Perfect match.

Zheng Feiluan had a dream.

Hot, chaotic, and unspeakably dirty.

After coming to Luotan Town, he would dream almost every night.In the first ten days, perhaps because there was still hope in my heart, most of the dreams were beautiful.

In the dream, He An went home with him, and they lived in a sunny house with white walls and a verdant courtyard, with a continuous shade of flowers looking up, and a glass greenhouse at the corner at the end of the shade.

He An would sleep on his lap in the morning, and when he woke up, he would yawn lazily, stretch out a forearm from the cuff of his loose pajamas, and wrap around his neck.The tip of the hair brushed against the cheek, as soft as a weightless feather.

Omega whispered coquettishly in his ear, making his neck itchy, and then, the thin skin was caught by two canine teeth.

"I bit you." He An laughed.

Their lily of the valley has also grown up, a four or five-year-old pretty doll, as cute as a sunflower.He is also born with courage and fat. He beats unreasonable Alpha babies when he catches them in the kindergarten. He is not afraid of anything. He only appears shy when he sits on his father's arms.

Zheng Feiluan gave them the best love and got the best feedback.

In the dream, there is the smell of rice in the kitchen, the laughter of children in the living room, and in the middle of the night, there are two shadows cast by the bedside lamp on the wall of the bedroom.

During those days, Zheng Feiluan woke up every morning, stepped out of the room on the second floor, looked at He An and Lily of the Valley who were toddling in the courtyard of the inn, and felt that happiness was close at hand.

Dreams, if not yet realized, await in the future.

But slowly, the dream changed.

He is thirsty.

The reality is disappointing. He An is clearly so gentle, but like a copper pea that cannot be steamed or cooked, he refuses to forgive him no matter what. The road in front of him is a thousand times more tortuous than imagined.

How to do it?

The body has been lonely for too long, the pheromones are restless, and the shallow kisses in the dream come and go again and again, and gradually become dull.

He is like a traveler who has lost his luggage, at first he could still see the scenery along the way, but later he was severely deprived of water, leaving only a growing pain in his body: thirst.I am thirsty all the time, I am so thirsty that I lose my dignity, I want water, I want lakes, I want a drop of rain even if it is as big as a grain of rice.In the face of desire, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is just a scribbled background.

His throat was on fire, and he couldn't sleep.

We're already that close, we can take it a step further, right?

You want it too baby I know you want it too.

So, when He An was in the kitchen making dough stuffing and preparing to make a plate of dumplings for dinner, Zheng Feiluan hugged him from behind, burrowed his fingers into the hem of his clothes, and with a bit of unbearable lust, touched the warm and delicate skin.

however……

He An escaped without a trace.

He hid himself, like a shadow under the scorching sun, disappeared completely, no matter how Zheng Feiluan called, he would not show up.

Zheng Feiluan thought that his behavior was too frivolous, which annoyed He An, so he tried to make love on the bed, but no matter how romantic he created the atmosphere, candlelight, incense, roses, champagne... the result was exactly the same.Later, He An in the dream could even understand his eyes, and the four eyes met, as long as he showed a little desire, the clear figure immediately turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

During that time, Zheng Feiluan couldn't sleep until dawn, and often woke up in the early morning, his whole mouth was parched, as if he had been roasted on the stove all night.

He raised his neck and downed three glasses of water in one breath, then sat down on the edge of the bed, inserted his fingers deep into his hair, and pulled his scalp vigorously.

My heart is still thirsty.

Crazy thirsty.

Holding on to the railing and looking down, He An's window was dark and he couldn't see anything, but Zheng Feiluan knew that the source of life-saving water was there. It was cool and sweet, tempting him to make mistakes again—he could control himself during the day, but at night When he had a dream, his spirit was relaxed, and the bound desire waited for an opportunity to move, urging him to invade He An.

The distance between the two rooms is no more than ten meters, if even-seeking syndrome occurs...

He dared not imagine the consequences.

The pheromone thirst lasted until the end of February, and the dream changed overnight and became more frightening: he finally caught He An, and raped him wherever he was caught.

In the glass greenhouse under the sun, the flower stand is tilted eastward and westward, and the soil is splashed all over the ground.He imprisoned He An in the corner of the greenhouse, forced him to kneel down, grabbed his waist from behind, and savagely entered and exited, but...it didn't work at all.

does not work.

No matter how long he does it, he won't be able to ejaculate.

The back of Omega's neck is empty, and there is not a single drop of pheromone that has been bitten through. The oasis where Zheng Feiluan pinned all his hopes is just a mirage in the yellow sand.His eyes were bloodshot from the torture, his lower abdomen was distended and painful, he hugged He An's waist almost collapsed, and begged him to give him a little lily of the valley fragrance.

It's just a little short, please, please give it to me.

However, Nanke Yimeng was originally an illusion, so where did the lily of the valley fragrance come from?

Every morning, Zheng Feiluan wakes up in the pain of being on the verge of orgasm.He was lying on the bed, gritted his teeth, and was awake second by second, the veins in his neck collapsed, and his ears were filled with the loud sound of the beating heart.About a quarter of an hour passed, the sheets were soaked with sweat, and the hard and hot genitals gradually became weak.

As soon as he relaxed his mind, his wrists ached again.

His left hand rested on the edge of the bed, a finger-thick rope was tied around his wrist, tied twice, and tied tightly to the head of the bed, with more than a dozen strong and complicated knots.With a slight movement, the sticky and blood-stained flesh was torn apart, and the pain made people gasp.

He sat up, leaning his back against the head of the bed, and slowly untied the knot with his right hand.

He tied it himself before going to bed. He was afraid that he would break free at night due to the onset of mate-seeking, so he tied his usual left wrist.After a night of struggling, it was already bloodstained.The blood at the wound begins to coagulate, so the rope should be carefully pulled away from the flesh, the blood should be wiped clean, and then smeared with iodine, which is better than nothing, for disinfection, and then tie a dark ribbon to cover it—the ribbon should not be tied too tightly, as friction will be frequent It hurts easily, and it should not be tied too loosely, lest a careless person will show a hideous wound in front of people.

He An asked him that day if he had recovered from his mate-seeking syndrome.

He lied.

The root addiction can never be withdrawn, and can only be controlled by violent means, such as ropes, handcuffs, sleeping pills... The harder the struggle, the more necessary it is.

The wound on the wrist was too late to heal during the day, and a new one was created at night.The thick rope frayed the tender scab, and a pool of bright red blood flowed out. After several months, no part of the inch-wide skin was intact.

Zheng Feiluan didn't know how long he could hold on.

But he knew that the day he couldn't hold on would be the day he had to give up He An.

This night, the dream changed again.

Zheng Feiluan had a severe headache, and his blood was like a barrel of burning gasoline, bubbling and boiling under his hot skin.The surroundings are grotesque, and all kinds of indescribable phantoms are shifted in color, and they keep flickering back and forth. The first scene is still a bright Yuanjiang villa, and the second scene is a dark green fruit inn.

He was in a daze, unable to tell where he was, and lost his way.

The only clear thing in the center of the field of vision is a door.

A door that he had been dreaming about for months, and even dreamed of breaking in. There were off-white blankets, dolls sitting side by side, baby clothes that smelled like laundry detergent, and his Omega And Child.

In the past, all these scenes were a mystery, but now, he already knew.

He couldn't wait, took staggering steps, stumbled across the courtyard, raised his elbow, and violently smashed open the door.

He An screamed in horror.

Enduring a bleeding heart, Zheng Feiluan strode forward and covered He An's mouth.He leaned against the edge of the bed with his knees, pressed the person under him, and restrained desperately: "Don't bark, don't cry... baby, please don't..."

I can only touch you in my dreams.

"...Don't make me unable to even dream."

He begged bitterly.

He An blinked his eyes slowly, as if he really understood what he said, he stopped struggling and gradually calmed down.He was so good-looking, Zheng Feiluan watched obsessively, stretched out a pair of trembling hands, gently held his face, then bent down, and kissed those two lips.

He An, don't hide anymore, just stay here.I will treat you very well and make up for everything I owe you double.

Stop hiding.

Please.

Kissing and kissing, Zheng Feiluan suddenly froze.

He seemed to... smell lily of the valley?

Thin, but real, just a few centimeters away from him.The taste is extremely pure, waiting for him to conquer the city and inject the Alpha pheromone that symbolizes possession.

He grabbed the collar of He An's pajamas and pulled it aside with a "hiss", revealing half of his shoulders and neck.

A rush of hot blood was burning on the top of his head, and the instinct of eagerness to mark smashed his rationality to pieces.Zheng Feiluan's teeth were itchy, his eyes were fierce, he stared at the back of He An's neck, but his pupils were slack.

Too many broken pictures flashed before my eyes one by one.

Heavy wind and snow, wrecked cars, sofas in the consulting room, needle sedatives, directors' questioning gazes, anxiety, loss of control, pain, powerlessness of self-defeating...

bite through it!

As long as he bites through it, all the pain will end in an instant, and his love and life will return to his hands intact.

The second he opened his canine teeth, a ferocious force grabbed his collar and pulled him off the bed.

Zheng Feiluan lost his center of gravity, his knees softened, and he fell back three or four steps.

Reflexively, he stretched out his hand and scratched in the air, trying to grab something to grab some strength, but before he could catch it, his back hit the wall hard, and the dull pain of the bone being hit quickly spread throughout his body.

A beam of bright light pierced into the eyes, smashing the chaotic dream.

He propped his forehead, and for a moment he couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, he felt his head dizzy violently, and all the scenes around him were spinning rapidly.After a long time, his vision became clear, and he finally saw the person standing in front of him.

It's Dai Xiao.

Dai Xiao was wearing a pair of pajama pants, his upper body was naked, his muscles were tense due to emotional anger, and his thick arms were covered with gear tattoos.He stood there, clenched his fists, and stared at Zheng Feiluan with hostile eyes, probably because of the suppressed pheromone, he frowned impatiently.

"Why are you……"

Why is it in my room?

Zheng Feiluan wanted to ask this question, but soon realized that something was wrong, and looked over Dai Xiao's shoulder, and landed on the bed not far away.Then, he felt that his liver and gallbladder were splitting, his blood pressure dropped sharply, and large areas before his eyes became blurred.

Dolls and baby clothes were in a mess on the beige bed that I had just seen yesterday.Ling Lan hid in the corner, clutching the blanket timidly, shedding tears but not daring to make a sound.Cheng Xiu stood beside the bed, bent over to support He An, who was limp all over, with ashes-like despair on his face.

He An had lost consciousness, tilted his head, leaned unconsciously in Cheng Xiu's arms, his arms drooped weakly, his five fingers curled up slightly, and he twitched from time to time.

He sweated too much, his neck was wet and shiny, his pajamas seemed to have been soaked in a pool, wrinkled and stuck to his body, his face was so pale, only a drop of blood from the corner of his lips was bright red and eye-catching.

Zheng Feiluan looked at the drop of blood, his head buzzed, and he was stunned.

He looked numb, and slowly lowered his head to look at his left hand—the rope was still wrapped around his wrist, but a short, torn tail hung down.

Torn off.

The flesh of the wound was turned outward, and blood gurgled down the palm, staining the five fingers red.

The light was so bright that it made people's eyes hurt and tears, and the surroundings were so noisy, I heard Cheng Xiu calling He An's name repeatedly in the buzzing, and his tone was panicked because he still couldn't respond, every sound was like cursing him into a tweeter This cruel Alpha.

"There is medicine in the cabinet, white bottle, green label, bring it to me!"

Cheng Xiu suddenly remembered something, pointed to the door and shouted.

The cabinet was only a few steps away from Zheng Feiluan, he was shocked and pulled back to reality by a pair of invisible hands, and immediately wanted to help get the medicine - he wanted to do something for He An, even though he didn't even know the reason for He An's fainting Not sure.

"I come!"

Dai Xiao stopped him, pressed his chest and pushed out coldly: "Don't get close to him, go out, the farther the better."

Zheng Feiluan thought they were afraid of his violent state, and immediately explained sincerely: "I have regained consciousness, I promise, I will never do anything to him again, you let me go and see his situation."

"Get out!" Dai Xiao shouted sharply.

"Medicine! Where's the medicine?!"

Cheng Xiu was going crazy seeing the two of them not forgetting to confront each other at such a time.Dai Xiao hurriedly turned around and made an apologetic gesture, ignored Zheng Feiluan, opened the cabinet door, and quickly found the bottle with the green label on it, and sent it over.

"Water! And water!"

Cheng Xiu stretched out his hand again, and Dai Xiao hurried to pour water.

Only then did Zheng Feiluan notice that there were many medicines in He An's cabinet, big and small, colorful, at least seven or eight bottles.

what happened to him?

Why do you have to take so many medicines?

Zheng Feiluan's back was cold, and thousands of questions appeared in his heart.

Cheng Xiu got the medicine bottle, shook his hands and poured out four or five pills, and in a hurry, he didn't have time to count them, he opened He An's mouth and stuffed them all in, and filled another half cup of warm water, hoping that He An still had a few traces left. Sober, able to swallow them.

But He An remained motionless, letting the warm water and blood melt together, turning into a ray of pink like watercolor, dripping down the corners of his lips.