Gluttony (5)
Song Shu sneaked back home, with a pacifier in her hand when she entered the house.
After dinner, Pei Che looked unwell. Song Shu hurried into the kitchen and poured him a cup of hot water. "What's wrong with you?"
The air was filled with orange-scented pheromones, but Song Shu, as an ordinary person, couldn't smell them. Because Pei Che had always said that he was a Beta, Song Shu thought that this roommate was such a nice person, how could he lie to him?
Song Shu trusted Pei Che. But 555 felt that it was not a question of trust or not, but that Song Shu had no gender awareness on this planet. He didn't even think that the other party was an Omega, so it didn't matter whether the other party lied to him or not.
Pei Che's face was much redder than usual, and he was breathing hot air when he spoke. Song Shu touched his forehead with her hand and asked hesitantly, "Are you having a fever?"
No, it's the estrus season.
Pei Che's breathing was a little hasty, and he silently denied Song Shu's words in his heart. He bit his lip, his body was soft and powerless, and his cheeks were flushed with shame.
"you…"
Song Shu should have smelled his pheromones. Such strong pheromones cannot be possessed by Beta.
Pei Che was afraid that Song Shu would think he was lying and start to dislike him. He looked terrified, his face turned pale and red. He grabbed Song Shu's hand and whispered, "Do you smell it?"
"What do you smell?"
Song Shu couldn't understand Pei Che's expression. He wanted to ask Pei Che if he wanted to go back to his room to rest. But Pei Che was stunned when he heard his words and looked at him blankly: "Didn't you smell it?"
Song Shu stood up, sniffed hard, then lowered his head and answered seriously: "No, is there any smell?"
Pei Che's face suddenly became a little happy. But his emotions have always been reserved. Song Shu only saw the corners of his lips curled up, and quickly changed the subject: "No, there is just a little unpleasant smell coming from the kitchen, maybe the smell of garbage. My legs are a little weak, can you please help me back to the room?"
"oh oh,"
Song Shu helped Pei Che back to his room.
Pei Che's room door was closed. Song Shu, who was unaware of the stench on her body, went to the kitchen to smell it, but indeed she didn't smell anything.
After that, Song Shu no longer cared. He sorted out the garbage in the kitchen and living room, sorted it and packed it up, took the key to open the door and went downstairs to throw away the garbage.
Going downstairs, downstairs, the low-key military vehicle appeared again in the corner parking lot.
Song Shu went downstairs to throw away the garbage, and his subordinates who were always observing their surroundings also saw him.
Isn't this the Beta who takes care of the family that I saw in the maternity and baby store? She actually lives nearby too, what a coincidence.
The subordinate remembered Song Shu purely because she was dressed so uniquely. In addition, the subordinate also had a pregnant Omega sister, so she was more sensitive to elements such as maternity and baby stores.
Beta was carrying a bag of garbage and walking towards the trash can in the corner.
Well, the trash can is near their car. The subordinate couldn't help but take a closer look. The man in the back seat of the car was still resting with his eyes closed, emitting cold air.
Song Shu walked closer and closer, and his subordinates continued to watch. It was boring to stay in the car anyway. But unexpectedly, Song Yinxing in the back seat suddenly opened his eyes, "What are you looking at?"
The subordinate said quickly: "Look out the window."
After saying that, he covered his mouth again. Oops, he revealed the fact that he was slacking off.
Song Yinxing followed his subordinate's line of sight and saw a boy in slippers carrying a bag of garbage.
The infrastructure of Ganshui City is not well maintained. The street lights on some sections of the road are either completely dark or flickering. The boys seemed to be afraid of the dark and walked very fast on the road where the street lights were broken.
The slippers were placed on the ground, the instep of the foot was very white, and the exposed skin was extremely white, with a translucent and healthy micro-pink.
Seemingly in a hurry to go back, the boy threw away the garbage and jogged all the way.
The subordinate was still watching, but he didn't expect the car door to be opened suddenly.
Subordinates: ? ?
Seeing their General Song walking very fast, he grabbed the boy's hand like a human trafficker.
Subordinate: ? ? ! ! !
What happened!!
The subordinates also hurriedly got out of the car.
…
"Song Shu?"
Song Yinxing clenched his fists so tightly that the buttons on his military uniform burned Song Shu's wrists red.
Song Shu was suddenly grabbed. He was still confused at first. When he turned around and saw Song Yinxing's dark face, he began to stutter reflexively: "Brother? Why are you here?"
555 was surprised: [You're calling me right now? ]
This is just the first time we meet, isn’t it too fast to finish this meal replacement?
Damn, this expression, isn't it Song Yinxing who is live-streaming taking a shower! Song Shu turned around in a panic.
The subordinates also rushed over.
The boy had very white skin, so white that it almost glowed in the night, and he was arguing with their general.
The subordinate looked at the flustered Song Shu, then at the gloomy Song Yinxing. He didn't know where he got the courage from, and said hesitantly: "General, he is married. It's not good for you to do this." It's not good to be a mistress.
Song Shu: “……?”
The originally faint omeg smell suddenly became very strong at this moment. Song Yinxing glanced over and his subordinate subconsciously smiled and made a zipper-pulling gesture at his lips.
Song Shu retorted: "I am not married."
Song Shu was wearing a mask, so his face could not be seen clearly. He didn't know how Song Yinxing appeared here, and he didn't know how Song Yinxing recognized him through the mask. For a moment, his breathing became a little rapid.
Song Yinxing did not let go of Song Shu's hand, but when he saw the red mark on his wrist, he turned his wrist and reduced the force.
Song Shu secretly looked at Song Yinxing's expression, then hesitated and called out, "Brother."
In fact, Song Yinxing's face darkened for a moment. It seemed that his dissatisfaction with him came from the fact that he wore a pair of big shorts and slippers to go out to throw away the garbage in such a cold day.
The weather wasn't that cold, but if he was at home before, Song Yinxing would definitely let him wear a coat and socks when going out. Or, he wouldn't let him do things like not dressing properly and go downstairs alone to take out the trash.
Now that that bit of dissatisfaction had disappeared, Song Yinxing's expression was something Song Shu had never seen before, the unspeakable sadness that appeared when he stood on the rooftop and enjoyed the breeze after leaving his suicide note that day.
It's not quite right to say sad or upset, because besides these, there are many other emotions that Song Shu can't understand. But it was only for a moment, and soon it turned into that cold expression that looked like it was going to spank him.
Song Yinxing held Song Shu's hand and didn't let go. Because of Song Shu, he looked around the area carefully for the first time, frowning, "Where do you live now?"
Not quite sure how things turned out like this, Song Shu said honestly: "In the building in front, on the fourth floor."
The subordinates' expressions became subtle as they watched them ask and answer questions.
What's the scenario now? Their general secretly forced love, got the girl away, and now he's chasing his wife to the crematorium?
Hiss, so...?
The subordinates thought of Song Shu's lonely back when he appeared alone in the maternity and baby store. Is their general a scumbag who got someone pregnant?
But what about the Omeg factor in Song Shu's body?
The subordinate's eyes kept moving back and forth between Song Shu and Song Yinxing, and then he was driven back to the car by the impatient Song Yinxing.
subordinate:"………"
After the third person in the way disappeared, Song Yinxing lowered his head to look at Song Shu. Song Shu stood there awkwardly, like a primary school student being taught a lesson.
Alpha's physique and strength are naturally superior to Beta's, not to mention that Song Yinxing is a double S Alpha.
The black uniform outlines the violent and perfect Alpha body shape. The leather gloves are a little cold, but at this moment they are also stained with Song Shu's body temperature.
Song Yinxing unbuttoned his cuffs and took off his gloves. He impatiently took off everything on his body that might hurt Song Shu. For the first time, he felt that this military uniform was so troublesome.
He lowered his head and looked at Song Shu's hair, "You're not talking? You're not looking at me?"
The voice was a little hoarse and not steady. Song Yinxing's emotions were always silent and restrained, and hidden in his tone were the final expressions of emotions after endless restraint, distortion, and crushing.
Song Shu slowly moved his head, glanced at Song Yinxing, and quickly lowered his head, "I..."
Not sure why, but after a brief moment of surprise, Song Shu now didn't dare to look at Song Yinxing. He kept his head down, his hair spinning, counting the shadows of the leaves on the ground.
Song Yinxing's eyes were dark in color, and most of the time they looked cold, like the expression on TV, indifferent and sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
Song Shu was not afraid of Song Yinxing like this, but he didn't look at him either.
Song Yinxing said: "Song Shu, you have no conscience."
The shadows of the trees on the ground were wet.
Song Yinxing grabbed Song Shu's chin. Song Shu didn't say anything, but pursed his lips tightly. Tears fell from the corners of his red eyes, wetting his eyelashes.
Calloused fingers rubbed across her cheek, brushing away the tears.
Song Yinxing's palms were very big. He held Song Shu's face, hooked his fingers on the edge of the mask, took off the mask lightly, and wiped away Song Shu's tears.
A small pool of tears accumulated in the palm of his hand. Song Yinxing saw Song Shu's face. Song Shu did not struggle, but instead pressed his face against Song Yinxing's palm.
After years of training in the army, his fingers were covered with thick calluses. Seeing Song Shu's face was rubbed red and white, Song Yinxing's face stiffened slightly, and then he loosened his hand, took out the handkerchief in his pocket, and slowed down the force.
There was no room for sentimental topics between them, and Song Shu had never said to Song Yinxing, "Brother, I love you," or "Brother, thank you for taking care of me," or other such sentimental words.
It was a meeting across three worlds, and a meeting after death and rebirth. If you couldn't say it before you died, you would naturally feel awkward after you died.
Song Shu couldn't control her emotions, her tears had soaked her shirt.
Song Yinxing didn't ask what happened to his face, nor did she ask why he lived here. She just wiped his tears in silence.
His brother was always like this, cold and fierce, but he would handle everything that made him uncomfortable.
After Song Shu finished crying, he was still a little embarrassed. He took Song Yinxing's handkerchief and called out again, "Brother."
Song Yinxing had been standing there, and for a moment, Song Shu seemed to smell the suppressed emotions in him, like a balloon that was about to explode, exploding with unspeakable sadness and anger.
Song Shu was inexplicably flustered and shouted again: "Brother?"
Like a robot that had been awakened, Song Yinxing rubbed his head vigorously, and gently, as if entering a beautiful dream from which he would never wake up, he replied in a low voice: "Are you sharing a house with someone now?"
"Yes, my roommate is also a Beta." Not very familiar with the genders in this world, Song Shu spoke a little awkwardly.
beta, Song Shu still smelled a little like orange. Song Yinxing let go of her hand, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Song Shu:? ? Why do one think he is married and the other think he has a girlfriend?
"No."
Song Yinxing glanced at him, put his fingers on his head again, and whispered: "Yeah."
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