field suddenly felt a strange emotion in his heart.

It seemed that he could smell Sheng Lin's pheromone fragrance.

Slowing down and looking around with a puzzled expression, everyone was in a hurry.

The green light signal across the road began to flash, and Field sighed and quickened his pace.

It may be an illusion, or it may be the smell of other alphas that smell similar to Sheng Lin's pheromone.

Patting his face, he suppressed the inexplicable emotions that surged up again in his heart.

Perhaps because of the influence of Uno's alpha just now, I felt a strange agitation in my heart that I couldn't control.

I don't know if the inhibitors at home have expired. It is better to take some medicine to suppress it after returning home.

Although there is such a troublesome chronic disease like pheromone disorder syndrome, it actually has little impact on normal life, and it can save him from suppressing his pheromones. The years after Field's differentiation are actually quite comfortable, at least not The cycle problem that most omega worry about.

Sheng Lin's car followed Field for a while, and did not drive forward until the chubby figure walked into the empty rail connection station.

"Aren't you going to see your wife?"

The driver asked curiously, obviously seeing someone.

Sheng Lin looked out of the car window and didn't answer.

Back home, the kitchen was already preparing dinner. Field cooked some of his father’s favorite dishes. When serving the dishes with the servants, he saw that Buonarotti had returned, sitting at the table and looking at Guangnao. playing chess.

The two father and son sat down together, and Field filled a bowl of soup and handed it to his father, asking, "Dad, has anything happened at work recently?"

Last night, Buonarrotti suddenly gave him the key to his mother's hometown, and he had been thinking about it for a day.

Buonarotti said vaguely: "There may be personnel changes in the military recently, and I may have to retire early."

"It's very good, get your retirement pension in advance. You have sacrificed so much for the Federation Empire, I don't think the Empire will treat you badly."

Field has never been involved in the military and politics, and has been undertaking purely technical work in the company. He doesn't know what the consequences will be if his father retires from such a high position.

Looking at his innocent and ignorant son with complex eyes, Buonarroti sighed silently in his heart, then suddenly changed the subject and said, "I have no objection if you want to divorce Sheng Lin."

Field paused slightly with the hand holding the chopsticks, then nodded to express understanding, and said nothing else.

Buonarrotti was a little uneasy, "Dad hurt you, I originally wanted to give you the best, but I didn't expect—"

"Dad, Sheng Lin is fine." Not wanting his father to blame himself too much, Field blushed and said, "You are also an alpha, and you know the status of omega in the family, and my pheromone level is so low, at least he has never restricted Freedom to live my life and work."

"I thought you would blame me." Buonarotti said with a rare expression of weakness.

Field held the bowl and smiled, "I'm just afraid that my father will worry about me. In fact, I've always been doing well."

If you don't ask for too much, you won't have a lot of pain that you can't ask for.

This sentence made Buonarrotti's eyes red, and he looked at him with tears and said: "You are like your mother, you know how to be content and happy."

So Field took the opportunity to change the subject and asked about his mother's life before her death.

After eating together, the two father and son went out for a walk. On the way, they ran into Buonarrotti’s friends. A few old guys said they were going to play billiards at the billiard club in the community. Field remembered that a technical paper on his forum hadn’t been updated yet. Several old people went home alone after saying goodbye.

As a senior technical leader of the forum, Field runs two technical columns all year round, which are updated regularly. Many peers will wait for him to go online, ask him questions or discuss the latest technologies.

I glanced at the time before turning on the optical brain. At 08:30 in the evening, Field planned to write for an hour and a half. If I have time, I will reply to the message below the article.

After making a plan, I was soon immersed in writing and forgot the time. I didn't notice until the phone on the optical brain rang several times.

10:30 now.

When looking at the caller ID, he glanced at the time by the way, Field rubbed his eyes, and picked up the phone.

It's Sheng Lin.

"Sheng Lin, what's the matter?"

It's strange, this is the second time he has called himself in the past two days.

In the past ten days and a half months, the two of them will not have any contact.

"Well—you—"

The voice on the other end of the phone was indistinct, and Field asked two or three times, wondering if he