When Two Alphas Meet, One’s an Omega

 

Mr.
Jian: “But under special circumstances, you can t-”

 

“Good night, mom and dad!”

 

Regardless of whether he was polite or not, Jian Songyi quickly ran back to his bedroom with his bag.
He locked the door directly and threw himself on his bed.
He could only bury his face against his pillow out of embarrassment.

 

After burying his face for a long time, he was forced to lift it, and then he ever so slowly made his way to his window.
He secretly opened a crack in the curtain and looked at the opposite house.

 

He saw the light was on in the opposite room.
A slender shadow was reflected on the curtains while walking back and forth.

 

Then, for a moment, the opposite curtain was opened, and Jian Songyi was so guilty that he squatted down immediately.

 

After squatting down, he felt that his reaction was really stupid.
He stood up again and opened the curtain to peek outside. 

 

On the opposite balcony, the pot of cedar was placed back.

 

Although it grew up a little, Jian Songyi recognized it as the pot of cedar that Bai Huai had taken away before.

 

It’s good to be back.

 

Now there are two pots of cedar.

 

Jian Songyi loosely let go of the curtains and went back to bed.
He took out his cellphone and clicked on the white avatar, and changed the nickname from [Unlucky Guy] to [Creditor]

 

As soon as it was corrected, a message popped up.

 

[Creditor]: Good night, future boyfriend.

 

Future boyfriend.

 

Jian Songyi immediately threw his phone away like a bomb and then buried his face against his blanket.
The whole bedroom could only hear his heart pounding.

 

It’s time for him to have a physical examination and an EKG.
His heart is not healthy.

 

Bai Huai is like this; there is no way for him to slow down.

 

But if he wants to be with Bai Huai, like other AO couples, then Bai Huai should mark him so that he can become his Omega.
And then they ought to get married and have some kids.
There’s something wrong with this picture.

 

But he couldn’t tell what was wrong.

 

After thinking about this for a long time, his mind was still a tangled mess.

 

Jian Songyi simply got up and took out the sketchbook.
He went to his desk and turned on the lamp.
He took glue, stapler, eraser, and pencil.
All to do a delicate work he had never done before. 

 

Although he is still unsure about his feelings for Bai Huai.
Whether it is brotherhood and friendship, a chemical reaction disturbed by high fit pheromones or having to fancy him for real.
Even if he could not determine it now, one thing is still for sure, it’s that no matter what, he wants the best for Bai Huai.

 

Even if it makes him just a little bit happier.

 

He owes Bai Huai too much, and yet he can only return the favor little by little.

 

If it’s really not clear…

 

He’d just wash it away and deliver this to him. 

 

After Jian Songyi glued his fingers with glue for the twelfth time, he finally gave up.

 

Meanwhile, in the living room on the first floor, Mr.
and Mrs.
Jian are flipping through an old photo album, most of which are still black and white.

 

When people reach a certain age, they will always miss the time when they were young and regret those times they didn’t live that part of their lives to the fullest. 

 

They were never apprehensive about Jian Songyi’s life.
They simply missed the story of their love many years ago and lamented the deceased, who was affectionate and gentle but did not receive the mercy of fate.

 

If it is possible to let young children enjoy the best emotions and joy at the best age, it is also considered the success of their life as parents.

 

Their family is so wealthy anyway.
They don’t need Jian Songyi to take a big step ahead way too soon for his career and future.
They just want him to be happy and have a good life. 

 

Besides the condition, if the boy across them is more than reasonable.
Not to mention the fact that who else could handle their son’s terrible temper but him?

 

Mr.
and Mrs.
Jian know more about Jian Songyi than they let on.

 

So they took out the hot spring resort tickets and placed them on the table.
They packed their bags and then flew to the Southern Hemisphere by private plane to celebrate National Day.

 

Only the ignorant Jian Songyi, who sat by the table, covered in glue with full-on sadness, was left inside the house.