Perfect Match

Zheng Feizhen said positively: "It's not difficult, but I don't like him."

Father Zheng was amused with a serious look on his face, holding a cigarette, slowly asking: "What's wrong with it? Who in this world likes taking medicine, and who doesn't have medicine at home?"

"He is human, not medicine."

Zheng Feiyu instinctively felt uncomfortable with this metaphor.

He did not love He An, but his long education also prevented him from using a living person as a medicine.

"False, full of hypocrisy." Father Zheng smiled again, played the soot, and asked sharply, "Have you asked for his opinion? I'm afraid not. If he volunteers to give you medicine, what else is he talking about?" Not a medicine '?! "

Zheng Fei frowned, his fingers crossed and clenched tightly on his knees, and his throat was deeply pained.

Yes, he is not so noble.

He did n’t need to ask He An ’s opinion at all, because the answer was self-explanatory—as long as he said something, He An would humbly docilely at his feet, making his bottle of medicine with an unrespectful infatuated look, a lifetime There was no complaint until death. The so-called "people are not medicines" is just an excuse that he unilaterally refused to accept He An's return.

The problem is that if a partner who has lost his personality because of 100% agreement is kept in a cage as a bird in the cage, even if He An himself doesn't care about being treated like this, Zheng Feiyu can't accept it.

He couldn't imagine that nightmarish life.

One Omega would be waiting for him at home for 24 hours. If he travels outside and does not return day and night, the high degree of fit will torture the other party, and even the tear glands. But when he got home, he would face a pair of warm and empty eyes, and a dull soul obediently obedient.

Their lives will turn into a stagnant pool of water. What he said, what the other party obeyed without principle, no differences, no disputes, and no small mood of frowning and scolding among the beds.

Omega will always be gentle, like a soft and tough waterweed, clinging to him in a humble manner, living because of him, but also gradually entangled his ankle, getting more and more tight, until he dragged him to the bottom of the pond, drowned In the bottomless "love".

Two people dominated by 100% compatible pheromones are cocoons, and the ending is nothing more than that.

It's better to avoid it. ??

It is obviously impossible for the father in anger to think about this. Zheng Feiyu had to explain as much as possible: "Father, the real will to affect me is not the true will of He An. It is a pheromone. As long as the relationship is cut off, he can have his own life and I can return to it. Back to the normal state before. Forcing us together and being confused for a lifetime is not good for anyone. "

Zheng Hongming spit his mouth out and smiled extremely coldly: "Your mercy is used in the wrong place. Omega doesn't need‘ your own life ’, he does n’t depend on you, and sooner or later he will depend on others.”

"Depending on others, at least you can be treated fairly, but attaching to me ..." Zheng Fei paused and said, "I can't give him what he wants."

"such as?"

"I don't love him, I can't be his husband, I can't give him a normal home, and I can't provide any emotional comfort."

As soon as Zheng Hongming stopped smoking, he looked up at him and sneered: "It's just raising flowers and raising birds. If you like it, just tease it. If you are annoyed, just hang it. Are you really guilty of Omega?"

This remark was too cold, and all of a sudden hurt Zheng Fei's sensitive nerves.

He ignored the politeness and asked with a high voice: "You must not have felt guilty when you did this to my dad ?!"

"you!"

When Zheng Hongming turned red, he slammed the armrest and stood up from the reclining chair in a "teng" manner. The range of motion was too great, and he even broke a leaf of Moran next to him.

Zheng Feiyu took the initiative to meet his oppressive gaze, and asked without changing his face: "Would you like to ask my dad, what does it feel like to be left unattended for twenty years?"

"shut up!"

Mr. Zheng furiously trembled his fingers, his cigarette butts shattered to the ground, and he could hardly hold them.

Zheng Feiyan remained unmoved, and continued, "This idea of ​​raising flowers and birds, and those words just now, if passed into my father's ears, all your diligence over the years will probably be in vain. Father, I am I, I'm not you, you could do something without blinking your eyelids in the past, I can't do it! "

"Don't threaten me with Yanning, useless!"

Zheng Hongming extinguished the cigarette fiercely, copied the ashtray and shot it at the table, and said sharply, "Zheng Feiyu, I don't tell you so much. I only give you two ways: the first one, picking people back, immediately Settle this matter; second, give Jiu Sheng full power to Fei Yi, starting tomorrow, you will take an indefinite vacation. Do n’t you want to solve this problem yourself? OK, I ’ll give you enough time, you can do it yourself I want to deal with it, when I ’m done, and when I ’ll be back, if I ca n’t, I do n’t have to come back. ”

He propped the table with both hands and stared at Zheng Feiyu with a stern look: "Two ways, choose one yourself."

Chapter 25

Mom Xu made a pot of ginseng tea, and took the horseshoe cake to go upstairs. She just vacated one hand to knock on the door, and the door was cold. Zheng Hongming Tieqing came out with a complexion, full of anger, like a bullfight raging against a red cloth. He did not evade when he saw someone, and almost overturned the hot teapot.

"master?"