Eno and Martin had a rather silent dinner. Martin finished his meal, untied his napkin and went back to his bedroom. Eno silently cleared the table, washed the dishes and went back to his bedroom to talk to Julia and give her a lecture on the exercises she didn’t understand.
Perhaps it was because he was exhausted by Irene’s arrival today, or because the nurse had drawn too much blood, Eno felt drowsy when he was connect, and it was only after Julia had called him several times that he managed to open his eyes, which were about to close.
Julia pouted and asked with concern: “Is Eno Ge Ge in a bad mood today?”
“You can even see that.” Eno joked, “Julia is really amazing.”
Julia looked at him seriously through the camera, “Because Ge Ge is not smiling sincerely today! Is something bothering you?”
She understood quickly, but Eno was much more relaxed instead. “Yeah.” He dropped the corners of his stiff smile and sighed from the bottom of his heart, “Living is so tiring, Julia.”
Julia made a serious face, like a grown-up: “Adult life is exhausting! Dad used to say the same thing, I’ll imitate for you!”
She pulled her lips down and half-drooped her eyelids in a downcast look: “If I’d known the boss was so perverted, I might as well have gone back to the family business and sold sweet potatoes.”
She looked so cute that Eno couldn’t help but cover his mouth and burst out laughing. Julia said to him in a particularly serious way: “Everyone has their own problems. Dad always says that even though the boss is a pervert, he has to stay strong and live until the day he kills him! Ge Ge should also be happy, you look great when you smile!”
Eno sighed inwardly and glanced at the time in the bottom right corner of the screen, it was almost half past ten. “Okay. Ge Ge will smile more for you to see in future.” Eno coaxed the girl gently, “It’s time for Julie to go to bed, you have school tomorrow.”
They said goodnight to each other and Eno went to the bathroom to finish his shower, took a deep breath and pushed open the door to Martin’s room. As expected, Martin was trying to move himself up to the bed, but Eno ignored his snide comments and carried him directly onto the bed.
Martin was so angry and frustrated that he had no choice but to watch him tuck himself in. Suddenly the sheets sank beside him and a heavy object fell on his side.
Martin: “???” He was shocked, afraid that Eno had really passed out from drawing too much blood. He probed a finger under his nose and found that he was breathing steadily before he relaxed. He tried to push Eno, but after shouting for a long time, Eno had already fallen asleep, and he was as motionless as a mountain.
Martin had no way, so he struggled to move to the side and switched off the overhead light in the bedroom. In the darkness, Eno’s breathing was long and soft, and he suddenly rolled over towards him, and the refreshing scent of cucumber body wash hit him. He smelled it carefully, and he could smell a light and delicate rose fragrance, like a little stubbornness retained after yielding, stubbornness with the taste of roses.
As if some hard place in his heart had been touched, Martin couldn’t help but reach out and trace the lines of Eno’s face with his fingertips. The skin beneath his hand was smooth and delicate, with the Omega’s unique soft touch. There was some soft flesh on his cheek, and he gave it an amused squeeze, and Eno struggled a little as if he felt it: “Lea, don’t make trouble.”
Martin dared not move at once, and Eno hummed twice in satisfaction, moved to his side twice, and hugged his arm hanging in mid-air precisely like a radar, like hugging a white and strong lotus root. Not sure what he had dreamt of and tugged at Martin, not letting go, whispering nonsense, his voice tinged with sobs, eager and aggrieved: “Don’t go.”
Martin had nowhere else to hide, and if he leaned any further to the side he was going to fall. He said helplessly: “Why are you so clingy?”
Eno rubbed against his arm in satisfaction, the warm heat transmitted through the thin fabric of his shirt. Martin pointed a serious finger at his nose and criticised him: “Comrade Eno, what else do you do besides being coquettish every day?”
Eno muttered something in a low voice, and moved unhappily. Judging from his movements, he should have kicked him in the leg.
Hey, he even has quite a temper.
Martin chuckled involuntarily, propping himself up halfway and pulling the blanket from beside the pillow, fumbling to unfold it over Eno’s bare feet. The night was late and autumn was cool, and he was worried about the delicate Omega catching a cold and grunting to stay with him.
It is impossible to cover a quilt, in this lifetime it is impossible to cover the same quilt.
Eno had a very long dream.
In the dream, the golden light is shining, and there is laughter and toasting everywhere. White flower petals were scattered in the air and fell into half a glass of champagne, which was shaken and gulped in one mouth.
Eno, dressed in a white and wearing a proper smile, made his way through the crowds of people without bothering to greet anyone. He stepped up the long spiral staircase to the deserted second floor and leaned over the railing, looking down at the jubilant crowd.
It seemed that only at this moment did he have a trance feeling that he was going to marry tomorrow, marrying an Alpha who didn’t look so desirable, and then live out his life in an ornate cage of insipidity. The thorns of panic grew in his heart, protected by the emotion called hopelessness, and even the feeling of pain disappeared.
Eno kept his seemingly natural smile stiff, thinking aimlessly about something, some sweet memory that he couldn’t talk to anyone about. Suddenly a dazzling couple walked into the hall and his eyes were drawn abruptly to the handsome Alpha and then hastily averted. Drake always seemed to have a fatal attraction for him, the first thing he saw no matter what the situation, before Lea, his sunny, sweet brother.
Eno maintained that seemingly natural but already stiff smile, thinking aimlessly about something, some sweet memories that he couldn’t confide in anyone. Suddenly a dazzling couple entered the hall and his eyes were drawn to the handsome Alpha and then hastily averted. Drake always seemed to be a fatal attraction to him, the first thing he saw no matter what the situation, and then Lea, his sunny, sweet brother.
He just watched them with fascination until they blended into the crowd and got lost in a pile of dresses blooming with flowers. Eno withdrew his gaze, stood slightly on tiptoe to ease the pain of standing all night, and when he turned back without thinking, he found Allie standing behind him, her gaze full of love and sadness.
He cheered up and smiled: “Mother.”
Allie stepped forward and embraced him, her eyes brimming with tears. Eno patted her boneless back and said softly: “What is wrong with you today?”
Allie coughed heavily, and her face turned very pale. She pushed Eno away and drew out a tissue hidden in the hidden pocket of her pale yellow dress to wipe away the blood she had coughed up. “Wanted to see you a couple more times.” Allie could barely even maintain a smile, “It feels like I haven’t seen you very often, you’ve grown so much.”
Her sadness rubbed off on Eno and they looked at each other with red eyes for a long time before Allie let out a long sigh and said: “Enoch, Mummy doesn’t want you to marry little Kersi either. But there’s something I’ve thought about for a long time and decided to tell you.”
“I’ve never been in good health, and you were born with a congenital deficiency from birth until you suddenly passed out at the age of two, and then kept running a high fever until Ivan and I discovered that you were born with a small section of your Omega chromosome missing. This genetic mutation is extremely rare, and if you are not given this gene immediately, you will die in a coma.”
Eno froze in place.
“The gene source of the federal public gene bank does not match yours. Fortunately, the Duke of Kersi’s family has a genetic improvement project still under experimentation in their biology lab, and the improved genome they have synthesised contains exactly the part of you that is missing. Ivan went to beg the Kersis to save you, and the Kersi’s condition was that you marry into their family, which we agreed to for you to survive.”
“Then Ivan lived in the central laboratory as if he was stimulated and couldn’t come home for more than two days in a year. I was getting worse and worse and felt further and further away from you and Lea.” Allie sobbed as she spoke, “I still don’t know exactly what that genetic project was, Ivan always reassured me that it was just an improvement project to enhance Omega’s physique and that there would be no problems, but I was scared every second of the day.”
“I often wondered from time to time if I had made the right choice with Ivan at the time, but I really wanted my baby to live. Ivan kept asking me not to tell you because that genetic experiment was illegal and the fewer people who knew about it, the better. Although you have been very healthy every year since then, I think you should know the truth.”
She leaned in close to Eno and whispered: “I felt a long time ago that something wasn’t quite right with Ivan, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I only had a hazy feeling, no one would believe me. I spent a couple of years sending people to follow him and found that he had been sneaking in and out of the Kersi house a lot over the past two years. I even began to suspect that not only you were the price for getting the gene fragments, but Ivan was also involved in some of their illegal experiments. I have a hunch that they’re planning something, something very scary…… I’m telling you this today so that you don’t trust the Kersi family too much after you get married, always be vigilant and take care of yourself, okay?”
Allie’s words were so informative that Eno was unable to react for a moment and could only nod in a daze.
“When Lea and Drake gets married, I’ll have no more worries, and I’ll have an open and honest talk with Ivan. If Ivan is doing something wrong, I will make sure to correct him, for the sake of our future stability.” Allie’s beautiful, affectionate eyes shone with a determination Eno had never seen before, “Eno, no matter what, you must live well and be happy. Your future has to be your own, but in case you are desperate, come home, there will always be me and Lea waiting for you at home.”
“I love you.”
Eno’s feet felt like they were nailed to the ground as he watched Allie’s frail back disappear at the end of the corridor. His mind was very confused. One moment, he turned out to be so much luckier than he thought, the next moment, what was wrong with father, is it safe for Lea to stay at home, should I inform Drake and ask him to take Lea away and forget about it.
He was lost in thought when suddenly a hand came around from behind and wrapped itself affectionately around his waist. At the tip of his nose was the smell of pheromones that Eno had tried so hard to familiarise himself with over the past two days, and little Kersi kissed his earlobe and smiled: “Been looking for you for a long time, caught you.”
Eno forced a smile: “How long have you been here?”
“Hmm. A while.” Little Kersi leaned in close to his chest and enthusiastically lowered his head to sniff the glands on the back of his neck, “You smell so good.”
Eno smiled shyly and turned his head to kiss little Kersi in an effort to please his future Alpha. their pheromones mingled as little Kersi repeatedly grabbed the soft flesh on the back of his neck, eagerly to bite into it. Startled by his urgency, Eno pushed him away with a little force in his hands and leaned back against the carved wall pillar to catch his breath.
Hostility flickered across little Kersi’s face, the polite smile remained: “What’s wrong?”
“Wait until tomorrow.” Eno stalled him in a panic, “I want to do the marking after the wedding.”
Little Kersi said okay as his body came up to kiss him again, nibbling haphazardly on his lips for a temporary mark. Eno coped with his kisses for a long time before he heard his voice that couldn’t hide his excitement, “I’ve got an appointment with some friends on the capital planet tonight, would you like to hang out?”
Eno hesitated: “Let’s wait until tomorrow…”
“We’ll go straight back to York tomorrow. They’re all my good buddies, and my wife is so beautiful, of course I want to show them.” The little Kersi said frowning, the intimidating pressure belonging to the Alpha coming directly towards him through the marking effect, “You’re not willing?”
Eno actually wanted to go and sleep with Lea at night, but he didn’t want to disobey his Alpha and didn’t want to upset him before the wedding. He finally nodded, and with a smile on his face, little Kersi made an appointment with him at a fairly well-known bar in town dedicated to gatherings of the rich second-generation officers and soldiers.
After little Kersi left, Eno was so depressed that he didn’t want to go down and call his relatives, who usually didn’t see him once in a hundred and eighty years, and decided to be rebellious for once. He slipped silently into the crowd downstairs, grabbed a bottle of beer from an inconspicuous corner cabinet, slipped back into his bedroom, took off his fancy dress and changed into a light black casual suit, and went downstairs through the window.
He finally sat down on the long-attempted wall and indulgently tilted his head back to take a sip, the taste of hard work stimulating his brain to drowsiness. He stared sullenly at the entrance to the alleyway at his feet. Inside the wall was a bustling crowd, and he seemed to have been outside the wall all along, a wall that seemed like a rift in the sky, and he would never be able to blend in.
The cold autumn breeze was so cold that it cut into his tender face like a knife, but Eno was unaware of it until half a bottle of beer went down his throat and his body warmed up on its own. He was not a very good drinker, and he was already a little dizzy by now. When he heard a familiar voice in a trance, he turned around to see Drake and, thinking it was a drunken hallucination, turned back.
It wasn’t until Drake called out to him again that he reacted and stared at him for a long time, unsure of what to say.
What else could be said, they were about to part ways here, each to their own destiny. Eno decided to leave him with one last gallant back. He jumped off the high wall, stumbled two steps into the darkness and blended into the endless night, casually hailed a taxi at the end of the alley and drove to the bar that little Kersi had told him about.
As soon as he got out of the car, Eno was startled by the large, blindingly bright purple sign and had to look three times in the bright light before confirming that it was this bar. He had never been to a place like this before and was a bit sceptical until a waiter came up to him and asked if he had a reservation.
Eno reported little Kersi’s name and the waiter smiled knowingly and led Eno into the bar, across the dark, through the hot dance floor with an undercurrent, to the outside of the booth hall.. From the doorway Eno heard little Kersi’s unbridled laughter, and when he lifted the heavy curtain, the sight inside sent chills down his spine.
Little Kersi was sitting on the main seat, kissing a hot, beautiful Omega with his arm around her. Several Alpha’s had their arms around one or more Omega, giggling and talking about their bodies, raising glasses of crimson liquid, sometimes shaking a few drops onto the Omega’s puffy breasts and licking them away with a lewd grin, evoking a series of loose moans. The Alpha who was having the most fun, with his red hair, was the same one who had blocked Eno at the stairway in middle school!
Eno stood in the doorway, feeling nothing but cold hands and feet, even his teeth were chattering. Perhaps it was because his black outfit blended in so well with his surroundings that it took quite a while before anyone noticed him and little Kersi gave him a big wave and called him over.
Eno walked over with his stiff hands and feet, looked round at the group of Alpha’s and sat down next to little Kersi with a cold face. The redhead whistled wistfully at him: “Oh, so the new brother-in-law1it was sister-in-law in the raws is our school flower Eno. Kersi, I’m so sorry for almost sleeping with your Omega.”
“What?” Little Kersi forcefully stuffed a glass of red wine into Eno’s hand, with a playful tone, “My Laopo2term of endearment for one’s wife, kinda like calling wifey seduced you?”
“How could it be.: The redhead smiled sourly, “I saw our school flower and wanted to talk to him, but out of nowhere a stupid Alpha came out of nowhere and wanted to save him… coincidentally, coincidentally!”
The room burst into laughter and little Kersi gave Eno a nudge on the back and said with a laugh: “Go on, give him a toast, let’s laugh it off and forget the enmity, shall we?”
Eno’s fingers clenched around the goblet, revealing jagged bones. He stood up with pursed lips and reached out to splash red wine all over the redhead. There was silence for ten seconds before the redhead wiped his face, shook his liquor-stained leather jacket and laughed loudly, “Brother-in-law’s got a temperament hahahahaha I like it! Bring on the energy!”
The people next to him shouted that there was no point in you liking it and burst into laughter. Eno sighed in silent relief and sat down tossing his cup casually on the table. Little Kersi had his arm around him without a care in the world, and his other arm was around the beautiful Omega from earlier, hugging left and right comfortably.
They continued to talk about certain things that Eno couldn’t quite understand. Almost every one of them had a job found by a powerful parent and could easily earn a lot of merit points to spend, yet they sat together spouting off about their stereotypical and boring bosses and making mean jokes about every single person around them. The annoying job, the unpleasant Omega from the family marriage and the unspeakable family dealings, all of which could be brought up in a few words and turned into a few maniacal laughs over the clinking of glasses.
Eno’s bones were cold, and he could never have imagined that he would be confronted with such a group of Alpha’s after leaving his greenhouse where he was well cared for, his hopes for the future shattering in a flash and bursting into a crisp ringing in his ears as he hung his head slightly to hide the look of disgust on his face. That is, until someone saw the smooth back of his neck and called out for little Kersi to mark him.
With a heated grin, little Kersi grabbed Eno by the hair and forced him to tilt his head back, opening his mouth to kiss him. Eno’s mind was muddled and he accepted his invasion helplessly, but he heard the whistle beside him grow louder and harsher.
“What’s a temporary mark!” The redhead led the chorus, “Kersi, are you still a fucking Alpha, why are you pretending to be innocent?”
The laughter around them was suddenly noisy, a deafening clamour on the verge of breaking through the small, suffocating room. Eno felt a pair of hands unbuckling his belt, and as he reached to stop them, he heard little Kersi whisper in his ear, “Don’t be so cold, cooperate a bit. Baobei3an endearment, means baby, give me some face.”
As if a cold steel needle had been driven into his brain, Eno instantly sobered up and pushed Kersi away with all his strength, standing up and looking at him while panting. Little Kersi’s face changed suddenly. Unexpectedly, Eno was more fierce than him. He smashed a red wine bottle with his backhand, held half of the bottle and pointed at them with broken glass shards, and slowly exited the room.
He ran wildly outside the bar and hailed a taxi home, only to see a raging fire that consumed everything he had come to cherish and rely on.
The raging fire blocked his way and the fire engine was stuck in a narrow alleyway, unable to get through, so he watched as the flames grew, taking a few shots with a few water guns that were useless. It was only in the early light of day that a couple of fire-fighting helicopters from a neighbouring planet helped to extinguish the blaze.
Eno was on his knees crying out in front of the ashen wreckage when he was suddenly lifted by the back of the neck and thrown against a thick utility pole, buzzing in his ears. Little Kersi clamped down on him almost brutally, his sharp canine teeth piercing the glands at the back of his neck and injecting a strong dose of Alpha pheromones.
He vainly propped up Eno, who had cried until his vocal cords were hoarse, and said maliciously against his ear: “Eno, you see, I saved you.”
“If it hadn’t been for me, you would have died with your brother. I’m the one who kept you alive, and you must be eternally grateful. Do you understand, my Omega?”
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