Chapter 82 [ABO Arc, Alpha×Omega] (Part 1): Temporary Mark

St. Francis High School

The bell rang for the end of the last get out of class on Friday, the teacher closed his book and left, and the classroom became noisy and bustling.

The sounds of turning pages, laughter, and playful banter filled the air. The class monitor shouted out holiday precautions, and water splashed from the buckets filled with water brought by the students who stayed behind for duty.

"Have you heard? The results of the first batch of gender tests are coming out soon!"

"I thought I'd have to wait another two weeks!"

"I heard the gene bureau has imported a batch of new equipment, but the preliminary test results aren't necessarily accurate..."

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"Ying Xuexue," Luo Zecheng, the student life committee member wearing a black box, handed out envelopes containing test results to each student one by one, placing them in front of Ying Shixue.

"These are your preliminary test results."

The boy sat by the window, his slender and upright figure outlined by his white school uniform shirt. His face appeared almost translucent and icy white in the slanting sunlight, while his eyelashes and hair were pure black. The two contrasting colors intertwined to create a breathtaking feeling. Even though he was still young, the beauty of that flash of cold, sharp light, like a drawn blade, was enough to make anyone's heart flutter the moment they saw him.

Ying Shixue took the file bag from his hand and politely said, "Thank you."

As the weight in his hand lightened, Luo Zecheng's fingers instinctively reached out in that direction.

What would Ying Shixue's secondary gender be?

Looking at his empty left hand, Luo Zecheng had this thought pop into his head almost unconsciously.

Saint-François certainly has no shortage of good-looking men and women, but his appearance is just too outstanding. He has a privileged family background and excellent grades in all aspects, with no weaknesses, truly excelling in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor. Although he is very low-key, he has always been a popular figure on the campus forum.

Could he be an Alpha? Luo Zecheng wondered to himself. Although he was very capable, wasn't his physique too slender for an Alpha? Besides, he was so handsome, unlike the traditional Alpha with overly harsh and angular features...

It probably won't be a Beta, then... Luo Zecheng felt a slight warmth in his heart, could he be an Omega?

Who would be lucky enough to be the first partner of such a beautiful, aloof, and superior Omega...?

No wonder he thought that way. Teenagers, regardless of gender, differentiate again around the age of 18. Generally speaking, the earlier the differentiation, the higher the talent and ability. The earliest differentiation occurs at 16, and some may not differentiate until 20 or 21, but the vast majority of people differentiate at the age of 18, when they reach adulthood.

The formal coming-of-age ceremony will only take place after differentiation. Betas do not have pheromones or heat. Alphas will have a susceptible period, but the frequency and difficulty of control are far lower than those of Omegas. However, Omegas will immediately usher in their first period of intimacy as soon as differentiation ends.

In feudal times centuries ago, once an Omega turned 16, his family would secretly begin looking for an Alpha to accompany him through his formative years. Once he differentiated and was marked at 18, he would naturally enter into marriage.

The value and significance of the pre-test lies in this: it allows time for the differentiated Alpha, Beta, and Omega to prepare for their coming-of-age ceremony. At the same time, to protect personal privacy, the results of the pre-test can only be viewed by the test subject and their closest family members.

However, with the advancement of technology and the development of the Omega rights movement, related inhibitors and patches have become quite sophisticated and advanced, and social attitudes have become more and more open. There are even special Alphas to help Omegas get through their first period of intimacy. The first period of intimacy after adulthood is no longer as terrifying and frightening as it was at the beginning.

Is there anything else?

Luo Zecheng snapped out of his daze and realized with embarrassment that he had been standing there for almost a minute: "No, nothing."

Ying Shixue looked away, but instead of opening the folder, she put it directly into the innermost layer of her bag: "Could you move aside for a moment?"

Luo Zecheng moved aside.

Ying Shixue got up from her seat, walked out of the classroom and went down the stairs to the first floor. A tall boy, also wearing the St. Francis uniform, was leaning against the wall with one leg bent, clearly waiting for someone.

"Ah Xue," Cheng Cheng looked up when he saw him coming, and slung his backpack over one shoulder: "Let's go."

He had just gone to the office to deal with the upcoming school festival. Now that he had finished, he happened to catch Ying Shixue coming down, and the two of them walked slowly towards the school gate side by side.

The lingering spring rain, which had been falling for days, finally seemed to be stopping. After the wind moved away, only the sparse sound of water droplets falling from the eaves remained. The radiant clouds of rosy mist stretched to the horizon, like the hems of a goddess's skirt. Cheng Cheng stepped over a small puddle.

"You just took two weeks off due to illness. How are you feeling now?"

A light spring breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, and a chaotic and hazy memory flashed before her eyes. Ying Shixue coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, "It's okay, I'm much better."

Fortunately, Cheng Cheng didn't notice this small anomaly and said, "That's good. By the way, the campus festival is in two weeks. The younger students might make some guest appearances, but it should mainly be our graduating class participating. This is our last large-scale gala performance, held in the auditorium."

Cheng Cheng paused for a moment: "Each student can invite one parent to attend...it seems to be a semi-mandatory requirement...By the way, didn't the drama club want you to play a role in their script last time? They just happened to run into me and came here."

The drama club president's manic eloquence resurfaced in her mind, and Ying Shixue unusually showed two black lines on her forehead: "...We'll talk about it later."

The teaching building for graduating students is the closest to the school gate; in just a short while, we arrived at the gate.

Cheng Cheng searched both sides of the road: "Is that the same car that always picks you up?"

Ying Shixue lowered his eyelashes and breathed a soft sigh. If you looked closely, you would see that he had been intentionally or unintentionally delaying the time since the bell rang, or even earlier. As he walked, his slender white fingers were tense to an abnormal degree.

He was nervous.

Although she didn't want to see anything, those concerns seemed to have been dispelled, and Ying Shixue finally showed a relaxed smile: "Then I'll go first."

Cheng Cheng waved to him: "See you next week!"

"See you next week." Ying Shixue replied to him. The car was parked on the right side near the intersection, making it easier to get out. As usual, he opened the back door and put his backpack on the seat. He had only put the backpack halfway down when he looked up and his pupils suddenly contracted. He threw the backpack inside and turned to walk out!

However, someone was faster than him. A long, strong hand grabbed his wrist just as he was about to leave, and with a forceful pull, Ying Shixue staggered and fell back into the back seat. At the same time, the car door slammed shut, and the one-way window blocked all outside vision.

Song Mingli's hand almost gripped half of his forearm, gently stroking the warm, delicate skin beneath his palm.

The driver in the front seat dared not utter a word, desperately trying to minimize his presence. Outside, the wind rustled the leaves, but inside the small space of the car, everything seemed to stand still.

Ying Shixue instinctively tried to pull his hand back, but someone noticed and easily pressed it down. The fingertips on his forearm were rough due to thin calluses, and when they rubbed against the skin on the inside, they brought an indescribable tingling sensation.

Ying Shixue's left hand, which was being held, tightened uncontrollably in an attempt to resist. His nails left obvious marks on the thin, tender skin of his palm. Just before the marks were about to become deeper, the hand that was being held on his arm slid down, and then his left hand clenched into his palm. Then, one by one, he pried open the fingers that were being tortured by him.

"Don't you want to see me?" he asked.

Ying Shixue tried her best to ignore the strangeness. The extremely superior Alpha, who had already differentiated and grown completely, naturally had a strong presence and sense of threat to Omega. AOs with high compatibility could even influence each other's physiological mechanisms and mental state. Even if they hadn't reached the final stage, the influence between them was not to be underestimated.

Moreover, they had just temporarily marked it not long ago.

Ying Shixue pursed her lips, tilted her head, and didn't say a word.

Song Mingli chuckled lightly. Fortunately, he didn't really expect an answer from him. He bent down, picked up the backpack that had rolled under the seat, dusted off the non-existent dust, and carefully placed it aside.

The vehicle smoothly entered the traffic, like a fish swimming in the sea, and finally stopped in front of a villa.

Aunt He had already prepared dinner. Ying Shixue quietly and quickly finished her meal, while Song Mingli raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Normally, he always has to act a little spoiled and refuse to finish all his food.

Ying Shixue put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm done eating." She then turned and went upstairs.

Song Mingli raised his hand to stop Aunt He who was about to step forward, and narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at the slender figure on the stairs.

There was no way to escape. At nine o'clock in the evening, Song Mingli, holding a glass in his hand, knocked on Ying Shixue's door precisely on time.

The Omega, still damp from his bath, had soft black hair clinging to his ears, and his porcelain-white cheeks flushed with a rosy glow from the steam. His skin seemed to shimmer slightly in the light.

The doctor's words from that day resurfaced in my mind.

"All indicators are within acceptable limits, but the young master's physical condition is indeed a bit special. It seems that his glands were severely damaged when he was young. Although they have healed, they are still extremely sensitive. He cannot use ordinary inhibitor patches, and his period will be a bit more difficult for him than for other Omegas..."

Glands are crucial for both Alphas and Omegas, and there have even been cases where damage to glands has led to a reduction in lifespan. Dr. Chen carefully considered his words: "Young Master's first differentiation six months ago was not complete, so we must be even more cautious this time. If there is an Alpha with highly compatible pheromones, you can release more pheromones."

"Of course, if you can give Omega some clothes and items that are stained with Alph, it can soothe the anxiety and sensitivity of Omega during differentiation, and it is also very beneficial to the glands."

Ying Shixue shifted her gaze to his hands; the glass contained warm milk, which tasted exceptionally good with the addition of honey.

He ate too quickly that evening, and his stomach was feeling a little uncomfortable. Ying Shixue thought for a moment, then reached out to take it, saying, "Thank you."

Ying Shixue didn't even fully open the door, clearly not intending to let him in, but this meant that if he wanted to get something from inside, he would have to lean out quite a bit.

Song Mingli lowered his eyelids, and could easily see the black whorl of hair on the head of the person in front of him. The glass cup broke apart in an instant, and from his angle, he could even see the Omega's snow-white and delicate nape.

He didn't mean to scare his Omega too early. He was about to put down his cup after it was empty when, in an instant, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose.

The scent was wonderful, clean and refreshing. Half a month ago, he had used the excuse of helping with the treatment to sniff the area during a temporary marking session without restraint. His sharp canines nibbled at the pitiful little bit of soft flesh on the back of the neck, repeatedly sucking and grinding it, before mercilessly piercing the thin skin and injecting his pheromones into it.

The Omega's body was convulsing and tense to the extreme, his waist throbbing and struggling violently like a dying white fish. But the instinct ingrained in all Alphas made him know without a teacher how to suppress the Omega's resistance and how to soothe his frightened Omega.

Gently licking and comforting, a large hand strokes the Omega's thin, slender back from top to bottom. If one ignored the pheromones surging up, seemingly trying to fill the person completely, it would be a very tender scene between the couple.

Alphas are born with this inherent inferiority complex. They can usually control themselves, but once they encounter an Omega they like, they become no different from the most primitive male beasts.

Especially during special periods, the desire for control and protection seems to have no limits. The stronger the Alpha, the more intense this behavior becomes. They insist on marking the Omega from head to toe to intimidate any other male Omega who dares to covet them.

For example, at this moment, Ying Shixue knew her physical condition, so she wore a pheromone blocker at all times. The slight scent that leaked out was so faint that it was almost negligible, but it was still detected by her powerful Alpha instincts.

It is so sweet and fragrant that it easily seeps into the bloodstream, then transforms into an invisible hand that beckons one's soul, stimulating every nerve ending to crave it intensely.

It's like having an incredibly delicious dish placed in front of a starving person, but not being able to eat it immediately. The feeling of enduring it is not pleasant. Song Mingli breathed heavily, his strong and muscular arms bulging with veins as he suppressed his hunger.

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They're adults, over 18, but their differentiation isn't complete yet. They're temporarily marked for better treatment.