Plato's Little Star [ABO]

The deep blue waters of the Cristo Sea embrace the white foam and kiss the sea dams and rocks constantly.The fruit stalls on Mellors Street still sell tropical to temperate fruits, and the aromas of mango, pineapple and passion fruit mixed with the smell of the sea linger in the air.

Barnett, wearing a hat and mask, directs traffic at the corner of Mellors Street.Hollander did not recognize him. "Hey!" He stopped Olande, took off his mask, and said insincerely, "I apologize to you."

Olande looked at the young man in front of him with a face full of beatings, "Sorry, I don't seem to know you."

"It's too fake, you know me," Barnett took off his baseball cap and stroked his brown prickly hair, "I'm Barnett, and I'm doing volunteer labor for you—I know your name is Oland, and you're a Omega."

Olande suddenly felt that many things seemed to have happened in his previous life. He was about to forget his little brother Barnett. In the past, there were many Alphas worse than Barnett on the streets of Christopher area. I do not accept an apology. I am indeed an Omega." Olande took out his new ID card from his windbreaker pocket, and the five letters "Omega" were printed in the second gender column.

Barnett suddenly asked without thinking: "So why don't you like me?" Then he added: "I am Alpha, you are Omega. I liked you at that time."

"Huh? Why should I like you?" Olande was full of question marks, "Uh...you mean, because I am an Omega, you like me? That's called possessiveness and sexual drive. If you like me, in You can tell me when you think I'm a Beta."

"You changed boyfriends. Your last boyfriend didn't mark you, he was impotent? I can satisfy you." Barnett looked provocatively at Alpha coming from a distance - he has short light blonde hair , The sea breeze blew his hair a little messy, and the sun fell into his eyes at a certain moment, giving his blue eyeballs a velvety and shining texture in an instant.

Before Barnett could react, he had already been kicked half-kneeling on the ground by Olande. Olande pressed his arm on the back of his neck, "I didn't change my boyfriend, and my lover cut his hair. Abstinence doesn't mean Without ability, love is not having sex with random objects of pleasure. Barnett, I hope you pay attention to what you say, Omega can still blow your dog's head."

Olande let go of his arm, and Barnett dared not speak out. He squatted on the flower bed, took out a cigarette and squeezed the popping beads inside as if venting his anger, and held the cigarette between his lips.A familiar Beta came over and took out a cigarette from Barnett's mouth, "Kids are not allowed to smoke." He lit the thin cigarette as he spoke, and took a puff between his fingers.

"Fuck! Stay away from me!" Barnett pointed his middle finger at him, put on his baseball cap and angrily went to perform the task of directing traffic.He shouted behind Olande: "It will rain soon!"

Plato, who came over, said "Thank you for reminding" for Orlande, and Orlande handed Plato a can of malt wine.Plato pulled the ring, and the gas in the can made a soft "呲" sound, and the golden malt-flavored liquid and extremely fine bubbles could be seen through the thin transparent straw.

Hollander asked Plato: "Oh Plato, did you cut your hair?"

"Cool?" Plato held the can in one hand and touched the back of his neck. "The reason for cutting hair is still a secret."

Olande nodded, "Very cool."

"Then can Olande live with the cool Plato?" Plato looked at Olande expectantly, and he seemed to be talking casually, as if he was asking Olande if he wanted to go and see him together. football game.

Olande pretended to think about it, "Well, Olande Dawson said he agreed."

Under the cedar trees on the mountainside of Emerald, there is a moist, earthy mist, and white horse bones bloom sporadically with white fluffy flowers, in order to pay homage to the Indian princess's beloved dog, Stupa.

Pratou, leaning on an outcropping of metamorphic rock, relayed the words of the Indian translator to Hollander: "The translator told us that day, in Indian religion, humans and animals are like different parts of a wheel, and this wheel is not Turning the long road of life without stopping, life is reincarnated between humans and animals."

Orlande touched the suppressant in his pocket, and the stupa was engraved with Ganesha, "In Hinduism, there is the god Ganesha with an elephant head and a human body. In ancient Greek mythology, there is Narcissus who turned into a daffodil. Chinese people like natural aesthetics. People and nature, animals and plants cannot be completely separated."

Plato handed a key to Olande, "Except God. God does not agree to say this--God created man in the image of God, and made man rule over the fish in the sea, the birds in the air, the livestock on the ground and All the ground, and all the insects that crawl on it. God's heaven is only for man, and in heaven there is only the solitary rule of man as a species. Man is the absolute ruler cut off from nature."

Olander made a strong distinction between humans and animals not long ago—he thought that humans as absolute rulers could be easily separated from nature. At that time, he denied human desires related to the flesh, such as estrus.

Olande and Plato walked slowly down the mountain along the cedar forest, and the inhibitor that was still in Olande's pocket just now stood on the metamorphic rock behind them.The tits pecked at the plump and juicy red berries and small wild grapes, occasionally calling twice.

Olande raised his eyebrows and said: "Besides God, science and excessive rationality tell human beings that we are incomparably great. Let us once again deny nature and inflatedly conclude that we can dominate the universe. We are denying our own nature as human beings." sex."

"Or similar to the naturalness of animals. The reason why we are complicated is that human beings hover between pure divinity and pure animality." Plato suddenly laughed out of nowhere, "There is Lots of nice thighs, Olande has beautifully shaped lips. I love flesh. Olande, when I first met you, I said stupid things, now I have a chance to correct those words?"

"for example……?"

"For example, I said that the estrus period turns people into beasts. Beasts have not made any mistakes." Plato touched Orlande's lips, and he smelled pheromone, "What you just said made me realize , Actually, I don't want to just fall in love with one brain and have pure spiritual communication. I thought about that scene-two brains communicating with brain waves, which is a bit scary."

"The silent woods are listening, one leaf, one green ear." Olande hummed a tune casually and licked Plato's finger. He looked into Plato's eyes with a smile, and the lush vegetation covered Plato's The eyes are dyed green like jewels.Large swaths of rosemary swayed in the wind, shaking all straight or angular lines into gentle waves.

Olande said: "I put the inhibitor on the mountain. In other words, I don't want to continue to deny myself as an Omega. The animal nature bestowed on humans by nature may be good sometimes." The inexplicable throbbing came from Olande's Down the spine to his brain and body, "Plato, can you please kiss the back of my neck?"

The image of Pula was submerged by something huge. He touched the Omega glands on the back of Orlander's neck, "I thought I could keep the secret of cutting my hair for a long time," the breeze blowing his light golden hair, " But now it seems time to tell my Olander. I'm hiding the secret under my turtleneck until you see it with your own eyes. Alpha is so pitiful," he raised his eyebrows, "his loved ones can't help it. His mark will last forever."

Olande saw the six-pointed star tattooed on the back of Plato's neck. If Plato was an Omega, it happened to be the location of the Omega gland. "Hmm... so this is my mark on you?"

"Well, a two-way mark. I cut off my hair so that others can see the mark of Olande on the back of my neck. You can bite the back of my neck when you make|love." Plato hugged Olande, Orlander smelled the pheromones of cedarwood and bergamot.Plato licked the back of his neck, "Actually, I wanted to take a bite here a long time ago, when you weren't paying attention."

The author has something to say: Barnett: I like...

Officer Beta: Oh, you like me.

Annoyed Barnett: Shit, I said I hope you get out!

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"Soul...for I myself am my own hindrance." From Szymborska's poem "Under a Little Star"

It’s very fun to write, let’s end here, I guess I’m the only one who read it from beginning to end during the serialization period 233333

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