Red dust kills beauty

[-]. Torturing each other with Bai Shatian ③

I think Zhaoyao is very cute, that is, he is not straight at all.

This is really a very surprising thing. Zhaoyao, an Alpha among Alphas with high strength, good looks, and particularly powerful abilities, unexpectedly behaved politely.

Not polite due to social etiquette, but really respectful of people.He doesn't even have the consciousness of being a powerful Alpha.

The consciousness I'm talking about refers to the kind of contempt for Omega and Beta that generally exists in Alpha's heart, as well as showing off one's own strength and intelligence.

There are especially many such Alphas in the third district.

Thanks to my face, although I have always declared that I am undifferentiated, the group of brain-damaged Alphas will always spontaneously treat me as an Omega or a Beta.

Sometimes when I finished my mission and went to the tavern to order a glass of vodka to warm myself up in the wind and snow, as soon as I opened the door, I could see more than a dozen strong men sitting in the tavern, all turning their heads to stare at me.

Some people will politely remind me that it is best not to come to this kind of place alone, while others are unscrupulous. I have even encountered scum who came over and wanted to pinch the back of my neck and mark it with their mouths.

— just fucking outrageous.

I sometimes think that this world should not be like this.

When I saw that Omega walking on the street had to wear a barrier sticker on the back of the neck;

When I saw the children in the slums split into Omega, handed in tears by the weeping mother;

When I saw teenagers and girls who used sex differentiation stimulants, died of pain due to pheromone overload;

When I saw the laboratory openly auctioned the remodeled Omega, with the sign "Can withstand two to three simultaneous markings at the same time, top-level fertile physique" on her body, and clearly marked the price——

Looking at the whole world, there is no such thing as a pure land of comfort.

Continuous wars, endless emergence of superpowers, pheromones that are difficult to restrain... everything has intensified the conflict between people to an unprecedented level.

The intensification of contradictions will further intensify the war, and superpowers, Alpha and Omega will become increasingly scarce, resulting in the proliferation of prohibited drugs, and pheromones will become difficult to control...

An unsolvable endless loop.

Although I don't know what my ideal world should be like, I know that this must not be the world I want.

It sucks.

Therefore, in such a muddy and muddy world where even breathing is full of bloody smell and various pheromones, I don't need to mention how amazing I was when I saw Fu Baixue who was so quiet.

Today, there is one more such person.

Different from Fu Baixue's transparency and calmness, Zhaoyao is clean.

He is really clean.

After eating, this young Alpha boy asked me: "Ning Hongchen, do you want to wash your hair?"

"want!"

I can barely take a shower by myself, but I really can’t do anything about washing my hair. Every time I just pour water casually, even if I have washed it.

At first, he didn't find anything wrong, but after he struggled for a while, he still asked.

"Why don't you wash your hair? It feels like a bird's nest."

I blink.

"All ten fingers are sealed, I can't wash them."

"Won't the person who takes care of you wash your hair?"

No one to take care of me at all.

"They're disgusting and I don't want them to touch me."

Then, the boy at that time washed my hair while yelling "I didn't pile up everything on me" and "Let's be honest, did you do it on purpose?"

Like I said, he doesn't have the slightest bit of self-awareness as a Big Alpha.I'm really curious, what kind of family can raise a child with this character.

In the bathroom I was taking off my long pajama bottoms when he noticed my exposed toes.

"...Why is your big toe festering?"

"Because the nails were not cut, they grew into the flesh."

“…………”

The young man stood there for a while, his face turning blue and then pale. Finally, he grabbed his hair and sighed dejectedly.

After washing my hair, he pressed me on the bed, pinched my feet with a sullen face, and cut my nails.

I still clearly remember that he looked very serious with his head bowed.

The nape of his unsuspecting neck is also very attractive, where there are glands that every ABO has.At this moment, it is unabashedly showing its sense of existence.

Warm, spicy, mellow and a little sweet, if you use food as an analogy, it is as intoxicating as rum.

"No wonder there is blood on the bed sheet... Your festering is very serious, I'll just pull out my nails?"

"Um."

"Ouch, it's so dirty, it's full of pus, it's so disgusting!"

He sat on the floor and complained, but he cleaned up the accumulated pus for me, and then gave me medicine.

At that time, I looked down at the lovely curls on the top of his head, and suddenly wanted to rub my hands.

But today he just needs to wash my hair, and he just cut my nails last week.

After finishing these chores, he was about to leave, but I stopped him: "Gou Yao."

The boy turned his head and glared at me impatiently.

"Why do you never ask me if you want to stay in Yujingchun?"

When he came these few times, he was always very anxious.This anxiety became more and more obvious after our relationship improved.I guess Wu Shen must have hinted to him that he can invite me to join Yu Jingchun.

I have been waiting, but I saw him hesitate to speak a few times, and he still didn't say anything in the end.

Hearing my question, he grabbed the door frame violently, his whole body tensed up.

"...There is no reason."

In the end, he just lowered his eyes and responded with these cold words.

He closed the door, and the room went back into darkness.

Actually, Zhaoyao didn't know many things.

For example, he doesn’t know that I’ve been bound by a restraint suit for a whole week; for example, he doesn’t know that I’ve been living on nutrition and milk paste for a living; for example, he doesn’t know that in the past two months, no one has had any communication with me except him.

In this "golden room", the lights will be turned on automatically only after sensing his fingerprint.

For the rest of the time, there was no sound in the room, no light of any kind, and I could only guess the time by counting the seconds and sleeping.

Every morning, a cup of milk paste with a straw will be pushed in from the small window under the door; once a week for cleaning, they will release hypnotic gas in advance.

I have tried all methods to attract attention, but I seem to be isolated in another world, only Zhaoyao can enter.

For a long time, I was extremely sensitive to his footsteps.

His arrival means that the lights in the room are turned on, I have food to eat, I can wash my hair, and my nails can be cut off... Most importantly, someone can talk to me.

He is very busy, and he will come to see me every three days according to Wu Can's order. If he has to go on a business trip or forgets for a while, he will postpone it later.

If you're angry with me, put it back, five or six or seven days.

Come once every three days, one meal at a time, about three to ten minutes.

Plus shampoo and blow hair, six 10 minutes.

Plus trimming nails, seven 10 minutes.

That's all I have, all the time I have light.

Once he leaves, what awaits me is a long night that seems to be eternal, and I can't wake up at all.

Zhaoyao and I are in a state of high pressure and are forced to tame each other by external forces.Although the relationship is twisted and rough, it is very effective.

Let's just say it's a mutual compromise between Wu Shen and I who know it well - he wants to use me but doesn't trust me, I want to be reused but don't want to be suspected.

This method is simple and crude, but surprisingly effective.

It took me a month of witch ginseng to let me realize what hell is.

It took another two months to turn Zhaoyao into my light.

I thought Zhaoyao's next visit would be three days later, but I didn't expect him to come again after only a few hours.

In the corridor outside the door, I heard footsteps that I was already very familiar with.

Just like Pavlov's dog, when I heard the sound, I was unconsciously happy, the adrenaline rose, the dopamine was secreted rapidly, and even the stomach began to move.

Behold, how terrible the physical instinct is.

The lights in the room turned on automatically, and after enduring hours of silence and darkness, I felt the presence of "light" again.

The next moment, a tall and handsome young man pushed the door open and entered, his momentum was brilliant, as dazzling as the sun, as brilliant as a god.

I narrowed my eyes and stared at his handsome face.

It's over, things seem to be going a little badly.

Zhaoyao didn't notice my blank look, his expression was very strange, as if he was deeply troubled by something.

After he sat down on his exclusive chair, he struggled for a while, but didn't say a word.

I was still suppressing my temper and waiting, but he didn't say a word for a long time.I was bored, so I simply turned around and got into bed, with my back to him and fell asleep.

The young man hesitated and hesitated before hesitating, "Hey, are you willing to be my subordinate?"

He always doesn't call my name properly, always "Hello" and "Hello".

I:"……"

he:"……"

I threw off the quilt and looked at him with dead fish eyes.

The teenager blew his hair.

"What's your reaction! If you are willing, you are willing, if you are unwilling, you are unwilling. What do you mean by staring at me?"

I frowned, and suddenly raised my leg and kicked him hard: "You are so noisy."

Zhaoyao was kicked to the ground accidentally by me, and she didn't get angry, she just rubbed her lower back.

"Fuck—are you sick? What's happening all of a sudden?"

"Gou Yao, you are really stupid..."

I picked up a book and threw it on Zhaoyao's head.

The unreasonable thing about emotion is that even if you clearly know the mechanism, conditions, and reasons for its production, you still cannot control it.

Just like now, even though I know that my feelings for Zhaoyao are the result of my conspiracy with Wu Shen, I still feel anxious because of his frustrated expression.

He went back and forth, and it must have been his boss who asked him to come again.

Now Wu Shen wants to curry favor with me, but look at this man, he put on a reluctant face, and asked me why I was crazy, making me feel like I was being forced into prostitution.

Obviously that "good" is me, right?

The author says:

Zhaoyao line has opened.

I have never written a character like Zhao Yao who is Su Shuangtian, and I feel that I just need to output Su Li without thinking.

It turned out to be such a pleasure to write.

I am so happy.