Perfect Match

There was a faint sound of rain near the ears, the rain gradually increased, and the sky was full of scatter. He guarded a bunch of moist lilies of the valley and squeezed out of the bus, passing by countless passersby with clothes and leaflets in front.

On that day, the pet shop happened to have no customers. In order to earn a few dollars more, he came to the "Xiang Hua Fang" next door to deliver flowers to a young lady living in the VIP room of Jiusheng.

On the marble steps outside the hotel's door, stood a tall male Alpha-black formal suit, wearing a long cashmere coat, holding a wooden long-handled umbrella, the umbrella point. The man's sword eyebrows were deep in his eyes, without squinting, looking indifferently towards the sculpture in the center of the square, his figure was as straight as a sword.

It's him.

He An looked up at him from afar, and his field of vision became a high-definition lens with a slower speed of 10,000 times.

He never knew that he could see a person so clearly.

The gale swayed the rain lines, and numerous tiny bright drops of water flew towards the man, landing on the expensive native cashmere of the coat. He An heard that his heart was singing and urged him to turn into a piece of water and a piece of dust, flying with joy, attached to this Alpha, hiding in the warm cashmere, breathing his smell with his lungs, and following him Come back home.

A sudden beam of light shone into the night of He An for more than 20 years, making him happy and humble, willing to offer love and soul, and self-sacrifice.

More than forty days later, this Alpha rushed into He An's home and inserted the sexual device into his body.

He lies under the man, picking up a few sporadic pleasures from the torn pain, and stubbornly believes that Alpha's violent sexual desire is more or less loving. Every time when the man released his lust, he wrapped his arms around him with sweaty arms, stared at him with his nostalgic eyes, lingering tenderly, and kissing the red mole on his chest. He An couldn't bear to blame any more.

You are ill, you are not awake and need comfort like young children, how can I bear to blame you?

He An would peck and kiss his forehead and said, it's all right.

Hida, it's okay.

I don't hate you even if the warmth is extremely short-lived, and even when I am sober I don't know each other.

But Zheng Feiyu, why did I endure all the pain and endure the resentment from you in the end?

why?

You hate me for depriving your reason, abducting your love, calculating your money, even if you are clear in your heart, I have never really got anything since the first day of our acquaintance, maybe ... only Except for lily of the valley. You will always stand on that high step and refuse to walk down and talk to me on an equal footing. And because of love and tolerance, I lost my home, my studies and work, my innate pheromone, and my pity.

This is not love, I don't want to sink any more.

The moment the blade cut the back of the neck, the cold touch felt like a powerful hand, pulling He An out of the pheromone mire.

Zheng Feiyu, thank you for sending me this gift, and thank you for holding the whip, and when I can't cut my heart to cut everything, promptly drive me away from the wrong path.

The operation lasted for four hours, during which Cheng Xiu held the lily family and waited in the family area.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, He An was pushed out of the operating room.

His mental state looked good. The wound at the back of his neck was only two centimeters, and the sutures were fine. At first glance, it really looked like a red stroke, and then he covered it with his hair to find no trace of surgery. When the narcotics retreated, He An drank a bowl of porridge, ate half a fresh orange, and held the lily of the valley for a while. Lily of the valley looks like a little milk cat, sniffing on the left, smelling on the right, struggling to breathe a little bit of lily of the valley left on He An, and frowned a little eyebrow in doubt.

But in the middle of the day, He An suddenly rang the call bell.

He started vomiting, his body was severely chilling, and the quilt was shivering constantly. The air conditioner turned to 30 degrees Celsius and it didn't work. At six o'clock in the morning, he began to feel a headache, fear of light and sound, and even a ray of light and a bird's cry piercing the window slit could scream him. Cheng Xiu had to pull the curtains to keep the ward absolutely dark and quiet.

He couldn't eat a grain of rice for a few days, couldn't drink a mouthful of water, and a bottle of nutrient solution was dripped from a vein into the bottle, barely keeping his body running. He couldn't even turn over, because even the slightest movement caused a severe headache.

The most painful part of gonad replacement surgery is not the surgical process, but the long pheromone disorder period after the operation.

The unfamiliar Omega3 pheromone occupies every drop of blood, strangling the breath of native lily of the valley, fierce, and all organs have shown strong resistance. He An's body was an occupied city, killing and fighting everywhere, his body temperature was uncontrollably burned to forty degrees, and his sense of taste and smell was lost. For a few days, he even felt that he was cut off from the whole world, his soul curled up in the hot body, and fell into an endless struggle. In the past, the familiar self was eaten by an inch and recast by an inch.

After a week, the replacement pheromone stabilized, and the situation improved slightly.

He lost a lot of weight and looked tired, and told Cheng Xiu that he wanted to see Lily of the Valley, and Cheng Xiu took the child to him. But when Suzuran saw him, he cried and refused to be held by him.

The young child didn't recognize his father's eyebrows. He knew people by taste. He An replaced a new pheromone. As a stranger, Lily of the Valley naturally cried and trembled with tears and snotty eyes. The more He An coaxed her, the more she cried and wanted to feed her to drink milk as before, but Lily of the Valley squeezed her mouth tightly, and it was not rare to touch her. She would rather hold a cold, empty baby bottle to suck.

When the pheromone was the most disordered a few days ago, He An was in pain, but he was holding on to tears. At this time, facing the recognized lily of the valley, he suddenly reddened his eyes.

The surgeon heard the situation and gave him a crimson glass perfume bottle.

That's the extract of native pheromone.

Before the operation, the surgeon reviewed He An's information and found that he had just given birth to a child. He suspected that changing the pheromone might affect the parent-child relationship, so he extracted one milliliter of high-concentration pheromone from the primary gonad and diluted it with normal saline for preparation. From time to time. It was with such a small bottle of diluent, less than 30 milliliters, that He An sprayed a little on his body every day to make the transition difficult and familiarize Lily with his new taste.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Cheng Xiu was carrying a large bag and four suitcases to pick up Hean—their next stop was not home, but Yuanjiang Airport.

According to the agreement, He An had only one chance to hide. When Zheng Feiyu found it, he had to move away from Yuanjiang.

He couldn't go back to the original home.