God said, let there be light

"Desmond..."

Fan Roy put his hands on Byrne's shoulders and pushed him away. He was condescending, and Byrne needed to raise his head to meet his eyes.

This is a weird height difference.

It was the same last time, Van Roy was standing on the steps of the stairs, Byrne needed to look up at him.It is clearly a "weakness".Why did Byrne carry him to Nakajima? How could Alpha be willing to look up to anyone?

Van Roy reached out his hand to support Byrne's chin in a strange way, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

"We are a 100% matched couple. I am the most suitable person for you. Isn't it a pity to reject me?"

Byrne was a very handsome man. Fan Roy knew him the first time he saw him in the dimly lit parking lot. No one could forget his sharp facial features, brown pupils, and stern appearance. It will make Omega people flock to it and never forget it.He is an excellent Alpha, with enough capital to be proud. He is the Alpha of the storm group, and his fierceness and strength have been integrated into his bones. He has no interest in "marriage" in the first place, and there is no need to be subject to Fan Luoyi's absurdity. You can completely tear up the agreement, turn around and leave, but what kind of Omega do you want?

Why do you want to do this?Holding him up, looking up at him, the eyes are full of tenderness that he can't refuse.

Fan Roy raised his other hand to caress the corners of Byrne's eyebrows and eyes, and asked again: "Why?"

Byrne was stunned for a moment, wondering what Fan Roy was asking, why did he like him?Or why shouldn't he turn him down?

"Why...don't lose your temper?"

"Having lost your temper? You think I should lose my temper?"

"Alpha's self-esteem is so strong, don't you feel offended? You will agree to marry me, isn't it because..." Van Roy paused, he couldn't say it, he didn't regard himself as a commodity or a transaction, but stood From Byrne's standpoint, isn't that what he meant by the two conditions he revised?

Byrne stared at Van Roy, waiting for him to continue.

"...Don't you think I'm playing tricks on you?" If someone in the business field reached an agreement with Fan Luoy, then backtracked, and changed his mind every few days, he would definitely not be able to bear it.But now he is the one who backtracks and does what he wants.

"Then are you?"

"..."

Byrne held Van Roy's hand, smiled suddenly, tilted his head and kissed his fingers, and said, "I don't think it's wrong to like you without permission. Of course you have the right to choose and refuse, and I won't force you .But if I lose my temper with you, upset you, give you an excuse to convince yourself that I'm not right, then it's my fault."

Although Byrne didn't get along with Van Roy for a long time, it was enough for him to understand part of Van Roy's nature.Because he is an Alpha and he is an Omega, it is impossible to try to suppress him and control him.Moreover, most of the time, Fan Roy is dominated by rationality, and unreasonable troubles will only annoy him, but he is very emotional, so as long as he can find a little gap in his heart, Fan Roy will be his of.

Byrne doesn't mind revealing his thoughts and scheming to Fan Roy. It's not wrong to like him, and it's not wrong to play tricks in order to get his likes. If you want to win the fruits of victory, it is the most basic thing to adapt to the situation. Whatever strategies and tactics should be used.Even a fool would not dare to run amok on the battlefield without a gun, and acting foolishly in front of Fan Roy would only kill him.

Fan Roy stared blankly at Byrne, his heart beating faster and faster, he didn't know what was wrong, the more open-minded Byrne was, the more shy he was, unable to make a decision.

Fan Roy didn't speak for a moment, and Byrne couldn't help but smile, pinched his finger, put it on his lips, and licked it lightly.

Fan Roy's hand trembled, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Byrne held it tightly.

Byrne's other hand around his waist sneaked into his jacket, pressed it against the edge of his lumbar spine, and slowly rubbed it, which made Fan Roy tremble all over, and squeezed Byrne's wrist.

The two of you held my hand and I held yours, and they were in a stalemate for a while.

"Let go." Van Roy ordered Byrne.He couldn't move Byrne's hand on his waist, if this stalemate continued, he would beat someone up.

Byrne sighed, lowered his head and leaned against Fan Roy, then pressed his forehead against his chest, and asked softly, "Why?"

"What's the reason for letting you go!"

"Why won't you admit that you like me?"

"……what?"

"Why do you want to drive me away when you are clearly moved? I don't understand."

"You... What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Byrne laughed again, raised his face to look at Fan Roy, and said, "Your heart beats so loudly, from just now to now, it averages 1 to 95 beats per minute, it can't wait to say that it likes me, listen to it yourself Can't you?"

Fan Roy's whole body was stiff, and the fingers pinched on Byrne's wrist suddenly pinched him tightly with force.

"So why?"

"I'm angry, no, not liking!"

"When you asked me out for dinner for the first time, you said you didn't like flies, but you chose me. Didn't you mean you liked me? My pheromone is agarwood, so you said you liked it. Why did you suddenly change now? Can't like it?"

"..." Fan Luoyi opened his mouth but was speechless. He couldn't tell Byrne that he liked it, but what he was afraid of was also liking it.He is afraid of that fiery love, because when it goes out, he will not be able to survive the cold of being alone.He is afraid of that wonderful happiness, because when it disappears, he will be disoriented, overwhelmed, and panicked.

Byrne waited a long time until Van Roy repeated: "Don't like me."

Byrne let go of Fan Roy, propped his palms back on Nakajima's table, and sighed deeply.

"When I was young, my mother liked to read poems to me. I don't remember most of them. There are only a few lines that always come to mind. There is a passage where love gives nothing but itself and takes nothing but itself; love Neither possess nor be possessed, because love seeks nothing but fulfillment of itself." Byrne looked up at Van Loy and said to him, "fulfill me, fulfill it."

Van Roy didn't have a mother who could read poems to him, and he didn't even remember whether the Omega who gave birth to him ever hugged him.His father loved him very much, but his father left too early, and he was too young.Later, Lu Xinchuan gave him his love and guilt that could never be remedied, but he couldn't accept it calmly. He didn't know who owed whom, and those became his debts.

He didn't know if what was written in the poem was the truth, but he understood that it was what Byrne believed in, and the liking he said turned out to be love that had nothing to ask for.

Fan Roy was stared at by Byrne, even if he looked away, he couldn't force his gaze away.He was forced to be trapped on the Nakajima platform, head down, as if there was nowhere to escape.

Byrne approached quietly, hugged his waist again, raised his neck and pushed himself into Fan Roy's sight.

He has seen many appearances of Fan Luoyi, the indifferent appearance, the arrogant appearance, the emotional appearance, the domineering and fierce appearance, the angry and irritable appearance, the lonely and melancholy appearance, he likes almost all the appearances of Fan Luoyi, except Now, he couldn't stand the way he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Why on earth did my confession make you so sad? Who hurt you? Made you so painful?"

Fan Roy didn't know when his eyes were red. At this moment, he really hated Byrne. Why couldn't he be as stupid, arrogant and self-righteous as other Alphas?Why is he so sensitive, able to poke his wounds so accurately, and why is he so gentle, carefully soothing him?

Fan Roy sighed heavily, and suddenly said, "It doesn't matter."

Before Byrne could react, Fan Roy suddenly held his cheeks with both hands, and was kissed instantly.

Fan Roy bit him hard.

"Uh!"

Seeing Byrne in pain, Fan Roy was quite happy, and chuckled lightly: "Okay, have you been fulfilled?"

Byrne was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It's not enough."

Byrne reached out and clasped the back of Fan Roy's neck, pressed the man to himself, and kissed him again. The other hand was not idle, it reached into his jacket, and rubbed him along his waist. tattoo.

dixitqueDeusfiatluxetfactaestlux, God said, let there be light.