unexpected giveaway

Corey was bored most of the time, and it was two days after Arthur's birthday that things were back to normal.To put it more clearly, when the wood burns out, when the candles are extinguished, when the ribbons are removed, when people come out of the small warm room, everything will be on track again.

Corey was half lying between the branches doing nothing, the winter was not over, but the snow was gone.

The few poor leaves left on the branches by the biting wind also made Corey very sober.

He really didn't know how to spend this joyless day.

Corey tapped the Omega monitor with his index finger and watched the green lines across the black screen.Water dripped from the top of the branch, and it was dripping on the back of Cory's neck, flowing past the imprint, and Cory flinched.

Staying in a certain place for a long time allows Cory to guess what other people are doing without looking around, but Chester is not included among these other people, and the Alpha pheromone in the air is very thin.

This happened after he came into heat that night and was satisfied. It's a bit like you often pay attention to the doll in the cupboard. One day you get it and you can stay together more intimately, but your attention is taken away from it. up.

Corey thought that if Chester was as cute as a Muppet, he wouldn't mind paying attention to him every day.

Corey squinted his eyes as he explored in his mind what other interesting places in the big house he hadn't been to.He suddenly thought of the third penthouse, which was full of books, with a ladder and a small chair for resting.

Corey got off the tree and walked over there, hoping to find a few comic books inside.

Walking down the long, deserted corridor, Corey put his hands in his pockets, listening to only the sound of his footsteps echoing around him.The walls blocked the faint white light from the outside world, and the glass on the floor-to-ceiling windows leniently let them in. Cory felt that his eyes were white and gray, and his eyes were dazzled.

Corey walked very slowly, and it took him quite a while to get to the door.Corey didn't care in his heart, the most he needed to spend here was time.

He turned the doorknob, and a white light surged for a moment.

A faint Alpha breath also followed.

Oh... Corey let out a short sound in his heart.

The man he had just thought of, Mr. Chester Williams.Corey couldn't explain why he was so unlucky, they always bumped into each other in some random places.

Some images quickly appeared in Corey's brain - under the orange light that night, Chester was flipping through the documents in his hand indifferently.

Now he is holding a book in his hand, the cover is bronze, covered with strange patterns, it looks a bit thick.

Chester turned his head sideways, displeased at the intrusion while he was reading.When he saw clearly who was standing at the door, his previous emotions immediately entered a deeper level.

Chester closed the book, stood up and walked towards the door.

When he was about to leave from the only exit, a hand suddenly crossed to stop him.The man's smirk appeared in front of his eyes, and there was light beating in those blue eyes that he hated.

Corey: "Mr. Williams, you always leave when you see me. It seems to be a habit of yours."

Chester stared straight ahead: "What's the matter, Mr. Damon?"

Corey smiled and said, "No, it's just that your reaction made me a little novel. You shouldn't be so busy all the time."

Chester: "Since you're fine, Mr. Damon, maybe you should let me get out of here."

"Oh, Mr. Williams." Corey didn't take back his hand, he said to himself, "Actually I feel a little bored today, so I came here to find a book or two that suits my taste. Coincidentally I feel the same way every day as I do today, and it shames me to compare myself to you. I think the only thing that will slow it down is for you to stop, sir."

Corey turned sideways, Omega's tall body pressed over, he blocked the only remaining white light in winter, and the shadow on Chester's body continued to expand.

Corey: "I think we've entered into a misunderstanding, which is not normal for the world. You said we're going to live in peace, an Alpha and an Omega, and it's not uncommon for them to stay together. So sir, Why are you leaving, what are you afraid of?"

Corey lowered his voice, speaking in his usual slightly seductive tone.This reminded Chester of some fragmentary images, Omega's hair, the scent in the air, and the huge almost extinguished heat, he had already restrained such reactions when they still came in - just like the man in front of him .

It's annoying.

Chester avoided Corey's oppression calmly: "No, Mr. Damon. As I said before, we are all here, and we should get along well."

Chester turned back to his original position and sat down. He gestured to Corey that the empty chair opposite him was his seat.

Corey walked over and sat in the empty chair as a matter of course.

There was a small glass round table between him and Chester, and a cup of coffee was placed on the round table.

Chester adjusted his sitting posture, and he looked at Corey: "Mr. Damon, do you need a cup of hot coffee?"

"Thank you, Mr. Williams." Corey sat very casually, "but unfortunately, I am not used to drinking that kind of brown water, they are as bad as horse urine." After finishing speaking, Corey laughed again Get up, "But this is just the idea of ​​our poor people. Noble people like you don't care about this smell."

Chester looked at him indifferently, and Corey met Chester's needle-like gaze.

Chester: "Then it's time for you to find a book, Mr. Damon, an afternoon will not pass so well."

Corey looked around: "Yes, sir. There are so many books here, I don't know where to start. I don't think you would mind letting me know the name of the book in your hand, it looks very beautiful .”

Not at all, Corey thought silently.

Chester responded calmly: "I don't think you would want to know, Mr. Damon, this is just a very ordinary book."

"Oh—" Corey crossed his hands, "It makes me wonder how ordinary this book can be?"

Chester said: "It is so ordinary that no one in this world knows the author of this book. It comes from an unknown teacher who taught me."

Chester was talking while looking at the book in his hand, his head was so low that Cory couldn't see his expression clearly.Corey only saw his hand caressing the cover of the book, and he seemed to cherish the book so much that even his tone softened inadvertently-when he talked about it.

Corey: "Teacher? Oh I've always admired this kind of people. Please let me hear the story your teacher wrote so that two people in the world will know about this book and they will be full of it." interest."

Chester looked at Corey again, and he restrained all his expressions.The man across from him had a flamboyant smile on his face, and what Corey said was not convincing at all.

But Chester did it anyway. With an indifferent expression and indifferent words, he told a story.

"Me and Luo Wen, we walked a section of slope, that section of slope was not only very long but also very steep, I doubt it would go straight to the sky. I was very tired, I cried many times along the way, I kept going Shouting, I want to get out of here, this place is really boring, there is no one around, only two beggars abandoned by God walking in the wind and sand."

"Yes, Lao Wen and I, we are both beggars, different from ordinary people, not on the normal track, we are different among the crowd, we defend the ridiculous truth. I want to give up, but Lao Wen doesn't allow it, The boy with freckles and chocolate-colored hair, he is my pillar, he guides me. He is a ray of light in the dark, his smile is the grace of God. I often think of him after a long time, when I also felt that I had harmed him. I just kept regretting and persevering until God waved to me and said it back to me softly.”

"Anyway, God hadn't come yet, and we were still walking. My straw sandals were worn out, and my tender flesh touched the vast earth. I smelled blood, and it caused fine sand. Oh those fine sands, they They are the messengers of hell. They attacked me and left me covered with bruises. In front of me appeared a towering mountain, a solemn castle, and the gentle face of my wife. My wife is like Lawen, they are both The incarnation of the sun, the blessing of God. I continued to walk, the wind and sand gnawed at my flesh and blood, my scream disappeared inside, and the angel's wings finally fell down."

"Yes, Rowen is an angel. His pure and beautiful wings told me that he is an angel. I couldn't help kneeling, I lay on the ground and let the blood and tears flow, I was regretting, I was hating, and then Rowen took me to fly together .We crossed the mountains and rivers and crossed the sea, the wind cut my eyes. I looked at the people, but they couldn't see me. They walked in pain with chains on their backs, they couldn't see the blue sky, they couldn't see the angel. Only I, I'll be the green giant, I'll break the gates of the castle, I'll turn the tides of time, I'll do all this, and I'll be all this again. I know that when this is over, Rowan will come to meet I, the golden bell shall strike, and the sins of me shall be washed away."

"It's just my wife, she is still suffering in the world. My poor warm wife, I beg someone to rescue her, with a hoe and a key, to open the prison in front of her. I can't, I will still walk, I am Willful. I dream, I travel in dreams, I probe the secrets of those vile thieves, I set my body in flames."

"When I finished this long journey, Lawen came to pick me up. His wings were so beautiful, and with a light wave, he brought me to the side of God. I will see, behind me, countless Young people will walk the road that I walked, dreams will be in the future, everything will not stop, and the burning flame will always illuminate the steps of explorers."

"Forever in my eyes."

Cory felt himself moving, but he couldn't lift his hands, and his eyelids were so heavy that there was only darkness pressing them down.There was a vague fragrance around his nose, he turned his head slightly, and touched a piece of soft and warm skin.

Corey slowly opened his eyes, it was dark all around, and the light was completely blocked by the wall.The sound of footsteps reached his ears, calm and slow.He raised his head halfway, and he saw a black coat, a white neck and short hair falling on the neck.

He put his head back in place again.

Williams, it turns out that you also have a normal human body temperature.

Corey let Chester carry him into the room, he didn't know when he fell asleep.His memory still kept the story told by Chester, that "I" and that Lowen. He remembered that the two people in the story climbed the slope inside, and they climbed very hard.Maybe the author shouldn't write so profoundly, but it would be better to write it as a kind of travel experience.

But Cory won't say what's on his mind, he's trying to pretend to be asleep right now, his hands didn't even wrap around Alpha's neck when he put him on the bed.It was rare that he was in a good mood not to tease that cold and prim Alpha.

Alpha helped him pull the covers up and lit the fire in the fireplace, and what he did almost made Cory hallucinate, which didn't fit him too well.

Alpha walked out of the room, Cory opened his eyes in the gloom, and what he saw was the door being drawn and finally closed.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry for writing a story like a snake spirit =_=