Plato's Little Star [ABO]

Orlande's official job is a text translator for the Christopher Public Library's database. His job is very easy. As long as he proofreads the non-public language AI translation materials imported into the Christopher Public Library from other regions, he has no other tasks. Yes—of course, the ease is with respect to the Cristo region of the Empire, which is chaotic, with a lack of funds for the library and few text repositories.

Before Christopher was incorporated into the Federation, Orlander had a lot of time to do part-time jobs—for example, he would fry steaks at a fast food restaurant at noon, deliver couriers in the old town where half of the traffic lights were broken in the afternoon, and by the way, in the tall Fraxie Feed the cat under the Nass tree.The seeds of the Fraxinus arbor are clusters of golden long slices, which always remind Olande of mysterious Japanese sentiments, like the golden hairpins on the black hair of geisha, perhaps that kind of hairpins are called "Kanzashi", Maybe not.

Now the concept of "Oriental" always makes Holland think of Plato with light blond hair.

After Christopher was incorporated into the Federation, the Christopher Public Library was renamed the Christopher State Library, and the federal interlibrary text exchange was opened at the fastest speed.The ancient texts on the first-level protected documents in the Christopher region were turned into codes one by one, and were transmitted to other regions of the Federation through the Internet.But at the same time, a huge amount of electronic materials has been transferred to the Christopher State Library-this means that Orlander has been busy recently, but also has a lot of overtime pay.So Olande quit all his part-time jobs and moved to live in the duty room of the library.

Olande's shoulder hurt from the air conditioner, so he decided to open the window to get some air.Standing in front of the window, he accidentally found Plato who was collecting the surveying instrument downstairs.There is a shrine dedicated to immigrants under the ancient cherry tree in the library, which is less than three feet high and is said to have a long history.

Plato wears a pair of gold-rimmed sunglasses—the metal chain hanging from the frame is similar to the color of his hair, and the lenses change from orange pink to blue, like the rosy fingertips of the goddess of dawn hanging from the sky.He was wearing a loose white linen shirt with washed red and light blue lines on it. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, and the exposed forearm had pleasing muscle lines.

Summer is coming to an end, and the weather outside is as hot and dry as ever.Plato's colleague carried a big bag of smoothie and came over to give everyone a glass. Plato was given a glass of orange smoothie.Olande knew what it tasted like, he'd had it—sparkling wine, crushed peach pulp, and Italian oranges.Plato's pale lips bit the straw.

Olande patted his forehead and turned around. He just wanted to... grab Plato by the collar and kiss him. He hoped to share the sweet taste of wine on Plato's lips.Had Plato and Helen been born in the same age, the graceful curve of his lips would have changed history.

Who will tell him why he has such a deep obsession with Plato's lips... A month ago, at night in the Brick Square, Olande wanted to rub Plato's nose more intimately at that time... ...Could it be because the estrus is approaching?

But Orlande is not worried about the absence of inhibitors recently.Federal inhibitors are not national monopoly drugs, as long as the quantity purchased at one time is below the smuggling line, they can be purchased with an Alpha or Omega ID card.Plato has recently been serving as Orlande's purchasing agent for inhibitors, the kind with zero profit.

The empire's inhibitors are monopolized by the state and distributed free of charge according to the AO status. This is one of the ways the empire controls Omega—and Oland, who is a Beta, can only choose to buy smuggled drugs from the empire at high prices.Except for military inhibitors, all other types of the Federation have entered the market, but the price is relatively expensive. If Olande conceals the pheromone and disguises Beta, Orlande will need a relatively large amount of inhibitors, and he will still be poor.

"Olande, open the window, it's too cold in the room. Are you in a relationship?" Olande's team leader asked him. She is a beautiful Alpha with fair skin and plump lily-colored lips. get married.

Olande opened the window, and it was windy outside, "Yes, is it obvious?" Olande found this feeling very novel-experiencing what "love" is with another person.Love must be love with an object, concrete.

"I think the person you love is downstairs, and you are like a freshly baked apple pie, using the most delicious Carthage apples." Alpha smiled, she had big wavy hair that was almost black. Make her look sexy, "Hmmm, the mood you're in right now makes me think—my vote didn't disappoint me when it came to the referendum."

"Captain Claire, do you envy Beta?" Olande felt the heat of the sun, and Plato and his colleagues left.

"Probably not, but I love this secondary gender. I sometimes make my sister cry and she says I'm rude sometimes and thinks it's because I'm an Alpha, but I think this form of brashness is part of my personality , is not a public attribute of Alpha. Beta is a very calm secondary gender, like you, and my sister-she can calm me down. She enjoys this secondary gender, except for making love with me Time. Wanting to possess and kiss someone is part of the nature of human love."

Claire said and glanced at the watch on the wall, "Oh, Olande, I'm off work. I need to touch up my makeup and find my little diamond. You know, her smile is almost twinkling .”

"Ah, you are so happy, Team Leader Claire." Olande saved the file and turned off the computer.He's not Beta...

Claire tidied herself up and walked to the door, when she suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Olande, please return the reference book for me. See you in the afternoon~"

"Well, see you this afternoon." Olande sat on the chair, and Claire had already closed the door and left.Is it part of the nature of human love to want to possess and kiss each other - regardless of the secondary gender.

Olande returned Claire's reference books to the borrowing room, but there were very few people in the borrowing room.The row of wide tables under the window was empty because of the blazing sun.The window was open, and the wind blew up the gray-green curtains. The cheap, thin cotton fabric bulged up at the moment, enclosing a person inside, occasionally revealing his light-blond hair.

Olande walked behind Plato and sat in a seat behind him, preparing to send a message to Plato to ask him to look back.Olande seemed to smell his own pheromone, and his estrus was approaching.

In the library room there was sparkling wine and the sweetness of peaches. Plato wore sunglasses and occasionally looked out the window, waiting for someone to walk by.Plato drew a figure on the book, standing in front of the window, touching his lips.The sun was very hot, Plato picked up his phone to check the time, took off his sunglasses and stood up.He picked up the smoothie that was about to melt and took a sip, biting the straw.

Olande lowered his head and poked his phone to edit the message, but his message hadn't been sent yet.Someone patted his head.Olande raised his head, and Plato leaned against the table and kissed him.Wanting to possess and kiss each other is part of the nature of human love.

Ripe peach flavor that is about to burst, aroma of orange.Olande's eyes widened. He seemed to hear the popping sound of sparkling wine—golden beads of bubbles in the Czech glass.

Plato hugged Olande, licked his lips, and felt Olande bite him lightly in response.Plato gave Hollande a sensual, grown-up kiss.

The author has something to say: Answer: When he is with Olande, Plato will think about lustful things.

The curve of your lips will rewrite history. - "The Picture of Dorian Gray" [Version translation]