Mark Me

Yan Song saw a boy.

The boy is also wearing the same black school uniform of No. [-] Middle School as Jianghuai, taller than him.He bent his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Enough is enough."

Yan Song vaguely felt that this face was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it... He should have never seen it before. How could an ordinary high school student get in touch with him?

He stared: "Where did you come from, little brat? Let go!"

Ever since he became a manager in his father-in-law's house, Yan Song rarely yelled at others like this, he had to carry it.But one of the little bastards who didn't even grow their hairs was his son!They are going to ride on his head!

There is your father first and then there is heaven, and the son obeys the father's order, these are the rules passed down from the ancestors!

The assistant rushed to pull him away, Yan Song violently pulled his arm out... But unexpectedly, the boy let go of his hand suddenly, Yan Song didn't stop, staggered suddenly, almost stopped, and was helped by the assistant who rushed over Living.

His complexion was getting worse and worse, he looked up and down the boy: "Who are you?"

If it wasn't for this at the school gate, he wished he could teach this little cub a lesson.

Bo Jian lowered his eyes slightly: "Jiang Huai's classmate."

Yan Song sneered: "Student, do you know who I am?"

Bo Jian didn't speak.

Yan Song pointed at Jiang Huai: "I am Jiang Huai..." Dad!I'm talking to my son, what's the matter with you?Are you still doing it?

But Yan Song didn't finish his sentence, Jiang Huai lazily turned over the phone screen, facing Yan Song: "I called the police, if I have something to say, I'll talk to the police station together."

Yan Song took a closer look...it shows that he is on a call, dial the number "110".

"What are you doing? Is it necessary to call the police? Hang up!" Yan Song was startled, and he didn't care about his identity, so he went to grab Jianghuai's mobile phone with a nosebleed: "What's the point of calling the police? You didn't ask for it trouble……"

Jiang Huai dodged and looked at Yan Song coldly: "Either wait for the police to come together, or hurry up and get out."

Yan Song threw his hands in vain, his face turned green, red, black and white.

Of course he is not afraid of the police. What is his identity and status, can he be afraid of the police?

I was afraid that if Jiang Huai really called the police, the police would indiscriminately bring the whole litter back to the police station... This matter would be heard by his father-in-law, so that the old man would know that he came out behind his back If he secretly recognizes his son, then he will be in trouble.

"A poor life, I don't know how to praise." Yan Song gritted out a sentence through his teeth, turned his head and kicked the assistant: "Let's go!"

The street outside the school's back gate was not considered congested, and Yan Song didn't need his assistant to show off. He closed the car door with a "bang", and the Maybach drove away.

Jiang Huai lowered his eyelids and let out a breath slowly.He stepped back on the skateboard and lazily put the phone back in his pocket.He looked at Bao Jian and didn't speak for a long while.

"He's gone." Bo Jian said softly.

Jiang Huai never thought that Yan Song would come to look for him at the gate of his school, and never thought that Bo Jian would just run into Yan Song to look for him.So the fact that he is an Omega, not an Alpha, which was originally funny, seemed even more ridiculous under Yan Song's words.

It seems that his pretending to be Alpha is getting more and more embarrassing.

As if one day he admits that he is an Omega, it will be beyond redemption.

Jiang Huai felt a kind of fear.

This fear does not come from his disapproval and hatred of being an Omega, but from the way others look at him when they learn that he is an Omega.

Cuscuta who is weak and needs to cling to others.

He lost the right and ability to protect others, and became a kind of person who needed to rely on others for protection.

His hands in his pockets trembled slightly, but his voice was still steady: "I know."

Bo Jian lowered his eyes and looked at him seriously: "Did you really call the police?"

"No." Jiang Huai lowered his head and scoffed lightly: "The screenshots of the call I found on the Internet are deceiving people without brains."

After finishing speaking, he felt that he also classified Bo Jian into the "brainless" group, and rolled his eyes: "Not including you, you have brains."

Bo Jian laughed, reached into his pocket, and held Jiang Huai's hand: "Well, I have brains."

It was nearly six o'clock, and the sky darkened.

There are more and more boarding students dragging their suitcases out of school.But Bo Jian didn't shy away from it, he pulled Jiang Huai's hand out of his pocket and wrapped it in his palm: "Let's go."

Jiang Huai was not at ease: "Where are you going, I will not go with you."

Bo Jian: "I'll go pick up Jiang Xingxing with you."

Jiang Huai raised his eyes: "Isn't your driver waiting for you?"

"It's okay." Bo Jian smiled softly, "I'm used to him."

Jianghuai: "..."

Turning out of the street, there are fewer pedestrians and vehicles.

Trees and tall buildings cast long shadows.Night is approaching, and the wind cools down.

Jiang Huai stepped on the skateboard, skating forward one after another.He wanted to be a little faster, with Bo Jian two figures down, Bo Jian could only see the back of Jiang Huai's head with a pigtail.

"It's really nothing," he heard Jiang Huai say, "You don't need to accompany me."

Bo Jian didn't speak, and grabbed Jiang Huai's clothes.

Jiang Huai ignored him.He was carrying a bag, and the jacket was unzipped, and when Bo Jian pulled it, he was like a child queuing up, pulling the clothes at the front behind him, or playing an eagle to catch chickens, so childish.

"My parents have been divorced for many years," Jiang Huai said. "The man who came to the school gate today and went crazy is my father. I haven't seen him for more than ten years."

Bo Jian gripped Jiang Huai's clothes tightly.

Jiang Huai lazily said: "He lacks an Alpha son, so he wants me to go to his house...Maybe because he dislikes the Beta son he had with his new wife, he is going to let me inherit his non-famous township entrepreneur Ancestry."

Bo Jian: "..."

Jiang Huai turned his head slightly, and sneered: "Then can I go back? If you want me to be shy as someone's son, at least I must be a well-known township entrepreneur, just rich..."

Startled, Bo Jian grabbed Jianghuai's school uniform: "Be careful!"

Jianghuai: "?"

Before Jianghuai could react, he felt the front of the skateboard hit some kind of hard stone pier, and he flipped over on his back. Bo Jian pulled his school uniform and pulled it out, and Jianghuai went down, and his school uniform was lifted to the top of his head.

Bo Jian: "..."

Jiang Huai sat on the ground, remained silent for a while, and said consistently, "It's hard to impress me."

Jiang Huai himself felt stupid for talking without looking at the road.He thought that Bo Jian was going to laugh at him again.

But Bo Jian didn't smile.

He squatted down, put down the bottom of the school uniform that was raised to Jianghuai's shoulder height, and tidily asked, "Then what can impress you?"

"Just kidding." Jiang Huai said "tsk" and laughed: "That kind of stupid thing, famous or not, I can't be ashamed to be his good son."

"I know." Bo Jian lowered his voice: "But what I'm asking is... what are you afraid of?"

Jiang Huai was stunned.

Bo Jian stared at him, his light-colored eyes were as clean as ice floes.

He said, "I think you are afraid of one thing." From the moment he first met Jiang Huai, when he discovered that Jiang Huai was an Omega...he saw that Jiang Huai was afraid of one thing.

Jianghuai didn't want the fact that he was an Omega to be made public.

In the past, Bo Jian thought that Jiang Huai was afraid that others would know that he was an Omega because Jiang Huai didn't like Omega, so he covered up, avoided, and even avoided his Omega identity.

But later Bo Jian discovered that it was not.

Jiang Huai is not evasive, he admits that he is an Omega, admits that he has an Omega body, has Omega pheromones, he does not dislike Omega, does not like others, and hates himself... He just does not want others to know that he is an Omega thing.

Bo Jian asked with a sigh, "What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Huai didn't know exactly what Bo Jian was asking, but his heart began to throb.

He asked back, "What am I afraid of?"

Bo Jian was silent for a long while.It took him a long time before he spoke, his voice slightly hoarse: "Are you afraid that others will look down on you and think you are contemptible if they know you are an Omega?"

He thought, Jiang Huai is indeed... a hard-headed individual heroist who is a headache.

"You're afraid that you won't be able to protect others," Bo Jian said, "Is it true that others will pity you instead?"

Jiang Huai was quiet.

He propped himself on the ground, curled up by his fingers with red knuckles from the cold.

"It's not that exaggerated," he wrote lightly, "just to reduce unnecessary troubles."

Can be more relaxed, more free.

Can do what he wants to do.

He is used to being loose and doesn't like restraint.

"Some people think that Omega is born with fewer bones than others," Jiang Huai said with a smile, "I can't stand up by myself."

"But it's not true, you know that." Bo Jian said.

He looked at Jianghuai: "I have been taught in the nine-year compulsory education. There is no difference in the physiological structure between Alpha and Omega except for the gonad system." He whispered: "The gonads do not determine the brain."

Jiang Huai smiled: "So those people have not developed their brains well, and they are making excuses from their gonads?"

The corners of thin gradually curved lips: "Yes."

The sky is getting dark, and the western sky is full of bright red and purple.

Bo Jian gently shook Jiang Huai's hand.

His hands are hot.

Jiang Huai suddenly felt that those vague fears like shadows in the night were far away from him.He thought of Jiang Li. In 17, Jiang Li earned every penny he spent on eating, drinking, living and going to school.

His memory of when he was two or three years old is already very vague.

He only remembered that Jiang Li had to take care of him while studying for a diploma, and at the same time do odd jobs, doing some handicrafts of sticking beads and stringing beads, earning all the money the two of them needed to rent in a dilapidated house.

"Whether it's Alpha or Omega, it doesn't matter whether a person is capable, good enough, or able to protect others." Bo Jian said softly: "Your mother is an Omega, and she raised you alone, so it's not considered protection." you."

Jianghuai is quiet.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes and squeezed Bao Jian's hand: "I know...thank you."

Mr. Yan Song, an "unknown township entrepreneur", was sitting in his Maybach, angrily cursing this Alpha son for being shameless, and suddenly remembered why he felt that Jianghuai's male classmate, who was neither old nor young, looked familiar.

Because...he looks a lot like Bo Xian.

If Bo Xian is compared to the owner of a nationwide supermarket chain... Then Yan Song, not only Yan Song, but including his father-in-law, almost runs a small shop at the entrance of a village.

Yan Song's forehead broke out in cold sweat.

Bo Jian returned home a little late today.

Some time ago, Bo Xian was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, but he just had some leisure these few days.

He was leaning on a soft chair, sitting by the fireplace, holding a paper newspaper, and glanced at his son... It was after seven o'clock that his son came home from school.But the son was well-groomed, and it didn't look like anything had happened.

He changed another newspaper casually, cleared his throat: "School is over?"

"Well, Friday."

Mr. Bo Xian, a well-known domestic entrepreneur, turned to Bo Jian calmly: "The books I recommended to you a few weeks ago... have you read all of them?"

Bo Jian stomped his feet slightly, turned to his father, with a half-smile: "Teach You How to Do a Strong A" or "Introduction to Military Boxing"?"

When his son directly called out the full names of these pheasant and chicken soup books, Bo Xian couldn't hold back his face.He coughed: "How is it? Did you learn anything?"

Bo Jian: "It's useless."

Bo Xian was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? What do you mean it can't be used?"

Bo Jian bent a fake school business smile: "No need. I don't need to learn how to do fierce A, and I don't need to learn military boxing. But if you like to delve into these things, I suggest you buy a few more books and keep them at home , study it yourself."

Bo Xian: "..."

Bo Xian's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered a word on the campus network forum of No. [-] Middle School that his wife had forwarded to him...

Do O for love.

The campus network became a prophecy.

His son is gone.

Recently, work has not been as busy as usual, so Mr. Bo Xian took some time out of his busy schedule to buy a few autobiographical memoirs and self-reports of urban marginalized people... In layman's terms, it is an Alpha who specializes in Alphas and talks about how they do Alphas.

Compared with traditional AO love, AA love is more direct, more violent, and less considerate of the partner's feelings and requirements.

In other words, the sex life is extremely tragic and frequent.

Alphas don't have a estrus period, so Alphas usually have much stronger desires than Omegas.

Bo Xian coughed twice: "I think at your age, you should especially pay more attention to cultivating more advanced interests in thought and spirit, and pursuing communication and communication in personality."

Bo Jian: "...?"

Bo Jian felt that today might not be the right day to talk to his father.He couldn't figure out the thoughts and motives of his father's words.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Dad, do you know Yan Song?"

"Yan Song?" Bo Xian frowned, "No, your classmate?"

"No." Bo Jian smiled, "It's the deputy general manager of Zhongcheng Electronic Technology."

Bo Xian frowned, and then relaxed: "I know Zhongcheng. It's an old company. The chairman's surname is Zhu. I don't know the management below... Where did you hear about Zhongcheng?"

"No." Bo Jian said with a light smile, "I just want a contact information, send an email to Chairman Zhongcheng."

Bo Xian was a little surprised: "What email?"

"Some private matters of his family." Bo Jian said.

It was rare for Ms. Ke to go out to relax today, so Bo Jian chatted with his father downstairs, then went upstairs to his room with his schoolbag.

But just as he went upstairs, the phone beeped a few times.

It was Bo Xian who sent him the message.

Bo Jian casually thought about what he couldn't say downstairs just now, and clicked on WeChat.

Dad: [Is the pain worth it?Today's good book recommendation is "The Ten Years of Love with Alpha: I cried bitterly in the turbulent youth, all sails have passed, and now I finally understand that all living beings are suffering"]

Dad: [The night is confused, who will give a precious heart to someone who is not a lover?Today's good book recommendation "I am a bartender at Bar A: That night, on my birthday, six Alphas climbed into my bed"]

Bo Jian: "..."

His father is going to let him read this kind of book to improve his spiritual and ideological pursuit of high-level interest?

The author has something to say: Chairman: Hmph