unexpected giveaway

Corey looked at the clothes brought from home, and when they slowly filled the closet in front of him, he really realized that he had been locked up by the government in an Alpha's home by law.

But now Corey can't feel sad for his situation. He didn't live like a person with children before.So he was punished by God, and he got really bad morning sickness - a week after he got home from home.

Corey was trembling in the corner, smoking a cigarette and lighting a lighter.Lighters and cigarettes were found in the slums.There seemed to be pain in the abdomen, and the pain disappeared after a while. He felt that he was tormented by morning sickness and was going crazy to have such an illusion.The cigarette was lit, a pungent smell hit him, and Cory coughed violently.He quickly pulled out the cigarette from his mouth, and the vomiting came back.His head was buzzing, and there was a hot feeling on the back of his neck.

Corey raised his hand to put out the cigarette on the mark on the back of his neck, and the pain from the scorched skin stimulated his nerves, and this subtle feeling made him feel better.Dizzy, Corey tried to light his cigarette again, but the sudden scream made him shake his hands, and the cigarette fell to the floor.

The maid Sani continued to scream, she just came up to see how the poor man was doing, and when she opened the door she saw a puff of smoke.She ran over to stamp out the burning smoke on the ground, opened all the windows, and panted to check on the person who had caused trouble but didn't know it.The man was still crouching in the corner, his face pale and his eyes lifeless.

This is too unimaginable!A morning sickness nearly started a fire!

When Sani was thinking wildly, Cory stood up suddenly, he looked around blankly, and wanted to rush out.Sani hurriedly dragged Cory to the sink.

Cory vomited all the contents of his stomach, and he was miserable.He pressed his stomach and squatted down on the ground weakly. Sani struggled to drag him to the bed, wiped his face with a hot towel, and covered him with a quilt.

Sani is a middle-aged woman in her 40s. Her appearance is nothing special. The only thing Corey remembers about her is her eyes.The lines at the corners of Sani's eyes are upward, and she has small bags under the eyes, which makes her eyes look curved, as if she is smiling anytime and anywhere.In this dead home in Chester, she was the only living person, and the only woman.

Women have a natural love for their children, and so does Sani.She cared for Cory and took solace in it.

As an Alpha with a legal partner, Chester had to reduce his outings and stay in this gray-blue house.

But recently he is not having a good time. Cory's situation makes the house smell like something musty and decayed all the time, which makes Chester feel very bad.And when the night falls and the people are quiet, Chester sitting by the table can smell the faint fragrance from Omega again, which is like some kind of metamorphic poison. Seeing him a little depressed.Under such a contrast, all Chester could do was keep silent.

Chester allowed himself two hours a day in Cory's room, and he usually picked the hours when Cory was asleep.Chester didn't really want to take care of Corey, all of this was business for him, so that he would comply with the law so that he wouldn't be labeled as abusing Omega.

In Corey's room, Chester would choose to spend time reading books or documents by the French windows.He didn't even look up at Cory during this time, even though he'd chosen a spot far from Cory's bed.Such indifference and ruthlessness is the best for Corey and Chester. They can spend an afternoon peacefully in the same space, greedily seeking each other's scent for comfort|comfort.It's a secret, to them personally.

Half a month later, the morning sickness continued and did not abate.Cory lived in the spare room in the back room on the first floor, and being on the second floor always made him feel dizzy.He began to hate high places, even though there was sunshine that he loved.Unfortunately, Corey's situation is still not improving.So Cory refused to eat the food, thinking that if he ate it, he would throw it up, and he didn't want to make himself uncomfortable.He would lock the door and pile things on the door.He refused anyone to enter his room to force him, and the result of his repeated tossing was that he fell into a coma.

When Claire heard the news, she hurried to Chester's house to give Cory some glucose and nutritional supplements. Cory was thinner than when she first met him, and his face was as pale as paper.Clause felt sorry for him.She remembered that when she sent Corey here that day, the man still said to her with a smile to wish him good luck. The sun was shining that day, and the sky was as blue as the man's eyes.

The result of such sentimentality is that the young female doctor is not afraid of the indifferent attitude of the homeowner, and warns him not to force things to Corey, but to cooperate with Corey's preferences and take care of him sincerely, so as to prevent this kind of thing from happening again.

After Clauris left, Chester sat alone on the sofa in the hall, his face expressionless, his dark eyes staring at one place, as if he was thinking or resting.No one will bother him at this time, which makes him feel good. Three minutes later, his slender, bony hand reached for the phone.

The number was left by him out of courtesy after he went to the slums, and he didn't expect to be able to use it so soon.He called Mrs. Damon, and the phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

Chester greeted her.

"You...Williams? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize your voice for a while." The female voice on the phone was still gentle, accompanied by the rustling sound from the poor signal, which made the voice sound more comfortable.

Chester responded: "That's all right, Mrs. Damon. Now I need your help with something. Corey's not doing well. He can't eat anything. That kid is very annoying. I thought maybe I could do something about him." Foods he likes will give him a better appetite."

Mrs. Damon said hesitantly, "Cory... Maybe you can consider making some spicy shortbread, he often eats it when he is at home."

Chester: "Can you tell me how it's made?"

"I am glad to."

Chester wrote down everything Mrs. Damon said on paper, and exchanged a few words with her.Chester could hear Mrs. Damon's worry from her tone, but this worry could only disappear at the other end when the phone was hung up.

Chester called Sani and handed her the blank paper.

Sani looked down at the process on the paper, and said in surprise: "I can still see this kind of food now. I thought that only people in my hometown would like it. This is really nostalgic."

"I'm glad you can say that, Sani." Chester said coldly, "I believe you will settle this matter."

"I'm sorry, sir." Sani apologized for her indecency, she bent down and saluted Chester respectfully, "I'll send it to Mr. Damon's room when it's done, sir."

Chester nodded, and sat on the sofa for a few minutes after Sani left before he got up and walked into the study. When he passed Corey's room, the servant Arthur came out.He had a pale face and his eyes were focussed. He bent over to Chester and said in a mechanical voice, "Sir, Mr. Damon said he wanted to talk to you about something."

Chester glanced over, he didn't want to enter the room, he just stood at the door.

"What's the matter, Mr. Damon?"

Cory was already up, leaning against the wall.He still had a needle in his hand, and the high-hanging medicine bottle injected the transparent liquid into his body through the infusion tube.Corey's expression was a little cold, but the expression between his brows was gone.

On the contrary, Chester thinks this is very good, you know, he is simply tired of this man showing a fake smile all the time.And his exaggerated blue eyes, he didn't want to see the light in them.

"I want to go out, sir." Corey's voice was so flat that it made people feel strange. Usually he always likes to turn up at the end, and a sentence he said seemed to fly, with an inexplicable sense of seduction.He doesn't seem to be bothered to pretend now, and what's more appropriate is that he doesn't have the strength to tease people.

"I'm going crazy staying here!" Corey added.

Chester felt bored: "I'm sorry, Mr. Damon. I'm afraid I can't agree to your request."

Corey stared at him and said coldly: "You said you would agree to my request, sir."

"Yes, but only if I want to. Now, I don't want to waste my precious time here."

Corey's expression was even colder: "It's not fair."

"Of course." Chester was about to leave the room. "If there was fairness, it wouldn't be you sitting on the bed and being tortured, but me. I wish you a pleasant afternoon, Mr. Damon."

Chester turned and left. He didn't want to stay here, and walked quickly to the study.

Arthur silently helped Corey close the door.

Corey collapsed on the bed in boredom, wrapping the quilt around himself indiscriminately.

Sani used to cook this dish in her youth and knows how to make it by heart.She declined Mr. Chef's offer to help, and enjoyed herself doing it alone in the kitchen.She felt as if she had returned to the past, living in a dilapidated small house, and her family, looking at the scenery of her hometown every day, living a peaceful and peaceful life.

It made her very nostalgic.

Sani arranged the steamed spicy shortbread one by one on the plate, and served it with a glass of apple lemon juice.Sani happily knocked on Corey's door with these.

Cory lay on the bed with his eyes closed.The curtains of the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the distance are pulled open, and white light flows around the room through the windows, adding a rare sense of tranquility to this room.Sani looked at Cory resting, his face painted by light in a unique three-dimensional effect.

Sani put the plate on the low cabinet by the bed, knelt down and patted Cory gently: "Mr. Damon, are you feeling better? I made some of your favorite food, which your mother told us. You have to try Want something to eat?"

Corey nodded feebly, and said softly, "Let it go."

Sani laughed, her smile was full of kindness: "I feel very kind, I haven't cooked this kind of food for people for a long time. I don't know if I can tell you, Mr. Damon. This is from my hometown Yes, I think I miss my hometown."

"Is it land?" Corey opened his eyes slightly to look at her. He saw the surprised expression on Sani's face, and the watery light in her always smiling bulging eyes. The gentle light in the afternoon spread over her eyes. The water shimmers under such a cover.It made her come alive, she seemed a decade younger.

Sani exclaimed excitedly: "I, oh, it is indeed there! It is farther than here. I heard that it takes two or three days to take the train. Mr. Damon, please forgive me for harassing you, how do you know The place there is so remote that no one will mention it here. It is so remote and isolated from the world that I suspect that there are still small houses side by side. But the people there are hospitable, they are kind and enthusiastic. Rustic. They walked barefoot on the muddy path with their healthy bodies, waving bullwhips, and greeted people when they saw them. The air there had a faint smell of mud, which was fresh and refreshing. Want to cry."

Corey replied flatly: "I grew up there, with my parents and sisters, and those days were very happy."

"But then you came here, it's really sad." Sani's speech slowed down, and her hand on Cory's quilt unconsciously stroked up and down, trying to use this touching method to make this person feel sad. Men feel better. "You're a lot like my son, Mr. Damon. I see you thinking of him a lot, and you're all just as dynamic."

Corey closed his eyes again and asked, "Sani, do you have a son?"

Sani smiled lightly, her expression transitioned from being happy at the beginning to being peaceful, as if she had fallen into some kind of memory.Her smile looked so soft, as soft and sweet as white cream on a cake.Corey saw her smile and thought of his mother.

"Yes, sir." Sani replied softly, "If he is still here, he should be as old as you, sir."

"Where did he go?"

"Leaving. When he was judged to be an Omega in the medical examination at the age of 16. He couldn't accept it for a while. His father and I were both Betas. Lishi, ah, my son, thought that he would become someone else's accessory in the future , During that time, he was very emotional. Then he left, on the roof of the hospital. In fact, I don’t think it’s that serious. For different races, they are all the same in my eyes. This is just a kind of survival way." Sani paused, her hand hanging in the air began to tremble, and finally she restrained her smile and continued to caress Cory.

"After the accident, his father and I were very sad. I know that although the man didn't say anything, he regretted it in his heart. We separated later. I don't know where he went. I came to this place alone. City. Mr. Williams kindly took me in and let me work here."

Cory frowned, not knowing what to say.Such as comforting, such as reprimanding this heartless rule, but he listened to the maid's words, and he felt the sadness and strength hidden in it.Corey had to keep his own tone without ups and downs: "God will forgive him, he will become an angel, listen to God's voice, and then wait for you to see him."

"I think so too, sir." Sani smiled and shed tears.

Cory groped for her hand and patted it: "Sannie, sing me a song from I, I suddenly want to hear it."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Damon. I'm very grateful that you didn't drive me away. Listen to me, an old woman, talking here. I haven't said these things to anyone yet." Sani smiled and shook her head.

Sani frowned slightly, she seemed to be brewing.Cory waited, and it didn't take long for the singing to float out of Sani's mouth.Sani's voice was very soft, and she didn't dare to sing loudly.But it didn't matter, the volume was enough for both of them to hear.Sani chose the oldest ballad in I, with a unique sense of vicissitudes.Corey listened, he felt that the nerves in his whole body were gradually relaxed and peaceful in the slow and long singing, and the negative emotions caused by Chester's attitude just disappeared, and then he was relieved by a light spring breeze. surrounded by airflow.

Corey seemed to see a large piece of fertile land in his hometown, a crystal clear river, and the white reeds were blown by the wind, and the ears of the reeds fluttered like fluttering snow.He felt the warmth of the sun and the freshness of the air after the rain.He slowed down his breathing, and he fell asleep in this long song.Corey felt better than ever.Sani looked at Cory lovingly, she didn't stop moving or singing, she squinted in the room full of white light.This room is too quiet, people can't help but slow down when they are here, wanting to stay in this small space full of light without filth.It was rare for her to watch the man in front of her calm down, he slept peacefully like a baby.

Smiling, Sani pulled the quilt up a little and slipped Cory's exposed hand under the quilt.

She didn't know that the black-haired man who fell asleep at this time was recalling his hometown along with the singing. With his tired body and his beautiful blue eyes, he could see everything in his hometown clearly.He stared at a bamboo forest in the distance, and the fragrance of bamboo filled the air.Corey saw a boy with a bright smile beside the bamboo grove waving to him, the sun shining on him made his face blurred.

Sani was right, Corey thought, that smile was beautiful.

Warm, like a fire that never goes out in the stove.

The author has something to say: Spicy shortbread is pure nonsense =_= When I was nonsense, I thought it was steamed, and the surface was filled with tomatoes, carrots, almonds, and meat floss, which looked red and bright (ˉ﹃ˉ)

Then the friends (drama) plot (transparent) reminded that the story told by Sani will help the following plots, friends, don’t forget it ==+