There is Something Wrong with My Omega Ex-wife

The day of the Games is really a rare good weather. The sun melts and the spring is warm.

There was no strong wind on the crowded playground, a few plump clouds were still in the sky, the sun was golden, and the whole sky was as beautiful as a painting.

Athletes’ marches were played on the broadcasts in every corner of the playground, and a series of classes were slowly entering the stadium under the blue sky.

Because it is the first time to participate in a sports meeting, Wei Lai, who is a sports committee, is extremely nervous.

She held Yu Mo's hand in the waiting room, counting the classmates in the phalanx over and over again.

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Yu Mo calmed Wei Lai.

Wei Lai paced back and forth, looking towards the teaching building in the distance: "Oh, I'm just nervous, haven't the academic committee changed my clothes yet?"

While talking, Shen Shuyu walked out of the school building in a light pink dress with a unique design.

The coldness on her body dilutes the original sweetness of pink. In other words, it gives people a refreshing feeling under the bright sunshine.

A pair of seven-to-eight-centimeter light silver high heels on the white and tender feet lined the legs with smooth curves and elegant posture.

The gradual skirt is like petals, stacking and fluctuating with Shen Shuyu's steps, and a pair of milky white legs are looming in it.

Her long hair was lightly gathered, and she was wearing a silver headband. The neck is slender and elegantly raised slightly.

Like a white swan in the lake.

Even though this is the second time Yu Mo has seen Shen Shuyu's costume, she still feels that she is more dazzling than sunshine.

Shen Shuyu walking style, elegant and calm, the lace on the chest swings gently with the breeze around the body.

When you get closer, you will see the delicate white skin faintly exposed there.

It is like the white snow in winter, cold and beautiful, holy and cannot bear to blaspheme.

Wei Lai tugged at Yumo, "Fuck, sister, my blood tank is empty."

Yu Mo glanced at Wei Lai, "Will you be a little prosperous?"

He cursed Wei Lai, as well as himself.

Shen Shuyu quickly walked to the waiting area and in front of Yu Mo.

She brought these courtesy, and said sorry to the future: "I'm sorry, the sports department asked me for something. I have been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wei Lai waved his hand again and again, and the anxiety just disappeared.

Wei Lai was about to chat with Shen Shuyu, when he heard the person in charge of the phalanx shout: "Thirteenth high, ready!"

Immediately the members of the phalanx in the class stood up from the ground and arranged them neatly in accordance with the training.

Shen Shuyu took the class sign in Wei Lai's hand and stood at the top of the team.

Shen Shuyu followed the instructions of the person in charge, took a calm step, followed class A (12), and entered everyone's field of vision.

She was far-sighted, as if there was no place to fall.

The breeze brushed her face, and she lifted up a few strands of her long hair, not messy.

There was the sound of the camera clicking and the sound of discussion in the auditorium...

Standing in the team, Yu Mo felt that the two voices made people feel confused.

But Shen Shuyu at the front of the team was still graceful and calm, without a trace of tension.

Yu Mo's dislike for Shen Shuyu was true, but he had to admire her for being so lonely and cold under any circumstances.

I really don't know, who can make the expression on her face collapse.

Yu Mo chuckled instead.

Probably not.

I have never seen it in at least eight years with her.

The opening ceremony ended with Wu Yuanyong's announcement, and the phalanx of each class returned to the auditorium of their class in an orderly manner.

Yu Mo took his sportswear and number bib and walked slowly towards the bathroom of the teaching building.

She had only one event on the first day of the sports meeting: long jump.

"Yumo!" Suddenly, a familiar sweet voice came from a distance.

Yu Mo stopped in response and turned around to see that Qu Wenyao was running towards him.

She was holding sportswear in her hand, her face flushed with red.

"Wenyao, are you going to change clothes too?" Yu Mo asked.

"Yeah." Qu Wenyao nodded, "I have 400m preliminaries later."

Yu Mo was still a little surprised. Qu Wenya looked delicate and weak, and he was not at all like someone who would sign up for this kind of middle- and long-distance running event. "I thought you would run 50."

Hearing what Yu Mo said, Qu Wenya's face was bulging, as if a little dull: "We Omega all like to run 50, I can't get them."

Yu Mo laughed at Qu Wenyao's aggrieved appearance. One hand couldn't help squeezing her fleshy little face, and comforted: "Oh, 400m is also fast, don't be sad."

When Qu Wenya was pinched by Yu Mo, instead of being as annoyed as usual, her cheeks became slightly hot.

She looked at Yu Mo with some expectation, and asked: "Then Yu Mo, can you come and cheer for me?"

Yu Mo: "When do you start?"

Qu Wenya stretched out two fingers, "Nine:20, and twenty minutes."

Suddenly, Yu Mo smiled and agreed: "That's okay, my long jump is half past ten. It's not too late for me to go to the long jump after watching your 400m."

"Really? Do what you say!" Qu Wenya stretched out his little finger.

Yu Mo was really naive by Qu Wenyao, not to mention that she was an adult in her twenties.

Even Qu Wenya is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, so why is he still playing this kind of game for children?

But Yu Mo looked at Qu Wenyao's swollen face again, and couldn't bear to let her down.

Forget it, I'm still a kid when I'm fifteen or sixteen years old.

Compromisingly, he stretched out his little finger and hooked her.

"That's it!" Qu Wenya jumped up happily, took Yu Mo's hand, and walked lightly towards the bathroom.

Yu Mo never noticed that on the other side of the square, Shen Shuyu saw all this in his eyes.

Shen Shuyu's thin lips pressed lightly, and the sunlight passed through the green shade, casting small spots of light on her body.

Or shadow.

Li Qingqing gently pulled Shen Shuyu's hand, "Shuyu, are you okay?"

Shen Shuyu stood still, gazing at the two people who were about to leave her sight.

Without the obstruction of the glass in the corridor, the sun is even more dazzling.

Qu Wenya lifted Yu Mo's arm easily and did what Shen Shuyu could only achieve in a dream.

She trembled and took a long breath: "It's okay, let me change clothes with me."

She has a hoarse voice, not at all okay.

Li Qingqing couldn't bear to tear it apart, she took Shen Shuyu's arm and walked with her to the bathroom of the teaching building.

The teaching building was empty, without the noisy laughter of the past, and it was very quiet.

In the bathroom of the undifferentiated partition, there were a few people who changed their clothes and were wearing bibs, discussing the posts that were just topped up in the forum.

"Shen Shuyu is really beautiful."

"No, you see how the wind blows the people behind, how can she be so exquisite."

"You said she's in the reserve class A, so she can definitely split into Alpha, right?"

"Why, do you still want to be with her?"

"Oh, don't you want to?"

"Let's just think about it. She is the kaolin flower that is recognized as budding in Shangcheng District. How many noble Omegas are waiting to marry her!"

…

People outside describe the Shen Shuyu in the eyes of outsiders.

Yu Mo sneered, what about the flower of Gaoling, what about the daughter, what about the budding.

In the end, it still fell below the eyeballs of millions of people and split into Omega.

On every night of the fever period, I hold my arms lightly and presumptuously with myself.

Crimson flowers bloomed on the snow-white skin, and the cold and cold eyes were covered with passionate mist.

Holy and coquettish, reserved and decadent.

No one has seen it, only Yu Mo knows.

"Heh, it's interesting..." Yu Mo smiled as he thought so and opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he raised his head, he ran into Shen Shuyu who was walking in.

"Student Yu Mo." Shen Shuyu calmly nodded to Yu Mo.

"Ang." Yu Mo replied coldly and turned on the faucet.

At the same time, there was the sound of Qu Wenya knocking on the door. She was a little embarrassed and anxiously standing at the door of the bathroom in the undifferentiated partition, "Yu Mo, I know I shouldn’t come to this bathroom, but I’m a little too late, I I knew there was a checkup! Could you help me take the number plate first?"

"Okay, you pass..." Yu Mo nodded, wanting to greet Qu Wenyao to come over, but when she saw her shy and evasive, she shook the wet drops of water on her hand and walked over, "I'll go over. "

Shen Shuyu, who had just met Yu Mo, seemed to have been nailed in place, and followed Yu Mo's back to look out the door.

The green bamboos in the small courtyard were swaying with the wind, and the sun shined on the two people at the door through the dense bamboo.

Yu Mo lowered his head slightly, and carefully put a bib on Qu Wenya's back.

Once upon a time, Yu Mo also zipped up his dress like this.

Her eyes were more affectionate then than now.

It is not brighter than it is now.

Shen Shuyu bit his lip lightly.

She personally erased the light in Yu Mo's eyes, leaving her ethereal and helpless.

Shen Shuyu dropped her long eyelashes, lonely and lost.

Yu Guangli's two stacked white bibs came into her sight.

It's Yu Mo's bib!

"Then I'm leaving, Yu Mo." Qu Wenyao left in a hurry.

"Okay, I'll cheer for you later." Yu Mo waved to Qu Wenyao, raising his foot to leave.

…

Shen Shuyu chased after hearing the sound, and shouted, "Yu Mo."

Yu Mo stopped for a moment, and looked back at Shen Shuyu puzzledly: "What's the matter?"

"Your number bib forgot to be on the sink." Shen Shuyu said, showing the number bib in his hand to Yu Mo.

"Oh, thanks." Yu Mo nodded lightly, and reached out to take it.

But Shen Shuyu retracted her hand, and Gu Qianwang pushed her forward, "I'll take it for you."

Yu Mo frowned.

She looked at Shen Shuyu, and saw a faint expectation and stubbornness in Shen Shuyu's eyes.

This was not the first time Yu Mo felt that this Shen Shuyu was not like the one she knew.

Seeing that there was no disgust in Yu Mo's eyes, Shen Shuyu added courage to herself.

She pressed her lips lightly, and tried to beg Yu Mo for the first time: "Okay?"

Shen Shuyu's voice was soft, soft in the cold.

It was like a soft feather that fell on Yu Mo's unsuspecting heart.

"...Okay, okay." Yu Mo gave up arguing with Shen Shuyu.

Isn't it just a number plate, so what can she bring.

This is the first time Shen Shuyu has done anything for others.

She carefully and unfamiliarly twisted the corner of Yu Mo's clothes, awkwardly pinned the paper clip into the cloth, and then pierced in the harder number cloth.

Just when you don't have the last paperclip.

Shen Shuyu pushed hard, and the needle pierced her fingertips.

The newly taken out paper clip was very sharp, and a round blood drop fell out, just dripping onto the upper left corner of the white bib.

"Hiss..." Shen Shuyu pressed her fingertips and took a breath of pain.

"What's the matter?" Yu Mo heard the small voice and asked habitually.

Anxiousness passed by in a flash.

But Shen Shuyu did not see it.

She shook her head pretendingly, and pinned Yu Mo's last paper clip with her injured finger.

Shen Shuyu knew that if he said he had his finger pierced at this time, or complained a little bit.

Not only will Yu Mo not feel as distressed as before.

And from now on, she won't let herself do things like this for her.

"Alright." Shen Shuyu raised his pierced index finger and pinned the last paper clip.

"Thanks."

Yu Mo walked to the full-length mirror on the other side, and looked sideways at the number bib behind him.

The position is correct and the fabric is flat.

Unexpectedly, Shen Shuyu, who is not touched by Yang Chunshui, would do such a good job.

Yu Mo found it strange, laughed, and left.

"Yu..." Shen Shuyu wanted Yu Mo to help her unzip the back of her clothes and walked to the mirror, only to find that Yu Mo's figure had long since disappeared.

The draught wind blows in from a window on one side, and then slips out of the door not far away.

Shen Shuyu's light pink skirt floats in the mirror, like layers of light petals.

The word "silence" remained in Shen Shuyu's mouth, wandering alone, with nowhere to fall.

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