【ABO】Toffee Omega is too sweet to foul

Not only Chi Wenjing, but even the people around him didn't react, and some people screamed out of fright.

This sound immediately brought back Chi Wenjing's thoughts, and before he could escape, he suddenly fell to the ground like a crazy man clutching his clothes.

As if grasping at straws, he kept asking him for help in Mandarin Y: "Help, save me, please save me!"

His eyes were full of despair.

Chi Wenjing's original vigilance dissipated when he saw the man collapsed on the ground and twitched in pain, but at the moment of hesitation, the man's pupils began to slacken, as if he had reached his limit.

It seems that Alpha's susceptibility period has not been controlled, but he can't smell any pheromone.

"Brother, I advise you to go, don't worry about it."

Just as Chi Wenjing was about to make an emergency call, suddenly a silver-haired man from country Y kindly persuaded him.

Seemingly seeing the disbelief in his eyes, the passer-by said again: "This is a patient with pheromone insensitivity, there is no need."

Chi Wenjing was taken aback by this extremely familiar word, and his eyes were full of surprise when he said 'no need'.

And everyone passing by heard this word, and they all stepped forward and left.

As if he was used to this scene, his helpless eyes seemed to be looking at a dying person.

Why do these people have such a reaction when they hear 'pheromone insensitivity patients'?

Chi Wenjing couldn't think so much, so he resolutely made an emergency call.

The silver-haired man saw that he was really planning to save the man, so he said a few helpless words, but he still knelt down to help lift the man to the ambulance.

After sending the person away, he probably saw that Chi Wenjing was an international friend. Seeing that he was out of state, the silver-haired man kindly explained: "It's not that I don't want to save him, but it's unnecessary, that person won't live until 35 years old, and the deadline is coming soon. "

This sensitive word made Chi Wenjing's mood fall into the clouds in an instant, and he instantly thought of the face that would always appear in his mind every moment even though the distance was so far away.

He never knew that so many people had been virtually sentenced to death for the term 'pheromone insensitivity', and it was no wonder that it caused such a big commotion when it was exposed.

"You can't be so arbitrary, can you? Just find the pheromone compatibility Omega." Chi Wenjing said in silence for a few seconds.

The silver-haired man seemed to hear something incredible, "That person has been found."

Now Chi Wenjing was puzzled: "Then why are you still living like that?"

"Why else, it was obviously abandoned. If there is no Omega, maybe I can live for a few more years."

Chi Wenjing's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at the silver-haired man with wide eyes: "What do you mean?"

Seeing that Chi Wenjing was really puzzled, the silver-haired man sighed and said: "Most pheromone insensitivity diseases are recessive diseases. Before they meet that Omega with 100% pheromone compatibility, they will at most It’s just that it’s different from others, and it’s just that it can’t smell the Alpha of pheromone.”

"Until you meet that person, this hidden disease will not become obvious. This kind of antidote is like a sudden relief for people who are used to pain. Once you rely on it, if you don't understand the medicine one day, you can only suffer with your life. "

"So patients with pheromone anaesthesia are short-lived ghosts, and most of them will die alone, and..." the silver-haired man said to himself, and when he realized something was wrong, he realized that the boy didn't keep up: "Hey, brother, you're all right Bar?"

The young man stopped at some point, his pair of clear and bright peach blossom eyes were out of focus, as if something inside had been emptied suddenly and became hollow.

This appearance made the silver-haired man feel like he said something shocking. He pursed his lips and was about to leave when he suddenly heard the boy behind him say:

"So, after meeting that Omega, they became real pheromone-insensitive patients, right?"

The silver man didn't dare to say any more, and touched his nose resentfully:

"Maybe, studies show that's just most of them, not all of them."

After speaking, the silver-haired man didn't dare to stay any longer, crossed the road and quickly disappeared in front of Chi Wenjing.

The latter's tottering body suddenly became thin in the cold wind, as if it would be blown down at any time.

The young man seemed to be drained of strength, dragging his soulless body towards the hotel.

When entering the elevator, he almost collided with the people inside.

"Feel sorry."

"Are you okay?" The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, trying to grab Chi Wenjing.

Chi Wenjing felt that this person looked familiar, as if he checked in on the same day as him.

But he avoided it without a trace, telling the other party that he was fine.

The middle-aged man just smiled lightly. After the boy pressed the elevator, he didn't rush to stay on the floor he was on, but took a few steps back.

The elevator slowly ascended, and in the sight that Chi Wenjing couldn't see, the eyes of the middle-aged man behind him kept looking at him, from his legs, waist, back, and finally landed on the glands under his clothes.

That's where Omega is most vulnerable.

'I'll give you 1000 million, use this money to stay in that hotel, get rid of a person surnamed Chi, remember to peel off the glands alive, and bring them to me in person. '

He didn't know his employer, and as a professional killer, he didn't need the other party's information.

They only take money.

And the amount of up to 1000 million divided among several bank cards is the best sincerity of the employer.

Reciprocity, they will give each other the most satisfactory results.

The middle-aged man lowered his eyes, hiding the killing intent that surged up in his eyes.

Chi Wenjing didn't know how he got back to the room, he only knew that there was only one truth in his mind that he probably never knew—maybe, the real devil ten years ago was him.

But that man never thought of telling him.

The impulse that surged at this moment made him pick up his phone and wanted to ask for clarification, but before he came, he deliberately changed to a new phone, and the phone card and all social software were not installed, so he lost contact with people in China.

Chi Wenjing wanted to go outside to find a public phone, but the moment he put on his clothes, he stopped.

If you call to get the truth, then what?What is the purpose of coming here?Chi Wenjing, have you let yourself go?

The boy suddenly stood there as if he had lost his way, and after an unknown amount of time, he still took off his coat and hid in bed silently.

Closing his eyes, his brain was so blank that he didn't notice that the arm was scratched by that person with several bloodstains, and blood was still dripping from it.

Chi Wenjing stared at the sky outside in a daze. He didn't know how long he stared at it. It wasn't until night fell outside that he couldn't close his eyes that he finally felt sleepy.

That night, he still dreamed about that man.

At first, she just stood in the dark, as if she was afraid that he would leave again, but her approaching steps became cautious and careful.

In the end, I squatted beside him, calling him "Xiaojing" instead of saying "baby" like before.

The voice was as light as a mosquito, but it was as real as if it was right next to my ears, and even the reassuring ice pheromone seemed to be lingering around me.

His hand was held, and there seemed to be a cold feeling coming from it, which soon stopped in the touch of a piece of soft lips.

The man kissed his hand, forehead, face.

Everywhere it fell, it felt like it had been burned.

So real.

It was so real that Chi Wenjing suddenly couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. He wanted to open his eyes, but he was afraid that waking up was just a dream, and even the aura he liked would disappear.

When Chi Wenjing woke up the next day, it was still dark, and nothing in the room had changed. He was still lying in the five-star hotel in Country Y.

But it was only the third day of separation, but the man invaded his life all the time every day, every single thing, even a simple thing, could be associated with the other party.

And the word 'pheromone anesthesia' has been on my mind since yesterday.

Chi Wenjing wanted to go to the toilet to wash his face to calm himself down, but just as he raised his hand, a faint smell of herbs came to his nostrils.

He sniffed the air and found that it was not his illusion, the smell of medicine was getting stronger and stronger.

Chi Wenjing was sure that he didn't bring any medicine into the room, and just as he was about to find the source, he saw the back of his hand inadvertently.

Only then did I realize that I was scratched while saving someone yesterday, and there was a faint tingling sensation when I touched it.

He suddenly thought of something, put the back of his hand to the tip of his nose, and the smell of herbs floating in the air immediately hit his nostrils.

The wound is... medicated!

Thinking of the real dream last night, Chi Wenjing's heart skipped a beat at this moment, thinking that the distance is tens of thousands of miles, and the next meeting is unknown, but these may just be his thoughts.

"I don't know how to take care of myself so much, how can I rest assured..."

At that time, the man's low voice echoed in his ears like a voice covered in fog and rain.

At this moment, Chi Wenjing suddenly felt that there was no point in going anywhere, because no matter how far he went, the man would be behind him in different ways to accompany and protect him.

Standing behind him, waiting for the day when he figured it out, he would appear by his side at the first time, waiting for his hug.

No matter how far he can run, he can be isolated from the world, but his heart has long been left behind and cannot be taken away.

Chi Wenjing didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he put on his down jacket and left the room in a hurry, hesitating for a long time to yesterday, but never walked past the phone booth.

On the sofa in the hotel lobby, a middle-aged man had been sitting there as if waiting for someone.

It wasn't until the young figure left the hotel gate that he stood up unhurriedly and followed.

It is still scorching summer in China, but the first snow has already fallen in Country Y.

There was a thick layer of fresh snow on the road, and it was still dark at [-] o'clock in the morning. The whole street was silent, only footprints on the snow made a 'creaking' sound.

Chi Wenjing didn't wear much clothes, but after a short distance, the tip of his nose turned red from the cold, and all the organs in his body slowed down, but the moment he picked up the phone, his heart was filled with boiling blood and started beating crazily.

However, before he pressed the first number with his hand, there was a sudden creaking sound behind him, which came through the other ear very clearly.

Finally, the footsteps stopped outside, and then the door of the phone booth was pushed open.

While a gust of cold air poured in, Chi Wenjing saw the middle-aged man's face.