From the moment Jiang Tang’s body turned cold in Lu Yinghuai’s arms, Lu Yinghuai seemed to have died with him.
He held Jiang Tang’s light body in his arms, unwilling to let go for a moment, his dying soul filled with pain.
Jiang Tang seemed to be thinner than he was a year ago, and the white sweater that originally fit him well now hung loosely on him.
How painful was it to have a bullet pierce the body, how painful was it to have pheromones drained out, how painful was it to have glands cut out? Other omegas would cry if their skin was slightly scraped, but his little omega never even cried out a word of “pain”.
Lu Yinghuai sat on the balcony for an entire night, holding a blood-stained plush puppy pendant that had fallen from Jiang Tang.
A year ago, when Lu Danchen robbed the Lu family’s property and locked Lu Yinghuai in the basement, that was the first and only time that Lu Yinghuai bowed his head and begged for mercy.
He only asked Lu Danchen to let Jiang Tang go, no matter what grudges there were between them, Jiang Tang was innocent. Lu Danchen agreed, but Jiang Tang did not leave.
Not only did Jiang Tang not leave, he also became Lu Danchen’s underling.
Everyone regarded Jiang Tang as a “traitor”, including Lu Yinghuai.
Jiang Tang was only 19 years old at that time, and he went down a road of no return with everyone’s misunderstanding. In order to win Lu Danchen’s trust, Jiang Tang blocked two bullets for him. One of them pierced Jiang Tang’s right wrist.
Fang Mu told Lu Yinghuai all the truth. If Jian Tang hadn’t been exposed by accident, he had no intention of involving anyone else in this matter.
Until his death, he never made any excuses for his “betrayal”.
Lu Yinghuai always thought Jiang Tang didn’t like him.
But now he would rather Jiang Tang didn’t like him, would rather Jiang Tang was really Lu Danchen’s subordinate, he would rather Jiang Tang kill him, then clearly see the reluctance in Jiang Tang’s eyes but being unable to keep him.
Jiang Tang was still so young, he was only twenty years old.
The next day was Jiang Tang’s funeral. Lu Yinghuai’s hair turned gray overnight, and his always straight figure became hunched.
Dark clouds rolled, the wind howled, the rain poured down, and even the air was so oppressive that it made it hard to breathe.
It was called a funeral, but in fact, from cremation to burial, only a few of Lu Yinghuai’s familiar friends attended, and not even a shadow of the Jiang family showed up.
After everyone left, Lu Yinghuai stood in front of the tombstone in a trance, standing in the rain all night. In the end, he didn’t know how he ended up returning to the basement where he had been imprisoned for more than a year.
By the time he gained awareness, he had already closed the basement door.
In his hazy memory, he returned home once and eagerly opened the door of the master bedroom, but he could not sense any Jiang Tang’s pheromones.
He could only come here.
In the dim light, he immediately saw the old syringe lying on the ground.
Lu Yinghuai stumbled over, picked it up and put it close to his nose like a drug addict. The dried blood still contained the last trace of Jiang Tang’s pheromones.
Jiang Tang’s pheromone was icicle flower, and the flower language of icicle flower was selfless and brave love.
The sweet fragrance of the flowers made Lu Yinghuai’s heart tremble. It made him extremely obsessed and nostalgic, but at the same time it could not fill the missing piece in his heart.
Lu Yinghuai turned his head and looked at the mouldy corner. The straw mat was still there, dirty, messy and stained with blood. The iron handcuffs that had originally trapped him were thrown aside.
He walked over as if possessed by a ghost and sat down.
He just had to sit here, and Jiang Tang would come here every day.
After he cuffed his feet and wanted to cuff his hands as well, he suddenly remembered that Jiang Tang seemed to like being hugged by him.
His hands cannot be handcuffed. So when Jiang Tang comes, he will hug Jiang Tang.
The light bulb above his head flickered twice, and the room fell into darkness.
Lu Yinghuai sat in the darkness, staring at the direction of the door. He heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling several times, and joy surged in his heart. As he waited with bated breath, he found that the sound was gone again.
He stayed like this for four or five days without eating or drinking, and Jiang Tang never came over once.
There was no scent of Jiang Tang in the syringe anymore, and Lu Yinghuai remembered what was in his body.
Didn’t Jiang Tang give him his pheromones?
He took out the razor blade that Jiang Tang had used from his pocket and stabbed it hard into the back of his neck.
Severe pain accompanied by dizziness and difficulty in breathing caused by the loss of pheromones swept over him, and Lu Yinghuai’s clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat.
…So it’s such a painful feeling, a pain that even S-class Alphas cannot endure, but his Omega never mentioned a word about it.
…
The tip of the knife sank into the skin, and bright red blood spurted out from the pale, slender back of the neck.
“Jiang Tang!!!” Lu Yinghuai opened his eyes suddenly, his heartbeat was as violent as a drum, making him nauseas. A long roar sounded in his ears, and the smell of fir trees instantly filled the dim room.
“Ah Huai, what’s wrong?” Shi Feicheng came closer, with a wireless communicator in his left ear and a pistol with a silencer in his hand.
Lu Yinghuai looked at himself. He was also wearing a tactical uniform with his shirt open. His abdomen was hastily wrapped with several bandages and blood was oozing from the right side.
“What mission?”
“The second son of Tiancai Group has been kidnapped.” Shi Feicheng replied. Lu Yinghuai was injured when he covered them and was in a coma for a short while. It was normal for him to have temporary amnesia.
Lu Yinghuai’s heart skipped a beat.
This was clearly a task from two years ago.
He took out his cell phone and looked at the date, sure enough.
A scalding force quickly swept through his body, and his fingers began to tremble involuntarily, but he did not show it on his face. He just said lightly: “I’ll leave it to you guys later. I’ll take a leave.”
The most difficult part of this mission had passed, and the follow-up was not difficult. Any two Alphas could handle it easily , not to mention that they now have four or five A-level Alphas here.
Shi Feicheng raised his eyebrows in surprise: “You, a workaholic, also need to take leave? I thought you wanted to rot in the team.”
Lu Yinghuai glanced out of the window. It was already completely dark and it was still raining. He supported himself on the windowsill and climbed out nimbly, leaving under the cover of night.
Shi Feicheng’s voice came from the communicator in his right ear: “Remember to go to the hospital to treat your wounds.”
Go to what damn hospital.
Realizing that he was reborn, Lu Yinghuai had only one thought – he wanted to see Jiang Tang very badly.
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