PM Chapter 78

最佳契合 (Perfect Match) – 十九瑶

Chapter 78

　　The clear sign of losing appetite for food in omegas usually gets triggered by just one thing.

Heat cycle.

The omega will instinctively refuse to eat so that its intestines are empty before the heat cycle and the reproductive cavity stays clean. At first, it would be hard to eat meat. Then, grains and veggies. Twenty-four hours before heat, it would be hard to swallow even semi-liquid foods like oatmeal.

Based on how He An is feeling right now, he could go into heat at any time.

However, Zheng Feiluan knew deep down that being in heat right now wasn’t a good idea.

You have to admit, he wants to have sex with He An in his dreams as much as in his waking life. Over the last few years, he has never given He An a great sex experience—only pain. If he can endure a long heat cycle, it can become a pleasant memory.

But certainly not today.

The skin on the back of He An’s neck was still delicate and couldn’t take the bite, and his glands had just healed. Second, being in heat increases your chances of becoming pregnant. He An’s own body hadn’t been properly cared for. He has colds and fevers all the time, so he doesn’t have any extra strength for the baby.

Even if strength wasn’t a problem, the time was bad.

It will be graduation season in Yuanjiang next June. If he becomes pregnant now, the baby will be about seven months old by then. He An has already missed out on opportunities as a result of Linglan. This time, he studied day and night and worked tirelessly to get his diploma. He couldn’t give He An another child and allow him to go to the defense with a full belly.

And once in heat, the primitive reproductive impulse takes over, and He An may not be able to control it.

“He An, you know why you threw up, right?” Zheng Feiluan asked in a low voice.

He An eagerly nodded slowly.

“Yeah, I know.”

He knew all too well the feeling of unreasonable anorexia from his experience as an omega who had gone through multiple heat cycles as an adult. But he refused to believe it, so he grabbed the soup next to him and took a sip. The soup now just has shredded green onions, dried shrimp, and chopped eggs. There wasn’t a drop of oil visible because it was so thin, but it tasted so greasy that it was hard to swallow.

He An held the soup bowl with slightly trembling fingers.

It’s been nearly three years.

Even though it had been almost three years since his last nightmarish heat, he still remembered the cold nights, the sense of being alone in the dark with no one to speak to, and the powerlessness of being abandoned to his fate, like a lamb led to slaughter.

“It’s too fast, Feiluan—I don’t want to do it. I don’t want to do it yet, I’m not ready…”

He An bowed his head and said it three times, really deeply.

Zheng Feiluan gently took the soup bowl away from him and said, “I know you don’t want to. We’ll ask the doctor later if there’s any way we can delay it for a few months, okay?”

“…Okay.”

“But He An, listen…” Zheng Feiluan put his hand on his shoulder, touched his face, and said, “Don’t be scared if we really can’t delay it more. Remember, I’m completely with you. Whatever your body wants, I’m the perfect alpha for you, and I can satisfy it. Tell me how it feels, whether it’s uncomfortable, comfortable, painful, or pleasant. I promise that this time I will give you an enjoyable heat cycle.”

He An gave him a long, intense look before nodding.

Zheng Feiluan gave him a tight hug and a deep kiss on the forehead.

You can’t build without breaking it first. When an omega is in heat, it’s like a fragile glass container; it breaks at the first sign of pressure. On the other hand, this makes it easy for him to trust the alpha who looks after him. Zheng Feiluan believed that if God really wanted to give him this chance to fix the cracks, he would take it and make up for everything he had done wrong in the past.

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　　In the end, they chose to let nature do its thing.

It wasn’t because there weren’t any ways to postpone heat cycles at the hospital. In fact, the pheromone specialist had an adequate supply of both oral medications and injections. However, when Zheng Feiluan made inquiries of Dr. Ji, he denied them graciously.

“From a professional standpoint, I advise you to accept this estrus, even though it comes quickly.”

Dr. Ji told them, especially He An, with a kind smile on his face, “Gland healing is a complicated process that usually takes all the functions to finish. And among these “all functions,” the estrus period is the most important one. You have definitely been getting better with Mr. Zheng’s help over the last three days. Once this heat cycle is over, we’ll be able to say for sure that your glands are fully healed and there are no more concerns.”

Zheng Feiluan said with worry, “But we have no plans to have more children yet.”

“We can manage that.” Ji Changhai quickly came up with a prescription, “Make sure to take a pill every day for three days after the heat cycle is over. Although the contraceptive has a 97% success rate, considering your compatibility… it could be a while, and its efficacy could drop by 20%.”

“Thank you, Doc.”

He An carefully folded the prescription form three times and put it in his pocket.

After He An’s pheromone test came back normal, Zheng Feiluan escorted him out of the hospital and back home at noon that day, as the omega must spend his heat cycle in an environment he feels most comfortable in.

Dr. Ji also gave them a present after discharge.

When He An got in the car, he took the layers out of the box and pulled out a decal. The decal is about the size of a grapefruit, and it features a three-circle design that represents a biological hazard. However, it’s not in the usual yellow and black color, but a bright and cute pink and white.

“What… does this mean?” He turned to ask Zheng Feiluan.

With a smirk on his face, Zheng Feiluan replied, “We should put it on the bedroom door so no one comes in by accident while in the middle of… you know.”

“…Oh.”

He An put the decal to its packaging in silence, secretly promising to keep this present and never use it again.

Zheng Feiluan spoke again, “Don’t forget to let Cheng Xiu know that you’re safe. If you don’t, he might come see you early tomorrow morning with a suitcase with him.”

He An asked curiously, “Is he that worried about me?”

“You know him best.” Zheng Feiluan said with a smile, “He went on strike three times a day, morning, noon, and night, as soon as he learned of what had happened to you. He needed to see you and Dai Xiao already did everything possible to stop him—He An, talk to him and tell him that he can come to Yuanjiang after a week, please?”

“Okay, I will.”

He An nodded at Zheng Feiluan, his heart overflowing with warmth.

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　　Yuanjiang’s snow has only recently begun to fall, and the sun is warm.

Yan Ning waited at No. 12 Gardenia West Street’s door early while holding Linglan’s hand. Linglan was dressed in a soft khaki velvet coat and a white cotton skirt. She appeared gentle, yet tears lingered in her eyes. Finally, she couldn’t hold back her sniffling and tears as she watched He An step out of the car.

They hadn’t seen each other in four days, and He An missed her so much that his heart hurt. He carried her and kissed her for a bit until she relaxed.

Mrs. Zhou made the most of the morning by clearing the yard and laying a log path. The family went up the path and into the house. The fire in the fireplace was very bright, and the pine wood smelled amazing. On the table, beside a bowl of sugar and fresh milk, a pot of Lapsang Souchong black tea was brought from the kitchen. The warm air in the living room made people feel sleepy.

The sofa sank quietly, and Linglan went onto He An, sniffing his neck and exclaiming happily, “Dad smells so good.”

He An smiled and asked, “Really?”

It was a relief for him that, unlike the last gland replacement, there had been no rejection between them.

Zheng Feiluan held He An in one hand and caressed Linglan’s soft hair with the other. Watching Mrs. Zhou tell her helpers how to move boxes of his clothes up to the second floor and hearing the sound of pine wood crackling in the fireplace made him feel like his heart was full of joy.

Yan Ning sat in the rocking chair, flipping through a book, and smiled, “Feiluan, it’s a tradition here not to allow alphas to stay overnight. But today is a special day, so I’ll let you off the hook.”

Zheng Feiluan quickly bowed and said, “Thank you, Dad.”

“I’ll take care of Linglan while you… look after yourselves, understood?” Yan Ning gave an implied warning.

“Yes, Uncle.”

He An nodded.

Yang Ning observed the three people squeezing together on the couch. After a long time, he bowed his head and smiled lightly, feeling relieved.

After all, they were still in love, and they didn’t make the mistake of breaking up in the middle like the generation before them. If they could get married, Yan Ning’s own regrets would go away.

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　　On that fateful night, Linglan was tempted to sleep at Grandpa Yan Ning’s house, leaving her two fathers all alone in the bedroom. Because, according to timing calculations, He An’s heat cycle begins at midnight at the latest.

Even so, He An didn’t show any signs of being in heat until after ten o’clock. The air around him felt cool and warm, and he was breathing normally. After his shower, he took a citrus-flavored nutritional supplement and held it in his lips. He sat near the window, reading quietly.

The snow outside the window was reflecting light by several rows of small lanterns in the courtyard, creating a magical effect. Turning the tree crowns, stones, and roof tiles all silvery-white.

Zheng Feiluan looked at He An’s toes that were sticking out from the blanket. He felt like his mouth was dry, and it hurt down there, but he couldn’t touch it, so he had to go to the bathroom and sigh.

He An pursed his lips.

He knew Zheng Feiluan had been waiting with bated breath for a whole day, but… but he still didn’t feel anything yet.

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　　With the sound of water echoing from the bathroom, He An flipped another page of the book.

The name of this book is “The Traveler of Resentment.” It is the life story of an omega poet from forty years ago. It recounts the seemingly contradictory events and profound realizations that occurred during his life. It was among four books on the nightstand when he returned to the room later that evening.

The book is quite old. It doesn’t appear to be new, and the cutouts aren’t stamped with the library’s red mark, implying that it wasn’t borrowed. He didn’t realize it until he took the book in his hands and turned to the title page, where a name was written in beautiful handwriting——

Yan Ning.

All of these books belong to Yan Ning.

Indeed, his Uncle Yan wasn’t always so calm. When he was younger, he was probably hurting and confused. Because he knew He An was going through the same thing, he decided to give He An the book that had inspired him in the past.

As he held these books, it made He An think of how young Yan Ning was looking for answers page by page, and he wasn’t lonely at all.

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　　After some time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Zheng Feiluan then walked out wearing a bathrobe.

He seemed like he was a complete virgin. He used very childish tricks to get He An to adore him. He purposely tied the straps of his bathrobe very loosely, showing off a lot of his chest and abdominal muscles, and he let water drip down his strong arms. He kept moving his cock around to make it look bigger while he was wearing underwear. Suddenly, he stroked it by mistake, making its shape somewhat too obvious.

When He An looked up from the page and saw this scene, he tried not to smile and turned his eyes away.

However, it became clear that He An was becoming distracted after a while. As he held the book, a flush spread across his cheeks, his breathing was labored as his chest heaved up and down, and he impatiently rubbed his pink and white toes under the blanket.

Zheng Feiluan couldn’t help but secretly rejoice.

But he had no idea that He An wasn’t reacting to his half-nakedness at all. Instead, He An’s head was filled with something completely different.

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　　The blanket slipped down from his knees, its smooth folds covering a corner of the book. The omega, who was reading by the window, was carried to bed by the alpha. After a while, the lights in the bedroom were switched off, leaving it in complete darkness. The only light was the dim lamp at the far end of the bed.

He An leaned on Zheng Feiluan’s arm and held his waist while lightly kissing his forehead and saying affectionate words from time to time.

Stick to the rules, don’t force him, and don’t hurt him.

He An knew that Zheng Feiluan intended to give him an incredibly gentle heat cycle to alleviate the unpleasant memories of the past, so he watched after his feelings in every manner, which appeared to be what He An himself desired.

But he knew deep down that this wasn’t what he wanted.

Truthfully, it isn’t.

The temperature of He An’s body shot up, and his breath grew hotter as it brushed against Zheng Feiluan’s chest while he held onto his nightshirt’s sleeve with trembling fingers. He couldn’t help himself, swallowed his saliva thirstily, and whispered, “Feiluan, I… I want…”

Words aren’t coming out.

He An resisted for a moment, but the itching got too bad, so he had to say it once more, “I want… want to see you…”

“How do you like to see me?” Zheng Feiluan asked warmly.

“I… want… to see you in a suit.”

Zheng Feiluan was taken aback by the unexpectedly simple request and asked, “Now?”

“Mm-hmm.”

He An’s voice was low, and he was too embarrassed to lift his head.

“Why are you so embarrassed?” Zheng Feiluan chuckled, “It’s nothing unusual. Come here, I’ll show you.”

After saying that, he got up from the bed and switched on the lamp by the bedside. When he glanced down, he noticed He An nestled under the cover, like a mimosa. He sneakily lifted his eyes and caught him looking at him with eager anticipation. Then He An quickly pulled his head back into the blanket, only his wavy, fluffy hair sticking out.

What’s happening?

Although Zheng Feiluan felt strange, he thought He An was even cuter.

He got out of bed and opened the walk-in closet. He was about to remove his nightshirt and shut the door when a panicked voice yelled out, “Don’t, don’t close it!”

He An jumped up from the bed, grabbed the blanket, and got down on his knees in the corner of the bed. He sat down on his heels, staring at Zheng Feiluan, and then stayed still.

“You want to… watch me change into them?”

“…Yes.”

He An gave a guilty nod.

After some thinking, Zheng Feiluan definitely knew why. He smirked and pretended not to see He An anymore, treating the early morning as if he were just getting ready to go to work. He began by taking off his shirt. Then he put on his trousers and picked out a belt to make them fit better. After that, he wore a plain white polo. He fixed the collar and buttoned the mother-of-pearl buttons from top to bottom. The shirt’s hem was perfectly tucked into his pants’ waistline. At the wrist, the cuffs were just the right length—not too long or too short.

The suit jacket was custom-made, with sharp edges and corners, and nothing from the shoulders to the waist was unfit. After putting it on neatly, Zheng Feiluan shook the collar as a habit, brushed his shoulders, and then turned to face He An.

“Is this alright?” he asked in a very polite tone.

“And… and a tie, too…” Not happy with what he got, He An made a weak demand.

Zheng Feiluan took a tie off the rack and was about to tie it himself, but before he could, he heard He An shout, “Give it to me! I, um… I’ll help you…”

His voice went up and down, revealing the hidden excitement in his heart.

He An tensed up and reached out his hand to Zheng Feiluan with a look of anticipation, his gaze fixed on the object as if it were precious, because he wanted this tie so badly.

The blanket he had been holding onto slipped from his waist, and his pajamas showed a bulge in the middle that pushed against the cotton. The strong, passionate scent of lily of the valley fills the air, stained with a lusty, ripe, and sweet lust.

Zheng Feiluan’s eyes got a little darker right away.

He walked over to He An, stood in front of him, and gave him the tie himself. He An mustered all his might to stand up, opened Zheng Feiluan’s collar, placed the dark silk tie around his neck, and started to tie it with all seriousness.

There were absolutely no mistakes, even though the fingers were a little shaky.

He looked down at He An’s serious face, and Zheng Feiluan instantly realized something.

People who know how to tie their own ties may not be able to do it well for others because their point of view is different. This includes He An, who never wears a suit.

This means He An must have practiced specifically.

For the person he loves.

For him.

Zheng Feiluan thought he needed to remember and cherish another thing today.

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　　Hold the tie in your left hand and the big collar in your right. Carefully pull the big collar down, tie it tightly, and move it to the middle of the shirt. Then, turn down the white collar.

He held the necktie in his left hand, pinched the large collar with his right hand, gently pushed it down, tied it tightly, moved it side to side to the middle position, and pulled down the white collar.

He An then gently drew his hand back and placed it over his chest.

He crouched on the side of the bed, gazing up at the well-dressed and gorgeous alpha in front of him. He was sweating profusely, his legs were trembling wildly, and his eyes looked somewhat moist.

He prefers Zheng Feiluan like this more than anyone else.

More than everyone else.

It’s getting harder to control his emotions and urges while he’s looking at him.

He had always secretly wanted to put Zheng Feiluan’s tie himself so that he could have some control over this respectable figure. But in the past, he could never wait until sunrise.

“Feiluan.”

He An muttered hoarsely, “Feiluan.”

He leaned in close to Zheng Feiluan, affectionately held his waist, and caressed his cheek against the shirt’s soft fabric. He then lifted his head back up, locked eyes with Zheng Feiluan, and delicately bit down on a white mother-of-pearl button with his own teeth.

This is a hint of seduction.

He An wanted to be calm and take the initiative before his raging desire ate up his every rational thought.

It’s my wish, so don’t hold back.

He said it with his eyes.

Zheng Feiluan hugged He An and laid him down on the bed. He reached under his pajamas, caressed his plump buttocks, and ran his fingers down his deep crotch. His fingertips were instantly drenched in the slick, moist fluid, and as he continued to move, they suddenly broke into the slightly opened hole.

“Ungh!”

He An stretched out his neck and let out a small gasp. It was so loud that Zheng Feiluan felt sweat running down his forehead.

His omega was in heat, and he knew it.

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Translated and edited by janemoyu (08/10/24)