If it rains, you'll be drenched

After Herbert said goodbye.

Noah was in a daze when he was having dinner.

According to Iris, he finished four meatballs with glazed eyes.

When Noah started nibbling on the fifth meatball, Iris snatched Noah's silver fork.

"Are the meatballs my brother bought so delicious?"

Noah suddenly felt full.

Noah smacked his mouth carefully: "It's okay."

Iris pissed.

Noah was still immersed in the few words that Herbert whispered softly in his ear.It really makes people blush, are alphas so good at coaxing people?Although... it sounds tempting.

Noah still remembers playing with the children when he was young, and each child said what his ideal was.What Noah said at the time was: I want to be marked by my favorite alpha, and then give birth to many, many children for my favorite alpha.

He was ridiculed by his peers at the time.

What, which omega has never expected and fantasized like this, since they have all expected it, why should they laugh at the person who expressed the truest expectation in his heart?

Iris was furious: "I heard from my brother that he has a marriage contract with you. You are obviously a wounded person rescued from the battlefield. When did you know him?"

Noah blinked: "He saved me."

"Saving you is nothing, it's only natural for Alpha to save Omega."

"I was in heat at the time and he tagged me temporarily."

Iris wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.He leaned close to the back of Noah's neck and smelled it, and tears filled his big and bright eyes for a moment.

"If I can go to the battlefield, I can also pick you up."

Noah was amused for some reason: "Iris, don't do this, I will think you like me."

Iris grabbed Noah's wrist with delicate and well-defined hands.

"Noah, can't you see, I just like you."

Noah laughed: "Iris, you are only 17 years old."

Iris: "I will be eighteen after Christmas, and I will be an adult. Noah, you can stay with me. Although I am not very old, I promise, I will take good care of you."

Noah, who was suddenly confessed, was suddenly at a loss.

With his vague past and limited memory of the present, he doesn't know how to deal with a sudden confession - after all, Noah remembers that he has never been confessed before, and he doesn't know how to reject the other party's confession effectively and without hurting people.

The candlelight on the metal candlestick on the dining table exploded with a bang, and then the candlelight swayed slightly in the air.

While Noah was in a daze, Iris was already crying on the table.

According to the normal script, shouldn't Alpha grab the back of Omega's neck and forcefully kiss it, and then forcefully mark it regardless of 21?

Why does this seemingly strong alpha lie on the table and cry?

Noah was at a loss and reached out to caress Iris's trembling shoulder from crying: "That... Xiao Yi... you are still young... There is a better omega waiting for you..."

Iris wiped her tears: "You go, you go to my brother, you go to my brother, don't come back again."

"..." Is this Sapo...

Realizing that Noah hadn't left, Iris's hand sneaked out from under the table and grabbed Noah's skirt to prevent Noah from escaping.

Iris said: "Other omega want to get good protection and care from alpha, but you are not like this, and you will take care of me in turn in many cases. Although I am an alpha, I also want someone to protect me well ...but... woo woo woo woo..."

The following words were sobbing that I couldn't hear them clearly.

Noah himself is a man. Although he is an omega, he always takes care of women subconsciously, even though the other party is taller than him.

Iris wiped her tears pitifully: "They all said that as an alpha, you have to shoulder all the responsibilities of taking care of the omega, but I'm also a girl, and I also want to be taken care of and pampered in the palm of my hand... We female alphas are very strong, but we also have times when we are weak, and my back will always be unable to bear all the expectations of another person..."

Iris became more and more sad as she talked. Noah opened his hands and leaned Iris' head on his shoulders, gently stroking Alpha's soft short golden hair.

"Xiaoyi, it's okay, you will find someone who loves you in the future, and you will be happy only if you marry the person you love."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Noah suddenly trembled.

The slightly cool and moist tip of the tongue swept over the glands at the back of his neck.

Noah's first reaction was to break free, but Iris locked Noah tightly in her arms.

Iris actually wanted to take the opportunity to mark herself.

Noah hurriedly reached out to cover the glands on the back of his neck, and then the back of his hand touched Iris' fangs, and the back of his hand was pierced by the teeth.

Feeling Noah's resistance, Iris immediately let go of Noah, with tears on her face, trembling lips, and a pair of blue eyes staring straight at Noah.

"Iris, since I chose your brother, please respect my choice, no matter what."

Noah clutched the back of his neck, left such a sentence and ran away.

"You said you want to fall in love, but you and my brother, are you in love with my brother?"

The voice gradually faded behind him, and Noah stepped on the snow, and in his calm mind, he vaguely remembered the young man who carried himself out of the darkness.

When I curled up on his chest, my heart beat so fast that it wanted to jump out of my chest.

Noah clasped his right hand to his chest, and from his fingers came his strong and undisguised love for that person.

Not in love?We are clearly in love.

***

The silver-haired little boy woke up from the darkness, he couldn't see his fingers, his soft fingers touched the cold wall.

Suddenly, a light began to light up somewhere, and the torch illuminated a hideous and terrifying face.

The man's long brown hair was messy, and his bony skeleton was caged under a black robe, like a black mage in a black mage story often told to lull children to sleep.

The black magician conjures a flower like magic.

"Hee hee hee hee hee...do you like...this flower...hee hee hee hee"

The black mage stared at the silver-haired little boy with a smile that was scarier than crying.

The little boy lay powerlessly on the ground, but still nodded slightly.

This flower is very beautiful, how can you not like it?

A terrifying and piercing laughter came from the enclosed space: "You... since you like it... hehehehehe..."

A flame rose from the black mage's hand.

The daisy was annihilated under the magic flame, and gradually scorched into a trace of ashes.

The scorched daisy fell on the little boy's head after the flame was extinguished.

"Do you... like this pony..."

The black magician generally passed a beautifully crafted ceramic doll of a pink pony in front of the silver-haired little boy.

"How do you like it?"

"This is our treasure!"

The little boy happily reached out to grab it.

However, in the next second, the pink ceramic pony hit the ground and turned into thousands of pieces of broken porcelain.

The little boy's lower corner of the eye and fingers were scratched than broken porcelain, and the blood flowed out immediately, and a line of blood below the corner of his eye trickled down slowly like blood and tears.

The black magician carried a long-haired puppy with black eyes in his hand.

"So...do you like this...hehehehe"

The little boy's eyes widened suddenly, and he struggled to stand up from the ground, his hands were stuck on the broken porcelain, causing bloodstains all over his hands and all over the ground.

"Hahahahaha give up...hehehehehe"

The black mage laughed wildly.

This dream has been repeated countless times, each time with an unstoppable ending.

The puppy whined and dropped its limbs and was thrown to the ground.

Next, the Black Mage carried a crying child in his withered hands.

The kid had a round face, flushed cheeks from crying, and short dark brown curly hair, looking like a pretty elf from the woods.

The silver-haired little boy finally struggled to stand up from the pool of blood, staggering and leaning on the wall.

"Then...do you like him...hehehehehe...he said he would give birth to you, hehehehe."

The little boy shivered and nodded uncontrollably.

Then he shook his head crazily and cried loudly, a beast-like moan that was extremely suppressed and frightened.

But everything goes round and round, unchangeable, unstoppable, just like fate.

The little boy's eyes were tearing apart, but he couldn't move. Chains came from all directions, binding his hands and feet, so that he could only watch the tragedy in front of him.

The black mage congealed a huge ice pick in his hand, and under the control of the black mage, the ice pick turned into countless tiny ice needles, piercing the dark brown short-haired child's lower abdomen.

"Don't... don't hurt him... Please, please, I can ask my father to give you anything in exchange, please!"

The black mage grinned, and stabbed the dark brown-haired little boy with more ice picks until one pierced his chest, and then let go of his hand, and the little boy fell to the ground.

Heller's head ached violently.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" Heller, who was still a child, roared and cursed, trying to struggle out from under the four chains. The madness and ferocity in his eyes was like a little wolf cub who had lost everything.

In Heller's blurred vision, he could only see the child who was originally beautiful like an elf kept rolling on the ground and curled up in pain, groaning/groaning in pain one after another.

The black magician also placed the candles lower, so that Heller could see more clearly the bloody water after the ice melted.

Heller was crying, as if there were bursts of stabbing pain of the same intensity in her body.

The childish voice of cursing became smaller and smaller, gradually being drowned out by crying.

***

Heller suddenly opened his eyes, lying on his back on the huge white sheet, the bedside lamp was always on, and the closed darkness would always plunge Heller into infinite terror.

Heller was a light sleeper and had frequent dreams.

With cold sweat on his forehead, Heller looked at his trembling hands, and hurriedly hugged the pink ceramic pony on the bedside with his trembling hands.

The night sky is like washing, the clear starry sky after the snow, the stars and the Milky Way are shining brightly, the ivy outside the window is covering the entire wall, the leaves are gently swinging in the wind, and the dark green leaves cast black shadows on the wall.

After so many years, what happened at that time still flashes in dreams from time to time like a nightmare.

The guard at the door knocked on the door and came in and stood at the door.

"Your Highness, is there anything I can do for you?"

Heller leaned against the head of the bed, trying to maintain her dignity, shook her head slightly, but couldn't help shaking.

Sandra arrived after a while, and the little old man in white pajamas helped the pale Heller up, and put a pillow on Heller's back.

Sandra said earnestly and earnestly: "I don't know how long I can serve. If His Royal Highness Heller has an omega he likes, he should marry her back as soon as possible. In this way, when His Highness is trapped again, there will always be someone to take care of him."

Heller said in a daze: "I spoke for him. But he didn't choose me"

Sandra naturally knew who Heller was talking about: "Which Omega is that? If His Highness is too embarrassed to come forward in person, I can go and match His Highness."

Heller's slender fingers were clasped on the pink ceramic pony, so tight that the fingertips were white and trembling. He lowered his head, exposing the back of his neck fragilely.

"I shouldn't have spoken for him. I shouldn't have let people know I cared about him."

Sandra listened patiently.

After a long silence, Heller's silver eyes were absent-minded, and she fell on Sandra, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and smiled palely: "It's a good thing he chose someone else."

"It's a good thing he chose someone else...he won't be destroyed..."

Any affirmative answer by oneself will lead to serious consequences; any one you like, no matter the person or the object, will be destroyed.

So, Heller, don't go near it, you will take it with you, and there will only be disaster and pain.

Heller bowed her head, her silver hair hanging down, soft and slender, like the most fragile and helpless baby.

"I'm fine, thank you, Sandra." Heller got out of bed, "I'm going on an expedition this morning, and I was supposed to get up early."