Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

Tourists are enjoying the happy time leisurely.

Fu Xingxian ran all the way to the place where he was separated from his family just now.

Song Huiran was posing in front of the Ferris wheel with Lele in his arms, and Fu Hong was in charge of taking pictures.

Wen Jing squatted beside him, resting his face on his hands, and looked at them lazily.

In the space around him, the white gas is constantly transpiring, which is much more obvious than in the rental house last time.

Fu Xingxian turned his head to look at the others again, but couldn't see them.

Only Wenjing is special.

He rubbed his face, took a few deep breaths, stopped in front of Wen Jing, put his hands on his knees, and asked in a low voice:

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Wen Jing raised his head slowly, with tiredness on his fair little face: "Can you tell? I seem to have really suffered from heat stroke and have no energy."

Fu Xingxian patted his forehead: "Have you taken any inhibitors, you may be in estrus."

Wen Jing was shocked: "Eh!?? How do you know?"

He raised his hand and touched the back of his neck lightly, the gland was slightly hot.

In fact, he was a little afraid of the heat today, but he only thought it was related to the weather, but he didn't think too much about it.

Reminiscent of taking the inhibitor several times, but Lele can still smell it... It should be the real estrus.

Wen Jing sighed, took Fu Xingxian's hand to get up, staggered dizzily, and was caught by Fu Xingxian.

Wen Jing leaned against him and rubbed his face: "Brother, am I stupid? I don't even know I'm in estrus, so I need you to remind me."

Fu Xingxian shook his head: "Don't think so much, just go and take the inhibitor."

Wen Jing: "Well, shall I go to the bathroom?"

Fu Xingxian turned his head to look at the direction he ran from just now.

The washroom is a separate building, and there are many people waiting at the door.

If you want to go there, you have to go through a section of cement road with people coming and going, and then walk through the stone path in the grass - there are also many people.

The blocking agent could no longer cover the pheromones on Wen Jing's body, even if someone accompanied him there, many Alphas would inevitably smell it.

Fortunately, it was discovered early, and it has not caused any riots yet.

Grasping Wen Jing's hand slightly, Fu Xingxian turned around and asked in a low voice:

"Just fight here, okay?"

Wen Jing paused: "Here?"

He remembered what was written in the brochure, it was best to stay alone when taking inhibitors, because it needed a period of rest to avoid any danger when he was vulnerable.

Fu Xingxian lowered his head and rubbed his nose against his hair: "It's okay, I... and my parents are with you."

Fu Hong put away his phone after taking the photo, just in time to see the two people being intimate.

He frowned and raised his voice: "What are you two doing so close?"

Fu Xingxian curled his fingers, but did not let go.

He wrapped his arms around Wen Jing's shoulders, led him over, and asked Song Huiran in a low voice: "Mom, Wen Jing needs an inhibitor."

Song Huiran quickly took out his bag, while Fu Hong was a little dazed.

"He also...?"

The group found seats in the rest area and watched Wen Jing take the inhibitor.

Song Huiran sat next to Lele, who was tired from playing, while Wen Jing leaned on her shoulder and closed his eyes.

Fu Hong patted Fu Xingxian on the shoulder: "Come with me."

The father and son walked to the smoking area in the corner of the rest area.

There is a glass door here, but it is only a few meters away from them, very close.

Fu Hong took out the cigarette case, poured out a cigarette, and lit it: "You two..."

Fu Xingxian suddenly stretched out his hand: "Give me one?"

Fu Hong frowned: "Do you smoke?"

Fu Xingxian shook his head: "No, I want to try."

Fu Hong looked him up and down, and took out the cigarette case again.

Fu Xingxian took one, lit it, stuffed it slowly into his mouth, and took a sharp breath.

The bitter taste filled the mouth and entered the lungs, the throat was burning, and the brain went blank for a moment.

"Cough, cough, cough!" He bent down and covered his mouth, feeling like he was about to cough his lungs out.

Fu Hong patted Fu Xingxian on the back, and when he finished coughing, he took away the cigarette in his hand in an instant, extinguished it in the ashtray beside him, and threw it into the trash can.

"Tell me what's going on."

Fu Xing relaxed, leaning against the wall: "Dr. Sun said that the two of us may have a high degree of compatibility."

"Maybe?" Fu Hong exhaled a puff of smoke, "How high is it?"

Fu Xingxian lowered his eyes: "It exceeded the detection limit of ordinary blood test machines, and the probe was contaminated, causing the machine to return to the factory for repair."

Fu Hong: "...that's really powerful. No wonder he said he can't do the blood test recently, and he has to wait."

Fu Xingxian: "Have you contacted him?"

Fu Hong: "You two look so sticky, isn't it normal for me to contact him?"

……

Fu Xingxian lowered his head: "If the compatibility is too high, it will affect each other's endocrine. The two of us have been in sync since the last time."

"What are your plans?" Fu Hong took another puff of his cigarette and squinted at him.

Fu Xingxian looked towards the glass.

There were a lot of people in the rest area, but he could see Wen Jing at a glance. His body was covered in white mist, unlike ordinary people, like an elf who didn't know where he came from.

He was wearing a T-shirt with a very ordinary cut, but he looked better than others wearing a famous brand, and his complexion was better than before.

Perhaps sensing the gaze from this side, Wen Jing turned his head and looked at Fu Xingxian, waved his hand and smiled at him.

The crooked smile at the corners of his eyes is very sweet, just like his pheromones.

Fu Xingxian looked away: "Aren't you the ones who have plans? Why haven't you mentioned adoption recently?"

Fu Hong: "Don't change the subject."

Fu Xing paused for a moment: "He has someone he likes, not me."

Fu Hong spewed out a big mouthful of smoke, and almost lost the cigarette in his hand.

The eldest son of his family has a good reputation outside, and no matter the elders or young people, everyone likes to attend a banquet.He has always been the one who rejects others, saying that he is too young to have such an idea.

He really didn't expect that this would be the case.

Fu Hong looked at his son: "What about you?"

In the rest area not far away, Song Huiran touched Wen Jing's forehead and asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"

Wen Jing: "Okay. Auntie, you are so kind to me."

Song Huiran smiled: "Since you think it's good too, then be your auntie's son."

Wen Jing lowered his head: "Sorry, maybe... no."

Song Huiran: "Why, don't you like living with us?"

"I like it very much, so I can't do it." Wen Jing licked his dry lips, unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip, squeezing the bottle until it made a rustling sound.

"My mother died, but my father was..." The noun came to the edge of my throat, but I couldn't get it out.

Wen Jing took another sip of water to moisten his suddenly tense throat.

"He was taken away in handcuffs... I never saw him again."

Song Huiran's eyes showed surprise.

Wen Jing lowered his head and stiffly distanced himself from her.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys sooner."

It should have been explained a long time ago, maybe there will be no disappointment now.

It is he who is selfish and greedy for warmth.

Aunt Song seemed to say something in a low voice, but Wen Jing's head was empty and groggy, and he couldn't hear anything.

The light suddenly dimmed.

Wen Jing raised his head and looked at the sky outside.

The bright weather disappeared without knowing when, and the sky was dark and cloudy.The bean-sized raindrops fell, and the passers-by screamed and ran away in a hurry.

The happy hour limited to summer, it's time to end.

But within the time of one cigarette, God's face changed, and the atmosphere of play also disappeared.

Fortunately, they prepared umbrellas, and they didn't get much wet.

Fu Hong called a valet to drive, and turned on his laptop on the way back to deal with some urgent business.

Fu Le had only had enough sleep, and started making noises again, making Song Huiran flustered.

Wen Jing leaned against the glass to rest, and before closing his eyes, he only said "Brother, I'm sorry" to Fu Xingxian.

sorry for what?He didn't say.

Afterwards, he began to keep a distance from Fu Xingxian.

Fu Xingxian looked out the car window.

The raindrops falling from the sky kept hitting the glass, blurring everything outside the window, and the sound of car horns on the road was barely audible.

Vision and hearing seem to be confined to the small space in the car.

Fu Hong's phone rang.

Fu Xingxian heard that his voice was polite from the very beginning, and the temperature dropped more and more.

Then suddenly raised his voice: "Threatening his father with Wen Jing? What are you talking about? Who is his father?"

Fu Xing paused for a moment, then turned to look at Wen Jing.

He really fell asleep, and he didn't respond when he heard his name. He knocked his head on the glass several times, making a crashing sound.

Fu Xingxian stretched out his hand to embrace him on his shoulder.

Wen Jing rubbed against him in a daze, and continued to sleep.It seemed that his deliberate alienation just now was just an illusion.

Behind him, Fu Hong's voice became calm again: "Okay, I'll go back to City A tomorrow, then see you in City A, and we'll talk then."

The dinner was very silent, and everyone at the table had their own thoughts.

Wen Jing went back to his room early after eating, closed the door, and left the public space to the host on the Daping floor, reducing his sense of presence.

This is the last night in this room.

He sat on the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows again, staring blankly at the night scene for a while.

Then he turned on the laptop again, and casually clicked on a playlist "Suitable for listening alone late at night".

"...I said that the ugliness of loneliness lies in the fact that the more you want it, the less it is enough... and the foundation laid by imagination is always fragile..."

Wen Jing: ...just listen to this at night?

It's oddly fitting.

The trip to city B was just an accident, he never thought that he would have such a close relationship with anyone.

It's just that it feels so good to be cared for.

Fu Xingxian's family was too warm, and they gave him full of kindness from the very beginning.

During this period of time, he was too clingy, as if he had been poisoned, unable to control his behavior.

Maybe he shouldn't have caused trouble to others in the first place, and there will be no such things later.

I'm really sorry for disappointing everyone.

He will try to get back to his previous life.

Wen Jing ran to the bathroom to wash his face, and then looked in the mirror.

The eyes are not very red either.

He adjusted his home clothes again, tidied himself up, dawdled in the bathroom for a while, and then slowly opened the door.

At least he should explain it clearly to Fu Xingxian.

The lights outside had been turned off, and it was pitch black and no one was there.

Wen Jing walked to the door of the next bedroom and knocked on the door.

There are 3 people in Fu Xingxian's bedroom.

After Song Huiran put Fu Lezhi to sleep, the family of three gathered here for a meeting, and the topic was how to deal with Wen Jing's problem.

According to the uncertain news from Dr. Sun and the research report, the fit between the two of them is at least 90%.

Song Huiran shared Wen Jing's statement: his father committed a crime and was imprisoned.

But Fu Hong received a call from the White Security Alliance today, and got diametrically opposite information from there——

Wen Jing's father didn't seem to have committed a crime, and was even a man of considerable status, but he couldn't show up for some reason.

After Wen Jing's mother died in a car accident, Wen Jing seemed to have some conflict with his father and refused to communicate at all.

He ran away alone, trying every means to hang his account under the orphanage, and directly broke up with the past.

By the way, according to the time calculation, he had just graduated from primary school at that time.

Song Huiran leaned against the head of the bed, patted the mask on her face with both hands, and made a comment with her lips keeping her lips still as much as possible: "It's no surprise that he is the hacker star that the competition wants to promote... It's really a toss."

Fu Hong: "It has been confirmed that his father's name is Wen Yubai, but no detailed information can be found. His family's information security level is very high. I am still confirming other things. The other party will come to City A to find me in a few days. The specific situation We'll talk about it later. But there's one thing..."

Fu Hong looked at Fu Xingxian: "The other party has a lot of opinions on you."

Fu Xingxian: ...

Can understand.

There was a burst of music outside.

The three turned their heads in unison.

Because of the rain during the day, the temperature dropped a lot, so Fu Xingxian opened the window to breathe.It should be the same with Wen Jing.

"Are we talking loudly?" Song Huiran lowered his voice.

Fu Xingxian: "Should be okay?"

The cool voice of the female singer came over.

Fu Hong was silent: "He often wears headphones and listens to such old-fashioned songs?"

Song Huiran: "Needless to say old-fashioned, it sounds nice."

The more a singer sings, the cooler his heart becomes, and the cooling power of his singing voice is comparable to that of an air conditioner.

Song Huiran changed his words: "It may not be suitable for children to listen to this."

Fu Xingxian thought of his irritable battle playlist, and put his hands on his forehead helplessly: "Actually, that's not what he usually listens to."

This kid's mood can always be heard from the song.

The music stopped shortly after, and Fu Xingxian was kicked down by his mother to close the window.

Fu Hong: "Omegas are prone to depression during the estrus period. You can go and see later."

Fu Xingxian was a little surprised: "I'm going?"

Fu Hong: "Our two elders have nothing in common with him. Why, don't you want to go?"

Song Huiran: "Even if it's a younger brother, you should take good care of it."

Fu Hong: "But if you don't have that plan, you still have to keep a distance, don't stick together all day long."

Song Huiran: "If you have plans, you have to keep your distance. You two are still young."

……

The two parents talked to each other, Fu Xingxian continued to nod, and finally had a chance to say: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

Suddenly the door was knocked, and Wen Jing's voice came from outside the door: "Brother, are you asleep?"

Fu Xingxian turned around silently.

Song Huiran looked at her husband with bright eyes, and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

Fu Hong got to the point in a second: His wife wanted to watch his son chat with Omega, it would be best to have a relationship with Qingqing, but let's...

No, but Song Huiran stopped talking nonsense, pulled him out of bed, ran into the bathroom with bare feet and closed the door.

The chairman of Tangtang Fuxing Group and his wife acted like they were having an affair.

Fu Xingxian: ...

"Wen Jing? Is there something wrong?"

He kicked their slippers under the bed and walked over to open the door.

No one was outside.

It should have been waiting for a while, no one answered, and left.

Fu Xingxian closed the door again, went to the bathroom door and knocked: "I'll look for him in his room and see how he's doing. Go back to your room and sleep."

……

Wen Jing actually hasn't entered the house yet.

He stood at the door of his room, quietly watching Fu Xingxian's door open and close.

Didn't he come to find himself?

Then forget it.

The courage that was finally mustered died.

Since it's the end, the way doesn't matter.

He turned off the light, and there was only the white light on the computer screen in the room.

Not black enough.

Wen Jing closed the door with his hands behind his back, but suddenly encountered an obstacle, and the door felt blocked by something.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

A big warm hand covered Wen Jing's back and hurriedly pushed him in.

Wen Jing turned his head and saw that Fu Xingxian quickly closed the door and turned the lock, as if there were some monsters chasing him in the darkness behind.

Then he went straight to the wall and closed the window, and looked down at the laptop screen next to him.

Wen Jing:? ? ?

"What are you doing?"

Fu Xingxian's inexplicable actions destroyed most of his sad and anxious emotions.

Fu Xingxian closed the computer: "My parents were also next door just now, and I heard you listening to music."

Wen Jing: ...

"Then you knocked on the door, and they hid in the toilet." Fu Xingxian sold his parents out with a few words, "I said I came to look for you, but they came out again, I was afraid they would eavesdrop."

Wen Jing couldn't figure it out, wrinkled his nose: "Your family..."

Fu Xingxian took him to the bedside and sat down in the dark: "Wen Jing, I'm in the sensitive period today."

"What!?" Wen Jing almost jumped up, but was forcibly pressed down again, "You you you..."

"Can I give you a hug?"

His chin rested on his shoulder, his breath brushing against his cheeks and ears.

Thick fingers pinched his hand, and every joint, nail, and finger crevice on his hand was ironed and soothed.

Wen Jing's hands went numb.

This slight friction unscientifically generated a huge current, which was transmitted from the hand to the arm, and then spread throughout the whole body.

The brain is overloaded and the vocal cords are short-circuited.He opened his mouth, but made no sound.

"If you don't say anything, it's your acquiescence." Fu Xingxian leaned over his chest and wrapped Wen Jing in it.

"Hey, hey, what's the situation now!!" Wen Jing's scalp was numb, but he couldn't push him away, "You were like this last time! Well, I know that Alphas in the susceptible period are scary, and I won't get close to them in the future... I really know!"

Fu Xingxian hugged him, pinching his hands in various ways: "If nothing unexpected happens, every time my susceptible period will be with your estrous period in the future."

"Huh?" Wen Jing turned around in a daze, and his ear touched Fu Xingxian's lips.

He flinched and turned back stiffly.

Fu Xing paused and licked his lips lightly.

"Remember when I told you that the two of us have a high degree of compatibility?"

Wen Jing's mind was absent, and he didn't think about it: "Well, you said it."

Fu Xingxian: "It's not a coincidence that our susceptibility period and estrus period always collide."

what is that?

Wen Jing's brain was running slowly, and it took him a while to connect the two things together, and he looked back at him: "There is no mention of the second gender precautions."

"It's the latest research report, that booklet hasn't had time to be updated."

Fu Xingxian took out his mobile phone and was about to show him the document when a message popped up on the screen.

Fu Hong: "You two are not yet adults, so be careful. Go back to your room to sleep at night!"

Wen Jing: ...

Fu Xingxian: ...

Wen Jing's face flushed red: "Brother, Fu Xingxian, you..."

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The sudden second watch hahaha!