Perfect Match

Wait a minute.

Cheng Xiu, coat, car ...

Last year, this year, last week ...

Time is wrong.

All night was wrong!

Zheng Feiyu supported the painful forehead, and finally grasped a key clue-he experienced not the present but the past.

This old clock, called Time, is rusty and slow. It turned the pointer in the opposite direction and dialed back to a certain day in the past.

The sky is about to rise, a round of the sun that has set in the west; the sky is being sprinkled, is a snow that has melted; at this moment is accompanied by him, who has left him.

Cheng Xiu stepped in the car early, turned on the air conditioner, and dried out a glass of white mist.

After the car was warm, Omega led Zheng Feiyu into the seat. He fastened Zheng Feiyu's seatbelt, said goodbye, and turned to get out of the car, but was stopped by an outrageous force.

"Flying?"

Omega was a little helpless.

Zheng Feiyu hugged him tightly, his arms trembling so hard, a short and hard beard on his chin kept twitching his neck, and a huge panic filled his heart.

Tell me, you belong to the present, right?

You are a nightingale I caught last month. You accidentally broke into my room, based on 100% fate, without any connection to the past, right?

But an indifferent voice in his ear said: Zheng Feiyu, don't lie to yourself, you know who he is.

The memory of the past is an old jigsaw with complicated patterns. Omega is one of the obtrusive pure white pieces. You know that pure white cannot be the truth. His true appearance is hidden on the opposite side. It is a completely different identity that has been alive in your memory. As long as you open it, all the tricky places will become logical. .

But you dare not.

You have the courage of the so-called business community, but you are really weak, and even your Omega has no courage to face it.

The brain became painful again. At this time, something warm was stuffed into his hands.

Light and soft, it feels particularly comfortable.

"Fei, you ... keep this." Omega turned his back to him, lowered his head, and whispered, "It's a long way to go home, you hold it to sleep. When you wake up, don't remember me I wo n’t be so reluctant. "

Then, Omega opened his waist-finger fingers one by one, without looking back at him, and opened the door.

Zheng Feiyu looked at the things in his hand: a small orange-red blanket, soft and fluffy, with the fragrant pheromone of nothingness-Omega's body.

At a delicate moment, he suddenly felt that the scent was a little familiar: not the familiarity that accompanied him all night, but the older, deep-rooted, almost soaked in bone blood and memory ...

A shock of electricity split in front of Bai Liangliang, Zheng Fei was holding a small blanket, and the whole person was holding his arms.

It's lily of the valley.

It made him addicted and gave him the red lily of the valley that he redeemed.

An Omega he happened to meet in a "birdcage", how could he happen to have the rare lily of the valley that he desperately needed?

The wind and snow were fascinated, and the sparse winds drove the snow to cover the sky. The door was frozen so tightly that Omega took a bit of effort to push it open, and cold snow particles rushed in.

He was about to bend over to go out. Cheng Xiu, who didn't know what was going up in the driver's seat, turned his head and shouted, "He An!"

"Huh?" Omega turned back. "What happened?"

Zheng Feiyu in the back seat faded away instantly. He looked at Omega with a stiff bone, and the sweat dripped from the sticky, and his back was densely applied.

Cheng Xiu ... what did you call him?

He An? !!

This ordinary name is a dagger, shining coldly, and piercing human flesh fiercely while calling out.

Cheng Xiu pointed to the first officer and motioned to Omega to sit down. Omega walked around in front of the wind and snow, lowered her head into the car, closed the door with a slam, rubbed her palms, and exhaled Bai Sensen's heat: "It's so cold ... what should I do?"

Cheng Xiu pretended to be mysterious, opened the storage box, and pulled out a bulging envelope from the inside: "Come, hold, and give us the winter solstice gift of He An."