Perfect match.

The mountains are windy and cold, and the sky is clear and far away.

A silver-gray sports car drove out of the gate of Zheng's house, sped down the mountain road, made a smart turn on the inner road, and swept away a large fan-shaped snow fog.

Speed ​​can often give people a sense of lightness of weightlessness for a few seconds, temporarily reducing stress.

Zheng Feiluan stepped on the gas pedal and drove like lightning, breathing the fresh air into his lungs, but he didn't know that this was about to be his last full and waking 24 hours - the high-concentration pacifier flowing in his blood gave him enough reason to make him He was able to think calmly in front of his father and make a choice that did not go against his own wishes. At the same time, he overdrawn the precarious pheromone balance by ten or twenty times.

After returning to his residence in the city center, the 24-hour drug coverage period ended, and the suppressed Alpha pheromone counterattacked wildly, and his mate-seeking disorder worsened at an unexpected speed.

In the early morning of the next day, Zheng Feiluan woke up from the cold on a strange street corner.

He raised his head from the steering wheel with difficulty, his spine and shoulder blades rattled from sitting stiffly for a long time, accompanied by distinct pain.

Through a layer of glass, snow is falling quietly outside the car window.

The morning light in winter is like people in winter, lazy and unwilling to arrive early.It was still dark on the long street, and the tall and thin street lamps stood alone one by one, illuminating the empty street where no one came and went.Under the dim light, each piece of snow is dim yellow, falling into the light and turning white, falling into the dark into black.

The fog was too heavy, and the gray mist flowed between the sky and the earth.Looking further away, the flagpole-like street lights disappeared, leaving only blurred tree shadows one after another.

There are many old residential buildings along the street, low and scattered.At the bottom of the building is a row of shops, all with tacky imitation Song signboards and old iron shutter doors hanging down.The public trash can is an ugly dark green, piled full of plastic bags, disposable chopsticks, and biodegradable lunch boxes stained with soup, scattered all over the place, buried in snow all night.

Where is he?

Judging by the dirtiness of this street, it might be somewhere in the suburbs of Yuanjiang.

It was extremely cold in the car, the sunroof glass was covered with heavy snow, and the air conditioner had already stopped working.The backlight of the instrument panel is all off, and the interior lights are all off. Only the dedicated IWC quartz watch still displays the current time:

05:30AM.

Zheng Feiluan moved his fingers, his joints were so cold that he couldn't move easily, his skin lost most of his sense of touch, and he couldn't feel the cowhide pattern on the steering wheel.He tried to start the car to keep warm, but the engine was disturbed like a hibernating beast. There was a low growl in his throat, and he complained a few times in dissatisfaction before falling back to sleep.

The air conditioner couldn't be turned on, and the temperature in the car continued to drop, approaching freezing point.He was wearing a thin shirt and vest, and the cold air penetrated into his muscles and bones, making him trembling uncontrollably.

He lowered his head, gripped the steering wheel with both hands, but exhaled a hot breath.

Because the source of the shivering is not the cold.

but desire.

His lower abdomen was hot and dry, and the stubborn thing was unbearably hard, propped in his crotch like a steel rod, eager to ask him for something.The sac was so swollen that it was nearly overflowing with semen, but there was no force to ejaculate.It craves the tight cunt of the omega, desperate to be engulfed, sucked, rubbed from roots to head, and then squirted all over.

It is on the string, and it can't wait for a second.

but--

fuck it!

I am the one who controls this body now, and I will not give you anything!

Zheng Feiluan slammed his fist on the steering wheel, leaned back, pressed hard on the back of the chair, and gritted his teeth to resist the raging desire in his body.

Di--! !

The horn suddenly sounded sharply, and it circled over the long street over and over again.

He looked at himself in the rearview mirror, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar: unshaven beard, bloodshot eyes, burning with undiminished desire, like a beast trapped in rut.

Is this what "he" is looking for?

So humiliating.

Zheng Feiluan took a few breaths, closed his eyes, and began to breathe deeply and slowly—it's okay, he is already awake, and the remaining desire to find a mate will fade away with "him" sleeping, and it won't affect him for too long .

But it backfired.

After closing his eyes, driven by his desire, countless confused and eclectic pictures swayed in the void, making his genitals harder.

He saw his little Nightingale, who had put down the flat leather chairs and was partying in the back seat.Little Nightingale was naked, riding on his waist bar shyly and jolting, the hole between her buttocks squeezed him extremely tightly, her thin and white body was like a ship in the deep sea, with its sails fluttering , floating left and right, may capsize at any time.

The car was full of pleasant groans, from far and near, sometimes tight like a bow, sometimes soft like cotton, enveloping his ears seductively, hooking his heart ups and downs.

The tip of his tongue was wet, his lips were dry, and a red mole was dotted on his chest, like a rose-colored drop of blood, tempting him to kiss.

During the intense movements, Little Nightingale's curly hair trembled, and a drop of hot sweat fell, which happened to land on his lips.He licked it with the tip of his tongue, the sweet taste all the way to his heart.In an instant, his desire exploded, and he couldn't control himself at all. He stretched out his hand and pulled the neck, opened his mouth and bit down hard.

Just when the rich Omega pheromone was in his mouth and was about to appease all his restlessness, the hallucination turned into a puff of dust and dissipated.

Outside the car window, heavy snow fell silently.

Zheng Feiluan sat in the shadow, his chest heaved and his breathing became chaotic.The mass of flesh and blood in the crotch is standing fiercely, pushing the fabric into a more obvious outline.

In one thought, he suddenly understood the feeling of finding a spouse:

Just before the climax came to an end, he lost the Omega in his arms, and the whole world became worthless in front of the lust that was on the verge of crashing.The heart was congested, the penis continued to be erect, and the strong need to ejaculate crushed all so-called rationality, leaving only the instinct to search.

Don't let anyone stop him, and don't say a word of consoling nonsense.

Shut up and get the hell out of here, he only wants Omega.

and so……

Fragments of some memories began to flash back vaguely in my mind.

That's why he went out at midnight at the end of November, braved the severe cold, drove aimlessly all night, turned hundreds of street corners, drained a tank of gasoline, but failed to find it.In desperation, he slanted up the stone-brick walkway beside the road, and was stuck tightly by the fire hydrant and street lamp, and a tragic scratch ran across the front and rear doors.

The car turned off, the temperature dropped rapidly, the vision began to blur, and the eyelids were heavily covered.

He knew that it was almost dawn and his time was coming to an end, but even at the second before he lost consciousness, he still stubbornly stared at a dark window across the street, hoping that it would turn on the light.

He An, this is where you lived.

After you disappeared, I have been here dozens of times, and every time I was greeted by an empty, dusty room.I don't know where you've been, all the news about you has disappeared - they always arrive after dawn, and I was asleep at that time, and "he" couldn't stop "he" from deleting everything.

He An, I am just a fragment of personality born of lust, fragmented, drowsy, and often uncertain of the severity.In the past six months, my mind has been filled with you, and you have made it clumsy, dull, and dull. Many things that I could easily do before are now beyond my reach.

The more I miss you, the harder it is to move.

There is too little time for me, there are only a few hours in the middle of the night, not enough for me to leave Yuanjiang and go to a farther place.I had no choice but to buy this room after a lot of trouble and leave it empty forever.If you want to go home one day, just push open the concealed door and let it light up with warm lights.

I will see.

I'll come and kiss you the first night you come home.

The on-board quartz watch was fixed at 5:29AM, and he lay wearily on the steering wheel, closing his eyes that had been open all night.

click.

After 1 minute, the minute hand advances slightly.Zheng Feiluan was awakened by the biting cold and opened his eyes again.

It was snowing outside the car, and in front of him was an unfamiliar long street with several dilapidated residential buildings across the street.He didn't know where this was, and he didn't know why he was here.At 05:30 in the morning, everyone is fast asleep and every window is dark.None of them look different, and none of them should.

The flashbacks are uncomfortable.

He sat silently in the car for more than ten minutes, then opened the door and got out of the car, stepping onto the soft snow on the side of the road.There is a window with a broken awning and soot sticking above the milk tea shop across the street.

He looked at it and laughed mockingly——you spent my money to buy such a dilapidated place?

It seems that you really thought he could come back.

Don't worry, as long as I don't let go, your Omega will never step into Yuanjiang in this life.No matter how much you spend all your time looking for it, the ending will be the same.

People I don't like, I can't tolerate you forcing them on my bed.

The western suburbs are not as lively as the urban area, and there is only one Lawson convenience store open 24 hours on the huge street.Zheng Feiluan went to the door and took out his trouser pockets, but found no wallet or ID.

Also.

An Alpha whose mind is only about copulation, and whose blood flows three inches below the navel, how can he ask for so much?

Fortunately, in order to maintain a good image in front of his beloved Omega, "he" took care of his clothes before going out, and Zheng Feiluan went to the convenience store for help in his pajamas.

The clerk on duty at night was very vigilant, and looked at Zheng Feiluan suspiciously: "Borrow a mobile phone? Where's your own?"

Zheng Feiluan spread his hands: "Sorry, I was in a hurry to go out, so I forgot to bring it."

"This……"

It was the first time in 30 years that someone looked down from a high place, and the other party was a small Beta clerk doing odd jobs, so Zheng Feiluan was naturally unhappy.But he can't have an attack, unless he is willing to walk more than ten kilometers in the snow in a thin shirt.Fortunately, his handsome appearance and decent clothes added credibility to him. After thinking about it, the clerk decided to do a good deed every day and lent him his mobile phone.

When the sun was rising, the driver finally drove over and took Zheng Feiluan back to his residence in the city center, and towed away the stalled car by the side of the road.

The chaos of the night ended at dawn, and the rapidly deteriorating mate-seeking syndrome began to show signs.

From this day on, Zheng Feiluan never woke up in his bed again.

He wakes up on all kinds of street corners, sometimes in the urban area, sometimes in the wilderness, surrounded by cheap rental houses one after another forever.

Jiang Qi once reminded him that after losing his mind, "he" might do anything to find Omega, so every night before going to bed, he would pull out the SIM card and lock it in the drawer to prevent disturbing people who shouldn't be disturbed.But even with all avenues blocked, the mate-seeking behavior has not stopped.

Because "he" who has not been comforted by pheromone for a long time began to pursue an extremely simple, but also extremely absurd logic:

Every time before, he had sex with He An in a cheap rental house, so He An must still be hiding in a similar place, waiting for "he" to find it.Not two days a day, not two years a year, until all rental houses have been searched.

Ridiculous, but stubborn enough.

Every time Zheng Feiluan suddenly regained consciousness on a street corner, he would feel a kind of impenetrable despair, as if something was firmly stuck in his neck, chest tightness, shortness of breath, and he couldn't break free.

He finally realized that he was fighting against himself in essence. As tough as he was, so was the opponent.The difference is that he wants too much, while the other party wants nothing but Omega, regardless of gains or losses, pros and cons, and goes straight to the end.

More than paranoid, he is the doomed loser.

What's even more frightening is that the mate-seeking emotion has an extremely long-lasting inertia.Sometimes it is clear that I have regained my sobriety, but the strong lust still cannot be dissipated.As long as there is a little bit of the extreme emptiness that cannot be desired, it will itch all the way into the bones, just like an old smoker addicted to it.

He is not a saint.

He wants.

Especially when there is clearly a person in the heart, the desire is targeted, like a torrent rushing to the only outlet, and it is out of control.

Waking up on a street corner one time, Zheng Feiluan remembered that dewy marriage again.

He looked wearily at the heavy snow flying under the street lamp, and suddenly felt that his little nightingale should be very suitable for sweaters and scarves: off-white, pure cashmere, wrapped in a delicate face, with a faint blush on the cheeks, half Half of the shy heart is the shadow falling from the red umbrella above the head.

He would turn that street corner and walk towards him, and the snow would be willing to shatter for him, turning into a series of jumping footprints.Gently, like the sound of flower buds opening.

Zheng Feiluan climbed on the steering wheel and waited intently, but suddenly lost his patience, opened the door and got out of the car, striding towards the corner of the street.

But the street corner was empty.

how could be?

His little Nightingale must still be wandering around with a red umbrella, perhaps hiding on the next street corner, or in some inconspicuous alley, waiting for him to find it.

It was freezing cold, and the weak Omega couldn't wait too long.

Zheng Feiluan was so anxious that he returned to the car and started the engine. He didn't care about the bottomed-out fuel level, so he stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.The pitch-black car body turned into a phantom and passed the corner of the street, the tires flew into the snow, and scattered a blinding white fog on both sides, arrogantly covering the entire street.

But in the next second, accompanied by a loud brake sound, the car stopped suddenly in the middle of the road.

Zheng Feiluan gripped the steering wheel tightly, his face was pale, and cold sweat rolled down from his forehead.

He desperately recalled every detail just now, but found that he couldn't tell whether he was awake or not at the moment the car rushed out.